Although it was an imperative and serious tone, Zhong Nuannuan smelled a sour smell.
In fact, having said so much, he just wanted to tell her that Aiden is a bad man, no matter how good he is, don't get close to him, right
Understanding Chiyang's heart, Zhong Nuannuan responded: "Don't worry, I already have a fiancé, why do I get close to him? Even if I have to get close, it's still as a relative. Brother Chiyang, don't worry Come on, why does Zhong Qianqian like to go? It has nothing to do with me. I won't like any man except you. "
I don't like any man but you...
I will not like any man but you! ! !
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Chi Yang only felt his head explode violently, and the whole world was only filled with these words that made him ecstatic.
The two talked on the phone for two hours without any interruption.
After hanging up the phone, Zhong Nuannuan felt an incredible feeling.
Is this really the man who can chat to death twice for two days
Isn't this progress too fast
And the man who made rapid progress had a soothing smile on his lips at this moment, reached out and pressed the button to turn off the air conditioner in the office.
I said five sentences before, and I was sweating nervously.
As for the phone call just now, although he was nervous at first, he felt very enjoyable and comfortable during the chat.
After chatting for two full hours, he hung up the phone, and he was dry and comfortable without sweating.
"Chen Ke."
The guard at the door heard the director's order and hurried in.
"Director."
"Give you two days off on weekends."
"Ah?" Regarding the pie that fell from the sky, Chen Ke was a little puzzled by Monk Zhang Er.
Chi Yang picked up two pieces of A4 paper from the table, and words were densely written on the paper.
Chen Ke understood it instantly. He cracked his mouth and smiled, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.
"Director, did you make any progress just now?"
"Talked with my partner for two hours." Chi Yang said shyly.
"Director, you are really amazing. When I first started chatting with my wife, we couldn't talk for that long."
"Okay, go home on the weekend and spend time with your wife."
"Thank you, Director! Congratulations, Director!"
Chen Ke, who gave the director a bad idea and got two days off for nothing, was overjoyed. After congratulating the director, he happily went out and continued to stand guard.
Chi Yang looked at the two pages of papers on the table, the corners of his lips could not stop smiling.
In the afternoon, he missed his little wife very much, so after Ning Wenhao reported to him that the mobile phone had been delivered, he called her.
Unexpectedly, after only a few words, the two of them had to hang up the phone.
This feeling of clearly missing, but unable to express, clearly having thousands of words, but unable to pour out the feeling in his heart, made him very uncomfortable.
Song Qing is single, so he didn't ask Song Qing for advice. But he knew that although Chen Ke, the guard standing guard at the gate, was young, he had already married last year, and he had even coaxed his wife into submission. So in the afternoon, he asked Chen Ke for advice.
Regardless of his young age, this kid has an emotional intelligence that he can't even catch up with.
After hearing his confusion, Chen Ke said three words to him—type, draft, draft!
It is said that bragging does not make drafts, but every time when it comes to chatting, I can’t speak and feel nervous, so I must make drafts.