President Gao Leng's little wife

Manuscripts are very cumbersome, a thick stack, and it is a job that requires a lot of patience.

Xia Yuluo has a soft temper and is easy to handle.

She sat there and sorted out the manuscripts carefully.

When she finished tidying up and looked back, Lu Xiaoying actually fell asleep with her head propped up.

She closed her eyes and smacked her mouth from time to time, dreaming that she was also eating something delicious.

Doing this kind of thing is torturing her.

Xia Yuluo laughed for a long time.

She got up and took out a blanket to cover her body, and continued to sit down and organize the manuscript.

Before finishing much, the door was pushed open again.

Xia Yuluo never thought of this unexpected guest.

It turned out to be the female screenwriter who had ridiculed her before!

The female screenwriter walked in with a fruit plate in her hand.

"Is there something wrong?"

When Xia Yuluo saw her face, she intuitively felt that nothing was good.

She shouted to stop the female screenwriter who was coming towards her.

The female screenwriter gave Xia Yuluo a disdainful look, and walked to Lu Xiaoying's side without saying a word.

She put the fruit plate in her hand beside Lu Xiaoying.

Seeing that Lu Xiaoying was asleep, she quickly picked up a piece of paper from the table and fanned her.

The air conditioner in the office was fully turned on, but the female screenwriter still served Lu Xiaoying with a flattering face.

Xia Yuluo was taken aback by that dog-legged look.

Where is this singing?

She just wanted to speak out, but the female screenwriter severely stopped her with her eyes, signaling her not to disturb Lu Xiaoying's sleep.

Xia Yuluo sneered.

She didn't let her make a sound, but she wanted to make a sound, and it was very loud.

Xia Yuluo slammed the table and coughed loudly.

Lu Xiaoying woke up suddenly, she was in a trance.

"I'm sorry...I...I'm sleeping..."

Before he finished speaking, he let out a big yawn.

After yawning, Lu Xiaoying stretched comfortably again, and then slowly woke up.

She was finishing the manuscript with Xia Yuluo, but she was lazy and fell asleep.

Lu Xiaoying blushed slightly, she grabbed the manuscript in her hand and apologized repeatedly.

"I'll sort it out right away."

"Miss Lu, are you thirsty? I cut some fruit, you can try it."

Only then did Lu Xiaoying notice that there was another person beside her.

When the female screenwriter saw that Lu Xiaoying had woken up, she quickly pushed the fruit plate in front of her.

The fan in his hand kept fanning her.

"It's so hot here, Ms. Lu should move to my place. It's better than here."

She has a sly face and a smile on her face.

That posture almost made Lu Xiaoying worship like a god or Buddha.

Lu Xiaoying listlessly pretended that she didn't exist, but raised her head and asked Xia Yuluo.

"Why is it so smelly here all of a sudden?"

As if she had gotten a chance to perform, the female screenwriter immediately interjected.

"Maybe it's durian smelly, Miss Lu, don't you like durian? I'll just throw it out."

She picked up a few pieces of durian from the fruit plate and was about to throw them out.

"Where is the smell of durians? It's clearly people who smell worse. The smell is unbearable and the smell is overwhelming."

Looking at the female screenwriter's appearance, Xia Yuluo covered her nose and took Lu Xiaoying's words.

"If you're doing it for me, get out of here quickly, and don't let me smell this stench again."

Lu Xiaoying made a retching appearance, and she deliberately pretended to beg to the female screenwriter.

The female screenwriter knew that the two were mocking her, so she put a cold butt on her hot face.

Lu Xiaoying didn't like this at all, so she could only leave with a livid face.