Being petted by the old attack as a little cute

Jing Qiao walked up to Zhang Ziyu with a bottle of milk, paused, and said lightly, "I remember you don't like milk."

He still remembered Zhang Ziyu's bitter face when he drank milk that morning, as if someone was pinching his neck and pouring milk into it.

Zhang Ziyu took the milk from Jing Qiao's hand, sat on the sofa, plugged in the straw, and responded coldly: "Now I like it."

I didn't like it before, and I didn't say I couldn't like it now.

It's not hard to see that Zhang Ziyu was throwing a temper tantrum, Jing Qiao didn't answer Zhang Ziyu anymore, sat down at the desk and began to look through the documents, Zhang Ziyu sat on the sofa in a regular manner, sucking mouthfuls from the paper box There is no other smell of milk in the office, but now there is a little bit of milk fragrance.

He can't drink it very well, not because he doesn't like it, on the contrary, since having breakfast with Jing Qiao and being forced to drink a glass of milk every day, Zhang Ziyu doesn't hate the taste of milk so much, but he can't say he likes it, and it's not sweet , even if you sip it hard, you can't taste it.

"Boss Jing."

"Come in."

Zhang Ziyu held the milk in one hand, and lowered his head to play with his mobile phone in the other hand. When he heard Pei Qiu's voice, he didn't look up, but Zhang Ziyu could feel that Pei Qiu came in and scanned himself like an X-ray. all over.

"President Li is here..." Pei Qiu whispered.

Jing Qiao paused for a moment, then said with a smile, "No see."

Zhang Ziyu looked at Jing Qiao in a little surprise, wondering who it was, but Jing Qiao was able to say that he didn't see him.

But I don't think it's strange, after a few days of getting along, Zhang Ziyu found that Jing Qiao is not a good talker, there are many people who can't get into his eyes, and Mr. Li is one of them.

Zhang Ziyu's thoughts stopped slightly, the glass door was pushed open, and he said in a strange way: "What's the matter? What's the matter with me? Why didn't you disappear? Jing Qiao, you are not good!"

The man came in and looked around the office. When he saw Zhang Ziyu, his eyes flickered, but it was fleeting, and Jing Qiao didn't notice, but Zhang Ziyu felt that the eyes were uncomfortable, so he lowered his head and stopped. look over there.

Pei Qiu stepped aside and said respectfully, "Mr. Li."

Li Wen was wearing a flamboyant wine-red suit with a small piece of diamonds on his chest that could blind people's eyes. He walked up to Pei Qiu gracefully, stretched out his fingers like a woman's white onion, and provoke Pei Qiu's eyes. Chin, smiled and said: "Little cutie, I don't think you like me very much?"

Pei Qiu took another step back, and said lightly, "It's okay."

Li Wen snorted, then walked to Jingqiao's desk, raised his long legs, and sat on it.

Jing Qiao frowned, and said coldly, "Go down."

"Good brother, what are you doing?" Li Wen asked with a playful smile.

Jing Qiao looked at Zhang Ziyu, and was relieved to see that he didn't feel any obvious bad mood because of Li Wen's words. He didn't want his children to be jealous just after getting married.

"What are you doing here?" Jing Qiao dropped the document and looked up at Li Wen.

Li Wen didn't feel guilty at all when Jing Qiao looked at him like this, and the tails of his red phoenix eyes almost turned up to the sky.

"I'm here to meet my sister-in-law. I didn't come when you got married yesterday." Li Wen blamed.

When Zhang Ziyu heard that it was related to him, he raised his head and glanced at Li Wen again. He was so enchanting, his waist was as soft as a snake, his legs were long, his buttocks were upturned, his skin was white, his appearance was seductive, and his speech was delicate.

Zhang Ziyu's intuition told him that this was a flamboyant gay.

Jing Qiao didn't speak, just looked at Li Wen quietly.

Li Wen smiled at him, jumped off the table, and walked towards Zhang Ziyu.

Persimmons should be picked softly, Zhang Ziyu looked like a little white rabbit who didn't know much about the world.

As soon as Li Wen entered the door, he saw this cutie, sitting obediently on the sofa, wearing a white T-shirt, black jeans, black sneakers, holding milk, lowering his head, with long eyelashes, he saw that he was half Surprised for a second, then puts his head down and goes about his business.

Thinking about it, this is Ah Yu whom the godmother likes very much.

"Hello, cutie." Li Wen sat down next to Zhang Ziyu.

Zhang Ziyu felt a wave of evil spirit rushing towards his face, moved to the side, and said lightly: "Hello."

Seeing Zhang Ziyu's expressionless face, Li Wen didn't feel embarrassed or surprised. After all, someone who can marry a big iceberg like Jingqiao must be a snow lotus growing on an iceberg, and it must be cold. Wen probably guessed Zhang Ziyu's type, and it was true when they met.

Where is the cutie that the godmother said to be obedient Qiaoqiao, it is obviously a popsicle that falls from the ice.

But don't tell me, this little look is quite annoying.

Li Wen couldn't help pinching his face, and said, "Do you know who I am?"

do not know.

Zhang Ziyu looked at Jing Qiao, with the intention of asking for help in his eyes, he didn't like talking to strangers, especially when this stranger acted so intimately, the hairs on Zhang Ziyu's legs stood up.

It will explode in the next second.

"Ayu, this is my younger brother. He just graduated from abroad. You can call him Li Wen." Jing Qiao said slowly from the desk, with a warning tone in his tone.

Li Wen naturally heard it, and naturally withdrew his hand, and let out a disdainful "cut" in his heart.

Zhang Ziyu didn't hear it, and continued to look at Li Wen defensively.

Zhang Ziyu could only hold back Jing Qiao's hands and feet, but his younger brother also followed Jing Qiao's example. Zhang Ziyu had no doubt that if Li Wen's next move was to pinch his own face, he would definitely be cold-faced.

Not without a cold face.

It's not that they haven't been taken advantage of.

Zhang Ziyu has been good-looking since he was a child. When he was a child, he could not tell that he was a boy when he wore a small skirt. With this face, he loved to recruit peach blossoms for him since he was a child. No matter whether it is a man or a woman, he would come here a lot.

What impressed Zhang Ziyu was that in the first year of high school, he was blocked in the toilet by a senior senior to confess his love. to kiss.

Zhang Ziyu stretched out his hand and grabbed the senior's neck.

With a flip, the senior was pressed against the wall, the skin under his hands was warm, the arteries were beating rapidly, and the blood flow accelerated.

The senior's face turned red, and he pulled Zhang Ziyu's hand vigorously with both hands. Zhang Ziyu's face was calm, but the strength of his strike was as if killing someone. When others saw it, they hurriedly pulled it away. The senior was let go by Zhang Ziyu, and took a few breaths In the fresh air, his legs softened and he knelt on the ground. He didn't expect that this noble young man with a slender waist and long legs would be so ruthless!

Later, it was not that no one thought about Zhang Ziyu.

Roses have thorns, but because of their beauty, there will still be many people scrambling to pick them, not to mention, this rose has no owner yet.

Zhang Ziyu doesn't like other people to touch him, he will be disgusted by people he doesn't know or like when he is next to him.

King Bridge is an exception.

Maybe it's because Zhang Ziyu's impression of Qianjingqiao in the past four years is so good that Zhang Ziyu can't refuse his touch, so he can only bear it obediently, without disgust, but with palpitations.

"Hi, sister-in-law!" Li Wen showed a standard eight-teeth smile.

"Hello." Zhang Ziyu nodded, his ears were slightly red, and the milk in his hand was almost squeezed out, but the expression on his face was still calm.

It turned out to be Jing Qiao's younger brother, but why isn't Li Wen's surname Jing?

Jing Qiao looked at Zhang Ziyu's small movements, and his eyes softened a little.

"My little sisters are very curious about my sister-in-law, so I'll take a look first. They will come back tonight. Brother, your wedding is too late. I didn't even attend the wedding." Li Wen rushed to Jing Qiao, lying on the table, complained.

Jing Qiao said casually, "You're not the only one."

"Then you have to drink with us tonight, at least you have to make up for the wedding wine."

"can."

At the end, Jing Qiao said again: "You guys drink, I don't drink."

Li Wen was dissatisfied: "Why?!"

Jing Qiao smiled slightly: "It's because you didn't drink the wedding wine, I have already."

"But aren't you the bridegroom?"

"Yesterday it was, today it's not."

"Then I'll ask my sister-in-law to drink with me!" Li Wen quickly ran to Zhang Ziyu, lay on Zhang Ziyu's back, and wrapped his arms around his neck.

Jing Qiao looked at the hands on Zhang Ziyu's neck, and said coldly, "Release."

Li Wen was slightly taken aback, and slowly let go of his hand.

Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Zhang Ziyu coughed lightly. Li Wen ran over and circled his neck just now, but he didn't have time to react, and because he called Zhang Ziyu's sister-in-law, Zhang Ziyu was still immersed in the pink bubble, without For any reaction, Jing Qiao's face turned cold.

"What..." Li Wen half-lyed on the sofa unconvinced, and muttered, "I still like Song Xiaoqi better."

Zhang Ziyu didn't hear clearly, and said out of politeness: "What?"

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