Host, You're Targeted

Su Lin's first impression of Zhou Qifeng was not good.

He looks like Ye Zang again, but his temperament is a strange one.

A good black suit is scattered, with asymmetric neckline on both sides, and it is supported by shoulders to keep it from falling. The neckline of the white shirt inside has been opened to the chest, and it will be opened to both sides in a casual move, revealing the skin and chest muscle lines of the white inside.

This is very coquettish in Su Lin's eyes. If you change an ordinary face, you can only use the word "greasy" to summarize it.

But Zhou Qifeng is a good-looking man.

The hair on his forehead was sprayed with styling gel and combed up. There was not a trace of broken hair falling down to attract people's attention, which made people pay attention to his facial features unconsciously.

The ancients all said that people express feelings through their eyes, and Zhou Qifeng is no exception.

He strode forward and stood in front of Su Lin, so close that Su Lin leaned back. His movement slowed down and he hid a little.

This man is really like the kind of young master who is not engaged in serious work and can only enjoy himself and drink.

his facial features as like as two peas are almost identical. But once the vivid look becomes changed, the temperament of the whole person changes.

"Students at HKUST, right?" Zhou Qifeng asked with a smile.

He deliberately approached Su Lin, forcing Su Lin to step back and hit the desk, almost shouting.

"Oh, be careful!" Zhou Qifeng took Su Lin's waist and said, "what are you hiding?"

At the moment when Zhou Qifeng met Su Lin's waist, he could clearly feel Su Lin's uncontrollable shaking.

So sensitive? Zhou Qifeng raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Zhou Feng has a faint smell of men's perfume, which is not very strong, but Su Lin feels uncomfortable.

he doesn't love any natural taste, whether it's disinfectant or perfume.

All tastes must be linked with a certain memory to be remembered by the memory chain. For Su Lin, those memories are not good, so he doesn't like those tastes.

Zhou Qifeng pasted it very close, and the feeling of tongs on his waist clearly touched his nerves through two thin layers of clothes.

He did not answer, uneasily pushed away Zhou Qifeng, whose hand was on his waist.

One side of Yu you almost rolled his eyes. What did you hide from? Did you have an idea of AC number? You're always shameless!

Seeing that Su Lin's ears were red, Zhou Qifeng stopped teasing him. He took back his hand, pressed his shoulder, and stuffed something into his suit coat pocket.

"When I came up, I happened to meet an employee of the personnel department. Your ID card and employee meal card were brought for you." Zhou Qifeng patted him on the shoulder. "It's still August. It's hot. You don't have to wear such a thick suit to go to work, just a shirt. Work hard and come on. "

After the high sounding encouragement, Zhou Qifeng left the small office and went into his own office next to him.

Su Lin even forgot to say thank you and slowly breathed out the breath that had been held up just now.

Yu you craned his neck and looked for a long time before he was sure that Zhou Qifeng was really gone. Then he asked Su Lin, "are you OK, Xiao Su? This is how Zhou Zong is. Don't be surprised. "

Su Lin held the edge of the table behind his back, his palms full of sweat pasted on the cold table top.

"It's OK." Su Lin shakes her head and takes out the work card and employee meal card from his pocket.

He really doesn't like Zhou Qifeng.

It's too romantic.

Derogatory romance.