Holographic online games are unscientific

Mr. Xia took advantage of Long Feifei's startled and stupefied gap, and withdrew his hand: "Why are you here?"

"Why can't I be here?" Wilmot asked rudely.

Speaking of this, Wilmot was not angry at all - Mr. Xia brought the little chubby girl here, but he left the girl and ran away alone. "Yes, but it's still not very good, not to mention...he actually left a girl behind and went to date another girl!meeting!Is this what people do?

From the moment Mr. Xia walked out of his house, the atmosphere in the room became very awkward.Since it was the chubby girl's own suggestion to run, she still spends her youth on the treadmill, neither stopping nor continuing.He wasn't blind and couldn't see the embarrassment of the little chubby girl, so he offered to take her home. The little chubby girl came down the steps with a touched expression on her face.

At first, the little chubby girl declined, saying that she could go back by herself, but everyone knew that after exercising, she would catch a cold. Now that it is almost winter, how can she stand up to such blowing after exercising?And it's a girl's house.Thinking about it now, if he hadn't been meddling in his own business and insisted on sending the little chubby girl home, he still wouldn't have seen such a "wonderful" scene.

"Jinhua Ham... No, where's the girl?" Boss Xia stretched his neck and looked out. He only saw Wilmot's car illegally parked on the side of the road, but he couldn't see if there was anyone inside.

Wilmot looked down at Mr. Xia with contempt: "Do you still remember him? Isn't it true that if you have a new love, you should give up the old love?"

"From the perspective of the timeline, this is the old love." Mr. Xia's speech made Long Feifei smile so much that his eyebrows flew up. In order to hurt her, he added, "But I said that I want to send the new love home. Ah, just come out for a while, not to abandon her."

Mr. Xia's addition made Long Feifei and Wilmot's faces drop at the same time.

The other customers in the store started to pay attention to Wilmot's roar. After realizing this situation, in order not to make the scene too ugly, Long Feifei forced herself a stiff smile: "...Xiao Boss, what does Xinhuan mean? ?”

"It's my new favorite after removing you from the harem."

"..." Long Feifei adjusted her emotions, and asked again: "New favorite, that is to say..."

Mr. Xia quickly interrupted Long Feifei: "Girl, you think too much."

"..."

The conversation between Mr. Xia and Long Feifei made Wilmot feel that he was being ignored. He was about to say something when he saw Mr. Xia standing up, swallowing what he wanted to say .

"I want to send my new love home. Old love, you can go home after drinking coffee. I'll pay for it."

Long Feifei looked up at Mr. Xia, holding the coffee cup tightly with both hands: "I will wait for you until you change your mind."

"I only have one thing to say." Boss Xia tilted his head and looked at Long Feifei for a long time before showing his usual smile, "Brother never turns back. I wish you a day when you can figure it out."

After speaking, Mr. Xia went straight to the cashier.

After listening to Wilmot for a long time, he realized that it was the girl who took the initiative to find Mr. Xia. Although they had dated before, Mr. Xia obviously had no intention of getting back together.After learning this, half of his anger disappeared, and he walked out of the coffee shop with his head held high, as if the person who lost his temper just now was not him.

After returning to the car, Wilmot did not drive immediately, as if he was sure that Xia would always get in the car.Facts have proved that Mr. Xia did come over, and under his threatening gaze... he sat in the back seat without saying a word.

"drive!"

"..." He is the driver?Wilmot patted the steering wheel bitterly, and glared at Mr. Xia through the rearview mirror.

Mr. Xia just closed his eyes and meditated, pretending not to see it.

Mr. Xia’s ignorance made the little chubby girl go through a thrilling journey——Wilmot stepped on the gas pedal at the first step of departure. She dared to swear that Wilmot almost kept the 120 up during this process. The speed per hour, and constantly using various high-speed drifts and overtaking to challenge her psychological limits, made her want to call her family to leave her last words.

Forget about Wilmot's danger, the red light doesn't know how to look at her face, and the unimpeded way along the way is like slapping her in the face.Just as the third batch of mud horses galloped by in her heart, Wilmot finally stopped the car, and she also managed to rush to the front seat while he stepped on the brakes.

The little chubby girl opened the car door with lightning speed and jumped out of the car, squatting on the side of the road and retching indistinctly.Mr. Xia got out of the car from the other side, went around the rear of the car and came to the little chubby girl to caress her back and relieve some discomfort for her.

When Wilmot saw it, he was furious—has he never touched a woman in eight lifetimes?What does it mean to be so ambiguous?

It can only be said that Wilmot must not have passed out in the car, otherwise he would know that if he used a pat at this time, it would only make the little chubby girl feel sick, so Mr. Xia was stroking the little chubby girl like eating tofu.

"Get in the car!" Wilmot urged Mr. Xia.

Mr. Xia raised his eyelids to look at Wilmot, then lowered his eyelids again: "Didn't you see the little girl suffering?"

"It's okay, I'm much better now." After resting for a while, the little fat girl felt that she was much better. The main reason was that she stepped on the brake with her last foot, otherwise she wouldn't feel like throwing up, "...Thank you for taking me back , I'll go upstairs and lie down for a while."

Wilmot, who was so angry, didn't feel any guilt towards the little fat girl. He just urged Mr. Xia again: "Get in the car! Didn't you see that it's not easy to park here?"

Mr. Xia ignored Wilmot this time, and helped the little fat girl up: "I'll take you home."

The little chubby girl could tell that the atmosphere between Mr. Xia and Wilmot was a little strange, but if she was asked what was so strange, she couldn't tell.She didn't know what to say now to ease the atmosphere between them, and she couldn't resist Mr. Xia, so she accepted Mr. Xia's kindness with the idea of ​​saying less and making less mistakes.

It's just that Wilmot's anger has completely exceeded her expectations - after they walked more than ten meters, there was a loud noise behind them, which sounded like the sole of a shoe hitting an iron sheet.The little chubby girl didn't dare to turn her head to confirm whether Wilmot was kicking the car, but she just shook her body and quickened her pace to go home.

...Isn't it true that I will inform her that she doesn't have to go to work tomorrow?

That was too hard!

After delivering the little chubby girl home safely, Mr. Xia kicked small steps and jumped downstairs happily.He was in a good mood, because Wilmot's trouble made him use his strength to fend off Long Feifei's entanglement, which was considered a solution to a troublesome matter.It would be great if Long Feifei could completely give up this feeling for him through this blow.

Because the little chubby girl lives in an old community in the city center, and this kind of community usually does not have a large area of ​​open space and gardens, and there is no underground parking lot, Wilmot had to go around to the underground parking of the commercial building next door. Field parking.Mr. Xia called Wilmot and said that he would take a taxi back and not wait for him, but unexpectedly the other party only replied with three words - come here.

These three words were spoken very firmly, a bit close to command sentences, which made Mr. Xia very much want to stop a car at the side of the road and go home directly.But it's not the first day he's seen Wilmot's temper, so let's be more tolerant if he can tolerate it. Maybe someone needs to discuss with him, right?

Thinking of this, Mr. Xia walked to the b4 area where Wilmot parked.

Wilmot stood outside the car, leaning against the car, with his head bowed in thought.Hearing Mr. Xia's footsteps from far to near, he raised his head, his face was expressionless, but his eyes were a little frightening.

"What do you want from me?" Boss Xia stopped by the wall a few steps away from Wilmot, "Don't you just want to take me home?"

Wilmot asked rhetorically, "Aren't you going to explain it to me?"

Mr. Xia looked at Wilmot almost blankly: "Explain what?"

"Who was that woman in the coffee shop just now? What's your relationship with her?"

Mr. Xia raised his brows lightly, and slightly curled up the corners of his mouth, showing a helpless look of dumbfounding: "This has nothing to do with you, does it?"

"It doesn't matter, anyway..." Wilmot said as a matter of course, and after a few words, he realized that he almost slipped his mouth, and then adjusted, "I am also a good leader after all, and I care about my subordinates. It's a matter of duty."

Mr. Xia was completely at a loss, and didn't understand the inevitable connection between a good leader and his love history.

"I'm just a temporary worker."

Wilmot was at a loss for words, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence: "The temporary ones are also my subordinates."

Mr. Xia stretched his eyebrows and smiled: "You really want to know?"

"...Just say what you want, where is there so much nonsense?"

Mr. Xia blinked and said, "Do you think I will tell you?"

"Speak or not!" Although Wilmot replied angrily, in fact, he still cared about Mr. Xia's answer. In order to restrain his curiosity, he changed the subject, "Do you like that type?" ?”

Mr. Xia replied without thinking, "I don't like it."

This answer made the corner of Wilmot's mouth rise a little: "Then what kind do you like?"

"Why are you asking this?" Mr. Xia glanced at Wilmot suspiciously before replying, "Anyway, he's not your type, it's too difficult to serve."

"..."

Is there anything more difficult than this in this world?

Getting shot before confessing, what kind of trouble is this?

In fact... there are still many more difficult things than this, but for Wilmot who has completed a series of emotional changes such as discovering his own feelings, falling into unrequited love, and being rejected before confessing at super speed , It's as if he was driving a car on the highway and crashed into the guardrail at the highest speed. He wanted to die but couldn't die, but living was uncomfortable.

The most important thing is... Wilmot's EQ is low.

It is estimated that the impact and blow this incident had on him was already at the same level as being snubbed and humiliated by his father.

"No..." Mr. Xia suddenly realized that Wilmot's topic was a bit strange, "You asked me to come here just to ask me this?"

Wilmot replied angrily: "Yes, can't you?"

Mr. Xia was very speechless: "Little classmate, your brain is not burned out, is it?"

"Don't you hate me? What do I have to do with you?" Wilmot unlocked the car, opened the door, and was too lazy to say anything more, "Get in the car! I'll take you home."

Mr. Xia's eyes widened in surprise: "Damn, the translation function that comes with your body is amazing. When did I say I hate you?"

Wilmot endured it again and again, and finally broke out: "Whether you like it or hate you, you should be clear!"

But as soon as he finished speaking, he regretted it - Mr. Xia couldn't fail to hear that there was another layer of meaning in his words.

Just as he thought, Mr. Xia entered the silent mode while being surprised.

Immediately afterwards... no one spoke, just staring.

This seems to be the most commonly used mode of getting along since they met.

So under the same circumstances, Mr. Xia was always the one who spoke first, almost without exception.

Mr. Xia hesitated for a while, but decided to ask, "Do you like me?"

Wilmot replied confidently: "I am."

"..."

In fact, when Mr. Xia asked this question, Wilmot raised his breath and planned to refute - he originally planned to observe for a while, because he felt that his feelings for Mr. Xia were exhausted because he was just curious. Curious why Mr. Xia dared to confront him.It's just that what he didn't expect was that when he saw Mr. Xia and Long Feifei holding hands, he would be so angry that his mind went blank.

Although Long Feifei took the initiative to catch her, in the eyes of Wilmot who didn't know, it was like the feeling of two secretly dating underground lovers who hurriedly stopped to avoid suspicion after being discovered.

When his anger reached a peak, he suddenly didn't want to confront Mr. Xia.

There's nothing wrong with admitting it, at most, Boss Xia gave him the knife earlier than planned, and he can decide whether to give up or continue, and it won't make him entangled at all, and it won't waste their extra time.

"say."

Seeing that Mr. Xia was silent for a long time without giving an answer, Wilmot urged the young hero to come out quickly.

Mr. Xia tilted his head, still with disbelief on his face: "Are you sure? This is really not the way you came up with to punish me?"

"..."

Mr. Xia's questioning made Wilmot's anger break through a new level. As if to prove that what he said was the truth, he stood up straight and quickly walked towards Mr. Xia, pressed Mr. Xia against the wall rudely, and then kissed up.

"..."

If they're acting, it must be said that Wilmott is committed, but an amateur with a sticking tongue out.President Xia had the words "professional actor" written all over his face. After being kissed for a few minutes, he didn't even open his mouth.

It's a pity that they were not acting, so Mr. Xia's unresponsiveness made Wilmot jump a little bit, which also made him decisively choose to give up after the n+1 failed attempt, and walked away with a blushing face The elevator leading to the upper floor - I felt humiliated, and my self-esteem was smashed to the ground by Mr. Xia.

"wait."

Hearing Mr. Xia's request, Wilmot hesitated for a moment, but still stopped in the footsteps of leaving.

Mr. Xia wiped the drool that covered half of his face with the back of his hand: "I just want to ask... are you sure you are serious?"

Wilmot stared at Mr. Xia bitterly: "I don't believe it, I don't believe it, can you stab the knife faster?"

"No, I'm just surprised, I just want to confirm..." Mr. Xia thought about it seriously, "Come here."

"Why should I listen to you? I..."

Wilmot backed away as he spoke. He originally wanted to turn around and leave in a cool way, but he took a few steps back and bumped into the wall with a bang, making a loud noise that made people feel painful— — This is a living example of death if you don't look at the road.

With a muffled grunt, Wilmot fell to the ground with big characters.

It's too embarrassing!

This was his first reaction after the dizziness and darkness left him.

His second reaction...was to cover his face with his hands—yes, he had already given up. No matter what he did in this situation, the shameful image had already penetrated Mr. Xia's heart, and he had absolutely no A chance to reverse...

"stand up."

Feeling his hand being pulled by Mr. Xia, Wilmot remained unmoved and continued to pretend to be dead.

Mr. Xia smiled happily: "Anyway, you are lying on the ground now, do you want to roll a few times? Maybe it will be cute."

Hearing this, Wilmot stood up at an unbelievable speed, turned around and walked back, wanting to leave this shameful and sad place as soon as possible.

Mr. Xia quickly grabbed Wilmot's tie and pulled him back: "Did I let you go?"

Wilmot had a resolute look of "we'll talk another day".

"I want to make sure."

"...You haven't confirmed enough..."

Wilmot hadn't finished speaking, but found that Mr. Xia suddenly laughed, and then pulled his tie again, Mr. Xia's face was instantly enlarged in front of his eyes, wait... What is the soft thing on his lips?

Wilmot, who had completed his brain shutdown and boot at the speed of light, hugged Mr. Xia's waist ecstatically, responded impatiently to Mr. Xia's tentative kiss, and couldn't wait to start the entanglement with Mr. Xia. He sucked Mr. Xia's lips over and over again, as if he couldn't get enough of what he wanted.

Wilmot didn't take the initiative to end the kiss until he realized that Mr. Xia was about to push him away.But he didn't let Mr. Xia leave. Instead, he wrapped his arms around Mr. Xia's waist even tighter. When he saw Mr. Xia's red and swollen lips, he couldn't help but leaned over and took another breath.

"Is it confirmed now?"

Wilmot's tone was unprecedentedly gentle, and his eyes were full of tenderness. Mr. Xia, who had never heard him speak like this, let alone saw him look like this, was completely stunned, and it took him a while to recover. .

Mr. Xia replied with a smile: "Well, it's confirmed."

Wilmot thought, hanging in his throat: "What's the answer?"

"You have bad breath, didn't you brush your teeth after eating garlic?"

"..."