Chapter 68: Do You Like Black Silk or Don't You Like Black Silk?
On the company's side, the construction of the steel foil workshop has been carried out in an orderly manner.
On Tuesday, after Zhang Ziyu returned to the company, he went to the hot rolling workshop to continue to follow up the test material. On Wednesday and Thursday, the hot rolling workshop rolled for two days; On Friday, the test material passed through the hot rolling workshop and came to the cold rolling workshop.
On Saturday morning, Ling Shijian came out of the house, closed the door casually, and asked Zhang Ziyu: "The test material arrived in the cold rolling workshop yesterday, are you ready to win over the person in charge and engineer of the cold rolling workshop?" ”
"Ann?" Zhang Ziyu stood in the corridor, ignoring her question, but pointed to her leg and asked, "What did you buy these stockings?" ”
What brought down the Lu family, what won over the middle-level cadres of the company, there is no Ling Shijian, why is it important why is wearing stockings today.
Today, Ling Shijian did not wear overalls, but wore a short skirt suit.
The upper body is black but has short sleeves with a white collar and black lace on the side of the collar; The lower body is a purple-black pleated short skirt, and the short skirt reaches the knee; And under the short skirt, there are black stockings.
She brushed her usual high ponytail again.
With her beautiful face, she gives people a clean and youthful feeling as a whole, and it can be said that she is a stunning school flower that came out of campus comics.
Of course, the focus is on the black silk legs under the short skirt. Ling Shijian's legs are originally very good-looking, but in the end, he has been practicing martial arts and swords all year round, and there are muscles in his legs, and the sense of strength is more than softness. And now, the stockings are covered, and the sense of force is obscured, and only the round, straight, and slender woman is left.
Sometimes, stocking legs look better than bare legs, and the black silk that is stretched tightly is ......
Zhang Ziyu had an extra snow in his heart, scratching wildly; He felt like his eyes were being drawn to a magnet, and it was hard to look away.
Ling Shijian turned around, saw Zhang Ziyu's appearance, laughed softly, spread his hands like a ballet dancer, stood on tiptoe, turned in a circle, and the hem of the pleated skirt floated at a small angle, so that Zhang Ziyu could see more black thighs.
"How? Is it good-looking? Do you like it? She asked.
Zhang Ziyu's heart was rippling, but he still looked away with great perseverance, turned around, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then walked towards the elevator room.
"General." He replied.
"Hehe~" Ling Shijian caught up with him briskly and said, "I came back from the Yin family's courtyard that day, I bought it online, and I only arrived last night." ”
"The delivery is slow enough." Zhang Ziyu complained, "It will take five days to arrive." ”
"Are you sorry that you didn't see it sooner?"
Zhang Ziyu had a calm face and sneered: "You don't wear work clothes to work today, and when you get to the company, you will see that the management department will not trouble you." ”
"I'm not going to the workshop, it's over!" Ling Shijian smiled, "I'm in the office, what else can they do with me?" ”
"It's hard to say......"
In the past two days, the acupuncture point warming work is gradually coming to an end, and Zhang Ziyu feels that his body has changed a lot, and he can already touch the door in the dark.
For the immortal road, when he looked out, he could already see it from afar.
And compared to cultivating immortals and asking, what is the meaning of pursuing immortality and strength, fame and fortune in the mortal world?
What's more, the matter of bringing down the Lu family was just an excuse for the two of them to deceive themselves.
Therefore, Zhang Ziyu is somewhat slack off on this matter......
In front of the elevator, he controlled himself to look forward with great perseverance, and asked about another thing that was more important to him: "Is there no way to get rid of the anger in the heart of the loquat tree?" ”
"No......" Ling Shijian shook his head, "I'm not a professional alchemist, and I haven't studied alchemy. There was no one in Shushan for alchemy. I'm still figuring it out. ”
"Then you, do you know any alchemists?" Zhang Ziyu asked again, "The alchemists of other sects are best in the mortal world." ”
"How do I know an alchemist? It's even more impossible in the mortal world, I've only been back for a few days? Ling Shijian replied, "If it really doesn't work at that time, I'll just take the pressure cooker and stew it." Stew it and make it into soup, and I'll see if it's cooked. You just drink the soup and it's over. ”
Zhang Ziyu looked at her, and sure enough, she was still so unreliable.
After a while, the elevator came, and there were a lot of people inside, most of whom were men. As soon as the elevator door opened, their eyes fell on Ling Shijian.
Seeing this, Zhang Ziyu frowned secretly, let Ling Shijian go first, and he followed closely behind her, faintly protecting her in his arms.
The two kept walking into the elevator, and when they came to the corner of the elevator, he directly squeezed Ling Shijian into the corner, using his body to separate her from the others.
Zhang Ziyu's series of actions were naturally seen by Ling Shijian, knowing that he was afraid that he would be taken advantage of by other men, and even, this cautious man didn't want other men to look at him more.
She was funny in her heart, how could a man dare to take advantage of her?
But she didn't struggle and enjoyed the security that came from him.
Her shoulders pressed against his chest as she pressed against the elevator wall, and she could feel his solid muscles. She raised her eyes and looked at him secretly, only to see his bearded chin, and her heart couldn't help but waver.
She leaned slightly, resting her forehead lightly on his shoulder.
Too close she could smell the hot smell coming from him.
This smell is not a fragrance, and of course it is not a smell, it is just the smell of Zhang Ziyu's body, but she has already had a fast heartbeat and a dizzy head.
A head rested on his shoulder, and the hot breath kept coming, Zhang Ziyu looked down and saw her swarthy hair tied into a high ponytail scattered on the back of her snow-white neck, and she could see her side face from top to bottom, and saw that her white ears were crimson.
Her whole body shrunk into his arms, as if she was being held by him, she looked like a girl, and she didn't see the slightest appearance of a sword fairy.
His heart was soft, and he was emotional, and he wanted to raise his hand and really hold her in his arms.
But he didn't, he just smelled her hair, smelled the faint fragrance, and looked down at her.
The elevator stops and goes, some people go up and down, but they are all in the innermost, quiet, as if isolated from the world, as if the world is silent, as if time has paused.
As if it were just the two of them in the elevator, she lowered her head and rested her head gently on his shoulder. It will be warm overnight.
However, they only live on the ninth floor, and no matter how long they stay in between, it will take less than five minutes to get to the underground parking lot.
When the elevator stops, everyone gets off the elevator, no matter how deep and beautiful the dream is, it's time to wake up.
Zhang Ziyu said: "It's here." ”
"Hmm." Lingshi Sword responded, but still raised his head.
Zhang Ziyu hesitated, but turned around and walked out of the elevator.
Ling Shijian looked at his back, wrinkled his nose, raised his fist, and finally couldn't hold back, "Da Da Da" rushed up and punched him.
"Hey! What are you doing? Zhang Ziyu said, "Pain! ”
"You should fight!"
"Why?"
"I should have beaten you!"