All Dote On One: CEO's Only Love

Bo Zhiwu got up early, finished breakfast and packed up everything. Then he went to school. Just at the beginning of spring, the tree crown is still bare, but the sunshine on the playground is very good. Blue sky and white clouds make people feel better.

Ji Jiayan is waiting for her in the school dance room. At the corner of the teaching building, Bo Zhiwu stood in the corridor. Before her eyes, two familiar figures suddenly appeared. Before waiting for her to step forward, the gentle and cowardly female voice sounded in her ear. She looked very shy with her head down, and in her hand was a letter. Pink, with your toes, you can guess, it's like a love letter.

"Miss Ji Here you are

The heart of Bo Zhiwu's eight trigrams was suddenly hooked up. She suddenly laughed and feigned. Ji Jiayan was also entangled by her infatuated sister?

She hid in the corner, staring at Ji Jiayan, expecting his reaction.

Ji Jiayan's expression on his face was faint. His afterglow, noticing the skirt corner of thin weaving fog, gently looked at the girl opposite him with a smile, "I'm sorry, I accept other girl's things at will, Zhizhi will be angry."

The girl looked up at her with a look of shock in her eyes, "you Have a girlfriend

He didn't speak, his lips just with a faint smile. After a while, the girl's brow was full of gloom and turned away.

Thin weaving FOG's eyes fell on the girl. Ji Jia said aloud and pulled back her thoughts. "Eavesdropping on the corner is not a good habit."

Bo Zhiwu suddenly came back to her senses. Her face was a little unnatural. Looking at Ji Jiayan, she scratched her head and said, "I didn't mean to, that is, I was curious..."

Ji Jiayan didn't speak, just a gentle smile, reached out and touched her head. The smell of elegant perfume is coming to the nostrils. Thin mist weave into the bottom of my heart, and there is a ripple.

She pursed her lips and said, "Jiayan, you Just like that, it will make other girls misunderstand

Other girls misunderstood?

Ji Jiayan was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that sentence in his own words, "Zhizhi knows, will misunderstand." Make her feel embarrassed.

He looked at the thin woven fog, the corner of his lips was a gentle smile, "I didn't say, you are my girlfriend. It was her own misunderstanding. It has nothing to do with me. "

Bo Zhiwu's face turned black and black. Ji Jiayan was playing word games with other girls again. It's really easy to misunderstand that Bo Zhiwu belongs to his girlfriend.

Ji Jiayan saw her in deep thought, but afraid of her embarrassment, he said with a smile, "I'm leaving. Don't you want me to teach you Waltz?"

Bo Zhiwu nodded and followed Ji Jiayan into the dance room. Ji Jiayan did not rush to turn on the stereo to teach her, but turned around and walked into the cabinet in the corridor and took out a pair of shoes.

He handed it to Bo Zhiwu. "Change it."

Thin weaving fog stupidly, drooping eyes looked at the eye box, and looked at the eye Ji Jiayan, "is this?"

Ji Jiayan explained, "dance shoes. It's more convenient to waltz in dance shoes. "

After listening to Ji Jiayan's words, Bo Zhiwu looked down at her snow boots and scratched her head awkwardly. She said, "good."

Thin woven fog squatted down, ready to take off his shoes. Ji Jiayan stopped her movement. He looked at Bo Zhiwu and laughed, "sit down, I'll come."

Bo Zhiwu stopped him, "no, I'll do it myself. I've done it. "

Ji Jiayan ignored her, pushed her to one side of the chair to sit down, took off her snow boots, put on her dance shoes again. He looked at the shoes. "Just right."

Bo Zhiwu was curious, "how do you know what size shoes I wear?"

Ji Jiayan felt that after her amnesia, she was a little more silly and cute than before. He pursed his lips and laughed, "I can know if I want to."

He can know if he wants to.

This sentence, suddenly let thin weaving fog, fell into shallow thoughts. In my mind, I suddenly think of a man, gentle and magnetic voice, which is also in winter. He said, "as long as I want, I can know."

Her expression froze, Ji Jiayan saw that she fell into shallow thoughts, stretched out his hand in front of her and waved, "what's the matter?"

Bo Zhiwu was in a trance. She said with a smile, "it's nothing. I just feel that there's a strange sense of familiarity..."

Ji Jiayan thought that she was talking about waltz. "Before, your Waltz was very good. Now I have a sense of familiarity. I hope you can remember it soon

Thin woven fog lowered his head, a shallow smile. She made a gesture of invitation and looked up at Ji Jiayan. In her eyes, there were shining stars. "May I have the pleasure of inviting Mr. Ji to a dance?"

Ji Jiayan smiles, and the gentleman hugs the waist of thin weaving mist. The distance between them is very close. Every breath of his is quietly falling on the face of thin weaving fog, and her cheek is slightly red.

He is very patient. In teaching Bo Zhiwu dance, Bo Zhiwu is also a very clever student."Take your left foot first, yes, that's it. Just follow me

Even if the thin weaving fog occasionally made a mistake, Ji Jiayan was still very patient and comforted her, "it doesn't matter. Come again."

She hasn't exercised for a long time, but she is tired after dancing for so long. She took the initiative to release Ji Jiayan's hand, "have a rest, tired."

Ji Jiayan listened to her words, he joked Bo Zhiwu, "let you usually more exercise, must stay at home."

Bo Zhiwu complained bitterly, "I'm busy. I'm busy reading and writing scripts every day. I don't have time to exercise."

Ji Jiayan replied: "as long as you want, time can be squeezed out."

Bo Zhiwu took a sip of mineral water and took a deep breath, "well, from tomorrow on, I'll trouble Ji Da to run with me."

Ji Jiayan replied, "it's not impossible."

Bo Zhiwu was smiling like a spring flower. She nodded slowly. After taking a rest, she put down her water bottle in her hand and said with a smile, "OK, go on ~"

Ji Jiayan agreed, reached out and made an invitation, looking at Bo Zhiwu, "come on, Miss Bo."

Bo Zhiwu smiles and puts his hand on Ji Jiayan's shoulder.

In the dance room, two people, very tacit understanding of the dance steps.

Bo Zhiwu had a good understanding and learned quickly. Ji Jiayan taught her to remember almost all of them in the afternoon. Dancing is happy, after returning home, she found that the sole of her feet had blisters.

She took the iodine and swab out of the medicine box and prepared to take care of the wound herself.

Suddenly, Ji called. She looked at the phone and slid to the answer button. "Hello, Jiayan, what's the matter?"

Ji Jiayan said: "when I went home just now, I passed by the bookstore and helped you pick out some books. Now I send them to you. Are you at home?"

When Bo Zhiwu saw the wound on his foot, he was afraid of Ji Jiayan's worry. He quickly said, "Er, I I'm not here. I'm outside. If you don't, send it tomorrow. "

Ji Jiayan heard the hesitation in her tone and said, "well."

He sat in the car, looking at the dark screen of his mobile phone, frowned slightly, turned his head and drove to the place where thin weaving fog lived.

Hesitant, this is the most suspicious place, she lives over there, the security is not very good recently, a girl, can not help but let him feel worried.

Thin woven mist had just finished poisoning the wound with iodine wine when the bell rang at the door. Bo Zhiwu was a little curious, but she didn't open the door. She said, "here comes..."

She did not have time to look at people through the cat's eye, she opened the door, and then, a man appeared in front of her eyes, and her face was filled with shock.

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