Ready for everything, Jing Jiaren looked out from the terrace, and when no one was paying attention, she quickly climbed over the terrace and jumped over.

Push open the patio door......

Like her room, the layout and layout of the space is displayed.

It's just that the room hasn't been cleaned yet, it's very messy, the floor is full of beer cans, the coffee table is full of cigarette butts, and even the bed has beer bottles.

A pungent breath made her frown—

I have known Shang Yanxuan for so long, he has always been a clean and tidy person, how could he let the place where he live be so sloppy?

She bit her lip, and her heart began to sting slightly......

Is all his change because of her?

Clenching her fists, not allowing herself to be cranky anymore, she quickly left the room.

With the chef's clothes as a cover, and Jing Jiaren turned his back to those bodyguards as soon as he went out, the escape was very successful.

When she got to the elevator, the waiter was here to pick her up.

She took off her hat, took off her clothes, and handed it to the waiter: "He's already here?" ”

"Yes, Mr. Liu is already waiting for you."

Liu Chen held a large bouquet of fragrant flowers and waited nervously.

Hearing that the door of the box was opened, he immediately took a few big steps with a flower in his hand, and was stunned when he saw the woman coming in.

Jing Jiaren's temperament is elegant and graceful, and her eyes are like the clearest night sky, flashing with star-like brilliance.

He stood in place with the flower silly in his arms for a while, and he wouldn't move.

Seeing his stunned gaze, even the waiter couldn't help laughing, he looked like he was beaten stupid.

Jing Jiaren walked calmly and walked in front of him: "Mr. Liu, hello." ”

"You, hello...... Don't know your name? Liu Chen has also seen the world, and he is articulate and able to speak well when interviewed, but Jing Jiaren's whole body has a queen-like aura, which makes him cramped. The bright eyes made him panic more than the camera.

Jing Jiaren smiled leisurely: "Jing Tutu." ”

"Miss Jing, what a beautiful name."

Jing Jiaren walked to the dining table and sat down, he was stupid for dozens of seconds before he reacted, holding the bouquet of flowers and handing it over.

"Lavender, a very special flower."

Men generally give roses at such times.

Liu Chen smiled nervously: "I don't know if Miss Jing likes it or not?" ”

"I love it, Xiexie." Jing Jiaren took it in her hand and sniffed it gently, the full cluster of purple did not have the cheesiness of red roses, which matched her temperament more.

Liu Chen smiled happily and was affirmed, and he slowly regained his usual self-confidence: "I chose and chose in the flower shop, and I felt that only the coldness of lavender was the most in line with your temperament." Moreover, its flower language also suits my state - waiting for the miracle of aiqing. ”

Jing Jiaren looked at him with a smile, although Liu Chen looked very ordinary, but he was in a suit and leather shoes, and his whole body was full of the aura that only successful people would exude.

I don't like it at first glance, and I don't particularly dislike it.

Simon Longting sat by the window of the first-class cabin, his face condensed, scribbling something on the white hand-painted board.

The long body leaned against the back of the blue chair, and the corners of Bo Qing's mouth raised an unpredictable smile from time to time.

Wilson was strange that he didn't know what he was drawing since he got on the plane.

Besides, such a spontaneously laughing young master looks weird.

Suddenly, Simon Longting handed over the hand-drawn tablet-

Wilson was stunned for a moment, took it in his hand, and realized that it was a sketch of Jing Jiaren.