Is it a drill ...... Before Cheng Qinglian could finish guessing, he saw Su Zhinian take out the gift in the box.

It was a diamond ring.

The diamond ring is a typical Su Zhinian aesthetic, simple and generous, but without losing the sense of beauty, but compared to the present, the style is still a little outdated.

Cheng Qingliang stared at the diamond ring for a long time, and then his mind came back...... This means that before she met the big boss, or even earlier, the big boss thought about proposing to Miss Song? However, what happened later, the big boss failed to propose to Miss Song?

Just when Cheng Qinglian was in doubt, Su Zhinian, who was sitting in the office, seemed to notice that someone was looking at him, and his eyes suddenly glanced in the direction of the door.

Cheng Qingli was so frightened that she hurriedly held her breath, squatted down, she quietly climbed down from the stool, then hugged the stool, returned to her seat, took her bag, and left lightly.

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After Cheng Qingliang left, the entire general manager's office seemed even more empty and lonely.

Su Zhinian quietly leaned on the white leather sofa, staring at the diamond ring hooked on his little finger, and the expression on his face became lighter under the illumination of the crystal light.

His mind was very confused, as if he was thinking about a lot of things, but his mind was empty, as if he was not thinking about anything.

All he remembered was that when he woke up, she was nestled in his arms, sleeping soundly.

It was just eleven o'clock, and the sun hung in the sky due south, shining through the unclosed curtains.

That kind of picture made him a little dizzy, thinking that he was immersed in a dream and hadn't woken up yet.

Even at that time, he hugged her tighter in his arms, gently rubbed her soft and lovely ears with the tip of his nose, and gently dropped a good morning kiss on her white and tender cheeks.

She seemed to feel his intimacy, and in her sleep, she subconsciously leaned into his arms.

Her proximity set off a burst of warmth in his heart, and even his body became hot.

He couldn't hold back the emotional turmoil in his heart, closed his eyes as if he was awake, and moved his lips to her face, and then gently held them when he found hers.

A familiar and intense stimulus from his memory, from the place where his lips met hers, rushed quickly and intensely into the bottom of his heart.

The feeling, so real, real, didn't look like he was dreaming at all...... Su Zhinian hit a fierce spirit all over his body, and slowly opened his eyelids.

Song Qingchun in front of him, his slightly open rosy lips were a little swollen, and the snow-white skin exposed outside the futon was ambiguous.

His whole body was like being hit on the head, and his sleepiness dissipated instantly, and he suddenly rolled over from her and got out of bed, and rushed into the bathroom with great speed.

He turned on the faucet, washed his face with cold water, and then his heart beat uncontrollably, and if he hadn't put his hands in front of the sink, he would have almost fallen to his knees on the spot.

He had drunk too much the previous night, almost to the point of being unconscious, and he had no idea how he had come from the box to the splendid room.

He only remembered that he met her in a drunken dream caused by alcohol......