Quick Travel Guide: Hold the villain's thighs tight

Jiang Mian was quietly drawing in the office, not taking anything to heart.

Seeing Jiang Youmian like this, Ye Ling felt that the documents in front of him were no longer fragrant.

At this time, the gentle golden sunlight shone on Jiang Mian's side face, tender and lingering.

Ye Ling didn't know how to express his love.

Anyway, when I saw him for the first time, it seemed that my heart was already gradually leaning towards him.

He descended into the world like a bright god, experiencing the sufferings of life.

A hint of possessiveness gradually appeared in Ye Ling's eyes.

If he could pull the gods into hell together, it would be the best experience in his life.

"Host, I always feel that there seems to be something wrong with the eyes of some people."

The system touched the hairs all over his body.

It is a machine, naturally without these things, it is just a feeling.

After all, Ye Ling's eyes now look like those that appeared in the world before.

But the current host didn't have much entanglement with Ye Ling.

Even so, will you be overwhelmed by the charm?

"If it's not right, it's not right. After all, he still can't do anything to me."

Jiang Youmian continued her painting without distraction.

If he wants to fit the character set of the original book, he can only do so much.

He doesn't care about the eyes or anything, as long as he doesn't imprison him, it will be fine.

Just as Ye Ling was watching obsessively, a sudden phone call disrupted his thoughts.

He frowned, and answered the phone with some displeasure.

"President, people from Yunshang Group are already waiting downstairs, you can come down now."

"Ah."

After Ye Ling hung up the phone, he reluctantly glanced at Jiang Mian.

"I'm going out for a while, and I'll be back in a while."

Jiang Mian didn't pay attention to Ye Ling.

He is obsessed with his creations.

Ye Ling could only sigh helplessly, then turned and left.

Little heartless.

When exactly will he have a place in his heart?

After seeing Ye Ling leave, Ling Xiaoxiao deeply felt that this was a good opportunity.

She pretended to take out a document and walked towards the president's office.

There was no one guarding the door of the office.

They have all gone down to receive people from Yunshang Group now.

Ling Xiaoxiao knocked on the office door with her head held high.

Jiang Mian's eyes changed.

coming.

When Ling Xiaoxiao opened the door, she saw Jiang Youmian sitting in the office drawing.

Sure enough, just like what was written in the novel, he was obsessed with his paintings all the time.

As long as he can make friends with this short-lived ghost, he may naturally be able to take the position of his little aunt.

"I'll hand in the documents, isn't the president here?"

Ling Xiaoxiao deliberately lowered her voice, she knew very well where her advantages were.

At least to Jiang Youmian's ears, the current voice is extremely pleasant.

very gentle.

Also very scheming.

Jiang Youmian glanced at Ling Xiaoxiao indifferently and did not answer.

Ling Xiaoxiao's way of nature Jiang Youmian suffers from serious mental illness, so she didn't ask too much.

After she put down the document in her hand, she approached Jiang Youmian's direction.

Jiang Youmian frowned.

Ling Xiaoxiao immediately stopped her forward movement.

"I'm more curious, because I used to study art, but because my family disagreed, I gave up temporarily. When I saw you painting, I always had the feeling that I was still in the studio at that time."

"It's quiet, I like the atmosphere, if you don't mind, can I watch it here for a while?"

Ling Xiaoxiao has a certain amount of advance and retreat.

She looked at Jiang Youmian softly, as if she just wanted to experience the days she had most yearned for here.

Jiang Mianmian acquiesced.

Since Ling Xiaoxiao wants to get close to her, let her get close first.

What does it matter?

Anyway, all Ling Xiaoxiao has to do now is to please herself, and it won't hurt her.