Upon seeing this, the guard walked over and bent down and asked, "Do you have anything else to do?"
"This is my business card." He Muliu handed over a business card.
The doorman's already despairing heart suddenly beat violently. He took the business card with trembling hands. After working as a doorman in this community for two years, no one had ever taken the initiative to hand him a business card, let alone such a gorgeous beauty as he was in front of him.
It’s not like I’m going to get lucky. The guard secretly glanced at his majestic chest and thought to himself.
"Next time you see that young man coming, please remember to call me and let me know."
"This?" The beauty's words once again deeply hurt the young doorman.
Seeing the troubled look on the guard's face, He Muliu hurriedly suppressed the depression in his heart, showed him a charming smile, and said softly: "Brother, can you just do me a favor?"
"Well"
…
Beside the West Lake, Cheng Qiuman sat quietly on a bench alone
Over the years, she has become accustomed to living alone, and has become accustomed to experiencing sadness, pain, and loneliness alone. Even though she and her ex-husband had a heated argument over their children in those years, and later found out that her ex-husband brought a woman home and had sex with her,
She has never mentioned it to anyone, not even her parents.
But today, for some unknown reason, she dialed a young man by mistake. Is it because he has been silently supporting her? Or is it because he is very similar to her noble character when she was young? Or is it because of this matter?
His proposal caused it, so he should also bear part of the responsibility for the aftermath?
Cheng Qiuman didn't know, she was just sitting quietly by the West Lake, watching pairs of people walking past her, and she suddenly remembered to call Yu Ziqing. She felt that this young man was very special, and with him
Together, sometimes I feel like he is a younger brother, and sometimes I feel inexplicably like an elder who has experienced many vicissitudes of life.
In the dark night, Yu Ziqing glanced around and then took a step forward.
shrink into inches
In just a few seconds, he had quietly appeared by the West Lake
Standing by the West Lake, Yu Ziqing raised his eyes and looked around. His unparalleled spiritual thoughts instantly enveloped the entire West Lake like a huge net.
Yu Ziqing felt a faint wave of familiar aura
Yu Ziqing looked up following the familiar aura and saw Cheng Qiuman sitting quietly on the bench. The dim lights were scattered on her elegant and beautiful back, making her look particularly lonely.
Could she have fallen out of love? Yu Ziqing shook his head slightly and walked towards her
Just as Cheng Qiuman was sitting on the bench in a depressed mood, she suddenly felt a breeze with a hint of masculinity penetrate into the tip of her nose, and then there was another person next to her.
"I'm sorry, there are already people here." Cheng Qiuman frowned slightly and said without looking back.
"Is the director still waiting for someone else?" A young and familiar voice sounded in Cheng Qiuman's ears.
Cheng Qiuman turned her head sharply and saw a young and gentle face, showing her a familiar and friendly smile.
"Yu Ziqing, why are you so fast?" Cheng Qiuman exclaimed
"The director has an order. As a subordinate, of course I have to rush here as soon as possible, otherwise you will fire me and I will have no place to cry." Yu Ziqing said with an exaggerated expression.
Cheng Qiuman, who originally looked lonely and depressed, saw that Yu Ziqing spoke so exaggeratedly and saw that he was not restrained in the face of his leader, and his face couldn't help but feel a little more lively. She rolled her eyes at him and said: "
Am I so cruel? Besides, now you are a popular person in the institute, with the support of many die-hard members, do I dare to expel you? "
"Really? Why didn't I know this? It seems that I no longer have to worry about being fired, and I can also put on airs appropriately when facing you." Yu Ziqing said with a smile
"Aren't you putting on a big air in front of me? Look at the young people in our department who talk like you in front of me. They don't look big or small." Cheng Qiuman rolled his eyes at Yu Ziqing again.
Good-naturedly
Cheng Qiuman's words are not exaggerated at all. She is the director of the department after all. Even if some old employees are jealous of her sitting in this position, they are still polite to her on the surface. Needless to say, Feng Yurong and other young people are facing Cheng Qiu.
Man, although it is not like a mouse meeting a cat, at least he dare not speak casually, let alone tease her. It is estimated that only Yu Ziqing in the entire institute dares to talk to her in this tone, and even dares to interfere in her private affairs.
What's strange is that when Yu Ziqing does this, it doesn't make her feel abrupt or impatient at all.
"Director, you have greatly wronged me. Is there any young person in our department who listens to the leader's words better than me? When you called me, I rushed over without saying a word. Look, I'm still sweating on my forehead.
"Yu Ziqing said with an innocent look, and even touched his forehead in an exaggerated way.
Cheng Qiuman raised his eyes and saw that there were indeed a few beads of sweat as big as soybeans hanging on his forehead, shining brightly under the light.
Of course Cheng Qiuman didn't know that making a few drops of sweat would be so easy for Yu Ziqing. Seeing this, he couldn't help being moved. She rolled her eyes at him and complained: "I didn't let you run over here.
Look at how sweaty you are from running. It’s easy to catch a cold this winter when it’s hot and cold. Wipe the sweat off your face quickly.”
Complaining, Cheng Qiuman hurriedly took out tissues from his bag, pulled one out and handed it to Yu Ziqing.
Yu Ziqing took the tissue with a smile, wiped the sweat on his face casually, and said, "Okay."
When Cheng Qiuman saw Yu Ziqing crumpling the tissue in his hand and preparing to throw it away, he suddenly said: "No, turn around."
"What?" Yu Ziqing looked at Cheng Qiuman with some confusion.
"Let me wipe the sweat on your back," Cheng Qiuman said.
"No need." Yu Ziqing was slightly startled and said hurriedly.
"In this kind of weather, what I'm most afraid of is that sweat will stick to the body, and then it's easy to catch a cold when the wind blows," Cheng Qiuman said seriously.
"Don't worry, I won't do it." Yu Ziqing smiled and said jokingly, who is he? Even if everyone in the world catches a cold, it won't be his turn. Not to mention that this sweat is just for him to adjust the atmosphere and distract Cheng Qiuman.
And forced out
"What do you know, a little brat? Turn around quickly and I'll wipe it for you." Cheng Qiuman glared at Yu Ziqing, then pressed him on his shoulders without any explanation, trying to turn him around.
Seeing that Cheng Qiuman actually said that she was a little devil, Yu Ziqing couldn't help but feel dumbfounded, but he felt warm in his heart. Perhaps in the eyes of others, Cheng Qiuman was a serious woman who devoted herself to scientific research, but Yu Ziqing felt more passionate than anyone else in her heart.
Clearly, that stern smile is just a mask she wears in front of others. In fact, she is a very loving woman.
"Please, director, you are only a few years older than me. You call me little ghost head." Yu Ziqing reluctantly followed Cheng Qiuman's hand, turned around, and protested dissatisfiedly.
"Leave me less and loosen your collar a little more," Cheng Qiuman patted Yu Ziqing's back and urged.
"Others will misunderstand," Yu Ziqing muttered as he pulled down the zipper of his clothes.
Cheng Qiuman's face turned slightly red when he heard this, and he spat: "He's becoming more and more glib."
Although she said this, Qianqianyu took a tissue and touched Yu Ziqing's collar to his back.
The skin on the tentacles is smooth but as strong as steel, full of masculine aura. The masculine aura with bursts of heat seems to penetrate through the skin into Cheng Qiuman's body.
Cheng Qiuman did not expect that Yu Ziqing was so graceful, tall and thin, but his body was so strong and strong. Every inch of his skin seemed to carry the power of masculinity. Without any mental preparation, he had not been like this with a man for a long time.
Cheng Qiuman, who had been so intimate skin to skin, couldn't help but feel a little swaying in her heart. She subconsciously gently stroked Yu Zi's smooth but strong back.
But in the blink of an eye, Cheng Qiuman came back to his senses, and in a panic, he hurriedly wiped Yu Ziqing's back and then took out his hand.
"Okay, go throw away the tissue." Cheng Qiuman put the tissue in Yu Ziqing's hand, then raised his hand to smooth his hair, trying to calm the panic in his heart.
"Thank you, Director." Yu Ziqing didn't think much, took the tissue and stood up and threw it into the trash can.
After throwing away the tissue, Yu Ziqing returned to Cheng Qiuman. Seeing that she had no intention of getting up and leaving, he couldn't help but smile: "If I remember correctly, you should have asked me to drink with you instead of blowing air with you.
"
Cheng Qiuman's mood, which had already improved somewhat, couldn't help but feel depressed again when he heard this. He stood up and nodded silently, saying: "Let's go, have a drink with me."
"Where to drink?" Yu Ziqing asked
"Wine" Cheng Qiuman blurted out
Yu Ziqing didn't expect that Cheng Qiuman would suggest going out for a drink, because she really didn't seem like someone who liked reading the most comprehensive novels.