readx; "Yes. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info I'm sick. Jiang Junhao pushed her into the office, and the smile on his lips was careless, "You'd better not anger a patient." Because, terminally ill people often don't know what they're doing. ”

Yes, he has lovesickness, and he is hopeless.

Even if she was standing in front of him, he was missing her.

After listening to his words, Pei Xiaomiao nodded obediently. It's rare that he still has some self-knowledge and knows that he is not lightly ill.

When she has money, she must take him to the best psychiatric hospital in the world.

Jiang Junhao laughed spontaneously, feeling a little inexplicable, and finally let go of her hand in compromise and walked into the office first.

Pei Xiaomiao stood at the door for a long time, and did not wait for his summons before slowly following in.

After entering the door, Jiang Junhao seemed to have forgotten her existence, turned on the computer, put on rimless glasses, and began to process the email.

Pei Xiaomiao, who was completely ignored, began to feel a little uncomfortable, took a newspaper on his desktop casually, and read it boredly.

He still likes boring economic newspapers like five years ago, Pei Xiaomiao yawned drowsily after five minutes, and in the end, he simply stared at him through the cracks in the newspaper >

Jiang Junhao's complexion is very white, and his slender rimless glasses are framed on the bridge of his high nose, making him look like the male protagonist of the comic book Sven and abstinence.

Time has not left traces of time on his face, only more and more charming charm.

"Are you or when?" Jiang Junhao was stared at by her and was disturbed by his breathing. I couldn't help but look up at her.

Pei Xiaomiao, who was arrested, took off the newspaper confidently: "Mr. Jiang, what do I need to do today?" ”

Jiang Junhao's slender hands rested on his chin, he was silent for a few seconds, and then handed her his laptop: "Don't you think I'm good, then give full play to your strengths." ”

Pei Xiaomiao took over the computer mumbly.

Jiang Junhao continued: "Write an episode of the script before getting off work, and the actor is me. Write it to me

"......" Pei Xiaomiao pinched the edge of the computer tightly, fortunately he did not make such an unreasonable request as "the heroine must be her".

"Write well, if you write well, I will be rewarded after work, if you don't write well...... Then wait for the punishment. Jiang Junhao condescended and raised his eyebrows, "Do you understand?" Well? ”

Pei Xiaomiao shook slightly.

Such a scene seems somewhat familiar.

She suddenly remembered them a long, long time ago.

He said something similar.

At that time, they were about to enter the palace of marriage. She was ordered to write the invitation and give it to him to check, but he was stingy and ate Owen's vinegar.

"Got it." Pei Xiaomiao came back to her senses and slowly opened the laptop.

Jiang Junhao's notebook started very slowly, maybe it hadn't been used for a while, and it took more than a minute to start. The computer desktop is the blue sky and white clouds of the system, and the folder called "Missing Diary" deeply attracts her attention.

Pei Xiaomiao hesitated for a moment, then clicked the mouse to open it.

The folder is densely packed with documents, and each document is marked with a date, which should be the date of the diary.

Pei Xiaomiao clicked on one casually and came carefully and seriously.