In the morning, Zhimian stayed in Duan Zhuo's office.

She turned around casually, passed the time, and finally sat at his desk, opened his drawer and saw several books on her face.

I picked it up and saw that it was all comic books she published, and her signature was also on the title page.

Her eyes lit up.

When did this person buy it?

She only knew that when the comics were first launched, some of them had her signature, while other channels were signing parties.

When I opened it, the paper inside was not new, and it was obvious that I had been flipping through it.

It turned out that he was really paying attention to her silently.

Zhimian felt warm in his heart. He thought of something, raised the corner of his lips, picked up the black pen in the pen holder, and wrote down something on the title page.

Finally, she put the book back in place and closed the drawer.

...

It was past eleven o'clock, Duan Zhuo came back after opening.

Pushing open the office door, he saw Zhimian sleeping on the desk.

The girl is petite, her head is tilted on her arms, and her long honey-colored hair is scattered on the table, shrank only, looking quiet and peaceful.

His heart suddenly became soft.

Once upon a time, he always liked her to rely on him. When she left him, he felt cold and cold at home or in the office, and lived every day like a mechanical one.

Until she comes back.

He brought his whole world to life and tenderness.

He closed the door and walked in slowly.

Walking to the girl, he raised his hand and gently touched her hair. Zhimian muttered, opened his eyes and saw him, "Duan Zhuo——"

The man pinched her cheek and licked her lip line slightly, "Why are you so sleepy?"

"It must be that I got up too early today..."

She stretched and stood up. Duan Zhuo held her waist and picked her up and placed her on the desk.

She turned her head and looked at the door, thinking about what happened this morning, her face turned red, and she wanted to come down: "Someone will come in and see..."

Duan Zhuo pressed her waist, leaned down his face and pecked the girl's red lips, his anger was low:

"So what if I see it? I'm in love in my own office, is it illegal?"

“…”

Zhimian couldn't resist him, so he gave up, put his arm in front of him, and said softly: "My hands are numb."

Duan Zhuo held her arm and rubbed her, and she immediately took a breath of air conditioning, which was numb and painful, and almost screamed, "Be gentle!"

Duan Zhuo suddenly smiled, "Where is it gentle?"

Zhimian saw the wilted expression on his face, and knew that he had something else to say. She raised her feet and kicked him in embarrassment, and pulled her arm back: "Don't rub it anymore."

Duan Zhuo held it again, deliberately lightened the force this time, and said helplessly: "I didn't use much force just now."

He is already very strong.

Sometimes I subconsciously do this and don’t consider the girl’s skin and tender flesh, so I’m particularly afraid of pain.

As the massage was done, the numbness gradually faded, Zhimian asked him: "Is the meeting over?"

"Well, it's all right next. Are you hungry? Do you want to have lunch at the club first?"

There is a canteen restaurant in the club. Zhimian has eaten it several times before and it tastes very delicious.

"Okay, let's go." She was hungry now.

Zhimian pulled his arm back, raised his eyes and looked at him with a smile, his eyes dotted.

As Duan Zhuo looked at each other, his eyes were slightly dark, and he couldn't help but raise his hand to pinch her chin.

The kiss fell heavily, accompanied by a low and hoarse voice: "Let me kiss for a while first."

...

Ten minutes later, the office door opened from inside.

Duan Zhuo walked out with Zhimian.

The girl's face had just dissipated, but it was slightly red. On the other hand, the man had a faint smile on his lips and looked satisfied.

The two didn't say anything.

But their hearts are filled with emotions, like young couples who have just fallen into a passionate love period.

As we walked to the cafeteria, someone greeted Duan Zhuo by his way. He saw him holding a girl with bright eyes and white teeth. Some people knew about Mian, while others didn't know about it. They were all shocked and looked back every three steps.

Duan Zhuo was open and unrestrained, as if he wanted to tell the whole world.

Zhimian knew his thoughts, and he felt sweet in his heart in shame.

When they arrived at the cafeteria, there were many restaurant shops. Duan Zhuo took Zhimian for a walk, and finally the two ordered a stone pot fish.

Duan Zhuo: "You go and sit first, I'll wait here."

Zhimian found a seat to sit down. A few minutes later, several women appeared at the entrance of the cafeteria.

Shu Feng and several colleagues walked in, "What are we eating today?"

"I'm having Korean bibimbap, where are you..."

Shu Feng put his hands in his trench coat pockets, chatting and laughing, and then he saw Duan Zhuo's figure in front of him.

Duan Zhuo picked up a portion of stone pot fish, walked to a seat, and sat down next to a girl.

And the girl is Zhimian who hasn't seen for a long time.

Shu Feng's pupils shrank in shock, and he heard several colleagues beside him notice: "Hey, isn't that Duan Zhuo?"

"Why did he sit with a girl?"

"That girl looks so familiar?"

"Hey, isn't this...his ex-girlfriend before?"

"I just heard Brother Liu tell you in the office that Duan Zhuo and the girl came to the club together this morning."

"Wow, are they getting back together?"

"It should be..."

Shu Feng's heart seemed to be clenched tightly.

They actually got back together?!

Last year, she heard that Duan Zhuo and Zhimian had completely separated. She thought that after a year, Duan Zhuo would definitely let go. Who would have thought that the two would reunited now?

Shu Eun's unwillingness and jealousy, which had originally returned to his calmness, was stirred up again.

After ordering the meal, she sat down. From her, she could see Duan Zhuo facing Zhimian sideways. The two of them were not sure what they were saying. The man smiled at the corner of his mouth, and Zhimian was often amazed and embarrassed to beat him.

Shu Feng still remembers that Duan Zhuo once mentioned Zhimian in front of her, and he also had such a doting expression.

Why?

Why is it because of Zhimeng again?!

Shu Yan tightly held the tableware in his hand.

On the other side, Zhimian was eating, noticed the eyes of every direction in the cafeteria, and muttered to the man in a low voice: "I feel that many people are looking at us..."

It’s all because of this person’s existence that is too eye-catching.

The man curled his lips and smiled, "They are seeing why I found such a good-looking partner."

This man's mouth seemed to be smearing honey.

Zhimian gently lit the spoon he held on his chin and joked: "Would they be surprised? I think you have found me again and didn't have a more beautiful girlfriend, it's not new at all."

Duan Zhuo sneered, "First ask if they can find someone like you."

He turned to look at her for a few seconds, raised his eyebrows, "And there is something more beautiful?"

Zhimian couldn't help but smile, and his hand under the table was held, warm.

The two of them were eating, but fortunately outsiders were curious, but they didn't dare to come forward to disturb them.

After dinner, Duan Zhuo took the tableware to the recycling room. Zhimian asked him to wait at the door first, and she came to the bathroom.

Zhimian walked to the bathroom, then came out of the compartment, and stood in front of the pool to wash his hands, a figure appeared at the door of the mirror - Shu Yan.

She turned her eyes to see Shu Feng, and was slightly stunned: "Doctor Shu?"

She hadn't seen each other for too long and almost recognized her.

Shu Feng walked in, looked at her, and pulled the corner of his mouth: "Hey, I didn't expect to see you in the club."
To be continued...