Systematic Director’s Tender Love

Two weeks later, Zhao Donghan went to school to pack up his things, put a few useful books in a paper bag, and gave the rest to the students.

Carrying the big paper bag, when she passed the hairdresser again, she saw a man and woman pulling and pulling, seeming to be arguing about something.

The girl was dressed in fashion, her hair was dyed burgundy, her skin was white, and her figure was good. Zhao Donghan didn't know her. The boy wears a light-colored T-shirt, low-rise denim trousers, and a pair of traveling shoes under his feet. Her lips pressed tightly, her expression a little impatient, it was Ouyang Tian.

The girl pulled his arm affectionately, and whispered:

"Every time I come here, I want to see you and take care of your business. Can't you talk to me for a while?"

"I still have to go to work, I don't have time to accompany you. When the manager finds out chatting, I will be punished. Sorry, I missed my company first."

He took a step back, ready to turn and leave. The evasive action was very obvious, and his eyes were light and cold.

Zhao Donghan had never seen Ouyang Tian with such an indifferent attitude.

In the first two meetings, he always said something ambiguous and ridiculous to her; seeing him being entangled this time, she felt fresh and interesting in her heart. He couldn't help but stop his steps, holding his shoulders with his hands, watching the excitement beside him.

"Wait!" The girl took a few steps, stretched out her hands a little angrily, stopped in front of Ouyang Tian, ​​and said as if she was willing to go, "Ouyang Tian, ​​tell you the truth, sister is interested in you, I want you Be my boyfriend.

If you stay with me in the future, you can go to work in my dad’s company, and you don’t have to stay in this small shop anymore. You will suffer all day long. In a word, can you say yes? "

"Miss Sun, thank you for your kindness. Unfortunately, you are not my type, so I refuse."

Not wanting to have a head-on conflict with the customer, he gritted his teeth, resisted the boredom in his heart, and told her clearly.

"I don't believe it! You can't even look down on me for such a beautiful type, so what do you like? Today, if you can't tell me what you are here, I won't let you go!"

The girl looked at him stubbornly, seeing the posture, as if she must ask for a result.

Ouyang Tian twisted his eyebrows helplessly, turning his head away, just in time to catch a glimpse of Zhao Donghan, who was standing not far away, watching the lively and looking vigorously.

At this moment, his expression immediately became agile. He lifted his chin slightly and stared at her faintly, with a slight narrowing in his eyes.

Ouyang Tian's bright eyes gave her an ominous sense of language.

Sure enough, in the next second, Zhao Donghan saw the boy slowly raising his right hand, pointing in her direction, and saying every word:

"She is the type I like. And you, less than one percent of her appearance, how could I choose you?"

What he said was to the girl in front of him, but his gaze never looked away from Zhao Donghan's face.

After hearing this, the girl's gaze shot towards Zhao Donghan like a knife. As if she was rejected, it was Zhao Donghan's fault.

Zhao Donghan raised his bare hands and rubbed his swollen temples.

This little brother, don't transfer hatred like this.

She happened to pass by here, just a melon-eater who didn't know the truth. He wants to reject anyone, so he just rejects it. Why does it involve her? Anyway, she helped him, how did he repay her?

The story of Mr. Dong Guo and the wolf, the farmer and the snake flashed through Zhao Donghan's mind instantly.

Later, after the two officially communicated, Zhao Donghan gently put his head on his shoulder and asked inexplicably:

"I think you are always cold and indifferent to others. Why is it so abnormal only in front of me? It's like a different person."

"Of course it's because... you look so good!"

He glanced at her and took her shoulders with a petting smile in his eyes.

"Come on! Are you from the Appearance Association? To be serious, answer honestly!"

She deliberately raised her face, but her heart was filled with sweetness.

"Okay!" Then he squeezed her catkins tightly, blinked and confessed honestly, "Actually, since the first time I saw you, I was attracted by your calm temperament. Your performance is too calm, always It doesn’t change like that, and people can’t help but want to tease you, hoping to see you panicked."

"naive!"

She straightened up and wanted to stand up, but he held her arms in her arms. A clean and nice voice rang in her ears.

What was said is still as rude as before:

"I'm so naive, don't you like it too tightly?"

The temperature in his arms seemed to remain on her.

At this moment, Zhao Donghan was standing in the corridor, encircling his body, his eyes still on the elevator door that had been closed. In my mind, scene after scene of the past is broadcast quickly like a revolving lantern.

"Ouyang Tian..."

Zhao Donghan murmured, reading the name of his first love.

The misunderstanding just now evoked her memories easily. When they met for the last time, the boy smiled and turned away from the back, vividly, and coincided with the scene before him.

Zhao Donghan was immersed in the memory, and Chu Che next to him fell into grief, and Xu Jie was surrounded by angry emotions.

The few people in the hallway had their own concerns, but they didn't even speak for a while.

Li Ye could only hear the painful moan in the private room. Zhao Donghan's kick just now was obviously not weak, and after so long, he has not been able to heal it. Reluctantly got up and walked two steps, he lay down on the sofa and began to gasp.

There is a waiter, holding a tray, passing by three people. There was a large bowl on the tray, full of soup, steaming. Next to the big bowl, there are two pairs of chopsticks, a fork and a spoon.

No one expected that Xu Jie suddenly moved. She picked up the soup bowl from the tray and threw it at Zhao Donghan who was in a daze.

If it is the usual Zhao Donghan, he can completely avoid it. In fact, when she was using words to stimulate Xu Jie just now, she was just preventing the other party from jumping over the wall.

No, I met a man whose back looks exactly like Ouyang Tian and brought her thoughts to the past. As a result, it slowed her reaction.

When she discovered that someone was attacking, it was too late to dodge. A pot of hot soup that was nearly forty or fifty degrees Celsius happened to be splashed on Zhao Donghan's face.

She tilted her face instinctively, but she was still not spared. Vegetable leaves and meatballs smeared her face and her sight was blocked.

Xu Jie didn't hesitate. After pouring out the hot soup, he immediately threw the soup bowl aside. Grabbing the fork in the tray again, he followed a step forward, moving quickly and smoothly. While Zhao Donghan raised his hand to fetch the vegetable leaves from his eyes, Xu Jie raised his fork and stab her in the face.

Zhao Donghan was thinking about other things just now, so he took a back seat, and now he has completely recovered. If Xu Jie wanted to deal with her, it would not go so smoothly.

As soon as she took off the things on her face, she found that Xu Jie was holding a dazzling sharp weapon in her hand, attacking her front door, and quickly withdrew and took a step back.

After being able to escape this fork, Zhao Donghan tripped over something under his feet and fell to the ground.