The supervisor does not die from a debt

Supervisor Doesn't Die From Mouth Owe

"Hey~ Actually, I really like to play with my future sister, but this kind of opportunity is so rare that I look forward to it every time, and then wait until the end and start looking forward to the next time!"

The supervisor nodded noncommitantly, and continued to follow her to finish the song, and then stretched out: "Okay, I should leave, too, the future lady's equipment will probably allow her to move for a while, right? I won’t bother you to deepen your relationship...Huh?"

Seeing Ling turned around and sat directly on the supervisor's lap, looking at him seriously, her clear eyes were so pure that she could even see the reflection of Miss Future.

"Supervisor, when you rest, it means that you have the greatest autonomy, even if you are a future sister, you have been resting here to the limit of your activities. I will not complain or feel sad, even because you are here. You can get double happiness!"

The supervisor was very touched, but he couldn't do anything, or that he couldn't do anything with the body. To be honest, because Christina had been watching, the supervisor even planned to make trouble.

Suddenly he stretched out his hand, interlocked with the bell’s ten fingers in a very comic manner and then pulled it up. The whole person sat upright, and put his head over with a slight smile, almost reaching the point of the other’s nose with the tip of his nose—and then admired The current situation does not match expectations, and the expression of a slightly flustered bell.

"I want to correct what I said before, Miss Future said, Chris will also enjoy it. I really want to like it in my heart. Sure enough, it's better to ring."

Then he quickly got out of his arms and immersed himself in the endless darkness.

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The darkness dissipated, and when the light was received in his eyes again, the supervisor only felt the sudden severe pain, which made him immediately let out a scream without hesitation—then he saw that Ling Xian’s arm was wrapped in a pile driver. The machine, the sharp nail head is aimed at him.

In the roar and the jet of gas, the supervisor subconsciously turned sideways. After avoiding the firing needle, he forcibly endured the pain of his whole body. At the same time, he paid the price of breaking the bones in half of his arm into dregs. A battery on the exoskeleton was forcibly pulled down.

Then he threw it into the corner, causing a relatively violent explosion.At this time, although the supervisor was slightly in the upper hand, he did not dare to relax at all, but he tightened his nerves even more.

Because the Lingxian on the opposite side was unable to drive this energy-consuming weapon, he threw it directly to the ground, and replaced it with a sharp weapon that extended from the arm and had a structure that people couldn't ignore.

What's so dying is that the supervisor took the time to look at the side. In the office area, Aoba is holding a hand and cheering on the supervisor happily.

Today, I don’t need to marinate you with white wine to make wine flow out of the pores.

The supervisor took the initiative to step up, and his fate was naturally needless to say. Just under the shadow of the sword and sword, it was very difficult to guarantee that he could barely survive.

Not to mention that Ling Xian seemed to have taken some medicine today. Although his expression didn't have any particularly big ups and downs, his movements were obviously quite passionate, quick and efficient.

Until the last bell rang, the supervisor only felt that he was even desperate--not that he could not beat him, but that this kind of senseless ordeal made him extremely tired and plunged into a brief depression.

"Supervisor, your performance today is very good, don't blame yourself excessively, because this is an inevitable result."

Ling Xian let the treatment equipment start to work, the light green clouds enveloped him, coupled with the reasonable combination of medicines, the supervisor only felt that the exhausted power in the body came from nowhere, and began to constantly repair himself.

But he still wanted to lie on the ground, motionless, like a salted fish.

Lingxian didn't care about this either. After removing the exoskeleton device on her body, she lifted the supervisor and walked to the office area.

Then he placed the supervisor lightly on the chair, and the latter made a strange statement of "Ahhh, I am going to die," but it did not affect the recovery process that Lingxian prepared for him.

Aoba also quickly leaned over, and asked the supervisor about her. Of course, it also contained some apologies that she had accidentally swayed over the traits.

The main reason is that I am worried that I will be settled by the supervisor. You must know that the supervisor is the kind of person who basically doesn't take the grudges seriously, but once you remember the grudges, you must write a small book, and then if you have the opportunity, you will settle the accounts .

"Don't worry, Aoba, I usually don't hold grudges, because I reported them on the spot...just a joke, I'm such a generous person, and you didn't do anything wrong. By the way, cough cough cough... today Is there something going on here so early?"

The supervisor coughed and spit out a blood clot from his throat, and then when he said this refreshingly, Aoba only felt that he was a little bit cold.

Author's message:

PS: This month is going to end... Next is November with no holidays.

PS4:...Alright, please ask for a ticket and a blade. In short, please don't forget--

1050. Don't force others to do anything they shouldn't do

To be honest, Aoba came to flee because of her assistant...ah, one, two and three seniors. Recently, somehow, her progress in psychological counseling was terrible, and she was even able to guide others alone. .

However, because he was not good at communicating with people, the only person who directed the single-person guidance was Aoba. As a result, he was too relaxed and even almost exposed the supervisor's information.

So now One, Two, Three is receiving intensive tutoring, and Aoba fled here, intending to calm down the heart that almost stopped beating before, so that it can continue to work well.

The supervisor looked at Aoba suspiciously, then Lingxian wiped her face with a towel, and wiped all the blood on her face, and then asked directly: "It's not that the salary is all used up. I plan to come to me for free. Will you drink your wine?"

"Ahaha... how could it happen, supervisor, apart from anything else, I also have extra income? It's completely different from Miss Reimu!"

Then Aoba paused, and squeezed her fingers embarrassedly: "But, but, the income is probably about the same as the expenses, and there is no share saved, so I can't make a deal with the supervisor... How much do you want?"

Why does this say that the supervisor is a hotel owner, and he has to pay when he comes over?

So the supervisor waved his hand, took the towel and wiped it vigorously, and then he sighed: "No, I'm not a person who needs money and food... Anyway, let me rest for a while, Ling Xian, take it. Is there anything else that needs to be done next?"

Turning over the work board in his hand, Ling Xian nodded, the rabbit ears on his head swayed, making the supervisor look like a twitch.

"Next I will go back to the research institute and continue the configuration of new drugs. It may be later today. If there is not enough time, I may not come to your side... If you need me, you can also get from the pharmacy. By the way, find someone to come and inform me."

After speaking, Lingxian thought for a while, opened the small box, took out a glass pharmacy group in a carton from the box and gave it to the supervisor, saying that these are all medicines that can quickly restore the body's ability, and then left.

After lying down for a while, the supervisor grabbed a teapot containing black tea from the mercury lamp, drank it and put it on the table, let Aoba make another pot of tea, and then stood up and moved his body.

"I'll rinse it out first and come back soon... and, if you plan to drink it first, there is a bottle of table wine in the freezer that I forgot to drink before. If you don't dislike it, please drink it first."

After speaking, the supervisor rushed directly into the bathroom. To be honest, the uniform on his body was actually quite durable. Even if it was pierced by a sharp blade many holes, it can still keep the subject intact now... Armor, really right.

In short, when Aoba and the mercury lamp were left in the room, they were speechless. After a while, Aoba poured a pot of tea for the mercury lamp and opened the freezer to find that there was not only the bottle of wine, but also There is a pile of Coke stuffed in it, looking at the date, it is many days ago.

Thinking about it this way, in fact, the supervisor has never prescribed a Coke since he drank a mental energy drink as water. As a person who has always claimed that he has a carbonic acid addiction, is it a bit too harsh?

Thinking of this, Aoba thought for a while, then picked up the work board and sent a message to Ling Xian. After getting the definite reply, he happily put down the board, opened the table wine, and poured it into a transparent glass. Inside, squinted his eyes, and started drinking the oranges while checking the progress of the work.

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When the supervisor walked out of the bathroom with a warm body, covered in a faint mist, wearing a shirt and trousers, he was surprised to see that Aoba did not finish the wine, but left a cup on the table. There is a handwritten note paper.

"Why did she leave suddenly? What happened? Your Highness Mercury, do you have a clue?"

"Huh? Can I have any clues? After seeing the board in her hand, the human being suddenly changed his face and left without even saying hello to you... No, this is a message she left behind."

The mercury lamp flapped its wings lightly, sitting on a pile of books like an outsider, while the supervisor walked over and took a look at the note held by the glass.

'I have something to leave temporarily!It’s not a bad thing, don’t worry!I haven't finished the wine, ask the supervisor to help me drink it!'

How should I put it? It is a message that fits Aoba's style... So the supervisor poured the glass of wine into his mouth, sat down and took the unprocessed documents, but looked directly at the staff rest area.

Today’s rest area is still the same as before, except that the pink headdresses on many employees’ heads have disappeared somehow, while others have tied white bunny ears-like bow headdresses to their arms-these are not problems. Mainly, the supervisor saw a somewhat familiar employee walking on the street at this time.

It is important to know that the company has a large number of people, and the supervisor has not purchased any plug-in for the rest area so far, so what you see now is only a flat screen. It is still a bit strange to be able to see specific familiar employees in non-specific areas.

So the supervisor followed Qin Yeqian with long pink hair for a while, and found that she had specially bought a glass of ice cream with beautiful blue and milky white from a store on the second floor, and then turned around. go back.