All Dote On One: CEO's Only Love

Ji Jiayan nodded, and the crowd jostled each other. Thin woven fog and he went to the place where the lamp was lighted and prayed with the crowd.

The street lamps on the wall cast a piece of cold light. The blue sky curtain has long been dyed as black as ink. Bo Zhiwu bought a Kongming lamp. The boss gave her a pen. Ji Jiayan looked at her. Bo Zhiwu was a little embarrassed. She turned back and looked at Ji Jiayan and said, "you, turn around, don't look at me..."

Ji Jiayan's throat overflowed with a low smile. "Well, I don't look at you." He said, and he bought two lamps himself, took up the pen and began to write.

Bo Zhiwu stood at the edge of the wall, a little farther away from him, for fear that he might see what he had written. Juan Xiu's handwriting gradually appeared on the red paper, thin woven fog wrote very simple, "I hope every year today, every year has today."

Ji Jiayan stares at her back and stares for a long time. Seeing her smile at Kong Mingdeng, Ji Jiayan walks slowly. He asked Bo Zhiwu, "are they all finished?"

Thin weaving fog turned to look at him and subconsciously turned the paper over. Ji Jiayan saw her small action and chuckled, "don't worry, I won't peek."

Bo Zhiwu asked him. "What did you write?"

Ji Jiayan pretended to look at her mysteriously, "if you say it, your wish will not work."

Thin weaving fog hindsight's hand covered the mouth, "that I don't ask." Ji Jiayan grinned and touched her head.

There are many lovers who stand on the wall to put Kongming lanterns. Thousands of Kongming lanterns are flying into the sky slowly. The sky lanterns are carrying the good wishes of countless people. The eyes of thin weaving fog are always fixed on her lamp, and a gentle smile appears on her lips.

When he left Anren street, Bo Zhiwu asked, "what did you write?"

Ji Jiayan side head to see her, thin weaving fog quietly looking at her eyes, lips suddenly raised a smile, "very curious?"

nodded her head in mist, and Ji Jia said that she suddenly got closer to her. The thin mist was suddenly tight, and the fragrance of a cool perfume suddenly enveloped her. Slowly closed his eyes, Ji Jiayan's light glimpsed her small movements.

He didn't say anything. He just lowered his head, slowly reached out his hand, and fastened the seat belt for her. "I won't tell you."

Thin woven fog heart some lost, but also a sigh of relief. The mood at the bottom of my heart becomes complicated and melancholy.

The car drove smoothly all the way in the colorful street, thin woven fog sitting in the co driver's position, looking out of the window blurred night. This is not the way home. "Where are you going?" he asked

Ji Jiayan said, "you will know when you arrive."

Although the thin weaving fog is curious, it still suppresses his own curiosity. The car stopped after a long journey. Stopped in front of a pastry shop.

Bo Zhiwu looked at Ji Jiayan and asked, "is it here?"

Ji Jiayan stretched out his hand to untie his seat belt, nodded his head, and then got out of the car to untie the safety belt of thin woven fog. He nodded, white high-heeled shoes stepped on the ground, thin weaving fog hand pulled his own chain bag, slowly got off the car.

Before the pastry room was closed, when Bo Zhiwu and Ji Jiayan arrived at the door, the glass door slowly opened automatically. The boss saw Ji Jiayan coming, and said with a smile, "Mr. Ji is here." Said, the vision fell on thin weave fog body, tease like to ask a sentence, "girlfriend?"

Ji Jiayan did not answer, but thin weaving fog, blushed for a while, like the fire.

He glimpsed the tiny red ear root of thin weaving mist, and guessed that she was shy. Ji Jiayan did not explain, but gently cleared his throat and said, "the materials are ready?"

This is to the boss said, the boss nodded, "well, you do it slowly, I will go home first."

Ji Jiayan answered. Thin weaving fog wooden raised his head, looking at the boss left the figure. She asked foolishly, "ah, is this going?"

Ji Jiayan slightly one Xiang, he said: "come with me."

Although Bo Zhiwu didn't understand what Ji Jiayan wanted to do, he still kept up with him and went back.

On the kitchen table, the materials have been set. Bo Zhiwu's hand was still holding a handful of flowers that Ji Jiayan had just sent her. She looked at the materials for a while, but she was still confused. "What are you going to do?"

Ji Jiayan's eyes fell on the lotus in her hand for a long time. After the thin weaving fog, she slowly lowered her head. She seemed to come suddenly and asked, "don't you want to make lotus cake?"

Ji Jiayan's eyebrows and eyes smile curved, he said: "well."

Bo Zhiwu frowned and asked, "why do you want to do this all of a sudden?"

Ji Jiayan looked at her eyes for a long time, "because someone said that they wanted me to compensate her."

Bo Zhiwu also looked at Ji Jiayan, his eyes glued to him, and his lips gradually raised a trace of radian.

In the narrow room, Bo Zhiwu looks at Ji Jiayan's busy figure. She sits quietly on one side and looks at him quietly. All of a sudden, she thought that time could be fixed at this moment, so she had been looking at him.On the way home, Bo Zhiwu had almost eaten. Ji Jiayan was afraid that she did not dare to accumulate food. When Bo Zhiwu got off the bus, she finished the last mouthful of lotus cake. She said with a vague smile, "if I'm angry, you can coax me with lotus cake."

Ji Jiayan gently laughed, "then I hope I will never make lotus cake for you."

"Why?" she frowned and asked

Ji Jiayan's voice was very light, "because I hope you are happy every day."

Light floating a sentence, straight into the heart of thin weaving fog. This sentence is as intoxicating as sake. Bo Zhiwu suddenly felt that today's Ji Jiayan was very different.

The roots of her ears grew unhealthy red.

Thin weaving mist cleared her throat. She reached out to open the door. "Well, I'll go first."

Ji Jiayan said, "I'll send you.

Bo Zhiwu refused with a smile. She didn't dare to let Ji Jiayan send herself, for fear that her full of joy would be seen through in the next second. She said quickly, "no That's OK. Anyway, there's a little bit more. I'll just walk back by myself. "

Ji Jiayan was silent for a moment. He looked at the back of the thin weaving fog and said, "go home early and good night."

The light shines on Ji Jiayan's whole body, casting a piece of light brilliance. Thin weaving fog looks at his eyes and suddenly smiles. Ji Jiayan saw her giggle, frowned and asked, "what's the sudden giggle?"

Bo Zhiwu cleared her throat and took a deep breath. "Hoo -" she raised her head, looked at the man and laughed, "nothing."

The haze's eyes are bright, as if full of stars running away from the Milky way in summer. "I'll go back first," she said

Ji Jiayan's eyes were staring at the front, and the smile of his lips suddenly disappeared. Thin Zhiwu was curious. She turned her head slowly. Under the street lamp behind her, a tall black figure was standing. With a sense of oppression.

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