With the help of Ming Nuohan and other friends, Ning Wen's photography exhibition was successfully launched.

At noon, Ming Nuohan came to Yi Zehan's company to find him and wanted to go to the exhibition with him, but after arriving at the company, the front desk lady said that Yi Zehan was in a meeting, so she took her to the lounge, made her a cup of coffee, and asked her to wait.

After the meeting, Yi Zehan didn't talk nonsense, and walked straight to the office, "I don't see you without an appointment." ”

The front desk lady pushed open the door of the lounge, and her face changed from respectful to cold: "I'm sorry Miss Ming, you didn't make an appointment, so Mr. Yi didn't want to see you." ”

"Then you tell him that it's his girlfriend who came to him. ”

Gotcha, another impostor.

"We have people pretending to be Mr. Yi's girlfriend here every day, so I still can't let you in. The front desk lady was dressed in a showy manner, and her face was too much fat, so it was better to face the sky without herself, but she didn't know it at all, and her eyes were full of contempt.

Ming Nuohan called out to Li Chong, who was passing by outside the glass door, he was holding a stack of documents, and when he heard someone shouting to himself, he stopped, "Miss Ming, are you here to find Mr. Yi?"

The front desk lady knew that Li Chong was Yi Zehan's assistant, and like a chameleon, she became polite: "Mr. Yi said no, and then this young lady pretended to be Mr. Yi's girlfriend." ”

Yi Zehan is in the company, a well-known iceberg, and he has never seen a woman around him, isn't this a lie?

Li Zhong stayed by Yi Zehan's side for a long time, and he didn't like to talk, so he didn't explain to the front desk lady, and directly took Ming Nuohan to Yi Zehan's office, the thirty-sixth floor, the top floor.

Before leaving, she didn't forget to say to the front desk lady: "This imposter thinks your coffee here is good." ”

Ming Nuohan walked to Yi Zehan in front of the desk without knocking on the door, the man with a lofty spirit, who was reading the documents at the desk at the moment: "Don't even knock on the door?"

He took it as Li Zhong himself.

Ming Nuohan stepped forward, pulled open the office chair opposite Yi Zehan, and reached out to close the document he was reading, Yi Zehan raised his eyes along the woman's hand, a little surprised and a little delighted: "Xiaonuo, why are you here?"

Hearing Yi Zehan's "Xiaonuo", he didn't realize that he was calling himself.

"Don't you welcome me, don't want to see me?" remembered the swaggering appearance of the front desk lady, and immediately scoffed: "When I didn't come." ”

Yi Zehan trotted in front of her from the table, blocking her way to leave, and her leg almost hit the corner of the table, "What's wrong? Who messed with you?"

She pointed her finger at Yi Zehan, and Yi Zehan also pointed at herself, looking confused: "Me?"

"I waited for you in the lounge for a long time, and as a result, the front desk lady said that I was an impostor, so let me see whose girl the real one is?"

He didn't ask what people's last names were.

"In the future, Miss Ming will not be stopped from coming to me, and she can enter and exit any corner of the company freely. He called the front desk in front of Ming Nuohan, and took out his special elevator card from his wallet, which allowed him to go directly to the top floor.

This is about the same, Ming Nuohan snatched the elevator card from his hand, and immediately smiled like a flower: "Work quickly, come with me to see the exhibition in the afternoon." ”

Speaking of watching Zhanming Nuohan, he felt pain in his flesh.

After Ning Wen knew that she was with Yi Zehan, she approached him in the name of the studio, saying that she wanted to talk about cooperation, but Ming Nuohan found out that this was talking about cooperation, and it was clear that she sold 5,000 tickets to Yi Zehan at double the price, which was simply a prostitute.

Yi Zehan continued to process the documents at the desk, and Ming Nuohan sat on the sofa playing with Yi Zehan's tablet, waiting for him without disturbing each other.

Playing and playing, Yi Zehan listened to the sound of the tablet falling to the ground, and raised his eyes to see that the little girl was crooked on the sofa and fell asleep.

Yi Zehan walked to the sofa, hugged Ming Nuohan horizontally on the sofa, let her lie flat, carefully put the pillow under her head, sat next to Ming Nuohan, looked at her in her sleep, breathing shallowly, and her black hair was spread out like a cloud.

His gaze swept across her long eyelashes, her rosy cherry mouth, and finally landed on her milky, silky collarbone that was inadvertently naked/exposed, and he took off his coat and put it over her, reaching out to brush the shredded hair from her face.

Probably because she felt itchy, Ming Nuohan wanted to hide, but in a daze, she heard Yi Zehan ask her, "I'll take you to bed and sleep?"

The cubicle in Yi Zehan's office is the lounge, which has everything in it, including the bed.

Ming Nuohan subconsciously shook his head, "Don't go." ”

He slowly approached her face, and just as he was about to kiss her baby-like skin, there was an inappropriate knock at the door.

The other party knocked three times and broke in directly holding the documents, Yi Ze was cold, pulled his tie, and his cold gaze swept at Li Chong, his face was pale: "Did I let you in?"

"Not all the time...?"

Li Chong took two steps and returned to the door, this time was different.

In the past, it was a customary habit for Li Chong to knock on the door three times and enter directly, because Yi Zehan didn't want to talk more, but now it's different, and the feeling of being interrupted halfway through his good deeds is not an ordinary grievance.

As soon as Li Chong entered the door, he saw such an inappropriate picture for children, and he, like Li Qiao, had never seen such a gentle side of his boss.

He lightly put the document on the coffee table in front of Yi Zehan.

Yi Zehan went to get the pen on the desk, felt the bounce of the leather sofa, and Ming Nuohan reflexively reached out to grab the corner of his clothes, but because of the height, Ming Nuohan only pulled Yi Zehan's trouser pocket.

"You let go, I'm not leaving. Yi Zehan's hand covered the hand she put in the pocket of her trousers, and he didn't use force, but just shook it lightly, for fear of waking her up or tearing her up: "Obedient." ”

Yi Zehan coaxed her lightly, but she just didn't let go, but clenched it tighter.

Li Zhong understood, took a signature pen and the remaining unfinished documents from the desk, put them in front of him, and left.

He sat back next to Ming Nuohan, feeling the sofa sink, and the strength of the hand holding his trouser pocket was only slightly loosened, but it still didn't let go, which was a sign of insecurity, Yi Zehan let her.

When Yi Zehan was about to finish reading the document, Ming Nuohan woke up and looked at his side face without squeaking.

Yi Zehan turned his head to look at her, and wanted to continue to do what was disturbed just now, but found that she had already woken up: "When did you wake up?"

Ming Nuohan rubbed his eyes, put his hand around the crook of his arm, and his voice was a little hoarse and charming: "Just woke up." ”

The exhibition hall closed at six o'clock, and it was forbidden to enter the museum at five o'clock, and now it was more than four o'clock, Ming Nuohan sat up with his hands on the sofa: "Then let's go, it's not early." ”

"There's no hurry. Yi Zehan put one hand under her thigh, and put the other hand behind Ming Nuohan's waist, picked her up, let her sit on his legs, and wrapped around her waist, Ming Nuohan put his hands around Yi Zehan's neck, and suddenly smelled a woody fragrance.

Yi Zehan thinks that he is not a person who is heavy on desire, and he can even be said to have a habit of cleanliness in this regard, but he doesn't know how, he wants to move his hands and feet when he sees Ming Nuohan, and the same is true for Ming Nuohan, his embrace can always give her a sense of security.

She curled up beside his neck, gently nibbled on his earlobe, and whispered softly to him: "Don't wear perfume in the future, I want to make you smell of me." ”

The two didn't make any extra moves, so they hugged each other for half an hour.

When Ming Nuohan and Yi Zehan arrived at the exhibition hall, the time was exactly 4:58, and they were forbidden to enter the museum for two minutes, and she sighed at his control of time.

Ning Wen chatted with people he knew in the venue, and Ming Nuohan and Yi Zehan began to visit freely.

The interior of the venue is all gray tones, a total of six pavilions, thousands of photographs, different pavilions with different themes, two of which are related to Ming Nuohan, one is a documentary about forensic medicine, and some are about the landscape of Tibet.

The first venue Minnuohan went to was the Tibetan area, and it was amazing to look at the photos of pilgrims on the wall.

"Kowtowing" is one of the most sincere ways for Tibetan Buddhists to worship the Buddha, and believers believe that in their lifetime practice, they should kowtow at least 100,000 times.

When kowtowing to the head, the five bodies are prostrate on the ground, stretching out their hands in front of each other, each time they bend down, they draw the ground with their hands, get up and go forward to the mark and then prostrate again, and so on, so that they are difficult to move towards Lhasa.

It is said that when believers see the bodies of those who have died on the way to the pilgrimage, they will knock off one of his teeth and carry it on their bodies until they reach the Jokhang Temple, where they are placed on the tooth pillar, and Ming Nuohan asks Yi Zehan: "What is your faith?"

"Not before, now it's you. ”

Just like Zhang Xinzhe's lyrics, love is a kind of faith.

The photos in the forensic part are basically photos of some people or instruments, because they will not involve confidentiality, and they will not make people sick to their stomachs.

As soon as Ming Nuohan walked into the hall, the intimate feeling returned, looking at the photo of the scalpel with transparent mucus in the curved plate, she showed off to Yi Zehan: "This is the first case I filmed, this knife cut the stomach of the deceased, before filming the documentary, you said I couldn't stand it, you were wrong." ”

"I was wrong. Yi Zehan looked at it and began to doubt his own judgment, which had never been accurate in front of her.

She shook off Yi Zehan's hand, rushed forward and pointed to Yang Yang's photo, her eyebrows fluttering: "This is the most powerful female forensic doctor in my eyes." ”

Listening to her talk and laughter, Yi Zehan praised her very face-saving and output a bunch of rainbow farts.

She pointed to the photo of Shang Lei next to her, "This is the captain of the special case team, a male model figure, when you play basketball, you will find that his figure is first-class." ”

As for why Ming Nuohan knew that Shang Lei was in good shape, it was because there was a basketball game held in the bureau, and Shang Lei was playing and his clothes were torn by the other party.

She and Ning Wen's group didn't watch it on purpose, but for boys, it's normal to play ball and take off their shirts.

Yi Zehan dragged her back to his side and said in Ming Nuohan's ear: "My figure is better than his, do you believe it or not?"

If you are so provocative, you will want to make Ming Nuohan's face instantly red like a monkey's ass, and his figure seems to be really better.

She hadn't seen it with her own eyes, but from the unexpectedly touched feel and the lines of his clothes, as well as his perennial fitness habits, she could conclude that "you are really a stinky rascal." ”

In front of Yi Zehan, Ming Nuohan took out his mobile phone and changed his remarks from "Yi Vinegar King" to "Yi Hooligan." ”

After the modification, when she called back to Yi Zehan, she saw the note that Yi Zehan gave her: "Ming Nuohan".

is worthy of being a proper straight man, Ming Nuohan snatched his mobile phone and forcibly changed the note he gave her, changing it to: "Mr. Yi's little ancestor." ”

Walking to the middle of the forensic hall, I saw a photo of herself, Ning Wen put her photo behind her back, it was Ming Nuohan standing behind the perspective wall of the interrogation room looking at Shang Lei's back during their interrogation, she pointed to the photo and asked Yi Zehan: "Who is this?"

The power of love is enough to change a straight man who can't be straight, he looked at the elegant and independent back, and clenched her hand: "This is Mr. Yi's little girl, and Mr. Yi's little ancestor." ”