When Knife stared at the painting, the front desk lady had already contacted him. When I hung up the phone and looked up, I just saw the knife staring at the painting on the wall for a moment.

The front desk lady smiled sweetly:

"That painting was painted by the youngest painter in our company, Miss Ding Lan. Although the color is very simple, it can give people the deepest impact of the soul! ”

The words of the front desk lady made Xiaodao's heart froze.

That's what it is...... Ding Lan's paintings?

Indeed, as the front desk lady said, it can give people the deepest impact of the soul, but why does he feel that this painting seems to hide the cry and emptiness in the depths of Ding Lan's soul?

Slightly restrained, the knife immediately turned his head and looked at the front desk lady.

"How's the contact?"

"I've been contacted, please go upstairs here and take the elevator directly to ...... Ay? Sister Enron? ”

The front desk lady said, and suddenly moved her gaze to the back of the knife, who couldn't help but turn his head when he heard this.

He immediately remembered that this woman who was called Sister An Ran by the front desk lady was the one he saw for the first time in the orange club, the woman who was drunk and sent home by Ding Lan.

"Sister An Ran, this is a staff member of the Mo family, he came to us to discuss cooperation, can you help take him up?"

The front desk lady said, and turned to the knife again:

"Sir, this is Miss Ding Lan's assistant An Ran, let her take you up to our marketing department!"

Xiaodao nodded and thanked An Ran, who also responded with a smile and took him into the elevator.

It's just that the moment An Ran saw the knife, he always felt a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

In the small space of the elevator, there was a sudden silence, and for a moment, the knife suddenly took the initiative to speak:

"Actually, this time, I want to cooperate with Miss Ding Lan, since you are her assistant, I think I can talk to you directly, or...... Is Miss Ding Lan convenient now? ”

When An Ran heard this, he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart:

"You want to find Sister Lan to cooperate?"

"Yes! The chairman of Mohs likes Miss Ding Lan's talent very much and hopes to cooperate with her in the design of this project! ”

The knife was chiseled, but An Ran thought to himself in his heart. Originally, the impact of this news event was very bad, and finally Ding Lan didn't know what to smoke crazy and was ready to start prosecuting.

If you add the cooperation with the Mohs Group, it is simply the best whitewashing and publicity.

Although An Ran was very happy in his heart, after all, he couldn't show his feet in front of outsiders, and Ding Lan's character was ...... After thinking about it, An Ran had no choice but to pretend to smile faintly:

"I'm glad that your company can choose to cooperate with us, but although I am Sister Lan's assistant, the company still has the final say on these matters.

And Sister Lan has been a little busy lately, maybe ...... Not very convenient! ”

While speaking, the elevator had reached the floor where the marketing department was located, and An Ran smiled and said to the knife:

"This is the marketing department, I'll take you there!"

The knife gathered his mind slightly, followed An Ran out, and after a while, he suddenly spoke again:

"Miss Enron really doesn't remember me!"

When the knife said a word, An Ran's body couldn't help but stiffen, and then he turned around and looked at the knife in confusion.

The knife just smiled faintly, and said in a low voice while taking steps, walking unhurriedly:

"That time in the Orange Club, I sent you and Ding Lan home!"

As the knife spoke, An Ran's eyes suddenly lit up, and in a flash of light, she seemed to remember who the man in front of her was......

"You ......"

An Ran said, her face suddenly turned red, she was drunk once, and then she was so coincidentally bumped into by the man in front of her.

Is......

"Do you remember?"

There was a faint smile on the corner of Xiaodao's mouth, but he didn't mean to ridicule and mock, Rao was like this, An Ran was still a little embarrassed, and then hung his head.

However, after thinking about it, it seems that I can understand why the man in front of me wants to cooperate with Ding Lan.

It turned out to be acquaintance!

Now that they know, maybe Ding Lan will sell some face?

Just when An Ran was secretly thinking about it, the knife struck while the iron was hot:

"This time, can you give me Ding Lan's contact information?"

Hearing this, An Ran hurriedly raised his head and laughed:

"Yes, yes! We all know each other, of course we can! I'll give you her number! ”

As he spoke, An Ran lowered his head and rummaged through his mobile phone, found Ding Lan's number, and after reporting it to Xiaodao, he couldn't help but remind:

"That...... You also know Sister Lan's temper...... So ......"

An Ran wanted to speak and stopped, Xiaodao naturally understood what she meant, and couldn't help but smile knowingly:

"Don't worry, I understand!"

……

After Xiaodao got Ding Lan's contact information and home address, he left the art company directly. After all, his purpose is Ding Lan himself, whether he talks about cooperation or not, he has to talk to Ding Lan face to face.

According to the address given by Enron, Xiaodao didn't call and drove over directly.

He thought, Ding Lan's kind of woman, there are some things that are more direct to meet than on the phone. In other words, he may not know at all that if he called, Ding Lan might hang up directly and not give him a chance to meet.

Thinking of this, the knife couldn't help but smile.

The car drove all the way to the high-end community where Ding Lan was located, and the knife parked the car on the side of the road and did not get out of the car immediately. Instead, he sat in the car and smoked several cigarettes.

When the car was full of smoke and people who were almost choking couldn't open their eyes, the knife got out of the car. Found the building number and floor where Ding Lan was.

Standing at the door of Ding Lan's house, the knife suddenly became a little nervous.

What's wrong with him?

Slightly self-deprecatingly hooked the corners of his lips, and the knife rang the doorbell.

At that time, Ding Lan was sitting on the balcony reading a book and drinking coffee, and when she heard the doorbell, she couldn't help frowning.

There are only a limited number of people who know that she lives here, and even more people who can come to her.

Rao is like this, Ding Lan still walked to the door, opened the door unhurriedly, and when he saw the knife standing at the door, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a smile on the corner of his lips, for a moment, Ding Lan was stunned.

She didn't expect it!

Ding Lan didn't expect that this man named Xiaodao would appear at his door one day. Although for so many days, she has dreamed of the knife more than once, and she has dreamed that this man has entered her body and is hearty.

But when she woke up, her eyes were still just indifferent.

She didn't like it, and she didn't want to indulge herself in a man.

But at this moment, the knife was standing in front of her so vividly, and some of the things that were forcibly suppressed in Ding Lan's blood began to shout and be ready to move.

One second, two seconds, three seconds......

Xiao Dao also thought about what kind of expression Ding Lan would have when he saw him, or what he should say.

But when she saw Ding Lan at this moment, Xiaodao found that the gaze in her eyes was still so bold and direct, as if in front of her, no matter how much clothes she was wearing, she was only naked and naked.

The two of them didn't speak for three seconds, and just when the knife hesitated how to speak, Ding Lan suddenly stepped forward, hooked the knife's neck with both hands, and pulled him into the room with force, and closed the door with his foot.

lips, but kissed passionately.

The knife only paused slightly, then hugged Ding Lan's waist and began to kiss as deeply as her.

He turned against the guest, hugged Ding Lan's body and spun it, and then fell heavily on the door panel with some roughness, and kissed it presumptuously and boldly.

The two people are like two stranded fish that have returned to the sea, constantly drawing life from each other's bodies and gradually starting to come back to life.

Ding Lan was caught in the small space by the knife and the door panel, but he didn't feel suffocated at all. The lips of the knife were as soft and hot as ever, like a fire, and a slight touch could set off a prairie fire in her body.

The same goes for pocket knives.

He always knew that Ding Lan was a goblin and a poisonous poppy.

But on the contrary, he just can't control himself, he can't see it, he can't see it, and when he sees it, it's even more!

The two kissed like this, and soon, Ding Lan felt that the oxygen in her chest was a little insufficient, and a feeling of suffocation made her brain dizzy, and her body began to weaken.

This feeling is the same as smoking ice and drugs, which makes her fluttering, but also excited.

Ding Lan hung his hands firmly on the neck of the knife, used to support his body, the knife's big hand with a little coolness had already penetrated into Ding Lan's shirt, and the familiar slippery touch stimulated every nerve in his body, as if the volcano in his body was about to erupt in the next second.

Finally, Ding Lan couldn't stand still, and the knife noticed something unusual, so he restrained and let go of her lips, but he didn't let go of her body.

Her person was in his arms, her eyes were misty and fascinating, and her lips were slightly swollen, but there was an indescribable temptation.

"Huh!"

Suddenly, Ding Lan smiled again, her palm passed through the top of the knife's hair, feeling his hard hair pass through her fingertips little by little, and her smile was so charming and enchanting.

Then, Knife heard her whisper in his ear in a secretly seductive voice:

"I want to ...... You're up! ”

As he spoke, one of Ding Lan's hands suddenly went down, holding the desire to swell somewhere in the knife.

"Hmm-"

The knife couldn't help but let out a low roar, lowered his head, and looked at Ding Lan dangerously:

"Aren't you afraid?"

Ding Lan showed no weakness:

"Afraid of what?"

"You know, this time, it's no longer a one-night stand!"

Hearing the words of the knife, Ding Lan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and under his eyes, a flash of light flashed:

"Is it a one-night stand, the result, it's all the same!"

“……”

Xiaodao's angular face darkened, and looking at Ding Lan's gaze, he couldn't help but be a little darker.

Ding Lan, it's different, I'm afraid from now on, it's up to you to decide!

The knife was stunned, and the kiss went down again, only this time, it was more passionate and presumptuous than before. The two kissed each other and slowly moved in the direction of the bedroom......