President,you are sick,needs to be cured!

Awkward.

This is the feeling Wen Zhou wants to express most since he got into the car.

She sat upright and had a sense of restraint when she was stared at by the head teacher in class. Yu Guang glanced at Shang Jing, but found that Shang Jing took out the documents from the documents stacked next to her seat after getting on the bus.

As for the contents of the document, she guessed that it must be related to the K group.

Wen Zhou withdrew his eyes.

After a while, she noticed that Shang Jing still kept her original position and didn't move. At this moment, she felt tight all over and relaxed a little.

She prefers to be ignored and alone in a quiet corner rather than being noticed.

But Shang Jing had documents to concentrate on, but Wen Zhou could only sit without saying a word.

Stiff and straight limbs, gradually relaxed.

In my ear, there was the rustle of a pen when it fell on the document for signature.

After completely relaxing, Wen Zhouzhou smelled a good smell in the car. She searched the source of the taste and thought it was a freshener to improve the smell. As a result, she searched for a long time, and the source was always around her.

It's the smell of Shang Jing.

Very light.

But it smells good.

Nor is it the universal tobacco smell or perfume of men, but a refreshing green grass.

At the same time, from her perspective, although she still can't see Shang Jing's real face clearly, she can only see each other's charming and deep amber pupils and high bridge of nose, but different effects can be seen from different angles.

Last night, the street lights on both sides of the street scattered on his face, which showed that Shang Jing's original cold temperament was more dust-free and indifferent. Now look again, Shang Jing's temperament is still as cold and dust-free as frost and snow, but due to the distance problem, she can see more clearly.

Before, I thought Shang Jing had fair skin, which is the kind of fine white skin that women envy. Now, when I look at it, it's so white that I can't even find any pores.

Moreover, the structure of his eyebrows and eyes is particularly exquisite.

I don't know if it's Wen Zhou's illusion. She caught an extremely gorgeous beauty between Shang Jing's inaccessible eyebrows and eyes.

Shang Jing was devoting herself to dealing with the documents. She didn't have time to talk to her, so she let her thoughts drift away and thought about the painting.

The car gradually moved away from the busy streets and went towards the flat green path.

Shang Jing likes quiet, hates being disturbed, and hates the bustle of busy streets and cities. Therefore, his villa is built far away from the city.

Across rows of lush green trees, to the deepest place is the location of the villa.

After enjoying the scenery along the way, Wen Zhou drew back his eyes from the window.

From the appearance of the villa, it is the European architectural style of the last century.

Stop the car.

She pushed the door open and went down.

Shang Jingguo also got out of the car, walked towards her and said, "Zhou Zhou, this is Shang Jing's villa. You can get along with him here before the wedding."

Wen Zhou didn't know how to answer, so he had to nod and smile.

Then, Shang Jingguo took the note from the housekeeper who followed him, wrote a series of telephone numbers on it and handed it to Wen Zhouzhou: "this is Grandpa's telephone number and the contact information of the old house. If you are bullied, call me."

Wen Zhou didn't refuse the kindness from the old man: "thank you, Grandpa."

After putting away the note, she noticed that Shang Jingguo was still standing where he was. She inevitably felt strange: "Grandpa, don't you go in?"

Shang Jingguo smiled and shook his head. His eyes were mixed with encouragement to her: "grandpa has something to deal with back to his old house, so let's go first."

Wen Zhou: "

At this time, Shang Jing closed the document, took care of the slightly wrinkled cuff of the other arm with her gloved hand, turned her fingertips on the precious Obsidian Cufflinks for a few circles, and then gracefully raised her legs and got off the bus.