Xia Lang

Li's long hair is scattered casually, if there is nothing to outline the slender white neck, she is wearing a simple and elegant white dress with a light-colored cardigan on the outside, and her figure is slim and stretched, so she looks good in such a simple match .

This is... his blind date?

From top to bottom, Shang Jun could see the thick long eyelashes of that gentleman from Shang Jun's angle, and she was suffocated the moment she met Song Linju's eyes, which can be regarded as countless people.

The front looks better Help!These eyebrows and eyes are simply sculpted according to her aesthetics. It would be great if I could let him be my model.

The girl in front of him just looked at him and didn't speak for a long time. Song Linju stood up and said with some doubts: "Hello?"

The clear and magnetic voice made the cochlea tickle. Shang Jun blinked and quickly came back to her senses, and asked with a smile, "...Hello, is this...Mr. Song?"

Her mother whispered so many words in her ear, she only remembered one surname.

But I still remember a last name.

Song Linju's eyes fell on the shallow dimple at the corner of her mouth, and he was a little dazed for a while, "Miss Shangjun?"

Seeing him staring at her, Shang Jun's lips curled up, and the dimples at the corners of her mouth became more obvious, and she replied in a good mood: "It's me."

Shang Jun's pear dimple is not as deep as most girls'. It is full of sweetness that exceeds the standard. It is just a shallow depression. Even if you smile, it is not obvious. The sweetness is not enough but the elegance is more than enough. Comfortable temperament.

The coldness on Song Linju's brows since he raised his head seemed to have subtly melted under the warm sun, "Hi Miss Shang, I'm Song Linju."

Looking at the slender hands with distinct joints in front of him, as if they were carved little by little, Shang Jun couldn't help feeling the Creator's preference again.

She held it up, and the two of them touched each other politely with their fingertips.

"I have long admired the name."

After greeting each other, Song Linju gentlemanly opened the opposite chair for Shang Jun.

After Shang Jun sat down with her skirt folded, Song Linju returned to her seat and handed the paper menu to her, explaining: "Because I don't know what Miss Shang likes, I only ordered the pot of Longjing. Miss Shang, let's see what I want to drink. Is it? Or you can order directly."

Shang Jun didn't refuse, smiled at him thankfully and took the menu.

She came directly from the gallery. She had been busy all morning in the dark, and she was so hungry that her chest was on her back. If she was given a cow now, she might be able to eat it all.

After a cursory glance at the menu full of pictures and texts, just about to report the names of the few dishes I remembered, I almost remembered that there was a high-quality blind date sitting opposite me.

Shang Jun secretly swallowed the saliva she was secreting crazily, and forced herself to look away from the menu.

With his prospects, in front of such a handsome guy, he can still focus on cooking first.

Shang Jun handed the menu back to Song Linju who was watching her attentively, "Does Mr. Song have any delicious dishes to recommend?

She smiled shyly, "You know, I just returned to China a few days ago, and it's my first time here today."

The number of times Song Linju came here is not infrequent, because he often comes here to get together with Sun Wenhao and the others, and he has tasted almost all the dishes here.

Song Linju thought for a moment, took the menu and placed it horizontally between them so that both of them could see it.

"If Miss Shang's taste is bland, these two dishes taste good..."

Shang Jun watched the person opposite patiently recommending dishes for her, and when he looked up, he nodded from time to time in response.

After Song Linju finished speaking, Shang Jun said softly: "Okay, just follow your recommendation, light or spicy is fine, I'm not very picky."

The matter of ordering food finally fell on Song Linju. When ordering food, he carefully asked Shang Jun about his taboos.

Looking at the young man exuding focused charm, Shang Jun's smile became softer and softer, and he couldn't help feeling that it was so cool to have lunch with such a gentleman.

After the waiter left, he felt that the person on the other side was still staring at him with inexplicable eyes. Although Shang Jun was no longer an ignorant young girl, but being stared at by such a handsome gentleman for a long time, she still couldn't avoid her face. hot.

Shang Jun wiped her face lightly with her fingers, "What's wrong, is there something on my face?"

Song Linju originally thought that if she said it directly, it would embarrass the other party, but she didn't expect to ask herself, "Well, Miss Shang has some paint on her nose."

Hearing that her face was really dirty, Shang Jun's face became even hotter, and she wondered if she also happened to grow on his aesthetic...

It's all because I was too hasty when I came out, I don't know if the paint sticks to my face, does Mr. Song think she is a sloppy woman?

It seems that I heard my mother say that he is a doctor. His first impression of her should be very bad, right?

Shang Jun quickly took out a wet tissue, in order to prevent the paint from smearing on her nose, she pressed it carefully with the wet tissue.

She looked up at him, "Erased it?"

The woman has fair skin, and the deep blue paint on the tip of her nose does not damage her appearance at all, but adds a touch of style to her.

Seeing her almost dazed wiping, Song Linju described its location as detailed as possible, "on the right side of the bridge of the nose, near the tip of the nose."

Shang Jun fumbled according to his instructions, "What about now?"

Seeing that Mr. Song's eyes were still on the tip of his nose, Shang Jun seemed to hear a very soft sigh, like the wind stopped and started.

A pleasant male voice sounded, "Do you need help?"

Shang Jun didn't expect such progress today, and after being slightly stunned, she quickly said, "Then...thank you, Mr. Song."

With her consent, Song Linju took out a wet towel, stood up, and leaned over.

Under the shadows, Shang Jun was surrounded by a pleasant smell, like the smell of early spring, mixed with the smell of flowers in the cold wind, she did not close her eyes shyly, but took advantage of this rare From a close distance, use the gaze as a pen to copy Song Linju's cold and handsome face.

Song Linju is tall and has long legs, but his expression is a bit cold, but today he wears a beige sweater under his black coat, the warm atmosphere softens the awe-inspiring coldness, coupled with the leisurely looseness between his eyebrows and eyes, Long before Shang Jun came, many ladies frequently looked there.

And when Shang Jun came, the combination of handsome men and beautiful women, coupled with the heart-pounding intimacy, attracted more people to look at them.

The man who was walking in front suddenly stopped, and the management of Yaxianxuan almost bumped into the evil god.

After the middle-aged man slammed on the brakes, he took two steps back in shock.

Management Zheng glanced at Secretary Zhao, what's wrong?Boss, why did he stop suddenly?

Secretary Zhao shook his head slightly, indicating that he didn't know either.

The two subconsciously followed the boss's line of sight.

It seemed to be a couple, the handsome young man leaned down and carefully wiped the tip of the nose of the girl opposite, but the ambiguous gesture seemed to be about to kiss at any time.

The sunshine outside the window was just right, and the picture was so beautiful that it looked like the CG in the card game my daughter was addicted to recently. Management Zheng suddenly understood why her daughter insisted on paying a lot of money to collect pictures.

But what is the boss doing all the time staring at them?If it's an acquaintance, why don't you just go and say hello?

Could it be... an ex-girlfriend?

In just a short while, Manager Zheng filled out hundreds of thousands of words of love, hate, and hatred in his mind.

Sensing Youdao's intense gaze on him, Song Linju turned his head slightly and turned his head to look over.

Although many people looked at him since he came in, most of them were curious and could feel it, but they didn't make him feel any real discomfort.

This kind of gaze that was so intense that it seemed to burn a hole in him made him feel a little offended.

The extremely aggressive gaze came from a tall man, who was 1.9 meters up. After seeing the man's face clearly, Song Linju stood up subconsciously after being slightly stunned.

The man who was staring at Song Linju saw him turn his head, instead of dodging, his eyes staring straight at Song Linju became darker, unable to reflect anything, like a dark night where you can't see your fingers.

They just stood like this, across the long river of time, looking at each other from a distance.

When the two looked at each other, there was something secretly surging, which caused the river of time to slam into the high embankment. Every drop of splashed water reflected fragments of memories, which were unblocked and swarmed into the mind.

"What's the matter? Are you an acquaintance?" A soft female voice pulled Song Linju away from the inexplicable stalemate with that person.

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I, Niu Hulu·Li Zhaozhuo, are back!

Shurachang

Shang Jun followed the eyes of Mr. Song who suddenly stopped moving.

Inadvertently seeing the man staring at Mr. Song's eyes, the body felt the danger earlier than the brain, and the hairs stood on end, as if the sunlight falling on the body at this time was cooling every inch under his gaze.

Who is that man?

Good-looking is good-looking, but the eyes are a little too fierce, as if they are going to rush over and eat Mr. Song at any time, which is very scary.

Song Linju retracted his gaze, and his eyes fell on Shang Jun's slightly curious face.

He suddenly realized why Uncle Li had carefully arranged this blind date for him.

No wonder, it turned out that he was back.

Looking at it from a distance just now, he has changed a lot.

The most intuitive thing is to be taller and thinner.

The soft flesh on the cheeks that represent greenness has faded away, and the face without a trace of excess flesh is tough and sharp, and the modeling is generally three-dimensional.

The biggest change is the demeanor and temperament.

If we say that Li Zhaozhuo used to be unrestrained and unrestrained, he was like a raging fire burning on a dry autumn field, with scorching heat.

The him standing in front of him now is like a wildfire whose fuel has been burnt out, no longer shining brightly outside, but just a few inconspicuous sparks hidden under the black ashes, implying that