Miracle Pill Maker Bullies the Boss

Huo Yao wears a mask on his face, a beige casual suit, his hair is rolled up, and only a few strands of broken hair hang down from his ears. He looks casual and foreign.

The waiter took her to the box and retired.

Liang Qiu was originally sitting with his back facing the door. When he heard the sound, he turned his head and saw the tall and thin girl who walked in. His face was still surprised.

On the night at the base, he didn't see Huo Yao in front of him, but saw her hurriedly leaving from a distance, and he could probably tell it was a woman, no matter how many features he had.

And soon, after Liang Qiu sat down with Huo Yao and took off the mask, the expression on his face was sluggish for a moment.

It's a woman who has been unexpected, yet-so young and beautiful? ? ?

Are you twenty?

Remembering that he had even complained about the nickname and age of the other party... Liang Qiu's eyelids jumped fiercely.

People sometimes die like this.

Liang Qiu coughed lightly, raised his hand to close the collar of his jacket, and blocked the tattoo on his neck as much as possible. Then he sat upright, opened his mouth, and just wanted to say hello, but he was dumb because of the address problem.

Brother Bald?

Little baby boy?

The black line on Liang Qiu's forehead slipped down, and neither of them could be called.

Huo Yao seemed to see his thoughts and raised his eyebrows, "Huo Yao."

Liang Qiu paused for a second before reacting, "Liang Qiu."

Huo Yao nodded, "I know."

Liang Qiu: "...?"

Huo Yao leaned back in his chair lightly, his expression was not half-shared, just like an old friend, "Thank you for what happened last time."

Liang Qiu was obviously not as calm as Huo Yao. He took the cup at hand and took a sip before he said: "You're welcome, didn't you be merciful that night?"

Although the gates at the entrance and exit of the base were built by ancient institutions, they were strong and difficult to break, but in the face of the powerful explosives, they became vulnerable.

If he hadn't been merciful and didn't blow up the organs, I'm afraid he wouldn't be sitting here today.

Liang Qiu sees the problem very thoroughly.

Huo Yao smiled, "I am a good person."

Liang Qiu instantly became silent.

The person who almost blew up the entire base, did she misunderstand the definition of a good person?

At this time, the box door was pushed open, and the waiter outside brought coffee, put it on the table, and then walked out again.

"You are very familiar with the first base, have you come by going forward?"

Liang Qiu looked at Huo Yao, thinking about the defense situation in the base during this period, and the woman who sneaked in that day, and asked tentatively: "Or, are you the one to be arrested?"

Huo Yao picked up the small spoon, his fingers were slender and white, and he stirred the coffee gently, making his movements very elegant.

She shrugged her shoulders, her whole body looked clear and calm, "Maybe it is."

Maybe it is, that is it.

Liang Qiu's expression suddenly became a little complicated, and he said quietly: "Aren't you afraid that I will lead you out on purpose?"

"That's not enough, you are not that kind of person." Huo Yao lazily, "I have no problems with my eyes."

Liang Qiu heard the words that he had just been moved by being "trusted by others," and it disappeared completely because of the following sentence.

This is a network friendship that is more plastic than plastic.

Liang Qiu sighed slightly, this feeling finally overlapped with the "old bald head" in the memory, and there was no sense of disobedience.

In the box, the strange atmosphere of two netizens meeting for the first time no longer exists.