Fake show is real: Wrong Love Bo Liang Chief

When Zheng Ningyu came out, what he saw was her obsessively looking at him. He felt his heart shrink into a ball, which made him very uncomfortable, but there was still a gentle face on the surface.

"Ah Jing, sit over there for a while. Ji Li should be finishing the drawing soon." He walked over, stood beside her, followed her line of sight to the man who was drawing the draft in front, and said in a low voice.

The woman glanced at the image of the man's draft, her face turned pale, but she concealed it well, she nodded to Zheng Ningyu, "Let's go first."

Before she turned around, Zheng Ningyu still noticed the darkness in her eyes.

Holding the cup of coffee with milk in his hand, he smelled the aroma overflowing from the cup. It was obviously milk, but it was full of bitter taste when it entered the tip of his nose. [

The person painting on the side slowly descends with the setting sun, and the hand on the table >

The woman sitting next to him saw the movement of the man getting up to put down the drawing, and the expression on his relaxed face when he was chatting with Zheng Ningyu suddenly became tense, and his eyes pretended to look away indifferently, but the clenched hands on his knees betrayed her The mood at this time.

The man who came out of the bathroom, holding a hand towel in his hand, calmly walked out according to his usual habits.

Before he got there, he looked up and saw the woman sitting on the sofa. She paused for a hand towel in her hand, then calmly changed the hand towel to her still right hand again, and wiped it gracefully.

When his hands were dry, he hung the cloth on the hook next to him, went to the tea room and poured a glass of water before going outside.

Slowly sat down opposite the two, took a sip of the teacup before putting it on the table, looked up at the familiar and delicate face of the woman opposite, and said indifferently, "You're back?"

Thousands of words are not worth a single sentence from you. I am back.

The circles of her eyes were slightly red because of his calm words, and she endured the sourness in her heart. She smiled and nodded at him, with a smile that she thought he was most familiar with and was once his favorite on the corner of her mouth.

Glancing at the man's handsome and extraordinary face after years of refinement, she raised her head, her lips painted with light-colored lip gloss slightly parted, and said tentatively, "I'm coming back this time, I don't plan to go back."

The man didn't reply, his expression was still elegant and calm. He nodded to her, glanced at the watch in his hand, stood up with his thighs propped up, and looked apologetically at the two of them again.

"Sorry, I'm going to take my wife home." Although the words were still calm, the face of the woman on the other side changed drastically, and the hand holding the handbag trembled slightly.

The woman stood up facing the man, looked at him, with a faint light in her eyes, as if she wanted to find traces of parting from the man's calm face.

"Li, we haven't seen each other for a few years, the first time we meet, are you going to make me unable to step down like this?"

The man's face changed slightly, but he was used to wandering around business places, and he quickly regained that kind of elegant calmness. He calmly looked directly at the woman's provocative gaze without flinching, but he was only silent.

"I don't understand what you mean. Me and my wife >

The woman saw that the man's cold face changed because of her words, and her uneasy heart calmed down. She lowered her head and opened the bag, took out two tickets from it, and handed one to Zheng Ningyu and the other to the man.

After zipping the bag, she looked up at the man again, blinking her big beautiful eyes, a little mischievously, "Li, this weekend happens to be my birthday, so you and Xiaoyu will come."