Chapter 606 (1/2)

It was he who destroyed her love and completely derailed her life!

The eyes meet, the swords are shining, and Feng Yizheng unconsciously increases the strength of his hand, but his throat is full of bitterness. Just want to say something, the mobile phone rings again, which reminds him of something. He takes back his hand slightly decadent:

”I have time, this time, I will wait for you!”

He took out his mobile phone and looked at it. He didn't answer it. He turned around and opened the door. ”I'm sorry”

left three words and sighed quietly. Then he walked out slowly and closed the door for her. Looking at the door, Ji Qianyu stayed for a long time -

this night, she lost sleep again.

There was no time to be sad. The next morning, Ji Qianyu was awakened by the phone. Then he took a piece of bread and hurried to the studio. As soon as she entered the office, the huge tulip bouquet hurt her eyes instantly.

Don't ask, she even knows who sent the flowers!

Familiar packaging, familiar modeling, familiar bouquets, are her favorite look! Only he can hang a pair of tassels on the lace of the flower package, which can be broken and fluttered. For example, the lovers are whispering in thousands of whispers. He said that she has a magic power, such as her name, which makes people want to deeply explore and listen to her!

At this moment, once the intention, but like a sharp knife straight in her heart!

As soon as she grabbed it, she threw it directly into the big garbage can with fertilizer on one side and turned to the office area in the partition. Slumped in a rotating chair, Ji Qianyu is inexplicably upset:

What are men? At this time, can you lick your face and send her flowers as if nothing happened?

Get up, she went to make a cup of coffee, rub the forehead of the hair ache: blame that devil, and make her not rest well all night!

What did she do?

In the middle of dryness and depression, a slight tick came. She got up and poured coffee. After two laps, she took a sip. Looking out of the window at the sunshine, her mood gradually calmed down. In turn, she began a day of intense work.

The exhibition is close at hand. Every day, Ji Qianyu is so busy that she is dizzy. However, for several days in a row, Wen Wuxin will send a bunch of flowers to her every day. Every time she enters the door, she is impatient and wants to hit people. Even though she has rejected many times, she doesn't know why the flowers still arrive at her desk.

That day, when she entered the door, she saw the bouquet again, but she lost her temper and threw it directly into the garbage can.

Habitually, she buttoned up a large black garbage bag, turned around and washed her hands, made coffee, and opened a light music. When she was free, she picked up her mobile phone and turned it over. She called Rino again. Jiqianyu began to wonder:

”strange! Where have you been fooling around? Wechat doesn't reply? You don't answer the phone? ”

I'm busy, and so are you? Can you still use me to catch you in the company?

Glancing at the date, thinking that the exhibition is near at hand, there are a lot of messy things waiting for the end. With a sigh, Ji Qianyu can only give up:

”forget it! Please come back alone! No, you should invite me! I'm in a bad mood! ”

Muttering, she went to pick up the coffee, leaned against the table and chair, sipped it, and turned over the space. Suddenly, a message came into her eyes:

[who said that two young people are not tender: the most romantic in the snow]

a thunderbolt?

It's a fight!