How Much for a Pound of Cuteness

As if the heart had been quiet for many years, the heart was beating again. From her, everything that had spread all over her body became alive.

Her eyes were bright and clear, and she looked at him sincerely, her tongue rolled up and every word spit out gently fell on his heart.

Lu Jiaheng lowered her eyes and looked at her, suddenly raised her hand and pulled her into her arms.

He rubbed her soft hair with the tip of his nose, and his voice fell gently: "Well, I also want to be a better person for you."

His first head was buckled back into his arms again, and his voice looked a little dull: "Then you go, how long will it take?"

"One or two years."

Chuichi "ah" gave a small voice, "It's not long."

Lu Jiaheng paused, raised his head, and the people retreated.

His eyes narrowed slightly, his eye shape was slightly sharp, and there was always a sense of oppression when squinting to see people. At this time, he was wearing glasses to see what was different.

Hatsumi thought about it for a long time, what is that word called, ghost?

She stood there thinking silently, and then he listened to him lightly: "Are you still short of time?"

Chuichi looked up and his expression looked more sincere than when he just said, "I hope you get better." "You are so stupid, you have to pass the final exam, can you learn something in a year or two?"

"..."

Lu Jiaheng thought his girlfriend had misunderstood him.

From a young age to a large number of young masters who are counted as first-class masters, they should correct her.

Young Master Lu struggled: "At the beginning, my grades were actually okay, and I didn't pass the final exam."

Chu Zhi opened his mouth slightly and said blankly: "Have you bribed the teacher?"

Lu Jiaheng: "..."

Knowing that Lu Jiaheng had to leave, the two of them might have a foreign relationship for almost two years, and Chuichi did not desperately keep his image of a sensible girlfriend.

Specifically, the number and frequency of messages she sent to Lu Jiaheng became higher.

Of course, it would still be clear when he was busy or at work, she would often take the initiative to find him at noon or at night.

Lu Jiaheng almost jumped up happily and was in a good mood every day. The motivation in the morning was to wait for his girlfriend to have a video call at noon, and the motivation in the afternoon was to go home at night with his girlfriend. The motivation for daily life was to raise his girlfriend later .

The love of going up and downstairs is already in a different place, and sometimes there will be a secret private meeting on the balcony of the study.

It's a bit like the magpie bridge that Cowherd and Weaver stepped on, but it's just a bunk bed.

Lu Jiaheng didn't turn it down anymore, but every time he looked down one by one, looked up one by one neck, and the scenes should look a little weird as he shouted across the snowy landscape outside.

Afterwards, he would run to his company during the lunch break at noon, and sometimes accompanied him to work overtime at night, and even secretly ran up several times while his parents fell asleep late at night.

The two were in love and talked like cheating, so they stole a winter vacation, and the beginning of the winter vacation ended in early March.

On the last night of Lu Jiaheng's internship, Chuichi went to his company to find him.

The little girl ran here over the past two days and three days, and her mouth was sweet and her mouth was sweet. Both the security guard and the front desk had already known her and let her go straight up.

At the beginning, Shuichi lightly walked upstairs, and touched Lu Jiaheng's office.

The door of the office was concealed, and Hatsuji hadn't had time to enter. He stood at the door and put the handle on the door. He heard the voice of a woman talking inside.

"Do you want to have a meal together after get off work?"

After a first meal, the movement of pushing the door stopped abruptly.

She hesitated and looked quietly through the slightly opened door.

The woman looks almost as tall as Lin Tong. She is still a light-colored suit with a hip skirt over her knee and flesh-colored stockings.

A pair of high heels was changed, but maybe it was the girl's instinct. At first glance, she recognized that this woman was the one who sent the coffee.

Sister Coffee's voice is also gentle, revealing the charm of a mature woman from beginning to end, and it seems that she can feel her overflowing female hormones through the door slit.

Chu Garden couldn't see Lu Jiaheng's face from that angle, and only heard him say lightly: "No, I have to go home early at night."

"The whole department will go, everyone will wait for you, I can't explain it if you don't go." The woman smiled, jokingly said, "Is there someone waiting at home to rush home? Is your sister?"

He paused: "I don't have a sister."

The woman was stunned: "The girl who came to you a few days ago?"

The first garden thief stood at the door, she could only see the woman's side, her head peeked forward, wanting to see Lu Jiaheng's expression.

She carried a shoulder bag on her shoulder, the strap was thin, and she leaned forward so that the bag hung down, and she gently swung twice at the seam of the door.

He didn’t notice at all, and he focused all of his attention on it. He only heard Lu Jiaheng quiet for a while, and then spoke slowly, with a little smile in his voice: "My wife."

Chuichi: "..."

Female secretary: "..."

With a snap, the bag on his shoulders slipped down and fell on the soft carpet. The sound was inaudible.

But the people inside obviously heard it, and the female secretary turned her head and looked at the women's bag at the door.

Hatsumi had already retracted her head long ago, and her ears were flushed in the doorway, rubbing her face, and scratching her ears. Even if she had been found, she still didn't want to go in.

Chuichi squatted down while silently observing the invisible, invisible, and invisible curse, and dragged the bag quietly out.

Inside the picture seen by Lu Jiaheng and the female secretary is a small white hand, slowly reaching into the door, hooking the bag on the ground, and then slowly and carefully pulling out, inch by inch Disappeared behind the door.

Like a cat holding a toy or a doll dragging into the nest little by little.

Lu Jiaheng chuckled softly and said lazily: "Look, is my wife very cute, like a little mouse?"

Chuichi: "..."

Female secretary: "..."

The bag was dragged halfway, and it was about to go out, not moving.

After waiting for a few seconds, the door of the office was slowly pushed open. He first crouched at the door with his head raised, looking at the man sitting inside with a sad face.

Lu Jiaheng was sitting behind the desk, where things were sorted out. He next rested on a thick stack of documents, and looked at her with his lips together.

Perhaps it was because Chuichi hadn’t seen him before when he studied, but recently he knew that he would wear glasses too. The peach blossom eyes behind the thin lenses are narrow and long, and the corners of the eyes are slightly raised. ,Come."

No matter how wicked the person in front of him seemed at this time, Chuichi still wanted to directly pick up the bag on the ground and flew over to hit his face directly, then shouted at him and shouted "Who is like a small mouse!!"

Chuichi drummed his mouth, glared at him, and glanced at the woman standing next to her.

She crouched at the door like a thief, wearing a thick down jacket and pants, and looked like a swollen and fat clam.

Love rivals wear high-end suits, lined with thin waist and long legs, elegant posture, like a swan.

Hakuchi is unhappy.

She stood up, grabbed her bag and put it on her back again. She walked into the office with enthusiasm. The small waist was straight and straight, and she walked to the desk imposingly, looking at the man sitting in the back, inhaling.

Zhang Ban worked in the middle, and she thought about it, but still not enough. She simply walked around the table and walked behind the table, standing in front of him: "Lu Jiaheng."

Lu Jiaheng looked at her a little drumming face and endured her desire to poke her, raised her eyes and waited for her next hair.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

At first, he stared at him for a while, and suddenly his mouth narrowed, holding his mouth unhappy, his voice muffled: "I am hungry..."

"..."

Lu Jiaheng smiled and finally couldn't help but dragged her into her arms and put it on her lap. The other hand raised her finger and poked her round and fair face: "Our baby is hungry, our baby wants to eat what?"

Chuichi was used to it, and now even spontaneously and skillfully finds the most comfortable posture in his arms.

Thinking about it, I still couldn't release my heart. He grieved in his ear and said: "Why do you say I'm a mouse?"

Lu Jiaheng also cooperated with her, lowering her voice and saying: "Because I think the mouse is cute."

Hakuchi couldn't figure out how cute the mouse was.

She was still arrogant: "It's not cute at all, you actually said that I was a mouse in front of other women!"

"..."

The female secretary thinks your little couple will shut up and **** up, when others are deaf.

Lu Jiaheng's expression was plain and natural: "Where can there be other women, there are only men and gardenia in my world."

"..."

The female secretary's ears slipped and she couldn't hear them clearly, staring at them dumbfounded.

What's yours? Your little nephew? ? ?

The female secretary believes that you are rich when you are rich.

Startled in March, the beginning of the mid-spring season, the weather began to become abnormal, cold and warm.

Lu Jiaheng did not spend much time from company to school.

There are a lot of things to prepare for studying abroad. The average score of gpa, IELTS TOEFL test score and gat score in the four years at school are very important. Lu Jiaheng’s results of the large and small exams in the past three years are still good, except for the physical examination , Only to get it done after talking to the dean.

In order to enrich his resume application form, it seems that he has rich experience in university club activities, and Lu Jiaheng joined the student union.

The junior veteran airborne, and within two months, became the president of the student union.

Hatsuji felt so magical.

She knew this news was told by Xue Niannan. At that time, she was dating Lu Jiaheng in the library. The two found a corner. Lu Jiaheng had a set of gat papers in front of him. Chuichi held this introduction to communication in the dormitory group. Looking at WeChat, I just wanted to let go. Xue Niannan's Garfield head appeared and announced this important news in the group.

At first, he patted the arm of the person next to him twice. Lu Jiaheng was tilted by her clapping hand, and the pen drew a long strip on the paper.

He turned his head: "What's wrong?"

"Are you the chairman of the student union?"

"Ok."

Hakuchi stared his eyes wide: "How did you do it? The student union you just entered."

Lu Jiaheng's expression was quite calm. He turned his head calmly and continued to look at the paper: "Because the student union chairman was Lin Baiyang before."

"..."

This evil group of people walking through the back door is really enviable.

She thought in silence, but Lu Jiaheng turned her head suddenly, looking at her with a smile: "Why, do you want to come too?"

Chuichi's eyes sparkled, looking at him expectantly: "Can I not work?"

Lu Jiaheng pinched the pen with his finger and twirled his lips skillfully, licking his lips: "Yes, you come to be a secretary for me, let me dive in and make a secret underground romance in the office of the student president."

After he finished speaking, Chuchi was dissatisfied again, and he glared at him: "Why do you want a secret underground relationship."

Lu Jiaheng raised her eyebrows, thinking that the girl was really a magical creature.

It was she who said that she wanted to keep it secret and did not tell anyone, but as soon as he said something about it, the little girl immediately objected.

"Children Chuchi, you don't want me to see the light." Lu Jiaheng reminded her.

Chuichi thought it seemed to be the same. She looked at him seriously and shouted at him: "Lu Jiaheng."

"Ok?"

"Are you going to go for two years as soon as you leave?"

Lu Jiaheng paused and raised his eyes: "Maybe not."

"That's also possible."

"I will come back during the holidays," he paused, adding, "I will come back in a few days."

Chuchi did not agree: "Don't toss back and forth, you have to study hard, don't always think about other things, otherwise you might as well not go."

Her little adult looks cute and funny, and Lu Jiaheng nodded obediently: "OK, then I won't come back."

Chuichi glanced at him, and continued: "Let's stop contacting, or you will be distracted."

Lu Jiaheng raised his eyelids and said nothing.

Days pass by day by day, and when I think of him going away, the two people are separated by half the earth, and at first I feel depressed every day.

Although this expression of anxiety, depression, and unhappiness is rather peculiar, it often says something weird, and sometimes starts to talk nonsense.

The little girl was distressed for a while, her hands supporting her face: "Lu Jiaheng, let's break up."

Lu Jiaheng stopped.

He thought he had heard it wrong: "What?"

Chuchi is actually just in the skin. She broke her fingers and spent a few days arbitrarily and seriously nonsense: "You have to walk so long, in case you have a favorite girl over there, and you are like this It's very blocking me, in case a boy likes me to confess to me—"

She shook her head halfway and shook her head halfway, and raised her eyes to meet his dark eyes.

At the beginning of his mouth a small mouth, "Ah" sound, the words stopped, and blinked, a very innocent look.

Lu Jiaheng was smirked by her, and the pen in her hand was thrown on the table. She raised her hand and flexed her head. She sounded like she squeezed through the teeth: "You little conscience."