Ren Zi sat in the tea room, and the project manager in front of her pointed to the contract to persuade her.

"Miss Ren, as long as you authorize us to use your research in medicine, you can mention anything you want." The manager wiped a cold sweat and made a desperate attempt to keep it.

But Ren Zixian was obviously absent-minded, his slender fingers rubbed the red agate beads in his hand, his attention was obviously not on the contract, and his eyes missed the bamboo curtain from time to time to look at the man sitting next door.

Lin Qingsong has a good skin, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a tall posture. As soon as the suit was worn, many little girls looked sideways with shame.

Ren Zixian chuckled, what is more embarrassing than coming out to meet his own gold master.

At this time, Lin Qingsong had an inevitable smile on his face, and he talked eloquently, obviously not seeing her yet.

It's time to go first, Ren Zixian stood up: "I don't think we need to talk." ”

The person on the other side sighed in his heart, stood up with some trepidation and wanted to say something, but he didn't know that he was free to say again: "It's settled." I'm going to your company on Monday to sign the contract. ”

The partner was overjoyed after being stunned, he was already hopeless, but he didn't expect Ren Zixian to agree so easily, and hurriedly replied a few words flatteringly, stood up and sent Ren Zixian away.

Lin Qingsong was originally talking with a smile with the person in front of him, or raised his eyes with some feeling, just to meet the idle gaze of his predecessor.

Ren Zixian clearly saw the surprise in his eyes, and he smiled and raised his eyebrows to glance at Lin Qingsong before turning around and leaving.

It was obviously like a casual glance, but the flow of his eyes made Lin Qingsong's heart move.

Ding Dong, a text message was sent to Lin Qingsong's mobile phone.

[Let yourself be at your leisure: Do you want to come tonight?] 】

Fairy, Lin Qingsong smiled secretly.

……

Ren Zixian woke up from the fog and moved her weak arm, the pain spreading as she woke up.

Lin Qingsong came to her residence after a long absence, and tossed until late.

As if he had said something, Ren Zixian sat up and rubbed his slightly sore waist, and slowly dressed and washed.

Before she could decide what to make for breakfast, there was a knock on the door.

It was Lin Qingsong's assistant Wang Qi who came.

"Mr. Lin asked me to help you move." Wang Qi got straight to the point.

Ah, by the way, Lin Qingsong said last night that she should move to his villa.

Wang Qi looked at the woman in front of him, the world said that the apricot eyes were clean and clear, and when he looked at people, he had amorous eye waves, which always made people's hearts charming.

But Ren Zixian always seems to be separated by a thin layer of ice, covering the spring water in his eyes.

"I'm sorry," Ren Zixian's voice seemed to carry the gentle moisture of Jiangnan, "I haven't cleaned it up yet, please wait a minute." ”

Wang Qi unconsciously lowered his voice: "Mr. Lin ordered that you don't need to bring anything, we will prepare it for you." ”

"There's still a lot of stuff to pack." Ren Zixian politely invited Wang Qi in and sat down, and even made him a cup of tea: "I'll be fine soon." ”

Wang Qi drank tea and looked at this woman carefully, she had been with Mr. Lin for nearly two years, but she was as slender and thin, gentle and polite as the first time they met.

Wang Qi, as Lin Qingsong's life secretary, has seen all kinds of women raised by Lin Qingshan, some of them have become arrogant and domineering, and some have become troubled by gains and losses.

But Ren Zixian did not change in any way because of Lin Qingsong.

Maybe it was Lin Qingsong who let Ren Zixian move to his private house on a whim, but no matter what, this is an opportunity.

If Ren Zixian seized the opportunity, then maybe he would really become Mrs. Lin.

Ren Zixian cleaned up her calligraphy and painting materials in the study, carefully organized them one by one, and wrote labels.

It seems to be busy but there is no trace of panic, and the gestures are pleasing to the eye.

For example, Ren Zixian, who is doing research on the restoration of cultural relics, what experimental materials are needed, and how much experimental funds are approved, are all things that Mr. Lin said.

And Ren Zixian only cares about her information, as if he doesn't know that the thighs on her side can make her soar.

Just as Wang Qi was thinking wildly, the sofa moved, and a long-haired puppy jumped up beside him and looked at him curiously.

"What's the name of this puppy? How old is it. It's so cute. Wang Qi stretched out his hand to the puppy to sniff, and the puppy licked his fingers meekly and passionately.

"Thank you. It's called Xiao Gui. Four years old. Ren Zixian replied with a straight look, like a science student.

"Imp?"

Ren Zixian shook his head: "The Son of Heaven uses nine tripods and eight tripods, the princes have seven tripods and six tripods, the doctor has five tripods and four tripods, and the Yuanshi has three tripods and two tripods." 簋 is a sacrificial vessel and a food vessel. ”

"Uh," Wang Qi joked, "Aren't you panicking when you put a sacrificial vessel at home?" What if I really recruit ghosts? ”

Ren Zixian wiped his hands, walked over and touched Xiao Wei's head, and said softly: "If you can attract the ghost you want to see, it's also good." ”

Maybe it was because what Ren Zixian said was too chilling, and Wang Qi didn't know how to answer for a while.

"I have a lot of information, so I'm sorry for you." Ren Zixian reached out and picked up Xiao Gui and left the house where she had lived for four years.

In his luggage, there were few clothes, but the tea set was carefully packed in four large boxes.

When Ren Zi arrived at his new residence, Lin Qingsong's message just came.

[14:03 p.m.]

[Lin Qingsong: Are you satisfied with your new home? 】

[Whatever you want: It's okay.] 】

Immediately afterwards, Lin Qingsong did not reply to her messages for a long time.

Ren Zixian sent another message.

[17:43 p.m.]

[Let yourself be idle: I made abalone porridge. 】

[Let yourself be idle: Do you want to drink? 】

Wang Qi helped Ren Zixian clean up, and Lin Qingsong personally instructed him to help move, so he didn't dare not be unreasonable.

"Why do you have so much information about microorganisms?"

Ren Zixian looked over and replied, "Before transferring to graduate school, I studied microbiology at Fengjing University. ”

"Amazing, I heard that Fengjing's microbial department is difficult." Wang Qi was in awe, "Then you are now transferring to archaeology as a science to a liberal arts?" Follow? ”

"I had a professor to help me, so it's fine." Ren Zixian also said a few more words, "But it's still quite difficult to keep up with the progress." ”

Archaeology is an overly idealistic profession, so ideal that there is no way forward.

There is no pillar except for a noble 'dream'.

At this time, Lin Qingsong's phone called: "Make abalone porridge and want to frame me?" Who upset you? ”

The tone was relaxed and teasing, and he didn't sound angry, but Wang Qi listened to it with a tight scalp.

Ren Zixian was originally confused, and only remembered when he saw Wang Qi's suddenly changed face that she was confused, Lin Qingsong was allergic to seafood.

"It's nothing, Xiao Wei is not used to moving."

Ren Zixian's voice lied softly, and he seemed to be coquettish before he breathed.

Lin Qingsong pulled his tie and said with a chuckle: "Then I bring it some snacks, can I coax it?" ”

said that it was coaxing Xiaowei, but in fact, it was coaxing oneself.

"Then what are you going to eat tonight, I'll do it."

"No," Lin Qingsong replied, "You don't have to go to you, you don't have to wait for me." ”

After that, he hung up the phone, and it seemed that he was really busy.

Ren Zixian locked the screen, turned his head and asked Wang Qi the same sentence: "Are you eating here?" I do. ”

Wang Qi dared to treat Mr. Lin with a treat, and hurriedly said goodbye.

……

At ten o'clock in the evening, Lin Qingsong, who said 'not necessarily', still pushed open the door of Ren Ziid.

Ren Zixian, who was sleeping soundly, was pressed upright, and the wrist hanging down by the bed was fished back and wrapped in a big hand.

"Sleeping?" Lin Qingsong lowered his voice.

Ren Zixian snorted softly, sat up and fumbled to turn on the light, but was stopped by Lin Qingsong.

A small kiss fell on the side of her neck, and Ren Zixian whispered: "Don't make trouble, have you eaten?" ”

"You sleep, I'll just get some myself." Seeing that she was so sleepy, Lin Qingsong sat up.

I didn't sleep well last night, and I moved today, so I should be very tired at this time.

However, Ren Zixian also held up, and lowered his eyelids in confusion and yawned.

Lin Qingsong couldn't help but scoop her over and kiss her deeply.

Ren Zixian did not struggle, but reached out to hold him and threw himself into contact.

Her eyes gradually cleared, and her eyes became as hot as if they were on fire.

The soft body snuggled trustingly in Lin Qingsong's arms, and his fingertips trembled slightly.

Ren Zixian bit his lip and licked it meaningfully.

There was such a strong and straightforward love in his eyes, so that Lin Qingsong couldn't stop being frightened.

Ren Zixian looked at him with a look that was too similar.

The breath spread between his lips and teeth, and Ren Zixian reached out to cover his eyes.

At the end of the kiss, Lin Qingsong was already emotional, and took her hand down: "Why don't you let me see you every time?" ”

"I don't want you to see it." Ren Zixian snorted, his tone was so soft that he was a mess, "I cooked, do you want to eat now?" ”

Sure enough, there were still warm meals in the restaurant, braised soft ribs, crispy tenderloin and a few side dishes, which didn't seem to have been touched.

"Didn't you say you wouldn't necessarily come?" Lin Qingsong looked at Ren Zixian wearing pajamas and brought him dishes and chopsticks, "Have you eaten?" ”

Ren Zixian shook his head: "I'll wait for you to come back." ”

Lin Qingsong gulped down the home-cooked food he made at his leisure, which was not a delicacy, but it was enough to make his appetite move.

Before the meal was finished, Mr. Lin was called away by phone.

Liulifang is a bar invested and opened by Lin Qingsongfa Xiao Su Ye, and the dinner is about here.

"You're fine now, uncles and aunts don't care about you, you can play as much as you want outside." Su Ye was a little envious, "I'm miserable, I had a fight with my dad over this bar the day before yesterday." ”

"Who told you to open a bar, no one said anything else about you." The one who spoke was Tang Wan, a little childhood girl who grew up with the two of them.

"What does the forest dog do seriously?" Su Ye slapped the table, "Who is a serious person and a little lover outside?" I've heard that he put everyone in the villa in Jinhai, that's really a golden house! ”

"You say, the next time we see that little lover, will we have to change our name to sister-in-law?" Su Ye squeezed his eyebrows.

"It's just fun, and I'm not going to take it seriously." Lin Qing let go of Chrysostom, "It's just convenient here." ”

"Then the people you used to raise were all according to Jian Fangshu's appearance, this one looks different......" Lin Qingsong glanced at him lightly, and Su Ye's voice stopped abruptly.