Chief, Love for you is wrong

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

"Ah Jing, take a seat over there. Ji Li should have finished drawing soon." he went over, stood next to her, looked at the man who drew the draft in front of her, and said in a low voice.

The woman looked at the man's draft image. Her face turned white, but she covered up the past very well. She nodded to Zheng Ningyu, "let's go first."

Before she turned around, Zheng Ningyu still found the darkness in the bottom of her eyes.

The cup of coffee with milk in hand smelled the aroma overflowing from the cup. It was clearly with milk, but it could seep into the tip of the nose. It was full of bitter taste.

The person who painted on one side slowly fell down with the sunset and put his hand on the table. With the buzzing vibration of the machine, he finally stopped writing and painting in his hand, stretched, folded the painting neatly, put it back in the drawer and locked it.

The woman sitting next to saw the man get up and put the painting. She had talked with Zheng Ningyu. Her relaxed expression suddenly became nervous. Her eyes pretended to be indifferent to don't go, but her fist clenched hand on her knee betrayed her mood at this time.

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

Before we got there, I looked up and saw the woman sitting on the sofa. The wiping cloth in her hand was covered up. Again, I calmly changed the wiping cloth to the right hand that had not been dried and wiped it gracefully.

When his hands were dry and moist, he hung the cloth on the hook next to him, poured a cup of water in the tea room, and then went outside.

They sat down slowly opposite each other, sipped the tea cup, put it on the table, looked up at the familiar and exquisite face of the woman opposite, and only said faintly, "back?"

Thousands of words are not worth your word. I'm back.

Her eyes were slightly red because of his calm words, and she endured the bitterness in her heart. She smiled and nodded at him, with a touch of smile in her mouth. She thought he was the most familiar and once his favorite smile.

Looking at the man's more handsome and extraordinary face after years of death, she raised her head and opened her lips with light lip gloss slightly, with temptation, "I'm not going to go back this time."

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 thigh, and looked at them again with a little apology in his eyes.

"Sorry, I'm going to pick up my wife home." although the language is still quiet, it makes the woman's face change greatly and the hand holding the handbag tremble slightly.

The woman stood up opposite the man and looked at him with a faint light in her eyes. She seemed to want to find traces of separation from the man's calm face.

"I haven't seen you for years. Are you going to embarrass me for the first time?"

The man's face changed slightly, but when he was used to walking around the business place, he soon found the elegant calm. He calmly looked directly at the woman's somewhat provocative eyes, did not shrink back, but he was only quiet.

"I don't understand what you mean. My wife and I have already made an appointment. It's normal for me to leave soon. I'm sorry if you misunderstand me."

The woman saw that the man's originally indifferent face changed because of her words. Her originally uneasy heart calmed down. She bowed her head, opened her bag and took out two tickets, one for Zheng Ningyu and the other for the man.

Zip up the bag. She looked up at the man again. Her beautiful big eyes blinked, a little naughty, "Li, this weekend is just my birthday. At that time, you and Xiaoyu will come."