To The Lovely You

   It took Su Rouro two more hours to change this ppt. This time, she felt that she had completely corrected herself, so she turned off the computer confidently, and "thrown" the USB flash drive to Luo Yichen's desktop again.

Who knows, she still couldn't find any expression that could be called "satisfaction" on Luo Yichen's face, on the contrary, his brows were still tightly wrinkled: "When you are doing PPT, you can't have a slight Do you want to be more focused? How much material will I give you, and you will type all the text on it. Do you want me to read it to the ppt? It is densely packed with words, and it makes people dizzy when you read it. Who else is interested in listening to it? ?"

   "This is your speech, how to reduce your own, how do I know how to do it?" Su Rou Rou plausibly said, giving him a roll of eyes by the way.

   Picky and picky! The first time just now, why didn't she make it clear at one time, she had to wait for her to correct it for the second time, and then pick out this fault and that fault.

  Luo Yichen's attitude reminded her of the staff of some institutions, who always did not make it clear at one time what materials they needed to provide, and had to let people run around one after another.

   As if he knew what she was thinking, Luo Yichen raised his eyelids and glanced at her: "Why, can you be a little more modest? Is my opinion wrong?"

   "Yes, yes, Mr. Luo, you are right, I'll change it now!" Although Su Rourou's mouth was very submissive, her tone sounded like irony.

When    took over the USB flash drive again, she inadvertently caught a glimpse of the time displayed below the computer: 22:22.

   She quickened her pace and returned to her desk, anxiously waiting to turn it on. God, it's already past ten o'clock. After finishing this... Isn't it going to be midnight?

   Only then did she realize that in this skyscraper, only their office was still lit. The surroundings are a bit terrifyingly quiet...

  So, on this floor, she and Luo Yichen are the only two left? Although she is afraid of ghosts, Luo Yichen is a more terrifying existence than ghosts to her.

   Just when she was thinking about it, she found that Luo Yichen had come behind her at some point, and she was really like a ghost quietly.

  Su Rourou also reacted when she saw his shadow on the computer screen, she was so frightened that she almost jumped up from the chair: "Luo...Luo Yichen! When did you come here?"

   "Why, don't you call me President Luo?" Luo Yichen raised his eyebrows, leaned over and approached her gently.

There was a faint scent of lavender flowers in her hair, which made him involuntarily close his eyes and take a deep breath: "Didn't you just say that the speech is my own, do I know better than you how to simplify it? So, after thinking about it, I'd better come and cooperate with you, and you can change it as I said."

   As he spoke, his hands went around her side from behind, propped on the table from left to right, trapping her whole inside.

  Su Rourou lowered her head and wanted to escape from this suffocating embrace, but she didn't know where she should get out...

  Luo Yichen acted as if nothing happened, his right hand directly covered her little hand holding the mouse, and lightly rubbed it.

  Su Rourou seemed to have been scalded, so frightened, she quickly pulled her hand from the mouse and placed it on her lap vigilantly. She lowered her head and did not dare to raise her eyes, her long hair covering most of her face.