Chapter 656 I Can't Chat Well

Xuxu immediately answered, "I still have work to do here."

As she spoke, she lowered her head and looked at the information on the big star that Bimbu had just given her in her hand.

Yan Rusheng also bowed his head, looking at her, with a gentle voice and tone, "It's okay, I'll wait for you."

It used to be that Wen Xuxu waited for words like life.

Even if he waited, he was extremely impatient. He had never waited for her quietly like now, always impatiently urging her again and again.

The two sat facing each other, busy with their own work.

On Yan Rusheng's side, the clacking of the keyboard never stopped.

Suddenly, his phone rang. His instinct was to take a look at Xuxu, then quickly took out the phone from his pocket, turned it to silent, and walked around to answer it.

"I'm not convenient for video now, so I will hold a text meeting."

Yan Rusheng just said one sentence, and before he reached the door, he hung up the phone and came back. He returned to the chair and sat down. He put his good-looking hands on the keyboard again, and started typing.

He kept his voice down as much as possible, so as not to disturb Xuxu.

In fact, there are still many places for him to work outside, but he is not willing to give up this rare opportunity to be alone with Xuxu.

It had been two months since they had been alone together, and it was still that long.

Xuxu supported his head with one hand, and held a pen in the other hand, and the pen was spinning carelessly in his hand.

Time passed by, and the white paper in front of her was still a clean white paper.

After a brief meeting ended, Yan Rusheng reached out to pick up the water Rose poured for him just now, took a sip, and looked at the little woman opposite.

She lowered her head, holding a pen in her slender white hand, and the tip of the pen was brushing on the paper.

He didn't look at what she was drawing, but when he raised his eyes, his heart was as soft as if it had melted.

Yan Rusheng had no intention of working, but he didn't dare to stare at Xuxu all the time. He tapped his fingers on the keyboard from time to time, pretending to be working.

The WeChat on the computer suddenly prompted a message.

Yan Rusheng clicked to check, it was Lu Yinan who posted it in the group, "Yan San, come out for dinner tonight."

He replied coldly: "No, don't call me in the future."

Lu Yinan sent another message quickly, "We called you because Xuxu ignored you, your lonely family pitied you and sympathized with you."

He is alone?

Young Master Yan's self-esteem was hurt by 10,000 points. He picked up the phone, turned on the camera, turned the phone to silent mode, then quickly picked it up, secretly took a photo of Zhang Xuxu, and sent it to the WeChat group, adding A 'cool' expression wearing glasses.

So unhappy.

Lu Yinan: "Hey, isn't this Xuxu?"

Ming Ansheng: "This is Xuxu?"

"..."

"..."

A photo blown out the few people who were silently watching.

Yan Rusheng sent another soldier who smoked opium over, and his satisfaction was off the charts, "I'm going to eat later, what are you going to do?"

Ming Ancheng: "Look at you, I think your angle is obviously a candid shot, because you are afraid of being discovered by Xuxu, the phone is closed too fast, Xuxu's hands are blurred."

Hands are blurry? Yan Rusheng immediately looked at the photo carefully, it was really blurry.

He frowned, looked at Ming Ancheng's wechat profile picture, and gritted his teeth. This old fox is so sophisticated.

"I can't chat properly anymore. Don't call me for any activities you have in the future." Yan Rusheng sent back a message, planning to fork off WeChat.