Rebirth of Jinse Nianhua

In the afternoon, there were only two less important elective courses for majors. In order to let Song Yu know that Song Mi had finally reappeared in the world, before the get out of class was over, I couldn't wait to sneak out of the back door of the classroom while the teacher was not prepared.

Before taking a taxi to Yushen Creative, he made a detour to Song Yu's favorite bakery, bought [-] freshly baked egg tarts and a dozen cups of hot milk tea, and then set off happily.

The road traffic at two or three o'clock in the afternoon is the best time of the day in City B. Even when I got off the taxi with several heavy bags of afternoon tea to reward Song Yu's subordinates, I could still feel a little bit of heat coming out of the bags. pop up.

I'm not stupid enough to climb the stairs with such a heavy bag of things alone. My first reaction was to call Rita to come down and help.

On the phone, Rita deliberately lowered her voice, probably in a meeting, because Song Yu's voice was louder than hers, but she readily agreed and came down immediately to help me carry things.

After hanging up the phone and waiting for less than 30 seconds, there was a rushing sound of going downstairs from the dark stairway. It was not like the sound of a girl who weighed no more than one hundred catties going downstairs. I was puzzled to see who came down and Song Yu's familiar figure soon came into view.

"Tongtong!" Song Yu smiled and walked towards me quickly, wearing only a thin black casual shirt, which looks good, but...

In city B at the end of November, the temperature is often kept below [-] degrees, and the indoor and outdoor worlds with full heating are completely two worlds, so going out dressed like Song Yu is purely courting death.

In the next second, he was hugged into a familiar embrace, and Song Yu's voice above his head was almost unreal: "Why didn't you call me when you came?"

"You are the boss, how dare I bother you to come down and be a coolie?" Realizing that Song Yu might catch a cold if he stayed downstairs for a while, so he didn't care about being able to leave so much in the middle of a meeting The employee skipped work and came down to work as a coolie, so he pushed him away with all his strength, and gave orders with a serious face, "But since everyone is down, I will reluctantly give you this opportunity."

After finishing speaking, he took the small bag that was prepared for Song Yu alone and got into the stairs first. Behind him, Song Yu smiled in a low voice, and quickly followed up with the remaining big bags.

Entering the big office of Yushen Creative, I found that all the employees stretched their necks and looked in the direction of the gate. Song Yu handed the afternoon tea to one of the tall men, and then everyone flocked to Had delicious egg tarts and milk tea.

"After eating, remember to continue the meeting and discuss. I have to see two different plans before I get off work." Song Yu said in a business-like tone, and when he turned to me after speaking, his eyes were filled with warm love in an instant, and his face changed quickly. Simply very accessible.

I was a little blushing, Song Yu smiled charmingly again, leaned towards me slowly, and naturally grabbed my waist to take me to his office.

I leaned against Song Yu's arms and lifted the small bag in my hand, and suggested in a low voice: "It's a bit cold, do you want to heat it up in the microwave?"

Song Yu suddenly grabbed my hand carrying the bag and held it firmly. He didn't say anything, and he didn't intend to stop at all, so I could only follow him upstairs silently.

The first thing I did when I entered the office was to lock the door. I knew what Song Yu was going to do next, so I quickly ran to the sofa and sat down before he locked the door.

"Why are you running so fast?" Song Yu put his hands behind his back, with an undisguised smile on his face, and walked towards me boldly.

"You still say that I can be so indiscriminate between public and private even though I'm in a meeting." Regardless of 21, first convict Song Yu.

"It's really my fault not to distinguish between public and private." Song Yu nodded and admitted his mistake. The tall figure leaned over and sat down next to me, and then wrapped his dishonest hands around my waist, and let me lean against him domineeringly. On the shoulder, the sexy thin lips pressed against my nose and said ambiguously, "But I love you so much, Tongtong is willing to punish me?"

"Why don't you give up?" Eyes widened, Song Yu slapped Song Yu lightly, pointed at the afternoon tea on the table, and said triumphantly, "I'll punish you for eating the whole thing in one go." box of egg tarts.”

"It's obviously bought for me to eat, and you still say it's punishment?" Song Yu laughed and rubbed my head into his arms, rubbing against me lovingly.

"Don't poke it!" Ever since we decided to be together, Song Yu always poked through my little tricks and didn't save me any face. It's really annoying!

"Okay, don't puncture it next time." He said it nicely, but the hand that was around me started to fumble down.

"Hey!" Grabbing Song Yu's bad hand and bringing it to his mouth, he took a bite, "What are you doing in the middle of the day? Eat quickly, and I have something to tell you after eating."

There's no way, if I don't show him some strength, Song Yu will think I'm joking with him.

But Song Yu, a shameless person, actually smiled sweetly, nodded at me and said, "Listen to my wife."

Hearing Song Yu call my wife so unscrupulously, I was actually secretly happy, but I still felt a little regretful when I thought that Song Mi and Su Chen were already a legal couple.

"Hmm." With a vague answer, he escaped from Song Yu's arms, and walked to the window alone to look at the bare tree trunks outside.

Behind him, Song Yu had already moved obediently. For some reason, he suddenly felt very relieved.

After a while, the rustling sound stopped, Song Yu got up and walked over, holding an egg tart that hadn't been squashed in his hand, and brought it to me, flatteringly said: "My wife can eat one too, this It's the only one that's still in shape."

I couldn't help laughing: "If I don't eat, I will gain weight."

"You still want to lose weight?" Song Yu also said with a smile, with a serious expression on his face and a faint sweet taste of egg tarts, "Actually, I'm not fat at all."

"You care about me?" Rolling his eyes, his tone was vicious.

"No." Song Yu put one hand on my shoulder, lowered his head and leaned closer to my ear, and whispered softly, "I just feel distressed."

"Old..." After thinking about it, I still swallowed the word that came to my mouth, and only hugged Song Yu back with both hands, just getting so close, just listening to his heartbeat, feeling the feeling that he was always by my side warmth.

2014-02-17

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