All The Male Leads Have Blackened

There are seven or eight bottles of wine on the table in the box of the nightclub. The glasses are staggered and filled with various wines. The sound of music explodes and stimulates the eardrum.

The lights flickered and dazzled.

Suddenly walked into a young man, wearing a rivet leather jacket, a pair of shorts worthy of covering the thigh, and the heel of the foot was five centimeters thick. A belt was dangled brightly around the waist. The forehead hair was combed high and shaped with hair spray.

Nails nailed three or four, a look of the elder brother his second child.

Hold your head high and be particularly imposing.

Grin and took a cool breath to sit on the deck, took the wine glass on the table and drank it, and the spirits went into the throat, unhurriedly, just waiting to pour the second glass.

Was taken away.

As soon as Zhu Fengfeng turned his head, the mouth did not swallow and almost choked. An Zeru's face was as black as the bottom of the pot, his chin was stretched, his teeth were desperately glaring, his eyes stared at him like a knife.

He cleared his throat uncomfortably, raised his brow, and then whistleed, "It's not that I provoked you, it's bad at me."

An Zeru leaned on the back of his chair, his legs stretched out, his chin lifted slightly, and he snorted. His anger was still undiminished: "You have a good memory. Whoever patted me on the chest promised to check the person from?"

Zhu Fengfeng touched his nose, but he didn't know that others had prepared it. Carrying the license plate number to search, the result was a car rental company, and then turned over the customer form.

An old woman's ID was hired for three hundred yuan.

He leaned over and drew An Zeru's neck: "Well, did the woman look after you? It took so much thought."

An Zeru suddenly wrinkled her face, pushed her hand away, moved her hips aside, took a glass of wine, and drank a few sips: "Come less and complain here."

Her eyelashes were down, the muscles on her arms were tight, the tip of her tongue was against her upper teeth, her breathing was particularly loud, and she was drunk.

His appearance really made Zhu Fengfeng curious.

Just knowing that someone has messed up with the son of Anjia, but it's really unclear what. With his eyes narrowed, he stretched his legs and slammed his shoes: "That girl looks so beautiful, it makes you remember that, and she's quite capable."

An Zeru's mouth was full of alcohol, his throat was irritated, his hair was swollen, his eyes were dazzled by the lights, and he stared at the red wine in the glass.

Suddenly he felt uncomfortable with his neck.

With a warm touch and a soft breath, he was a little cyanotic.

When I remembered, I saw Cen Simiao's eyes frosty, and she sounded a little bit disgusting in her ear: "Pretentive."

Suddenly his face turned black and his jaw tightened: "It looks good, but if I say she looks good, it's blind."

Business center building.

Cen Simiao is a professional suit, with a bumpy body and stepping on a high-heeled heel. The light makeup she drew this time, the eyeliner was gently sketched, and she swept with eyebrow powder.

Dignified expression.

She came to the company where she originally belonged and submitted her resume. This is the last interview. The original owner had concentrated on his studies before and was not interested in business matters at all. He didn't even come to the company.

Few people knew her inside.

She sat on a chair with her back straight and her eyebrows serious.

The interviewer had two men and one woman. The man in the middle was wearing a casual suit with cuffs rolled up and relaxed, the other two were working clothes.

The woman first said: "Miss Gu, if you are applying for this position, will you have any plans for the future?"

Cen Simiao blinked. These interview questions were exhausted, and the standard answer was slightly modified. There was nothing wrong.

"I want to be able to use my talents to contribute more to the company. I have a plan, and the first step is to be humble and learn as much as my predecessors."

Lin Min nodded slightly, his expression relaxed slightly, and gave Feng Chen a clear look. He cleared his throat, his eyebrows were mild, but the problem was very tricky.

"What advantages do you have to be able to compete for this position?"

Cen Simiao bit her tongue and wanted to say that her father was chairman.

Blinking: "I have won many awards in this professional competition, and I also love learning. I have the ability to do a good job."

Feng Chen looked at his resume and just graduated. This answer is the same as the old churros that have gone through hundreds of interviews. When I was about to raise my head to speak, I heard someone nearby ask.

"Did you make a boyfriend?"

The sound is extremely magnetic and the words are extremely out of tune.

Cen Smiao pursed her lips and didn't answer for a moment. She slightly closed her chin. There wasn't any on the test paper stolen.

Lu Mi looked calm and sat straight up, looked at her very seriously, and explained softly: "Caring for employees is the humane management mark of our company. If you are not single, you should consider giving you less overtime.

Feng Chen next to his head bowed his lips, as long as the interview was a beautiful girl, Lu Mi said once.

Cen Simiao shook her head: "No boyfriend yet."

Lu Mi expressed his appreciation: "You are honest and good. Please go back and wait for the notice."

From the company, downstairs, Cen Simiao looked up and looked at the building, and the next time she went in, everything officially started.

Gu Yu just sat waiting unlucky.

She didn't go home, it was too early, and she went shopping around by the way. The latest bags are particularly attractive. The original father's father never treated her in terms of money, and swiped with a card.

Shoes and clothes have also been added.

She touched her phone and found five missed calls. She opened it and Gu Yu called. During the interview just now, she muted her cell phone, so she didn't hear it.

Cen Simiao ignored him these past few days, and Gu Yu seemed very busy. He didn't even approach her. How could I have time to find her now?

She pursed her lips and plucked it.

After a few beeps, there was a connection, and before I had time to speak, I heard: "Why do you want me? I keep calling and doing."

The tone was extremely impatient.

Gu Yu held it, took the phone away from his ear, and glanced at the contact.

younger sister.

That's right.

I heard it again and said, "You're talking, I'll hang up without talking."

He quickly said, "Where are you, why didn't you answer the phone just now?"

Cen Simiao: "I was busy just now. Do you have anything to do with me?"

Gu Yu frowned, his voice sinking slightly, and his tone became serious: "Xi Chen, you can't talk to me like this. I'm worried about you."

Cen Simiao listened to this remark, and the original owner kept talking softly, and followed him all the way. As a result, he raised a white-eyed wolf. She didn't want to do more entanglement: "If you're fine, I'll hang up first."

Gu Yu took a look, and was a little unhappy: "I'm waiting for you at home, and promised to make up your birthday. Come back soon."

After speaking, Cen Simiao heard the voice of "—dududu".

He hung up the phone.

It was not until ten o'clock in the evening that Cen Simiao entered the house. The maid opened the door for her, took the shopping bag from her hand, and said in her mouth, "Why don't the lady tell the driver to pick you up, and carry so many things by yourself, so tired."

Cen Simiao didn't speak, took the handed-over water, and drank two sips before she could quench her thirst. She walked to the living room, going upstairs and back to the room, and suddenly heard someone calling her.

Go up three steps, put your arms on the armrests, and turn your head.

Gu Yu stood behind the dining table, wearing a striped shirt on his upper body, his cuffs rolled up, his lips clenched, his eyes and eyes slightly unpleasant, cakes on the table, a lot of strawberry decorations, and other fruits.

It looks sweet and delicious.

He said, coldly: "Come down and cut the cake."

Cen Simiao fell on the cake and immediately left, saying "I don't like strawberries." Then she raised her feet and prepared to leave.

Gu Yu was a bit annoyed. She originally liked strawberries most of the time, and ordered them specially. She took them home and waited for a day, but she returned with this attitude.

The tone can not help but be a bit heavy: "Gu Xichen, you are not a three-year-old child, what are you tempering."

Cen Simiao stopped moving, tilted her head, and her expression was inexplicable.

Gu Yu saw that she didn't say a word, thought it was being honest, eased her tone and said, "I've been too busy these two days. I can't afford to make it up for you. I'm not right. If you are angry, come and hit me. Just don't be bored. "

Cen Simiao lowered her eyelids, and when she raised her eyes, she was already drowsy: "Brother, I'm tired for a whole day. Would you like me to return to my room first?"

Gu Yu's expression was stiff, her back was straightened, and she should make a sound. When the footsteps sounded on the stairs again, she suddenly remembered: "Dad asked me to say something to you. There is a banquet at home, and you will be there at these times. Get ready. Go to bed. "

Footsteps stopped suddenly.

He frowned to see.

Cen Simiao's expression became a little hurt at this moment, her eyes and eyes were fragile: "Brother, don't you have anything else to say?"

Gu Yu could not slow down.

She took the opportunity to go downstairs, had come to him, looked earnestly, and stared at him: "I have a temper, you will never coax me."

Gu Yu froze, then chuckled a smile on her lips, and reached out and patted her head: "Nonsense."

Cen Simiao bowed her head, looking down. He pursed his lips and was about to say something, and saw that she felt her bag and pulled out a plastic bottle from it.

"You haven't taken a good break recently, and your throat is a little husky. It's for you." Pass him the gift of candy.

Gu Yu dropped her eyebrows: "Xichen."

Cen Simao raised her head, her eyes narrowed, and she smiled slyly, but her eyes were hurt: "Brother, would you like to accompany me to the banquet, I'm scared alone."

His eyes were gentle, and he seemed to sigh: "OK."