Fake show is real: Wrong Love Bo Liang Chief

In the spacious and bright room, the large floor-to-ceiling glass reflects the busy traffic outside. A man is holding a charcoal pencil and is writing and drawing with his head down. Occasionally, he frowns deeply or twitches the corners of his mouth in dissatisfaction.

There is another man sitting not far away, with his legs straight>

After a while, the man who was flipping through the report stretched, put the stack of documents back on the desktop not far away, and glanced at the man who was still sitting at the white table not far away.

"Ji Li, what have you been up to these days? You're just painting!"

There was no answer from the man who buried himself in the painting. After a while, when the man put down the brush, he sighed slightly. [

"Xiaoyu, I plan to change the names of all the jewelry stores under my umbrella after a while."

Zheng Ningyu looked up and down his old man as if he had discovered a new world >

"Why did you suddenly change your name?"

The man folded the manuscripts scattered on the white, large log table, put them in the drawer next to it, locked it, and put the charcoal pencil and eraser back into the storage box, with careful and meticulous movements. .

Seeing Zheng Ningyu in front of him was really shocked, and asked in surprise, "Ji Li, what do you follow?"

The man who came out of the bathroom flipped his left hand on the dryer, and his hands were still a little wet at the end>

Dry thoroughly, too dry, even the moisture of the hands themselves will be absorbed >

"So what?"

The man replied disapprovingly. In his opinion, it didn't seem to be a big deal.

"I heard that last time the little Gu family>

Zheng Ningyu grabbed a few cans of beer from the refrigerator, opened the bottle caps with a bottle opener, and poured them directly to the top of the bottle. For them, drinking beer needs to be bottled, and blowing the whole bottle is cool! .

The cool feeling blew away the exhaustion of the whole day, and he didn't feel any surprise when he didn't hear the man's answer, as if he was used to it.

"The grass that most people say>

The man took a sip of warm water, remembering the letter from the woman last night>

Subconscious, he thinks, he thinks the grass>

grass>

To sum it up in his words, I always feel that the alpaca is very similar to a wooden horse. I heard that women like it very much, and I feel dumb, like a real puppet. She was no exception.

boom……

Zheng Ningyu fell onto the sofa with his whole body. He was so frightened that his feet were in the air. He quickly got up and walked in front of Wen Jili. He weighed Wen Jili's forehead with the back of his hand, and then his own forehead. The temperature was almost the same, so it wasn't burning. , and normal! [

Wen Jili took another sip of water, saw Zheng Ningyu still had a ghostly expression on his face, and said calmly, "Don't doubt it, I'm normal, I'm just a little confused.