On this day, the creek wears a series of green.

A green light gauze skirt with white coconut leaves, a green handbag with white stars, and a green bow hairpin comb the soft, casually loosened long hair.

A touch of new green in such a scorching summer is elegant, fresh and moving, and it also attracts everyone's attention.

As soon as Xiaoxi arrived at the consortium, he caught the attention of all the men in the office hall. Especially Deng Qilin, after seeing the creek, he immediately greeted him.

"Brook! you...... It's coming!"

Xiaoxi glanced at him, and then saw a love letter on the desk that had been sitting for a long time, and a new bouquet of roses in a vase. You don't have to think about it to know that it is the 'masterpiece' of this perseverance Deng Qilin. Because, a love letter every day, a bouquet of roses every day, and deliberately passing by her side more than a dozen times a day, has become his habit.

"Hey, hey, Deng Qilin—"

Brook pulled out a stack of love letters he had written from a drawer and threw them in front of him. She puffed out her cheeks, stared at him with round eyes, and asked him:

"Who taught you this childish behavior?"

Deng Qilin looked at the cute stream, and then looked at the unopened love letters, he rolled his eyes and said, "Of course, it was taught by the Baidu knowledge search window." ”

"What?"

Xiaoxi couldn't help but laugh.

"You don't have oil on your mouth, how can you say it so slippery?" she asked.

Deng Qilin stared at her emotionally, and then laughed with a snort.

"I wiped it!" he said.

"Oh my God!" Xiaoxi covered her head with her hands. "How can there be such a boring boy as you in this world? Aren't you—tired?"

"How can you be tired?"

Deng Qilin shouted happily, his eyes bright.

In the past, Xiaoxi ignored him. Today, although there was sarcasm and ridicule in her tone, after all, she took the initiative to speak to him, and asked him with a smile, which made him a little flattered.

"But I—I'm going to get tired!"

Xiaoxi was in a good mood today, she looked at Deng Qilin's somewhat funny appearance, and she really couldn't help but want to laugh.

"Do you know what someone calls someone like you?"

"Called...... What?"

Deng Qilin looked at her stupidly, in surprise, with a strange, confused, and moved expression on his face.

"Call ......"

Xiaoxi went to see Deng Qilin.

"It's called the Charming Dog!" the smile on her lips could no longer be contained, and finally bloomed on her lips. "Merry Dog...... Hahaha...... Hee-hee-hee-hee...... Merry dog. ”

"Merry dog?"

Deng Qilin chewed...... Then, his face could not hold back, and his lips grinned, and he began to laugh.

"Don't keep calling you a merry dog, amorous people are also disciplined. He said with a smile.

"Really?"

Xiaoxi's eyes widened in curiosity.

"Hmm!Of course!" Deng Qilin's glowing eyes became softer and softer. "The northeast wind, the southwest wind, although they are both winds, but the wind is not blowing casually, it will blow in a fixed direction. ”

"What? and direction?"

With a thud, the brook laughed again.

After laughing, she shrugged her shoulders and made a helpless expression. I'm in a good mood today, and I can't worry about people today.

"Yes, there's direction. Do you want to make sure I'm headed, is it clearly facing you, and see how long I can last, do you want to see?"

"Uh-uh!"

Creek raised an eyebrow.

"Are you still energetic? Do you want to feed the whole bowl of porridge to the dog?"

"NO!NO!NO!" Deng Qilin shook his head: "I also feel a burden on you, because you are too pure, too beautiful, and this damn world where purity becomes a dirty word will make me look down on myself." ”

"Ho!"

The brook screamed, angry and funny.

"I can't see it, Merry Dog, you're pretty disciplined. She muttered: "If it weren't for maintaining my demeanor, or if it weren't for Mr. Deng's face, I would have kicked you a few times!"

"Oops!"

Deng Qilin smiled, looked at her thoughtfully.

"Looks like you're still 'showing mercy' to your feet. He laughs.

"Yes, you can't talk to me anymore!"

"Why?"

"Because I'm famous!" Creek said solemnly, "Because you can't just hook up!" Brook turned on the computer. "I'm going to work, can you please take these things away?" she glanced at the love letter on the table.

"Okay! bye-bye, I won't bother you!"

Deng Qilin obediently left the office area of Xiaoxi.

What about those love letters, he didn't take them. He thinks that one day, Xiaoxi will see it, be moved by him, and understand his sincerity.

In Deng Qilin's eyes, Xiaoxi is so solemn, so meticulous, so gentle, but so serious and inviolable.

Standing there from afar, watching her slender and slender fingers tapping on the keyboard on the computer, looking at her half-drooping eyelashes, her eyes that were shining at that time, working on those documents, and her concentrating, special, focused expression, working seriously.

All of this fascinated him.

An afternoon slipped away quietly.

He looked at her, and kept looking at her, with that look of joy and appreciation, watching her concentration and solemnity until ...... Suddenly, a male voice rang out:

"Hey!

Xiaoxi raised his head, and Deng Qilin also raised his head.

So, Deng Qilin saw a tall and handsome young man, handsome, straight, clean, and happily standing across the table from the creek.

The young man's smiling eyes were shining and gentle, his eyebrows were clear, and his nose was straight! This was a beautiful, masculine, very handsome man.

"Siqi, you're here, you're here to pick me up!"

Creek's eyes sparkled.

"Yes! Pack up, it's time! I'll invite you to dinner!"

Wow, this is Xiaoxi's boyfriend! This is what my father said, 'excellent in character and learning'! It seems that he is really a fierce rival of mine! Deng Qilin thought to himself.

Creek stood up and cleaned up her desk.

Deng Qilin watched Xiaoxi throw those love letters into the paper basket! There was trust, joy, and a touch of coquettishness in her smile.

"No! I promised my mother to come home for dinner!"

"Then I'll send you home!" said the young man.

"Then, you stay at my house for dinner!" Xiaoxi smiled, and there was an invitation and a command in her tone.

"Okay! that's it!" said the pretty young man, smiling heartily.

The brook picked up the green handbag with the white star, and the young man expertly wrapped his hand around it and placed it on the stream's tiny waist, and they walked side by side.

Deng Qilin watched their backs, and he froze as he watched them disappear outside the gate.

He felt like he was crucified in a corner, and he couldn't move...... After a while, he jumped up and ran out of the door of the office.

He wanted to go out with him to see where they had gone, but he ran into his father Deng Qingyun head-on, and Deng Qilin had to brake suddenly.

"Daddy, it's already off work, why are you back again?" he asked, a little hastily.

"Tomorrow is the day to go volunteering. Mr. Deng said: "There are many arrangements, and I have to check them." ”

Deng Qilin laughed: "This is the Gandhi of the chaebol world! In our country, when the camera is not filming, where is there a chaebol who does volunteer activities!"

"Stinky boy, the dog can't spit out ivory from his mouth. ”

Mr. Deng scolded with a smile and looked at the absent-minded Qilin.

"I see you just ran out, where are you going?!

"That's right!" Deng Qilin was reminded by his father and turned around to leave. "I'm going to see! See where they've gone. ”

"Them?"

Mr. Deng had just met Xiaoxi and Siqi, so he immediately thought of them in Qilin's mouth. He grabbed the unicorn, his voice was full of trouble, and he suddenly became angry with this farce!

"The guy who follows the creek every day, haven't you seen enough? Did you plan it? Or, you're a stalker? You want to follow them to her house?"

"Dad—what's your job?"

Qilin's eyes widened, and he shook off Mr. Deng's arm that was pulling him, and he began to ridicule each other:

"I've at least got a woman to follow, Daddy—do you have one?"

"What nonsense?" Mr. Deng grimaced. "I'm going to die!" he said.

"Daddy—help me!"

Qilin suddenly laughed and grabbed back the hand that Mr. Deng had just thrown off.

"Oh?"

Mr. Deng looked at him puzzled: "What are you going to do?"

"Daddy - I've got amazing ideas, you'll regret missing it!"

"What?"

"This is not what the son said to his father, but a revolutionary suggestion made to the chairman as an employee!" Qilin paused, his eyes shining.

"Enough!" Mr. Deng looked at his son helplessly: "What are you going to do?"

Qilin straightened his body, and then, he stared at his father intently and said:

"Although our consortium has been involved in a lot of fields, it is a pity that there is still a missing part, that is-"

He smiled.

"TV station—"

He paused.

"Because, I want to sing on TV. So, how about Daddy help me open a TV station?"

"Huh?"

I didn't expect Deng Qilin to make such a naïve suggestion, and now, it was Mr. Deng's turn to be surprised. He glared at his son, and his heart was already in chaos.

"Even if your father is a national leader, it is a mirage to open a TV station at home, unless you ......"

"Unless what?"

Deng Qilin's eyes lit up.

"Unless you turn the TV station into a museum. He laughs.

"What?" asked Kirin, "do you want me to be the director of the museum?" ”

"You can only be a specimen in a museum!" Specimens—" Mr. Deng said, "I thought I was a prince, I made an appointment to play golf......! More on that later. ”

Mr. Deng got out and wanted to leave.