Aspire For Love Wistfully

"Why do you ask that?"

Jiang Yao lies on the bed, tossing and turning, but she can't close her eyes. Although she is very tired and sleepy now, and she doesn't eat anything, she is still hungry.

She Leng is not downstairs, but looked at his cell phone, eyes did not blink.

"You said I was excellent, and some girls would like me. What about you? Do you like me?"

Gu Zhao reply to her words let Jiang Yao very excited, not to see this sentence is very excited, but reply to her very excited. Because it's half an hour since she sent out the message. At first, I thought about it and went to bed.

He should not reply to himself, and now it's so late, he went to bed. It's more than one o'clock in the morning. Many people have already gone to bed.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yao was ready to go to bed.

She is very happy to talk with him about so many things that have nothing to do with her work this evening. And there are unexpected harvest, can so quickly get his concern, it is worth it.

Just as she lay down to close her eyes and go to sleep, the phone suddenly thought of the bell that haunted her. It was Gu Zhao's special concern.

Jiang Yao quickly started to pull open the charging mobile phone and looked at the message he sent inside.

In the second of seeing the content, Jiang Yao was petrified. Is this the Gu Zhao she knew? How could he ask? Is he really interested in her?

Jiang Yao has typed the content to reply to him, but before she sends it out, Gu Zhao sends a message again, and immediately asks her to clear all her typed words and disappear on the screen.

"I'll just ask. It doesn't mean anything else."

This sentence makes Jiang Yao speechless. He is not the captain himself, but playing with himself. It's really annoying. It's Gu Zhao. Even if we don't meet each other, we can accept people.

I'm really pissed off. I hate it.

After thinking about it for a long time, Jiang Yao turned off her mobile phone. Let's just forget it. It's no fun not to return to him.

Jiang Yao, who put down her mobile phone, picked up the quilt under her body, then wrapped it on her body and made her body look like an insect. How lovely it must be.

It's a pity that Gu Zhao didn't see it.

Gu Zhao sent the message and opened the door to the bathroom. It took about ten minutes for Gu Zhao to come out of the bathroom. He has a bath towel around his waist. His upper body is naked, and his body shape is almost perfect.

The healthy wheat color is wrapped outside the muscles. Usually, he doesn't feel very fat or thin in his suit. They are just the right model figure. No, it's better than a model.

We can use that sentence to describe him, that is, "there is meat when you strip, but you look thin when you dress." Everyone is jealous of the face, but also with a perfect figure, only Gu Zhao.

He picked up the towel on the bed, put it on his head and wiped his wet hair. Because it was not dry, it was still dripping. It didn't drop on the ground, but directly fell on the towel along his skin, and then disappeared.

He took out the mobile phone that was still charging and looked at it to see if anyone had sent a message.

There is still a message on the mobile phone that hasn't been viewed. Click to open it, but it's not the person you think, but an ordinary sales message, not the person you think.

Back to the familiar page, the last sentence stayed in her message, she didn't reply.

Gu Zhao walked out of the room, blew his wet hair a little, and went to the balcony. Now it seems that at 1:30 in the morning, the lights on the road are still on. Looking out, it's all bustling.

It didn't say that because of the time, there was no one on the street. On the contrary, there are many people, most of them young people, who are about to vent their heavy work all day. I'm drunk and I need help. And the people who helped him were just like him.

Gu Zhao took back his sight, quietly lit a cigarette, quietly took a big breath, slowly spitting out from his mouth. He didn't know when he got into this habit. In the dead of night, he would light a cigarette and take a big puff.

The feeling of boredom in my heart disappeared with the smoke ring.

Unconsciously, the cigarette that had just been taken out was gone, and a cigarette butt remained in Gu Zhao's hand. He put the cigarette butts into the ashtray. There were many in it, but they didn't go into the dustbin.

I don't know how many days, or how many days. I can't remember clearly. I forgot. I forgot.

Gu Zhao was lying on the bed, looking at the white ceiling with thoughtful eyes. One is because of the company. The old guy Jiang Guangzheng is also a chicken thief. He even thought of sending someone to the company.

He is really a veteran fox. If you want to deal with him, you have to work harder, or you can't make it. Although this contract has no loss to himself, it is not his style to make concessions so easily.

There's always a chance to get back. Wait.

The last thing is about Jiang Yao. What does the old fox mean by sending Jiang Yao to their company? In his opinion, Jiang Yao's ability is good, but he lacks much experience.

It happens to be the thing she lacks most. I always feel something is wrong when I listen to her. She's not even as good as the assistant she's with now, seriously.

Gu Zhao suspected that the purpose of her coming to the company was not to think that she came for the company's secrets, but for him. Because there is no need for Jiang Yao to follow in this participation, Su Ming alone can handle it.

So Jiang Yao is likely to use Jiang's father to come to their company. It's understandable that Jiang Yao has the strength to make every mistake. This is the wrong place to use. If she can use her little cleverness in other things.

That may achieve better results, but unfortunately in the wrong place.

At this time, Jiang Yao was sleeping soundly and didn't know what kind of label she had been labeled by Gu Zhao. At this time, Gu Zhao's figure appeared in her sleep. She imagined that she could be with him all the time.

She smiles sweetly and tightens her tight quilt, as if the one she hugs is Gu Zhao. She pouted her mouth forward, which showed that she was dreaming of something unsuitable for children.

Jiang Yao couldn't kiss Gu Zhao in front of her all the time. At last, she didn't know what was going on. A strong sense of weightlessness was reflected in her. Only a sound of Dong was heard, and Jiang Yao landed smoothly.

But she didn't wake up. Maybe it was because she was too tired. In addition, she was wrapped in quilt and didn't feel at all.