AWB Chapter 23 Actor Fang, Appropriate, OK, And, Stop
Chapter 23 Actor Fang, Appropriate, OK, And, Stop
Song Tang frowned, "Did he contact you?"
It's not surprising that Xue Hao knew from Ding Zixuan that he was with Fang Hening, but he didn't expect that someone surnamed Xue would directly send such threatening words to Fang Hening.
No wonder Fang Hening came to him, it must have something to do with this.
Fang Hening walked around to the side of the desk, leaned against the table and looked at Song Tang, and replied, "I've contacted you."
Song Tang couldn't help being irritable. He didn't want to be involved with the original owner's mess, and he didn't want those miscellaneous fish to find Fang Hening and cause trouble for the other party. "You block him, don't bother, I'll take care of it."
"What are you going to do with it?"
"Don't worry about it." Song Tang didn't look at Fang Hening, and his tone was a little cold. In fact, he hadn't considered how to face Xue Hao, and didn't want to talk about it.
Fang Hening narrowed his eyes slightly, and folded his arms to suppress the rising violent emotions. He didn't like Song Tang's tone of voice when he said this, which was cold and distant, but at the same time, he knew that the other party's words were just out of helplessness.
It's a cover up.
The office fell silent, Song Tang didn't look at Fang Hening, but felt that Fang Hening's mood was sinking.
He knew what to say at this moment to break the silent atmosphere, but he was annoyed and at a loss, his mind was full of mud, and he didn't know what to say.
It is rare that he still gets anxious when facing Fang Hening. He subconsciously looks at the drawer where he put the little doll, but his eyes tremble violently. The green thing caught in the gap of the drawer is not the bamboo the doll is holding, what else could it be? !
That little mung bean-sized green is particularly eye-catching among the white oak wood.
He clenched his fingers a little nervously.
When I met Xue Hao in the morning, he was in a bad mood, so he kneaded the little doll to vent his emotions between work, probably because he didn't pay much attention when he put it back, and even caught the long bamboo leaves on the bamboo in the panda doll's arms.
The slight change in Song Tang's mood did not escape Fang Hening's notice. He followed the other party's line of sight, and naturally saw the emerald green.
On the contrary, the tenseness of the people around him eased his mood a little, and he asked with interest: "What is that?"
Song Tang was startled, and turned his body sideways, trying to block that little omission, "It's nothing..."
"Can you show me?"
"No."
Fang Hening raised the corners of his lips, bent over and approached Song Tang who didn't look at him at all, lowered his voice, and said almost bewitchingly: "President Song, I've seen all the fluff in your bedroom, what's the inconvenience? Let me see you?"
Song Tang subconsciously turned his gaze to Fang Hening, the line of his lips stretched, "That's not the same thing!"
Fang Hening stared into Song Tang's eyes, and for a moment felt that the person with these clear eyes was a bit like a deer in the forest. His eyes were so clean that he could see to the bottom, and reflected his desire so that there was no room to hide.
He tilted his head, and moved closer, shortening the distance between the two to more than ten centimeters, "I guess—is it fluffy?"
The slowly protracted words, the intimacy in the tone that people can't ignore, the distance from which the other person's breath can be felt, and the meaning of this sentence all made Song Tang feel a little embarrassed and embarrassed.
He lowered his eyes and retorted not very confidently, "Don't talk nonsense."
"Then let me take a look, and I will follow what you said, block Xue Hao and leave him alone, and leave the matter to you."
"You're bargaining with me."
"Correct."
Fang Hening's answer was so neat that Song Tang choked. How could there be such a bargain with the benefactor? After all, he was too accommodating to Fang Hening.
But it doesn't matter if it's a friend.
He didn't want to talk about the original owner's mess with the other party for the time being, and with the idea of breaking the pot, he backed up a little to get out of the drawer. Anyway, Fang Hening had already entered his bedroom, so what's missing is this little doll.
Just look at it, look at it casually, Fang Hening can't do anything to him.
Song Tang's action was already tacit, Fang Hening put one hand on the opponent's leg, and opened the drawer with the other hand, and the panda cub lying on a pile of documents appeared in the sight of the two of them.
Song Tang cleared his throat first, and threatened calmly: "Fang Hening, if you dare to laugh and make fun of me, you won't have any part in the supper in the future."
Fang Hening took out the little doll and rubbed it. It felt quite good, but it was not as good as the texture of Song Tang's hair.
He looked at President Song, who said "ruthless" words on the surface, but was actually very nervous because of the exposure of the little secret, and his mood finally turned from cloudy to sunny.
He couldn't help laughing, and couldn't help teasing, "I don't laugh at you, I didn't laugh at you when I saw the fluff in that room, this little doll can't do it, little friend Song Tangtang, tell me, am I the first one?" Know you hide dolls in your desk drawer?"
Song Tang opened his eyes slightly, and stared at the smiling fox-like person, "Don't call me that, I just allow you to call me by my name directly, I don't let you use it freely! It's good to call me by my full name, no overlapping words, no words. Call me kid!"
"Okay, okay, so please answer my question directly, Mr. Song."
Song Tang looked at Fang Hening, speechless.
This face is still very pleasing to the eye, but this mouth is so eloquent that he wants to block it directly, so as not to make him unable to speak all day long.
It is a healing system, which does not conflict with having a heart.
He slowly took a breath, pushed back the person who was close to him, and said seriously: "Whether it's the bedroom at home or the office, you are the only one who has seen these besides me. And, stop."
Seeing that he was about to make people go crazy, Fang Hening obeyed the other party's words in a good mood, enough was enough, think about it, President Song was working in a serious manner on the surface, but he hid his hand under the table and rubbed the cute little doll.
This contrast, cough.
He stuffed the little doll back into Song Tang's hands, and comforted him, "It's all right, are you done? Let's go back together."
Song Tang hurriedly put the doll back in the drawer, closed it, and said seriously, "Right away, half an hour."
"Ok, I will wait for you."
"Ah."
Fang Hening was about to go back to the sofa and wait when his phone vibrated.
He glanced at him, said hello to Song Tang, walked out of the office, stood by the French window in the corridor, and answered the call from Fu Zongyuan, "Speak."
"Needless to say, Yang Qing told me that you were not in a good mood. I wanted to ask about the situation, but I knew it was all right by hearing your tone."
Fang Hening was really in a bad mood before he came, but Song Tang had an inexplicable healing effect, which was easily resolved before the crisis formed, and the other party might not even realize it.
He chuckled, "Song Tang has this talent."
"Okay, how do you plan to deal with the one that affects our actor Fang's mood?"
"Don't deal with it." Fang Hening's promise to Song Tang not to intervene just now was serious. His pair of dark eyes showed a quiet possessive desire.
Xue Hao is just a clown, he doesn't take it seriously, but with Song Tang's ability, this matter is not difficult to handle.
His voice was slightly mocking, "The more Xue Hao jumped, the more he pushed Song Tang towards me."
"Tsk tsk tsk, Song Tang met you, I really don't know if it's a blessing or a curse."
Fang Hening didn't answer, it was his blessing and misfortune, until the end, who knows, anyway, when he thinks of Song Tang, he feels that there is still some fun in the dull life, which is worth nostalgic for.
The two chatted for a while, Fang Hening hung up the phone, and just turned around when he heard the sound of the elevator door opening. He followed the sound and saw Liang Ying and Song Tao.
The author says:
Here comes the killer——
Before the company's security system was upgraded, Brother Song's highest authority was canceled, so this time it was Assistant Liang who brought it up.