CEO's Mad Pursuit Of Wife/C22 Qi Didn't Miss Me
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C22 Qi Didn't Miss Me

Yin Qinghuan was held in the man's arms in a strange posture. Behind her was the cold wall, and in front of her was the man's constantly approaching breath.

"Mr Qih, is there anything else?"

Even if there was something, they should have a good talk. This was the elevator. If someone came in, Then. . . She wouldn't be able to explain the situation.

The man's clear fingers lifted her chin, making her pair of eyes have no choice but to look into his black pupils. His eyes were like a bottomless pool, she couldn't understand the meaning behind his gaze.

"You didn't perform well today. "

He said she didn't perform well.

Did he mean that she was late for work? Why did it sound strange?

What was wrong with Qih Yanshang? Normally, he would never take the initiative to speak to her.

Could it be because last time. . . Did he already see through her disguise?

"I don't understand what you mean. "

The woman smiled faintly. In order not to make her movements stiff, her soft and fair hands conveniently climbed onto his shoulders.

"Does Mr Qih miss me?"

"Yes, a little. "

Unexpectedly, the man answered in a serious manner. Yin Qinghuan's smile froze. In her heart, she really did not know what he wanted to do. He actually responded to her.

He did not always pretend to be abstinent. No one should get close to him.

"Heh, could it be that Mr Qih is joking?"

"I have seriously considered your suggestion and feel that it is not bad. "

Her proposal? Yin Qinghuan raised her eyebrows. What did he mean?

Actually, Mr Qih was not bad either.

Rather than choosing Qiao Anni, he might as well consider me.

Yin Qinghuan's heart tightened as she recalled what she had said that night.

Could it be that he was talking about this?

It can't be, is he taking it seriously? She just didn't want him to go on Qiao Anni's date that night. Although she had other motives for him, she wasn't in a hurry.

It was Qih Yanshang's reaction that Yin Qinghuan could not guess.

At this time, the elevator had reached the top floor. The door opened again, but he was not moved.

He looked at her with a pair of well-versed eyes. His thin lips curved into a beautiful arc, and a warm breath came close to her cheek.

He, could it be that he wanted to kiss her?

It seemed that she couldn't find a reason to avoid him. She closed her eyes.

However -

The force that was holding her back suddenly withdrew and Yin Qinghuan suddenly opened her eyes. She only saw the door of the elevator closed and. . . The figure that disappeared from her line of sight.

Qih Yanshang was just playing with her? What kind of bad taste is this!

Yin Qinghuan could only use one word to describe what had happened in the past few minutes - strange.

. . .

"How is it, Qinghuan? What did you find out?"

Qiao Anni had been waiting for him for a long time when he had just sat down.

Yin Qinghuan hesitated for a moment and looked around before whispering into the other party's ear, "Design a necklace with the theme of attending a bachelor party. "

A bachelor party? Was the definition of the theme of the first test so narrow?

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, that's what he told me last night, but will he change it at the last minute? Then I don't know. "

Not to mention that she had gone too far, she had asked Qiao Anni to prepare for it at the last minute.

"Okay, we will follow this theme to prepare first. Oh right, Do you have any good ideas? "

"What good ideas can I have? I don't understand these things. "

After Qiao Anni heard it, she patted her shoulder and smiled. "It's fine. Anyway, you are also here to muddle along. There is no need to really learn design. "

This was the "sincere and touching" encouragement between friends. She really agreed with that sentence and was not careful when making friends.

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