A hundred meters away, Qin Jiannan saw the white pigeon and began to sprint, and when he came up, he gave the white pigeon a strong bear hug.

"Auntie, you made me worry about death, it's all my fault, I shouldn't have left you alone that day, I knew that I should have been with you all the time, it was I who was not good, and I didn't protect you......" said with a crying voice.

Qin Jiannan picked up the face of the white pigeon and looked left and right, and his eyes turned red when he looked at it, "Little pigeon, you have lost weight, how much suffering you have suffered, you have been bitter enough over the years, how can someone kidnap you without opening their eyes!" Damn the person who kidnapped you! ”

The white pigeon hurriedly comforted Qin Jiannan softly: "Jianan...... Don't you cry...... You see, I'm not doing well right now. ”

Bai Ge's complexion is much better now, and he is glad in his heart, fortunately he did not agree to meet Jia Nan two days ago, otherwise he would let this eldest lady see her sick appearance, and she may not know how many tears will be shed in her eye sockets.

"This Lu Yuanhe is really a disaster star, why is it so troublesome to have anything to do with him! Your divorce agreement is really signed correctly, I think he should ask for a sum of money again! You're so frightened, you can't ask for too much! ”

The white pigeon tapped Qin Jianan's wrinkled nose with his finger, "Anyway, he also rescued me." He also took me in and took care of me for several days. At that time, I found him in a hurry, but now it's okay, and the divorce agreement has not been signed. ”

"Yes, yes, in the future, it's better to stay away from this big president, you should have moved to live with me a long time ago! Let's go, I'll accompany you back to your house to pack up your things now. As he spoke, he pushed the white dove and was about to go forward.

The white pigeon took Qin Jianan's hand, "Are there any reporters at my doorstep?" Are there any reporters going to the door of Moët & Chandon? So how do you do business, is Brother Pan because I am affected? ”

Qin Jiannan waved his hand, "Cut, I thought you were worried about something." As for the bar, you don't have to worry. Brother Pan is good, he didn't affect his business because of you at all. I should thank you. You don't know how good Moët & Chandon's business is now, those reporters just drink there if they have something to do, and they call Brother Pan brothers. ”

Qin Jiannan rummaged through his bag for a while, took out a spare key at home, and threw it to Bai Ge, "My heart and my stomach miss you, but I look forward to you coming to my house to cook for me." Don't worry, the heat of your matter will be a while and a half, and it will soon pass. Let's go, now I guess all the reporters at your door have gone back. ”

At the door of the white pigeon's house, there was no shadow of the reporter. Qin Jiannan accompanied Bai Ge to get some change of clothes, and then drove Bai Ge back to his nest, a small apartment in the south of the city.

As soon as he entered the house, Qin Jiannan sat on the sofa with a grin, directing the white pigeon to take juice and milk from the refrigerator. The white pigeon smiled and said, "It's like you've come to my house as a guest." ”

There was a variety show on TV, but the two girls didn't watch it at all, Qin Jianan was concentrating on applying nail polish while chatting with the white pigeon.

"Lin Mengze?" Qin Jiannan almost smeared his nail polish out of bounds.

"That's my male god, I used to go to the back door of his music classroom to watch him play the piano, super handsome! How's he, is he disabled now? It's been so many years, and now there are still legends about him in No. 1 Middle School. If you know that he is back, the school is not allowed to invite him back to give lectures? ”

The white pigeon helped Qin Jiannan take back the clothes that had been dried on the balcony, and laughed while folding, "I can't count how many male gods you have been." ”

Qin Jianannunu's mouth, with ten freshly painted fingers open, carefully slid open the screen of his mobile phone, searched for "Lin, Meng, Ze", and then shouted vigorously.

"Fog grass! The senior is really not disabled!! Wow, you see, our senior is a bit powerful, and the domestic violinist is very accomplished, right? I see that just talking about the awards has turned several pages. It is said that he is a new star of the violin, tsk, people magazines say that he is young and talented. ”

After speaking, Qin Jiannan sharply aimed his eyes at the white pigeon: "Say!" What does he ask you to do? Did you know each other well when you were in high school? ”

The white pigeon stopped folding his hand, tilted his head and recalled: "Hmm...... I can't say it's very familiar...... In the piano room, he always encountered that he played the piano very hard. He spoke in his freshman year of high school, but then he was escorted away. ”

Qin Jianan's eyes lit up, "I still remember his graduation speech, when many people cried, the principal was satisfied, saying that it had achieved the educational effect." In fact, it was all the little girl who couldn't bear him and cried together. Hmph, that is, I transferred late, and he graduated as soon as I transferred, otherwise I would have taken it down a long time ago. ”

The white pigeon smiled and stretched out his hand to push Qin Jianan, "Okay, okay, I know that you are the best." ”

Qin Jiannan took Bai Ge's hand and prepared to paint Bai Ge with nail polish of the same color as hers: "Fortunately, I was soft and my parents back then, and transferred me from a private high school to a middle school, right?" Tell me what you were like when you were bullied by those little sluts? Is the provincial focus so bullying? Luckily, I pulled out my big sword and let the little retreat. ”

The white pigeon looked down at the big red nail polish that Qin Jiannan had applied to herself, and said worriedly, "I won't wear it, right?" I'll have to eat with these hands. ”

Qin Jiannan didn't care, "Wait until you want to join the crew as a substitute and then remove it, you can't live like a nun all the time, and you can't dress up well." ”

"Senior Brother Mengze asked me to take him back to school on the weekend to take pictures and make materials, can you go with me?"

Qin Jianan's eyes flickered. "Don't go! I'm not going! When he gave you a ticket, he didn't ask if you had a boyfriend? ”

The white dove shook his head.

"No, no, no! I don't want to ruin my best friend's lifelong happiness. Qin Jianan's emotional intelligence is online, "I will give you a ticket when I meet you at the dinner?" If you think you have a boyfriend, why don't you give you two tickets for you to listen to with your boyfriend? Either I don't want you to bring your boyfriend, or to put it bluntly, I don't want you to have a boyfriend at all! ”

Qin Jiannan said happily, "Although I won't go, I said that he has been included in the list of inspection objects by me." I must help you find a good man, when you get married, I have to put your hand in the hands of a very good and reliable man! ”

The white dove burst out laughing. "Isn't that what the bride's father does at weddings?"

Qin Jianan patted his chest, "Who said that girlfriends can't do it, let's find another way!" ”

……

Lying comfortably in the bathtub of Qin Jianan's house, Qin Jiannan also girlishly made a pink bubble bath for the white pigeon. Thinking that this morning, Lu Yuanhe went to the company early in the morning, and he hadn't talked to him about leaving Lu Mansion yet.

Thinking of this, Bai Ge picked up his mobile phone and wanted to send a text message to Lu Yuanhe.

"I'm not going back tonight."

Well, it seems a little ambiguous, and it looks like two people. No, no, delete it.

"Thank you for taking care of me these days."

Take care...... It seems a bit self-inflicted...... Standing in this white bathtub, the white dove was on the ground, and I remembered the first time I saw Lu Yuanhyuk, I woke up drunk from the white bathtub, and his kiss ......

The white pigeon stretched out his index finger and touched his lips. Maybe it was steamed, and his face turned a little red.

simply sent a few words: "I moved away, thank you for your care." ”

To complete the mission, he put his phone aside, took a breath, and slowly, slowly sank under the water, revealing only his two eyes, staring at the foggy bathroom, and he didn't know what was going on in his head.

……

Lu Yuanhe left the lamp in the study until half past eleven at night. I looked back and forth several times with the materials in my hand, and the more I looked at the project description, the more unpleasant it became, and the signature pen in my hand turned back and forth dozens of times.

The phone screen on the table lit up.

"From: Little Things"

Lu Yuanhe scooped up the mobile phone in his hand, leaned back in the chair, stretched out his long legs, and a smile on the corner of his mouth. With just a few words, Lu Yuanhe froze with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

It seems that the first impression is really accurate.

It's a little thing that doesn't know what to do.

With a parabola, throwing the phone back on the table, Lu Yuanhe got up suddenly and walked out of the study.

Pushing open the door, I strode into the guest room where the white pigeon lived, and sure enough, the clothes and jewelry were neatly laid out on the bed, and the shoebox was lying quietly on the carpet. The sheets were meticulously laid out, without a single wrinkle or trace.

This is not what Lu Yuanhe wants.

He wanted some traces left by the white dove.

Although he didn't know why, Lu Yuanhyuk's straight heart began to have a trace of folds, and in the folds was a tenderness that he had never noticed.

In the study, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, he dialed Han Bin's phone.

"Go find out where she went?"

The sleepy-eyed Han Bin cheered up, tried his best to wake up and replied "Okay".

Of course, he knew who the president was talking about "she". Ever since he met Ms. Bai, the president has become more interested in everything about "her" than ever. Even beyond the interest in mergers and acquisitions, the company's stock price.

Hanging up the phone, Lu Yuanhe lit a cigarette. Squinted his eyes and looked out the window.

……

On the weekend morning, the sun shone in through the pale pink curtains, and the white pigeon looked at Qin Jianan, who was very sleepy beside him, and smiled helplessly. She put a small blanket on her stomach again, and the white pigeon got out of bed lightly, spread a yoga mat in the living room, and began to stretch and warm up.

Because of long-term practice, shoulder and neck problems are easy to have. White Dove has always insisted on yoga and can also exercise the strength of the arms.

After it was over, Bai Ge went to the bathroom to take a shower, wiped his hair, and took out fresh avocados and oranges from the refrigerator, squeezed juice and made sandwiches for Qin Jianan.

When Qin Jiannan yawned for the first time, the white pigeon had already finished dressing and was ready to go out.

"Oh my God, let me see, are you a snail girl?" Qin Jianan grinned.

"I'm a female ghost in Liaozhai. Specially to pester you. ”

Qin Jianan laughed, "What a lucky poor scholar I am." Sitting up and looking up and down, this chattering female ghost didn't look like a striking look at all, "You're wearing this?" ”

The white pigeon looked down at himself, "Is there something wrong?" ”

"Of course there's a problem, why don't you go out with my No. 1 subject now?"

Bai Ge handed a glass of orange juice to Qin Jianan, "It's to accompany the seniors back to school, and you don't need to dress up at all." ”

Qin Jianan pouted, "Grandma, why don't you wear a school uniform!" ”