Every woman is like a flower that a man can't help but substitute in his head.

For example, orchids, peonies, trumpets, roses, plum blossoms, and runningman writers...... The golden flower with a pockmarked face.

In Weng Tingjun's view, Jessica is a broccoli.

Yes, broccoli.

There is the fragrance of flowers and the deliciousness of vegetables.

Jessica is stupid, but she's not stupid either.

Jessica is cold, but it's also hot.

jessica……

All right.

Weng Tingjun must admit that he does have a crush on Jessica.

He is also ready to face her with a qiē, but she is an artist, so she can't avoid some scale problems.

It's uncomfortable to feel uncomfortable, but he can understand it, because it's her job, and he will respect her work.

This measure is shared by Weng Ting.

While waiting for Jessica to arrive, Weng Tingjun ordered a takeaway of Western food and joked...... It's troublesome to put luggage, how can you still get a kitchen knife?

Straight to the point.

The poet's studio has now entered a period of rapid development, and after that immature and slightly impetuous means, it has quickly ascended to the position with the help of Jessica.

Jessica has contributed a lot to this qiē.

Many people don't understand, why does an anchor studio make so much money? Weng Tingjun didn't understand it at first.

But after reading Luo Yuhao's plan and recalling the voice and video software of GY, Xiaoyu, and Eight Rooms in his previous life, Weng Ting understood it, and when he gained a firm foothold, he understood it even more.

Let's take an analogy.

There are no more than three kinds of people who come here to consume, one is a tourist commonly known as a sling, one is a white-collar worker and gold-collar who are depressed in reality, and the other is a local tyrant or a god who has thousands of hectares of fertile land.

All of these people have one thing in common, and that is...... Consumer.

And the anchor is the commodity of the exhibition, maybe the song penetrates into the softest place in your heart, resonates with each other, and it is natural to brush gifts. Maybe the dance attracted your preoccupied eyes, your heart is hot, you can't wait for her to dance a little hotter, and it is natural to pay for it, and then there are foodies, outdoor, selling #Sao and other types of anchors, there is always a kind of anchor that you can't stop and even pay for it.

As long as you decorate yourself, that is, the "commodity", and show your talents, consumers will naturally be willing to pay for it.

Using this economic strength to match Jessica, Weng Tingjun is very confident. Although the ways are very different, as long as you have the confidence to give women happiness, you can pursue the goddess openly, or the goddess of strategy.

Of course, if you step on shit, God may throw a sister Lin down. Who knows?

Jingle jingle bells.

The doorbell rings.

Weng Tingjun picked up the lamp and got out of bed, came to the door in three steps and two steps, and through the door mirror, he saw that it was the Western food brother downstairs, and he flattened his mouth.

"Sir, do you want the medium-rare and medium-rare flame steaks you want to dine now?"

Weng Tingjun prepared a pair of disposable slippers and handed them to the little brother, "Don't worry, help me put it away first." ”

The Western food brother said that he was disturbed, and carefully put the steak in his slippers, and explained how to open the steak, and then collected the money and left.

Weng Tingjun threw the disposable slippers that the little brother had just put into the trash, then put the pair of pink slippers at the door, clapped his hands with satisfaction, returned to the living room, turned on the TV and watched it for a while and couldn't help complaining, it was all a bloody Korean drama, it was really boring, he just lay on the sofa and stared at the ceiling in a daze.

The sky was completely dark, and Weng Tingjun sat in front of the bar, looking at the flame steak had become a black charcoal steak, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Looking at my phone, I resisted the urge to call her.

With Weng Tingjun's understanding of her, she will come.

It's just that she is an artist, and there may be some trouble, but he can understand it, and he is ready for this.

The doorbell rang again, and Weng Tingjun was not disappointed this time, opening the door and leaning against the wall and looking at her with a smile, "You're here." ”

White clothes and white pants actually have extremely high requirements for appearance.

Why do so many people dare not wear white clothes and white pants? On the one hand, I am afraid of being dirty, and on the other hand, I am afraid that my appearance and temperament will not be able to hold up.

But that's not the case with Jessica.

You see.

These eyes, this nose, these pairs, these calves.

Ahem.

Ignore the anger in her eyes.

Jessica was not polite in the slightest, but like a hostess, she put on her slippers and went directly to the bar without stopping.

Red wine, steaks, candlelight, nasty people. Well...... It's kind of atmospheric.

"Who made Xiuyan angry?"

"You're talking too much." Jessica didn't give him a good look, and said that he would come back on the 18th, and waited for 3 days before Weng Tingjun returned to South Korea.

This liar!

Why is it a lie when he opens and closes his mouth?

Jessica absurdly felt that none of the words in Weng Tingjun's mouth were true.

What sense of security do such people have?

"Then I'll not speak." Weng Tingjun sat next to her, "I didn't think it through, I should have asked him to send it in half an hour, so let's do it now." ”

Watching TV series, the male protagonist and the heroine eat steak together, and the male protagonist will always be gentle and considerate to help the heroine cut the steak.

He disdained this romance - well, he had a crippled hand.

So, the picture switches, and it is the heroine who reluctantly helps the male protagonist cut the steak.

Such a scene was very warm, so warm that Weng Tingjun was already drunk after only half a glass of wine, and he looked at Jessica with burning eyes by the 'strength of wine', and for the first time he looked at her with such a hot gaze.

"Where's my gift?" Jessica was uncomfortable by Weng Tingjun's eyes, and quickly changed the subject.

"Wait for me."

Weng Tingjun didn't know whether Jessica liked it or not, the gift was not expensive, just a little care, he always thought that such a little romance could also create surprises. On the contrary, expensive items lose their meaning. But this kind of thing is a matter of opinion, and it's not good to say much.

With what he knows about Jessica, she should like it, right?

For example, the jade bracelet that was already flawed, Weng Tingjun took the gift, looked down at the jade bracelet on Jessica's right wrist, and said softly: "I bought a pair of rings." ”

"I don't want it!"

"It's just a ring." Weng Tingjun said very seriously.

Jessica raised her head, looked directly into Weng Tingjun's eyes, and said word for word: "I don't want it." ”

The smile on Weng Tingjun's face did not diminish in the slightest, "Why not?" ”

Jessica didn't speak, looking at Weng Tingjun with clear eyes.

The special meaning of the ring is understood by Weng Ting, and she also understands by Jessica.

"I like you."

"I know."

"You know, why not?"

"Because, I don't like you." Jessica's eyes dodged. She can't deny it, but she doesn't want to admit it, Weng Tingjun is very gentle, good-looking, and talented, but none of these can give her a sense of security. What she wants is a mature relationship, she is not smart, but she is also ambitious, so her man wants to lead her, both physically and mentally.

However, Weng Tingjun can't now.

Weng Tingjun pursed his lips, took a step forward, and looked at Jessica closely, the golden and subtle appearance on her face was even clearly visible.

The eyes are facing each other.

Jessica's eyes were especially stubborn.

Weng Tingjun's eyes were aggressive.

"Well, then don't." Weng Tingjun put away the women's ring and brought the ring that belonged to him, he was not discouraged in the slightest, and he was also prepared to be rejected.

"Why don't you ask me why I don't like you?"

"Because you're going to sue me right now."

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