Bringing a Son to Marry a Giant

The second time I was standing downstairs from the mosuil company, it was still very sunny.

As soon as Su Mu looked up, she was still dizzy.

He rubbed his forehead and took out his mobile phone and glanced at the time: 8:55.

Su Mu put her mobile phone in place, pulled the pull-out pendant, carrying a small painting box, entered the door and reported the name on the desk. The receptionist immediately took him to the credit card door and invited him to the elevator.

The elevator still stops on the 55th floor.

The department assistant on the 55th floor let Su Mu wait a moment, dialed the phone of the president's assistant's office, and asked the president's special assistant Zhang Kexin to go downstairs to lead the person.

Zhang Kexin, dressed in a smart black business suit, smiled and took Su Mu to the 56th floor.

After arriving at the 56th floor, Zhang Kexin walking on Su Mu's right side leaned slightly: "Mr. Su, please."

Su Mu was a bit uncomfortable: "Thank you."

Su Mu, led by Zhang Kexin, passed the door of the assistant's office and walked towards the president's office. She turned into a hallway facing the south in the middle of the hall.

The corridor is not too wide. The pedestrian-friendly road is about one and a half meters high. The half-height rich bamboos planted on both sides of the corridor surround the corridor and are green.

Su Mu noticed this passage last time, but there was a corner relationship in the middle, and she could not see the scenery at the end.

This time he set foot on this green corridor, only to see the colorful koi wagging in the sink under the water-raised rich bamboo.

Su Mu's mood suddenly relaxed a lot when she saw the swimming fish in Saoli.

"Mr. Su, please." Zhang Kexin started to explain with a smile. "General Manager Jing is in a meeting. The meeting ends at half past ten. General Manager Jing explained that Mr. Su can take a short rest in the flower room. Command me. "

Su Mu let out a sigh of relief, just nodding her head to say thank you, she stepped into Baiping's sky garden, and underneath the transparent tempered glass at the bottom of her feet was colored swimming fish.

Here……

Like heaven.

The bright sun was shining obliquely, filling this place with warm golden light.

The garden faces south, and the layout is very particular. The south section is a heat-insulated glass roof and the north is an open air. The flower garden spreads out from the center, like a small gossip array.

The southern part of the terrain is four steps high on the north side, about half a meter higher, so a glass road is set up on the south side, and there is water and fish swimming in the water below, and an open-air fish pond on the north side.

On the three sides of the east and west walls, live dense bamboo trees are planted, and then there are various flowers rushing to open.

In the middle of the sea of ​​flowers is a circular lotus pond. A large easel is placed next to the lotus pond, and rice paper is laid on it, reflecting a pale yellow halo under the sun.

Suddenly, a bird song from an osmanthus tree high in the southwest corner that had not yet bloomed broke the tranquility, and then two snoring sounds came from the deep leaves, and the two kingfishers drilled from it together. He spread his wings and flew away.

The sky in the distance is vast and blue, wide and free ...

Su Mu's lips: It's a pair of little baddies who will find the wild cricket ground.

Zhang Kexin saw Su Mu stop, and turned back and chuckled, "Mr. Su, how is this place?"

"Oh! Oh ~" Seeing Zhang Kexin so, Su Mu's ears frowned a little: "Thank you, it's good here."

"Well." Zhang Kexin nodded and smiled. "Then I make a cup of tea for Mr. Su, would you like black tea or green tea?"

"No, don't need it." Su Mu raised her tea cup in her hand and said, "I'm carrying a tea cup, thank you."

"Okay." Zhang Kexin looked at Su Mu's cup of tea and poked his waist politely: "If Mr. Su has any instructions, I will be in the assistant's office."

After Zhang Kexin left, Su Mu looked at the suits, followed the small ditch extending from the corridor, and slowly walked to the lotus pond with the koi swimming inside.

The lotus pond is not small, it is about Liuping, and in the center stands a slowly rotating large stone mill for decoration, which is very ordinary lotus.

The lotus leaves are enlarged, and only two lotus flowers with pink tips are shyly showing up from the lotus leaves.

It looks like the flowering is not far away.

Su Mu chuckled her lips: water lily should be planted here.

The heart-shaped leaflets with a split fork only float on the water. Every morning, countless fairy-like water lilies stretch out their white swan-like slender necks and stand out from the small forks. They rise with the sun, like a shy girl Unfolding their floral skirts, the graceful jade stands on a green leaf.

Even the poets admire them: this is the pink fairy of heaven, who loves to move the world. Sigh of wind and rain in the proud bones, would he fall asleep in the world.

It ’s beautiful.

What's more beautiful is that many varieties of water lilies have been researched because of the love of the public. Nowadays, the very ordinary water lilies on the market can also bloom in four seasons and bloom colorful petals.

Suddenly a breeze blew, and the large lotus leaf shook his head at Su Mu in the breeze and protested.

Su Mu reached out her hand and gently touched the edge of the lotus leaf, looking around at this small piece of paradise, and between her eyes, she moved her hand on the lotus leaf to the rice paper surface of the easel.

The eyes also fell on the slightly yellow rice paper.

This is a very good texture.

In college, Su Mu used this kind of drawing paper, which was made of green sandalwood and cleaned, and the price was quite expensive.

Even at that time, Su Mu only used it a few times.

After giving birth to Su Ying, Su Mu ran around for money, and received a painting of three or two thousand yuan. Naturally, it was impossible to use such a square meter to make a rice paper of nearly two thousand yuan.

Su Mu put the tool box on the stone table in the middle of the lotus pond and the easel, and rubbed her fingers on the bumpy small grains of rice paper and sat down ...

When Jing Zhixuan walked into the small garden lightly, Su Mu was holding a pencil and walking in front of a drawing paper that was two meters wide and half meters high.

The lines on the paper danced swiftly, the hand holding the pen was long and slender, and almost white in the sunlight, which was more and more intense.

Jing Zhixuan was standing behind Su Mu, sniffing the scent of lavender on Su Mu's hair. She wanted to hold Su Mu in her arms, hold the beautiful and delicate hands, and put each slender finger in her mouth. Jin Yun sucked red, and imprinted his mark on Jing Zhixuan.

It's best to swallow Su Mu's entire mouth, gently bite and slowly swallow, so that Su Mu will only live in his body from now on and be thoroughly loved and possessed by him alone!

When Jing Zhixuan's breathing worsened, Su Mu turned around subconsciously, and when she touched Jing Zhixuan, the brush in her hand slipped instantly.

The sound of a broken pencil tip was crisp and audible.

"Jing, President Jing." Su Mu quickly bent down, picked up the pencil, held it firmly in her hand, and stood up, looking down at Jing Zhixuan's hand in her pocket, her lips pursed for a long time, but: "Jing Jing has finished the meeting? "

"..." Jing Zhixuan took his hand out of his pants pocket, and took out the cigarette and lighter by the way: "Secretary Su, when did I become so rusty with me?"

"Uh ..." Su Mu stunned for a long time, raised her hand awkwardly and smiled a little distantly in the back of her head: "both, all graduated for so many years, so ..." I'm not used to it.

Jing Zhixuan raised his eyes and drank Su Mu to ignite the smoke, took a breath, and then dropped his eyes from Su Mu's drooping cheek to the frame: "Go on."

The moment Su Mu raised her right hand, he thought he was going to blow his ears.

Can't help feeling lost.

After many years, Su Mu's beauty mole in her right eye seems to have faded a little, and under the sun, she can't really see it.

There seems to be nothing.

Jing Zhixuan leaned on the stone table, his arms around his chest, his slender legs stacked randomly, and he took another cigarette, sighed with spit, and fixed his eyes through the smoke. There are only a few qualitative lines on rice paper.

Su Mu looked up and quietly glanced at Jing Zhixuan. She stretched her hand like a thin ice and took a new pencil from the stone table, and she sat back in front of the easel with her trousers slit.

However, the previous idea was completely broken, and he couldn't hold anyone else in Jingxin Xuan's mind.

So he couldn't write.

At this moment, Su Mu was throbbing, her pen trembling slightly, and her heart seemed to be pinched by someone.

He wanted to ask about the 1.9 million things, but he didn't know where to start.

His paintings are not worth the price in this life, obviously!

But did Jing Zhixuan smash him with so much money because he gave up his anti-humiliation because of 30,000 a month?

He still remembers the back view that Jing Zhixuan joked about the price for him that day when she was left with her arms in her arms.

Compared to Su Mu's complicated thoughts, Jing Zhixuan was smoking cigarettes leisurely, looking at Su Mu's eyes a little contentedly.

But as his hands were raised and lowered, the fabric would make a gurgling noise from time to time.

Seemingly quiet, but a strong sense of presence.

Su Mu's heart was calm for a moment.

I don't know how long it took. Su Mu's hand was raised and lowered.

"Did you sleep well last night?"

Jing Zhixuan suddenly spoke.

"Uh ... Oh." Su Mu was startled, looked at Jing Zhixuan, and quickly set her eyes on the rice paper: "No ..."

The stalemate that was just broken was quickly restored.

"That ..." Su Mu's throat rolled arduously, swallowed the word Jing, and her body was slightly tense. She lowered her brush to lighten her eyebrows and said, "There are many types of tiger pictures. Tigers, crouching tigers, one to many, yes, I downloaded some tiger pictures at home yesterday. "

Speaking, Su Mu reached out and unlocked the mobile phone next to the picture box he placed on the desktop: "It's all on the mobile phone, do you want to see Jing ... uh ..."

Su Mu's fingers just twitched just after unlocking.

He suddenly remembered that although he had presciently changed his group photo with his son on the desktop of his mobile phone and replaced it with a landscape painting, his mobile phone album still contained a lot of pictures of his son's growth.

Ah ah ah ah ah! !! !! !! !!

"Okay." Jing Zhixuan took Su Mu's expression in his eyes, and immediately threw away the cigarette butts, and stretched out his hands while twisting with the tip of a leather shoe: "Then I can choose well."

"..." Su Mu pursed her lips and engaged in a fierce ideological struggle. Obviously she said that she had forgotten to download it on her phone. Jing Zhixuan would certainly not believe it.

"Well, I can help you ..." Su Mu, holding her cell phone and gritting her teeth, stood up from the stool and stepped forward, because she hurriedly hit Jing Zhixuan's outstretched hand: "Explain ... uh!"