Madam, president loves you secrectly

In the club, he looked at her as if he were looking at a passer-by. His eyes were so cold and ice.

It seems that the reheated enthusiasm can't melt the cold ice in your eyes.

And immediately moved away. There was a bodyguard present, and he naturally stood farthest from her.

His back is firm and resolute, as if he had rejected anyone related to his past.

After Jun Xiao made clear his position, without further action, he just stood by the door, as if he would leave at any time.

When song Manxi saw that he was so clear and boring, his heart burst out, but he also pressed down his discomfort.

She stared at the eyes in front of her without looking at herself. She wanted to reflect this face into her mind. Her tone was soft and said, "brother Junxiao, how have you been for more than a year?"

Jun Xiao was stunned. His eyes took back from the scenery outside the landing window and landed on her well-defined face.

For a long time, he lowered his eyes and stared at the floor between himself and song Manxi. The floor was red wood with clear lines, and the stitching between wood blocks was even more fine and flawless.

Jun Xiao stared at him for a while. "That's what you want to ask?" finally, he sipped his lips again: "it's very good."

But song Manxi didn't feel relaxed because of his answer. She knew that he must have had a hard time for more than a year, otherwise he wouldn't be thin like this.

It used to be a strong body, but now even the wheat white collarbone is more prominent.

"You're thinner and darker." Song Manxi didn't ask about business, but talked to himself like a trance.

She even wanted to raise her hand, stare at his face and touch it, like the intimacy between lovers.

Jun Xiao's eyes tightened and turned sideways. He looked at the green jade hands and slowly raised them, inch by inch close to his left face.

Jun Xiao narrowed his eyes incomprehensibly. His mind was still gathering, but his body reacted first. He suddenly raised his left hand and firmly grasped song Manxi's irregular right hand.

Song Manxi, whose actions were interrupted, was also a meal. He was at a loss. He rarely showed panic on his face.

Hold her hand, just for a moment, Jun Xiao suddenly released: "if there is nothing important, don't talk. I have a headache and don't want to listen to you."

Song Manxi opened his eyes slightly. After taking his hand back, he hurriedly asked, "do you have a headache? Where is it? Let me see. I'll rub it for you, but you must go to the hospital. Have you seen it..."

"Sissy." Jun Xiao, rubbing his temples, took her concerns and concerns into his eyes. He didn't understand whether these emotions were true or not, but he still stopped her.

What he wants to say more is, don't say it. What you say will only give me a headache. I don't want to hear it.

If it's about him, I don't want to hear it.

Hearing that he called her nickname again, song Manxi nodded at a loss, thinking that he wanted to talk to her about business.

She also had serious business to talk to him, so she subconsciously um.

"I'm here."

Jun Xiao didn't reply immediately. He opened the distance between himself and her, inserted his hands into his windbreaker pocket, paced to the piano and sat down on the piano chair.

He opened the lid of the piano and pressed the black and white piano keys with his slender hands with clear knuckles.