Chapter 308

At ten o'clock in the evening, the spacious and quiet bedroom, two people do their own things under the lazy light.

It seems a calm scene, but the atmosphere is too rigid.

The man sat at the desk. As soon as he closed the computer, he looked at the woman who was writing a copy by the window. The warm light quietly hit her side face. The lines were soft. One didn't know what he was talking about. He poked his face with a pen, or sighed, or puffed his cheek, as if he was angry with himself.

He opened the drawer, took out an object, raised his eyebrow and looked at Tong en. He held up something similar to a postcard and said to her, "come and have a look."

If you ask Tong en to describe his smile, it is very good-looking, good-looking at the same time with a mystery, a pleasure, and a serious.

The man stood by the window. The window opened, and the wind came in. The layers of window screens were blown in the air, and his clothes were also moved. Now it seemed that he was laughing a little unreal.

Tong enzu was in the same place, frowning and turning to look at him.

A deep laugh came from behind, like a magic spell to stop her.

Don't know where the strength, she suddenly pushed him open, strode straight to the closed door.

She began to doubt herself. She began to lose her mind. She needed someone to calm down.

Under such hot gaze, Tong en felt that he couldn't do what he wanted to do. He couldn't wait to escape this kind of gaze. His mind and heart were in a mess.

After listening, he did not let go and looked at her steadily, his eyes became long and deep.

Tong en pulled his hand back hard, because his words almost softened, but he still stretched his face and said, "how can you push if you don't push like this? You're in my way. I have work to do

"I'm not made of concrete and steel, push like this?"

Wan Jingting suddenly raised his hand and clasped her to push his hand away, holding it tightly in the palm of his hand.

The strange atmosphere between them had a subtle transformation because of this eye.

She was so angry that she looked up at him and glared at him as if to vent her anger.

Push a few times, the other side did not move.

Tong en knew that his heart rate was abnormal. He took a deep breath and tried to push him away.

Gradually, close to his side of the cheek hot up, originated in his breath, like steam, a little bit heating up, until you blush heart.

Tong en knew how cold he was on the surface, how contradictory he was on the inside.

But body language always reveals secrets.

For a moment, they didn't know what was in each other's mind.

She licked her lips. As she was about to open her mouth, the man in front of her suddenly leaned forward and forced her to the table, which made her unable to defend herself. She stepped back. His head dropped down. Tong en turned his face to avoid him. His lips rubbed her hair at the temples and stopped for a few seconds.

Hearing his voice close at hand, Tong en seemed quite unnatural. He hooked his hair around his ear with his hand, suddenly turned around and took away the work at hand. When he got up, he turned his face. What his eyes saw was him.

"You have nothing to say to me from now on?"

There was a slight sound of footsteps on the carpet.

The picture is more vivid and interesting.

His shadow was drawn long and thin by the lamp, and Tong en stood in his reflection, motionless.

"Come here." The man's tone showed a bit of helplessness.

Tong's heart sank, and he went back, coldly glancing at the things that were handed to him.