Addicted to Love: Paranoid President You're Toxic

Lin qiaohui saw that he Jingxi sent Wen Muxi back. Don't mention how happy he was. He took his hand and asked for warmth and advice. If he didn't know, he thought he Jingxi was her own son.

Wen Muxi was coquettish beside him, which made Lin qiaohui laugh so that she couldn't see her eyes.

After dinner, Lin qiaohui went back to the employer's house to work. At this time, Wen Muxi found the opportunity to apologize to he Jingxi for what Shen Bihan had done last time.

After hearing this, he Jingxi waved his hand and said he didn't care, but Wen Muxi was still sorry and worried that it would really affect his career.

"Why don't you stay away from me for the time being, or the madman may cause you trouble." she opened her mouth after a long time.

"When did Mu Xi become so counselled? When you were a child, what was your determination not to compromise with evil forces?"

He Jingxi still wanted to tease her. Wen Muxi still remembered this matter in his heart. He didn't want to laugh with him: "I'm serious. I didn't joke with you."

She knows Shen Bihan's temperament. If he goes on like this, he will really destroy him.

"I'm serious." he Jingxi sat up straight and spit the mint gum he was chewing into the trash can to show his preciseness.

If it weren't for his bad mood, Wen Muxi might have been amused by him.

"I don't know how you met or what happened between you, but his character is too dangerous for you."

He Jingxi seldom gets serious, but this is called Wen Muxi. I don't know what to do.

If only love could be put on the balance and measured one by one, then it would be good to choose whether to love or not.

Seeing that she was silent again, he Jingxi could only sigh.

"You'd better think about it. If you still love him, you can actually be with him, but if you don't love..." he Jingxi paused, put his face in front of Wen Muxi, smiled a pair of beautiful pear vortices and recommended himself: "you can think about me."

In this regard, Wen Muxi directly rewarded he Jingxi with a fist. Obviously, he was seriously talking about things. He actually joked with her.

I really deserve to be beaten.

……

Wen Muxi has drawn a lot of design drawings of the previous Fanhua series. On Monday, he just had nothing to do, so he sorted out the design drawings and went to FJ to find Huajun for guidance.

"Little guy, are you going to go through the back door?"

Although Hua Jun said so in his mouth, his hand had been very honest to open the design drawing handed over by Wen Muxi and looked carefully.

Wen Muxi didn't rush to refute Huajun's words, but sat quietly and didn't disturb him.

Only when dealing with the design drawings, Hua Jun will put away his usual casual and evil attitude. His serious appearance is the image of her idol in Wen Muxi's mind.

After scanning the design drawings on the computer, Hua Jun drew his opinions and opinions on the computer. At this time, Wen Muxi really realized the difference between the legendary ghost master and ordinary people.

Obviously, it is only some simple and subtle things, but it can bring people infinite inspiration and sublimation, which makes people benefit a lot.

Originally, the idol image of Hua Jun damaged in Wen Muxi's heart during this period was directly promoted to the divine level that no one can surpass.

In wenmuxi's heart, Huajun is no longer a man, but a god!

"Well, how much do you remember what you just said?" Huajun asked her.

"Remember it all!" Wen Muxi nodded fiercely. She just remembered, and wanted to engrave all the things that Huajun said just now in her head.

Looking at Wen Muxi's bright eyes, Hua Jun couldn't help thinking of the butterfly dog he had raised. It was almost so cute and small.

"I still have a lot of unpublished design drawings. Although most of them are sketches, they should be very useful to you. You can learn a lot. Are you interested?" Hua Jun gently shook the jade folding fan in his hand and smiled as friendly as a trafficker staring at a child.

A child, who was stared at by someone's traffickers and didn't know it, nodded fiercely when he heard the speech, but suddenly remembered something. He carefully asked, "will it be too troublesome?"

Hua Jun loved to laugh. Now he was teased by Wen Muxi and said, "don't worry, it's not for nothing. I have something to ask you."

"... say something first."

God knows how hard it took Wen Muxi to restrain himself. He didn't nod his head immediately. Fortunately, he remembered the bad nature of his idol in time, otherwise he couldn't be fooled.

"Wednesday is the 80th birthday of the Mu family leader. I still lack a female companion."

"OK, I'll go!"

Hearing that it was such a simple thing, Wen Muxi hurriedly responded. For fear that Huajun would repent and show her the design drawing.

"That's settled." the eagerness amused Huajun even more. It was not easy to hide his smile, stood up and straightened his clothes: "now go to my house."

"Your home?!"

Wen Muxi instinctively stepped back. After the previous Mediterranean boss Chen Qiang, she inevitably had some misunderstandings.

Huajun also knew that, so he didn't laugh at her amorous attitude, but rubbed her head with a little pain.

"Don't be afraid, not everyone is like that man."

He gently comforted, but he made Wen Muxi blush slightly, a little embarrassed.

When we went to Huajun's high-end apartment and looked at those amazing works, Wen Muxi immediately forgot what embarrassment and shyness were and jumped up in situ several times.

While watching, he took out his notebook and quickly remembered the knowledge and highlights he had absorbed. He was busy.

When Hua Jun brought her a drink, he couldn't help laughing: "don't be so anxious. The drawing won't run. I didn't drive you away."

At this time, Wen Muxi was gorgeous, ignored his idol, and didn't notice anyone coming next to him.

Huajun didn't remind her to put the drink away a little so that she wouldn't touch it, so he sat on the sofa next to her and looked at her seriously with a smile.

Only at this moment did he understand why Shen Bihan, who was supposed to have eyes higher than the top, fell in love with Wen Muxi. When he was serious, he did have some dazzling points.

It seems much more interesting than he expected.

After reading it for a while, Huajun came to Wen Muxi and began to tell her the scattered stories in these design drawings.

Some are his own, some are stories heard from others. Every design, even if it is just a sketch, has its meaning.

Wen Muxi listened more carefully. Of course, the image of Huajun in her heart was also flying directly to Yunding. In less than eight hours of teaching time, she felt that she had learned more and more than she had learned in previous years.