Prince Charming,Look at Me

Gao Xun smiles and then wipes it again.

"It's the first time I've ever seen a blind date choose a place like this."

Jiang Li looks at her surroundings. When she looks at Gao Xun again, she can't help laughing.

The man was quite helpless by her smile, shrugged, "I'm not suitable for blind date."

They haven't seen each other for a long time and have a good talk.

After a while, Jiang Li mentioned the woman again, and Gao Xun chuckled.

"The blind date introduced by my mother is said to be the daughter of the president of everything group."

Seeing that he didn't seem to want to say more, Jiang Li stopped asking. As soon as the conversation changed, the atmosphere became relaxed again.

Talk too speculative, and so she inadvertently looked at the eye table, this just stood up.

"Oh, look at my memory. I have an appointment. I'll go first. See you next time."

She apologized to the man with a smile, and then quickly went back to the private room.

Gao Xun's eyes followed her into the room for several seconds before turning around.

Those people in the private room couldn't help it. They thought Jiang Li hadn't come back for such a long time. What happened!

"Sister, where did you get it? It's too long!"

Ou mu, who has been taught a lesson for a long time, is staring at Jiang Li and complaining.

Anyway, this guy is typical of no memory. Just after being beaten, he turns around and forgets.

"Well, I met a friend."

Jiang Li smiles and replies happily.

Friends?

Several other people looked at each other, confused appearance made Jiang Li laugh.

Without the recording, Jiang Li returns to the world of painting, often forgetting to eat and sleep, which makes Lin Yi very worried.

"Eat before you draw! If you live here, I have to guarantee your health first

Lin Yichu is at the door of Jiang Li's studio. He regrets that he made a studio for her on impulse?

Now, she's always in it, saving three meals a day.

Although Lin Yi knows that every painter has such and such quirks, his body is the capital of the revolution. He can't lose all his capital. Do you still think about what he has?

"I see. Just a second, when this picture is finished."

Being urged too many times, Jiang Li had to shout back at the door.

It was probably because so many things happened during the recording that Jiang Li could not stop her brush.

There was a thick pile of paper on the ground, but it didn't seem enough.

When she finally stopped the last stroke, and then satisfied with the work put aside the box, just push the door out of the room.

Her body and mind relaxed, and all the previously blocked senses hit her whole body again, reminding her of her negligence.

Jiang Li hungry chest stick back, quickly came to the refrigerator before turning, difficult turned to the only package of dry noodles.

As for drinking, it seems that only beer is left.

Lin Yi left a note because of the night shift. Jiang Li wandered to the side of the kettle, picked it up and shook it. Except for the sound of water close to the wall of the kettle, there was nothing else.

She pursed her lips and wanted to pick up the water, only to find that she caught up with the water cut-off.

Fortunately, she had made dry noodles before, but her eyes glanced at the beer can, and her expression was a little strange.

Jiang Li rubbed her tummy, which was still gurgling. She was depressed and used wine to satisfy her hunger.

By the time she responded, only a drop or two of the beer was left, sticking to the bottom of the beer and making a tinkling sound.

Jiang Li's complaint has not yet reached the exit, the ceiling light flashed, suddenly fell into the dark.

Without water and electricity?

Terrible!

Because of the power failure, the whole Binshi was completely black.

Jiang Li throws the chopsticks into the garbage can in the dark. She thinks of a guy who can't move in the dark. With a tight brow, she starts to turn over her mobile phone in a hurry.

Murong Hao is still looking at the company's performance, holding his chin in one hand, cautious and serious.

He was startled when the ceiling light went out suddenly, but then he began to relax after the power failure.

After all, it was a rich family. Suddenly, there was a power outage, which lasted only a few minutes, and then it soon resumed its own small power generation.

When Jiang Li broke in by phone, he had already sat in front of the sofa and read two documents.

"Where are you? Are you okay? There is a power failure outside. Do you mind? "

The woman's worry along the invisible telephone line quietly spread to the ear, he bent the corners of his lips, the restlessness in his eyes into joy.

"If you feel really bad, I'll go to you."

Jiang Li impatient finish saying, suddenly propose a way.

The man's previous attacks are still fresh in her memory, so she can't forget them.

In fact, it is only a few seconds past, but in the dark it seems like more than half an hour has passed.Jiang Li and other anxious, just want to speak again, the man over there just slowly said: "forget it, so late, I'm afraid you lost."

She was relieved to see that he still wanted to joke.

"That's fine. If you're not feeling well, please let me know."

Originally planned to hang up in two or three words, but the man began to be dissatisfied after hearing her voice.

Mingming's room was full of orange, but he lied: "you accompany me to sleep, otherwise it's so dark outside..."

Murong Hao deliberately said in a pitiful tone, looking back, the servant had already quietly stepped down after he answered the phone, so he continued to lie.

Dark night, coupled with Jiang Li's worry, also did not find out something wrong, blushed agreed to come down.

The more quiet it is, the more warm the atmosphere will be.

Murong Hao went back to his bedroom with his mobile phone. He put it on his side and turned it on hands-free. He chatted with Jiang Li.

Obviously it is irrelevant, but the two chatted very vigorously.

In this way, the night is good, Jiang Li unconsciously heart also toward Murong Hao a little bit close.

Hamashi's blackout continued until the afternoon of the next day, and I don't know from whom it was spread. Because of the recent big and small disasters, the doomsday theory rose again.

Jiang Li listened to Lin Yi's coming back from the hospital and talked excitedly. She took out her ears.

"Didn't you say 2012 before? It's the end of the day, that day, it won't die! " Lin Yi talked for a long time, only to find that Jiang Li's interest was lacking. He was a little unhappy and said, "did you listen to me?"

"No

probably make complaints about Lin's Tucao, and Jiang Li's crisp answer made her a little confused.

In Jiang Li that eat shriveled, Lin a pressure for a long time mood, still did not slow down.

She is thinking about a good and Jiangli "theory" once, who knows the doorbell so coincidentally rings, interrupted her not yet put into practice.

"Hello, please sign for express delivery."

The courier at the door pressed tightly on the brim of his hat, and his hoarse voice seemed to be caused by too much smoking.

Because Jiang Li has already entered the inner room, Lin Yi can only sign for it for a while, then grabs her hair and goes back to the room and curiously asks someone what he has bought.

Jiang Li has never liked the Internet, but a few days ago she was caught learning Taobao, and now she has really formed a habit. If she has nothing to do, she can go up and look over it.

Just half undressed, hearing Lin Yi's words, she put on her clothes again, and then walked out slowly with a look of doubt.

"I didn't buy anything."

For women, shopping is paradise.

Although spending money is a waste in Jiang Li's opinion, she still likes browsing the web.

Especially like to see those strange little things, she is no exception.

But that's all. For those who buy something, she habitually keeps away from them.

"You didn't buy it. What is it?"

She shoved the mail in her hand to Jiang Li and turned her eyes. "It can't be a courtship letter from an admirer or something, can it?"

As soon as Lin finished, he took a look at the size of the parcel, which was square and square. He could not say it was a box of dove.

Jiang Li glanced at her, admirer or something, naturally it was impossible.

Her social circle is so small that she has no other contact except those she knows.

She weighed a few small e-mail, under the gaze of Lin Yi, her fingers pulled hard to both sides, tearing the envelope of the e-mail in half.

After the dark green lining is opened, the light pink box inside is exposed.

"Open it. Tut Tut, it's pink. It's suspicious! How suspicious

Lin Yi stares at tightly, hand a strength of to Jiang Li in front of compare to row, let her quite helpless.

The pink box, with the light movement of the fingers, gradually exposed the contents in front of them. It turned out to be a tape recorder.

Two people look at each other, who did not expect to be such a result.

The recorder was pressed the play key, continuous rustling noise, as if rubbing in the ear as uncomfortable.

Jiang Li looked at Lin Yi and saw that she had the same expression. She could not help regretting turning on the recorder.

Maybe it's someone else's prank. They take it too seriously.

As time went by, it seemed that there was nothing else in the recorder except the rustle.

Jiang Li couldn't wait. She raised her hand to turn off the machine. At this moment, the voice in the recorder suddenly changed, and then someone rushed into the machine.

"In this meeting, I'm going to kick that kid out of the company completely. You go and prepare. You must not let him come back first. "

The male voice of the tape recorder sounds very neutral, but it's not the voice they both know well.

"And the old guy Murong Feng is so fateful that he can even recover his life from the earthquake. Go and continue to monitor him and come back to tell me about him."

The man's voice obviously became angry, but Jiang Li's eyebrows sank this time."Take your time. You're not sure whether it's true or not. With a tape recorder? It's too hasty. What's more, we don't know who this person is. "

Lin pulled her back with a twist of her eyebrow. She was usually calm and alone. Now she was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

It can only be said that she has deep feelings for Murong Hao.

Jiang Li is pressed to sit on the sofa, a red ear, aware of his recklessness.

"What shall we do? If it's true... "

Lin Yi took the recorder from her hand and looked at it for a while. "Give me this for the time being. I'll let Fang Hao have a look. Is the content fake. Don't tell muronghao that if it's fake, it will only add trouble. "

Seeing Lin go out, Jiang Li sighs.

I hope everything is OK and nothing will go wrong.

The situation of rescue after the earthquake in Beijing has gradually brightened, and the news is full of all kinds of reports about the disaster.

Murong Hao receives a call from his mother every day to report that he is safe. Although he is relieved, he will inevitably want to see with his own eyes if they really want to say that they are safe.

And Jiang Li's relationship in the recent busy gradually eased a lot, for such a situation, Murong Hao satisfaction at the same time is more joy.

He just finished the Hg related matters, ready to go to the vast look, received a phone call from Fang Hao.

In principle, with this guy's temperament, the initiative to call, in addition to business, can only be about Lin Yi.

For now, it seems that neither of them is quite the same.

"What brings you here?"

Murong Hao easily ridicules the long pass, the other side of Fang Hao is a twist eyebrow.

"I'm afraid you'll have to come to the studio."

The man's voice is much lower than usual. He stares at the sound wave curve on the screen and his face is gloomy.

Jiang Li has been worried since Lin Yi took away the recorder.

She was completely at a loss about the people who could send the mail to her.

In the face of why the object is her, in addition to being at a loss, she is more puzzled and always feels that there is something in it.

This is to ask Lin Yi, Fang Hao over there how the progress of the inspection, but just to catch up with her several days of overtime emergency, can only do their own anxious, and no other way.

Murong Hao from received Fang Hao's telephone, in the heart then had the ominous premonition.

The so-called studio is a single room of less than five meters, and even a small one will touch the wall.

Murong Hao rushed in, then slammed the door.