Mr.president, you are too gentle

Just now, she wholeheartedly persuaded Fu Xiaoxiao to participate in this Jenny competition, but she ignored her situation at that time. Messy clothes, empty wallets hurried out of the bar, and even his mobile phone were just Cheng shaozhao's careful help to charge the battery last night.

With the downpour outside, her thoughts came back bit by bit. Cheng shaozhao pressed his eyes with both hands. In the darkness, the girl smiled like a new Gardenia on the branch.

He shouldn't let go like that. Cheng shaozhao was a little annoyed in his heart.

There are probably no cars near the Jingyuan. The people under the Imperial City have a natural and open-minded way of life. This rare rainstorm weather can rest even more.

People in Kyoto naturally have such a leisurely attitude from their bones. It rained when it rained, just stealing a half day's leisure. People are born for joy. It's better to stay at home and listen to the rain in this weather.

Even taxi drivers are mostly like this. On the bustling highway, it is always much lighter because of rainy days. Those yellow taxis with different license plates seemed to dissipate a lot in a rain.

It's sunny after the rain, when the humidity on the road hasn't dissipated. Yellow taxis have already taken the license plate with the prefix of Beijing. One by one, they don't know where to come out. They continue to occupy the streets of Kyoto and become crowded again.

But in any case, you can't get a car at the gate of Jingyuan in this weather.

Cheng shaozhao grew up in the villa area, where all the neighbors praised him again and again. Praise is just a few repeated words. It's nothing more than being careful, considerate, ambitious and thoughtful.

The boy's milk like skin was always pinched by adults, and then looked at his clear eyes and praised him for being a comprehensive little childe.

However, this is Cheng shaozhao. He has always done things without mistakes, even perfect Cheng shaozhao. He can easily see what's on your mind at a glance, and then handle everything properly.

Today, Cheng shaozhao is annoyed for the first time. Why is his thinking so incomplete? Why let that woman leave the garden like this? Why didn't you consider the inconvenient traffic in Jingyuan?

The Obsidian eyes were gradually stained with some annoyance, which made Cheng shaozhao's face colder than usual.

The driver in front could vaguely feel the wrong mood of the president behind him. He took a sneak look at the back from the front mirror and just bumped into a pair of cold eyes with ice.

The gas field was two meters and eight meters, which made the little driver tremble. Silently focus on driving, don't look back, and shrink back, for fear of being affected by the fish in the pond.

If he takes another look at Cheng shaozhao, he will be surprised to find that there is still some embarrassment in the man's eyes.

The rain outside grew stronger, and the bean like raindrops crackled on the car window, forming a deeper curtain.

The dense curtain blocked the humid weather outside, the gray sky, and even the smog that could not dissipate all year round in Kyoto.