Han Zhihuan told Ahn Chae-rui that there will be an opening catwalk in half a month.

The company he works for is holding the event, and he may be working for a year and a half in the new company.

"You're a manager in the company?" An Cairui was a little surprised.

"Not a manager. However, the working atmosphere of the design department is brought out by the example of the old employees. ”

An Cairui seems to understand whether he understands or not. She hadn't worked in an office or anything like that since she graduated from high school. Looking at her somewhat lonely expression, Han Zhihuan was very impulsive and wanted to invite her to the opening catwalk event, but when he thought that the finale star of the event was Han Jingying, strangers would inevitably be like him in the past, and he always felt that the two of them looked alike at first sight......

Han Zhihuan hesitated for a moment.

An Cairui didn't ask for anything. She told Han Zhihuan that she had received a notice of the start of the "Business Etiquette Training Course" and that there would be five days of intensive training next week.

After saying this, she opened her beautiful furry eyes and looked at Han Zhihuan with a sigh of desire. Han Zhihuan's heart suddenly lost control, and the deer in his heart collided.

"Yes, what's the problem?" He was so nervous that he couldn't finish a sentence twice.

"This class is open in Hangzhou......" An Cairui suddenly blushed slowly.

Han Zhihuan's heart was pounding, and then she was going to think about herself? How do I pick it up? He was in a hurry, and suddenly heard An Cairui say: "The accommodation fee and catering fee have to be paid separately, and I ...... it."

"Got it." Han Zhihuan let out a sigh of relief. Since he accidentally met Huang Baocai and Mr. Liao, Han Zhihuan has deliberately paid attention to the fact that his wallet is always full enough. He pulled out a stack thick enough, and without hesitation, added another card: "The password is 897980." ”

An Cairui was not as happy and excited as she imagined, she even lowered her head slightly: "Always taken care of by you, I ......"

Han Zhihuan smiled gently, and hurriedly stopped: "This is the task I assigned to you, and it can be regarded as work." Since it is a job, it is normal to be reimbursed with public funds. This card is for you to use temporarily, so I am afraid that there will not be enough cash. ”

An Cairui still lowered his head slightly, and his little face was half-hidden in the soft green silk: "I heard my brother say that you gave Captain Huang a lot of money." ”

Han Zhihuan scratched his head in embarrassment, according to his level of quick intelligence, he was not capable of urgently coming up with an explanation without human pressure.

"What can a person like me, who has never studied in college, whose family background is chaotic and depressed, bring you?" An Cairui sighed. I have been worried about this for a few days.

"I like you, no, I mean your body, no, no, I mean, I ......" Han Zhihuan was in a hurry, and his words were not good. He wants to remind Ahn Chae-rui, aren't you my inspiration model? I like the way you look and the body you are, and it just inspires me to design!

An Cairui raised her head suddenly, her eyes wide and round. She stood up with her hands straight.

"If you're going to ...... OK. An Cairui looked resolute.

Han Zhihuan was in a hurry to speak, and overheard An Cairui say "yes". He looked up at the strange expression on her face and wanted to ask, "What can it be?" but saw An Cairui get up and walk towards him.

Ahn Chae-rui walked around the table, bent down to take Han Zhihuan's hand, and pulled him to his bedroom.

Han Zhihuan didn't know what to do, so he hesitated and walked in.

When he arrived in the bedroom, while walking, An Cairui suddenly turned around, and Han Zhihuan didn't have time to do anything and almost bumped into it. Although he missed half a step, Han Zhihuan looked down at An Cairui in front of him, and seemed to have felt the softness on his face. Han Zhihuan didn't dare to relax his breathing, he had the heart to take a step back, and he was afraid that this move would make An Cairui more distracted, so he reluctantly stood still.

An Cairui raised his eyes and glanced at Han Zhihuan quickly, and Han Zhihuan's expression was dumbfounded.

Uh, at this time, does he prefer the woman to take the initiative?

An Cairui felt that he had been close enough, but Han Zhihuan still didn't move. had to raise her hand to wrap around his waist, but between her and him, there was clearly half a step, and this circle was very stiff.

What's next? An Cairui bit her lip and thought.

Is it to look up and kiss him? Or reach out and unbutton your shirt? Further back...... An Cairui's face turned crimson. However, thinking that this was the reward he wanted, he raised his head without fear.

Although I am very determined, I feel shy and unstoppable when I really want to do it. An Cairui couldn't help but close her eyes slightly, stood on tiptoe, and trembled to get closer to where his lips were. Han Zhihuan seemed to suddenly understand, and suddenly pushed An Cairui away.

"You, I misunderstood." Han Zhihuan said in a low voice. He wanted to reach out to help An Cairui, who was leaning crookedly against the desk, but he took a step and immediately stopped.

"Inspired models don't need to do anything, you exist quietly, and that's a reward for me."

"I'll go first. Something said on the phone. Han Zhihuan seemed to run away. He didn't dare to stay longer, not because he was afraid of the embarrassment given by An Cairui, but because he had no confidence in himself.

Packing up his things in a panic, Han Zhihuan opened the door and ran. A desire wrapped in anxiety and panic flowed through his body, and Han Zhihuan lowered his head, in addition to seeing the expected physical reaction, he also saw that he had clearly stepped on a pair of home slippers.

Slippers are slippers. Han Zhihuan has absolutely no intention of looking back.

In this way, a delicately cut and well-made fashion, with an open neckline, vaguely revealing a men's necklace, a fashionable hairstyle and ear loops at the earlobes set off each other, showing a more modern temperament, Han Zhihuan, who has long legs and an extraordinary temperament, kicked a pair of slippers and bravely stepped into the elevator.

People's ability to recognize "anomalies" is unusually keen. After a short walking time, there were always people who kept their eyes on his feet, and he had to hold his head high, take out the posture of "this is the trend", and face it calmly.

He was only worried that when he opened the door and entered the house, someone happened to be in the foyer and opened his mouth to ask him why he came back with a pair of slippers? He pondered all the way, and he must have come up with an excuse before opening the door.

Standing in the doorway, still still not coming up with it. I had to turn the lock lightly and pray for some good luck. He was really afraid of something, so he opened the door and saw that the domestic worker was leaving.

"Young people are fast, I just saw you enter the door, and then I saw that the shoes had been changed." The housekeeping aunt who was beating her back said with a smile.

Han Zhihuan stood there politely and thoughtfully, waiting for her to go out first, and then close the door, before her heart was completely put in her stomach.

While his aunt and mother didn't find out, Han Zhihuan stuffed the slippers he wore back into his bag, changed into a pair of slippers at home, and the whole thing gradually relaxed.

"Huan'er is back?" The aunt greeted him with a grin.

"Auntie is in a good mood, it seems that it is useful to rest for a day." Han Zhihuan replied, and hurriedly stuffed his bag with slippers back into his room.

"You're back? Hungry, come and eat. Sister-in-law Fang freshly baked. "My mother also came to ask for warmth. This is extremely rare in normal times.