I think the reason why people still have time to reminisce is not because of nostalgia, but because of ...... You're too idle. Mommy and Mommy coaxed, recited the incantation, immediately got up from the bed, dressed and washed, and prepared breakfast for the dumb baby, and the time passed like this.

As I squeezed into the bus, I had the illusion that Monday seemed to be more tired after two days off on the weekend.

Stepping on the downstairs of the company, in order to reward myself for my speed, I also let myself be a little bourgeoisie, and bought a finger bullet ultra-thin crispy iron plate Q cake with fragrant wheat crackers, in fact, it is - pancake fruit, stepping on eight-centimeter high heels, and running directly to the elevator.

Eight twenty is often the moment when the elevator bursts. Seeing the small troops rushing forward with all their might, I instinctively retreated out of the crowd.

The fat man left symptoms and was completely in self-defense.

Three elevators went up at the same time, three small units set off at the same time, and in the end, I was the only one left in the hall.

Knowing this, I didn't have to carry forward the spirit of Lei Feng early in the morning.

Taking advantage of the lack of people, I still solve the breakfast problem first.

Although I still weigh about 100 pounds, I still can't control myself in the face of food. The fragrant pancake fruit falling into my mouth gives me an indescribable sense of happiness.

Take another bite.

Just as I was enjoying the breakfast in my hand as if nothing had happened, I suddenly heard a few footsteps coming from the voice. With the pancake fruit in my mouth, I turned my head curiously, and at this glance, I was stunned.

Three fashionably dressed men came from not far away, the front one, a black Giorgio Armani slim jacket, dark red shirt, black and white striped wool scarf, rounded sunglasses, because it was too far away to see the brand, plus a pair of Italian handmade custom leather boots, it was simply ...... It's so eye-catching.

I think my eyes were so revealing that the handsome guy's eyes were looking at me as well. I hurriedly stopped my moving lips, put the pancake behind me, pretended to be ladylike, quiet, and turned around.

The handsome guy was side by side with me, but I had a hunch that his eyes seemed to keep glancing at me.

With a "ding", the elevator door in the middle opened. I glanced at the time and ran briskly towards the elevator door. Unexpectedly, the handsome guy and I went all the way, and when we arrived at the elevator door, I looked at the mouth with a smile and said, "Ladyfirst!"

I nodded lightly and shyly entered the elevator.

The elevator doors closed, and the tip of my nose smelled of seductive perfume. If I'm not mistaken, this smell is emanating from a handsome guy.

It was quiet in the elevator, and I stole a glance at the flickering numbers. It turned out that the other party went to the top floor.

I suddenly felt a chill in my heart, because I knew that the person who went to the top floor was either a top boss with whom I could only meet for half a year, or a very important customer.

Either way, the first meeting between me and the handsome guy will become the last one.

Just as I was downcast, the other party suddenly let out a chuckle. Out of instinct, I glanced at him with my peripheral vision, but I heard him say, "Miss Yang, we meet again." ”

Say hello to Miss Yang?

I looked at each other suspiciously, and when I saw the other party gently remove my sunglasses, I was suddenly shocked.

High nose bridge, blue eyes, isn't this the Chinese-British mixed race who went on a blind date with me that day, Lu Mochuan?

"Lu ......" I was just about to speak, only to find that the pancake fruit in my mouth was not swallowed, and I could only smile awkwardly.

Lu Mochuan looked at me with interest, as if he knew that there was still unchewed food in my mouth.

I was embarrassed and overwhelmed, and just then, the elevator door opened, and I hurriedly said hello and ran straight down.

I ran all the way to the motor until I ran to my desk, and I didn't dare to look back.

Lu Mochuan must have seen me bite the pancake fruit!

Just as I was scratching my ears and cheeks about this, the cell phone on the table rang. I frustrated across the screen, only to see an unread message.

The message came from an unfamiliar number, and the content was: Miss Yang, today's lipstick color is beautiful.

Miss Yang: Why is it so familiar? Could it be ...... Is it a mixed-race man?