An overdose of nicotine caused a subtle feeling of vertigo, which was the first thing Bai Wanwan noticed a few seconds later.

In addition, there is the familiar smell of tobacco infinitely amplified on the tip of his nose, and Sun Cong'an's eyelashes, which are almost rubbing into his eyes.

Sun Cong'an quickly let go of his hand.

Before the lips of the two were completely separated, he muttered a sentence at the corner of Bai Wanwan's mouth in a very deep voice.

"These days。。。。。。 I've always missed you. ”

This sentence drilled into Bai Wanwan's ears and crushed the last bit of reason to hold the position.

She was like a dead computer, frozen in the cold air, and before she could restart, she was turned around again by Sun Cong'an.

Bai Wanwan was pushed into the warm door by him, and then there was the sound of the door closing and locking behind him.

Bai Wanwan, who is completely in the light, still has the illusion of being in the dark.

She stood there in a trance, until someone called her in the bedroom, and then walked in.

What a jerk!

Although the mental state is not exaggerated to the point of being unable to give up, the most basic thinking ability has indeed been affected.

For a long time, Bai Wanwan couldn't judge what Sun Cong'an did to him for what purpose.

Even, there were many times in a trance, and they all regarded the temperature of the intertwined lips and tongue at that time as an illusion.

What did he mean by that sentence just now?

。。。。。。 Is it a confession?

Or is it a deliberate joke?

Bai Wanwan returned to her bed dizzily, separated Zhu Yinluo's question asking her if she ate supper, lifted the quilt to cover the top of her head, and covered her still hot face.

Early the next morning, Bai Wanwan didn't go to the small cafeteria for breakfast, and stayed in the office alone, eating the spicy mixes that had been piled up in one bite.

For the next whole day, Bai Wanwan kept hanging her heart, for fear of meeting Sun Cong'an.

Coincidentally, Sun Cong'an did not take the initiative to appear in front of her, and Bai Wanwan was temporarily relieved.

In the afternoon, a supplier came to settle the accounts.

Bai Wanwan sat in the position, waiting for the other party to add or subtract bills.

At the sound of a slow tapping on the calculator, she unconsciously began to wander a little, thinking about other things.

The more I think about it, the hotter it gets, and within a few seconds, my head will be fluttering.

Bai Wanwan hurriedly pulled back her thoughts, and was about to help the other party sort out the bills that had been added or subtracted, when she suddenly heard a familiar voice at the door of the office, and subconsciously looked up and saw Sun Cong'an's measurement director speaking at the same rate outside the door.

After Sun Cong'an entered the house, he looked around, and soon looked in the direction of Bai Wanwan.

Without waiting for the four eyes to meet, Bai Wanwan's body first made a "stress response".

She didn't say a word, didn't even hesitate for a moment, and directly lowered her head and buried her face on the table.

The vendors next to her were stunned, looked at Bai Wanwan blankly, and then turned their heads to look at Sun Cong'an.

"White accounting." The vendor was stunned and asked, "Are you alright?" ”

Bai Wanwan was a little embarrassed, she didn't expect that she would react so much after seeing Sun Cong'an.

She raised her head in a daze, and subconsciously glanced at the door, Sun Cong'an had already left, and the surveying director was standing beside Mo Xiaozhu to ask about going to the city tomorrow.

Bai Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief, shook her head at the supplier, and signaled that she was fine.

The supplier didn't think much of it and continued to press the calculator.

Bai Wanwan suddenly remembered something in the sound of ticking keys.

Sun Cong'an, this bastard!

Did he just run away?

Don't you even plan to take the initiative to face her?!