Man Xin obviously doesn't care, doesn't she? But why is her nose sour?

Xiao Rui just stood there, looking at her back, this woman is becoming more and more stubborn, after working together for so many years, she has also changed.

However, how could he expect a woman to remain the same?

Man Xin turned off the faucet, and as soon as she turned her head, she saw Xiao Rui still standing there, "I'll go and bring tea to Miss Gu." ”

She made an excuse and wanted to leave, but was pulled by Xiao Rui, "Make me a cup of coffee first." ”

Manhin turned around, she knew her identity very well, she was just his assistant and nothing else!

It won't change because of an accident.

Xiao Rui looked at her, saw her skillful coffee-making movements, and looked at her quiet side face, he changed his mind, he got up and grabbed her, "That night, whether I drank too much or not, I am responsible for you." ”

Man Xin's hand holding the coffee cup trembled, "Mr. Xiao, please don't joke with me." ”

"Am I kidding?" Xiao Rui has never cared about women, how many women want to make him responsible, he doesn't care, this woman she actually said he was joking?

"Mr. Xiao, I'm just your assistant, and now I'm Miss Gu's assistant." Manxin doesn't want to change the relationship with him!

For so many years, she has been doing her duty as an assistant, and she doesn't want to change this relationship, right?

"You don't want to be my woman? Do you know how many women want to be my woman? Xiao Rui looked frustrated.

If it weren't for Man Xin's good ability to handle all kinds of things, he probably wouldn't have kept her by his side for so long!

No! There should be another reason, that is, she has no special thoughts about him.

He hates women pestering him.

"There are many women who want to be you, and you are not inferior to mine." Manhin refused him, put down the coffee cup, and then, she picked up another thermos cup and walked out of the pantry.

Manhin stood in the aisle, her back against the wall, one hand caressing her chest, her heart beating fast.

And she, just now, actually rejected him, isn't that what she has always wanted? Why did she wait for so many years, and now that he is finally willing to speak, then why does she refuse?

Gu Jinhuan walked over and saw Man Xin standing there alone, "Sister Man Xin, are you okay?" ”

Man Xin came back to her senses and looked at Gu Jinhuan, "It's nothing, your tea." ”

Gu Jinhuan took the teacup, and at this time, Lu Shaoyu walked over, "I'll take you somewhere." ”

Man Xin took the teacup, watched Lu Shaoyu take Gu Jinhuan's hand, and walked forward together.

If Gu Jinhuan and Lu Shaoyu had not had that painful thing in the past, the two of them would be very happy.

And what about her? She and Xiao Rui will never be, right? This man doesn't know how to love, so even if she agrees to him, she can't feel happy.

So, she's because she's too greedy, she's because she wants more, so, does she refuse?

Lu Shaoyu took Gu Jinhuan into a private room, and there was a large bouquet of imported pink roses on the table, which was delicate.

"How? Do you like it? Lu Shaoyu looked at her, he should like her.

When Gu Jinhuan saw the thousands of pink roses, she was stunned for a moment, she just didn't expect that Lu Shaoyu would still remember.

After so many years, she thought that he was not a person who cared about him, or that he was now putting some of the things he thought in his heart on her, right?

"The flowers are very beautiful, but I like red roses, enthusiasm is like fire and unrestrained, this pink rose, it seems a little weaker, what do you think? Lu Shao? As Gu Jinhuan spoke, the whole person leaned towards him, and his delicate hand caressed his chest, wandering on his chest with a tease.

Lu Shaoyu held her hand, "Then next time, I'll give it to you." ”

He thought she would love Pink Rose.

Gu Jin raised her lips and smiled, "Then what about these?" ”

"Don't do it!" Lu Shaoyu hugged her waist, "Now you are like a red rose with enthusiasm." ”

Gu Jinhuan is indeed a delicate red today, but she is not a rose, but she is like a rose, and the thorns on her body are afraid that they will penetrate deep into his bone marrow and swallow up everything he has little by little.