Canary pretends to be good and runs away wearing books

The man's words were very plain, as if he didn't delete Ji Luo's WeChat friends the day before, and he didn't show any embarrassment or any superfluous expressions.

When the word "Welcome" was said, it looked like it was sincerely said, and there was no sense of estrangement between the two of them.

Even when everyone in City S raised their glasses to the two top executives of the group, Jian Ling calmly returned their respects and poured down a small glass full of wine.

... Except that there was no eye contact with Ji Luo during the whole process, everything else was normal.

After being sad for a long time, Ji Luo now feels his heart is numb, even if he doesn't look at him, it doesn't matter, as long as he doesn't drive himself away anyway.

Facing Jian Ling's usual insensitive emotions, he gradually began to recover and recover.

It is as if green grass breaks out of the ground when it encounters morning dew and sunlight, and then grows rapidly.

He could notice every little change in that stern man.

The clever mind completely calmed down and quickly analyzed the coping methods and strategies.

In the game in the market, what matters is the conditions and bargaining chips in each other's hands.

Whoever has better conditions and who has more bargaining chips will have absolute dominance.

In the past, Jian Ling put all his emotional chips on Ji Luo, so Ji Luo has all the right to control and choose. It seems that Jian Ling has the right to control the relationship between the two, but the truth is what Ji Luo wants to do. , just how.

Because whoever wants it is at a natural disadvantage.

What's more, all my wishes are held in the hands of the other party?

The sense of being in decline, being slapped and chewing gum all the time...Jian Ling endured it for many years.

Now... Jian Ling has taken back all the privileges he gave to Ji Luo.

It was Ji Luo's turn to turn around and wanted Jian Ling.

All the right to choose was transferred to Jian Ling, and Ji Luo fell into a very passive situation again.

……

Ji Luo sighed.

Calculated in this way, what else is there to be able to 'negotiate' in your own hands?

Does he still like me?have no idea.

Does he still want me? ……Do not want.

He doesn't want to see me, and he doesn't want...to have any personal contact with me.

The endgame seemed unbreakable.

Fortunately, Ji Luo was finally able to analyze calmly, and found a few bargaining chips that he had on the disintegrated chessboard.

Now, although Jian Ling said that he didn't want to see him, in fact, there was no way for the two of them to separate their relationship.

Just talk about the fact that Jian Ling is still the vice chairman of Ji's Group's big ecology.

Although, anyway, isn't he all from the Ji family?

This is Ji Luo's last hole card.

……

As long as Ji Junde is around, that man Ji Ling will not go too far and completely abandon his affairs.

In this way, Ji Luo and Jian Ling can still stand together in peace when facing the outside world.

— that sounds wonderful.

But this is actually... the last bargaining chip that Ji Luo can rely on.

If he messes up again and makes Jian Ling angry to the end, he directly applies for resignation from the group, and then goes to another place, will Ji Luo still find him?

Whimsical!

The boy's fingers holding the exquisite crystal cup gradually tightened.

Even though cups of alcohol made people gradually lose their minds, Ji Luo still had a tight string in his heart, reminding himself all the time that he must never tie the last thread of connection between the two of them. Torn.

Whether it can be restored to the past depends only on it.

Anyway...

Anyway, you have no reason to reject me in such a public place.

I will follow you, what can you do?

Push the cup to change the cup, and the gong and chips are staggered.

Soon, the dinner to welcome Jian Ling's team came to an end.

Everyone drank a lot of wine, and after a few laps, not many people could stand still.

Ji Luo is one of them.

Jian Ling... was also one of them.

Ji Luo calmly looked at the people around him several times from the corner of his eye, but he didn't realize that this person was intoxicated.

but myself...

The deformation problem that I will commit after drinking is suppressed and suppressed, and I will soon be unable to suppress it!

want to hug him!

... He won't let me hug him, but I will bear it.

Want to hook his neck!

...He doesn't want me to touch it, woo woo.

Want to sit on my lap...

...He glared at me, ouch!

The little hand that was about to move was clenched and loosened under the table, lifted up slightly, and then blew down stiffly, entangled for the whole dinner, and did not dare to do anything to offend Jian Ling.

They toasted a lot together, but Ji Luo didn't drink with Jian Ling once.

As the executive director of affairs in City S in the future, Jian Ling was the target of the attack tonight.

Whether they came to congratulate him sincerely for working with him, or were dissatisfied when they were suddenly airborne by their superiors, in short, the purpose of many people today is the same, to drink down the 'enemies' who just came to S City.

Even if Jian Ling can drink again, he will definitely not be able to bear it in the end.

No matter how cold and calm his face was, Ji Luo could still read the occasional drunkenness from his eyes.

…Like the occasional turbulent rain of stars drifting by in the black hole of the universe, they are fleeting, visible but ungraspable, making people itchy.

Ji Luo was also a little drunk, and after enduring his gaze all night, he finally looked at him uncontrollably.

The president in a crisp suit has a straight back, and the line of his jaw is as handsome as a sculpture.

…The peach blossom eyes suddenly became misty, and the frame of sight was slowly narrowed until only he was left in the eyes, and there was no one else besides——

The white fingertips trembled slightly, then suddenly became more courageous, summoned up the courage, and hooked the hanging palm of the man beside him.

"...Don't drink, brother, you drank a lot."

Jian Ling was about to stand up to meet the last wave of employees who came to toast.

Inadvertently hooked by the fingertips to the palm, the sensitive skin seemed to be stimulated by an electric current. Starting from the palm of the hand, an unstoppable tingling sensation filled the arm to the heart, making the heartbeat immersed in drunkenness suddenly become extremely clear.

One lost control, and Jian Ling swayed a little while standing upright, so that the wine glass in his hand was slightly tilted along with his body.

Jian Ling: "..."

Ji Luo's Adam's apple rolled, and he stood up together.

"Mr. Jian! The last glass, let me pour it for you—hey, hey, it was a little too much by accident, hahaha, but Mr. Jian is young and handsome, and he doesn't change his expression after drinking this. It must be no problem. Come on, let's The entire operation department respects you, don't lose face!"

Jian Ling only felt that his heart was lost by the kitten-like scratch just now, and he regained consciousness for a while, and his sober mind suddenly buzzed.

Under the influence of alcohol, I only heard the other party say, "Don't lose face!"

"...What." Jian Ling paused, then replied in a low voice, his eyes fell on the junction between his fingers and the corner of the wine glass, inside... was the center of the palm that he couldn't see for the time being.

The red wine glass in his hand was mostly filled, if someone else drank the amount he had tonight, he would have died long ago.

Ji Luo looked at him for a while, and felt that he was shaking just now, and his reaction slowed down.

So drunk?

Suddenly a little upset.

Ji Ling seldom drinks alcohol, but he drank so much when you came here?

And he usually only drinks the wine I give, why do you get him drunk?

So the little nervousness of boldly hooking his fingers just now dissipated, and he frowned slightly, and looked at the staff of the operation department who came to toast, "Did you pour so much on purpose?"

The prince of the group suddenly spoke, and there was a little blame in his tone. The director of the operation department shivered suddenly, and just wanted to respond with a haha, but was stunned by Ji Luo's next words.

"Why didn't you come to drink me? He drank a lot tonight. You are very capable."

The director of the operation department coughed a few times, "Master Ji, who dares to bully you! Ah, we didn't bully Mr. Jian, this is to welcome him to S City!"

welcome?

Ji Luo smiled, raised his hand and took the cup in Jian Ling's hand, and shook it between his slender fingers.

A few drops of red wine spilled from the almost full glass.

Ji Luo said slowly: "He drank too much, maybe there will be problems if he drinks again."

Director of Operations Department: "Uh, well, everyone is drinking a lot... Besides, Mr. Jian, everyone is drinking..."

The implication is that everyone is drinking, so what if you don’t drink?

Is it embarrassing?

Jian Ling's big hand clenched slightly, and one knuckle was pressed into the palm, depicting the position where Ji Luo scratched him just now.

...It seems to be hotter there than other places.

His deep black eyes lightly turned to Ji Luo.

He suddenly wanted to look at him.

Ji Luo didn't look at him, just evoked a smile, and held Jian Ling's cup up to those people.

"For the last drink tonight, you toasted to the wrong person. You don't know whether it should be me or him?"

"...Ji, Master Ji..."

"—But I am the same as him after all, so I don't blame you. But if you want to use your status as a 'landlord' to play tricks on someone who just arrived, you'd better think clearly about who you are facing. "

... whoever it is.

Ji Luo glanced at him with a half-smile, and took back the warning that followed.

The director of operations looked at the two big leaders in front of him, and suddenly a thin layer of sweat broke out from behind.

Ji Luo raised his glass and said quietly, "Cheers! I wish you a bright future and everything goes well. I'll drink his glass of wine."

……

The arrogant young master pinched the cup with his fingers and turned it slightly, then put the rim of the cup that Jian Ling swallowed just now under his soft lips, and raised his hand slightly.

Gudong Gudong, the sweet red wine was eaten together with the person's body temperature.

Under Jian Ling's deep gaze that could not be understood by others, Ji Luo drank a glass of wine and hung it upside down in the air.

The last drop of red wine flowed down the side of the glass, and condensed into a delicate red bead on the edge, dangling, as if it was about to fall out of the glass dangerously.

The wine beads, like the little red mole on his Adam's apple, attracted the attention of others.

Jian Ling's eyes stared at Ji Luo uncontrollably.

... Unexpectedly, the beautiful boy approached the wine glass again.

Suddenly stretched out the soft tip of her tongue, and quickly licked along the small edge.

He slightly narrowed his soul-stirring peach blossom eyes.

Afterwards, Ji Luo slowly withdrew his hand, turned around, and shook an empty crystal cup to the man beside him.

"Huh?" Ji Luo's voice was a little hoarse, "Brother, you... well, it's delicious."

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