Jiang Diezhen woke up from a hangover in a daze, her head dizzy.

Opening her eyes, she reacted.

This is not a cosy little apartment rented by Huang Weiyuan.

It was a courtyard hotel that I was drunk and broke into in a daze yesterday.

Vermilion eaves pillars, snow glaze, carved railings and stone masonry, the room is filled with a quiet and bright morning light.

The moment before falling into a dark dream.

She remembered a handsome man who covered her, licked and kissed every inch of her skin, and helped her relieve her love pills.

Jiang Diezhen was a little flustered, and hurriedly lifted the quilt.

There was not a single kiss mark.

Come to think of it, the kiss was his own initiative, and he was not emotional.

It's all her one-sided, and she sinks into his intimacy, and her skin is dry and refreshing.

Except for slight discomfort in the lower abdomen.

That person, as if there was no trace left.

He didn't get out of control either.

Inexplicably, the heart is weightless, and there is a feeling of being missed.

Last night, Jiang Diezhen's guts all relied on wine and medicine.

Now, it has become an unspeakable shame.

She still remembered the appearance of that person in her mind.

He was surrounded by a crowd of people and admired by everyone, and at the end he fell on top of her in disheveled clothes to help her relieve her love pills.

Her initiative is like blaspheming God.

In his eyes, will he be the kind of frivolous woman?

Saddened.

The mood quickly subsided.

The phone beeped, and it was the sound of an email coming into the mailbox.

Jiang Diezhen reacted.

I received an interview notice on Friday, and today I will go to the multinational company Junen for an interview.

She remembered that the hem of yesterday's skirt seemed to be torn.

The skirt she made herself was originally made of thin fabric, and the wrinkles were complicated, and it was not suitable for interviews.

Jiang Diezhen hesitated for a minute or two, but still struggled to sit up.

The embarrassment did not happen.

On the bedside table are a French cotton shirt dress and a cashmere-blend narrow-waisted women's coat.

The electric heater that warms the clothes is sandwiched in the middle of the clothes, and the clothes have been baked for a long time, and they are warm.

That person is so thoughtful.

Thinking of yesterday, after taking a bath, he brought slippers for himself, and her heart was sweet.

With the idea of returning it to the other party for the same price.

Jiang Diezhen didn't put on this dress immediately.

The girl's thin white arm stretched out, and she took a picture of the general appearance with the picture.

A circle of links immediately appeared below.

The price of this set is about the same as Burberry, a set is about sixty or seventy thousand, which is not a sky-high price.

But it's already a senior like her who is still looking for a job, and she won't choose it.

After struggling for a while, Jiang Diezhen still pulled the buttons of her underwear, got up and put on this suit very obediently.

The wool is warmed and comfortable against the skin.

She was a little ashamed to go out and see the man.

There is a bathroom in the room.

She grabbed her slippers and got up.

In front of the mirror, like a rabbit licking its paws and washing its face, take care of yourself.

She used smoky eyeshadow and smudged blush to put on a pure and clear base makeup, and pursed her swollen lips that were kissed.

Jiang Diezhen cleaned the room, very lightly, for fear of disturbing him, and pushed the door open.

The man was talking on the phone at the door of the vestibule.

He was wearing a black suit, and his dark clothes lined his son like jade, and he looked awe-inspiring in the sunlight after the snow.

I heard her click open the door.

He didn't look back, but said lightly: "Drinking too much wine hurts your stomach, remember to eat breakfast on the table." ”

"I.... I'm not eating, I'm going to go to the interview. ”

Jiang Diezhen lowered her eyelashes and looked at the back of the man's lonely neck, with faint red marks from her scratching.

Thinking of last night's intimacy, the tips of her ears were already red.

Jing Luoyu hung up the phone and paced in.

When I looked at her again.

He had a smile on his lips and a neat jawline.

"This is not a hotel fast food, in the morning, Assistant Ji specially went to Red Star to buy fresh milk and bread, just delivered, saying that I think you like to drink."

Jiang Diezhen usually likes to drink the milk of this house, next to Daoxiang Village.

Usually go out with Huang Weiyuan on weekends and queue up to buy.

Compared with the exquisite hotel catering, the usual daily breakfast makes her more comfortable, relieving her anxiety about going to a multinational company for an interview.

"Bothered."

She sat down, with a sweet, fruity smell on her body, her cheeks bulging as she drank milk, blinking her eyes and swallowing in small gulps.

It's like a peach that has soaked up the rain.

She couldn't help but whisper thanks; "Clothes, thank you Mr. Jing. The size is perfect, I don't know how you guessed it. ”

Jing Luoyu looked at her quietly and withdrew his gaze.

Hardly measured, looking at her thinness, one can imagine her tremor yesterday.

The bed was full of moisture made by small peaches.

He didn't grind her out of the red marks, because he was reluctant.

Such an obedient and soft person, who trusted him with full eyes last night, woke up and looked at him with slimy and ignorant eyes.

He just wanted to lean over and kiss it tightly.

But she was in a daze, calling other men's names.

These unguarded simple eyes know that they are about to be ravaged by a man last night. The danger of trampling.

"Last night, you were in my arms, I measured."

He understated it, and just swept over Jiang Diezhen's face that gradually turned red.

"I'll give it back to you."

She lowered her eyes, but she answered firmly, sucking the milk seriously, and a circle of sweet milk floated at the corner of her mouth, which was swept away by a small red tongue.

"I'm going to an interview later, I'll earn my first salary, and I can pay you back with my own money."

Jing Luoyu didn't smoke today.

The side face of the man melted into the sun, and the handsome stood out.

He leaned sideways slightly, leaned back on the chair in front of the table, looked at her with a smile with a level gaze, and asked, "Where are you going for an interview?" ”

He didn't have the slightest sense of oppression from the elderly.

It's more like a friend of the same age who hasn't seen you for a long time, and you can enjoy casual greetings.

Jiang Diezhen was in front of him, and he didn't have half a vision to speak of, and he was completely like a young rabbit at a loss.

But Jing Luoyu doesn't have the slightest high-level person with good resources, that kind of high-minded comment attitude.

It's like before graduation and separation, everyone sits together and talks about where to go.

Jiang Diezhen bit her lip, swallowed, and thought about it seriously.

"A particularly good luxury company! Before I applied for a position, I was always rejected because I hadn't graduated yet. When I was recruiting, I saw that many of my classmates' resumes were left on the table by the company and not taken away. But their company is different, and every student who delivered it received a small keychain as a gift. ”

Her eyes lit up as she took out the key to her small apartment.

On it is a bear with a black and white striped color scheme, and a nameplate engraved with the word "Jun" on it.

"Cute, my bear is different from theirs, and has a special heart on it."

"It's beautiful."

The man lowered his eyes to observe, not knowing whether it landed on the keychain or on her small pink palm.

When other men saw this finger like a damp pear blossom, they would knead and play with it, showing her a simple palmistry.

Jing Luoyu thought uncontrollably.

But he felt that this little hand was empty, as well-behaved as a kitten's paw blooming.

Hook him to put a ring on her and swear an addiction to keep it for himself.

Jiang Diezhen didn't know what he was thinking.

She spread out her hands to talk to him, a little nervous.

Some fine sweat oozed from his palms, and the keychain was whitened by the heat.

"When I talked to my friends before, I thought it was like a talisman for me! I'm going to take my little bear to the interview. ”

"I like small animals and stuff like that, and I have a stray kitten that I picked up before, shivering in the garbage in the snow, and its hair is knotted, and it's dirty white. Because my mother is allergic to cat hair, I foster it in his house, and the money for those cans and cat strips is all earned by myself. ”

Jiang Diezhen's fingers curled slightly: "So work is very important to me." What about Mr. Jing, do you like small animals? ”

He smiled and said nothing.

In the end, he said lightly: "Well, people's attitude towards animals is the same as their attitude towards the weak." Mercy is a virtue and you are kind. ”

Every word he said was soothing her and affirming her.

Sensing the man's gaze, he casually swept over her.

The skirt of the skirt fluttering on the table was slightly rippling, and the wind was blowing against his trouser legs.

The two didn't seem to have any contact at all.

After all, what happened last night happened.

Originally, she was not very sensitive, but now Jiang Diezhen's heartbeat is more chaotic than the overlapping clothes.

Jiang Diezhen sat up straight.

She sat generously in the sunshine, and her teeth showed a sweet smile.

"Mr. Jing, do you think it's okay for me to wear this outfit to the interview?"

After the girl finished speaking, she felt that she had spoken inappropriately, and that this expensive cloth was given by that person.

Her relationship with him is still very strange, and she can't get to flirt with coquettishness.

For example, when couples get along, they will ask the other half if the skirt is good-looking.

Jing Luoyu stared at her.

There was a moment of silence, and suddenly, he laughed slowly.

"The pinna to the neck is beautiful, and I can't bear to leave a mark. I heard that you are interviewing a luxury company, and I think you need to show off those jewelry. ”

Even if Jiang Diezhen is no longer a good Lan Xin.

She also knew that she would accept the jewels he had given.

The delicate balance between two people is broken.

She waited for his next words with some anxiety, and asked softly, "Mr. Jing thinks there is anything that needs to be touched up by me?" ”

With that, he stepped out of his long legs and leaned sideways towards her.

Outside the front hall, there is a blue sky and vermilion curtains.

was completely obscured by his tall and straight figure.

The warm sunlight shone behind him, and the light and shadow gilded him with a soft layer of plush edges.

His deep pupils are close, the bridge of his nose is high, and the arc of his jaw is also close at hand.

Jiang Diezhen was slightly stunned, and then closed her eyes.

At the neck of the shoulder, a fine wind swept by.

Her long, seaweed-like black hair was all tied up by him.

The man's narrow eyes, slightly drooping downward, showed a strong sense of oppression.

Wide, bony fingers that had twisted her hair in the palms of her hands.

The ribbon he used to tie his hair was a narrow blue and white square scarf with a printed brand like the keychain.

She didn't have time to blush and her heart beat.

The man was done.

He admired her with a smile: "So tie your hair up to show them the beauty of this position." ”

Last night, Jiang Diezhen was on the snow-white sheets, her hair was scattered, and her eyes were slightly reddish with her eyes closed.

It is enough to give him one person to appreciate.

Although he had just finished tying her hair.

But instead of standing behind her ear, the exhalation of hot air made her nervous.

Instead, he stared at her eyes seriously, and sincerely admired: "It's very flattering to you." ”

"This headband seems to be very valuable."

Jiang Diezhen said in a sincere tone: "Mr. Jing, you have already given me a lot of help. ”

"But I also want to leave you a talisman of the same brand."

His pupils were dark, with deep anticipation, with a smile: "Is this considered venture capital, I also want to participate in your interview." ”

Jing Luoyu stared at her, waiting for her answer.

Jiang Diezhen was burned by his gaze and lowered her eyes slightly.

She whispered, "Well, okay. ”

Jing Luoyu chuckled meaninglessly: "Perhaps, it is their luck that this brand can be chosen and used by Miss Jiang." ”

-

Holding a small blue umbrella, she followed Jing Luoyu through the hotel's corridor.

It is located at the intersection of Dong'anmen Street and Wangfujing, and it is bustling with people.

The cold wind mixed with the warm sun, the snow had stopped, and it was not too cold.

The man's driver pulled over with serial license plates and parked respectfully in front of the two.

Before she could say anything.

The man's long, cold white fingers, bones as thin as jade, pressed against the top of the car door, protecting her forehead from touching the eaves.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at her politely: "Miss Jiang, I'll give you a ride, it's time for the interview." ”

She didn't have half a chance to refuse, everything was just right.

The moment she got into the car, she could smell the proper and light ebony agarwood on his shirt, but she didn't fall in love last night. The sense of oppression that wants to whirlpool and want to engulf her is only the coldness of Proper Sven.

Street View is receding.

She remembered it in hindsight and didn't seem to have asked the other party's WeChat.

Come to think of it, I'm afraid there will be no chance to contact again.

Not to mention earning the first salary and returning the money for clothes and headbands.

She couldn't take the initiative to speak, and she pinched the skirt between her legs uneasily and crampedly, and fell into hesitation.

Jing Luoyu sat with her at both ends of the back of the car.

The driver, Lao Xu, has a very stable driving skill, but the morning rush hour in Beijing is always abrasive.

When the car turned left and braked, she fell uncontrollably into his arms.

He held her body with the crook of his arm, and she could feel the pulse of the other man, and the support of a man's strength.

Her wrist bones were too small, and her skin was scalded by him, which made people feel at ease in a hurry.

He wrapped her in the crook of his arm, Jing Luoyu's cufflinks shining in front of her.

The man is abstinent and gentlemanly, and the serial black business car shows that he is in the clouds at the top of the pyramid.

And immature and clumsy, the skirt designed is always unnoticed by her.

It's like a moat, an insurmountable distance.

He probably didn't need the money she had worked so hard to earn.

Maybe it can only be until today, and the two will never have the slightest intersection in the future.

Curled up beside him, snuggled up to him, feeling his body temperature.

At this moment, the cowardly girl, sucking her sour nose, finally lost all her courage.

Assuming that she doesn't match his identity, and even the clothes come from his giving, what else can you daydream about?

She steadied herself and kept her distance from him as little as she could.

The man seemed to have guessed her loss, and his voice was mixed with the cold and loose breath on the placket, and he said in a deep and light voice: "If the interview is successful, shouldn't you tell me and celebrate the good news together." ”

"Huh?" Jiang Diezhen looked at him ignorantly, blinked her eyes and said, "But I don't have your WeChat." ”

He didn't scan the code with her or search for a WeChat ID.

Instead, word by word, in a tone as whispered by a lover, he reported his phone number.

21 of the number, his name, Luo Yu.

Jiang Diezhen entered the mobile phone and subconsciously followed the reading, Luo Yu, Luo Yu, Luo Yu, Luo Yu.

The small red lips were as emotional as murmuring, and the moist air flow was soft around the teeth, reading his name.

"Looks like I've memorized your number." She looked up at him with a little face, and said very obediently: "Never forget." ”

The car has arrived at Junen's underground parking lot.

He pressed the elevator for her in the dim light, his fingers lazily resting on the metal disc, like a handsome boy in a movie pictorial who put all his chips in the casino.

"Maybe the meaning of the existence of this number is to hope that you will remember it once and never forget it again."

Jing Luoyu said such thrilling ambiguous words, and the tone was actually an understatement.

Jiang Diezhen didn't remember what to say yet.

The mobile phone rings, and it is the long "Ivory Boat", which is an independent orchestra in Taiwan.

"If you are left behind, you will lose the original purpose of this trip, and start thinking about the result. Holding the hand of the son, no one is at the helm, let fate diverge, let it swim in ten rivers and hundreds of seas, and finally return to the port. ”

Her phone vibrated and it was Huang Weiyuan calling.

Jiang Diezhen did not pinch it off, but responded to her friend seriously.

The other party called to inquire about the interview she had been waiting for.

Huang Weiyuan was afraid that she would be late if she was a little confused, so she specially advised.

"Baby, are you on the way there, are you feeling unwell now?"

"I'm here, everything is fine, don't worry, I'm confident."

Huang Weiyuan breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm still worried about you." You have to be careful of Sheng Xuan, he is crazy, it's really not easy to mess with. My agent forced me to go to Zhejiang to record programs, and some projects were abroad. Ning Ning, avoid it, you have to take care of yourself. ”

Come back to your senses.

Jing Luoyu's fingertips were bright and flickering, her cold face was covered, and there was a faint blue smoke escaping from her lips, and when he saw her finish making a call, he casually snuffed it out.

He walked over, stood side by side with her outside the light-looking elevator door, curled his lips, and smiled at her: "Don't worry, it won't smoke you." ”

"Are you alright?"

"Hmmm! It's a call from a friend who encourages me and cheers me on. ”

The man was worried that she wouldn't be able to find the floor for the interview, and he would be nervous.

He accompanies her into Jun's elevator.

The two of them are one in front of the other.

The moment she stepped in, she shook because of the weightlessness of the thin heel.

Jing Luoyu used a gentleman's hand to support her slender waist, and the palm of his hand supported her body to prevent her from stumbling.

I don't know if this elevator is not used by office workers, or if it was a little earlier.

In a small space, there are only two people.

Ebony fragrance mixed with his hormones, swirling around her, enveloping her with aggression.

But Jiang Diezhen didn't have the heart to blush, and her heart was beating.

Thinking of Huang Weiyuan's advice, she tried her best to calm her breathing.

What if Mr. Jing is affected by her, she will be very guilty.

The elevator comes up to the interview floor.

Jing Luoyu straightened her tie and rubbed her thumb against her shoulder and neck, scratches like a kitten when she was in love last night.

The shallow broken skin is reddish, and when rubbed against the tie, it feels rough and itchy.

To encourage girls who are taking deep breaths.

His handsome face was submerged in the dim light, and his eyes were lowered to look at her intently.

"The fingers of the gold medal designer of the costume design have been sketched on me overnight, so that I am honored."

didn't pay attention to his demagogic eyes, Jiang Diezhen was so ignorant that she didn't know the ambiguity of flirting, so she just teased him.

She bragged so much yesterday, and today she has an interview, but she feels ashamed.

She couldn't help but crumple the hem of her skirt and bite her lower lip.

Sheng Su will definitely find it again, and he can't bother Mr. Jing anymore.

The other party is so good to himself, he can't be pulled out to block the disaster by himself, so as to provoke the fire.

When the elevator door opens, it means the end of the relationship.

Before she ran away in a panic, she shyly whispered goodbye: "It's just a dew relationship, goodbye." ”

Jiang Diezhen listened to the elevator reporting the numbers, and the sound of the machinery shutting down.

The hairband that the man had tied for her hung down on the back of her slender neck.

She looked down at the printed resume, blending in with the bustling crowd of interviewers.

Last night was like a pillow of yellow sorghum, and she had a slight sour nose.

Probably not again.

She is just an ordinary and gentle girl, and she has never had the luxury of that kind of unattainable fairy tale.

After getting out of the pumpkin cart, Cinderella scurries away, and the forgotten slippers will no longer be her own.

But Jiang Diezhen didn't find it.

After she left, the elevator floor went up.

What they went in just now was the president's exclusive elevator.

So not a single one.

In other words, Jing Luoyu is the person in charge of this multinational luxury company.

But he is mysterious, lazy and indifferent, and has been hidden behind the board for many years, but he has cast an understatement from the clouds.

More than just a glance.

Jiang Diezhen is nervous about the executive interview with the leaders of the personnel and design department.

The little girl doesn't know yet.

The luxury company she dreamed of, the biggest power behind the scenes, the amulet she gave was still wrapped around her dark hair.