Duan Baiting looked at it for a while and lowered his head.

Song Wanyue remembered that she was still showing off to Shizuka before, and said that sooner or later she would fascinate him to death.

He didn't know if he was fascinated, but he almost died here anyway.

The snow outside was getting heavier and heavier, and Duan Baiting had eaten enough, so he let her go for the time being.

He hooked his fingers on the thin silver chains: "What is this?" ”

"Decorations." She relied on him to hold it with one hand so that she wouldn't collapse and fall, "Is it good-looking?" ”

He was honest: "Pretty good." ”

Song Wanyue smiled with satisfaction, and did not forget to emphasize: "It's because I'm good-looking, that's why it's good-looking." Not everyone looks good when they wear it. ”

He nodded, seeming to approve of her words.

Song Wanyue was even happier, put her arm around his shoulders, and asked him to carry himself upstairs.

Duan Baiting hugged her and looked at the Christmas tree with lights on in the corner: "This tree doesn't care?" ”

Song Wanyue said: "Let it be lit, Christmas is not over yet." ”

Duan Baiting hummed softly and carried her back to the room.

He restrained greed and was very gentle, and Song Wanyue concentrated on immersing herself in the gentle township.

The mobile phone that was casually placed aside shook and the faint fluorescence lit up at night.

I was probably not sure if Song Wanyue had fallen asleep, so she didn't dare to call rashly, for fear of disturbing her dreams.

Only one message was sent.

Song Wanyue didn't notice, both hands clutching the sheets.

That bit of light attracted Duan Baiting's attention, and he glanced to the side.

Song Wanyue's mobile phone never has a password, and messages pop up, occupying half of the screen space.

- The ginseng that Auntie asked me to bring you just now forgot to give you, I put Shizuka there, you remember to take it.

Note above, Zhou Wenyang.

Duan Baiting's eyes darkened, a name that was long ago but not unfamiliar.

The person behind her briefly attracted Song Wanyue's attention, and she turned back curiously, but she didn't have time to ask.

The voice in his throat shattered in an instant.

It was his rare loss of control, and his always calm and self-contained sanity was gone.

Duan Baiting...... Duan Baiting......"

Song Wanyue's feet kicked back and forth, and finally her instep was straight.

He desperately shouted his name in a pleading tone. But it didn't work in the slightest.

It was the first time she had arrived at such a short time.

The intertwined breathing gradually calmed down, and Duan Baiting seemed to have regained his senses.

He wrapped her in the quilt, carried her to the couch, and poured a glass of warm water for her to replenish the water lost from her body.

Then I changed the sheets myself.

From changing the sheets to changing the mattress, he did it himself.

Song Wanyue watched from the side, still a little distracted.

It is undeniable that she likes Duan Baiting just now.

Most of the time, his emotions were too light.

And at that moment just now, his restraint and reason seemed to have disappeared.

Become a beast that respects instinct.

-

Song Wanyue came out wrapped in a bath towel after taking a shower, and saw him smoking by the window, the indoor purifier and ventilation system were on, and the smell of smoke was minimal.

He rarely smokes, according to what Song Wanyue knows about him.

I smoke when I'm in a bad mood or when I'm bored.

Of course, there are also surprises.

For example, after the fact.

Her hair was wet and undry, and her eyes seemed to be soaked in the fog in the bathroom.

At this time, he looked up at him, with a curious expression.

It seems that I want to take a bite too.

Duan Baiting stretched out his hand and pressed her head, took the cigarette in his hand away, and extinguished it.

"Why don't you blow dry your hair."

She muttered at him for being stingy, and then replied with a grin: "Wait for you to blow it for me." ”

He shook his head helplessly, went into the bathroom and washed his hands several times until the smell of smoke was washed away.

Then I came with a hair dryer.

Song Wanyue sat on a chair and took a bottle of water to drink.

Duan Baiting was behind her, condescending to blow her hair.

Apparently I've never done anything like this, so I seem rusty.

The chair was too high, and Song Wanyue's feet couldn't touch the floor, so she just dangled in the air.

He gently parted her tangled hair, and asked as if unintentionally, "Who are you going to eat with today?" ”

"Shizuka, you've seen it."

"Only her?"

Song Wanyue didn't know why he suddenly asked this: "There is also a small hair that I haven't seen for nearly two years, and a dispensable passer-by." ”

He smiled thoughtfully: "Hair small? ”

Song Wanyue nodded: "I don't seem to have mentioned it to you." His name is Zhou Wenyang, and he will let you see you another day. ”

Hearing the name from her mouth, her hand movements slowed.

"Nothing to see." He was too lazy to pretend, and he didn't put on a moderate demeanor anymore.

The tone was so indifferent that Song Wanyue thought he was angry.

"Are you jealous?"

He didn't hide it, put down the hair dryer, moved a little away from her, and lit a cigarette.

"It's not jealous, it's just a little mindful."

"Mind me and him?" Song Wanyue explained, "We just grew up together, that's all. And I haven't been in touch for years. ”

She doesn't adulterate a word.

Duan Baiting can tell at a glance which of her sentences is true and which ones are false.

Knowing she wasn't lying.

But he still pinched her chin with the hand that was holding the cigarette, forcing her to tilt her head and look at herself.

His eyes were not entirely indifferent. There is also calculation, arrogance, and the natural scrutiny of those from above.

But at this moment, only the mood is obscure.

Suddenly, he let go of his hand and rubbed her head: "Sleep, it's two o'clock." ”

-

After that day, Song Wanyue began to take the initiative to report her itinerary to Duan Baiting.

In the name of beauty, it is said to give him a sense of security.

- Came to the company.

——Step on the clock and keep the whole attendance, yes!

- Ordered a cup of coffee and got to work.

- I drank too much coffee and ran to the toilet three times in the morning, but if I think about it, it is okay to go to the toilet with a salary.

INTERVIEWER The contract I drew up yesterday was called back.

——I heard from the manager that Mr. Duan and his old man personally called back (*^_^*)

The news continued in the morning, and during the meeting, the tone was muted and handed over to the special assistant.

At the end of the meeting, the special assistant looked horrified, saying that his mobile phone had been shaking all morning, and he did not know who was calling.

As an assistant who has followed Duan Baiting for many years, he knows his character very well.

If he doesn't answer a phone call, the other party continues to call, which will only make him completely run out of patience.

But this man went on and on.

It's really bold.

Duan Baiting reached out and took the phone and glanced at the layers of unread messages.

Without saying a word, I pushed the door and entered the office.

The assistant was stunned behind him.

Others are changing new clothes for the New Year, but Mr. Duan has a new temper for the New Year?

Duan Baiting dragged out a chair and sat down, reading her news from beginning to end.

When he saw the last two, he paused slightly.

This morning, Secretary Qin handed him the contract, and he took a cursory glance and called it back directly.