269 can be satisfied
The morning sun shone on Wen Qing's face, she slowly opened her eyes, and as soon as she moved, her body became sore.
The scene of last night suddenly appeared in front of her, Wen Qing groaned, her cheeks crimson, and buried her head in the pillow.
Suddenly, he was hugged by a strong arm, Wen Qing was startled, it turned out that He Yiming didn't get up either.
"Good morning. Relaxation"
He Yiming's voice was hoarse and hoarse that was unique to the morning, and Wen Qing said "hmm" softly.
In fact, she was a little embarrassed, she didn't want to raise her head at the moment.
But He Yiming refused to let her go lightly, "Miss Wen, when others say 'good morning' to you early in the morning, you also say 'good morning' to others, which is a kind of courtesy." β
Wen Qing rolled her eyes in the pillow, this man was really getting more and more angry.
"Good morning, Mr. He."
"Good."
He Yiming kissed Wen Qing on the cheek, and then said with a smile, "I love you." β
Wen Qing closed her eyes directly this time and pretended to be asleep. It's enough, after tossing for so long last night, and still refusing to let her go early in the morning?
Seeing Wen Qing's reaction, He Yiming couldn't help but chuckle, "Miss Wen? What about your courtesy? β
"Mr. He, you're really annoying! Do you have a mouth just to talk? β
Wen Qing said impatiently. He Yiming immediately laughed evilly, "Of course not." In addition to talking, there are more important things to do, such as, kissing you. β
After he finished speaking, he held Wen Qing's face and kissed it carefully, and the tip of his tongue rushed into Wen Qing's teeth domineeringly, sweeping across the area.
With such enthusiasm early in the morning, Wen Qing was a little overwhelmed, and couldn't help but push his chest, "He Yiming, I'm hungry." β
"Isn't my husband feeding you?"
He Yiming chuckled lowly, and Wen Qing immediately blushed.
This rascal!
"I'm really hungry!"
Wen Qing slapped him on the shoulder, and there was a "snap", which was very loud in the quiet room.
Only then did He Yiming let go of Wen Qing and licked the corners of his mouth unsatisfied, "Then let's continue to eat something?" β
"Dream on you!"
Wen Qing wrapped herself in a sheet and got out of bed and went out of the room very quickly. She was going to the studio today, but she couldn't be disrupted by this man early in the morning.
He Yiming obviously didn't want her to leave like this, and followed her out of the room, tired of Wen Qing all the way.
Wen Qing glared and pointed at his nose, "You're almost there!" Didn't it all ...... last night Satisfied with you? I'm not welcome to mess with me again! β
"Can I be satisfied with last night's being like that?"
He Yiming shook his head exaggeratedly and looked at Wen Qing with a complaining gaze.
Wen Qing knew that if this man didn't have a face, others would be out of reach, so she simply said, "I'm going to the studio later, if you are tired of me, I will go back to my parents immediately." β
This sentence was weighty enough, and the playful look on He Yiming's face immediately put away.
"Okay, okay, Mr. Wen, you're busy."
Having said that, he couldn't help but stepped forward and hugged Wen Qing and kissed her fiercely, and then took her to breakfast.
The two had dinner, and although He Yiming was very reluctant, he still sent Wen Qing to the studio. Before leaving, He Yiming asked for a kiss goodbye, and Wen Qing gave him a roll of his eyes very generously.
Looking at Wen Qing's departing back, He Yiming looked at it fascinated for a while before driving away.
As soon as his car left, a black sedan slowly drove out, Zhai Bin looked at He Yiming's departing car, his eyes were full of jealousy and chill.
Wen Qing didn't come to the studio for a few days, but all the tasks in the studio were progressing well. The secretary simply reported her previous work, Wen Qing nodded, asked for a cup of coffee, and began to look up the information.
Unexpectedly, three minutes later, the secretary knocked on the door again and came in, holding a large bouquet of stars in his hand, "Mr. Wen, Mr. He sent someone to send it." β
The secretary had an envious smile on his face, Wen Qing rubbed his temples, He Yiming was really enough, he really had to brush it at any time.
Didn't the two just separate? This makes people come and send flowers?
However, for the sake of the starry sky being very beautiful, Wen Qing still decided not to worry about this man.
The secretary arranged the flowers, and when he went out, he said, "Oh yes, Mr. He also specially explained to the front desk, and we are not allowed to send in the express mail sent by strangers in the future." β
"Huh?"
"What Mr. He means is that we are not allowed to deliver the courier to you."
Wen Qing's mind turned and she understood that He Yiming was worried that what happened before would happen again.
She waved her hand for the secretary to withdraw, her mind couldn't concentrate, her eyes looked at the beautiful stars in the vase, and a faint smile on the corner of her lips.
He Yiming was afraid that she would be frightened again, but she still felt that she was not the weak and indisputable Wen Qing before. She has grown up, is strong, and will not be bullied anymore.
Just as he was looking at the flowers, the office door was knocked on by the secretary again.
Wen Qing watched the secretary walk in, and thought that He Yiming was playing some tricks again, but she didn't expect the secretary to say, "Mr. Wen, Mr. Zhai said that there is something to find you, do you want to see it?" β
"Zhai Bin
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"Yes."
Wen Qing frowned and groaned, Zhai Bin hadn't contacted her for a long time, what could it be if he suddenly wanted to see her at this time?
After a little hesitation, Wen Qing nodded at the secretary, "Let him come in." β
Zhai Bin helped her a lot before, and he was one of her few friends. Although He Yiming was very disgusted with this man, Wen Qing always felt that he was very good.
Of course, it would have been better if his feelings for him had been a little more pure, pure to the point of being just friendship.
"Wen Qing."
Zhai Bin quickly came in and sat down opposite Wen Qing, his smile familiar and kind. Wen Qing saw his gentle appearance and inexplicably calmed down, "Mr. Zhai, why do you have time to come to me?" β
One sentence opened the relationship between the two far away, Zhai Bin's heart sank, and his face stiffened. smiled helplessly, "Wen Qing, didn't you say that you want you to call me by my name?" β
"Ah, forgot."
Wen Qing smiled apologetically, "Zhai Bin, how are you doing?" β
The distant and polite words made Zhai Bin very uncomfortable. He knew that Wen Qing definitely didn't know what he was doing, but he was still a little apprehensive in his heart.
"Pretty good, how about you?"
"It's good, too."
Wen Qing beckoned him to drink coffee, Zhai Bin quietly took a few sips, and suddenly shook his head and laughed, "Wen Qing, why did we suddenly become so polite?" Aren't we friends? β
Wen Qing carefully observed the expression of the man opposite, and saw that he was smiling calmly, and there was nothing far-fetched, so she was a little relieved in her heart.
Maybe people have already let go, what are you nervous about here? If that's the case, it would be great.
Wen Qing has always regarded him as a friend, and it would be great if he was really willing to let go of himself and just be a simple friend.
A bright smile bloomed on Wen Qing's face, "Of course we're friends." Why, did you come today to ask me out for dinner? β
"Shall I ask you out for dinner?" Zhai Bin laughed exaggeratedly, "The one in your family still can't eat me?" β
Wen Qing thought about what kind of reaction He Yiming would have if Zhai Bin asked him to eat, and after thinking about it, he felt funny, He Yiming is really good, he eats any vinegar.
"Okay, let's be serious, I came to you today because I had something to do."
"What?"
Zhai Bin didn't speak, took out a plan from the briefcase he was carrying, and put it in front of Wen Qing.
Wen Qing picked it up and looked at it, the more she looked at it, the brighter her eyes became, and she couldn't hide her joy after reading it, "Matsui Club? β
"Yes."
"This is the most famous jewelry design company in Japan, and he wants to work with us?"
"I'm going to work with you."
Zhai Bin corrected her words with a happy smile on his face.
Wen Qing's eyes widened in disbelief, Matsui Kaisha's jewelry is among the best in the world, and she is just a small studio that has just been established, why would such a big company ask her to cooperate?
Zhai Bin obviously saw the confusion on her face, and quickly explained, "I have a college classmate who happens to be a department head in Matsui, and their president once accidentally saw a wedding dress designed by you, and he was very shocked, knowing that my classmate is Chinese, so I asked him." β
"And then you introduced me to them?"
Wen Qing listened to Zhai Bin's words like a book, but she felt that this thing was too sudden, and she was really not mentally prepared at all.
"This project is very detailed, when did they start to do it?"
"I guess I started preparing after seeing your design."
"But why haven't I heard anything about it before?"
Zhai Bin smiled when he heard this, "You know, the Japanese, they are always meticulous and rigid in doing things, they want to cooperate with you, of course, they have to show sincerity and make the project a thorough job, so they are willing to let me present it to you." β