Sweet pet: Shenjun fell in love at first sight again

Yan He asked Jessie sincerely, and Jessie obviously gave her advice sincerely.

And Yan He thinks it makes sense.

She also felt that although the angle of this picture was not very good, it was indeed quite happy.

"Then this one is fine."

Seeing that she lowered her head to look through the pages carefully and didn't want to help herself, Jessie couldn't help but leaned over.

"This one is good too."

"This is a good photo. He's pretty good at taking pictures."

"This is a good one. It looks good. Why do you make it so beautiful no matter how you take it?"

"And this one."

As long as Yan He flipped through one photo, Jessie would praise one and wish he could send all the photos on her behalf.

Then fingertip a little.

The latter one came into their sight.

"...This one is not good."

The tone that was very exciting just now changed immediately and dropped several degrees.

Although Yan He didn't plan to post this.

Zhou Zhiheng showed his face. Even though he was the boyfriend of violinist Yan He, it was difficult to publish his appearance on the Internet.

But seeing her reaction so much, I couldn't help but want to tease her: "Isn't this one bad? I think it's pretty good."

After saying that, Yan He also felt that he had become bad.

"No, with this appearance, you can believe it that it can be on the hot search for a few days?"

It's not that she's exaggerating. When the time comes, she will have to take a step back on depression.

First, Yan He’s romance and handsome boyfriend dominated the list.

She could imagine that scene.

"The main reason is that I will waste money again, and I may not be able to keep it down at the same price this time."

"..."

Yan He didn't plan to post it, so of course he didn't think of this level.

Somewhat surprised, he turned around: "You're right, what can't you do with this money?"

"That's right, why not? If you don't want it, give it to me, I want it."

Jessie actually nodded as she said, "You know my card number."

The main thing is sincerity.

The two looked at each other for a while, and finally couldn't help laughing.

Yan He finally posted a nine-square grid without any accompanying text.

Within half an hour of posting it, there were tens of thousands of comments.

Netizens have sharp eyes, very keen insights, and rich imaginations.

Among the 9 photos, there is not a single shadow of a man.

There is no official announcement of their relationship.

But the speculation in the comment area has already spread from those inside the circle to those outside the circle.

[That’s great, our Yan He’s mental state is obviously very good]

[These two days are really like the Chinese New Year, but I have never posted personal content so frequently.]

[In the past, Weibo was just a work account. I only posted it every few days, and it was all about work. Posting two posts in two days was like rain from the sky.]

【In love】

[I also feel that I am in love, but this smile does not seem to be for Jessie]

[What Jessie couldn’t get, got it by some stinky man]

[The most important thing is, I saw the shadow of a man in the baby’s eyes, definitely not a staff member, attached photo]

[It really does exist. Is it the pianist Liang Jingyue who was paired with netizen Lalang before? 】

[Isn’t it? I feel like my sister won’t like people in the industry and it won’t give her a sense of security]

[So he is an outsider, is he the big CEO from last time? 】

[Why are there so many romantic partners? Can’t we Yan He fall in love freely? 】

Jessie scrolled for a long time and saw two of the comments about her.

The corners of his mouth twitched twice unconsciously.

What is the smile she can't get?

She got so many smiles.

I glanced sideways at the person who had posted on Weibo and no longer looked at it, and my keyboard was typing with a crackling sound.

Silent but feels loud.

"Are you sure it's him?"

"Ah."

"Just stop looking at it?"

"Ah."

"What if there is someone more handsome and better out there?"

Yan He stopped sending the message, raised his head, and said seriously and solemnly: "Jessie, other people's good things have nothing to do with me, only his good things have to do with me."

"...Okay, okay."

In the suite on the other side, Zhou Zhiheng also saw Weibo.

Since Yan He appeared, the relationship between the siblings has increased a lot.

A gloating voice floated out of the receiver: "What's the matter? You haven't got your status yet? It's all from the pianist to the domineering president, not you."

"..."

"You're not really heartbroken, are you? You went abroad and chased someone away?"

"No."

Zhou Zhiheng stared at the computer, barely concentrating on giving it to her.

"It's all right."

"Tsk, wait."

The other person hurriedly stopped him before he pressed the button and hung up: "Even if you don't have a status now, don't be impatient. Give her some time."

"Ah."

"Also, you have to exercise caution yourself. Being too enthusiastic will burden her."

"..."

Didn't answer again.

Zhou Zhiyun frowned and glanced at the call interface, but did not hang up.

She finally showed mercy and became his emotional mentor, but he didn't appreciate it.

Getting ready to speak.

There was a rustle on the other side, and only when Yan He was mentioned, the tone became gentle.

Even if the words were spoken to her.

"I hope that the love I give her is the most love I can give her. I also hope that the love I give her is the smallest love she receives."

"beep......"

The phone has been hung up.

Zhou Zhiyun has not yet recovered.

They had grown up together since childhood, and she knew Zhou Zhiheng's character best.

As long as he cares about it, he must give and receive everything, and he is extremely paranoid in his bones.

But now he says.

I hope the love he gives Yan He is the smallest love she has ever received.

They all knew what this sentence meant.

The more love you receive, the more love you scatter.

Her brother, who had been extremely proud since he was a child, fell completely when he fell.

"Ding ~"

Lin Qian: [Dr. Zhou, can you give me Ms. Yan’s contact information? I feel really sorry. I didn’t expect that my friend would secretly transfer the photos to her mobile phone. I sent a private message to Ms. Yan’s Weibo, but there may have been too many messages and she didn’t see it. ]

Lin Qian: [I feel really sorry, please Dr. Zhou, please help me]

Zhou Zhiyun did not reply immediately, but directly took a screenshot and sent it to Yan He.

Nothing else was said.

Two minutes later.

Yan He: [Apology received, no need to contact me specifically, just focus on work. ]

Yan He: [Please ask Dr. Zhou to take a screenshot for me, so I don’t have to worry about this anymore. Thank you! What~]

Zhou Zhiyun raised her eyebrows in amusement and took a screenshot.

But it was sent to more than one person.

Zhou Zhiheng, who was still at work, subconsciously glanced at the phone where the message came from.

Worried that it was from Yan He, I clicked it anyway.

Zhou Zhiyun: [Love feedback. ]

half an hour.

"Humph~"