At noon, all the staff went to eat after work, but Nan Jinnian in the office was still handling work.

Su Qiqiao was lying on the table and began to get bored again, and she could see Nan Jinnian's position clearly through the glass from this angle.

The man lowered his head and locked his eyebrows, the black pen in his hand wrote and painted, his short hair hung down, and the high bridge of his nose was especially obvious from her angle.

Su Qiqiao held his chin and watched quietly, and finally, Nan Jinnian put down the pen in his hand and raised his head, the eyes of the two met, and I saw Nan Jin's young smile, and after sorting out the documents in front of him, he got up and walked towards Su Qiqiao.

Walking out of the office, he walked towards Su Qiqiao, who was watching him.

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