How Much for a Pound of Cuteness

Chuichi underestimated Lu Jiaheng.

He has more than an independent office. This office is quite large. The one at the end has large floor-to-ceiling windows and bright light. There is a small double sofa and a coffee table near the door.

Why do the interns in this company have such a good working environment?

Chuichi felt that this man had gone through a backdoor for 80%. Maybe his dad was a manager, the department director or something.

This evil group of rich people who walked through the back door is really enviable.

In fact, Chuichi did misunderstand Lu Jiaheng. Just two days ago, Lu Jiaheng was sitting in the tofu block in the big office outside. This office was just moved in, and she was just caught up.

Churi sat down on the sofa, holding her little lunch box in her arms.

When Lu Jiaheng came over, she slowly put the lunch box on the coffee table, took it out of the insulated bag, opened it, and placed a small box on the table one by one, three dishes, and the soup that was boiled in vain, The rice is placed in a small box separately, which is crystal and soft.

Lu Jiaheng has a feeling of being fed: "Did you make it all?"

Chuchi held his face and said honestly: "My mother made it, I don't know how to cook, I just turned it over."

She stretched her hand to her face, and the band-aid on the back of her hand leaked from the cuff.

Lu Jiaheng's eyes fell on it, stopped, and put a piece of ribs on the rice: "You don't need to know, I will get it later."

Chuichi obviously didn't believe it, and looked at him seriously: "Lu Jiaheng, do you want to starve me to death?"

"..."

Lu Jiaheng was going to have a meeting in the afternoon, and Churi originally wanted to wait for him to finish before eating, but he didn’t know where he took a small blanket and handed it to her, and put down all the blinds in the office: "Sleep for a while and sleep , I'll get off work early today and send you back."

The sky was covered, the light in the office was dimmed, the central air-conditioning heater was sufficient, the sofas and blankets were soft, and the air seemed to be full of drowsiness.

Chuchi leaned on the sofa, pulled the small blanket to cover, and fell down softly: "What time do you have a meeting?"

"Three o'clock in the afternoon."

Chuichi Wenyan climbed up again, vigorously cheering up, and widening his eyes: "Then I will play with you for a while."

Lu Jiaheng licked his lips and smiled, walked over to sit next to her, grabbed her and brought her over, covered the blanket, and coaxed the child to pat like: "Sleep."

Chuichi was also very upright, and quickly found a comfortable posture in his arms, his nose tipped against the small head of his shirt and arched inwards.

For a moment, Lu Jiaheng was a bit dazed.

It seemed as though they were back a few months ago, and in their car back from Cangyan Mountain, the little girl slept comfortably against him, and the fragrant, small animals rubbed against him.

At that time his mind was hazy and vague, careful and cautious, because she suddenly approached unconsciously wanted to laugh, but she did not fully understand what was going on.

The girl is his now.

His head was buried in his arms, and the whole person was wrapped in him like a big doll, and he was alone from head to toe.

Lu Jiaheng raised his lips silently.

The next second, I remembered what Mr. Lu said to him before.

Lu Jiaheng slowly smiled and lowered his eyes, looking at the long thick eyelashes covered by the girl in her arms, raised her fingers, touched her fingertips gently, whispered: "In the beginning, you usually sleep a few nights Hours."

Hatsuri felt a little itchy and rubbed his eyes a few times with the back of his hand: "I want to sleep twelve."

Lu Jiaheng laughed out loud, quiet.

After two minutes, he raised his hand and touched her eyelids.

Hatsuri frowned unhappily, opened his eyes and looked at him vaguely, his small head crooked, his face buried in his arms, he arched more inside, and he made a vaguely muttering protest. .

Lu Jiaheng's tongue tip licked the lower lip bead, leaned down slightly and kissed her earlobe: "Good afternoon, little lazy pig."

Lu Jiaheng had already left by the first day of sleep when he woke up and opened his eyes.

The office was quiet, the blinds were tightly drawn, the light was dim and slightly dark, and it was a bit chaotic for a while, and it was not clear whether it was day or night.

Chuichi yawned two times, screaming with water vapor, lying on the sofa for a while, then got up, grabbed the phone on the coffee table and looked at the time.

It's almost five o'clock.

Lu Jiaheng held a meeting for almost two hours, and Chuchi didn't know how long it would normally take for a meeting in the company. She knelt on the sofa and realized that her shoes had also been taken off.

She went down to the ground, stepped on her shoes, and walked to the window to pull open the blinds, the sky glowed, the blood red in the sky, looking down was the uneven steel forest.

Hakuchi wobbled a few times in the office, looked here and there, she didn't move the information on his desk, only looked at the small ornaments on the desk.

Churi sat in a chair holding the globe on the table for a while, and after watching them one by one in Australia, Africa and Oceania, I finally felt a little bored.

She put the globe back in place, and her eyes were off, seeing the books on the table.

He was hesitated for a moment, and hesitated, but still slipped over the chair and glanced quietly.

A lot of gat study materials and teaching materials, as well as a few tables from top foreign business universities.

Everything is brand new and there is no trace of being touched.

At the beginning of the first three years of high school, Ms. Deng also wanted to send her abroad to go to university.

She also went to learn IELTS specifically, took a seven-point test, and finally her first father changed temporarily, and did not agree to regret her life and death, plus Chuichi did not want to be so far away from home, and finally gave up.

At the beginning of that period, he learned a lot of examinations related to studying abroad, including gat and gre, which are used for study abroad.

Hatsumi's fingers were a little stiff, and he bit his lip, carefully closing the book and sorting it out.

She was about to stand up, and the sound of the office doorknob suddenly sounded. At first, people stiffened, thinking that Lu Jiaheng had returned, and suddenly felt a sense of guilty conscience as a thief.

Seeing that the door was about to be pushed open, he squatted down with his hands and feet and used his hands and feet to drill into the bottom of a huge desk.

She had just crawled in, and felt that this behavior did not seem to have any substantial meaning.

She just wanted to crawl out of it, and suddenly a pair of legs appeared in front of her.

A pair of straight, slender legs wrapped in transparent stockings, slender ankles, and a pair of black high-heeled shoes.

For the first time, he was surprised for a moment, holding the carpet in her hand. The movement she wanted to crawl out of was changed, and she flinched inside again.

There was a soft sound on the table above her head, like a sound of something on it. At the moment, Hakuchi became alert and secretly lowered her head, trying to glance at her face.

When she was at home, she also accompanied Ms. Deng to watch TV series. This kind of plot is generally the kind of secretly stealing information or work reports while taking a meeting, or commercial secrets.

At the beginning of his mind, Lu Jiaheng was suddenly grasped by the opponents in the commercial battle. All the plans were caught by surprise, and his expression was stunned and gray.

However, the upper part is the skirt of the light-colored suit, the thin waist that is not grasped, and the rest is blocked by the edge of the table.

Hakuchi's head was almost on the carpet, and he saw nothing.

The woman turned and walked away, the high heels drowned in the carpet, and the first gardener waited for a while before quietly drilling out and looking down.

There was nothing on the table, but a cup of coffee.

There is a delicate lace coaster underneath, and a paper towel inside the cup holder, wrapped with two pieces of sugar cubes.

At first he was stunned.

She stood at his desk and did not notice that Lu Jiaheng came in.

Until he came over and tapped the table lightly.

Chuichi looked up, his expression a little dull: "Have you had a good meeting?"

He didn't have a mirror in his office, she hadn't slept in her sleep, her hair was a little messy, and her hair tips were slightly curled.

Lu Jiaheng raised her hand and grabbed her hair, and rubbed her head again: "Well, let's go home."

Hatsuji did not respond, and stood there dumbly.

For a while, she lowered her eyes and slowly swallowed "Oh": "Let's go then."

Before leaving, she glanced back at the stack of materials and textbooks on his desk.

She rubbed her eyes and called him: "Someone just came in and gave you coffee."

Lu Jiaheng is taking her coat and shaking it away: "Huh?"

Chuichi was already used to his current service, opened his arms obediently, stretched his arms over his head, and looked up at him with his head up: "Don't you drink?"

Lu Jiaheng crouched down and wrapped her scarf: "Don't drink."

"Oh, why are you doing this, people make coffee for you, and you want to drink it." Hatsune wrinkled his eyebrows and educated him.

Lu Jiaheng dragged the edge of her scarf forward: "Will you cook for me?"

Chuichi blinked.

"You didn't cook it, why should I drink it."

Hakuchi couldn't think of anything else to say about him, and could only say dryly, "You are a little wasteful like this."

Lu Jiaheng's eyes were faint and suddenly approached: "Who did you see who sent it?"

"Saw." Her long legs.

Chuchi looked down at his leg, feeling that he was not two thirds long.

Lu Jiaheng raised his eyebrows slightly: "Someone made coffee for your boyfriend, and you even persuaded me to drink it?"

Chuichi's expression was confused: "Isn't this everyone's share?"

"..."

Lu Jiaheng gritted his teeth: "No, only I have it."

When Chuichi heard the words, his expression suddenly became serious: "Lu Jiaheng, if you don't like others, you should seriously refuse her and apologize."

Lu Jiaheng felt that she might be a little mentally ill, masochistic or something, she was empathetic and did not scold him, nor did she play with a little temperament, and gave him a serious education, but made him uncomfortable. Passed her a few times and never saw her alone."

Unexpectedly, Chuchi didn't live up to his expectations, suddenly frightened, and then began to pull the scarf on his face angrily: "Do you want to see her alone?!"

"..."

Wrapped the scarf that she pulled down again and then the two went downstairs. It was during the evening rush hour. The car was blocked and the water leaked. I slept for the whole afternoon, sober, and sat quietly on the co-pilot's head against the car The window is in a daze.

The little girl was chattering at noon, but at this time it was quiet and silent, Lu Jiaheng looked at her sideways: "Cold or not?"

Chuichi shook his head.

"hungry?"

Chuichi still shook his head.

Just after shaking, her stomach screamed softly.

"..."

Chuchi swelled his cheeks, puffed out, turned around with a blink of an eye, and looked a little cautiously: "Senior, what are your plans after graduation?"

This name is really a long time gone. He has got used to her name of Lu Jiaheng and Lu Jiaheng. After listening to something unexpected, he turned back and said: "I plan to wait for you to grow up and give me a little gardenia."

"..."

With a bang, Chuichi's face seemed to be burning.

She lifted her two hands and slammed her red auricle, stuttering: "What are you talking about! Are you ashamed! I don't want to have a little gardenia!"

Lu Jiaheng licked his lips with a smile, said lazily: "OK, then I am born."

"..."

This began to let the moonlight exquisite lightning fart.

In the first half of February, the Spring Festival is approaching.

The weather in Laba was extremely cold in the past few days, and Chuichi was lazy to get out the door in winter, which made him even lazy.

For many days in a row, Hatsuji seemed to be very worried.

Even at night, she didn't sleep well. She dreamed that Lu Jiaheng was lying on the table with her head hanging down, not knowing what she was doing. She walked over curiously and saw the gat test materials on his desk.

The information came alive, with hands and feet growing up, bouncing around on the table, proudly watching her make a weird laugh, and laughing while saying, "Break up, you are not our opponent!" "

At this time, Lu Jiaheng finally raised his head and smiled at her: "I love learning, the two best words in my life are learning, not Hakuchi."

The first heart in the dream said: Isn't this good?

How positive.

After waking up, Hakuchi was so scared that he felt like he was devilish.

She struggled for a long time, and wanted to ask him again, but she didn't want to ask.

It will take at least three years for him to go back to study abroad. Chuichi felt that this was a very important thing. He will start his senior year next year, and it is also a matter of close proximity, but he did not tell her at all.

It didn't seem to want to talk to her and discuss the meaning.

He didn't want to tell her, or he felt unnecessary.

Chuichi himself told himself that he probably hadn't had time. Anyway, he was in his junior year. He might not have found a chance to tell her about it.

Since he didn't say it, then he should have his own considerations and ideas, and think about it for the first time.

Then she will wait again.

Wait a minute, if he still didn't say this after school, she asked.

At 9:30 in the evening, Chuchi sat on the bed, staring down and staying for a while.

After thinking about it, I still feel a little angry.

She swelled her cheeks vigorously, puffed out, and sat like a little puffer for a while.

Chuichi raised his arm, took the mobile phone from the bedside cabinet, and sent WeChat to Lu Jiaheng: I hope you are constipated tomorrow! ! ! ! !

The author has something to say:

Prince: "..."

Constipation is probably the most vicious curse a young girl can think of.

After all, my country's national conditions are ten men and nine hemorrhoids.