Chapter 90 The Seventh Villain

Si Huayang opened his mouth and swallowed the answer that he almost said. Although he really wanted to talk to you, it was too frivolous. After all, everything has just begun. ...At least wait for Ah Hui to forgive himself.

Thinking about it, he supported Zhou Xiaomiao's waist and said warmly, "Ahui, don't get excited, the space in the car is small, don't bump into it, I'll take you to dinner and we're talking about this, okay?"

Zhou Xiaomiao still pinched his neck, because it would be awkward if he couldn't stand up, so he simply knelt on one knee on his lap, very domineering: "Do you think I'm still the me six years ago? Want to coax me?"

"Not a little bit." Si Huayang said warmly, "I have been learning to cook outside all these years. I wonder if I have the honor to cook for you for the rest of my life?"

Zhou Xiaomiao remembered the delicious food that the world's shit shoveler made for him, and suddenly felt a little empty in his stomach. In fact, the shit shoveler knew that he liked fish and seafood, and he was always good at these, especially the last world. The grilled fish is simply... wait, what are you thinking about, no, you can't be tempted!

[System: It's almost done, you still have some plot points to complete, what's the trouble. 】

Zhou Xiaomiao: It's because of the plot point that I need to stay away from the shit shoveling officer for a while. If I take medicine and commit suicide, what do you think he will be like?

[System: ...It's rare to see you think so long-term. 】

Zhou Xiaomiao: What are you thinking, I'm just afraid that he will stop me from completing the plot point.

[System: Yes, yes. 】 Tsundere ghost!

[System: Then are you going to reverse the plot point and complete it? 】

Zhou Xiaomiao: You didn't say no.

[System: ... as you like! 】

Zhou Xiaomiao quietly stuck out her tongue, noticed the hand on her waist going up, and immediately wanted to stand up: "What on earth are you trying to do-"

Si Huayang moved faster than he thought, and when he reacted, he had already held Zhou Xiaomiao firmly in his arms, as if he would be injured if he let go.

Because it was too close, Zhou Xiaomiao could almost hear his heart pounding. Are you so nervous... Are you nervous about him... Zhou Xiaomiao couldn't help rubbing against the shit shovel officer's chest, and it was quiet meeting.

There was a moment of warmth in the atmosphere, and Zhou Xiaomiao said after a while: "Can you let me go first... I have a backache!"

Because he was still kneeling on one knee on the seat, the shit shovel officer tried his best to hold him in his arms. His current posture is that his butt is facing the sky, and his posture is terribly uncomfortable.

Si Huayang slowly let go of the person, and said helplessly: "Ahui, you still said that you are not what you used to be. Have you really taken care of yourself in the past few years with the same frizz?"

Zhou Xiaomiao stared at him a few times, pushed him aside and sat aside, saying lightly, "I can still live well without you."

Si Huayang's smile froze, followed by silence.

The atmosphere was low for a moment, but as the door was opened, it quickly dissipated. Nan Yang, who had already stepped into the co-pilot with one foot, froze in place, and said stunned: "Then what, did I come at the wrong time?"

"No, it's just right." Zhou Xiaomiao said, "I've finished talking with President Si, you can go."

Si Huayang hugged Zhou Xiaomiao from behind, grabbed his hand that wanted to open the door, and said in a low voice, "Ahui, do you know what the oath I made when I returned to the country?"

Zhou Xiaomiao didn't respond, Si Huayang didn't speak, just held him quietly like this, with his chin resting on his shoulder, and his warm palms covering his fingers, such a gentle hug obviously had no strength , but it was more difficult for Zhou Xiaomiao to break free than imprisoning him.

Zhou Xiaomiao wanted to calm down again by resting her forehead, but she couldn't go on like this. The opportunity for her to complete the third plot point was to be in the same city as the male and female protagonists. She should go back to taking medicine and commit suicide before she could come back to the shit shoveling officer!

If he reconciles with the shit shoveling officer and commits suicide by taking medicine, this person will definitely go crazy!

Zhou Xiaomiao knew that it would be like this, saying that the shit shoveling officer has no principles in front of him, and when he stood firm in front of the shit shoveling officer, and six years later, he still doesn't know what happened to him , is there any nonsense? It's been so long that if he and Song Fei dare to break up the relationship again, he really intends not to shovel the shit officer alone!

Nanyang looked at the panic of the two people getting along and couldn't help but reminded in a small voice: "Mr. Xiaolu, our boss swore that he would never let you leave him again. If you don't want to be imprisoned, then he will be there The ground around you is a prison to follow you."

Nanyang couldn't help but pretend to be a little tearful: "I've known the boss for five or six years, and it's the first time I heard him talk about love. I thought he was aloof, but our boss turned out to put his heart on you. Then go."

Zhou Xiaomiao couldn't help but want to laugh, but she was afraid that the atmosphere would disappear when she laughed. It's a blessing to be able to get along well.

"I won't bother with you about the fact that you brought me here today, but I have to leave beforehand now, we'll see you another day." Zhou Xiaomiao tried to take away the shit shovel officer's hand with her other hand, but her stomach But suddenly another arm wrapped around him and tightened silently.

Zhou Xiaomiao: "..." What does this mean? Do you want to cheat?

"Ahui, I'm scared." Si Huayang whispered: "You just walked too far, I have a feeling that if I let you go, I will completely lose you, Ahui, you know that I have been empty for six years. What does it feel like to suddenly fill up your arms? Do you know what it feels like when this sense of satisfaction is taken away a little... I really can't stand it... Ah Hui, I really can't stand it."

Zhou Xiaomiao was a little sad when he heard this, but the shit shoveling officer still meant that he would not let him go, and the tone of retreat made it even more difficult for him to say what he was saying. The shit shovel officer went abroad this time. It seems to have grown a lot, really, more and more cunning!

Zhou Xiaomiao had no choice but to turn around and push the person away: "Then think about it now, how to tell me what happened to you over the years in the future, it is best to think carefully about whether there is any love history!"

Si Huayang's eyes lit up: "Ahui, are you jealous?"

"No!" Zhou Xiaomiao pushed his face away: "So you go home and think about it, and then come to me when you figure it out."

"Don't think about it, when I was about to return to China, I was so nervous that I couldn't sleep every day, and I was thinking about what I should do after we met, what clothes should I wear, and how you would react when you saw me, but it's more important. It's how I'm supposed to explain it to you, and if you want to hear me, I can go from start to finish now, exactly six years."

Si Huayang's happy voice sounded a bit thunderous in Zhou Xiaomiao's ears. Is his shit shoveling officer here to punish him? right? Surely?

Six years of time can still be said to be exactly the same, the memory of the shit shoveling officer is simply kneeling.

Sure enough, the Huairou policy couldn't be talked about, and Zhou Xiaomiao instantly returned to the indifferent state of the meeting: "I just think that it is the bidding period, we should not get too close, and the Song family will suspect that I have robbed them."

"What is their stuff?" Si Huayang said warmly: "As long as you want, the LH Group is yours. What is a bid?"

The Nanyang light bulb followed in front: "Xiaolu always pay attention to the two letters LH. It is said that it is the abbreviation of someone's pinyin, and then someone has a tattoo on himself?"

"Have you carved a tattoo?" Zhou Xiaomiao was surprised: "Where is it?"

"It's engraved in my heart." Nan Yang covered his mouth and smiled.

Zhou Xiaomiao: "..."

Zhou Xiaomiao was silent for a while, then suddenly reached out and forcibly unbuttoned the shit shoveling officer's shirt. When he opened it, he saw the word LH was engraved on his left chest. He was stunned, but he didn't expect it to be true. engraved in my heart...

Si Huayang lowered his head and rubbed his cheek against him: "It's okay, it's just that I missed you so much at that time that I couldn't help it."

Zhou Xiaomiao couldn't help burying her face in the arms of the shit shovel officer, and reached out to hug his neck. She didn't know how she was feeling right now.

I knew about the shit shoveling officer's departure, but I was really angry because it was too sudden. After thinking about it, it didn't matter. Anyway, the shit shovel officer would definitely come back to find him. He is in this world now and must follow the plot. It was a relief not to find him.

In fact, most of his anger is usually petty, and he doesn't want to be really angry with the shit shoveling officer, he just wants to be coquettish and coax people...

Si Huayang was somewhat surprised and flattered, stretched out his hand for a long time before he dared to hug the person in his arms slowly, rubbing his soft hair carefully. , leaning against his arms at the moment seemed to be light and weightless, which made him hold him even tighter with some pity.

Nanyang leaned on the co-pilot and didn't dare to look back. He thought happily that he was a god's assist. Then the matter of trying to hook up with the boss baby at the meeting should be over. It's a grievance.

[System: Zhou Xiaomiao, you just said you want to complete the third plot! what are you doing now! 】

Zhou Xiaomiao suddenly woke up, yes, she made up with the shit shovel officer like this, wouldn't it just make the shit shovel officer more uncomfortable in the future? Although I have confirmed with the system that I only need to take medicine to commit suicide and then I will pretend to take the wrong medicine and call an ambulance, and I will definitely be able to save it by gastric lavage.

If the shit shoveling officer was there, seeing myself like this, I'm afraid I'd go crazy...!