Jing Dong is very straight

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Tang Qiubai suddenly realized that she was just an emotionless butler machine?

"Okay, Director Jing, it's okay." Tang Qiubai sighed, thinking that the little... rice cake would not refuse, after all, the stress response is really hard for animals.

"Thank you, can you give me the address? I'll deliver the rice cakes tomorrow." The other party replied quickly.

"Yes, Director Jing, but it may have to wait until I get off work tomorrow afternoon." Tang Qiubai quickly sent the address of his home.

"Okay, I'll contact you tomorrow."

Chapter 5

Fortunately, Tang Qiubai was able to get off work on time today because of the overtime work yesterday, but when she went downstairs and saw the cool black four circle parked at the door, she was inexplicably regretful.

So conspicuous!

The windows in the back row slid down slowly, Tang Qiubai saw a familiar figure, and Jing Shuyun waved to her.

"Jing Dong."

"Miss Tang, get in the car, I'll take you home."

"Okay..." Tang Qiubai didn't refuse, after all, he was going to send rice cakes to her home.

She opened the door and sat in, and the glass of the window closed again.

The car windows cut off the sound of the outside world, and the car was quiet. Tang Qiubai glanced back and forth secretly, but didn't see the rice cakes.

"Miss Tang, are you looking for rice cakes? The rice cakes are at home. My assistant will meet us at your house later." Jing Shuyun noticed Tang Qiubai's movements.

"Ah yes, thank you Director Jing for taking me back." Tang Qiubai was always a little embarrassed to be seen through, and Tang Qiubai habitually used a smile to cover it up.

"It should be me thanking you, please."

"No, no, I also like rice cakes." Tang Qiubai softened his voice when he thought of the small size of rice cakes.

Jing Shuyun gently hooked the corners of her lips and said nothing.

The two of them stopped talking, and the car became quiet again. Tang Qiubai stared straight ahead, and from the corner of his eye, he paid attention to Jing Shuyun beside him, who just leaned on the backrest and closed his eyes to rest.

The black suit jacket set off Jing Shuyun's thin shoulders, and one hand was casually placed on her lap. If you look closely, you can see the faint blue blood vessels under the fair skin.

Jing Shuyun's neck was all white, except for the blush on her lips, which was her unique color. The expression on her face was as calm as ever, but the tip of her eyebrows was slightly wrinkled because she was remembering or dreaming something.

Are you tired?

Tang Qiubai raised this question subconsciously, and even she herself was a little frightened, why did she suddenly care about whether people were tired or not?

She touched the tip of her nose guilty, and stared sideways at the scene of the car backing quickly outside the window, diverting her attention.

The house Tang Qiubai rented was only ten minutes away from the company. It was an elevator apartment, and the car quickly drove into the underground parking lot of the community.

On the way, Jing Shuyun received a call from his assistant, saying that the rice cakes had been delivered to Tang Qiubai's doorstep.

The two of them took the elevator upstairs from the second floor. At first, there were only the two of them in the elevator, but when they reached the first floor, a few people who were also off work came in with a "wow", and the small elevator suddenly became crowded.

Jing Shuyun took a step back, giving more space in front, and stood in the corner of the elevator.

Tang Qiubai noticed the man standing in front of Jing Shuyun, and looked back at her, his expression was dull for a moment, and then swallowed imperceptibly.

The man stepped back, the closer he got, the closer his body was on Jing Shuyun's body, Tang Qiubai leaned forward slightly to help stop the man in front of him, and said, "Brother, don't back down, if you back up again, you will Step on your feet."

A clear female voice sounded in the quiet elevator, attracting everyone's attention. A woman with a ponytail still had a smile on her face, and everyone else looked sideways at the man the woman was talking about.

The man's face was a little embarrassed for a moment, and he spat softly, "This elevator is too small."

"Ding dong." The elevator rang suddenly.

"Hey, we're on the 6th floor. I'm sorry, please give way." The female voice said again.

The person standing in front consciously leaned to the side to give up the middle seat. Tang Qiubai moved to the man's side along the vacant seat, looked at Jing Shuyun behind him, and motioned for her to go first.

Tang Qiubai walked out of the elevator behind Jing Shuyun, and before leaving, he did not forget to express his gratitude to the people who made way in the elevator, "Thank you."

The elevator door closed slowly, Jing Shuyun turned to look at her at this time, Tang Qiubai hurriedly spoke before Jing Shuyun, "I'm sorry, Director Jing, there are a lot of people during off-duty hours."

"Well, it's okay." Jing Shuyun seemed to want to say something, but when he heard Tang Qiubai's words change, he just responded to her gently.

Tang Qiubai led Jing Shuyun to the door, and after passing a corner, he saw various things piled up in front of her house, including rice cakes tied up and down on a leash and a woman pulling the leash.

"Jing Dong, I brought everything you said." The woman took a step forward and slightly bowed her head.

"Yeah." Jing Shuyun roughly glanced at the things piled up by the door, then turned his head and said, "Miss Tang, check if there is anything missing, I'll find someone to bring it to you."

"No, no, no lack, enough is enough." Tang Qiubai waved his hands as he looked at the pile of things at the door that looked as tall as a villain.

Tang Qiubai took out the key to open the door, and asked politely, "Will Director Jing come in and have a seat?"

"it is good."

Tang Qiubai was a little surprised by Jing Shuyun's answer, she thought the other party would politely refuse.