Mr. Chief, We're A Contractual Marriage

Today, Luo Jinshi always felt that something would happen in this bar. However, the stronger the feeling, the less anything happened to her. Just quietly, quietly, gently shaking the glass in your hand! The bright red liquid, after shaking evenly, gently rolled into Luo Jinshi's throat.

Maybe I will meet someone tonight. Vaguely, Luo Jin felt it. The feeling of deja vu. Familiar, that familiar breath, gradually surround yourself.

Qin Mo, or?

Oh, how could there be anyone else! Qin Mo, haven't you ignored her for several days? Obviously, it's not just busy. Also, it's mainly to avoid her, isn't it?

But who else? Let her have such a familiar feeling. This feeling is not common!

Breath, getting closer and closer. However, Luo Jin's poetry could not be grasped and grasped.

Next to the No. 37 accord, the tight curtain, half hidden, was a touch of silver.

Slowly close to the position of Luo Jin's poetry, Luo Jin's poetry can no longer be calm and poke out his head. She put down her glass and wanted to follow the smell and find the root of the familiar smell.

One step, one probe.

Luo Jin's poetry is like an astringent thief, step by step. She walked towards the card seat next to her. Maybe she was approaching the truth. One, the truth she wants to dig.

His head seemed to hit a soft thing. This breath is also familiar.

"Do you walk in a bar like this? Are there any handsome guys who like you? "

Overhead, there was a wicked and teasing voice. Luo Jinshi stepped back and looked up mechanically. Sure enough, it was this haunting man. Head, wrapped in layers of white gauze. But I don't know how to escape from the hospital.

In the afternoon, it can be regarded as an unhappy parting!

How did this annoying and uncooperative Guy find here? Is that familiar smell coming from here? In this bar, Luo Jinshi feels the familiar feeling! Is it the feeling brought by Ji Shangnan?

Luo Jinshi didn't have time to talk to Ji Shangnan. She thought involuntarily. Ji Shangnan, as for making her so sensitive? But even if it's a coincidence, it's not a coincidence, right? Isn't she not at all fond of Ji Shangnan? How can there be such a familiar feeling?

Luojin's poetry is familiar with Ji Nan Nan, not only is it only the smell of perfume used by Ji Nan Nan?

Just now, she seemed to smell his perfume...

This guy not only stole out of the hospital. At least, Ji Shangnan, who will fall into Luo Jinshi's eyes, has changed into neat clothes and seems to have taken a bath. It's very fragrant and looks refreshing. The smell of Eau De Cologne is all familiar with the smell of Ji Shang Nan.

"Why are you standing there? Seeing me coming, you are so unwelcome and so exclusive? "

Ji Shangnan looked at Luo Jinshi and didn't respond for a long time. He finally asked.

Immediately, Luo Jin's poem was asked by Ji Shangnan and walked towards the sofa opposite Ji Shangnan.

"Did your little nurse know that you stole out of the hospital?"

Luo Jinshi took his own wine glass from Ji Shangnan's front, and there was some red wine in it. Luo Jinshi picked up the wine glass and drank the remaining red wine into the import.

She thought, using this little alcohol to suppress the inexplicable feeling in her heart.

Ji Shangnan summoned a waiter and asked for a cup. He took out the red wine in the ice bucket and poured it for himself. By the way, he also poured it for Luo Jinshi. Then he picked up the cup and shook it gently.

"What's the matter? Who provoked the daughter of Roche? Why did you come out drinking alone? You're a girl. It's dangerous to run out of her stomach. "

Ji Shangnan seemed concerned.

"Are you questioning me? It seems that I still have my own privacy. "

Before that, the strong feeling gradually faded away. However, Luo Jin's poems did not feel lucky because of the fading of this feeling. On the contrary, she has a shadow of uneasiness. Why are you upset? Luo Jin's poem can't answer either.

Ji Shangnan really cares out of kindness.

However, Luo Jin's poems were misunderstood. When kindness is regarded as a donkey's liver and lung, Ji Shangnan is usually unhappy. However, this is an exception. The loss of soul in Luo Jin's poetry made Ji Shangnan feel a burst of tension for no reason.

"I care about you. You are my fiancee."

In the first half of the sentence, Luo Jin's poetry may be moved. However, the last thing I want to hear is this sentence. Even, there are some exclusions.

"What's the matter? Don't admit you're my fiancee? "

Ji Shangnan asked softly. At the same time, he drank a sip of red wine gently.

"Do you really drink? Didn't your little nurse tell you that injured people can't drink. Really, as a nurse, I haven't tried yet... "

The last sentence, Luo Jin's poem was whispered. However, Ji Shangnan heard it.

"Hello, Luo Jinshi, are you jealous? Eating the vinegar of an irrelevant little nurse! So you still like me a little, don't you? "

Ji Shangnan stretched his head and gathered in front of Luo Jin's poem. So close, almost face to face.

"I..."

"Yes, I just like it."

Ji Shangnan danced back into his leather sofa. However, he spoke too fast. However, Luo Jin's poems had not had time to say the last two words! However, the two words are "no".

Luo Jinshi, she doesn't want to like this rogue devil!

"Ji Shangnan, you are really narcissistic!"

Luo Jin completely ignored Ji Shangnan's smart affectation and drank his own wine.

"It's not my narcissism, but my charm is here. No woman can refuse my charm. More... "

What else did Ji Shangnan want to say. However, obviously, Luo Jin's poetry has been very impatient. She took up her glass and drank it again. "Enough, do you really like you? How possible! You don't take a good look at yourself, devil, hooligan. These words are perfectly appropriate to describe you. "

Luo Jin's poem was in a trance. She saw a trace of falling loneliness in Ji Shangnan's eyes.