Song Jin's long and thick eyelashes trembled slightly.

Not to mention, this harmless and pure smile is full of seduction, it seems similar, but I can't remember where she saw it before.

Song Jin's military value is high and his combat experience is sufficient, and he can always escape death and successfully complete the task in the past, but in fact, he relies more on his keen intuition-

If she realizes that something is wrong, she will run faster than anyone else.

Although the boy used to often play cards out of common sense, and he who laughed and chanted in the last second may be sympathetic in the next second, but Song Jin has long been used to this, and this time is different, obviously he is laughing, but she just faintly feels that something is wrong.

When things go wrong, there must be demons.

She was about to run away as if she didn't see it, when the young man suddenly asked her, "Brother, what about the flowers I want?" ”

Song Jin paused slightly, looked at him and blinked.

Flower? That bonsai?

She suddenly remembered what the assistant said, "I want her to put the potted plants in Qi Jue's office", and she was immediately confused, "What do you want that flower for?" ”

Qi Jue's gaze shifted, and Song Jin followed his eyes and saw a blue and white porcelain full of beautiful flowers on the cabinet.

"Flower arrangement."

"...... only a few white flowers in a potted plant that size, you can do it...

The young man put down his long legs, as if he saw her empty-handed, and knew what was going on, and said lightly, "Since this is the case, then my brother will wait with me." ”

"No need," Song Jin blinked, "I suddenly remembered that I still have something to ......"

If you let this thing know, she just got angry and accidentally ravaged all those flowers. If she is ravaged, she must not be killed.

Before she could finish her sentence, she was interrupted, and the young man raised his eyes to look at her, and a smile on his lips curled, "Brother will either wait with me or move." ”

"......" counts you ruthlessly.

Song Jin entered, and the door closed automatically.

Her position is the assistant to the president, but Qi Jue has too many assistants, and all aspects of things have been explained, and she, the temporary assistant, has nothing to do.

She sat bored on the sofa and looked at the magazine on the table, and the young man's soft voice came:

"Brother."

"Huh?" Song Jin didn't raise his head to answer him.

"Come here, hug me."

The young man's voice couldn't hear any emotion, but it made Song Jin stunned, and she looked up at him a little sluggishly.

He propped up his chin, his slender fingertips tapped, and his smiling eyes were crooked, "Didn't my brother say he wanted to hug me?" ”

This scene is too impactful, beautiful as exquisite play. The occasional boy sat there with his chin propped up, smiling gently and gently, and softly saying that he wanted his brother to hug him, and his heart was about to be cute.

Song Jin was stunned for three seconds, pressed the blood boiling all over his body, desperately regained his senses, and blinked, "It's not... You ...... before, "That's not the attitude...

"Well, I thought about it, I still want to be nice to my brother," the young man's fair-skinned side face was smooth, his eyes were as beautiful as a star, and his voice was cute, "After all, I... I like my brother the most. ”

It's really never been before to see a teenager sell cuteness so thoroughly.

Yan Konggou Jin suddenly couldn't help it, he lost his senses, threw down the magazine, stood up with a fart, and ran to him happily.

Qi Jue is so big, she must not be able to hold it, forget it, but it is okay to hug it from behind, and then touch the little face to take advantage of it.

Half ringing.

"Liar... Swindler. ”

Song Jin complained with a sad and indignant face, his peach blossom eyes were full of trembling water, the tails of his eyes were even more pink like peach petals, his lips were red and his teeth were white, his body was stimulated to tremble and spasm, and he couldn't speak completely.

The boy moved underneath, leaning down and kissing the corners of her reddish eyes.

He hugged her, put her hand on his waist, and smiled on his unusually charming face, "Look, my brother hugs me, or I hug my brother, the posture is the same at this time." ”

"......" lost, but it was not a sass...

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