rest of life

After Gu Qingyun came back from a business trip and finished the project, the marketing department ushered in a short period of leisure.

Tong Yao clicked on the small group, and found that it was lively again, joking and chatting.

Usually a serious and rigid work group, only now, it looks like some college student association exchange group.

Tong Yao followed suit, and saw that they started throwing emoticons at each other again, she was not to be outdone—when she clicked on the emoticon bar, her hand suddenly froze.

The smile on his face froze slightly.

"..."

After a few seconds, Tong Yao pressed the phone screen expressionlessly.

Forget it, she never wants to experience the embarrassment before.

She leaned back in her chair, staring at the ceiling.

Thinking about it carefully, I was actually quite happy staying in the brand group, far from the bitterness and hatred I imagined.

Now, the two projects I participated in have been successfully completed.One document after another, one meeting after another, the plan was created from scratch, and then the various official media for online cooperation and good response from offline promotion.

The overwhelming sense of accomplishment when seeing the results makes it easy to stay up late and work overtime.

After a while, Tong Yao turned on the phone again.

The short-lived excitement in the group is over, and they have already started chatting about business.At the same time, we have agreed on the dinner party of the brand group tonight.

Tong Yao: "..."

She was still wondering which game to play first when she got home for a long time.

—

The dinner is over.

I went to the singing place to play again.Tong Yao couldn't help but slander, isn't this kind of process boring every dinner party? Wouldn't it be happier to go home and play games after get off work?

Of course, it's not good for her as a newcomer to be too divorced from the group.

So, he anxiously wanted to wait for Gu Qingyun to say nothing first.

Then she was embarrassed and regretful to say that she also had some affairs at home.

"..."

Gu Qingyun glanced at Tong Yao, and met her gaze.

Tong Yao quickly lowered her eyes, her heart beating violently.

I heard her say to Zhang Xiaoyan: "Why don't I go." Her tone was smiling.

Tong Yao: "..."

How could it be, how could it be such a familiar plot again!

She couldn't believe it.

Had to go along in a daze.

This time I changed to a singing room.The private room is as big as a small dance hall, and there is a stage beside the wall.

When the female colleagues started to sing, a few male colleagues who were open-minded were rushed to dance a few hot dances under the booing of everyone around them, shaking their chests and hips, and their body movements were extremely funny.

The wine also began to drink, and the laughter continued.

Someone suggested to play a small game by the way.

Discuss a few words and choose one that everyone thinks is quite interesting.

The rules of the game are very simple. First, each person chooses a nickname for himself. After everyone memorizes it, they will take turns reporting the numbers from one to fourteen.

If two people call the same number, they have to stand up and quickly report each other's nickname, and the person who reacts slowly is punished.

The punishment was to draw on the face with a marker.

Each person reported the number once. If they did not repeat the number at the end, the remaining people who did not report the number would be punished directly.

At the beginning of the game, Ji Yuanting and Luo Zihang reported together, "One!"

Ji Yuanting quickly stood up and shouted, "Red carp, green carp and donkey!"

What she yelled was really a sentence.

In order to protect himself, Luo Zihang used his nickname to the limit of nine characters, which was a mouthful.

Luo Zihang: "..."

She reported it smoothly, seeing him dumbstruck, she smiled when she sat down and said, "Aren't you stupid, you dare to use such a popular tongue twister."

Luo Zihang: "Because I only know this!"

"Okay," Ji Yuanting pulled off the cap of the marker pen, "Come here, I'll draw a handsome one for you."

After two or three strokes, Luo Zihang's face was painted as half a gourd baby.

Everyone couldn't help laughing, and praised her for her good painting skills.

Tong Yao also smiled.

She was leaning on the sofa, still thinking about what to draw for others if it was her turn.

Luo Zihang took out his mobile phone to take a photo of his face, his brows furrowed into Sichuan characters, "...Sister Tingting, I really didn't know you hated me so much."

Ji Yuanting poked his shoulder cutely with a pen: "Two years ago today, you took away the last pack of soda biscuits in the snack cabinet and made me hungry. I finally avenged this revenge today."

"Sister! There is no soda biscuit, but sandwich biscuit, wafer biscuit, small bread, chocolate... can you blame me for being hungry?!"

The game continued with laughter.

Tong Yao sat there and watched with a smile, not in a hurry to grab it. She expected that everyone in front of this game would rush to shout, and it would be safe to report after a few numbers in the middle.

"..."

Sure enough, the atmosphere of being cautious all the way to "Seven", Tong Yao felt that it was almost the same.

As soon as she heard "eight" come out, Tong Yao immediately said "nine!"

Yelling fast.

As long as it is not too simultaneous, basically call out a number first to let everyone react, and they will take the next one.

Gu Qingyun: "Nine."

Tong Yao: "..."

Gu Qingyun stood up slowly, with a smile in his eyes, and said, "Little Carrot."

Tong Yao: "..."

Responding, she quickly stood up.

He moved too hastily and hit the edge of the table with his knee.

Holding the table with her hands, Tong Yao raised her eyes and stared nervously at Gu Qingyun's face, wanting to call her nickname: "..."

He obviously remembered it, but he got stuck on the edge of his mouth.

Gu Qingyun lowered his eyes and smiled lightly, calmly correcting what he just said: "Little Rabbit Carrot."

"..."

Tong Yao's heart is full of hatred!

She figured it out, Gu Qingyun made up his mind to stare at her early in the morning.

Hearing her call nine, she also called nine!

Unpredictable!

Bad intentions!

Savvy!

Tong Yao blushed with anger, and the bump on her knee just now was so painful, she half bent over, stretched out her hand to rub it lightly, and stared at her with her face up, "You can just give ten directly! "

Gu Qingyun spread his hands, "What a coincidence."

Tong Yao: "..."

What the hell?

I think you clearly died by coincidence!

But the rules of the game are indeed set like this, and you can't go back on your debt if you lose.

Tong Yao gritted her teeth secretly, reluctantly, she went to Gu Qingyun's side with grievances and said, "Is this marker pen water-soluble? Oil-based? It's so hard to wash off the face..."

Want to cry but have no tears.

She pursed her mouth, trying to get her to paint less when her conscience found out.

Gu Qingyun actually looked easy to speak.

Seeing that she was unwilling, he put the oily marker pen he received beside him, "Then we don't need this."

Tong Yao's eyes lit up immediately, she really let her go mercifully? !

But I saw her take out a lipstick from her bag.

Gu Qingyun pulled out the cap of the lipstick, held the black tube body with his slender hands, and spun the cream out.

Looking at her with a half-smile, he said, "I use this painting, it's easy to clean, right?"

"..." The words are correct.

Tong Yao always felt weird, but couldn't tell what was weird.

But this kind of creamy big-name lipstick is applied to the face, and it does rub off after a few strokes. I think it is much more cost-effective than painting the face with a marker.

She also leaned over happily.

"..."

The people next to him all looked like they wanted to coax, but didn't dare to make trouble, and stared at him with fiery eyes.

All eyes are on.

Tong Yao felt that the pieces of paper left under the sun by them were about to burn.

Immediately, she belatedly realized something was wrong——

Gu Qingyun held her chin with his hand, and his movements were gentle.

So close.

She could almost see her own reflection in her dark eyes.

Gu Qingyun held the lipstick in his hand calmly, as if he was really planning to seriously apply makeup to her during the few seconds he was thinking about where to paint.

Tong Yao's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she couldn't help closing her eyes.

After closing his eyes for two seconds, his heart beat faster.

Busy and quick to open.

She waited with bated breath, she really didn't know where to look, she pretended to be relaxed and asked with a smile, "What's the matter, do you want to make a good design?"

"En." Gu Qingyun responded with a sweet and gentle voice.

"..."

Tong Yao couldn't help blinking.

Finally, the tip of the slightly cool lipstick touched her cheek, and a stroke of it was gently stroked, and one could feel the color of the paste on the skin.

Gu Qingyun smiled, and drew round circles on both sides of her cheeks.

Then, put a little red on her nose too.

Tong Yao didn't dare to move, and let her paint obediently.

A pair of almond eyes are clear and innocent, and the light reflected in the eyes is as bright as the bay of a lake.The cheeks are covered with the two cartoon red halos and the red nose tip just drawn, which is very cute.

Gu Qingyun looked at her with a smile and stopped.

This look...

Seeing Tong Yao drooping her long eyelashes, her heart skipped a beat, she didn't dare to look at each other again.

"Let me see what the painting looks like," the crowd next to me couldn't hold back and began to boo, and some people still asked, "Is that so?"

Tong Yao's side is still secretly distracted.

In the next second, Gu Qingyun was heard smiling.

He said solemnly: "What is it like this, I just started painting."

Turning her wrist, she quickly touched up a few strokes on her forehead and the sides of her cheeks.

Tong Yao didn't react at all.

He heard the sound of the lipstick cap closing.

"..."

Gu Qingyun stuffed the lipstick back into the bag casually, and said with a smile: "Okay, let's continue."

"Pfft..."

As soon as Tong Yao turned her face away, the people around burst out laughing.

They laughed wildly for a few times at first, and then remembered that Tong Yao seemed to be a pretty girl with a low face, so they reluctantly held back in a gentlemanly manner, and finally they had that kind of unbearable smile all over their faces.

"..."

Tong Yao quickly took out her mobile phone to look after her.

I already knew that she was ruthless, but I couldn't guess how she was painted.

Never imagined--!

Gu Qingyun first wrote the word "king" on her forehead.

Then I drew two mustache-like slices on both sides of the nose, a character "eight".There are also two circles for the cheeks.

Son of a bitch? !

Tong Yao stayed for a few seconds, completely speechless with anger: "..."