"An Xiaoxiao, can you focus a bit? Stop giggling like that, that man is practically drooling on the ground."
An Xiaoxiao ignored the voice in her ear, continued to smile sweetly, and brushed past the man opposite her. The scent of Chanel No. 10 made the man's throat dry for a moment.
He didn't notice that his name tag had disappeared.
"Mind your own business! Shut up!"
Smiling sweetly, answering through gritted teeth.
This Bai Yiyi is always stirring things up.
Yu Weiwei brushed past her opposite, successfully wearing the name tag on her chest.
Wearing an elegant pencil skirt, she gracefully swiped her card to pass through the building's security system, smiling warmly and greeting the guard.
"Hi, are you on duty today?"
The security guard shyly lowered his gaze, glancing at Yu Weiwei's ID, the photo with youthful dignity, "Yes!"
He didn't expect such a pretty girl would remember a security guard like him.
Could it be that he might have some romantic encounter?
