President,you are sick,needs to be cured!

Wen Zhou disagreed. Although she knew that what Shang Jing said was true and that Shang Jing didn't want her to be too tired, she insisted: "work is what I like, just as you like developing games."

She won't give in on this matter.

Although the life of mixed eating and waiting for death is very good, she still likes to have a certain economic strength.

Besides, she hopes to buy things for him with what she earns with her own hands.

He wants to take care of her, and she wants to take care of him.

The original painter is her ideal career and the goal she wants to strive for. She won't give up because of who.

Shang Jing understood her determination: "OK."

He respects Zhou Zhou.

As long as she likes it.

Wen Zhou narrowed her eyes and smiled. She took two mouthfuls of hot soup and touched Shang Jing's head.

Her Shangjing family is really becoming more and more lovely.

It's still cloudy and rainy outside.

The rain gradually decreased.

In the evening, the rain outside suddenly increased.

Wen Zhou is studying a new painting manuscript, and on the ground, there are piles of waste paper thrown out by her.

The sound of rain falling on the glass outside the window could not disturb her thoughts.

When she is working, her mind will be completely immersed in it.

Shang Jing ordered the hotel staff to temporarily find an office in the hall.

His purpose of coming to T country has not changed, and he will not forget that there are a lot of documents to be processed in the past few days delayed by the Han family.

When Wen Zhou was busy doing his own things, Shang Jing was also completing his things. Only occasionally, he raised his eyes and looked at Wen Zhou after work.

Every week at work, people are full of irresistible charm.

She wants to be better and better, and he wants to be stronger.

Only in this way can things like the Han family be avoided from happening again.

Wen Zhou failed to find inspiration, so she put down her brush. She turned on the TV. As a result, the news about the Han family was reported on it. One of the media captured the picture, which was the scene of the arrest of old lady Han.

The Han family affair has come to an end.

Next, Han Ziyan will face ups and downs. I believe that with Han Ziyan's ability, it is only a matter of time and night to get through the storm, let alone Han Zigu around her.

The rain outside the window continued.

Wen Zhou, who had not been able to find inspiration, was a little upset, but listening to the rain outside and Shang Jing's perfect profile, her originally upset mood was smoothed bit by bit.

She enjoys such a quiet and plain daily life.

This is the life she wants.

I used to listen to some girls get together to chat. Many of them like vigorous feelings and fantasize about the future object and life they like.

At that time, Wen Zhou's idea was to get out of the control of the Korean family and continue to do what he wanted to do.

However, she met Shang Jing.

After meeting Shang Jing, she gradually understood what she wanted to live and who she liked.

Perhaps, Shang Jing is very different from ordinary people in character, but in her eyes, such Shang Jing is more real.

Aware of her gentle and clear eyes, Shang Jing stopped her work, closed the documents, picked up the paper balls she threw on the ground one by one, and then sat next to her and spread them out.

They are half painted and abandoned manuscripts.

Recalling her staring at his absent-minded behavior, Shang Jing raised her hand to tidy up her scattered hair: "Zhou Zhou, what were you thinking just now?"

Wen Zhou looked out the window at the rain and the gray weather: "I miss Mu city and grandpa, so I was just thinking, when will the rain end?"

Judging from the current rain, there should be water everywhere in T country.

At this speed, I believe that even if the rain can stop tomorrow, many places in T country should be flooded by the heavy rain.

She and Shang Jing want to go back to Mucheng as soon as possible. It is estimated that they will have to wait a few days.

Shang Jing still has something to do here. Even without the heavy rain, she still needs to stay for a period of time: "I will finish the work here as soon as possible."

His words made Wen Zhou understand immediately.

Wen Zhou knows that these things can't be in a hurry, especially the things that Shangjing needs to deal with will have a significant impact on the future development of K group.

Although she really wants to go back, she doesn't want Shang Jing to be too tired to rest in order to catch up with the progress: "don't worry."

His body is the most important.

Moreover, Shang Jing's return this time will probably hurt Shang Jingguo for a long time.

He really lost a lot of weight.

Thinking of this, Wen Zhou's disgust with old lady Han is one more point.

Then she changed the topic: "wait a few days, let's go and choose a gift for Grandpa."

Shang Jing would not refuse her proposal: "OK."

He is very close to her.

Such a distance is dangerous.

Gradually, Shang Jing's eyes involuntarily fell on her full lips.

In the throat, there was a familiar dry heat.

The body temperature is also gradually warming up.

Suddenly, he gently clasped the back of her head and pushed her to the front.

In such a posture, only with a little more strength, they can hug. His deep eyes are quiet, and his low and clear voice becomes dull: "Zhou Zhou, I'm hungry."

Wen Zhou didn't notice how close their posture was, nor did he notice that the danger was approaching step by step. He blinked innocently: "do you want me to cook something for you?"

She has time.

It's no problem to make some simple pasta.

And she didn't have a clue about creating characters for a long time. At this time, finding something to do can kill time.

She finished and was about to get up.

Shang Jing stretched out her hand and pressed her thin shoulder. A touch of non gorgeous but beautiful crimson appeared in the corners of her eyes. The deep orbital waves floated: "I want to eat something else."

Wen Zhou still didn't respond: "fruit?"

Shang Jing: "No."

Wen Zhou: "that's..."

Before she finished, her cherry lips were strongly blocked by him.

Wen Zhou: "

Dong Dong

Outside the door.

The female staff of the two hotels waited outside. After knocking on the door several times without results, they were about to give up, but when they left, they heard the ambiguous news from inside.

They looked at each other and their cheeks turned red: "..."

It seems that they came at a bad time.