952: Not So Young

Not So Young

Tang Luo's face froze.1

"You like Miss Yuan a lot?"

"It's not that I like her. It's that she likes you," Mo Bonan said.

"But I don't like her!" Tang Luo sternly denied. "Even if I liked girls, which I don't… But I don't like her!"

"Even if?" Mo Bonan caught the words. "That means you like boys?"

Tang Luo didn't know what to say. His reasoning ability was great!

She laughed dryly, "Brother Bonan, I'm still young. Why are you telling me this?"

"Young?"

Mo Bonan's eyes looked her up and down, lingering on a certain part of her bottom for a while, his eyes intrigued.

Tang Luo couldn't help but feel like crossing her legs when he looked at her.

She almost became angry. He was harassing her, right?

Before she could get angry, Mo Bonan looked up again and met her eyes, "Didn't you say before that you've grown up and wanted to move out? How come now you're young again?"

Tang Luo laughed dryly, "Well, things change all the time! I am now focused on work and school! Let's wait until I get into college. It's too early to talk about this!"

She took advantage of Mo Bonan's inattention and pulled her hand out of his palm.

Holy crap!

He didn't use much force, but his grip was really tight! It felt like her wrist was going to break.

When Tang Luo pulled her slender wrist away, Mo Bonan could not help but move his hand, feeling a different sensation.

He didn't notice it before, but now he realized that her wrist was very thin and her skin was delicate.

So slender… How could she be a boy?!

His eyelids lowered, and it was hard to distinguish the various thoughts in his eyes.

Tang Luo did not pay attention to his eyes, shying away from the topic. 

"Brother Bonan, don't you have something to do? I have to go back, my colleagues are here."

"Are you going back to the office? Not done with work yet?" Mo Bonan asked, narrowing his eyes.

"No, it's all done," Tang Luo shook her head. "I'm ready to go back home."

As soon as the words left her mouth, she knew she had said the wrong thing.

Without waiting for her to bite her tongue, Mo Bonan spoke up, "Well then, let's go back together."

"Hm..." Tang Luo wanted to go back to a minute ago and change what she said. "I'm going..."

"You're not going back?"

"Back."

In the end, Tang Luo could only go back to her table, say goodbye to her colleagues, who were still excited, and leave with her head hanging down.

"Hey, what's the boss doing?" One of the guys in the group nudged Ren Juncheng and wondered, "Why did he come back all upset after going to pay the bill? Was he harassed by girls?"

Ren Juncheng said, "I think so."

"Crap!" The guy tsked, his face full of envy. "Sure enough, this world still looks at faces! How come people as talented as us are not adored by beautiful women?"

Ren Juncheng looked at him with a difficult expression, "Ah-Luo seems to have talent in addition to his looks."

Tang Luo's skills were the best among their group. Otherwise, who would accept him as their boss?!

Although he was the youngest, his demeanor and aura were not ordinary, and his strength was even stronger.

The guy acted as if he had been struck by lightning and cried out in pain as he held his head, "Why are you tearing me down? People who're weak should not be insulted, okay!"

The others came over, and after asking about the situation, they also followed suit and whined.

Ren Juncheng watched the group of people hugging and crying together, complaining about the injustice of the world.

What was he doing with this group of losers?

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