Chapter twenty-three, Green as hell

Thyolo leaned against the window and looked out at the view, thinking of what Muqi Hao had just said to him.

"If you want to make a scene, make a scene, but this matter had better not involve Su Han, otherwise, I will never let you go. "

Mu Qi Hao eyes cold and merciless looking at themselves, eyes seem to hide deep in disgust.

Ah, clearly this matter also has the relation with that woman, the uncomfortable why is only oneself.

Thyolo did not understand that Mu Qi Hao in the end see Su Han that woman where, alive a green tea bitch, why the other side is like blind as only see each other good.

"Don't go to the company, let's go to the boxing hall, " Thyolo said to him.

The more she tried to hold her breath, the more she felt that if she didn't let it out, sooner or later it would kill her.

Smell speech, Xiao Jingshen did not say anything, but through the rearview mirror looking at Thyolo with a hint of darkness.

At the gym, Thyolo changed into his costume, called in a trainer, and beat the hell out of him as if he were the person he hated the most.

"Bang. "

The coach easily blocked Thyolo's fist, and then gently dropped her to the ground, causing her back pain.

"AGAIN! "

When Thyolo stood up, she didn't believe she was going to keep losing.

It was a pity that Thyolo was hit all morning. Every time he made an impulsive swing, he was mercilessly knocked down by the coach.

When Thyolo was knocked down again by his coach, he walked over to him and said in a low voice, "you're not needed here. Go somewhere else. "

The coach took one look at Thyolo, who was lying on the ground, and obediently walked away.

"Why do you let him leave, I can continue to fight, " Thyolo said discontentedly, rising from the ground and facing Xiao Jingshen.

"If you play like this, you will never win in your life, " he said, looking at Thyolo and pointing out her problem.

Hear in Thyolo's ear as if to satirize oneself never win over Su Han, oneself no matter how fierce, in front of Mu Qi Hao, always Su Han defeated.

"If you're so good, why don't you teach me how to fight? "

Thyolo let out a snicker and looked at him with a quizzical look.

Smell speech, Xiao Jing deep eyes do not change, but walked over, grabbed Thyolo's hand, voice flat way: "You Punch when pay attention to the strength of the arm, completely forget also can use the body's inertial force. "

As he spoke, he walked behind him, using his other hand to correct Thyolo's body movements, and his strong chest made inevitable contact with Thyolo's back.

Feeling the warmth of each other's breath, Thyolo's mind momentarily wandered, allowing Xiao Jingshen to dictate his movements, his ears to the other's mellow, magnetic voice, and even a little itchy.

"ka-chow! "

In the corner of the gym, a man took this picture with his mobile phone. He couldn't help but slurring his lips. "Qi Hao, the boy is green and shiny, " he said. "Don't say my buddy didn't warn you. "

Then he sent the photos to Muqi Hao, then took a look at the center of the boxing hall after the people, left the boxing hall.

Along the way Xiao Jingshen Punch, Thyolo head some Halo, do not know when the face a little hot, the heart also involuntarily missed a half beat.

"Well, well, I'll learn on my own. "

Thyolo pushed him aside impatiently, his eyes a flicker of awkwardness.

"All right, then, you punch the way I just taught you. "

His deep, penetrating eyes stared straight into Thyolo's delicate face, a faint smile playing around his mouth.

Well, I guess it's not a total loss.

Just brain has been in a confused state, Thyolo did not hear Xiao Jingshen in the end what to say, a hear each other's words, the corners of the mouth up to smoke.

The guy must have done it on purpose, Thyolo thought, and he just did it on purpose.

"No, I'm dead tired, " Thyolo said angrily, taking his gloves off.

Clearly he was over to vent, how more and more unhappy, Thyolo thought he was even in Xiao Jingshen Act lost, the face more not worry.

An imperceptible smile flickered under his eyes as he saw Thyolo's angry face.

Thyolo figured he must have skipped the almanac today, or else he wouldn't be able to do anything right.

Back Home, looking at Xiao Jingshen also came in behind him, Thyolo this moment on the dark down, "you follow me in to do what, your work today is over. "

"I'm here to keep you safe, " Xiao said in a low voice. "before I leave here, I want to make sure there are no safety hazards. "

Thyolo rolled her eyes inelegantly, obviously looking for an excuse to stay, and she spoke with such authority.

She leaned against the wall, let Xiao Jingshen check room, she would like to see, wait Xiao Jingshen what reason to stay?

"Ring, ring, ring... "

The cell phone in the bag rang, and Thyolo frowned at the company's call, not knowing what they were doing so late at night.

"Director Joe, no good, we are in charge of the project, the other company suddenly to call back our proposal, you hurry over to see it. " The other end of the phone worried said.

"What's going on? "

Thyolo's face hardened into a serious expression. The project was a huge opportunity for the company, and if it didn't pan out, the old fogees would have a field day.

Realizing the seriousness of the matter, Thyolo quickly picked up his bag and went outside. "You take me to the office now, I have something to do, " he said to Xiao, who came out of the room

"What happened? " Xiao Jingshen asked aloud.

"It's all right. There's been a slight problem with the company's project, " Thyolo said curtly.

The assistant was vague on the phone, but when Thyolo returned to the office she realized how serious the problem was, and faced a mountain of paperwork, she got a headache.

If this is not handled properly, then the company's long efforts to create this solution will go straight to the bubble.

Thyolo checked and rechecked the information, not knowing what the problem was, but feeling a little anxious.

"Well... I'm going home now. Will you talk to Director Joe For me? "

The assistant let Xiao Jingshen know that it is already one o'clock in the morning. If he continues to put it off, he will not have to go to work tomorrow.

As he watched his assistant go, he looked back at the bright window of Thyolo's office.

She pushed the door open and entered Thyolo's office. She was asleep on her desk, still holding the papers, still frowning, as if she had been dreaming about it.

A little pain in the heart, clearly so worried, but also pretend to be like nothing happened.

He pulled the file out of Thyolo's hand, looked at it, and quickly figured out what was wrong with it, then drew it for her with a pen.