Chapter 1088 No Explanation, Just Compensation

An Xiaowan smiled lightly, and there was nothing unusual about her expression, it was even sweeter and warmer than usual.

... so abnormal.

Is this still the domineering female fairy who wanted to make a big hole in the sky and pin Huo Shao on the table to whip him?

"Cough cough cough..." Lotte coughed dryly.

In fact, if things go wrong, there must be demons.

He felt like he couldn't take it anymore.

"If Assistant Luo Te is unwell, you should go and see as soon as possible. Don't be too busy with Huo Shen's big pig's hooves." An Xiaowan walked up to him and patted him on the shoulder with concern, "You too The boss is not young anymore, he is too busy to see a doctor or find a girlfriend, what can he do, is it possible that he will marry Huo Shen in the future?"

"Pfft..." Assistant Luo shuddered all over, "Miss An was joking, but... this is not a nonsense. I just, just didn't meet fate."

"I understand, I understand, I understand your suffering."

Assistant Luo Te looked at An Xiaowan's expression of "you don't need to tell me, I understand", and suddenly his face became bitter, and he felt that the sweat on his back was about to break out.

Honey belly sword...

That's probably how it feels.

"Lofey."

Behind him, suddenly a burst of cold air hit.

Immediately afterwards, Assistant Lott trembled all over, and felt a pair of eyes behind him, almost seeing two big holes.

Is this coldness trying to freeze him to death? ?

It's terrible, can he quit his job?

Luo Tezhu wanted to cry from the bottom of his heart, and he had already turned into a villain and hid in the corner tremblingly, but on the surface, he still forced a wry smile and said: "Young Master Huo, you are here, Miss An is waiting for you .”

Huo Shen's handsome face was so calm that there was no expression on it, and it was as indifferent as frost.

However, those dark and deep eyes were fixed on Luo Tezhu's shoulders, without moving.

On that shoulder was An Xiaowan's hand.

...the shoulders are so heavy.

The kind that is heavier than a ghost press.

Assistant Luo Te was afraid of disturbing the two big shots, so he could only be careful, and sneaked a little bit to the side, trying to get out of An Xiaowan's hands.

"Mr. Luo Te, it's autumn. You're sweating, shivering, and coughing dryly. This is obviously a sign of a cold." An Xiaowan frowned and said with concern: "You should go and have a look quickly. Don't delay."

"Yes, yes, I'm going right now."

Assistant Lotte hurriedly responded, then wiped the sweat from his forehead, oiled the soles of his feet, and quickly left.

The office door closed.

In the room, only An Xiaowan and Huo Shen were left.

The handsome and tall figure lingered on An Xiaowan's body for a few seconds, then walked to his desk and sat down calmly, as if he had completely ignored An Xiaowan's existence.

An Xiaowan's hands were slightly tightened by her side, and her gaze was slightly fixed.

This man just took advantage of her last night, and it's only been a few hours now, and he actually has this attitude?

An Xiaowan pursed her lips, squinted her eyes, and sat down on the sofa.

"Young Master Huo, don't you have an explanation for what happened yesterday?" She said coolly, the arc between her red lips revealing a bit of coolness.

The man sitting at the desk tightened his palms slightly.

But there was no slight change in the expression.

"They're all grown up..." He parted his thin lips lightly, as indifferently as the most aloof and indifferent emperor, and said without emotion: "No need to explain, just compensation."