Dusk, slanting sun, surrounding mountains, paths.

Accompanied by the characteristic neighing of the sports car engine, the sharp red Ferrari 488 slowly stopped at the foot of the mountain.

"What's wrong?"

Su Jingya, the co-pilot, casually turned off the nails in her mobile phone, looked at the quiet surroundings, and wondered.

"This car is not durable, the temperature of the water tank is too high, and it is easy to burst the cylinder. ”

Lin Ning stretched and pointed to the dashboard as he spoke.

"How can I understand this, so what do we do now?"

Su Jingya rolled her eyes and unfastened her seat belt.

"It's the same as running, just slow down and keep running. ”

"Does the car need to be slowed down?"

"So it's not durable, I don't believe you go to the back and look at the exhaust pipe, which is guaranteed to be hot to fry eggs. ”

"I didn't disbelieve you. ”

"Why are you so serious? I remember you were studying literature. ”

All a woman sometimes needs is a reason to convince herself, and it doesn't matter if Ferrari is resistant or not.

Flicked Su Jingya's pigtail with his hand, Lin Ning said with a smile.

"Well, Renmin University College of Letters, Master of Chinese Language and Literature, what's the matter, why do you suddenly ask this?. ”

"Isn't it boring to sit dry? ”

"Heh, you're a philosopher, and I'm playing poetry solitaire, are you sure?"

"Sure, if you can't pick it up in three seconds, you will lose, and if you lose, you will go home and don't take the elevator, and you can't come. ”

"Heh, come on, let you go first. ”

Su Jingya agreed very happily, just climbed the 12th floor, and didn't think it was too difficult.

Competitiveness is not only a man's thing.

"There are people in the depths of the white clouds, pick it up. ”

"Parking... If you don't take this, how can you let me pick it up. ”

"That's your problem, are you willing to gamble?"

"Lose or lose, go on, we count the total score. ”

"I'm sorry, I'm only going to play one game. ”

"You... ”

。。。。。

Lan Dinh House, 1202.

Su Jingya, who had just entered the house, had a very fast heartbeat and a blushing face.

"From entering the mountain to poetry solitaire, you went around such a big circle just to bully me in the corridor?"

Taking off her high heels, Su Jingya stroked her somewhat hot cheeks, and glared angrily at Lin Ning, who was clinging to her behind her.

"Just let me climb the stairs, will you agree?"

Casually hugging Su Jingya's slender waist, Lin Ning raised his eyebrows, pressed against Su Jingya's earlobe, and said softly.

"Get up, you know I'm still like that. ”

"It's not my fault. ”

"Don't blame anyone. ”

"Blame us, blame you for being too beautiful, blame me for being too fascinated. ”

"Young and poor, I was scared to death just now, the dog walker... Ah, what are you going to do, let me down. ”

"Carry you to the bedroom, we've started all over again. ”

How boring it would be if men and women were just for those few seconds.

The joy of affection is what Lin Ning wants.

"What are you going to do?"

"At that time in the office building, didn't you say that I was thrifty, and you were a word?"

"I said so much, why can't you remember anything else. ”

"Miss Master of Chinese Language and Literature, may I ask if this is white and pink, slender and smooth, full of curves, round and tight... ”

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208, Personnel Section.

The two people who shared the same bed last night are strangers now.

Su Jingya didn't know what she was busy with, so she didn't respond at all even though Lin Ning sent a lot of signals.

"What's wrong with Xiao Ning? I didn't chirp early in the morning, and I didn't sleep well last night?"

With the fragrant breeze, stepping on the spot, Zhang Xiaoyun, who entered the office, casually put the bag on the table and said with a smile.

"I dreamed of Sister Su last night, and I didn't sleep much. ”

"Haha, even your Sister Su's jokes dare to be made, it's really yours. ”

"Hey, Sister Xiaoyun has changed her style today. ”

"How about it? Can you charm Gao Fushuai?"

"The short skirt is really the best standard for testing beautiful legs, give Sister Xiaoyun 9 points, and I am afraid that you will be proud. ”

"Where am I now, haven't you seen your Sister Su wearing a short skirt, I'm a woman, don't want it. ”

"Are you done with your work?"

Seeing that the topic was talking about herself, recalling the short nightdress that was torn last night, Su Jingya frowned and said in a low voice.

"Well, that's it. ”

"I... ”

When Dou Tongtong arrived at the office, the atmosphere in the office was extremely weird.

Lin Ning, who was lying on the desk, was bored with his mobile phone, inexplicably feeling like a year.

"Tongtong: How did you do it?"

In the newly created WeChat group of three people, Dou Tongtong's message was followed by a trembling Q expression.

"Xiaoyun: Sister Su doesn't know what's wrong today, she is very angry, you know. ”

PS: Lin Ning invited Su Jingya to join the group chat. ”

"Tongtong: Confused. ”

"Xiaoyun: ?. ”

"Su Jingya: ?. ”

"PS: Lin Ning has left the group. ”

Brushing off the clothes and going away, hiding deep with the name.

Lin Ning, who does good deeds and has a rich family, has always been very positive.

"Tongtong, use your computer. ”

How can Lin Ning's expression be cheap, Zhang Xiaoyun squinted, chuckled, and said suddenly.

"Okay. ”

Dou Tongtong, who knew how to care, threw Lin Ning a self-begging look when he got up.

"Let go of the legs. ”

Lin Ning sat opposite him, Zhang Xiaoyun's cheeks were slightly red, how could he still have a little bit of the naturalness when he first sat down.

"Sister Su, arrange a job for me, it's boring to always swipe your phone like this. ”

The legs were holding Zhang Xiaoyun's feet that he had kicked over earlier, and the expression on Lin Ning's face was not much different from before.

"Adapt to the environment first, make specific work arrangements, and then talk about it after the year. ”

Su Jingya should still be busy, and when she spoke, she didn't raise her head.

"My leg is numb. ”

"I'm deaf. ”

Since Zhang Xiaoyun came over, Lin Ning has been well prepared.

As soon as the legs retreated, loosened and closed, Zhang Xiaoyun's ankles instantly stuck, not to mention, the whole person's sitting posture, not to mention how awkward.

"Look at WeChat. ”

Zhang Xiaoyun, who was holding his hands together, looked pleading.

Lin Ning raised his eyebrows proudly, and a hand reached under the table.

"Sister Xiaoyun, are you okay?"

It is not difficult to see something in Zhang Xiaoyun's expression, always pay attention to Dou Tongtong here, and speak out at the right time.

"It's okay, I'll lie down for a while. ”

Lin Ning's fingers rested on his stockings, looking at Lin Ning's eyes, Zhang Xiaoyun bit his lip and silently moved half a body forward.

"Let go, what do you want, you make a row. ”

In WeChat, after Zhang Xiaoyun's message, there was an additional begging emoji.

"Xiao Ning: Take off your socks for me. ”

"Xiaoyun: I called it. ”

"Xiao Ning: Bed?"

"Xiaoyun: You are ruthless. If you dare to let it go, I will dare to take it off, believe it or not, I will throw socks in your face on the spot. Wrath. ”

"Xiao Ning: Let it go. ”

"Xiaoyun: Fool, don't you know that women are fickle? ”

Don't feel too good to be free, Zhang Xiaoyun stood up with a smile and waved his phone proudly.

"Ahem, Sister Xiaoyun, why are your stockings broken?"