Tong en frowned and clenched his hand. His eyes were full of helplessness. "Listen to me, Jingting. This is the best way. You can't rely on drugs all the time. Drugs will hurt your body. Zuo Yan's existence will also hurt you..."
The man reached out and gently brushed away her hands, turned around, looked indifferent and laughed: "hurt me? You don't think you're hurting by doing this? "
It seemed that he didn't hear him clearly. Tong en squeezed his fingertips tightly, turned his face, looked at his sharp side face, and spat out: "I'm sorry, but I can't think of a better way."
Tong en turned and looked at him. "You want me to calm down. Jing Ting, I'm very calm. What I said is something I've been thinking about for a long time. "
The man's fingers tap on the file folder, eyes a deep, then said: "so say a few hours is not enough for you to calm down."
With that, she stood up. She was slim and graceful. Wearing the self-cultivation windbreaker, she looked very good. Her curly hair was on one side of her shoulder, and she was very sexy and charming. But her face was really pure. Two wonderful feelings were interwoven in one place, which was very tempting.
His low and cold voice came into his ears. Tonn's curly hair covered her side face, and her lips moved: "it's all off work. I can go now."
The man's dark eyes glanced straight in the past, and only when he withdrew his eyes did he find that he hadn't seen a word for so long. He closed the document in his hand with a smile and said coldly, "I've been sitting there for a few hours, but I'm still in a daze."
There is not a click to press, sitting there.
Time from the afternoon unknowingly came to the evening, the afterglow from the window into a golden light, gently from the side of Tong en's face, she stayed with him for three hours, during which Xiaofei called to say that a lady named Yang came to the company to make a fight, and then Ji Jinhe came forward to calm the incident. Tong en is sitting on the sofa, looking down at his mobile phone. His golden curly hair is illuminated by the afterglow, and his gentle little face is twisting Xiumei.
Tonn stood stiff, his lips closed.
After that, he withdrew his hand and went back.
Then, the man leaned over her eyes and wiped her tears with his thumb. Tong en twisted his face and his jaw was pinched by him again. He listened to him honestly: "do you want to leave alone? Then I can't let you go. "
Stunned, one hand took the lead in locking the door.
The man on the leather seat suddenly twisted his unhappy eyebrows and stopped her like the wind and rain. Tong en didn't turn around. As soon as he touched the doorknob, he was immediately bounced back.
The light was hazy on his sharp outline. Tong en felt that he was dazzled. He sucked his nose, wiped his tears with his hands, took a deep breath, turned to the door and said, "no more."
He listened, frowned, walked to his desk, scanned the papers on the desk, sat down, rubbed his eyebrows, and said wearily, "let's not talk about it. I'll send you back."
So, she is really calm, her voice and expression are kept in a calm and soft state.
The man accidentally found that he had been exerting force to hold the pen, rather impatiently put away the pen, the tall body stood up, took the suit coat and walked towards her.
The man's leather shoes and the woman's high-heeled shoes are against each other. He forces people's eyes to lock on her. He reaches down and touches her lips. Tong en dodges. He goes up and whispers in her ear, "do you have to take something to block this little mouth?"