Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 2107 Gold Medal Lawyer Is A Little Cold (1)

  Ranbai's consciousness just awakened, and his eyes crashed into the simple and cold office. The original owner still put his hand on the handle of the door, as if he was about to close them.

  But this is not the original owner’s office.

  Ghost knows what identity the original owner is.

Do not.

  This is not the point.

  The point is,

  Why did you meet again at first sight? !

  Ranbai thought, the promise made by that person was quite useful.

  啧.

  Sunlight pours in from the huge transparent French windows, fixed like a starlight like quicksand, slightly blurring the profile of the slender man in front of the black desk, unexpectedly adding a bit of hazy beauty.

   "Ding, turn on the hidden strategy male god, Fu Jin." The cold mechanical system sounded immediately.

  Yan Bai lowered his eyes, closed the door without changing his face, and looked at the clothes of the original owner and the folder in his hand.

  This should be here to deliver documents... right?

  The girl walked to the desk calmly, and gently handed over the file, "Here is the file for you."

  There should be nothing wrong with that?

  What kind of spicy chicken transmission, can’t you pick a good time?

  Yan Bai keeps refreshing the screen in the bottom of my heart, but his appearance is still expressionless.

  Stay steady, no way, we can win.

  Seal: "..."

  The noble and indifferent youth wears a pure black hand-made tailored suit, which contrasts with the snow-white collar, and the color is abstinent.

  The hand resting on the black mouse is white, slender, with distinct bones. The icy-cold watch is clasped on a piece of porcelain-white wrist, lining a delicate and cold sense of order.

   Hearing the girl's words, he raised his eyes slightly and glanced at the person in front of him carelessly. The eyes were dark and deep, extremely light and cold, and there was no wave in their eyes.

  Fu Jin was too lazy to speak. After processing the data on the computer, he reached out and picked up the white-stained file on the desktop.

  The man lowered his eyes, with very long eyelashes, covering his dark and cold eyes. His white fingers were placed on the folder, his posture was elegant and careless, and he flipped through a few pages at random.

"Redo." A few seconds later, the handsome and expensive man threw the file back, spitting out two words blankly, his voice was cold and solemn, his long eyelashes hung down, and his eyes were hazy and overly cold. .

   "I'm bluntly, there is no logic." In the afterglow of the sun, the eyebrows and eyes of the slender young man were cold, and his white fingers tapped gently on the table twice.

  Dyeing white: "Oh, good. I'll take it back and do it again."

  After speaking, the girl leaned over and picked up the file on the table.

  Probably because the girl's reaction was too calm, so Fu Jin's fingertips paused slightly.

  He raised his eyes slowly, and glanced at her coldly, his white and slender fingers pressed on the file that the girl wanted to take with care.

  The whitening action stops.

  In the eyes of dyed white,

The slender and expensive man supported the armrest of the seat with one hand, and leaned back lazily. He fastened the black tie with one hand and loosened it slightly. His long legs were placed on the desk casually. , White and lingering ankles overlapped,

  The action was loose and random, with an inexplicably arrogant and evil feeling, completely inconsistent with the rigorous indifference he had just shown, but it just gave people a sense of reason.

  "Intern?" He raised his eyes and looked at her, his eyes were clean and lazy, his thin lips were lightly open, and his voice was loose.

  "Don't you know?" Ran Bai asked back.

  Really, ask her, does she know it? ? ?

  "Original master intern?" Ranbai asked Feng Luo after she changed her mind.

  Seal: "..."

"Yes."

   "What the **** is that file? Is it bad?" Dyeing white, asked plainly.

  Feng Luo was embarrassed, "Uh, the file is a task of the original owner, it seems... general?"

  Ranbai did not ask any more questions.

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  (End of this chapter)