Help, boss!

Uh, what does this dead face mean? You don't want to take up his lunch break, do you?

Cheng Xia is really going to scold her!

Facial paralysis, isn't it just smashing your car, isn't it just breaking your shoes, as for this, working overtime, eating with you, and now you don't even let your lunch break, damn facial paralysis!

Of course, even if Cheng Xia was given ten more courage, Cheng Xia would not dare to say such a thing.

"Yes." Who makes someone the boss? The boss is very clear about the company's system.

"How do you usually take your lunch break?"

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Cheng Xia dismissed it, big boss with a dead face, are you concerned about the suffering of the employees?

"Just lie down on the desk for a while, and those who are close to home can go home and rest," complained in his heart, but Cheng Xia still answered obediently.

Who let others be his parents and creditors!

"Then you can take a lunch break in my lounge today."

Ga?

This is the second time Cheng Xia has short-circuited his head today, Excuseme?What did the dead face say just now?

"Boss, what did you say?" Cheng Xia woodenly asked, hoping that he had misheard, that his brain was short-circuited, and he was hallucinating.

"I said, let you take a lunch break in my lounge today." The voice without any warmth rang again, which made Cheng Xia completely lose hope.

Cheng Xia was a little startled and said, "Boss, thank you, but there's no need, the boss should take a lunch break, and I'll go out first."

No, no, you have to leave now.

This is Cheng Xia's only thought at the moment. He always feels that some things happened when he didn't know, and it is very likely that it is not a good thing.

Saying this, Cheng Xia turned and walked out.

The dead-faced man is rich, the dead-faced man's office is very luxurious, and the dead-faced man's lounge must be very comfortable.

Cheng Xia knows all this, but what he knows even more is that he must not take a lunch break in the lounge with a dead face, absolutely not!

"An extra day if you go one step further. You can try."

These words successfully stopped Cheng Xia's movements.

Alright, you won with a dead face, you successfully threatened me, I'm going to persuade you!

Cheng Xia turned around bitterly, and stood in front of her boss again, "Boss, you have the final say, okay!"

He Zhishu looked at Cheng Xia's finally unstoppable annoyance with great interest, his eyes gradually deepened, but the expression on his face was ugly.

"Go to the lounge."

Facial paralysis, want to die and live happily, why do these things, do you know if he likes a man, what if you accidentally fall in love with him?

No, no, no, if you fall in love with anyone, you can't fall in love with dead facial paralysis, or your lungs will explode, and he won't like narrow-minded men!

Cheng Xia followed her facially paralyzed boss to the rest room, and grinned and complained behind her.

But after seeing the boss' lounge, I finally let go of all the discomfort and complaints in my heart.

"Wow~"

Finally, Cheng Xia couldn't help sighing, it really was the boss, but it was different, they were lying on the table outside for their morning break, and this boss still slept in such soft breasts.

"It's really right, no matter what idea the dead face paralyzed, I'll go to bed first," Cheng Xia mumbled before going to sleep, regardless of whether the face paralyzed boss would hear it.

He Zhishu returned to his lounge again, and saw Cheng Xia who was already asleep on the bed on the left, his eyes slowly becoming extremely soft.

After being forced to take a lunch break in the lounge of the facially paralyzed boss that day, well, the first was persecution, and later it was Cheng Xia's willingness.

But, that's not the point. The point is that after that day, every day when it's time for lunch break, the evil boss will always call Cheng Xia to take a lunch break.

However, Cheng Xia couldn't forget the feeling of lying there pretending to be sleeping in the morning, and passed away involuntarily and uncontrollably.

In short, Cheng Xia couldn't refuse her facially paralyzed boss, who would make even his ** a high-end product.