Director Lan's office on the second floor seems to be a suite with a lounge, which is quite suitable for overtime.

On the sofa in the office, a boy in his twenties sat next to Director Lan, sleeping with his eyes closed.

The jet-black sword eyebrows, long eyelashes, a tall nose, wheat-colored skin, and a well-proportioned and long body are really eye-catching.

It's just that there are two or three bruises on his face, two pinches of delicately dyed golden-brown hair are abruptly branched, and the cool and trendy jacket on his body is not only wrinkled, but also has a few conspicuous shoe prints, which looks weird.

"Come, drink quickly, this is the ginger soup I made with my own hands. "The sound coming from inside is a little familiar.

"No need!" followed by the beautiful voice that cleared the better.

"Xiao Jin, Xiao Jin, sit down, I'll make a phone call and pour Xiao Jin a cup of tea. Director Lan got up and went to the desk to make a call, and didn't forget to greet her.

"Good. Mengmeng sat down on the sofa and looked at the beauty opposite, but it was a pity!

Suddenly, a steaming cup of tea was placed in her hand, and she picked it up casually. Director Lan's hospitality is quite intimate, a cup of hot tea on a cold day can also be used to warm your hands if you are not thirsty. Besides, there wasn't a kettle in the house here, and she was really thirsty.

It was a big mouthful, and the "cough cough ......" village committee actually used ginger tea to entertain guests.

"You still cough, drink all the ginger tea, don't leave it. The man in the middle walked out as he spoke.

It's not for me, and Mengmeng puts the cup back in place like a hot hand.

When I came back to my senses, I found that there was a tall boy standing next to him, who was more than 180 tall. An ordinary black trench coat looks indescribably good on him.

This boy is very oriental, and when he goes to that station, it is like a beautiful ink painting.

There are eyebrows drawn with a knife and ink, and eyes that are shiny with water.

From the corners of his eyes to the ends of his eyes, they are like ink lines drawn in white, the lines are clear and smooth, and his gaze is deep and clear. The eyelashes are very long and straight down, and the complexion of the black jade is as fair as fine porcelain jade.

It's just that at this moment, the moist eyes are bloodshot, and the dark circles are obvious. The red and soft lip flap under the high bridge of the nose cracked a few bloody wounds, and it hurt to look at it.

"Is this for me to finish drinking?" the boy looked at the cup that had been returned.

Mengmeng almost ran out of blood, and when she picked it up, she poured it down. When I put down the cup again, I turned the cup upside down.

This action seemed to please him, and a smile poured into his eyes, and the ink painting instantly came alive. Mengmeng felt like she heard the sound of flowers blooming all over the world.

"All drunk?!" a tall, round figure squeezed between them, blocking a large area of light. "Is it better?" said as he tried to test the temperature of his forehead.

Mengmeng's sweat came down in an instant.,I'm definitely not going to stand on this pair of CP! If it's a double male protagonist.,It's also the one just now who is more suitable.。

"Smack!" Mo Dye slapped the hand, "Don't be nervous." ”

Xiao Xiao woke up and went to the conference room together, and all the members of the village committee immediately went to the conference room for a meeting. ”

"Is Mengmeng coming?" the beauty didn't answer Director Lan's words.

Mengmeng looked at it carefully again, making sure that she really didn't know him, and it seemed that there were other Mengmeng.

"Isn't this sitting across from you!"

"It's really a dream, I just woke up and didn't pay attention! I'm laughing at the mountains and rivers. ”

It turns out that Xiaona Shanhe not only has good skin, but also is so young. Peppercorns like this belong to high-quality players.

"You just call him Xiao Ershao. The fat man blocking the light suddenly interjected.

"This is my son Rancho. ”

Mengmeng felt that the father and son of the Lan family were very similar, one was an ordinary tall uncle, and the other was an ordinary tall and fat man. Only his swollen mouth is quite unusual, it is not a good fight, and it is definitely not so swollen.

The last one is too good to see.,The voice is also super nice called ink dye.,The name ink dye is quite familiar.。

"He's laughing at the mountains and rivers, and you're his ink dye?"

"Mengmeng knows that you are mine. Xiao Bowen's face was bright.

Mengmeng raised his thumb, and came out of the closet so frankly, I respect you as a man!

She sighed as she looked at the other half of the fairy couple, and Mo Ran happened to fall heavily into Xiao Ershao's arms.

Mengmeng was impressed, the man's feelings were really direct.

"You have a fever!!"