"Shao'an, how did you do it?"

Chai Shaoan came back to his senses.

"Senior Brother Lin, what's wrong?"

Lin Youguang looked at Chai Shaoan with a puzzled expression.

"What's wrong with me, you're still asking? Where's your clothes? Before Chai Shaoan could say anything, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, our products have been explained, otherwise, you are like this." Really, shameless. Lin Youguang stroked his forehead and sighed.

"It's okay, Senior Brother Lin."

"You kid!" Lin Youguang scolded with a smile, and then muttered. "That's not right!"

It's very wrong, yesterday he had an expressionless face and a pool of stagnant water in his eyes, how could he be proud of the spring breeze today, and the spring love was rippling?

Tan Jiaren drove away from the convention and exhibition center quickly.

After getting out of the car, Tan Jiaren quickly rushed into the elevator, and the elevator went up layer by layer, and the trembling of Tan Jiaren's body slowly stopped.

The elevator reached the floor where Tan Jiaren lived, and as soon as the elevator door opened, Tan Jiaren rushed into her home quickly.

The door closed, and Tan Jiaren's heart finally relaxed. In this way, it seems that all the embarrassment and embarrassment just now have been isolated from the door.

Tan Jiaren didn't even have the strength to stand up with the shoe cabinet at the entrance.

The soaked clothes on my body were half-wet and half-dry, and this feeling was very uncomfortable.

Tan Jiaren didn't want to pay attention to it for the time being, she thought, the smell on her body must be terrible!

When I go out in the morning, the perfume is baptized by tea, and the smell must be indescribably sour.

It's really the professionalism of online writers!

Perhaps, there is also the reason why Tan Jiaren's sense of smell is more sensitive.

Tan Jiaren's mood has not calmed down, and she is still in the mood to care if the smell on her body is good or not!

Well? There is no unpleasant smell that makes people vomit as expected, but a fresh and light taste.

Could it be the special collision of perfume and tea? Tan Jiaren thought.

It took a while for Tan Jia to determine that the smell came from the blazer she was wearing.

She even thought it was some kind of magical chemistry.

Tan Jiaren is a little embarrassed, even if she is the only one in the family now.

The top priority now is to get rid of the wet clothes on your body!

Tan Jiaren changed into a home leisure suit, and was about to wash the blazer that saved her from danger, when Tan Jiaren's mobile phone rang.

"Editor-in-chief."

Tan Jiaren put the coat aside.

"Beauty, what do you think of the exhibition today?"

Tan Jiaren's editor-in-chief is a tall and handsome man, just like a writer needs a pen name, each editor will also give himself a name, Tan Jiaren's editor-in-chief is called Haixing, as for his real name, Tan Jiaren has heard others say when he participated in the annual writers' festival that the editor-in-chief's name is Bai Yongzhen. Maybe it's because of his online work, his voice has an indescribable elegance in the low magnetism.

Tan Jiaren sat on the sofa, with an uncontrollable heart in her voice, "Well, I don't think I chose a good place to sit when I went today." ”

"Oh, what do you mean?"

The editor-in-chief, Bai Yongzhen's voice, sounded a little smiling.

Tan Jia touched her nose weakly.

"Otherwise, I wouldn't have drenched my tea!"

"Oh!"

Chinese is vast and profound, and many times, a single word can express many meanings.

For example, now, the word "oh" is the third tone we usually use when we are amazed, the second tone when we are confused, and the fourth tone when we are in a sudden realization.

And the editor-in-chief is now using the first tone.

said that he had understood what Tan Jiaren said.

didn't say a few words, and Tan Jiaren hung up.

And the most heart-wrenching thing about Tan Jiaren is that the editor-in-chief did not express any opinions or suggestions on the work she ordered her.

Tan Jiaren held her face with both hands, fell on the sofa, and her feet seemed to be kicking on the ground.

It took a while for her to come to terms with this fact.

With the mood of a strong man's broken wrist, the strong man's tone was tragic, "Die and die!" Just don't let it hit the streets. ”

Tan Jiaren picked up the coat she had just put aside and prepared to wash it.

A card was drawn out of the pocket of his coat, made a graceful arc in the air, and fell to the ground.

Tan Jiaren was stunned for a few seconds before squatting down to pick it up.

The card is a business card with a light gilt gold on the edge.

It is really a mountain and a water, and there is no way out, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village.

NIGHT, METOO BAR.

Here, it seems as if the real night will never come.

Tan Jiaren looked up at the colorful signboard overhead.

She couldn't understand why that person had asked to meet here.

However, since she has all come, she has to go in hard.

Tan Jiaren lowered her head and tried her best to minimize her sense of existence.

There was a lot of noise around and the sound of wine glasses clashing.

Although Tan Jiaren is a girl who was born and grew up in Si, she really has never been to such an occasion.

If Lan Jinxiu knew that she had come to such a place.......

Tan Jiaren thought of the possible consequences, and her scalp tingled for a while.

She was hesitating to retreat, when a voice broke her hesitation and hesitation.

"Miss Tan, here."

At the bar, under the brilliant lights, a man was waving to her.

His posture is straight, his silhouette is exquisite, his demeanor is chic, and the brilliant lights have not taken away any of his brilliance, but at this moment, it is more like adding countless brilliance to him.

Some beautiful words will also be overshadowed in front of him.

It's like a male protagonist who came out of a comic novel.

Tan Jiaren described it like this, perhaps this is a habit she has developed after so many years of engaging in writing creation.

Tan Jiaren had no reason to leave at all, and she walked towards the bar.

"Miss Tan, please be seated."

The man in front of him was smiling, and even his narrow eyes had a strange brilliance.

Tan Jiaren sat down opposite him stiffly.

"Mr. Chai, thank you for this afternoon's incident, I have already washed your clothes for you and brought them over."

Tan Jiaren handed the bag in his hand to him.

Chai Shaoan stretched out his hand to take it and put it aside.

"Would you like a drink?"

Chai Shaoan picked up the wine glass in front of him and shook it in front of Tan Jiaren.

The pale golden liquid has an indescribable allure in the glass.

"Okay!"

Tan Jiaren said.

Chai Shaoan handed the mixed wine to Tan Jiaren, Tan Jiaren took some of it, but Chai Shaoan didn't let go.

A wine glass, two people who didn't let go.

Before Tan Jiaren could react, Chai Shaoan had already leaned over, "This wine has a lot of stamina, don't drink too fast." ”

Such an angle seems to others to be more like a subtle and delicate kiss.