"Um." Michelle Mackenzie nodded. "You don't need to go to the company tomorrow, you can take a day off."
"No need, you don't have to worry." Kaya Jones stubbornly refused to listen.
Michelle Mackenzie frowned at her.
"I do not worry."
"Really?" Kaya Jones rested her right hand on the table, rested her chin on the back of her hand, and stared at him with curved eyes. One of her eyebrows raised in amusement.
Someone was being teased so blatantly that they couldn't say anything, their eyes gradually became terrifyingly deep.
Kaya Jones sat up straight, pretended to arrange miscellaneous things on the table and then obediently went to make coffee for him. Recently Michelle Mackenzie rarely drinks coffee, moreover, the taste is getting different, she makes tea a habit forever.
That day, the tired look of Kaya Jones inadvertently made Michelle Mackenzie pay more attention to her. During the process of working, she felt his eyes go back and forth on her countless times.