I, Yuelao, quit!

Lu Yue closed the door, only to see that in the huge office, Xiaoyue always regarded herself as a potted ornamental plant, standing upright in a corner of the office.

Just like when he was afraid of being touched by others, he huddled in the corner of the elevator with all his strength.

After putting Su Yun's little trouble under his nose, Lu Yue suddenly felt relieved, and even reviewed the documents much faster.

Xiaoyuelao looked like a sculpture at first, with her lips pursed, she stood in the corner very seriously, her body straightened like a guard on the floor.

It took a long time for his eyes to blink quickly, and the eyeballs, which were always moving cleverly, did not move.

Not long after, he found that although people often came in and out of the office, none of them would enter the range of the 'resident' he had chosen.

As a result, the small shoulders collapsed, and the waist was not as straight as a ruler.

After a while, a senior executive approached Lu Yue to report on the company's orders, and the two sat in the conversation area at the other end of the office with the contract in hand, and locked the door.

Seeing that Lu Yue and the senior executives were far away from his 'station', and no one would come in after the door was locked, Su Yun completely let himself go.

He kept in mind what the director said that standing and sitting for a long time at work is not conducive to spiritual cultivation, so he jumped up and down in the open space next to Lu Yue several times.

Danced a set of Yuelaosi's first work gymnastics, which Qin Wuyuan said could absorb the essence of the sun and the moon.

Lu Yue who witnessed all this inadvertently: ...

He almost thought that Xiaoyue was going to do a backflip in public in his office and perform all nine sets of radio gymnastics.

After stretching his stiff limbs well, Su Yun walked back to the corner and sat down cross-legged, ready to take advantage of the gap to thread the red thread.

The red thread he was wearing was not yet clear, and it was still the initial appearance of fluffy balls.

So he pulled it out hard, and only the tip of the iceberg was exposed from a large group of red threads, and most of the rest was still hidden in his storage bag.

Su Yun continued to pull the big ball of red thread out in disbelief.

Pulling and pulling, Su Yun pulled out more than half of this big ball of red thread, and the weight pushed out the remaining half of it, and it all fell on Su Yun's body.

Lu Yue watched as Su Yun was pressed down heavily by the red thread that he pulled out.

Xiaoyue still raised her head and stared blankly at the ball of red thread pressing down on her, her body was completely in the shadow of the ball of red thread, and she didn't even know how to escape.

...What a silly old little moon.

Seeing that Lu Yue suddenly turned his head and looked directly at the open space of the office, the executive frowned slightly, and there was even a bit of helplessness in his eyes, he called out tentatively.

"Mr. Lu? Mr. Lu?"

After a while, the red thread ball began to squirm violently, probably the slow-witted Xiaoyue Lao realized what had happened.

Half a minute later, a small head with blown fur popped out of a sea of ​​fluffy red threads.

His body was covered with red threads, and the confusion of "where is this again" was written all over his face.

Seeing Xiaoyue Lao successfully escaped from the red thread group, Lu Yue came to his senses from the executive's repeated 'Mr. Lu'.

"Sorry, I was distracted just now."

The executives were not only a little curious and gossip about what Mr. Lu was doing just now.

Lu Yue's expression was as indifferent as ever, but the emotion in his eyes changed slightly.

From the beginning of 'helplessness mixed with worry', to later 'I was so angry that I wanted to laugh but felt relieved', the emotional ups and downs were distinct.

... What did Boss Lu think of when he looked at the open space?

Executives were puzzled.

Su Yun managed to pull out half of his body from the red thread ball, and he sat down on the red thread pile in despair.

I am going to use the red thread wrapped around my body to weave a thick soft cushion for myself.

After all, he may have to observe this President Lu for a long time in the future, and fight a protracted battle against his broken red line. He must do a good job in the early stage of combat preparation.

Combat readiness begins with a comfortable working environment - the red line soft cushion.

After Lu Yue sent the executives out of the office, he looked back and found that Xiao Yuelao had woven a soft cushion made of red thread with his fingers.

It feels like this Xiaoyue will always be stationed here for a long time, fighting with herself to the death.

Lu Yue's migraine headaches, which he hadn't had for a century, all jumped out together at this moment.

He rubbed his throbbing temples, sat at the desk without distraction, and continued to deal with company affairs.

Seeing Lu Yue staring at the document motionlessly, Su Yun thought that this would be a good time for him to measure his figure.

He planned to knit a red thread sweater with long sleeves and a high collar for Lu Yue.

When Lu Yue and Xi Xue met, he would put the red thread sweater on Lu Yue's head hard.

The well-shaped and well-fitting red thread sweater comes with an automatic dressing function, which will naturally fit on ordinary people, exponentially increasing the success probability of red thread pulling.

The long-sleeved turtleneck is to try to ensure that the sweater will not be 'taken off' due to various accidents.

Then he can happily watch the two get married and have children according to the love written in the marriage book, and then run back to the heaven to receive his 17 spirit stones.

Su Yun looked at the red thread sweater that was still in his hand, and imagined the happy appearance of himself being knocked unconscious by 17 spirit stones.

Can't help but giggle out loud.

Lu Yue glanced at Xiaoyue Lao out of the corner of his eye, and saw that he was holding a measuring tape and walking towards him on tiptoe.

He thought badly, Xiaoyue didn't know what kind of demon he was going to be again.

Sure enough, Su Yun swiped the measuring tape, leaned close to Lu Yue, and carefully measured Lu Yue's shoulder width and sleeve length.

Lu Yue, whose body was motionless before, suddenly raised his right hand and kneaded his temple.

Su Yun reacted extremely quickly and took a half step back. After Lu Yue finished raising his hand, he continued to measure the size while holding his breath.

Suddenly, the swivel chair turned half a circle on the spot, and Lu Yue abruptly turned back, facing Su Yun.

He stood up with a sense of oppression, as if he wanted to stand up and rest for a while after sitting for a long time.

Su Yun, who was measuring Lu Yue's shoulders, suddenly backed up and braked in an emergency, and was so flustered that he almost split a fork on the spot.

For a moment, the distance between the two was extremely close, Su Yun's head was just touching Lu Yue's chin, and the slightly bristling hair almost brushed against his face.

As long as Lu Yue lowered his head, or took another step forward, he would immediately bump into Su Yun.

But Su Yun didn't dodge immediately, instead he bent slightly and approached Lu Yue.

He stared at Lu Yue's suit jacket for a long time, then he took out a pair of scissors from nowhere.

With a click, Su Yun narrowed his eyes and carefully cut off a piece of thread on the neckline of Lu Yue's suit.

It was a thread that was grabbed by the little dragon with its claws.

After cutting the thread ends, Su Yun completed a series of actions such as retracting the scissors and tape measure in one go, blowing back to his station like a whirlwind, and pretending to be dead without moving.

Lu Yue: ...

This little Yuelao actually gave him a sense of heroism as if he was holding a red line on the blade.

Lu Yue looked at the little Yuelao in his office who was determined to stand up like a tree, and slowly approached him calmly.

Xiaoyue Lao kept looking at him vigilantly, seeing him getting closer and closer, she immediately hugged her red line soft cushion in a panic.

Then he fled to the other corner of the office.

Lu Yue stopped, changed direction suddenly, and strode towards the other corner where Xiaoyue Lao was hiding.

In the other corner was a pot of big-leaf green radish, and Su Yun almost fitted himself into the green radish, shivering with the fresh and tender leaves of the green radish fluttering in the wind.

Lu Yue stood in front of Lu Luo, staring at Su Yun through Lu Luo.

Thinking about how to throw him back to Yue Laosi while concealing his human identity.

Su Yun's eyeballs rolled around, thinking that Lu Yue was just observing the growth of the green radish, and tiptoed out from inside.

He walked around to Lu Yue's left, pulled the measuring tape away with a whoosh, quickly compared it to Lu Yue's shoulder, swept his eyes over the tape scale, and immediately wrote down the size.

In the end, Lu Yue still didn't escape from the tailor-made red line sweater: ...

Lu Yue is determined to expose the fact that Xiaoyue Lao is invisible.

He had to pretend to be 'inadvertently and very surprised' to 'discover' an invisible little Yuelao beside him.

So he plucked off a green radish leaf expressionlessly, and threw it on Su Yun's head pretending to be careless.

Su Yun was dumbfounded, and stood up with the hair on his head, and pushed the green radish leaves up.

This Mr. Lu actually has the leisurely mood of picking and sprinkling leaves when he is resting?

Lu Yue squinted his eyes, watching the green leaf float up against the mechanics, just as he was preparing for a 'surprised' expression.

Xiao Yuelao was able to bend and stretch in an instant and squatted down. He even twisted his body while squatting in order to create the effect of "green leaves fluttering and falling".

With a deft flick of the head at the end, he got rid of this annoying fallen leaf completely.

Lu Yue indifferently gave up the 'surprised' expression he had prepared, and walked back to the desk to start working.

Just do whatever you want this young lady to do.

Since Xiaoyuelao thought he couldn't see him, he could pretend that he really couldn't see that silly little Yuelao.

Su Yun worked hard all morning knitting the sweater, and he specially used an extra roll of red thread to thicken it by two layers.

After all, the more red thread used in the red thread sweater, the better the effect of binding marriage.

As soon as twelve o'clock arrived, Su Yun immediately put down the semi-finished sweater in his hand.

It's Yuelao's lunch break, and the production of red thread sweaters is temporarily suspended, and issues related to marriage will be resolved after work.

Su Yun took out a juicy flat peach from the storage bag, and made a small water polo with his left hand. The small water polo was not too big or small, just enough to wash a flat peach.

God's life is difficult, and spiritual power must not be wasted easily.

After washing the flat peaches carefully, he went to the other corner of the office and poured the water polo into the flowerpot of the pothos.

Then he sat on the red line cushion, took out a few idle books from the storage bag, and read while eating flat peaches.

After Lu Yue came back from the restaurant downstairs, what he saw was Xiao Yuelao reading a book while biting a flat peach in the sun.

Under the dazzling sunlight at noon, Xiao Yuelao's whole body was covered with a soft golden light.

He was flipping the book in his right hand, holding a flat peach in his left hand, and biting down in one big bite, his cheeks bulged.

Like a little squirrel gnawing on a nut.

I don't know what Xiaoyue is looking at, her eyes are getting wider and wider, and finally she smirked a few times contentedly, and Xiaodai's hair flickered.

When Xiaoyue finished eating the flat peaches and ran outside for a stroll because she was too bored, Lu Yue immediately closed the door and locked it.

Immediately outside the door came Xiaoyuelao's desperate wailing.

Lu Yue picked up the book that Xiao Yuelao had thrown beside the cushion, and glanced at the title of the book.

"Department of Prison and Punishment: The Legend of Secretary Lu's Long March to Hegemony"

"Heavenly Legend: Director Lu Falls in Love with Me (Fanren)"

"How to Be a Man as Powerful as Director Lu"

Lu Yue stared at the word 'Director Lu' embedded in the title of the book for a long time, feeling that he was about to lose recognition of this title.

The protagonist of these messy books...is he?