Inferior pampering

Chapter 123

　　But a second late, he walked all the way in the elevator again.

　　He Zhuo resisted the urge to knock him out, walked out of the elevator quickly, and saw seven or eight omegas chatting in a circle at the entrance of the building, seemingly waiting for his boyfriend to pick him up.

　　He doesn't have a boyfriend, but he has a husband. After thinking about it, he should stand in that row.

　　So he walked over confidently, looking outrageous and out of place in the small pile of o's who were a head shorter than him.

　　The little ones were silent for a moment, you looked at me and I looked at you, so embarrassed that I didn't know where to put my hands and feet.

　　"Mr. He, do you have any work to arrange?"

　　"Hey!" The director threatened them: "Lao He wants to see who gets off work on time every day and doesn't stay in the company for a minute."

　　"Uh..." The little Os looked at each other in blank dismay.

　　"Don't listen to him." He Zhuo said: "Leave when the time comes. It's not safe for you to go back too late. If you can't finish the work, hire a few more people to share." He took out a piece of candy from his pocket, peeled it off and put it in his mouth .

　　The director has a hellish expression on his face.

　　"Why do you still eat sugar? Don't you hate this kind of sweet thing the most?"

　　"Drinking too much coffee during the day, my wife is afraid of bitterness, and he doesn't want to kiss me when he comes to pick me up from get off work with a bitter taste in his mouth."

　　"Okay, I'll shut up, don't stuff me with dog food."

　　There is a lively little o, who has a dimple the size of a rice grain on his face when he smiles, holding his face together and enviously saying: "People who love sweets are very romantic, Mr. He must have a good relationship with his lover! My boyfriend also likes sweets, Every time I cook, I cook a table of Jiangnan dishes."

　　Xiao O, who was with him, said: "My boyfriend likes to eat sour and always makes noodles."

　　The little o next to him also joined in: "My boyfriend likes spicy food, and he cooks Sichuan cuisine. He is very good at cooking!"

　　He Zhuo inexplicably heard a hint of comparison.

　　Although he is not a competitive person, Ji Tingyu must not lose, so he said "Yes" steadily: "He can also cook a few things, and his cooking skills are very safe."

　　I've eaten it a few times and haven't died yet.

　　"Wow, I'm always so happy."

　　A little o who didn't get in the way said: "My boyfriend doesn't know how to do it, I do it all, and he has to eat this and that every day, but he is especially good at acting like a baby, and when he acts like a baby, I want to promise him everything. "

　　He Zhuo said "hmm" again: "That's right."

　　If you act like a baby and don't agree, just wait to be beaten.

　　The director is not happy: "I dare say that your boyfriend can cook, bullying me, you don't have a boyfriend now, don't worry, I will have one soon, I will take him down today!"

　　He showed off the flowers in his hand in a big way, and a little o asked him which fairy was his sweetheart.

　　He Zhuo thought it was coming again, and was forced to listen to the long-winded praise again. This time, the director added some details: it was a cat, it had long orange hair, it rode a black Dodge motorcycle, and it could eat a bucket of rice cake skewers at a time. .

　　The more He Zhuo listened, the more wrong he became.

　　"Wait, who did you say you were after?"

　　"Ah? It's—"

　　Before the director finished speaking, a deafening roar sounded from across the road, piercing through the noisy crowd and rushing towards them.

　　Everyone raised their eyes one after another and saw a dark and domineering heavy motorcycle stepping out of the traffic, roaring like an arrogant giant beast into a tumbling dust wave.

　　There was a "crunch".

　　It flicked to a stop five meters away from them.

　　The rider supported the motorcycle with long legs, wearing a black sleeveless T and overalls, holding the handlebar with one hand, taking off the helmet with the other hand, inserting his fingers into his hair and pulling it back casually, the lines of his tight arms are particularly beautiful .

　　Like a rebellious cool boy of eighteen or nineteen years old, he easily became the focus of the crowd, so dazzling that people couldn't take their eyes off him.

　　He put down his helmet and turned to look at the door of the company.

　　The boys blushed immediately, and secretly took out their mobile phones to take pictures of him, whispering head to head, guessing who would be so happy to be picked up by him.

　　He heard an extremely loud voice from the side: "Hmm—here we come."

　　The director held his head up high and hugged the flowers, and ran quickly to the front of the motorcycle. Without saying a word, he knelt down on one knee and shouted super loudly: "Baby, I wonder if I'm lucky enough to be your boyfriend!"

　　Ji Tingyu's raised hand trembled slightly: "..."

　　No buddy, are you prying this corner face to face?

　　He was inexplicably guilty, and looked over the two hundred and five to look at He Zhuo. The wolf king almost smashed the traffic sign with a murderous expression on his face.

　　The kitten quickly refused: "No thanks."

　　The director did not give up: "Do you not like red roses? I can buy you something else, I really like you!"

　　"But I will take the flowers, and you will lose your job."

　　"Huh? Why?"

　　"Because... your boss is a jealous man."

　　The kitten tilted its body and looked at He Zhuo, shaking its ears with a smile: "Aren't you going yet, my husband, wait for me to hug you."

　　"Old, old, husband?!"

　　The director opened his mouth enough to stuff a rocket, stood up and twisted his neck stiffly to look at the crowd behind him.

　　The only man in a bunch of omega who could be called "husband" was walking towards him step by step, and when he passed him, he bumped hard on the shoulder: "Don't buy dumb drugs, buy dichlorvos."

　　"..."

　　He Zhuo walked up to Ji Tingyu, looked at his fawning face with small canine teeth, and snorted sourly.

　　"You don't want to eat rice cake skewers tomorrow."

　　This punishment is to scare people to death.

　　"Huh? So cruel? Then my husband should give me a kiss as compensation."

　　The kitten is very flexible, deliberately biting those two words very hard, ambiguous and obedient.

　　He usually yelled a title that he wouldn't want to call no matter how coaxed he was on the bed, but today he yelled twice in a row, and it was so itchy that He Zhuo felt like a little paw was scratching his heart.

　　"Stop being a good boy, and I'll settle accounts with you at night."

　　After speaking, she leaned over and lowered her head, held the cat's small ears, and kissed his lips.

　　This scene caused a small commotion, and the omegas jumped up excitedly, clapping each other's arms.