Zhang Mingxi didn't know why Mr. Chen was so concerned about this issue, but he still answered truthfully, "Huh? Oh, yes. ”

From an angle she couldn't see, his plain eyes floated a little with joy, he raised his hand to brush his chin, and his index finger tapped silently at his temple, as if he was thinking, as if he was hesitating.

"What's inside?"

"...... "Why should the giver of gifts be like a thief, but the one who receives the gift can drag 2580,000 yuan?" Zhang Mingxi decided to turn over as a serf and sing, "Don't you open it and take a look?" ”

Chen Yilin didn't speak, and from her angle, she could only see the upward arc of the corners of Chen Yirin's mouth and an inaudible low laugh.

"I remember that you have a black shirt, with this tie should be just right, inside the small box is a tie clip, and the tie is matched, but I have seen it, this tie clip is quite versatile, as long as it is a solid color tie, you can wear it."

"A tie?"

The man's index and middle fingers gently clamped the end of the tie, and the neatly rolled tie unfolded like a painting, and the dark dark lines floated in the white light of the study.

Zhang Mingxi's chin pointed to the shiny thing next to him, and added, "There's also a tie clip." ”

She felt like a rabbit in her heart, seven up and down, I don't know what this master means, are you satisfied or dissatisfied, so I can give you a word.

Chen Yirin's thin lips were pursed into a straight line, and his eyes were glowing with softness. This woman doesn't say anything, and her observation of him is quite nuanced.

There are as many shirts in his cloakroom as there is a wall, and he doesn't know what style and color of shirt he has, but he didn't expect that Zhang Mingxi would buy a purple tie for him because he had a black shirt.

Resisting the urge to raise the corners of her mouth, her gaze moved lightly from the tie to her body, "I didn't think about anything back when I bought you something, but since it's a return gift, are you going to use it to fool me?" ”

"...... nearly 2,000 yuan a strip of cloth, you say it's a fool? Zhang Mingxi was so aggrieved in his heart that he could spit out a mouthful of old blood.

However, the only little bit of reason left made her begin to reflect, she couldn't have been deceived by that rhetorical shopping guide, right? Is this tie really that time?

"You...... Don't like it? ”

From her non-professional point of view, I feel that this tie is very suitable for Mr. Chen's temperament, especially after the shopping guide's painstaking flickering, I think 1,600 yuan of ocean is worth it, is Mr. Chen's vision so high?

Zhang Mingxi's eyes once again showed contempt for the capitalist exploiters.

"What do you want me to wear such an ugly tie? Haven't seen my cloakroom? ”

"Is it that ugly? I think it's pretty good. Zhang Mingxi's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally whispered, "It cost me more than a thousand yuan, if you really don't like it, then I'll take it back." ”

If I knew it earlier, I would have given it to Su Ci, and maybe I would have left a large sum of money for a treat.

"Who says I don't like it? Anyway, you sent it, even if it is ugly, I can reluctantly accept it. "Joke, can she take back what she finally gave away? Is there a next time?

"...... Mr. Chen, in fact, you don't have to be so aware of the righteousness, if you don't accept it, I will return it tomorrow, and I haven't thrown the receipt yet."

was 'disgusted' by Mr. Chen, and finally Zhang Mingxi, who was depressed and kneeling, did not go back to the room, and went directly to the rooftop.

When Chen Yilin left the study, the door of Zhang Mingxi's bedroom was not closed, he wanted to be a righteous gentleman, and when he saw the injustice, he helped him with justice, but found that Zhang Mingxi was not in the room......

Living room, kitchen, washroom...... There was no one anywhere Zhang Mingxi might go.

Could it be that because he couldn't stand his momentary blow, he ran away from home? Chen Yilin, who was holding his breath in his heart, called Zhang Mingxi, and the familiar bell rang in the bedroom where no one was around.

"Is this idiot running away from home without taking your phone with you?"

In a hurry, he dialed the second call, "Qiao Yang, immediately find someone to check the monitoring of all routes from my house to Zhang Mingxi's house, and by the way, check the accommodation list of various hotels and hotels, as well as the passengers on the taxi who are traveling now, and check one by one." ”

"......" Qiao Yang, who had just taken a shower and was about to wipe the spark of love with his former classmates, was arrested again, he had a lot of doubts in his heart, his job was the assistant to the president, why did he now have a feeling of being in the city bureau and catching criminals all over the world?

No one thought that the chapter 'criminal' was blowing the wind on the rooftop, looking at the stars and the moon.

"Young master, I don't think Miss Zhang is the kind of person who leaves without saying hello, is there anything else she hasn't looked for, isn't her mobile phone still here?"

Steward Xie's words were like a whip on the wild horse, pointing out a clear path to Chen Yilin, who was in a hurry to go to the doctor, and his galloping emotions were finally appeased, and he pondered, "Haven't I looked for the rooftop yet?" ”

As soon as he thought of the rooftop, Chen Yilin uncontrollably thought of the beautiful and fragrant picture lingering in the bathroom that day, and his anxious emotions were gradually soothed by the fiery heartbeat.

His throat was a little tight, "I'll go to the rooftop to have a look, you asked people to go to the front yard and the backyard to look for it, you're right, she doesn't even have a mobile phone, where can she go?" ”

On the quiet rooftop, only the sound of the wind brushing her ears, Zhang Mingxi's inky eyes were in harmony with the quiet and deep night, and suddenly there was a sound of footsteps behind her, she turned around suddenly, and there seemed to be a tall figure in the darkness.

A cool breeze came in his face, Zhang Mingxi trembled, and shrank and shouted, "Who?" The wind blew her trembling voice to pieces, making one wonder if the other party had heard.

The wind beside her gradually cooled, the cold of the winter night and the flustered and irregular beating converged at this moment, and the fear in her heart stirred the darkness of the night, and her breathing tightened.

She didn't expect that someone would dare to commit murder in Mr. Chen's house, and this idea has not yet landed-

"It's me."

A familiar voice came, and Chen Yilin came out of the darkness, and could only see his face clearly by the faint light of the moonlight.

Zhang Mingxi, who was highly nervous, heard a familiar voice and saw a familiar person, her heart was almost buried at that moment, her breathing became heavy, her eyes almost burst into tears, and there was a flickering light in the corners of her eyes.

All that was left of the rooftop was the sound of her heavy, shuttered breathing, and a faint choking.

"Come here!" Chen Yirin is used to giving orders, but this time his mouth is rarely gentle.

It's a pity that Zhang Mingxi didn't go over, but stood in place and didn't dare to move, just looked at Chen Yilin with stunned eyes - she had been on the rooftop for a long time, and her body had already been frozen, plus Chen Yilin's scare just now, she didn't kneel directly on the ground because of her excellent psychological quality.

Chen Yirin's slender figure got closer and closer, and finally directly stretched out his arm to hold her in his arms, and his tightened arm gently kneaded her back, as if to rub her into the blood and turn into a part of her body.

"Did I scare you?"

Zhang Mingxi didn't speak, and answered him with a silent and gently trembling shoulder—she was afraid.

"Afraid of what? Are you still afraid of me? The man's big palm rubbed gently behind her head, and the voice as gentle as water gently soothed, "I like that tie very much, don't run around next time after giving a gift, I almost thought you ran away from home." ”

Zhang Mingxi's uneasy heart seemed to be comforted, and his forehead rubbed against his chest, like a pitiful little man abandoned by his master.

Zhang Mingxi slept very deeply this night, the alarm clock rang several times before he heard it, and after his consciousness returned, he felt that his head was heavy, his eyelids were heavy, and every joint in his body had a feeling of discomfort that had never been run-in.

Zhang Mingxi opened his mouth and found that his throat hurt as if it was about to smoke. I didn't expect it, I didn't expect her body to be like this, and she caught a cold when she blew it yesterday.

Tsk, that's so delicate.

Zhang Mingxi, who 'entered the palace for the second time', dragged his sick body downstairs.

Chen Yilin, who was reading the newspaper, heard her voice, looked up and saw that her gray and bloodless face suddenly changed, "What's the matter?" ”

"Mr. Chen, I'm ...... I probably won't be able to go to work today. ”

Listening to the thick nasal voice of the subwoofer, you can't make out the boundaries between each word without listening carefully, and you can feel like you're doing an MRI.

Chen Yirin's face suddenly became ugly, "Got a cold?" ”

"I guess so."

"Recover from your illness and go back to work." The authoritarian capitalist exploiter was finally merciful, and his whole body radiated the radiance of a holy father, and then he instructed Steward Xie, "Let the kitchen cook more ginger soup, and bring her a bowl every two hours, and watch her drink it." ”

"......" Zhang Mingxi suddenly felt that the wax figure of Jehovah was shattered into a wax block in her heart, could she refuse?

"If you have cold medicine at home, remember to take it on time, and if you eat one less meal, you will go to the hospital for injections, this matter is not negotiable." Chen Yilin commanded with a dark face, and there was a coercion that could not be refused between his words.

Zhang Mingxi bowed his head and succumbed to the capitalist suit pants.

By the way, I discussed, "Mr. Chen, can you have a bowl of ginger soup every three hours?" "A bowl for two hours...... This is the rhythm that makes her sit on the toilet all day long, and she can't imagine the pressure that ginger soup puts on her bladder.

"You want a bowl an hour?"

"Mr. Chen, I think the decision to have a bowl every two hours is very wise, my illness will definitely get better soon, maybe I will be able to jump alive tonight."

Zhang Mingxi's head is groggy, and when she eats, she always gives people the illusion that she will be planted on the table.

"If you don't have anything important today, don't get out of bed, and if you have something you want to buy, hand it over to the metabolic housekeeper." Chen Yilin looked up at her for the n1st time, her gloomy face was filled with an indescribable haze, and a violent storm could come at any time.

"Huh? Oh. Zhang Mingxi, who was in a daze, stuffed himself with a mouthful of food, chewed it twice without knowing the taste, and in the case of losing his sense of taste and smell, eating became a big life pleasure as a means to solve physical hunger, and there was no fun at all.

The aimless gaze collided with Chen Yirin, looking at each other, seeing his serious expression, she felt that Mr. Chen probably regarded her as a high paraplegic.

Don't get out of bed if it's okay – is this what a cold patient should do?

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