Xiaoyu walked in with her tea and lowered her head, as if she was afraid to look into the eyes of Long Xiaoshan and others.
Long Xiaoshan smiled faintly and said, "Ruotong, this little girl is your assistant? Why do you look very young? Have you graduated from college?"
Ling Ruotong said, "Yes, I just called her. Xiaoyu just had a baby face and worked very neatly. Moreover, if it weren't for her a few days ago, I would have almost had something wrong."
"What happened?" Long Xiaoshan frowned.
That day I was recruiting from the talent market and suddenly a van rushed towards me. If Xiaoyu hadn't pushed me, I would have been hit. Xiaoyu was wiped by the van and was slightly injured." Ling Ruotong patted her chest.
In fact, she brought Long Xiaoshan's magic weapon, even if she really hit her, there would be no accident. However, Ling Ruotong had just practiced for a while and had not gotten rid of the mentality of ordinary people.
"Is that true?" Long Xiaoshan looked up at Xiaoyu and said, "Thank you so much, Xiaoyu."
At this time, Xiaoyu just put the tea in front of him. When she heard the sound, she raised her head and looked at Long Xiaoshan, and immediately lowered her head shyly and said, "Dr. Long, you, you are too polite."
Her weak attitude even felt a sense of pity for Fu Xuelan and the other women.
Although this little jade is not beautiful, her eyes are big and full of innocence and innocence. As long as you see those eyes, you will involuntarily want to cherish her.
"Where are you injured, let me see." Long Xiaoshan suddenly grabbed Xiaoyu's hand.
"Ah." Xiaoyu didn't expect Long Xiaoshan to suddenly grab her hand, and her face turned red and she said helplessly: "Long, Long Dong, I'm fine, just a little bit of injury."
Long Xiaoshan didn't say anything, grabbed her hand and stroked one hand.
Xiaoyu's body trembled and almost cried: "Dong Long."
Fu Xuelan held his forehead and moaned in her heart: "No."
She now doubts whether it was the right choice to follow Long Xiaoshan.
This is too impatient.
As soon as I met, I touched my feet.
Ling Ruotong's mouth also twitched and said, "Xiaoshan, what are you doing?"
"I'm helping her check her injuries." Long Xiaoshan said.
"But her injury was on her feet."
“…”
Long Xiaoshan laughed dryly: "I'm so embarrassed to say that, I'm really sorry."
Everyone was speechless.
"Dr. Long, can you let go of my hand?" Xiaoyu said shyly.
Long Xiaoshan smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, you have a really good hand, long and powerful, but there are more cocoons here in the tiger's mouth, so you should hold a knife often."
Xiaoyu's face suddenly stiffened, and soon, a hint of melancholy appeared in her big eyes and said, "Well, when I was a child, my family was poor, and our village was full of firewood stoves, so when I was very young, I had to help my family go to the mountain to chop firewood.
…”
When she talked about her past events, Ling Ruotong and others showed a hint of distress.
After all, they may not be satisfied in other aspects, but they have never suffered in life, let alone going up the mountain to chop firewood at a young age.
"Oh, it turns out that it was chopping firewood." Long Xiaoshan smiled slightly and said, "He is really a filial girl. No wonder he still carries a knife with him."
Long Xiaoshan suddenly grabbed her sleeve and pulled it hard, and squirted it.
A piece of Xiaoyu's sleeve was torn off, revealing a snow-white lotus arm.
If you start to touch Xiaoyu's hand, Ling Ruotong can still choose to believe in Long Xiaoshan's character.
Then tear the clothes directly.
Even if she believed it, she couldn't help but couldn't stand it. She stood up and shouted, "Xiaoshan, stop."
Long Xiaoshan held the sleeve and shook it, and a black light fell to the ground.
Everyone saw that it was a short knife as thin as a cicada's wing, and a strange blue light flashed on the blade.
I saw Long Xiaoshan pick up the cicada-like knife and spin and hold it in his hand.
Fu Xuelan and others' faces also changed.
How could a girl like this weak hide a knife in her sleeve?
"Xiaoyu, what's going on?" Ling Ruotong stood up and looked at Xiaoyu. After Xiaoyu rescued her last time, Ling Ruotong brought her back to the company. These days, the two got along well, and Ling Ruotong kept holding Xiaoyu.
Treat as a sister.
"Sister Ruotong, this is what I usually take with me. You know how difficult it is for a girl to move to Beijing. The basement I used to live in was very messy. One night, a few drunk men broke in.
,Take me, put me..." Xiaoyu's big eyes flashed, her eyes immediately turned red, and her big eyes rolled down. Needless to say, a weak woman like her, who was blocked in the room by a few drunk men late at night, would happen
What's up.
Ling Ruotong's eyes were also a little red, and even Fu Xuelan and others were infected. After all, as a woman, she knew how desperate it was to encounter that kind of thing.
Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa!
Suddenly a dry applause rang out.
"Yes, if I were a judge of the Oscar, I would definitely give you a trophy." Long Xiaoshan said lightly.
"Dr. Long, I don't know where I offended you, but every word I said is true. I can swear that if I don't believe me, I will leave now." Xiaoyu said and turned around.
"You can go, drink this cup of tea." Long Xiaoshan picked up the tea cup in front of him and shook it.
Xiaoyu paused without a trace and said, "Dr. Long, what do you mean?"
"Drink it." A golden light suddenly flashed in Long Xiaoshan's eyes.
"Okay, I'll drink."
Xiaoyu took the teacup, put it to her mouth and took a sip. When she swallowed it, her face suddenly changed. She threw the teacup to the ground, pointed at Long Xiaoshan and said, "You, what did you do to me?"
She couldn't help but drink the cup of tea just now.
I felt like I was being controlled by someone, and my mind was blank.
When she woke up, it was too late.
"The black mandala tastes good." Long Xiaoshan sneered.
"You actually know the black mandala." Xiaoyu's face changed drastically, and suddenly all the weakness on her face disappeared. A shocking murderous aura suddenly burst out, jumping in the air, a cold light flashed in her hand, and I don't know where to find it again.
A short knife.
Thorning at the middle of Long Xiaoshan's eyebrows.
Long Xiaoshan stood there, not moving at all, just opened his mouth and inhaled, roared, and a white air arrow shot out, bang!
Xiaoyu was hit by a truck, flew out and hit the wall, slowly sliding down from the wall like a painting.
She collapsed on the ground, her eyes showing horror.