Chapter 85: [Boss Jian, I am called Zhien Tubao] 58
But at that moment when she had decided to give up, Jian Yi grabbed her body in an instant.
Normally, she would not let any man succeed, especially when someone takes over her unwillingly.
At this moment, Jian Yi clearly saw the meaning in her eyes, and simply grabbed her body without her noticing, and hugged her directly towards her chest.
Su Yinuo was slightly stunned. The high heels under his feet suddenly twisted, and the ankle that had been slightly injured suffered pain again.
She had a sore forehead and was sweating coldly, but she bit her lips stubbornly, unwilling to show any discomfort in front of Jian Yi.
Opposite is the man's broad chest, and if you hold your breath for a moment, you can hear the beating of his heart.
Bump, bump, bump, Su Yinuo felt that time had just slowed down a beat.
Originally it should be something to be happy about.
It was just her second, no-deal hug.
However, why does it feel so cold in such a warm chest?
Jian Yit stretched out his hand and lifted Su Yinuo's chin, making her eyes meet his own.
She looked at him with a cold and profound look in her eyes.
If you raise her head higher, you will be able to kiss her lips with just a few centimeters of space.
Smell quietly.
You can smell the faint cherry smell emanating from her delicate lips.
As time goes by, her hobbies remain unchanged.
Jian Yan's eyes turned dim and looked at her.
"What exactly do you want to do?"
Su Yinuo's foot hurt so much that she wanted to leave him quickly for treatment.
But her face looked slightly uncomfortable.
She said that she would appear in front of him with the most proud and perfect posture. She raised her head proudly, with a calm and ambiguous smile on her face.
"Is it okay if I want to be you?"
She has changed.
Subconsciously, I thought lightly.
Jian Yi looked at her quietly with a very interested expression, raised the curve of his lips slightly, looked at her with bright eyes, "Continue talking."
Su Yinuo smiled in surprise, "I hope Mr. Jane can leave this design to our Su style."
"Why?" Jian Jian suddenly asked again as if he remembered something, "Why?"
"Just me!" Su Yinuo looked at him confidently: "No one in City A can design better than me."