Chapter 307: Pestle Crutch
Yuan Yan tilted his head slightly to look at him, frowned, and said, "Xi Yan, you are so strange today." ”
"Is there one?" Xi Yan smiled at her, rubbing the top of her hair, and her voice was low with bewitchment: "This must be your delusion." ”
"Really?"
Yuan Yan scratched his head, and at this time, the secretary entered the room with pastries and tea.
The beautiful young lady is always eye-catching, and Yuan Yan is a person who likes beautiful things, her eyes have been stopped on the secretary, and when she walks away without a shadow, Yuan Yan reluctantly retracts her gaze.
"It's that pretty?" Xi Yan's fingertips were on the sides of her jaw, slightly raised, so that she could be at eye level with herself.
"That's it."
Xi's Group recruits people, although it is the first talent, but there is no shortage of talented and beautiful people in this world, and the secretary just now belongs to the type of beautiful looks.
"It's not enough to look at me, but also to look at others?" Xi Yan just couldn't see her eyes on others, and she didn't want to listen to Yuan Yan talk about others.
"......" Yuan Yan laughed at him: "Why are you so jealous?" ”
She touched her flat stomach and looked at Xi Yan pitifully, "I'm hungry." ”
With that, her eyes swept over the pastries on the coffee table, like a cat.
"Go get some pastries to cushion your stomach, I'll take you to dinner later."
"I want to eat hot pot!"
Yuan Yan hurriedly raised her hand to speak, she passed by a hot pot restaurant in a car tonight, it was already more than five o'clock in the afternoon, the hot pot restaurant was overcrowded, and the tempting fragrance could be smelled across the road.
Xi Yan pinched the tip of her nose and said dotingly, "Okay." ”
The golden afterglow spreads throughout the office, sitting on the files on the computer, sometimes tapping on the keyboard to make an inaudible sound.
Yuan Yan walked up to him with a pastry plate, eating and looking at the dazzling data on the screen.
"Xi Yan, aren't you tired of facing these things every day?" Yuan Yan took the opportunity to stuff a small pastry and chewed it in his mouth.
"I'm not tired, I'm used to it." Xi Yan wore gold-rimmed glasses, turned his head to look at Yuan Yan, the little fool's cheeks bulged when he ate, like a cute little hamster.
Looking at Xi Yan's gaze, Yuan Yan squinted her eyes and smiled, she picked up a piece of pastry and put it on Xi Yan's mouth, "The reward is for you." ”
The corners of Xi Yan's mouth bent, and she ate the piece of dim sum with Yuan Yan's hand, her lips rubbing against her pink fingertips.
"You ......"
"It's delicious."
Xi Yan's words directly overshadowed Yuan Yan's, he raised his head, and his phoenix eyes swept lightly, "Huh? What's wrong? ”
Yuan Yan felt that he was doing it on purpose, she guarded the plate, like a chicken guarding food, "I won't give it to you!" ”
"......" Xi sneered: "Childish." ”
"Slightly."
Yuan Yan grimaced at him and ran away before Xi Yan pinched her face.
She was lying on the sofa without a straight shape, "Hurry up, I'm still waiting to eat hot pot." ”
"Got it."
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After Xi Yan got off work, he took Yuan Yan to eat hot pot, and after the two finished eating, it was ten o'clock in the evening.
Yuan Yan filmed endorsements for nearly eight hours during the day, and he was sleepy after eating.
She nestled in Xi Yan's arms and whispered softly: "Xi Yan, remember to call me when you get home......"
"Sleep." Xi Yan picked up the blanket and put it over her.
The two did not go back to the villa halfway up the mountain, but stayed in Xi Yan's apartment.
Yuan Yan recognized the bed and woke up at about eleven o'clock in the evening.
She looked at the unfamiliar environment in a daze, and glanced at it inadvertently, but saw Xi Yan struggling with crutches.