At this time, it was already more than six o'clock in the afternoon, and the summer night came late, when the sunset had not completely set, and a faint slanting sun was projected from the window, like a beam of light projected on Zhang Qingqing.

I stood at her side and stole a glance at her side, because of the sunset, her face was delicate, and the average beauty always showed some flaws in the bright light. For example, the skin is not hydrated enough, the skin is relatively dry, the pores are too thick, and the size of the facial features is slightly uncoordinated, etc.

But Zhang Qingqing does not have these small flaws, her white and red tender skin, the perfect curve of her cheek contours, slender eyebrows, curved eyelashes, and apricot eyes that can't see real feelings, every part is so exquisite, so perfect, like a masterpiece of God. If there is one fault that can be forcibly picked out from her now, it is that her face is not good-looking now, cold, and she seems to lose her temper at any time.

Zhang Qingqing glanced at my "review book" on the office desktop, and did not rush to pick it up and read it, but glanced at me obliquely, and said in a tepid tone: "Chen Yu, what are you doing here?" ”

I couldn't figure out what Zhang Qingqing meant, but I felt that I had to answer her questions carefully and well, otherwise it would be difficult to get her forgiveness, so I said, "Write a review." ”

Sure enough, Zhang Qingqing immediately sneered after hearing this: "Review the book, did you make a mistake, what mistake did you make?" ”

"That, I shouldn't be open-mouthed and criticize Teacher Zhang."

I thought to myself, I knew that I wouldn't run away at noon, and that she would punish me for doing push-ups or something, at least it would be better than her teasing me now.

Zhang Qingqing snorted and said, "Is that all?" ”

When she saw my pretentious appearance, her anger seemed to subside a little, and at the same time she reached out and picked up my review book, ready to read it.

"And I shouldn't have run away, and it's not right for me to leave halfway through the tour."

I whispered while secretly looking at Zhang Qingqing's face, in fact, I was a little afraid that she would continue to ask Li Mengting about it. Li Mengting drove me back and kissed me on the face in public, which made me very difficult to explain.

Fortunately, Zhang Qingqing's attention was suddenly on the review book at this time, she first looked at the first two lines, and then her brows couldn't help frowning, and even looked up at me suspiciously, and then lowered her head to look at the nominally review letter in her hand, which was actually a love letter written by me.

This love letter I wrote was very long, 3,000 words, several pages.

When Zhang Qingqing first started watching it, she kept frowning, which made my heart pound, and I thought how this seemed to be a little different from the surprised and happy expression I imagined. Zhang Qingqing likes roses, that means she is a woman who likes romance, in this era of email and WeChat buckles, there are very few people who write love letters on letterhead, this kind of couple communication that seems to be a bit retro, I think it's very romantic, why doesn't it seem to have any effect on her?

The office was quiet, Zhang Qingqing slowly looked at the love letter in my nervous mood, and she probably knew at this time that this was not a review letter at all, but a love letter full of flesh and coquettish rolling and begging for forgiveness.

I'm glad she didn't throw the love letter away and scold me for what I wrote, and as she read slowly, her frowning brow didn't know when it had quietly unfolded, and I finally felt a little relieved, and thought proudly: Hehe, it seems that the love letter still has some effect.

Neither of us spoke, and the office was very quiet, except for the rustling sound of Zhang Qingqing occasionally flipping through the pages of love letters. I don't know why, just now Zhang Qingqing read the review book of Whistle Ya and Da Luo Xiaoluo, and finished reading it in two or three minutes, but now when she reads my love letter, the speed seems to be very slow, and she hasn't finished reading it for almost ten minutes, I think I'm writing a love letter and not a love poem, do you read it word by word?

Really, I'm still waiting for you to forgive me happily after reading it, and I'm still waiting to go to the cafeteria to eat happily.

I looked at the love letter in Zhang Qingqing's hand, she has only read 3 pages of 6 pages now, and it is estimated that with her current slow reading speed of appreciating ancient poems, she will not be able to read them all in twenty or thirty minutes. I stood next to me for a while, because it was so quiet, and because I hadn't slept last night, I couldn't help but feel like dozing off.

Just when I was drowsy, suddenly a crisp and touching laughter sounded in my ears. The laughter was like a dead earth suddenly blooming with a hundred flowers, and like fireworks blooming in the dark night sky, which suddenly made me wake up, and at the same time follow the prestige in amazement.

It turned out that Zhang Qingqing, a woman, had been reading my love letters carefully, and she couldn't help but laugh when she looked at it. When she saw me looking at her, she immediately straightened her face, as if the person who couldn't help laughing just now was not her.

This woman loves face, and she is obviously happy to death, but she deliberately pulls a face, which is really depressing.

Zhang Qingqing had finished reading all the love letters at this time, and I saw that she was slowly folding a few pages of paper in her hand neatly, and I could feel that she liked this love letter very much from this little action, so I took the opportunity to say: "Teacher Zhang, how is my review writing?" ”

"Opportunistic"

"Does this mean that Mr. Zhang, you have forgiven me?"

My eyes blinked, thinking that opportunism was opportunism, but did you meow or not, but squeaked?

Zhang Qingqing saw a few pages of folded love letters on the table, and then turned to look at me, the whole person seemed very calm, if it weren't for the faint blush on her face at the moment, I would have mistakenly thought that my love letters had no effect at all.

"Although your review book is okay, I don't think your review is deep enough."

When Zhang Qingqing said this, the flush on her pretty face became a little stronger, and even her ears were dyed with a hint of red, and the whole person looked very shy.

I looked at Zhang Qingqing eating and said, "No...... Not deep enough, what does that mean? ”

Zhang Qingqing said: "You have to write another 3,000 words to show me this review book, I think your review is profound enough to be finished." ”

I almost fell down when I heard the words, and I couldn't help but roar in my heart, damn it, this is just a love letter, not the Internet, and writing a love letter will also be serialized, she is still unsatisfied and wants me to continue to update the love letter to her.

Zhang Qingqing saw me crying with a sad face, so she asked unhappily: "What, seeing that you look good and don't want to continue to review?" ”

"Yes, yes, yes."

Don't you dare to fucking say no, and when you see me again, you will show me a look and don't say anything to me.

When Zhang Qingqing saw that I agreed, a thick smile immediately bloomed in her eyes, and it could be seen that she was still quite happy, but the smile quickly dissipated, and she suddenly said: "Put aside the matter of talking nonsense behind your back for the time being, I won't worry about you about running away first, who is the woman who drove you back in a red sports car, you have to explain it to me, right?" ”

Zhang Qingqing also told me the day before yesterday that she and I are like sisters and brothers, but now she likes to read my love letters, and she wants to manage what woman I associate with like a little wife, so I really can't grasp the true thoughts in her heart, and a woman's heart is a needle!

I didn't hide Li Mengting's affairs, honestly said that I was walking on the highway, Li Mengting kindly drove me back, and even explained to Zhang Qingqing honestly about her inviting me to dinner, but I omitted Li Mengting's words and actions to tease me, and I didn't even mention the fight with the bald man.

When Zhang Qingqing listened to my explanation, she kept staring into my eyes, as if she could tell from her eyes whether I was lying, but what I said was probably the truth, so she didn't look at her with a weak heart.

Zhang Qingqing couldn't see any clues, so she warned me: "I don't know why, I always feel that this woman doesn't have any kind intentions when she approaches you." Some rich women in high society have a chaotic life, and you are the kind of boy with clear eyebrows, who is most liked by them, and they must want to ...... you when they talk to you."

I couldn't help but have a chaotic picture of men and women in my mind, I swallowed my saliva and waved the exciting picture back, thinking that Zhang Qingqing was also a good intention, I still used words to cooperate!

"Teacher Zhang, I've only met Sister Ting twice, don't worry, I'll keep my distance from her."

"Hmm" After Zhang Qingqing got my assurance, her face looked a little better, but she didn't forget to remind me: "Don't forget to write a review book when you go back next time." ”