Chapter 149

At this moment, for his bow to Jiang Junliang, LAN Jingyi told herself that she must not care about his past. She can't go in, but she must write about his future every day.

The smell of coffee is the same. The door of the Secretary's office is not closed outside, and the door of Jiang Junyue's office is not closed inside. If someone bumps in

God, LAN Jingyi can't imagine the consequences like that. If she is really caught by someone, how dare she come to work for Jiang's family in the future.

However, the more she struggled, the tighter her arm was, and she could not move away from him.

She really wanted to push him away, but she didn't feel powerless.

Outside the window, it's still raining. The rain is tangled together, just like two people entangled together at the moment. It's hard to separate each other any more.

In the slightly open black suit, the white shirt neatly wraps Jiang Jun's more robust body. LAN Jingyi's small hand subconsciously falls on his shirt. She is so embarrassed. Why does he dress so neatly? No, she wants him to be the same as her, so that she can balance.

The little hand untied the button of his shirt, but because of trembling, she couldn't untie it. She was in a hurry and used her strength fiercely. However, the strength made his button seem to be on the same bar with her, that is, she didn't open it tightly.

LAN Jingyi is worried, "Jiang Junyue..." She growled like a kitten.

"Well?"

"Don't buy shirts of this brand in the future." I'm so tired. The button is so tight. She's worried. She just can't get it off.

"Ha ha..." He chuckled. Although she didn't make it clear, he glanced at her impatient little face and understood it. His big hand held her little hand, and then he pulled it hard, "brush Brush Brush... " One, two, three

The buttons fell to the ground like beads one by one. When the clear voice suddenly sounded, it also showed Jiang Jun's Bronze chest. When he touched it with his little hand, he didn't have any fat. I really don't know how he maintained it.

Suddenly, the delicate body under the body is stiff. LAN Jingyi's charming black eyes are filled with fog. On him, where her eyes reach is a scratch.

Last night, he didn't go home.

But suddenly, Mou Guang light light Piao saw the mist in her eyes, and her white little hand is falling on his chest and abdomen, at this time, motionless.

There, a small piece of red mark was injured by Cheng Qingyang when he was fighting with him last night. In fact, Cheng Qingyang was worse than him.

"Yi Yi, I..."

Suddenly, taking advantage of Jiang Jun's stupefied Kung Fu, LAN Jingyi reaches for a push. With this push, she uses almost all her strength. This sudden surprise makes her succeed. She jumps off the desk in a panic and runs to the door to tidy up her clothes. Fortunately, it is Jiang Jun Yue who has been pulled the button instead of her. Otherwise, she will not be gone .

Jiangjun more Zheng in situ, he did not chase out, only a pair of deep pupil eyes quietly watching lanjingyi escape from his vision, looking at the door shaking and shaking, finally, very quiet closed.

Damn it, he forgot the fight with Cheng Qingyang last night. But now he goes to LAN Jingyi to explain it. It's no doubt that it's black. It's only black. Because he explained to her that he went to make soup with his friends.

Can you make a red mark like that?

It's actually silt marks.

Looking down at the shirt that he could no longer wear, he suddenly laughed. Only lanjingyi, the little wild cat, would blush because she couldn't open the button. She was so cute.

Jiang Jun more simply pulled off his coat, and then stripped his shirt, and then stepped up his long legs into the office of the rest room, the rest room has a small bathroom, not big, but very clean.

He retreated all the shelter on his body. The more Jiang Jun turned on the tap, the woman would never satisfy him. But he, for the time being, didn't think how to explain the red dots on his body to her, so he just put them on.

Put it on, wait until the temperature drops, and then find a suitable time to find out everything, and the canal will become a channel.

cold water poured on the body, listening to the sound of the patter, and the rain outside the window mingled together, with a faint and gloomy taste, God is awesome, it really rained.

But also let him today's mood is very bad, Jiang Junliang said, he is doubtful, also need to go to research, what, wait to find out and then decide.

He is not in a hurry.

Anxious can not eat hot tofu, this truth has taught him since childhood.

It took half an hour to take a cold bath, and then I poured out the fire. At least, I didn't put the tent in a conspicuous place.

She came out wearing a coat and trousers and sat gracefully on the chair. She was comfortable and had the same taste as LAN Jingyi before she left. She was elegant and fragrant.

Hand slowly picked up the phone, three numbers, is Lan Jingyi desk inside number, "ring Lingling Lingling... " The phone rang seven or eight times, there just slowly pick up, but, in response to his now not dedicated, LAN Jingyi didn't say a word.It seems that he is angry with him. Who else will he be angry with?

He was right last night.

Wrong just told a good lie, just did not expect that this lie was exposed too fast, fast, let him some overwhelmed.

After taking a deep breath, Jiang Jun said, "I'll give you half an hour to go to the fashion shop opposite the company and buy me a shirt. Well, go." Later, the softer the voice, she was angry, he knew.

"The company didn't pay me, so I quit." Lanjingyi yells, she's done.

The red mark on his chest was too much for her to shake her head.

I have to leave with my legs raised, because he doesn't explain, because not explaining is default.

Then she foolishly believed that he was going to soak some ghost soup. What was there to soak? Was the hot spring soup not good enough in the villa in the middle of the mountain before?

Stepping on high-heeled shoes and kicking out of the office, my mother quit and let him be a young master. Is she going to be an aggrieved daughter-in-law?

She doesn't want it.

He has women and she can have men.

The mobile phone suddenly rings.

Look at the number, she answered her is a dog, die also don't answer Jiang Junyue's phone.

He's a bad guy, a big bad guy.

The elevator is on.

When I step in, my mobile phone stops and rings again. This time, it's just a short message.

Angry looked down, a message suddenly in front of me, "half an hour can't see shirt, tonight xiaozhuangzhuang sleep with me."

Damn, he threatened her with his son. Is that his ability?

Hate hate kick to the elevator door.

Pain, pain she bared her teeth, can't help breathing, just eased some.

Son, it's really her weakness.

As the elevator goes down one by one, LAN Jingyi sighs one by one. When the elevator stops, her mind is full of sons.

Son.

Son.

In addition to the son or son.

Well, it's just for the sake of my son to buy shirts for his father.

Seeing LAN Jingyi get out of the building in a huff, and recalling the way she kicks the elevator door in anger, Jiang Jun smiles lazily. The way the woman gets angry, in fact, is very lovely.

"What can I do for you, miss?" Angrily, he went into the fashion shop opposite Jiangshi building. There were famous brands everywhere. Er, he knew the clothes were good, so he asked her to buy them in such a place.

But she really didn't want to buy such a good shirt for him. The uglier the better.

"Look around." She roared, bad temper to the extreme, never bad, just like the original son lost how also can't find the time, the heart is particularly uncomfortable.

After turning around, even the worst shirts here have three or five hundred. This shop is a shop that can be patronized by the rich.

The more he wants things here, the less she will buy them here, that is, not buy them for him.

Finally, she went out, but it rained heavily outside. When she came out, she was in a bad temper and forgot to take an umbrella. She ran over in the rain. But looking at the current situation outside, she would be drowned if she went back in the rain. She would not be embarrassed any more. She was annoyed when she thought of the confusion in his office.

Half an hour.

More than ten minutes have passed.

Lanjingyi missed her son.

If it wasn't for her son, she wouldn't buy it for him.

It's raining harder and harder. LAN Jingyi is in a hurry.

The Mou Guang Piao passes around, buy an umbrella, otherwise, be drenched, someone will certainly laugh at her.

Open the backpack, rummage through the money inside, work with him, thinking of him, she didn't care whether she had money or not. Now she found that she had no money and no card.

Damn, Jiang Junyue asked her to buy such an expensive shirt for him. Don't even think about it.

She only has more than 30 yuan.

There is a grocer at the corner of the alley. In the open air, he is holding a temporary shed. LAN Jingyi runs close to the wall and sees the flower umbrella in a prominent position on the stall.

Whenever it rains, the stall owners will put out their umbrellas, so that they can sell more umbrellas.

"How much is the umbrella?" Picked up a look, very common umbrella.

"Ten."

It's cheap. "OK, I'll take this one." Just about to pay, Mou Guang suddenly glanced at a shirt in a pile of things, the shirt packaging is complete, is brand new, "how much is that shirt?" Red color, ha ha, that color is very festive.

"Twenty five." The boss warmly took over the words, can sell one more is one.

LAN Jingyi calculated the money in his bag, "boss, do you sell the umbrella and this shirt?" She had only thirty-two yuan in her bag, so she bought this stall for Jiang Junyue. Looking at the bright red shirt, she began to imagine Jiang Junyue's appearance when he was wearing it. The bright red one was very cheap. I don't know what his mouth would look like when he was wearing it.