Six hundred and sixty seventh chapters convey the mind
Their eyes met, Cong Yunyun pretended to be deep in thought, "Well, it must be that I am too beautiful, which confused your eyes and made you fall in love with me deeply."
Jiang Yaojing, "..."
When did she become so shameless?
Song Yunyun sighed and held his face with both hands, "Because I followed you, I became the target of gossip."
Jiang Yaojing smiled, hooked the back of her head, and kissed her lips gently, "Being gossiped about means you are being noticed."
Song Yunyun pursed her lips, "I don't want to be criticized. They smile at me on the surface, but they don't know what they say about me behind the scenes."
"I'm going to warn them now." Jiang Yaojing stood up and pretended to be angry.
"No." Song Yunyun held him back, "If you really go, they will say that I am a charming and charming master."
"No." Jiang Yaojing looked at her with deep eyes, "You are just blowing the pillow wind."
Song Yunyun, "..."
She pushed him and said, "You are so annoying."
Jiang Yaojing smiled, grabbed her hand, "Come here."
Song Yunyun walked around the desk, followed his strength, and naturally sat on his lap.
She hugged his neck and rested her head on his shoulder, saying, "If you hear any gossip from me in the future, don't care or get angry."
Jiang Yaojing is so doting.
Buzzing…
Her cell phone suddenly vibrated.
She took it out and answered it.
It was Cheng Feng calling.
It was said that the funeral of the old dean was scheduled, and everyone in the courtyard would be there the day after tomorrow.
Cheng Feng called her to inform her because she was also invited.
She said she understood and hung up the phone.
She put down her phone and said, "The old dean's matter should be settled, and the funeral will be held."
If the problem had not been resolved, he would not have been buried so quickly.
She raised her head and looked at Jiang Yaojing, "Thank you."
Without Jiang Yaojing's help, she wouldn't know whether this matter could have been resolved so smoothly.
She relied on him, rubbed her face into his arms, raised her head and kissed him, "You are so good to me."
Jiang Yaojing lowered his head, met her lips, entwined with them, and responded vaguely, "Well, if I'm not good to you, who should I be good to?"
Song Yunyun raised the corners of her lips and kissed him more passionately.
As they intertwine, the atmosphere becomes more and more lively.
Jiang Yaojing panted slightly, inserted his fingers into the hem of her clothes, and rubbed the delicate skin on her waist, "Is that intentional?"
She can't sleep with him at all now.
Still seducing him like this!
It's not intentional, what is it?
Song Yunyun left his lips.
Raising her hand to wipe his saliva, her fingertips passed over his soft and moist lips, "No."
She didn't mean it.
She just loves him and wants to kiss him, as if this way can convey her feelings.
Just using words is not vivid enough.
"Am I disturbing you so much that you can't concentrate on your work since I'm here?" she asked softly.
Jiang Yaojing tightened his grip around her waist, "No."
Song Yunyun stood up and said, "You work hard and finish your work quickly. We will go back early."
Jiang Yaojing said, "Okay."
Song Yunyun did nothing and was bored.
I thought I would quit my job and stay home soon.
To take care of your family, you must first be good at cooking and have a few good dishes.
"Is this close to the bookstore?" she asked.
Jiang Yaojing stopped signing the document and looked up at her, "Huh? What book do you want to read? I'll ask the secretary to buy it for you."
Song Yunyun said, "It's better for me to choose myself."
"Not far." Jiang Yaojing said.
Song Yunyun reached out to him and said, "Car keys."
Jiang Yaojing opened the drawer and handed her the car key, "If you don't know the road, just use the navigation and drive slower."
Song Yunyun gave a sweet hum.
She took the car keys and walked out of the office.
Everyone greeted her warmly when they saw her.
Song Yunyun also smiled enthusiastically.
After walking into the elevator, the smile on her face slowly faded.