Madam, president loves you secrectly

I'm afraid there are not tens of thousands of books here.

The packaging is exquisite. Some of them haven't even been unpacked. I'm afraid there are too many to see.

Qin Zixia is really quiet in the middle of trouble. He actually built such a library in Lu's headquarters building.

It's also an enjoyment to come here with a cup of coffee and read quietly during work rest or leisure.

I'm afraid this will be a paradise for people who pursue peace of life.

But she swept around and didn't see Qin Zixia. Did the Secretary trick her into coming here?

Why?

Song Manxi went to the bookshelf on the first floor, looked at the label on his eye, and drew down a book at random. The name of the book was written on the book cover.

A brief history of time.

She had read it roughly and thought it was boring. She put the book back, looked for the label on the shelf, came to the end and turned over to another floor.

With a light touch of her finger, she swept through the rows of books. When she clicked on a book, she stopped and finally found the row of books for music and entertainment newspapers and magazines.

Perhaps because Qin Zixia had a great influence in the entertainment industry before, there are many magazines about her.

Some of the contents marked on the cover also introduced some popular stars such as catkins and sun Ruhui, but they have retired.

And her sister, she took out a magazine about her sister's interview, looked at the content on the cover, almost all the little things her sister did when she first made her debut.

Not much attention. This magazine is also published by a small magazine and is not famous.

It is of no value to others, but for her sister, this is her most beautiful time. A magazine is enough to say her youth at that time.

Thinking of this, song Manxi pulled out a faint smile and opened a page at will. He planned to have a rough look first.

She leaned against the solid wood frame of the bookshelf and could read it meaningfully. Some of the photos in the magazine were photos of song Qianqian with short hair for filming.

The eye shadow is thick, the eyeliner is too deep, and the lip gloss is too strong, just like a monster.

The stylist really had a grudge against her at the beginning.

Unexpectedly, the sudden "bang" broke the silence that song Manxi was immersed in.

Looking for the voice, she looked up as if nothing had happened. She thought Qin Zixia was coming, and she didn't care much.

But this indifference suddenly bumped into a pair of deep eyes like a pool of water. Those eyes did not hide their emotions and stared at Song Manxi tightly.

Song Manxi looked away. First, he saw several books falling on the floor, opening disorderly. Even the title page of one book opened, revealing the page of the author's preface.

She trembled imperceptibly between holding the magazine, her heart tightly clenched together, and straightened up against the bookshelf.

His eyes stared at the face from bottom to top without blinking. His throat was a little dry. He didn't want to say anything for the time being.

Just want to look at the "he" in front of you.

Jun Xiao didn't expect to meet her suddenly in this place. He wanted to leave by mistake, but he immediately let the book in his hand fall.

He didn't give him the time to prepare.

He just ran to the neighboring city today and talked about a case. President Lu urged him to come and teach her to play the piano.

He can't touch the piano himself, but he can give some advice in theory. This is also the cooperation he reached with Lu before. He promised the woman.

I thought that since Qin Zixia didn't arrive, I would look for some books first. I didn't think she deliberately designed it.