My host is lazy again

Chapter 157 The Doomsday Boss 57
The people around her who were about to leave became interested in hearing this and were not in a hurry to leave.

"Doctor Huo, you may not know it when you first come here, but that is Luo Jian's husband, surnamed Xiao. He is from the headquarters, and he seems to have quite a lot of power, so he has permission to enter here. Oh, by the way, Luo Jian, you know, right? It’s that genius who is so precious to the Ecological Institute.”

Huo Yan just finished a project and just joined this experiment yesterday.

She nodded: "I've heard of it."

After a pause, she frowned slightly: "Isn't she only 21 years old? Married at such a young age?"

"This is her husband's own admission."

Speaking of Xiao Yizhe, my colleagues couldn't help whispering to her: "You don't know how good this Mr. Xiao is to Xiao Luo. He comes to accompany her from time to time, and doesn't let her touch dangerous things. He is handsome and considerate. , It makes me feel sore for a person who has a baby."

"That's it."

"Doctor Huo, are you still single now? You are 29 now, if you don't hurry up, it may be difficult to find a good man in this garden."

Huo Yan smiled, but didn't think so in her heart.

The men in Chongyuan are either old or crooked, so there's nothing special about them.

Thinking of this, the handsome figure of the man just now appeared in her mind, and the light in her eyes moved slightly.

The next day, Huo Yan saw him again.

The girl was holding a pot of orchids in both hands, and he followed her and looked at her nervously. His handsome face was tense, and he reached out to help her, but the girl stared at him.

"No, you have already broken two pots, this is the last one, don't drop it again."

"I didn't mean it. Jian Jian, be good, it's poisonous, I'll get it."

Fourth day.

He followed behind the girl, restrained his sharpness, lowered his brows and lowered his eyes, like a wolf who made a mistake begging for forgiveness with his ears drooping.

"Jian Jian, I was wrong. Can you not keep a cold war?"

"No, you...too much last night."

"Well, I'll be lighter next time."

"……rogue!"

Day [-].

When he came to pick her up, he picked a gorgeous blue rose from somewhere and put it in a glass dish, and handed it to the girl as if offering a treasure.

She took it and her face changed slightly, "You, where did you pick it from?"

"garden."

"..."

"what happened?"

"Its thorns are poisonous, have you been stabbed?"

He froze for a moment, then stretched out his right hand to show her a puncture mark on the pulp of his thumb, and wrapped his other hand around her waist.

"Well, it hurts so much. Give me a blow and it won't hurt." He frowned, pretending to be serious.

The girl in his arms looked at him expressionlessly, and said: "Xiao Yizhe, the effect of this poison is a short-term anesthesia, it won't hurt."

"..."

"Pfft--" The passers-by couldn't help laughing.

Then he was met with someone's cold death stare, and that person quickly slipped away in fright.

……

For a week, Huo Yan saw Xiao Yizhe.

He is tall and tall, and he is the most conspicuous in the crowd. He is tall and tall, and he always attracts her attention.

But every time there was Luo Jian by his side.

The two are inseparable, and their relationship seems to be really good.

Coming out of an office, Huo Yan saw a man standing at the corner of the hall corridor.

He was wearing a black shirt and suit pants, leaning against the white wall. The sharp contrast between white and black gave people a visual impact of ascetic beauty inexplicably.

He had one hand in his pocket, his eyelashes were drooping, his black hair condensed into a shadow and covered his eyes, his long slender legs were bent at will, and his whole person exuded a careless and indifferent breath.

(End of this chapter)