Xu Liyi began to contact Zhuo Xiuran in private, and it soon reached Gu Jiawei's ears. And the person who brought these words to her ears was Zhou Fang, a former member of Group B.

Zhou Fang naturally knew what kind of person Xu Liyi was, but the feeling of being abandoned before he had tasted enough sweetness was really unpleasant.

"Jia Wei, think about it, Zhuo Xiuran is only nineteen years old, a young man, and his blood is strong. Xu Liyi is what means, what figure. ”

Thinking of Xu Liyi's coquettish appearance that she couldn't wait to grow her breasts on others, Gu Jiawei felt that her blood was surging, especially when she thought of growing it on Zhuo Xiuran, she was even more angry and about to explode.

Zhou Fang was snatched away, she was angry, but she was just angry that Xu Liyi was despicable, and Zhou Fang was spineless. But if it was replaced by Zhuo Xiuran, she was not only angry, but also had a feeling of nausea in her stomach. It's like his own son, who was insulted by the bewitching slut outside.

Taking advantage of a small bug in the art team's testing, Gu Jiawei called Zhuo Xiuran back to the company.

The office building where Kyushu Group is located is in a science and technology park close to the suburbs, and it is really troublesome to take a minibus from the subway station to the park from T University, not only to transfer three subways, but also to take a minibus from the subway station to the park.

It was already midsummer, and when he entered the office building in Kyushu, Zhuo Xiuran's entire back was wet with sweat. I can't help but miss the days when I was picked up by Gu Jiawei. This kind of pick-up and drop-off, at first I thought that this woman was doing too much, but later she got used to it.

Such a habit is not a good thing, he should not rely on her, let alone take her thoughtfulness for granted.

I didn't think it when I was writing papers in the lab every day, but now that I think about it, I suddenly feel that I miss my colleagues in the company. Well, colleagues.

Zhuo Xiuran's whole body was steaming hot and entered the office area on the second floor where the group was located. According to the usual habits, Sister Wang must have secretly distributed to him the things that his son liked, Sister Tian Tian would give him cold soda to drink, and the two eldest brothers silently stuffed their bare feet back into their leather shoes.

And that person, while complaining about how he looked like a child, would take a tissue to wipe his sweat.

But today, there is nothing. Everyone didn't seem to see him come in, and even if he took the initiative to say hello, everyone just nodded.

Tian Tian was still thin-skinned and felt embarrassed, so he took the initiative to break the silence: "Sister Jia Wei is waiting for you in the small conference room." ”

Zhuo Xiuran went to the small conference room in a daze, he ripped his T-shirt and crumpled, and rubbed his hair again. Thinking that Gu Jia didn't see him, he would complain that he didn't take good care of himself, and then resigned himself to tidying up for him.

Pushing open the door, Gu Jiawei leaned against the shutter window, holding a slender cigarette in his hand. Today she is very abnormal, she is not wearing a suit, but a moon-white long skirt, a palm-wide brown belt, tightly fastened around the waist, and it seems that the whole waist is not winning.

She heard the sound and turned her head to look, and the sunlight outside the window outlined the outline of her beautiful face. Zhuo Xiuran had to admit that he was a little surprised.

"Close the door. ”

As soon as Gu Jia didn't speak, Zhuo Xiuran's throat slipped for no reason, but his hand closed the door very honestly.

On weekdays, Gu Jiawei is a non-smoker, others smoke to improve their spirits, she smokes, and drinking has an effect. Wine strengthens people's courage, and at this moment, smoking a cigarette seems to strengthen her courage.

Her mind was clear, but her consciousness was a little confused by the paralysis of cigarettes. There was always a dream-like sense of floating, which made her not take what she was doing as reality.

Gu Jiawei approached step by step, Zhuo Xiuran retreated step by step, and finally reached the wall, and there was no way to retreat. Gu Jiawei took another puff of cigarette, then pouted and spit at Zhuo Xiuran.

She had seen Xu Liyi do this, and although she hated it, she still admitted in her heart that it was very charming. Of course, what she didn't know was that the same action was made by her like a goldfish pouting and blowing bubbles.

But it was such a goldfish that made the boy in front of him blush all the way to the root of his ears.

Gu Jiawei was very satisfied with the effect he had caused, and he stepped closer and closer to the boy, and even the ups and downs of his chest had already touched his chest with a strong heartbeat.

In fact, this dress was tightly wrapped, but it made Zhuo Xiuran feel that it was more attractive than Xu Liyi's exposed dress.

Zhuo Xiuran felt a little hot, wanted to escape and couldn't move, wanted to ask her if she was crazy, and was afraid that she wasn't crazy.