Her Eternal Mr.Right

There was another commotion at the door. Xiao you didn't even raise his head. Anyway, it was only Xu Jingchen who could cause this situation.

"Good morning." Xu Jingchen's voice fell, and then a bunch of flowers fell in front of her.

Xiao you looks up and Xu Jingchen smiles at her. She immediately lowers her head.

However, when glancing at the next bunch of flowers, I didn't know what to say for a moment.

That dense floret, this time is split also have no way.

Xiaoyou even wondered if he knew that all the flowers before were given away by himself, so he specially sent a flower that could not be separated.

In front of Xu Jingchen, she could not throw the flower away. She glanced at the withered bouquet of her vase and simply poured it into the bottle.

After all this, he returned to his own position, but he didn't see the appearance of Xu Jingchen's lips.

Everything seems so quiet, Xu Jingchen did not come to harass her, but Xiaoyou always feel strange, already don't know how many times secretly look at him.

But, in the heart really has no other meaning.

Xu Jingchen's lips a little bit of hook up, Xiaoyou's face slowly petrified, the man peach blossom eyes suddenly flash, suddenly looked at her and said: "I'm so handsome, see I lost my mind?"

"Nonsense Xiaoyou angrily glared at him, simply lowered his head, self-care drawing drawings.

Xu Jingchen glanced and said with a faint smile, "you have been painting for more than half an hour. Why are you still painting there?"

Xiaoyou suddenly opened the drawing, covered it on the table and said, "can't I draw slowly?"

And then he thought, "well, you're fast."

She completely complied with her first reaction, went down from her position, then came to Xu Jingchen's side, and took Xu Jingchen's drawings up to see.

Almost is such an eye, small leisurely suddenly stare big eyes of point to he draw of ask, "can you explain, what is this?"

Xu Jingchen blinked his eyes and asked blankly, "how, is there a problem?"

Xu Jingchen said, but also a self feel good appearance.

That sentence almost didn't make Xiaoyou vomit blood. He took another look at Xu Jingchen's drawings and overturned her world view again. Pointing to the four images above, he said, "we are here for jewelry design, not doll design."

"Of course, even if I can let you doll design, Xu Jingchen, Xu Da designer, forgive my clumsiness, can you tell me what you are painting?"

There is a pencil on it. It looks like a bear, but it doesn't have long ears. You say it's a dog. It doesn't have a tail. Anyway, it can't be seen.

Xu Jingchen couldn't help pointing to the pattern above and said, "can't you see it? What I painted is a bird."

Small leisurely surprised feeling oneself chin almost fell down, point to so big a way: "you this is a bird, ostrich you!"

"Poof Pooh."

A few laughter rang out, Xiaoyou and Xu Jingchen two eyes shot out, Xiaoyou is OK, Xu Jingchen peach eyes faint looking at her, probably, a smile will kill her kind.

But they couldn't help it.

Sitting next to Xiaoyou, the colleague covered his mouth and said, "I'm sorry, I really can't help it."

"It's OK, it's OK." Xiaoyou waved his hand generously.

"Laugh if you want, don't choke it out." Xu Jingchen looked at the drawing again and frowned, "it doesn't look like an ostrich."

Small leisurely embraces the arm, the ring chest leans on the table, teases a way: "you still know not to resemble ostrich."

This time, even Xiaoyou laughed.

Those people around who can't bear to laugh, this time really can't help it, some people who don't know why are not happy with their colleagues.

This is the loss of the total security to plug in, otherwise, this level, which company is willing to accept it.

Xu Jingchen was not angry, but explained: "this is not my reason, my family does not have this gene."

His family is a big old man, perfect without such artistic cells.

If you put a piece of jewelry in front of them, you will certainly study the exquisite carving, and all kinds of diamond inlaying process of jewelry.

However, there are only two possibilities for his old man, one is rich, the other is cheap goods without money.

So, he has no such ability.

Xiaoyou also laughed enough and told him, "if your company doesn't take care of you, you're wasting your time here. It's better to go back, isn't it?"

"That's not the same." Xu Jingchen can't say that he is serious. He shakes his head and looks at Xiaoyou with deep eyes.

Almost at that moment, Xiao you quickly lowered his head and did not dare to look into his eyes. Then, he coughed a few times and slowly went to his own position to sit down.

Xu Jingchen worried: "is the throat uncomfortable?"

Xiaoyou waved his hand, but he immediately said: "I'll pour you a glass of water."

"No, No." When he said this, it was too late. Xu Jingchen had gone far.The pink flowers at the table are shaken by the wind, losing Xiaoyou's eyes.

In a trance, a glass of water has been put on the table. Looking up, Xu Jingchen, who went to pour the water, has come back.

He just put his drawing under the file and sat down beside Xiao you with a chair.

Xiaoyou was startled by him and asked, "what are you doing?"

"Don't you think I can't draw well? I'd better learn from you."

Xiaoyou quickly waved his hand, "no, I don't think you need to learn." Anyway, it's useless for him to learn. It's impossible for the Xu family to let him engage in this field.

But Xu Jingchen said, "since I'm here, of course I'll study hard." Say, take out a drawing, looking at the drawing that small leisurely is drawing, depicting bit by bit.

Designing a drawing depends on the foundation and talent. Obviously, he can't occupy any of these two points.

Looking at him so seriously, Xiao you really taught him.

The people who teach are serious, and the people who learn are also serious. Gradually, those who used to surreptitiously look at them are now busy with their own affairs.

As time goes by, it's noon unconsciously. When he hears that people around him are packing up, Xu Jingchen wants to call Xiao you, but he can't help looking at her serious appearance.

There is no one around to disturb. Designers are like this. Sometimes inspiration comes. No matter where or when, you can't interrupt. Otherwise, inspiration may be broken and the drawing will be discarded.

When Xiao you finally stopped writing, she looked at the empty office. She was stunned for a long time, and asked Xu Jingchen, "who are they?"

"Oh, let's go." Then he raised his wrist, looked at his watch and said, "I left about 20 minutes ago. I thought you wanted a noon!"