The director is too flirtatious

For several days in a row, the director was extremely busy.

Today, after get off work, the director came out of the office very quickly. She was extremely busy in the past, but it was rare to see her so relaxed today.I watched her walking towards me in surprise, and she smiled and said, "Have you finished your work yet?"

I couldn't help but look at her more, "Now, are you done with your work today?"

The director nodded lightly, and seeing that there was no one around, he whispered, "Did you forget that I invited you to dinner today?"

Really, don't remember much about it.Because the director has been busy recently, even when we are in the video, she has been painting and drawing.It seems that this sentence was indeed mentioned last night, but because the topic changed too quickly, I didn't pay attention to it.

I didn't expect this to be true. I felt like I hadn't had a good meal with the director for a long time, so I immediately lifted my spirits. "I haven't written the report yet, wait a minute."

"Okay, I'll go down and wait for you first."

The director left first, and I finished writing the report in a hurry, and then got off the parking lot.

The director was sitting in the car waiting for me, and she put on her seat belt when she saw me get off.I sat in the passenger seat and asked while wearing the seat belt: "You don't have to finish eating today, so you can go home immediately and catch up with work?"

The director looked at me apologetically and smiled, "It's over, don't worry, you can take your time today."

"You've been busy for a week, but it's over." There was a bit of coquettishness in my tone, and I didn't even notice it myself. "What is it that has kept you busy for so long?"

"I'll show you later." The director didn't tell me right away, and I didn't care.

It's the first time for me to visit the restaurant ordered by the director today, but I've heard of it before.This western restaurant is very famous in this area, but the consumption is also quite high.I eat Western food less often on weekdays, so I haven't been here.

I walked with the director, and the welcome guests on both sides of the restaurant smiled and bowed and said, "Welcome."

As soon as you enter the restaurant, you will see a small stage with a foreign man playing the piano. The piano is very soft, which complements the atmosphere in the restaurant.

"Hello, do you have a reservation?" A male waiter came over with a gentle smile, which made people feel good.

"Yes, Miss Yuan." The director said.

The waiter quickly responded, "Miss Yuan, right? This way please."

The waiter led us to a table and sat down. Another waiter came together, and the gentleman opened the chair for us.

"Thank you." I thanked them, and I heard him ask the director, "What wine do you want?"

"Do you have any wine you want to drink?" the director asked me.

I shook my head, "Let's forget about drinking, you came here by car, and it will be troublesome to go back."

"Okay." The director nodded, "Thank you, no need, just give us lemonade."

"OK, wait."

There were not many guests in the restaurant, but apart from the sound of the piano, almost no other sounds could be heard.The voices of everyone are controlled within their own small range, appearing quiet and comfortable.

I asked curiously, "Director, how did you come to eat here?"

"Haven't I been busy lately?" The director put his hands on the dining table and looked at me with a smile, "I've been busy for so many days, and I've been ignoring you, so let me make amends for you."

What the director said made me a little embarrassed, but it was more sweet and I couldn't resist it at all.

I had no choice but to cough, pretending not to care and said, "It's okay, Director, didn't you say you want to show me what you've been working on these days?"

"It's not in a hurry at this moment, let's talk after eating first."

Since the director said so, I have no objection.

We talked and laughed and used up the dinner, and the waiter came to take away the used things on the table, and the table was restored to cleanliness.Then I saw the director pick up the phone, seemed to open something, and handed the phone to me.

"Here, what you want to see." The director's smile seemed to have something else in it.

For some reason, the moment I picked up the phone, my heart started beating uncontrollably.I resisted the sudden panic and looked down at my phone.

On the screen are two anime women. The background is a computer desk with a calendar on the left and a penguin tumbler on the right.This is... a display on my desk.

Of these two women, one of them is taller, with long wavy hair and a tight short skirt, sitting on the computer desk, with her slender legs overlapping each other. A few simple strokes outline this woman's tenderness and delicateness smile.

The other woman stood aside, wearing a shirt and denim, and then she propped her hands on the computer chair. She also had long hair, but it was not in big waves.She wears a watch on her wrist and talks to another woman with a big smile.

This is... me and the director.

I could tell at a glance that this scene was painted by me and the director, because it was so familiar.

The animation director in the painting has such a gentle look on his face, and that dress is also a dress I have seen many times.And not to mention myself, isn't the watch on my wrist the one given to me by the director?

For a moment, my mouth was dry and I didn't know how to react, but my heartbeat suddenly accelerated.I subconsciously looked at the director, who smiled and said, "Pull it down."

behind...and...

My palms were already sweating at this moment, but I obediently pulled down the screen.Pulling through the dividing layer, you can see that the scene has changed.This scene is still very familiar to me.

The director in the picture is sitting in her office, and I am standing opposite her with a contract in my hand, and there is a sentence written on it, "Don't worry, director, I will work hard."

This scene seemed to bring me back to the company, back to the scene where I was docking projects with the director.After I was promoted, I entered the director's office more often. The director would encourage me from time to time, and I would officially reply to her that I would work hard.

Those days have all been transformed into this small animation scene in front of me.

"Our contact started from the office. At that time, every time you entered the office, you were so nervous, as if I would eat you." The director's voice spoke appropriately, with a gentleness that could make me drown smile.

I couldn't help laughing when I heard that, my smile in the painting was far less bright than that of myself in the first one, obviously with a bit of stiffness.But I have to admit that the director is really scary. When I first faced her, I was really nervous.

I looked at this scene and almost couldn't bear to slide down. These pasts are so pleasing to think about now.The director didn't urge me either, I thought about what happened in the past, and then I scrolled down.

In the next picture, the scene is my home, a simple outline of the sofa, me and the director sitting on the sofa, the expression of surprise on the face is exaggerated, and the director clasped my hand with one hand, and kissed my face sideways cheek.

How could this scene be forgotten?This is the first time the director has come to my house. Look, there is nothing on the wrist in the previous painting, but the wrist watch is already worn in this one.It was the director who came back from a business trip to send me off.

But compared to this watch, what is more impressive is the kiss.

The accompanying text of this painting is also, "This is a good reward."

This is what the director said at the time.

I looked at the flustered me in the picture, and couldn't help laughing. It turned out that my panic was so obvious.

"This is the first time I went to your house to eat the food you cooked, and it was also the first time I kissed you, and then you ignored me for several days." When the director talked about the past, he also brought some helplessness.

I pursed my lips and squinted at her, but I was very happy, "It's not because it was too sudden."

The director was also dumbfounded and didn't answer, and then I continued to slide down. In this picture, the camera is in the front. I was driving in the driver's seat, and the director tilted his head as if he was sleeping.

The accompanying text is: "I will pick you up later."

"I'm very glad that I called you that night, otherwise we don't know how long the cold war will last." The director said.

"I'm not lucky at all." I glanced at her complainingly, but couldn't hide my smile, "Drunk driving, it's too dangerous, and there's a senior with a full stomach."

After I finished speaking, I continued to pull. This one is in the bathroom. I don’t remember much about the environment of the bathroom, but in this picture, the director held my face and wiped my lips, which is still very impressive.In the picture, I am wearing a bare-shouldered dress with a shocked expression, while the director carefully applies the lipstick evenly for me.

Caption: "Hey, don't move."

Seeing this scene, the director bit his lips and said, "Actually... If you continued to hide at that time, I would really kiss you."

As soon as the director said this, I immediately felt my face was getting hot.How could the director say such a thing with a serious face?

I didn't dare to look up at her, so I had to pull down guiltyly. This one was in a KTV. I lost the roll of the dice, and the director leaned against the wall and was pinned by me.

The picture in this picture is very simple, just a word "Oh", but it was everyone booing at that time.

I also discovered one thing, why is it that almost every picture of me is so nervous that I can suffocate?Am I that cowardly?

But think about it...it seems to be there.

The director seemed to know what I wanted to say, so he said it first, "It's really fun to see you look nervous sometimes."

Director, this is a bad taste, do you know it!

I hummed twice, didn't talk to me, and slid down.

This one is me at the director's house, two people hugging and dancing in the spacious living room and dining room.

That was the first time the director and I kissed.

There is no accompanying text for this painting. The director said: "I think here, silence is better than sound. But the price is that you ignored me for a few days. Fortunately, there is cake."

I couldn't help being a little shy and a little funny.

The next picture is me and the director in the barbecue area, two people covered in cakes, and in the picture I am making faces.

It should be the time when Wang Xiaoya and I were fighting.

Accompanying text: "Yi Nian, you want to avenge me."

I couldn't help laughing, and then I heard the director say: "This is the first time I met your girlfriend group, so it can be regarded as successfully breaking into her life circle?"

"Barely...forget it." I answered a little arrogantly. I wanted to pretend to be unhappy, but I couldn't.No way, who made my heart very happy.

Then I looked at the airport, I snatched the thermos from the director's hand, and the accompanying text read: "Thank you for the gift, I like it very much."

Next, it is the ancient town, two people taking selfies in the lotus pond.

Then on the bed in the homestay, I sat cross-legged on the bed and played the ukulele, while the director listened with his hands behind his back.

When I saw this, my heart was beating like a drum.

Looking up at the director, the director nodded encouragingly.I just scrolled down, and as expected, this picture is the picture of me and the director kissing on the bed.

My face suddenly became hot, how dare I take another look?Pull down hastily, and the result is a picture of falling and hugging the director at the water park.

Hmm... Looking at me who has pressed the director's chest on the screen, I'd better pull down.

Further down, it turned out to be a blank space. The two figures outlined by the dotted line, I can only tell who is who from the height, and the accompanying text is: "And then?"

The director spoke at this moment, her tone was gentle and slightly playful, "And then?"

I noticed something, and I was so nervous that I could hardly hold my phone.Some flustered but couldn't hide the joy, "Wh... what then?"

The director motioned to look at the phone, I swallowed, trembling my fingers in a very useless manner, hurriedly scrolled down, scrolled through a long blank page, and finally reached the end.

The picture shows the environment of a restaurant, a dining table, and two people sitting opposite each other.

The environment is actually the same as here.

In the scene, there is the director on one side, and me on the other. The director rests his elbows on the dining table, interlocks his fingers and supports his chin, smiling and looking at me, while I look down at my phone.

Isn't this scene happening right now?

I had the illusion that reality and illusion overlapped, and I couldn't help but looked up at the director in astonishment, and then looked down at the picture.

His fingers trembled, and his heart trembled, as if the world was spinning.

The accompanying text of this picture is: "Then...be my girlfriend."

Just when I seemed to hear what the director said, the voice of the director happened to ring out in reality.

Cold, more like charming; gentle, more like temptation.

"Then...be my girlfriend."

The author has something to say: Well, the confession should be more formal~