High-priced love hunting game

Chapter 9 Is the president a goddamn thing? 3
After speaking, he tied up the few balloons he had brought earlier, adding some festive color to the cold and lonely monitoring center.

Letting out a breath, the white hot air turned into white smoke in the icy air, and quickly dissipated.

The thin figure stood in front of the window and took a look outside. The street was full of traffic, with Christmas bells, snowflakes and Santa Claus hanging everywhere.

This western festival, in this eastern country, is actually so lively, which is unexpected.Thinking about it more carefully, it seems that Christmas is also very grand in that original place.

It's another year of Christmas, and the world goes by so fast.

On this day, Xiang Xiliu also knew the basic situation of the man who came before: his boss, the first CEO of the Imperial Capital International Hotel, Su Jinmo, 27 years old, has numerous girlfriends, and is still unmarried.

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Facing the monitoring screen all day long, I chatted with Xiao P until I got off work.

Such a day is like the wheels of a shuttle with a fixed route and a fixed time, every rotation is so predictable and there is no suspense.

However, for Xiliu Yu, he just likes such a day, plain and peaceful, how wonderful.

After get off work, he walked to the subway entrance as usual.There are direct buses, but he likes to walk.Because walking on the road like this, watching the crowds passing by, the bustling merchants doing business, and the children occasionally running by, he will feel that he is living a real life.

Squeeze my cheek, it hurts a little, to prove that I am not dreaming, but really alive, living in this lively and real place.

Walking to the subway station, like the endless stream of people flocking to the underground thing called a means of transportation, Xiang Xiliu was happy for the end of his day.

As he was walking, he suddenly felt someone's gaze following him.He pulled the collar of the windbreaker to cover half of his face, then turned around to the corner of the newsstand and looked around, carefully looking for the source of that line of sight.

Through the crowd of all kinds, Xiang Shiliu quickly searched for that line of sight, and finally saw the boy sitting at the entrance.

At the moment when the four eyes met, he was sure that the line of sight he had been following before belonged to this person.

(End of this chapter)