Su Ai blinked, only feeling that Mu Ang's posture was a bit like her father touching her head when she was a child. It's just that unlike her father, his fingers tickle her senses and make her heart beat hard.

Until Mu Ang walked out of the president's room, Su Ai still felt that her heart was beating hard.

It wasn't the first time she had been to his office, but it was the first time she had been alone in his office.

It made her suddenly feel as if she was trusted by him.

Su Ai looked around the office, then walked to Mu Ang's desk and looked at the things on the table. These...... It's all the things he usually touches every day.

Her fingers caressed the name tag, pen, and text clip on the table...... Then he sat down in the chair he had sat on, with his hands on his head, and lay on his desk.

It felt like sitting like this, as if enveloped by his aura.

I don't know how long it took for the office door to be knocked on. Su Ai quickly got up, walked to the door and opened the door.

It was Mu Ang's secretary who knocked on the door, "Sister Su, the president has explained, if you have any orders, you can call me." The president said you probably haven't had dinner yet, do you need me to order some food for you?"

"Has he ever eaten it?" asked Su Ai rhetorically.

"This afternoon, Mr. Mu has been busy, so he hasn't eaten yet. The secretary replied.

Su Ai replied, "Then I don't have to order any food first." ”

"Okay, feel free to call me if you need to. The secretary said respectfully and exited the room.

Su Ai took out the newly written tunes and pens in the past few days from her bag, sat back in her chair, and began to continue to write the rest of the content.

Although Su Ai is not a genius in composition, she loves composition, otherwise, she would not have been in this circle without a name.

Therefore, when she actually writes the tune, she will be engrossed, all her thoughts will be immersed in the notes and tunes, and even the tune will be hummed unconsciously.

And when Mu Ang finished the meeting and walked into the office, he saw that under the light, Su Ai was shaking the pen, thinking about something, writing something on the paper, and in her mouth, humming a soft tune intermittently.

This tune can almost be said to be out of tune, but when it comes out of her mouth, there is a very comfortable feeling.

She's still there, waiting for him.

He approached her, but she didn't notice it, and was still intently writing her tune.

It was the first time he had seen her like this. It's not the usual submissive look, nor is it shy and shy, but a very serious focus.

He looked down at the tune she was writing, and it wasn't until she finished writing a section and looked up that Su Ai realized that Mu Ang was standing beside her at some point.

"You...... When did you come back?" she asked, stammering.

"It's been a while. He said.

"Why didn't you call me?"

"I want to see what you've written. ”

Her face suddenly turned red, and it changed to the shy expression that often appears, "This is the closest thing to getting a new job and writing a song for a new singer, but it's not very well written." ”

She said, anxious to put the score away. Her musical talent is ordinary, so most of the songs she writes are ordinary, and she is a little ashamed of herself in front of a musical genius like him.

I guess he could see at a glance how ordinary her music was.

"It's not very good. Mu Ang said lightly.

Su Ai bit her lip, look, sure enough.

However, Muang's next line is, "But it's not too bad, and although the song is not complete at the moment, it is not unpleasant." As he spoke, he walked over to the piano on the side of the office and opened the lid, "Just a few places where you can consider raising the lower scale." ”

As he spoke, he trumbled his fingers on the keys.

The syllables he played were exactly half of what she had written.

Su Ai was stunned, only to see Mu Ang play the kind she wrote first, and then raise the scale to play.

He actually memorized her tunes.

She watched him play the piano, and for a moment, it seemed that she had returned to the campus days, and the way he played the piano.

It is undeniable that the way he plays the piano is very beautiful and attractive, nothing more than when he was in college, so many girls had to go to the piano department to watch him play the piano.

Su Ai only felt that her eyes could barely take her eyes off Mu Ang's body, until the sound of the piano stopped, and his voice sounded in her ears, "What do you think?"

"Ah......" she suddenly came back to her senses, "I...... Go home and try it, indeed, raise the scale a little and the song will sound much better. ”

He closed the lid, and she suddenly got the courage from somewhere, took a few steps forward, walked up to him, and said, "If I finish writing this piece, can you play it again?"

He looked at her, "Why do you want me to play?"

"I just really want to hear your sound, the tone you play, it's really good. ”

"My piano is rusty, and now it's just the level of an ordinary academy student. He said lightly.

"No, I really think you play well. Even if you are indeed a little rusty, the tone and feeling that a person can play will not change. And his piano sound is clear and clean, like a blue sky, and like a spring in a snow-capped mountain.

She said sincerely, looking at him with a hint of anticipation, "Is that okay?"

If he refuses her, then I'm afraid her eyes will be full of disappointment. Maken thought, perhaps, she would lower her head, and then said to him in a sobbing voice, "It's okay or something."

But he suddenly didn't want to see her look of disappointment, he couldn't tell why, he just didn't want to.

"If you don't write so badly that I can't play it, then I can. He said.

A smile suddenly appeared on her face, and she looked at him with crooked eyebrows, "Great, I will definitely write well, and I will definitely write a song that you can play!"

Her joy seemed to be infecting him, making him feel in a good mood.

"Did you ask the secretary to order food for you?" he asked.

"No, I want to wait for you to eat with you, but the secretary said you haven't eaten yet. She replied, in a tone that was nothing special, as if it was natural and normal for her to wait for him to eat with her.

His eyes flashed with a warm color, and it was almost eight o'clock now, and this woman, who had been hungry, was waiting for him in the office.

She was really waiting for him, just as she promised!

Su Ai put the score and pen back in her bag, looked at Mu Ang and said, "Can I leave now?"

"Well, let's go eat first. He said, taking her hand and walking out of the office.

At this moment, Su Ai heard his own fierce heartbeat again, and his hand ...... There was a slight coolness, but it made her feel very warm...... It's warm......

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The place to eat was a restaurant not far from the M Moser Group, because she had been hungry for a long time today, Su Ai almost devoured it.

"Next time, don't wait for no meals. He looked at her.

"But you didn't eat either. She gave a factual example, "If you had something to eat, I would have asked my secretary to buy food for me." ”

"Does it make sense to insist on eating together?" he asked.

She chewed and swallowed the food in her mouth, pursed her lips, "I remember very much that when I was a child, my father's unit got off work late, so my mother would always let me eat dinner first, because she was afraid that I would be hungry, but she would insist on waiting until my father came home before eating dinner with my father." I asked my mom if she wasn't hungry? She said she was hungry, but she wanted to eat with her dad anyway. ”

After a pause, Su Ai looked at Mu Ang, "At that time, I didn't really understand what my mother meant by this, but now, I kind of understand, because my mother loves my father very much, so I would rather be hungry and want to eat with my father, because this feeling will be very beautiful." ”

He stopped holding the vegetables in his hands. It seems that her family is indeed different from him. Just listening to it like this, it feels very warm and beautiful.

"Because you love it so much, would you rather be hungry than eat together?" he said in a low voice.

"That's right. She nodded.

"So, Su Ai......" his gaze stared straight at her, "what about you, would you rather be hungry than have to eat with me, also because you love me?"

Su Ai's body shook suddenly, and she suddenly opened her eyes wide to look at Mu Ang, and her heart set off a turbulent wave.

She...... Fall in love with Muang?!

That's why I understood my mother's mood at that time, and why she wanted to eat with Mu Ang so much?

It's not just about liking, it's not just about liking, it's about falling in love?

Su Ai was stunned, can she fall in love with someone so quickly? But in her heart, she did not resist this idea, as if in fact, at the beginning, she knew that one day, she would definitely fall in love with this man.

Because he is the only one, she has been shocked, moved, and distressed.

Because of his coldness, he was attracted to him, so that he wanted to understand him better, wanted to try to melt his coldness, and wanted to take care of the fragility that was occasionally revealed in his coldness.

If this feeling is love, then she is indeed in love with him.

Su Ai exhaled slowly, and said in a clear and affirmative voice, "Well, I think, I'm in love with you." ”

This time, the stunned person was replaced by him. Her gaze was so clear that she didn't shy away from his gaze, and she took her feelings in front of him, telling him plainly that she loved him.

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