Jing Dong is very straight

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"It's okay, it's within the range I can accept." Tang Qiubai came back to his senses, and met Jing Shuyun's eyes naturally.

Jing Shuyun was noncommittal, but the smile on the corner of her lips became even brighter.

After a while, Jing Shuyun bent down again, leaned down, and casually picked up something from the bottom with his long and slender fingers.

Tang Qiubai's inertial movements were faster than his brain, and he quickly leaned forward, took the things in Jing Shuyun's hands with stiff hands, and shouted a little louder as if to cover up: "Thank you, boss."

Jing Shuyun looked at the owner of the eye and hand indifferently, and let her take back the gift box of the pen without any effort.

"The packaging box of this pen seems to be the same."

"Huh? Has the boss used this pen?" Tang Qiubai asked.

"Well, I like it a lot."

Jing Shuyun closed his eyelids, turned around with the pen in his hand, the warm yellow light shone on the body of the pen, like a shining nebula, shining light, and also shone into the eyes of the two of them at the same time inside.

"Isn't it really a gift?" Jing Shuyun said.

"no……"

Tang Qiubai lost confidence inexplicably, but she knew that it was not because Jing Shuyun saw the English letters engraved on the pen clip and had no confidence, but because, she said in a low voice a second ago, she liked it.

The person who heard Tang Qiubai's reply slowly raised his eyes and took another half step towards Tang Qiubai.

"Is it?"

"Yes."

The suddenly shortened distance put some pressure on Tang Qiubai, and he vaguely felt that her own magnetic field was changing because of Jing Shuyun's approach.

Jing Shuyun nodded thoughtfully, and after a while, said slowly: I'm sorry. "

"What are you sorry about?" Tang Qiubai looked at her, not understanding what she meant.

Jing Shuyun looked back at Tang Qiubai, his eyes softened, "I thought you would give it to me."

It was originally a big space, but because of Jing Shuyun's approach, the distance between the two of them was shortened, the space became narrow, and the temperature around them gradually rose.

Jing Shuyun's slightly pursed red lips instantly became gorgeous and seductive, and the light above her head slanted down and reflected on her side face, making her already pretty face look mellow when it fell into Tang Qiubai's eyes. More and more moving.

Tang Qiubai smelled the bitterness of patchouli only for a moment, and her hand holding the cap of the pen tightened subconsciously, "If you are like this, I will misunderstand."

"What's the misunderstanding?" Jing Shuyun's hand passed Tang Qiubai's side and reached behind her. At almost the same time, Tang Qiubai took a step back.

Tang Qiubai pursed his lips and did not answer, Jing Shuyun followed Tang Qiubai's pace.

Two steps later, Tang Qiubai was leaning against the desk behind him, unable to retreat, and Jing Shuyun also stopped only half a step away from her.

Time seemed to stand still, Tang Qiubai looked into Jing Shuyun's eyes, trying to see something different, but after looking for a long time, she could only see the softness and seriousness in Jing Shuyun's eyes.

Jing Shuyun's left hand was subconsciously propped on the edge of the table behind Tang Qiubai, while the other hand was holding the pen, rubbing the body of the pen with his fingertips.

Tang Qiubai was blocked by Jing Shuyun at the corner between the desk and the bed. Jing Shuyun leaned forward slightly, and the hair pinned behind the ear slipped from the side, and the strands of hair interfered with Jing Shuyun's eyes. She gently He narrowed his eyes lightly.

Tang Qiubai's throat rolled unnaturally, and the hand holding the pen cap pressed hard to make a mark. Jing Shuyun's warm breath sprayed on her side face, mixed with the bitterness of patchouli and the sweetness of rose.

To Tang Qiubai, it was more like a hurricane that swept over her one after another, as if it was going to sweep her to the highest center of the hurricane.

The blood flowing in her body became hot unknowingly, and a blush climbed up Tang Qiubai's cheeks, and when she turned her head to look, Jing Shuyun's ear was also tinged with red.

"Misunderstanding that I like you?"

Jing Shuyun's low voice was mixed with her unique magnetism, and gently and slowly, it poured into Tang Qiubai's ears, and hit the heart directly with the blood.

"..."

Tang Qiubai looked at her suddenly, his body became stiff, and he still didn't say a word, but his slightly frowned eyebrows betrayed her complicated mood.

"Then, if I say..."

Jing Shuyun's voice in Tang Qiubai's ears stopped abruptly, and at the same time, it was replaced by the ringtone of the mobile phone not far away. The cheerful and abrupt ringtone of the mobile phone pulled Tang Qiubai out.

Jing Shuyun frowned slightly, seemingly displeased, but he quickly let go of his hand against the edge of the table, and took a step sideways.

Tang Qiubai followed the space Jing Shuyun gave up, and walked out. The suddenly enlarged space gave Tang Qiubai a chance to breathe, but he was also vaguely disappointed that he didn't finish what Jing Shuyun said.

Before Tang Qiubai answered the phone, he took a deep breath to adjust his emotions, and when he saw the name on the caller ID, he tilted his head in doubt.

"Hello, aunt?"

"No, no, Auntie, tell me."

"Recently? I haven't been back yet."

"My mother fell? I don't know, they didn't tell me, is it serious?"

"Well... well, I'll go back tomorrow, okay, okay, thank you, aunt."

……

Tang Qiubai said a few words, then hung up the phone, his eyebrows furrowed unconsciously, holding the hand of the mobile phone, he quickly clicked into the address book to find Tang Ma's name, and dialed the number.