MTL - Face Slapping The Slag Gong System-Chapter 8 Seven years of itching
"Xue Zong, you are looking for me." Qin Mu slammed the door.
Xue Ping was embarrassed, his eyes touched the man's handsome face, and his eyes flashed a glimpse of the burning look. Seeing Xue Pingguang watching his own voice, Qin Mu lowered his eyes and covered the sharpness of the eyes. The lips are slightly moving, and again, the voice reminds: "Xue total?"
"Ah?" Xue Ping was so eager to return to his dreams. "I told you to come, I want to talk to you about work."
Xue Ping is a middle-aged man in his forties. He is bald and winked. He has a beer belly. At first glance, he has been immersed in the wine-colored places for many years, especially the eyes of the people. How to see how uncomfortable it is.
Qin Mu sighed, tone of voice: "Xie always please."
"Close the door."
Xue Ping glanced at the door of the office. There was a kind of caution in the eyes that lured the prey into his trap. Qin Mu listened, picking his eyebrows quietly and understanding the intention of the other party. The three days when the memory was erased. He was following the difference with Xue Ping. When he was staying at the hotel, he was temporarily told to live in a room with Xue Ping.
At that time, his character was pure and awkward. The standard baby, Xue Ping told him that the hotel room was not enough. He believed in silly, and Xue Ping secretly climbed into his bed in the middle of the night. Thanks to Qin Muping’s fitness. Hobbies, and Xue Ping’s body was hollowed out by the wine, so he pushed Xueping out of his way and rushed back overnight.
Then waiting for him is the betrayal of Su Yuyu.
At this time, Xue Ping’s technique was re-applied, but Qin Mu was not the kind-hearted honest man. He pulled his mouth and closed the door according to Xue Ping’s words. Then he walked slowly to Xue Ping’s front and held his hands at the desk. On the body, the body leaned forward slightly and smiled and said: "Xue Zong, what do you want to say to me?"
Seeing the man's eyes charged, the eyebrows lingering with a charming smile, Xue Ping swallowed his mouth and immediately reached for Qin Mu's hand.
"Qin Mu, do you know that I loved you at the first sight when I saw you."
Qin Mu listened, and he took a shocked hand and shook his head: "Xue Zong, we can't do this."
"No one knows, I like you, I can give you what you want."
The baby who has been jealous is in front of her eyes. The expression looks so flustered and helpless. Xue Ping’s gasping began to increase. She wanted to hug Qin Mu across the desk. Qin Mu easily escaped his arms and voice. It began to become harsh: "Have you considered the feelings of your wife?"
This sentence made Xue Ping hesitate for a moment, but when he thought of the tigress at home, his expression gradually became a little distorted. At first glance, he was used to being oppressed at home for a long time. "What is between us? You don't say I don't say, no one knows."
Qin Mu stepped into the camp and continued to use words to stimulate Xue Ping to say more heartfelt words. When he reached his goal, he quietly turned off the recording button of the mobile phone, and his appearance was sparse. "Xue Zong, I don't want to hear these words in the future." The second time."
Seeing Qin Mu soft and hard to eat, Xue Ping patiently lost, threatened: "Do you still want this job?"
Qin Mu did not speak, and left the place at a relaxed pace under the gaze of Xue plane.
The next day, a processed recording was sent to everyone in the office, including Xue Ping’s wife’s cell phone. Qin Mu’s voice was blurred after the recording, and Xue Ping’s voice was very distinctive, and he could recognize it when he heard it. The whole company boiled up in an instant, and countless people chatted with Xue Ping's gossip after a meal.
Xue Ping guessed who did this, but he had no time to deal with the follow-up of the matter. His old man took him back on a phone call. Xue Ping’s wife’s family was quite powerful. Xue Ping offended his wife. It won't be too good.
I thought this was the case. In a few days, the company’s personnel department received news that someone in the head office had to come over to take over Xue Ping’s position. The news fell into Qin Mu’s ear, but he stayed in his mind. For a second, he was immediately thrown behind him.
After all, he came to this world, originally to collect the painful value of the **** attack, and the rest of the matter has nothing to do with him.
Is there any way to make Su Yuyu more painful?
Qin Mu thought about it and soon there was an idea in his heart.
