The supervisor does not die from a debt

After drinking for half a cup, the supervisor suddenly realized that the conversation was not right, and shook his head quickly. As it progresses, it may become a strange plot unfolding, which is no good.

So he shook Qingye casually: "Well, you drink too much, do you want to lie down and rest for a while?"

"It's okay~ Director, and it’s very comfortable to stay with him. I can drink more, no problem, as much as I can~"

Speaking and singing, Qing Ye pulled the supervisor's clothes unwilling to let go, swayingly raised the cup, looked at it in confusion, and then drank it.

Although Aoba's drinking is indeed relieving stress, it is really scary to look like she is about to fill herself with alcohol, making the supervisor wonder if she will report to Ling Xian next second.

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905. Is this the only way to seal it!

When Futaba jumped into the office, the first thing he smelled was the volatilized taste of drinks, mixed with the aroma of food, and filled the office with a certain...chaotic feeling.

Quickly took out the work board for strong ventilation, Futaba saw that the supervisor was holding a glass of wine helplessly, and Aoba was like a boneless cat, his whole person stuck to the supervisor, while urging him to drink. While pouring to myself, it is completely different from the usual well-behaved.

She walked over quickly and thought about it for a while and reminded: "Miss Aoba, if you drink it again, you will become and pickle. My brother thinks so too, right?"

"Don't stop me~ It's rare to be so happy, being so comfortable with the supervisor, I don't want to leave at all~ If Ms. Futaba wants to stop me, I will..."

Speaking of it, Aoba does not like employees. In addition to her very demanding training, there seems to be another problem with collecting the dark history of employees.

Futaba also thought of this. She leaned over quickly, intending to hold the other person’s mouth to prevent her from speaking. The supervisor was quite interested, so she did not hesitate to put down the wine glass, subdue Futaba with one hand, and let her do anything. You can't get rid of the struggle.

"I'm going to tell the supervisor that Ms. Futaba will record the surveillance video of the supervisor, Tomono, and Miss Ling Xian... Hmm, and then secretly pinch his legs...huh..."

There is no need to "tell", now you have said it, and it is in front of the parties, and in front of the two parties.But watching the video is normal, but...

The supervisor turned his head and looked at Futaba, whose complexion was flushed red, redder than the green leaves that drank alcohol, and even redder than the cooked crabs: "What is the act of pinching a leg? Do you need to exercise when you are overpowered? Just follow it. The same as when I was forced to run a lap?"

"Wow ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

Futaba, who had just arrived today, screamed strangely and ran away, rushing directly into the elevator, without even giving the supervisor a chance to stop it.

"Hehehe~ It's not just Ms. Futaba, I will tell you the recorder~ Ms. Ling Xian will also ask Ms. Hui Ye, what kind of posture is more suitable~"

Recorder?This person has already drunk so much that he even confuses the supervisor with the things he usually uses to record information?

Reaching out and shook her shoulders, when the supervisor was about to say something, Aoba waved her hand and lay down: "It was recorded in an encrypted area~ Actually, I, I also thought of the supervisor as a side dish recently~"

"The supervisor is very powerful, and the speed of growth is also fast~ When I think of Miss Chino's appearance, I feel a little envious, and my body will become warm...just like now..."

The supervisor sat there quite speechlessly, intending to respond as if he was an unsentimental'uhhhhh' machine, but seeing the guy Aoba's mouth never stopped, he started to shake Christina's gossip. He hurriedly covered Aoba's mouth.

Then I rummaged in the small drawer and found a pill of sobering medicine left. Put it in her mouth regardless of the three or seventy-one, pinched Aoba's nose, and poured it into her with water.

Thanks to Christina's absence now, otherwise it is estimated that the water cannon that doubles the size of the ice and water mixture will greet her.

…………

...

Half an hour later, Aoba’s alcohol strength gradually faded with the help of the special medicine. When she opened her eyes, she saw that the supervisor was sitting on the office chair with his legs up, flipping through documents that seemed to never finish. ,very quiet.

"Woo... my head hurts a bit, I seem to be drinking too much... Director, when is it now?"

The supervisor glanced at her, and then replied: "It's too late. Tomono said that today I want to accompany my beloved, who is almost exhausted, so I am here. Suzusen seems to be conducting some experiment and is temporarily online, so it will be late for a while. , May come after the curfew."

"Huh? A curfew? Isn't that already..."

Turning over a page of the document, the supervisor quietly replied: "Yes, it's already curfew. If you want to rest, you can rest now. The bed is there. But before that I have a small question."

Aoba rubbed her head and sat upright, a little dizzy.

"Hmm? What's the problem, Director, you can know anything you want..."

"I just want to know, in your mind, I turned out to be someone who likes to bully Tomano and Suzusen in excessive ways, such as suffocation or something."

Aoba instantly turned pale, and she stiffly raised her head to look at the supervisor: "Could it be that after I drank too much--"

"Well, I’ve said it all. To be honest, I’m very surprised. I thought you looked small and worked so hard. You probably didn’t have the idle time to understand some meaningless content. But I didn’t expect to share it with you. The department director’s notebook is more diligent than anyone else."

Putting down the file, the supervisor turned his arm around and stared at Aoba: "To be honest, I'm quite happy. After all, I actually have such a high degree of affection with others... Well, but I also thought of being questioned about my character, so The mood is quite subtle."

"Woo...I'm sorry, Director, I didn't actually think so much, but, that... role playing?"

"Oh, play."

Lowering her head embarrassedly fiddling with her fingers, Aoba carefully raised her eyes to peek at the supervisor: "Well, could it be that you are angry...?"

"Of course not, but there is one thing that I care about. What a drunk person says can't be taken seriously, so now I'll ask again."

The supervisor hugged his arms and asked Aoba as if looking at the students (seemingly), "You said you want to be held by me like other people, are you drinking too much nonsense or is it true?"

"of course it's true!"

Subconsciously shouted out, Aoba blinked, and turned his head: "Subconsciously, and directly ask the girl this kind of question directly, the supervisor will be beaten and then harassed!"

"Really, I'm more straightforward. Is that true or fake?"

"Woo...Is this a harsh torture? It's true, it's true!"

So what happened next was natural. Since there was no outsider interruption, and no routine breaking through, Aoba had a good experience of how the supervisor became stronger from Tomano's offensive.

Ling Xian walked out of the elevator and saw that the supervisor was sitting cross-legged on the bed with some trouble.

By his side, the whole body was plunged into the bedding, and Aoba, which was extremely unsightly, as if it had been broken, was lying on his stomach, and his whole body was trembling slightly, with no feedback even to external stimuli.

How can I say it, after all, all the traits are based on cheering others, Aoba's physical strength is not even comparable to that of his peers, and it is understandable to lose instantly, right.

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PS: The new month has begun!But I just feel that the body is heavier...

906. Be prepared, today's work is about to...

To be honest, waking up in the middle of the night is not good news, because it means that the supervisor has a nightmare again-this time it is strange, he dreamed that there was a ray of light or a revelation in the distance calling him.

However, I woke up before I even planned to move. The top of my head is dim but I can see the light in the room. On the left hand is Ling Xian's very sensitive body, and on the right is Aoba which is quite green, but somewhat The embrace of taste.

How should I say it, if Chino is there at this time, then he probably has to experience the feeling of a ghost pressing a bed... No, the question is why he woke up.

Ling Xian seemed to be aware of this, she quietly opened her eyes and put a hand on the supervisor's forehead: "Have you had a nightmare?"

"No, it's just a little uneasy."