canary her crush come true

Yi Xiao'an looked at Shuyan's face in front of him, his thin chest seemed to be beating——

Bang, bang, bang, one after another.

Tension, blankness, hypoxia.

Shu Yan's eyes were very serious, and Yi Xiao'an heard an extremely awkward voice that didn't seem to belong to him: "I, why do I feel bad..."

She stood blankly in front of Shu Yan, like every child who was caught stealing candy and was caught, lying subconsciously, not even daring to meet her sister's eyes.

Shu Yan bullied the little girl enough, smiled and stretched out her hand to rub her hair: "The two girls from Qingyu's studio just now, they have not been together for a long time, and they are clinging all day long, I will talk about them later."

Qing Yu is a well-known game in the market developed by Shuyan Company, for which a studio was established by specially dispatching personnel.

Yi Xiaoan was afraid that Shu Yanzhen would talk about them, so he quickly grabbed her hand and shook his head: "Don't talk about it."

Shu Yanxiu raised her eyebrows: "Why didn't you say it? My little girl almost misunderstood it. It must be considered a big mistake at work."

Shu Yan will send Yi Xiaoan to the door while talking, Yi Xiaoan walked to his room, after Shu Yan said good night from a distance, Yi Xiaoan closed the door.

She leaned against the back of the door and listened to her heartbeat, the blush on her face hadn't gone down, Shu Yan said just now, "My little girl almost misunderstood her", referring to the misunderstanding that she was the one who had an affair with the girl at that moment——

Or is it a misunderstanding that she has any relationship with other girls?

The next day, Yi Xiaoan still had class on Friday. She thought that Shuyan would sleep a little longer, but when she got downstairs, she found that Shuyan had already packed up. Upstairs and down, immediately greeted:

"Come on, Xiao'an, let Sister Huang take a look, why have you grown so tall after almost a year?"

Huang Yue is the same age as Shu Yan, and has been with Shu Yan since she started her business. She is one of Shu Yan's trustworthy right-hand assistants.

She is extroverted and bluffs, while Yi Xiaoan is introverted and talks less, such two people are very harmonious together.

Yi Xiao'an slightly hooked his lips, and walked over to let Huang Yue look at her enough.

"It's so beautiful, Xiao'an, so beautiful! Xiao'an, don't say you can draw, with your fairy looks, you can go to the film school right now!" Huang Yue may have stayed in the United States for a long time , Sincere praises all have a dubbed accent of old movies.

Yi Xiao'an smiled, Shu Yan raised her chin towards Huang Yue, Huang Yue slapped her head and remembered: "By the way, Xiao'an, Sister Huang brought you a gift from the United States, look at my brain, I almost forgot gone."

While talking, Huang Yue rummaged through her bag to find a jewelry box, and handed it to Yi Xiaoan. Yi Xiaoan took it politely and asked her to wait, then ran to the study and took out a notebook and handed it back to Huang Yue. Yue.

"Miss Huang, your gift."

Huang Yue was taken aback for a moment: "No, it's very nice, why are you giving me a gift?"

"Just because I want to give it to you."

The cover of the quilt was exquisite and simple cowhide, and it was wrapped with a gift ribbon. Huang Yue opened it a little and screamed.

Shu Yan was spraying perfume at the side, but seeing Huang Yue like this, she couldn't help but ask, "What?"

Huang Yue covered her mouth and said emotionally: "My God! ONMYGOD! Xiao'an seems to have drawn a caricature of me and Jack!"

Jack is Huang Yue's fiancé. The two have been engaged for a year. Huang Yue has probably posted 365 Moments showing their love and affection. Yi Xiaoan has also heard some of their previous stories. Based on these, he drew a set of two for Huang Yue. man cartoon.

Shu Yan had to get closer, and Huang Yue had already closed the book and put it in her bag as if it were a treasure.

Yi Xiao'an wanted to turn around and put away Huang Yue's jewelry box, but Shu Yan grabbed her: "Where's mine?"

Yi Xiaoan froze for a moment, pursed her lower lip and asked, "Then what about the gift my sister gave me?"

Knowing that the little girl must be holding back some big tricks, Shu Yan didn't ask any more questions, the top note of the perfume on her body came out, Shu Yan stretched out her hand and hooked Yi Xiaoan's nose:

"For you on Saturday."

Yi Xiaoan stepped back subconsciously, and asked Shu Yan and Huang Yue if they wanted to have breakfast together, Huang Yue pouted:

"Mr. Shu is the first day back to China to go to the company. He has to come early to show everyone the three fires of a beautiful woman taking office."

Shu Yan has already picked up her bag, she is still wearing a black suit and skirt today, and her coat has been replaced with a dark red overcoat, and the word "female president" is still written all over her body as soon as she stands there.

Yi Xiao'an didn't want to keep two more people, and Shu Yan was about to put on her shoes when she suddenly thought of something: "Xiao'an, I remember there is a soft ruler at home?"

Yi Xiaoan was taken aback: "Upstairs."

"Then please go up and get it."

Yi Xiaoan frowned slightly: "Maybe I have to look for it."

The implication is that Shu Yan's time may be wasted.

Huang Yue raised her wrist, and before she had time to tell the time, Shu Yan said, "It's okay."

Yi Xiaoan hurried upstairs, the soft ruler is usually only used by Aunt Zhou occasionally, but fortunately Aunt Zhou has a good habit of tidying up, so Yi Xiaoan hurried down with the soft ruler after a while.

She was wearing a pure white suspender nightdress with some light decorations similar to feathers, and she ran like a bird.

Yi Xiao'an handed the soft ruler to Shu Yan, and Huang Yue was also wondering if his president was going to do some religious rituals in the morning. Both of them looked at the movements in Shu Yan's hands, and they heard Shu Yan say: "Xiao An, what are you doing?" The wall stands."

Yi Xiaoan happened not to be wearing shoes, so she leaned against the wall according to her words, Shu Yan opened the tape measure, and held the upper part in one hand to support Yi Xiao'an, the tape slipped from Yi Xiao'an's side, onto Shu Yan's wrist The woody fragrance just got into the nose.

The reading on the tape measure was very small, and Shu Yan was very close, almost touching Yi Xiaoan's body.

"One seven, one seven..." The reading on the tape measure was a little blurry, Shu Yan squinted her eyes, and Yi Xiao'an said, "One seven one?"

"One seventy." Shu Yan replied.

"Xiao An, it's 0."

"..."

"Mr. Shu, how tall are you? I remember the last physical examination was 172.5?" Huang Yue interjected.

"173." Shu Yan rounded up directly in her mind.

"As soon as I walked in, I felt that Xiaoan had grown taller this year. This really shows off her height. From a distance, she looks as tall as Mr. Shu!"

Of course Yi Xiao'an knew about Shu Yan's height, and also knew that he had grown another three centimeters this year, but he never expected to be so tall.

She looked up at Shuyan, Shuyan pulled the person forward from the wall, she put her hands on Yi Xiaoan's shoulders, straightened her back, as if she wanted to look at the height of the two of them, Yi Xiaoan subconsciously turned away The 3 cm height difference happened to make her accidentally rub against Shu Yan's chest.

Yi Xiao'an blushed for a moment, Shu Yan took a step back, as if she looked at the little girl with admiration: "It really grows a lot taller."

Coming out of the house, Huang Yue drove out Shuyan's Bentley Mulsanne, which had been idle for more than half a year, while reversing the car while holding his breath, for fear of scratching the 9.9% new luxury car.

After driving for a while, Shu Yan in the back seat suddenly closed the computer: "Let me take a look at the gift Xiao An gave you."

Huang Yue glanced at her from the rearview mirror: "No, Mr. Shu, peeping at employees' private feelings is a needle's eye..."

Shu Yan directly raised her chin: "Year-end bonus?"

"The gift is in my bag and you take it yourself."

Shu Yan took out the notebook and carefully opened it. It was a half-book cartoon of a pure line draft, and added some exquisite tape stickers that she had pasted.

Although Yi Xiao'an's main focus is oil painting and landscape painting, she is quite particular about abstract beauty that seems real but not real, but she doesn't have any sense of disobedience when she draws cartoons of characters.

The boys and girls in the comics are both cute and vivid, even the mole next to Huang Yue's nose never falls off.

Shu Yan flipped through her thoughts and suddenly turned to a strange point, Xiao An seemed...has never drawn a picture for her?

"By the way, Mr. Shu, I've arranged a car for you tomorrow. Over there at the cemetery... Will Xiao An follow?"

Shu Yan paused for a moment, and glanced at the row upon row of tall buildings outside the car window: "No need."

Friday's classes are all about exercises, and Yi Xiao'an walks very lightly today.After arriving in the classroom, I put down the easel and started to practice in class.

Shu Yan talked to her about the situation yesterday. Recently, there is a game studio in China that has achieved outstanding results. All companies are very optimistic about it and want to acquire it.Shu Yan was already halfway through the conversation, but an entertainment company popped up halfway and was determined to snatch it from her.

When Shu Yan went abroad, she wanted to develop together with both hands and learn some advanced foreign concepts and strategies. In the past few years, the domestic game market has expanded exponentially every year. At this time, it is difficult to return to China to continue to take root. Although it is difficult, there are also opportunities and challenges. strategy.

So no matter what, in the short term, Shu Yan will not leave again.

Even in the future, I won't leave again.

She came back so suddenly that Yi Xiao'an didn't even have time to think about what kind of happiness it would be if he lived with Shu Yan every day from now on.

She didn't dare to think about it yet.

She just felt that today's sunshine seemed to be warmer than every day before.

Zhuang Yuan may not have notified Jiang Lin of the painting exhibition. She was surrounded by a circle of people during recess, and Yi Xiaoan had no intention of listening to their conversation. There were only a few sporadic words like "I have really conceived this painting for a long time" Category.

It happened that Yi Xiao'an passed by, and someone who watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal directly raised his voice: "Jiang Lin, I think it's too early for you to worry about this. How do you know that there must be someone not going in the first five miles?"

Jiang Lin also didn't pay attention to the speaker at all:

"Some people don't like it. I don't have to worry about food and clothing. I really can't just draw a few lines in the future. I can hold a private exhibition of beauties at home."

Several people around laughed. Wang Lingling turned her head and glanced at the squad leader Zhu Ming intentionally or unintentionally.

Yi Xiaoan stopped in her tracks.

A few people around were quiet for a while, Jiang Lin remembered what happened yesterday, and after a bit of cowardice, she immediately raised her voice and pretended:

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~"

She said she was afraid, but on her face that didn't match the color of her neck, there was a frenzy of "dare to answer a word and I'll never finish with you".

Yi Xiao'an stood where she was, her gaze passed over the people around her indifferently, and stayed on the painting she put on the shelf.

This seems to be the best painting Yi Xiaoan has ever seen, Jiang Lin's drawing.

Yi Xiaoan cupped his fingers in his sleeves.After looking at the painting for a few seconds, her gaze flicked across Jiang Lin's face again. Yi Xiao'an took a light breath until she caught sight of something Jiang Lin was stepping on.

Jiang Lin sat on the table with her buttocks, and stepped on her own stool for convenience.It may be that I stepped on my own stool and stepped on an exercise book under my feet.

The above name is a boy who rarely speaks in the class.

After a brief glance, Yi Xiao'an walked past without saying a word.

The author has something to say:

Yi Xiaoan: Do I need you to tell me?

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: hate me 1 (I don't hate you hhh