I don't know which book said it before
A man's heart and body can be separated. Obviously thinking about a woman, but you can sleep with other women, isn't that the case
Maybe it's even more exaggerated. When he was with her, he regarded her as the shadow of another woman.
It's a boring idea, but I can't stop it. His face was stained with a bit of haze.
Gu Xuewen noticed the change in her face, and tightened her waist with his big hands, and raised the corners of his mouth, feeling inexplicably happy.
"Our soldiers are more straightforward. Wherever the person is, the heart is there."
"Who knows? Is it great to be a soldier?" Zuo Panqing rolled her eyes at him, a little deliberately provocative: "Do you know that people's hearts have become bad now? Everyone likes to say one thing and do another. A soldier, too No exception."
"Then what do you mean, you are also the kind of person who says one thing and does another?" Gu Xuewen blocked her mouth with her words: "You are with me, but your heart is with other men?"
"Gu Xuewen." Zuo Panqing was so angry that she raised her hand to punch him twice. Gu Xuewen grabbed her hand, wrapped her little hand in his own, and handed her arm around his waist.
"Shut up. It's getting late."
"Ah." Zuo Panqing screamed, and pushed Gu Xuewen away forcefully: "I hate it, it's all about you."
"What's wrong?"
"I still have work to do."
Zuo Panqing went to the table and sat down. Look at the blueprint in front of you. Gu Xuewen stepped forward and took her arm: "What's wrong?"
"I have to hand in five design drawings tomorrow."
Zuo Panqing was depressed, that Xuanyuan Hao must have done it on purpose. How can it be possible to draw well in one day
But if she didn't draw it well, how could she get back the pair of cufflinks that she designed for Gu Xuewen
"Five copies?" Gu Xuewen didn't quite understand her occupation, and didn't know whether five copies were more or less, but seeing Zuo Panqing's tangled look, she knew that this task was a bit heavy: "Tomorrow morning?"
"Ah?" Zuo Panqing was stunned for a moment, then looked at Gu Xuewen: "Yes. Tomorrow."
Xuanyuan Hao didn't seem to say whether it was morning or evening, did he
"If it doesn't say whether it's tomorrow morning or afternoon. Then why don't you paint tomorrow during the day?"
Gu Xuewen looked at the time, not wanting to make her work too hard. Zuo Panqing pursed her lips and looked at the white paper on the table.
"Forget it. I'd better draw a little today."
She's not too confident. Five design drafts with different styles, and they are men's accessories.
You know, she has never touched this area. In the past, women's accessories were painted the most. Waving to Gu Xuewen: "Go to sleep. Leave me alone."
Zuo Panqing is a very stubborn person, she must get back the cufflinks she specially designed for Gu Xuewen.
With the thought together, she sat down. Gu Xuewen was not reconciled, and stepped forward to put his arms around her waist: "I said, at this time, shouldn't you have sex?"
"Stop making trouble." Zuo Panqing pulled his hand away, information about cufflinks flashed in his mind.
"I'll think about it. Five styles—"
Compared with women's clothing, which has changed a lot, men's clothing, especially men's suits, has basically not changed much in the past hundred years. It is nothing more than making changes in some fabrics and details.
The accessories that men can wear, except watches, are deducted. Many big brands of men's clothing will launch cufflinks by the way when they launch new clothing.
Some are even limited edition. Some men in the upper class even like to collect and be detained.
The style of the buckle should match the temperament of the man himself. It can be elegant, playful, uninhibited, or fancy.
From the cufflinks to the present, the styles are ever-changing. In addition to the traditional round and square. Now there are many other shapes.
Zuo Panqing stared at the white paper in front of her, thinking about her mood today. Fakai is good.
Depressed, jealous, cheerful, happy. sweet. Every mood, it seems, can be expressed with one.
Do whatever comes to mind. Zuo Panqing picked up the brush and began to draw.
Gu Xuewen stood behind her, watching Zuo Panqing's concentration. Some people say that serious women are the most beautiful. He found that it was true.
The way she lowered her head, concentrating on drawing, looked very beautiful.
The desk lamp shone on her face, making her skin fair and delicate, with a sense of transparency.
"Zuo Panqing?" He called her, and found that she didn't pay any attention to what he said. Frowning and sighing, Gu Xuewen turned and left, deciding to take a shower first.
Gu Xuewen took a shower, went to bed with a book and waited for her for a long time, but no one was there. vmnb.
His masculine dignity was injured, and he entered the study again. Zuo Panqing was still leaning over the table, painting very attentively. There are several design drafts scattered on the table.
Gu Xuewen didn't look at those pictures, and directly hugged Zuo Panqing horizontally.
"Ah—" Zuo Panqing screamed, and the pen in her hand fell on the table and rolled to the ground again. In order not to let himself fall, he instinctively stretched out his hand to hold Gu Xuewen's hand.
"What are you doing?"
"It's getting late, go to bed."
"I, I haven't finished the painting yet." She had just completed a painting, and she still had to correct it.
"It's the same when I paint tomorrow." Gu Xuewen was very forceful, and walked to the room with her in his arms: "You don't want to check the time anymore. Go to sleep."
"I want to finish painting before going to bed."
Zuo Panqing's voice was a little coquettish, but she was not very tenacious in resisting, she yawned, she was really tired.
"Let's say it first. I'm sleepy and I want to sleep. Don't touch me."
Gu Xuewen's reaction was to glance at her, and the corners of his lips raised slightly: "Do you think it's possible?"
"Pervert." Zuo Panqing rolled his eyes at him: "Can you think of anything else in your mind besides that?"
"Yes." Gu Xuewen had already carried her into the room, put her on the bed, with a playful expression: "I'm thinking, maybe we can do it in a different way today."
"Gu Xuewen." Zuo Panqing reached out and pushed his chest: "I'm covered in sweat, can you let me take a bath first?"
"It's all sweat?" Gu Xuewen raised his eyebrows, and stretched his big hand towards her back: "Let me check to see if it's true."
"Gu Xuewen—" Zuo Panqing's words were kissed off by him, and he couldn't say what he wanted to say. For a man who has been hungry all night, any resistance from her is unnecessary.
In fact, resistance is not very tenacious, more like pandering. Zuo Panqing has never felt his existence so deeply as today. Every time he enters, every rhythm. Every collision with her.
The body climbed to the peak of joy amidst extreme trembling. with his every movement. Her slender arms wrapped around his shoulders, drawing him closer to her.
As the body gets closer, the heart also gets closer.
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When Zuo Pan woke up, Gu Xuewen had disappeared. She yawned, but she was still sleepy.
Rejoice in my heart, fortunately tomorrow is Saturday. You can rest after today.
However, after washing up and entering the kitchen, he didn't see the breakfast that Gu Xuewen had prepared for him, so he stuck out his tongue, complaining somewhat insincerely.
"Sure enough, all men are like this. Once you get it, you don't cherish it."
Thinking this way in his heart, he knew that he might have a very urgent task. She took out the milk and took a sip, the cold temperature made her a little unaccustomed.
For the first time in her life, she heated the milk before drinking it.
Drinking milk is considered breakfast. Zuo Panqing went into the study to tidy up the design drawings drawn yesterday and went to work.
One day passed in non-stop drawing.
When she was about to get off work, she finally picked out five design drawings that she thought she was more satisfied with from the designs she had drawn and changed, and changed and drawn n times.
Take those blueprints to the top floor. It was the sexy secretary from yesterday.
"Left design. Are you looking for the president?"
"Yes." Zuo Panqing was anxious to get back her cufflinks: "I want to ask, is he there?"
"Sorry." The secretary shrugged: "The president is not here today. He has something to go out."
"Ah?" Zuo Panqing was depressed, Xuanyuan Hao was not here, so how could she get her work back
"Excuse me, when will he be back?"
"I don't know about that." The secretary shook his head: "He is the boss, but I'm not the boss. He doesn't need to report to me where he goes."
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean that." Zuo Panqing was embarrassed, and Xuanyuan Hao clearly said that if she didn't give her the picture today, he wouldn't return the things to her, so what would she do? To wait or not to wait
"Excuse me, do you have the phone number of the president? Can I have a call with him?"
"Okay," the secretary readily picked up the landline and pressed a few numbers. Soon, the call was connected, but—,
A cell phone rang in the CEO's office. The secretary frowned and hung up the phone: "You're out of luck. The CEO forgot to bring his cell phone."
Zuo Panqing wanted to roll her eyes, who the hell, even a big boss can forget her mobile phone, check the time, she will be off work in half an hour: "I'll come back later."
Since Xuanyuan Hao forgot to bring his mobile phone. Then I will definitely come back to get it: "Sorry, if the president will come back to get the phone after a while, can you tell me? Or tell him that I came to find him?"
"No problem." The secretary smiled: "If he will come back, I will tell you."
"Thank you." Zuo Panqing nodded to her, turned and left.
Zuo Panqing went downstairs to leave, and the door of the CEO's office opened at this moment. Xuanyuan Hao came out from the inside, and glanced at the secretary: "You have performed well, and next month, the financial department will give you a 10% salary increase."
"Thank you, President." The secretary nodded, with joy in his eyes: "This is what I should do."
"Yeah." Xuanyuan shook the car key in his hand: "I'll go first, if Zuo Design will come up later, just say, I called to tell you, I will come back to get my phone."
"Yes." The secretary nodded, watching Xuanyuan Hao leave, and when she got off work, Zuo Panqing really came.
"Hello, isn't the president back?"
"No." The secretary shrugged, and a trace of helplessness flashed across his face: "He would come back to get his phone before, but this time he didn't."
"Oh." Zuo Panqing nodded, and glanced at the secretary: "Can I wait for him here?"
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The first update today, Khan, knocking on the bathroom today. It will be very noisy, what should I do? Woohoo. I'll try to update it.