"Continue to refuel." Ji Heng has come to the girl, his body shape is transparent in the light integrated into the landing window, his side face is angular and beautiful, his skin color is cold and white to almost transparent, his thin lips are holding an arc of laughter, and he slowly puts his things on the tea table next to the sofa and pushes them to dye white.
It was obviously a three-year simulation of the five-year college entrance examination.
Dyed white: "
Ran Bai wants to tear up may third.
Wasted sleeping time to take an exam, and finally got a 53?
Sick, isn't it.
The girl's face was expressionless, cold, with delicate eyebrows and eyes, but it gave people a very fierce feeling for no reason.
Ji Heng coughed softly, "of course."
The children are also very cute when they are fried
Ji Heng put one hand behind him, and then suddenly raised his hand. On his long, bony hand, he held a cold, small and exquisite glass jar. The bottle cap was tied into a bow with a light purple ribbon. It contained all kinds of colorful sweets. He lay quietly in the glass jar, like stars or exploding fireworks, And half a cool color.
"How can I only give you the test paper." the man's eyebrows and eyes are noble, and he looks more handsome in the halo. He bends down slightly, and the clean and pleasant smell of cold fragrance lingers around his side. He holds the glass jar against the translucent texture of his hands.
"I know you like sugar." although Ji Heng doesn't understand how the children's cool temperament can like that kind of sweet thing, it doesn't prevent Ji Heng from customizing candy as a gift to dye Bai, "take it."
Ranbai's expression eased slightly. She reached out and took a look at the bow on it: "..."
Then it was pulled away directly and neatly. The lavender ribbon with star awn was wrapped around the girl's slender fingers like condensed jade, which looked particularly beautiful.
She poured out two candies on the palm of her hand. The candy in the translucent glass jar was like the shining stars in the night, revealing a faint awn.
Dye Bai picked up the delicate tip of her eyebrows, then opened the sugar paper, and found that the chocolate candy was clearly engraved with a word.
White.
When she finished eating, she knew that each candy with different shapes and tastes was clearly engraved with this small and fine font, which was the white of her name.
All candy.
Customized.
the one and only.
After two seconds, the girl handed the candy to her lips and bit it. The tip of her tongue touched the candy. It exuded the rich sweetness of chocolate, and inadvertently revealed a slightly astringent taste, which instantly filled her mouth.
"Is it delicious?" Ji Heng sat on the side of the sofa, looked at the girl's action and asked with a smile.
"OK." ran Bai slowly spits out two words, holds the bottle of cold glass in his hand, lowers his eyes and plays casually without letting go.
Ji Heng smiled faintly when he noticed the action of dyed white.
"Come here," said ranbai suddenly.
Ji Heng heard the girl's clear voice, subconsciously turned his face, looked in the direction of dyeing white, and looked at his dark eyes.
The soft touch flashed by without warning.
The touch of white fingertips rubbing against thin lips is like a slight current running away.
After Ji Heng reacted, dyed white had taken back his hand, and only the sweet, soft and rich flavor of candy bloomed on the taste buds.
"Is it sweet?" ran Bai leaned lazily and asked him the same question.
Ji Heng raised his fingertips, gently touched his thin lips, and took back his hand as if nothing had happened. The tip of his tongue slowly rubbed along the concave and convex word of the candy, "it's very sweet."
Because in the company,
The man is also wearing a straight pure black suit and meticulous tie. Even the shirt button is very abstinent and buckled to the top one, covering the sexy collarbone. You can see an arc, a sharp and beautiful jaw, and a faint demagogic and sexy Adam's apple line.
He leaned on the sofa, and his long legs, which were more straight, were stretched to one side at will. His body was as slender as jade. His cold and arrogant aura converged slightly, and he looked as deep and introverted as the exquisite mural precipitated for thousands of years, but his pride could not be concealed. When he looked sideways, his deep eyes were particularly exciting, as if he could see through the depths of his soul.
"You stay here for a while and go home with me after work."
Dyed white let out a rascal and didn't speak again.
Ji Heng returned to his desk and turned on the computer again. There was a faint white light from the computer screen.
There was a knock on the door,
"Enter."
The assistant pushed the door in with the document in his hand.
He saw the figure of the girl on the untimely sofa, which made his fingers tremble and almost threw the document on the ground.
The assistant's panic spread.
Female, female?
Living woman?
There's a girl in Ji's office?!
Ji Heng slightly screwed off his eyebrows, leaned back against the back of the chair, and supported the table with one hand. The whole man slipped back, and the seat turned slightly. The man looked lonely and indifferent, and his voice was very light: "what's the matter?"
The cold voice in his ear like a devil made the assistant come back to his senses, inexplicably cold and impervious to half the temperature.
The assistant held the lower lip hard and hesitated slightly whether to speak.
"If you have something to say," Ji Heng knocked twice on the table, his long eyelashes hanging slightly.
"OK." the assistant took a deep breath, forced himself to distort his sight, went to the desk, put the blue folder on it, reported the work content, and finally said respectfully: "Mr. Ji, Mr. Sun has been waiting for you for three weeks. Look?"
"Mr. Sun?" the imported pen unconsciously turned a circle at his fingertips. Ji Heng slowly opened his mouth and was silent, thinking about who Mr. Sun was.
The assistant understood what Ji Heng thought and reluctantly added: "it's the general manager of pinsi group. Pinsi group is..."
After the assistant's report, he was quiet for two seconds. Ji Heng let go and left his pen on the table casually. "The time is set at 8 o'clock tomorrow evening, Yehua club."
"OK." the assistant breathed a sigh of relief. As soon as he was ready to go out, he heard Ji Heng speak in a calm and shallow voice.
"Go and buy a mocha and... Original pearl milk tea."
The assistant stopped.
Mocha, he can understand. Milk tea???
Has President Ji changed his taste? When did you like drinking milk tea?
The assistant's eyes drifted subconsciously to the position of the sofa.
The man seemed a little impatient. He lay on his side on the sofa and covered his face with a black coat. He could see that he was tall and lazy.
"OK!" the assistant answered.
The sky soon darkened, the sun slowly fell on the horizon until it disappeared.
The sunset clouds filled thousands of miles like thin smoke, and even the pure white clouds were stained with beautiful Fei color.