Bringing a Son to Marry a Giant

Su Mu's hand was quickly retracted by Jing Zhixuan.

Su Mu was soft, and he was afraid of hurting him.

Su Mu's frightened heart trembled, and he hurriedly retracted his outstretched feet. The little hamster moved his head to the right of Jing Zhixuan five centimeters, and after a while, he leaned back and held the phone Put his hand in front of Jing Zhixuan.

The first few pictures are uphill tiger pictures.

The first one is a towering peak, above a strange stone ridge, a tall and mighty tiger walks up, looks up at the moon, his eyes are piercing, his body exudes Ling Ling's breath, and there is a domineering view overlooking everything.

Su Mu peeked into Jing Zhixuan's eyes and saw that he had put his gaze on the screen of his mobile phone. His throat tightened and he explained, "This is a tiger climbing up the mountain, which is very suitable for hanging in the office."

"..." Jing Zhixuan touched Su Mu's chest and gently beat on the table without speaking.

Su Mu retracted her gaze, pursed her lips, and nervously swiped the page to the right.

The second picture is still the tiger uphill picture, and the next is the third one. Su Mu cooperated with the explanation: "That ... you can see it, the tiger uphill picture is a symbol of victory and rights. It is the most popular today and it means everything. Ping An, step by step, there are many types of mountain tigers. Which one do you like? "

Su Mu turned to the fourth, and Jing Zhixuan suddenly said, "I don't like it."

Su Mu: "Ah? Uh ... that, as well as the downhill tiger, it's also very good. It can highlight the tiger power and use it to avoid evil ..."

Su Mu said, shaking her fingers and turning backwards, he made a few pictures of the Tiger, the Tiger, the Shuanghu and the Tiger.

"No need!" Su Mu's wrist was suddenly held by Jing Zhixuan, and then dragged into Jing Zhixuan's arms with a violent force, and her sharp jaw was raised: "I don't understand when I go up and down, I just know," Jing Zhi Xuan's handsome face was closer, and the low-dumb magnetic voice became more furious: "I'm comfortable with you."

Su Mu's relaxed fingers clenched for a moment. While her mobile phone hurt her palm, Xiaohua couldn't help shrinking: "..."

"Oh," Jing Zhixuan narrowed his eyes, quickly rubbed his finger over Su Mu's lips, then let go of him and said, "Draw a double tiger, a male, a ... like a breed like you."

Su Mu: "I ..."

After finishing speaking, Jing Zhixuan tore up his cuffs, picked up the cigarette case and lighter on the small table, pushed into his pants pocket, and went out of the flower room without looking back.

Su Mu watched Jing Zhixuan's back disappear in her eyes, and trembled her lips and finally stuck it in her throat, and said hoarsely, "Is the breed like me ...?"

He really didn't like Shuanger.

Su Mu sits down, looks down at her light gray pants, rubs a bitter smile and rubs her in a different place than men and women, lingers on her feet while lingering, and a drop of clear tears falls on the glass surface on.

At last he chuckled and said, "If I am not of this breed, how can I have Zhixuan's children? You say yes, little fish?"

If the fish could talk, what kind of answer would he give?

Jing Zhixuan left for a long time, and the rice paper in front of Su Mu still had only a few solitary lines.

Until the noon sun was a little stronger, he trembled and picked up the phone, studied the double tiger picture downloaded on the phone, and picked up the paintbrush again.

Sure enough, the painting can grind the heart. After five minutes, Su Mu was able to put her mind into the painting. Until 12 o'clock, Zhang Kexin stepped into the flower room.

"Mr. Su." Zhang Kexin saw Su Mu stop his paintbrush and turned his head, leaning back and respectfully handing the recipe in his hand to Su Mu: "This is the menu Mr. Jing ordered me to bring to you. You see what you eat, I order the canteen to prepare it for you. "

Su Mu quickly took the recipe and got up: "Canteen?"

“Well,” Zhang Kexin smiled with a signboard and explained in detail: “This is the center of the circle, and the surrounding restaurants are expensive, so the company has established an employee cafeteria, which allows employees away from home to enjoy a delicious and cheap lunch."

"Oh." Su Mu looked down at the recipe and handed it back without opening it. "Then I just go to the cafeteria for dinner. What floor is it on?"

This is the famous economic circle center of K City. It is full of golden high-rise buildings. He has been there a few times and he hasn't seen small restaurants around it. Although not very embarrassing, it should be cheap to eat in the company. He eats here, just like everyone else.

Su Mu thought.

"..." Zhang Kexin's hand holding the recipe was not retracted, but hesitated: "Mr. Su, Mr. Jing ordered you to eat in the flower room at noon."

Before Jing Zhixuan went out for entertainment, he did explain that Zhang Kexin must let Su Mu eat in the flower room.

"Uh ..." Su Mu's eyes twitched obviously. He pursed his lips and took over the recipe again. "Okay, then ... let me see."

Su Mu's face was obviously bleak, and she didn't know what she was thinking. Zhang Kexin had the feeling of saying something wrong: "Okay."

The recipes are full of dishes, Su Mu turned to the last page after reading two pages.

On the last side, I listed a few pasta dishes. Su Mu took a quick look and decided: "A bowl of burdock noodles, please."

Zhang Kexin: "So, what would Mr. Su order?"

Su Mu closed the menu and passed: "No, thank you."

"……Ok."

"That's right." Su Mu suddenly asked when Zhang Kexin turned around, "Excuse me ... where is the bathroom?"

"It's just across the corridor of the flower room." Zhang Kexin smiled back: "I took Mr. Su over and I just renewed your cup of tea."

"Thank you."

Zhang Kexin called Jing Zhixuan after going downstairs.

Half an hour later, Zhang Kexin came up with a large tray.

In addition to a bowl of sirloin noodles, there is a plate of cashew shrimp, a small portion of lava cake, and a glass of mango drink.

It's simple, but more than Su Mu.

Su Mu looked at him, thanked Zhang Ke, and helped put the food on the small table.

"Mr. Su," Zhang Kexin held the empty tray, politely: "If you need anything, please call me."

Zhang Kexin left a business card after speaking.

"Well, thank you." Su Mu: "That ... President Jing, have you gone out?"

"Yes." Zhang Kexin finished, paused, and explained, "He has entertainment at noon today."

"Okay thank you."

After Zhang Kexin left, Su Mu sat down and breathed a sigh of relief.

He shook his head and smiled, picked up chopsticks, added a piece of shrimp, and put it in his mouth.

It tastes pretty good.

but……

He is not hungry at all.

The mosuli company was off at 5:30 in the afternoon. Su Mu started to call Shi Rushui at 5:00, but she never got through.

Su Ying was very close to school at six o'clock, and Su Mu dialed her phone to scratch her heart.

Before five-thirty, Su Mu sorted out the painting tools, covered the drawing board, and hurried out of the flower room.

Out of the flower room, he couldn't help looking at the president's office, and the door was still closed.

Unexpectedly lost heart.

When Zhang Kexin saw the figure of Su Ying in the assistant room, he got up and greeted.

Su Mu looked at Zhang Kexin in a cramped manner: "Ms. Zhang, is it time to get off work?"

"Uh ..." Zhang Ke looked down at his watch subconsciously, and could only answer Su Mu's question: "... Yes."

Su Mu smiled: "Then I'll get off work first, thank you for your care."

Kexin Zhang: "..."

Su Mu left for just ten minutes, and Jing Zhixuan came back with a meteor stride, followed by three assistants, a small female assistant trotting almost all the way.

When Jing Zhixuan got off the elevator, he started pulling his tie. When Zhang Kexin greeted him, he waved his hands and walked towards the flower room.

Wei Zicheng stopped Zhang Kexin who rushed forward and winked at her: "Well, BoSS has already burned his **** and anxious to see the beauty, and the work is reported later."

Zhang Ke stared at Wei Zicheng and pushed him away: "General Manager, that ... Mr. Su has left."

Jing Zhixuan's footsteps when he turned into the flower room suddenly stopped, and his tie was suddenly torn off by him. The irritability visible to the naked eye: "..."

Zhang Kexin: "Mr. Su seems to be in trouble and asks if I get off work at 5:30, so ..."

Jing Zhixuan held his tie and walked towards the president's office. Before entering the office, he asked coldly, "How much did you eat for lunch?"

"Ah?" Zhang Ke froze for a moment: "Well ... Mr. Su finished eating the noodles, half of the cashews and shrimps, and the lava cake didn't move."

Jing Zhixuan: "..." The cake was made by him before he left the company and he went to the pastry shop. It contains Su Mu's favorite milk and strawberry slices.

Looking at Jing Zhixuan standing still, Zhang Kexin was a little embarrassed: "Well, where does Mr. Su still ask you at noon? I say you have entertainment."

Jing Zhixuan squinted and said finally: "Let's get off work."

Wei Zicheng rubbed his eyebrows with a headache: "So the entertainment over Qiao's side?"

Jing Zhixuan: "Push it, say it tomorrow!"

Wei Zicheng: "..."

After being quiet on the 56th floor, Jing Zhixuan got up from the boss chair and walked into the flower room. He walked to the drawing board and sat in the position where Su Mu sat for a day.

Until the sunset came to an end.

The next day, Su Mu asked Shi Rushui to pick up Su Ying from school in the afternoon.

Do not want Jing Zhixuan to see her down, Su Mu wore a fake brand name.

Anyway, Jing Zhixuan is a little **** in this area. _ (: з 」∠) _

Entering the mosuli company again, Su Mu's heart is much calmer than before. She can also take the elevator to the 55th floor and then take the stairs to the 56th floor.

After passing the assistant office door, he said good morning to Wei Zicheng standing at the door.

Wei Zicheng shook his throat and responded loudly: "Good morning!"

Su Mu turned her head subconsciously and saw Jing Zhixuan and He Yurou standing in the middle of the hall.

He Yurou's slender fingers are flying in front of Jing Zhixuan. Like him last time, he has a beautiful four-handed knot.

Ambiguous posture.

At this moment, He Yurou looked sideways at Su Mu. The eyes of the two slammed in the air. He Yurou's mouth deepened the smile, his hands slowly stroked his tie down, as if he was doing the final finishing work ...

Jing Zhixuan looked at Su Mu earlier than He Yurou. He fixed his eyes on the expression on Su Mu's face.

It wasn't until He Yurou's hand touched the end of his tie that he moved his head slightly towards Su Mu with a delicate movement of his brows.

Su Mu's thighs and spine were tight, her teeth touching each other in her mouth, her breathing converged sharply.

Jing Zhixuan walked to Su Mu, gave him a deep look, and then missed him facing Wei Zicheng: "Are several technical backbones notified?"

"Notice has arrived, they are all waiting on the 55th floor, and the two vice presidents are also there." Wei Zicheng throated: "The documents have been prepared."

"Well, let's go." Jing Zhixuan gave a subtle glance at the beautiful Dan Fengyan: "Zhang Tezhu, take good care of Mr. Su."

Kexin Zhang: "... Yes."

When Jing Zhixuan finished speaking, he took a big step, and He Yurou Jiao hurried to catch up: "Zhi Xuan, wait for someone ~"

When a lot of footsteps went away, Su Mu turned to Zhang Kexin, who was standing awkwardly in the same place, pursed her lips, and walked to the flower room.

One morning, I spent it again and again.

However, this did not affect his thoughtfulness. The outline of the tigress in his writing quickly emerged. The lines were resolute and smooth. Standing on the cliff outlined by a few lines on the right, he looked at the opposite side and was lonely and unparalleled. .

Painting and painting, Su Mu could not help drawing a cute little tiger with a small head on the right side of the tigress.

Ha ha. Su Mu smiled, her fingers rubbed against the tiger's ear, and her eye socket was hot.

Until he heard footsteps behind him, he hurriedly picked up the eraser and erased the faint traces.

Zhang Kexin came in, and Jing Zhixuan didn't return at noon.

Su Mu had lunch and went to the toilet. After returning to the flower room, she lay on a wooden table and turned on her mobile phone to watch the time. Then she opened Su Ying's live video in school.

For so many years, it seems that he is running for his son, but in fact, it is his son who is supporting him.

His parents died unexpectedly early, and his grandfather died of illness four years ago. Today, his son is his only relative.

The little guy, who has a lot of understanding, can always soothe his heartache.

At this point Xiao Suying had finished his lunch and was sitting on the bedside looking at the small picture book.

Compared with the noisy children around, it looks particularly elegant and noble, quiet like a prince.

Stupid again.

Su Mu smiled and enlarged her son's figure, and approached her son's head to kiss her.

The small dormitory was lively for about twenty minutes, and the children only took a good nap in the teacher Enwei.

Su Mu watched the son on the screen and closed the picture book. Only a small face was revealed when he got into the bed. He smiled and rubbed the little face of his son, and closed his heavy eyelids ...

The sun was very warm in the noon, and the muscles of the people warmed and softened. Su Mu, who had been working late for a few days, easily fell asleep and daydreamed.

In the dream, he was sitting on the carousel holding Xiaoying. When the carousel stopped, Jing Zhixuan came with a gentle smile on his face and took him by the arm around his waist.

His feet landed securely, and Jing Zhixuan didn't let go of him, instead holding him with his left hand and holding Xiaoying with his right hand.

After Jing Zhixuan took Xiaoying into his arms, he hugged him off the gorgeous carousel.

At this moment, Xiaoying was noisy about to take the Ferris wheel ...

In reality, when Jing Zhixuan stepped out of the elevator and entered the office area, Zhang Kexin heard footsteps and stood up.

Jing Zhixuan looked at her, paused, did not speak, but her eyes were a bit sharp.

Zhang Ke froze for a moment, and then he was too busy to say: "Jing, President Jing, Mr. Su has been in the flower room after lunch at noon, never came out."

Jing Zhixuan listened and walked away with his long legs in the wind.

Kexin Zhang: It's so cold {{{(> _ <)}}}

Jing Zhixuan walked out of the long corridor and saw Su Mu lying on the table and taking a nap. The corners of his mouth could not help rising, the steps were slow, and the eyes flashed indulgedly.

Jing Zhixuan came to Su Mu's side, looking at Su Mu's half face covered in the sun, gently covering his suit jacket on his back, slowly bending over, and his lips were slightly attached to Su Mu by the sun. The almost transparent cheeks ...

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