Hei Di's Seven Days of Love

She couldn't help but think of what Xiaoka said, tilted her head, thought for a long time, and then said something to Boqing in a daze.

"Are you still interested in me?"

"Huh?" The flirtatious smile suddenly became a little stiff, the whole body shook, raised his eyes, thought for a while, and said lightly: "So what??"

Jin Yu's eyes lit up when he heard such words, and he secretly admired that Xiao Ka was indeed her manager, and he could figure out his ruthless thoughts.

She quickly took out two copies of paper from her bag, looked at the fickleness, cleared her throat, and said slowly: "I want to return to the entertainment circle, and you are interested in me, that, I will give you what you want , you give me what I want, what do you say?" [

"Why did you come to me again?" Baoqing smiled, and there was warmth in her dark eyes, which were shining brightly and charmingly.

"Because you are very powerful." Jin Yu told the truth.

"Do you know what Xiaoka means?"

"What?" Jin Yu blinked, looking at Bo Qing with innocence.

Boqing was slightly embarrassed, but her expression was still as quiet as ever, her eyes rolled slightly, and she found a tactful pretext, and said gorgeously: "That's right, go to bed..."

Jin Yu's eyes widened, and she felt her mind go blank for an instant, and the hand holding the blank paper trembled slightly.

Boqing looked at her at a loss, her face was still calm and indifferent, but her heart sank slightly.

do not know?

Or pretend?

I couldn't help feeling a little tired, and slowly stood up, "If you don't want to, I won't force you.",

"There is still a meeting to be held later, so I won't send it away for now."

"Wait a minute." Seeing that he had already walked to the door, Jin Yu hurriedly interrupted: "I agree, but I have conditions."

"What conditions?"

Jin Yu hesitated for a moment before saying, "Lend me a pen."

Boqing raised her chin, motioning for her to take it from the table.

Jin Yu took the pen inlaid with gold edging, stared at the paper for a while, and after a long while, began to write on the paper.

When she was writing, she looked very cute and serious, like a primary school student, maintaining the most dignified sitting posture.

One stroke at a time.

The handwriting is clear and beautiful. [

People like her, people never get tired of it.