Chapter 884

So Very good.

She looked at Song Changlin, who should be replying to what news, and looked at the computer screen very seriously. Her eyes were bright and black like obsidian, and her handsome face was also beautiful because he put in more work than she could say.

Anyway, handsome is right.

Such a good uncle is perfect. The goddess is really lucky.

She A little envious, a little not

No, no, no, you are crazy. This is my brother-in-law. It's said that no evil thoughts can be aroused again.

Thinking about Jia, song Changlin looks away from the computer screen, looks at her and asks curiously, "what are you thinking?"

She was surprised.

In response, she felt her face was very hot. She quickly lowered her head and clapped her face with her hands. Then she looked up at Song Changlin. "Do you only like tall, long and beautiful girls, uncle?"

As soon as she asked, she regretted it.

What is she doing? What is she doing?

Gu Nianjia was afraid that song Changlin could see her evil idea, so he stammered again, "I I'll just ask, you don't have to answer me when I haven't asked. "

Her voice is still in decline. Song Changlin says, "almost."

Pretty much?

After thinking about jialeng, jialeng responds with a sense of loss and uncontrollable depression.

She bowed her head. "Oh..."

It turns out that my brother-in-law is just as superficial, and men are all the same.

But Mother's stature is so tall, the chest is also quite big, why didn't heredity give her a bit, how did she just one meter six.

She looked down at her chest, raised her hands and grabbed it. "It's a B at best, and she's still trying to be strong."

Why God did not give her a good figure, such a mediocre figure, hindered her many prospects.

Gu Nianjia forgot that this was Changlin's office in Songcheng and that song Changlin was watching her.

"What are you doing?"

Hearing song Changlin's voice, she trembled with fear and hurriedly left her chest.

God, God

What did she just do?

In front of my uncle, grab my chest???

"Ah..." Gu Nianjia looks up and stutters at the deep eyes of Changlin in the Song Dynasty.

Song Changlin looks at her confused.

Gu Nianjia hurriedly lowered her head again. "No, I suddenly have chest pain. I have to go. The plane can't catch up."

Incoherently, she immediately ran to the door with her bag.

Lying trough lying trough lying trough, embarrassed to death.

Gu Nianjia, why are you so shameless? You're going to die. Just find a crack and drill in.

She must be sick, brain bad, will dirty want to let his uncle say like himself.

"I'll see you off."

Song Changlin gets up and keeps up.

He strided very fast and followed his steps to the door.

Gu Nianjia stops, shakes her head and rejects him. "You don't have to give it to my uncle. I'll take a taxi myself Just take a taxi. "

She dare not lift her head.

"Jiajia." Song Changlin noticed the abnormality of caring for Jia, frowned and stared at her and said, "is there anything?"

His voice is still tender and tender above the consideration of Jia.

It's like the spring breeze of February and March, as if it's brushed from the string of caring for Jia.

Yinnianjia can't control herself. She looks up at him. Her black shirt is like a well carved handsome face. Her eyes are as gentle as water.