Mr. Ning's little jellybeans got lost

"Master, Liliyuan Shangcao has a team, and the studio is in Zhucheng. I'll go back and investigate the information in more detail."

Because the other party's name was Cheng Li, and because the other party didn't show up at all, Jiang Haiyun was in charge of all external negotiations, so he didn't think about that.

Meng Jing was simply terrified.

If it weren't for the two female staff watching the live broadcast today, then I don't know how long I would have missed it with Miss Jiang Li.

"Grandpa, what about now?"

"back office."

"Ah? Ah, yes."

Meng Jing thought that Ning Xiao would go to Zhucheng immediately, who knows.

That's right, it can't be judged that Cheng Li is Jiang Li.

When he arrived at the company, Ning Xiao asked Meng Jing to show him the itinerary.

"Make time for tomorrow."

"Yes, sir."

Meng Jing obeyed unconditionally.

If it is said that he could still make a few jokes in front of Ning Xiao before, it was not big or small occasionally.

But now, since Jiang Li disappeared, he dared not.

*
Tamaki
At three o'clock in the afternoon, Cheng Li got up after sleeping for four to ten minutes. At this time, she was drawing in her studio.

The entire floor of the office building, [-] square meters, was rented out by them.

A kitchen for live broadcasting, a kitchen for daily use, the staff's office, Cheng Li's office and studio, all classified into different categories.

Unless you are allowed to enter Cheng Li's studio.

Jiang Haiyun was lucky enough to see a painting by Cheng Li, and she was astonished.

At this time, there was a knock on the door of the studio, and Jiang Haiyun stood outside the door.

Every time Cheng Li paints, he enters a state of ecstasy.

Cell phones will not be brought in.

She basically rarely plays with her mobile phone, except during live broadcasts.

Even for interaction, the team selectively interacts with fans.

Occasionally, Cheng Li would go off and go back to play some in person.

Cheng Li frowned.

The dream she had last night reminded her of the past, and she didn't feel very good.

There is no progress in painting today.

Hearing the knock on the door, Cheng Li walked over and opened the door, looking at Jiang Haiyun: "Sister Haiyun, what's the matter?"

"Xiaoli, that brand owner in Nancheng sent another cooperation invitation."

Nancheng?

Cheng Li seemed to be in a trance for a moment, and after a while, she said lightly: "Push it."

"Yes."

Jiang Haiyun didn't dare to ask why.

Cheng Li is very indifferent to fame and wealth.She did this business only because of her love, and because of her love, she achieved the ultimate success.

She actually wanted to ask why, but on Cheng Li's face, she seemed to see a touch of sadness.

The sadness is not very obvious, but your heart seems to be caught at once, and the dull pain comes, making people want to hold Cheng Li in their arms, want to comfort her, and are reluctant to be on her wound at all. Sprinkle salt.

"There will be no live broadcast tomorrow."

After two games in a row, she was a little tired.

"Okay. Then tomorrow, where are you going?"

Cheng Li thought for a while: "I'm going to Xihuashan to take pictures tomorrow. I won't come to the studio tomorrow. If you need anything, call me."

"Okay. Xiaoli, I'll find someone to accompany you tomorrow."

Cheng Li just laughed, and she laughed, with two shallow dimples on the corners of her lips: "No need. In broad daylight, there is nothing to worry about."

"it is good."

*
Xihua Mountain, in a seaside city like Zhucheng, is a mountain that many citizens love to entertain.

Both men, women and children are suitable for climbing, and the difficulty is not very high.

Cheng Li climbed up the mountain, sat in the gazebo, and painted quietly.

It is May, and the mountain breeze is slightly cool, dispelling the heat.

Ning Xiao got down from the car and looked up.

"Master, do you really want to go up the mountain? I heard that Xihua Mountain has several intersections going down the mountain. If you go up and Miss Xiaoli has already gone down the mountain, wouldn't you miss it?"

Ning Xiao just glanced at him indifferently, and Meng Jing immediately stopped talking.

Yesterday Ning Xiao asked him to free up today. It wasn't until he drove to Zhucheng that Meng Jing realized that Ning Xiao didn't care about Jiang Li, but he didn't say it.

Ning Xiao and Meng Jing wore suits and leather shoes to climb the mountain. Among the crowd of climbers in casual clothes, they looked particularly conspicuous and stood out from the crowd.

Everyone wanted to strike up a conversation, but they were scared off by Ning Xiao's aura.

Ning Xiao took off his suit jacket and put it on his arm.

His fit body is unmistakable.

Year-round fitness, this level of hills, can only be said to be a piece of cake.

When he arrived at the pavilion where Cheng Li was, Meng Jing's eyes widened. It was really Jiang Li!

He was so excited that he wanted to shout, but Ning Xiao glanced over with a cold look, and he immediately stopped talking.

At this time, Cheng Li had already drawn his eyes with fascination.

She went up the mountain with an easel on her back and brought colored pencils with her.

In her eyes, everything is so beautiful.

From the angle of the gazebo, one can see an urban area in the west district of Zhucheng and a river meandering away.

She paints quickly, concentrates, and completely forgets herself.

Before she knew it, she had also become a painting in the eyes of others.

Ning Xiao didn't go up to disturb, but sat silently by the side.

When Cheng Li draws, he looks at rivers, mountains and cities, while Ning Xiao looks at Cheng Li, his eyes are bewildered, full of infinite affection, forbearance and restraint.

Cheng Li finished the last stroke.

At this time, the sun was setting to the west, and the setting sun cast a layer of golden light on her body.

Cheng Li lowered his head to pack his things, always feeling that someone beside him had extremely hot eyes, and it was difficult to ignore them.

She turned her head to look, met Ning Xiao's scorching gaze, and suddenly dropped a paintbrush from her hand.

She bent down to pick it up.

Pack the pens one by one.

Meng Jing looked at all this and was extremely anxious.

After three years of absence, shouldn't it be Ning Xiao who rushes up directly, regardless of 21, [-], and hugs him first?
How long are these two going to be in this stalemate?

Meng Jing said, "Miss Jiang Li, long time no see."

Cheng Li raised his eyes and smiled slightly: "Hello, sir, my name is Cheng Li. The word for He is Cheng, and the word for Cao is Li."

She smiled so beautifully that she felt that the smile was more dazzling than the sun, and the pear dimples on the corners of her lips were so sweet that people wanted to be intoxicated.

Meng Jing wanted to say something more, but Ning Xiao had already stretched out his hand: "Hello, Miss Cheng, my name is Ning Xiao, and the word Xue is Xiao."

Cheng Li looked at this hand with sharp bones, hesitated for a moment, and stretched out his hand.

Ning Xiao gave her a gentle grip politely and restrainedly, resisting the desire to hold her in his arms.

The peach petal tattoo on her neck is gone, and there seems to be no trace left on it.

Cheng Li put away all his things, and was about to carry them on his back when a big hand stretched out, and Ning Xiao had already carried the things on his back naturally.

Cheng Li was a little surprised: "Mr. Ning?"

Her pupils moved slightly, her eyes were crystal clear.

Ning Xiao's Adam's apple rolled slightly: "I watched your live broadcast and wanted to cooperate with you, but you refused, so I had to come to visit in person and sincerely want to cooperate with you. It's nothing to please my future partners Question?"

After speaking, he stood up and carried the toolbox Cheng Li brought on his back.

Ning Xiao, who is so precious, has never carried heavy things with those hands. He has someone to serve him at any time, and he doesn't even have to open the car door himself. At this time, he carried the toolbox on his back.

Meng Jing just wanted to say that he was going to recite, but Ning Xiao stopped him with a look.