Mr.president, you are too gentle

The heart suddenly jumped up like all the girls. Fu Xiaoxiao pressed down the inexplicable palpitation in his heart and couldn't help but secretly looked up at Cheng shaozhao opposite.

Cheng shaozhao just reached for the cup and drank a sip of water. He raised his eyebrows slightly. The sun cast a thick silhouette on the side of his tall nose. His chin line is firm. He always shows that strangers are not close, and his sideburns are sharp and stylish.

It's like being hit in the heart, paying a small heart, a whole contraction. She calmed down, looked up seriously, endured the beauty of the prosperous age, didn't know it, just bowed her head and ate breakfast quietly.

Fu Xiaoxiao's heart beats faster, a little more than the initial uneasiness. He is careful, as if he is secretly seeing some peerless treasure, and he doesn't dare to say it to others.

Suddenly, I didn't want to go to school. I felt how lucky I was to have dinner with such a perfect man. Fu Xiaoxiao was deeply fascinated by his eyebrows, his eyes, his every move, and the aura that strangers were not close to him.

Fu Xiaoxiao's hand was a tablecloth under the dining table, and her fingernails rubbed into the palm of her hand through the thin tablecloth. The tingling made Fu Xiaoxiao wake up. She cursed in her heart how she could be such a flower maniac, so she was suddenly fascinated by this face.

You need to know what kind of existence Cheng shaozhao is. He is not only superior, but also just found out that he is bearing another identity. He is actually a man who wants to cheat on himself in the hotel that day. That day, his evil spirit, carelessness and overbearing tone were still in his ears, as if he could remember.

The fear Cheng shaozhao brought to him that day hasn't disappeared yet. He is crazy about flowers because of this face. Is it true that he doesn't hit the south wall and doesn't look back? Fu Xiaoxiao hates himself for being so disheartened.

The angel earring with feathers was tightly held in his right hand. It was his own exclusive memory, but it was privately occupied by this man for so long.

In fact, Fu Xiaoxiao doesn't understand why Cheng shaozhao left this earring in the drawer. If he just accidentally found it that day, he can throw it into the trash can and ignore it.

But fortunately, he didn't throw it away. This earring carries too many things. He doesn't want to lose this earring.

Fu Xiaoxiao bowed her head. Cheng shaozhao suddenly changed from the elegant warm man to the devil in the dim light of the hotel that day. She pinched her hand and palm to remind herself not to be confused by this appearance.

There is a saying in Kyoto, that is, I would rather kill Yama than provoke Cheng shaozhao. This young man's comments throughout Jingdong are like this. He is a living hell. Then his aura and his behavior can be seen.

Fu Xiaoxiao's earring was severely pinched in the palm of his hand. The palm of his sharp ear was a little painful. Fu Xiaoxiao lowered his eyebrows and eyes, but his face changed. He really hated his lack of morale. He still sat here, but he couldn't say a word of rejection to Cheng shaozhao.

Although his stomach was still growling, Fu Xiaoxiao couldn't eat his favorite rich breakfast.