President's Single-minded Love

Yan xiaonuo took over the file box and looked at it carefully, and then put it away. He had a general understanding of the registration process.

Xuanji's wife said with a smile, "you don't have to worry about your studies. You should finish the final exam first."

Yan xiaonuo nodded with a smile and said, "the exam will be finished in two days."

"Take back the file box and ask me if you don't understand it." Mrs. Xuanji has a warm smile and a gentle voice.

Yan xiaonuo thanks again and again, nods to Jian Ming, and then walks out with the file box.

When she got down the elevator and went downstairs, she saw Messi in the car waiting for her.

The window slowly fell down, and Messier's face appeared in front of her.

"Get in the car." His voice was deep and magnetic.

Yan xiaonuo looked around, found no one, she just opened the door.

Moxi definitely held her in his arms and asked softly, "did Xiaoxuan give you everything?"

Yan xiaonuo nodded and said, "all given. I plan to design jewelry. What do you think is better for me to design?"

"You have just designed a pearl crown for Queen Elena. You have already become famous in the jewelry industry. If you can take advantage of the success, it will certainly help to win the red dot award."

Yan xiaonuo laughed, "you can see it."

"Don't I know what you think? You can design what you want, and what others give you is always just advice. "

Yanxiaonuo nodded and admitted that what Messi had said was right.

Mercy definitely rubbed her hair and said, "don't think so much in these two days. Let's talk about it after the exam."

"I think so." Yan xiaonuo side said, while putting his head on his shoulder, the voice also relaxed down, "after the exam on the holiday."

"Do you have any plans for your holiday

Yan xiaonuo replied with a smile: "not to prepare the design of the red dot award?"

There is still a dark eye

Yan xiaonuo's voice also went down, said: "there is, the Chinese New Year is coming soon, and I want to go home with my grandmother."

Before the words were finished, the pink lips were blocked.

Mo xijue's kiss is deep and warm. Yan xiaonuo only feels that he is totally powerless to resist him kissing her like this. He just feels that the sky is spinning.

All of a sudden he let go of her, his eager eyes lingered on her pink face, and asked, "isn't there any arrangement with me?"

Yan xiaonuo's eyelashes flashed and whispered, "don't you go back for the Spring Festival?"

"Spring Festival is just a few days." "You have a long winter vacation. You don't have to lock yourself in every day to design jewelry," she said

Yan xiaonuo's eyes are bright, and his face is crystal clear, and his voice is sweet: "the red dot award is very difficult. If I don't work hard, in case of failure, I won't..."

She didn't go on and stopped suddenly.

Mozi definitely picked his eyebrows, and his voice was full of banter: "what is it?"

Yan xiaonuo's black eyes turned, "that's what."

"What's that?" she said? Tell me about it. "

"Did you forget it yourself?" Yan xiaonuo didn't answer his question and deliberately teased him.

"Do you all learn to tease me now?" flashed a bright flame in his eyes

Yan xiaonuo's face rubbed red and said, "I don't have it. I just talk about it casually."

He brushed her hair in front of her forehead, gave her a gentle kiss on her smooth forehead, and said, "I like you so much. I feel like that's the real you."

Yan xiaonuo's heart suddenly jumped, and now she is speaking more and more unscrupulously in front of Messi decision. She has not found this point herself.

"After you win the red dot, don't forget our agreement," he said softly

Yan xiaonuo gently closed his eyes, the voice is not his own, "I know."

Mercy never found anything strange in her voice. Perhaps the feeling of extreme joy had paralyzed his keen nerves.

Back at Heng'an villa, Yan xiaonuo put the file box given to her by Madame Xuanji in the drawer, and began to review the exam nervously.

In fact, although she missed several classes in this semester's course, she could not beat her. Later, she tried to squeeze out a lot of time to make up for her lessons.

In fact, she should thank Fu Jingyao for these neat notes. If she didn't lend her own notes, she was afraid that review would add a lot of difficulties.

Yan xiaonuo is absorbed in looking at these notes. In fact, these are very familiar in her mind, but she just feels like she still has a lot of things that won't happen.It is estimated that this is still the sequela left by senior three.

Compared with yanxiaonuo's busy schedule, Messi is much more elegant and leisurely. He is choosing clothes for tomorrow's staff commendation meeting.

Dark blue windbreaker, pure black trousers, he looked at himself in the mirror, but still felt that there was some space in his neck.

He opened the drawers in the wardrobe, and there were scarves that Yan xiaonuo had knitted for him.

Without any hesitation, he immediately took out the scarf and compared it. No matter from what aspect, it was a perfect match.

The only problem is that he doesn't wear a scarf.

He always felt that he was not so perfect when he wore it on his left. In the end, he decided that he was tired and had to take a scarf to find Yan xiaonuo.

In front of the desk in the master bedroom, the light of the desk lamp is very bright. Yan xiaonuo sits on the chair and reviews his notes carefully. She doesn't even notice that Mo xijue walks behind her.

Yan xiaonuo is quietly reciting the key points in front of the notes, but she always feels that there is breathing behind her.

Isn't Messi in the cloakroom next door, that breath?

Yan xiaonuo's back immediately got a layer of goose bumps, but she still couldn't help her curiosity and turned back slowly.

Messi stood still behind her, with a scarf in his hand, and his black eyes looked at her like that.

Yan xiaonuo didn't accept his present image for a moment and screamed.

The sound was so penetrating that it went up into the sky. Mercy felt that if there was a ghost nearby, she would have been scared away by her scream.

"What's your name?" Mercy felt that she was going to deafen his ears.

Yan xiaonuo obviously has not returned to God, subconsciously replied: "my name is Yan..."

Mercy immediately interrupted her and asked, frowning, "am I so terrible? Scared out of your IQ? "

Yan xiaonuo patted his chest, but he was still frightened. He said weakly, "do you know that people will scare people to death, but you stand behind me for no reason and don't speak."

Mercy coughed softly and said faintly, "I see you are reviewing carefully, so I don't have the heart to disturb you."

Yan xiaonuo looked at him for a while and asked, "are you looking for me for something?"

Mercy never answered her immediately, but there was a certain awkwardness in his eyes.

Yan xiaonuo was more unclear, so he asked, "don't tell me you're going to hide behind me if you're OK. You're too bored."

"I'm looking for you for something," he said He raised the scarf in his hand and asked, "how should I wear this one?"

Yan xiaonuo opened his eyes and asked, "how can you tangle this problem now?"

"There will be a staff commendation meeting tomorrow. I'm matching clothes. I haven't worn a scarf. I don't know how to wear it."

Yan xiaonuo helped his forehead and said helplessly: "if you can't wear it, you can't wear it. You have so many clothes, so it's OK to change a dress."

Messi immediately protested: "no! I just want to wear the scarf you knitted for me

Yan xiaonuo sighed, just want to quickly solve the problem in front of her, she had to go forward and help him wear a scarf.

Mo Xi decided to look at himself in the mirror, nodded with satisfaction and asked Yan xiaonuo: "are you a man particularly handsome?"

Yan xiaonuo's face did not know how to be red, murmured in a low voice: "not only handsome, but also very narcissistic."

"As I said, this young master has the capital of narcissism." "Really, for the first time, I thought I was really good-looking. Do you know why?"

Yan xiaonuo asked casually, "why?"

Mercy said with a smile, "guess?"

"Your face and your body."

"No

"You have hundreds of thousands of windbreaker and trousers on you."

"No

"What is that?"

Messi put his slender hand on the scarf and said solemnly, "it's a scarf."

Yan xiaonuo only felt that his heart was suddenly thrown into a stone, splashed with water, while rippling to open a circle of ripples.

Her face was red and her hair was hot, and she looked down at the pattern of the white kitten on her fur slippers.

"Come on, don't be shy," mursey said softly, holding her in his arms

Yan xiaonuo raised his head, took a deep breath and said, "I'll help you tidy up your scarf. You see, it's not ready yet."

Messi never said a word, let her tidy up the folds on her scarf, and enjoy the warm and quiet time.

In fact, mosey never wore this scarf since he took it back to Heng'an villa. The servant responsible for cleaning was also specially instructed to take good care of the scarf. Where would the wrinkles come from?Yan xiaonuo just used it to cover up her shyness.

Messi reached out and grabbed her busy little hand. She lowered her head and gently kissed her white fingers.

Yan xiaonuo only felt a slight itch coming from her fingertips. This itch was like countless small insects, which had penetrated into her heart, making her body a little shaky and unable to stand.