Ginger Flower

The next day, Jiang Hua didn't go to Cheng's company.

why?

Because my waist can no longer straighten up.

straight!No!rise!Come!up!

Cong Shen that stallion!Stallion!Stallion! !

Jiang Hua lay on Cong Shen's bed, silently cursing Cong Shen that it would be better if the little penis rotted, so that the one in front of him could play a role.

I was tossed to death last night, and I was pressed on the dining table once when I ate half of the takeaway.After heating up the takeaway and eating, Cong Shen dragged her into the bedroom again.Ended up being crushed in the bathroom again.

this!Only!Stallion!Stallion! !

A real case of long-distance love.

In addition to eating is doing.

Before Cong Shen got off work, Jiang Hua was lying on the bed, too lazy to move, as if he had returned to before liberation overnight.

How chic yesterday was, walking with wind.

It's good to be able to walk today.

"Jiang Hua, have you eaten yet?" Cong Shen put down his briefcase and looked at Jiang Hua's naked back, feeling distracted again.

Jiang Hua shook her head and said, "I'm too lazy to go to the door to get takeaway."

"To be so lazy..."

"...Hey, who do you think caused this!"

Jiang Hua looked at Cong Shen ordering takeaway, and looked away angrily.But he missed the warm gaze that Cong Shen turned to look at him.

It seems that all the tenderness of this life has been soaked in that one look.

"Cong Shen, have you figured out your plan?" Although Jiang Hua said he didn't mind, she was still thinking about Cong Shen's work.

"Aren't you afraid that I will take root here and don't want you? What you should think is that I'd better not think of anything, and I'll be fired tomorrow, so I'll go back to City S with you obediently."

Jiang Hua heard the thorn in his tone and said, "Yes, you'd better go back with me now. Don't stay here for another minute."

Cong Shen didn't speak, looking at the back of Jiang Hua's head, he really wanted to slap him.

Anyway... try supporting me too.

I am very tired.

The conversation between the two broke up again, and even though Cong Shen showed weakness and told a joke in the end, there was still some grievance between the two of them.

It can't be adjusted.

Cong Shen had a hard time in the company, this is the fact that Jiang Hua saw that day.

No matter be from the colleague relation in the company, still be the job that has no experience.

In the middle of the night, Jiang Hua fell into a drowsy sleep, and habitually touched the bed next to her, but her expected body was gone, only the cold sheets.

Cong Shen...

Jiang Hua endured the sore waist and walked outside step by step.

A typhoon was turned on in the study, and a cloth was covered over it in case the light was too bright. Under the light, Cong Shen's face was projected.

already asleep...

The table was in a mess, pencils and balls of waste paper were thrown here and there.A bowl of cold instant noodles was put aside, and a cup of strong coffee.

Cong Shen held a pen in his hand, and his profile looked very serene, like a princess under a spell.

Jiang Hua picked up a stool and looked at Cong Shen's sleeping face with his chin resting.

The facial features are not considered good-looking, but when put together, they made me think about them for seven or eight years. The eyelashes are very long, but the eyes are not big.It is obviously very cute when it is stared up, but it can always scare children to cry.The lips are thin, but sensual when licked.

Strong arms, rarely go to the gym to exercise, and have grown this tendon for no reason.

The more Jiang Hua thought about it, the more she felt like a pervert. Cong Shen looked like this when he was a child.

More childish, less strong.

His fingers unconsciously scratched his face, and only when he came back to his senses did he realize that he had touched Cong Shen's lips.

Jiang Hua blushed a little and withdrew her hand, pretending to calmly pull out the draft plan made by Cong Shen.

Going back to the room and bringing a notebook, Jiang Hua sat next to Cong Shen, and slowly organized the draft into PPT for his use.

It was still early before dawn, and Jiang Hua was not in a hurry. When he was tired, he looked up at Cong Shen's sleeping face, and he would be satisfied again.

Actually, just like what Han Lin said.

There is no need to distinguish between work and love.

Being together is already a gift to myself.

It would be too much to ask for more.