Quick Transmute: Chasing Wife 101 Times

Chapter 74 Don't tease me, CEO (fifteen)

After hearing Yao An's words, Zong Ze didn't speak for a long time, his face was not very good-looking, and he said coldly, "I see", then turned back to the office and let Yao An continue his work.

I didn't ask much else, and didn't show any attitude.

But... special assistant Yao felt that Boss's thoughts were all written on his face, didn't he just feel like he liked him!
Although I don't know why the boss doesn't show it at all, because he has never seen the boss in love before, so he has no idea that he is the type he secretly likes.

Before, he once thought that Zong always had to study the return on investment even when he got married.

But after a while, Special Assistant Yao discovered that Zong Zong still had no love-seeking actions, what to do, work, and Liu Man'er only had normal work interactions and chats, and they were even very cold for a few days. Do not squint.

He didn't even look at other girls at all.

In fact, those few days were all because of Zongze's shameful dreams at night...he had to be more restrained during the day.

There are some things that are difficult to endure even if you want to control them.

The more forbearing you are, the more terrifying it will erupt.

And that day, no matter sooner or later, will always come - for Zong Ze and Liu Man'er, it is the same.

end of October.

The company has a dinner party, which is half a celebration banquet. In order to reward everyone, Zongze chose a clubhouse, which was reserved.When I went inside, I felt that it was really extravagant.

It was already evening, and the sky gradually turned from lake blue to cobalt blue, and the light from the glass windows shone brightly throughout the night.

Entering the mansion remodeled by the designer is like entering the ambiguous space in "In the Mood for Love", like a maze.The decoration and furnishings have an ancient taste, and they are also expensive and luxurious at a glance, allowing people to see the limit of human beings' exquisite carvings.

The men and women who come here are all bright and modern people, with modern brocade clothes, suits, ties, chiffon, high heels, and jewelry hidden somewhere on the body that sparkles and sways, reflecting the charming brilliance.

The mead was swirling in the crystal glass.

After drinking for half a tour, many people are already drunk, the venue is open, and it is a semi-self-help form. Everyone sits or stands, and the familiar chats with the familiar, and some of them are already flushed and their eyes are dim.

No one noticed that Zong Ze didn't come to join in the excitement.

He came late, perhaps on purpose, or perhaps unintentionally. After arriving, he stood at the dark edge of the crowd. He didn't drink. He only took some dessert to eat. He cut off half of the cake with his fork and put it aside casually. Then he secretly looked at her - Liu Man'er.

Today she wore a silk suspender skirt with a light gray cashmere shawl casually thrown over it. The skirt was white, as soft as a cloud, graceful and light. The hem of the skirt fell to her knees, exposing a section of her calf. She leaned against the burgundy sofa. Skin has an alluring, creamy glow.

She is beautiful tonight.

And wine is the elixir of beauty.

She seemed to have drunk a little too much. She looked lazily when she raised her eyes. Her eyes were misty and moist, and there was a soft and sweet smile on her lips. She held the hand of the girl next to her and entwined it with her in a charming and charming manner.

At this moment, all the beauty here seems to be just a pretense, only her, lively and fragrant,

Just looking at her, Zong Ze felt that his heart was burning, and he was restless.

He can blur, deceive his own brain, don't want to break, don't talk about breaking.

But he couldn't contain his body's instinctive reaction.

Moreover, the more you try to resist, the more clearly it will jump out and tell you plainly that it cannot be avoided.

He was silent and quiet, but inside his skin, there was a turbulent undercurrent, which could not be stopped day and night.

Zong Ze turned around and walked out of the room, went down the corridor, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, knocked out a cigarette, lit it, and it flickered.

In the silver-blue night, there was the sound of insects chirping.

The withered wisteria on the corridor hangs silently, casting fine shadows. Now is the season of roses, and the dark fragrance floats.

After smoking for a while, Zong Ze suddenly heard the sound of footsteps.

It's high heels.

In an instant, he calmed down his dazed expression, regained his former calmness and gentleness, and looked sideways——

But found that it was her.

His eyes flickered slightly, his body was stiff, his fingers were drooping, and he subconsciously wanted to find something to put out the cigarette, feeling a little sorry—he was like a young boy who was afraid that his girlfriend would find him smoking, and he was also afraid of being hated.

I want to explain it, but I don’t know where to explain it, and it’s even more inappropriate.

"Is it Camellia?" she asked softly.

Zongze was slightly startled: "You know..."

"Yeah." Liu Man'er nodded slightly, her voice gentle and drunken, "My friend likes to smoke this."

Camellia smoke, a faint tobacco aroma, mixed with green plum fruit aroma, sweet.

Very Chinese light aroma.

Jing Shan occasionally smokes, but Liu Man'er still remembers the appearance of the cigarette case, Tang Yin wrote the word "Camellia", a pearl white shell, and two lines of poems engraved on the shell: When I first met Jun, it was like returning home with an old friend.very beautiful.

"Meeting you for the first time is like returning to an old friend..."

She raised her eyes to look at the moonlight, and whispered, in the silent night, every sentence drifted away loosely.

Zongze couldn't look away from her. A light fell on the side of her face, illuminating her slender chin. The stars melted in her eyes. He knew that she must be drunk to speak like this, but... …He is very satisfied with the current situation.

"Do you know what the next two sentences are?"

"what."

"At the end of the world, the bright moon is new, and the morning and evening are the most lovesick."

She turned her head to look at him, the corners of her lips were slightly hooked, her eyebrows and eyes were slightly curved, like a crescent moon, extremely tender.

The wind in autumn night seems to become lingering.

And he failed miserably.

was crushed.

She was like this, looking at him seriously with bright eyes, while he was standing here upright, but his heart had already knelt down, wishing he could dig it out and put it in her palm.

"I want to go back." She murmured coquettishly, without beginning or end.

The more excited his heart was, the calmer Zong Ze became.

He drooped his lower eyelids, hiding the dark fire in his eyes, and said in a gloomy voice, "Then I'll take you back."

The remaining rationality made Liu Man'er sober for a moment. At this moment, she hesitated for a while, but this time did not last long. Under the influence of alcohol and the feeling of love inflated at the bottom of her heart——she nodded .

"Yeah." Jiaojiao soft tone.

When she was drunk, she was more delicate and alluring than usual.

Zong Ze felt that he was hovering on the edge of madness, but he still felt that he was sober, he knew what he was doing, what his body was doing, and even drove the car smoothly to take her downstairs to her house.

This is his second time here.

But it was a completely different situation from the first time. He got out of the car to see her off.

(End of this chapter)