Paranoid president, he is inappropriate [wearing books](BL) (MTL)

Chapter 22

    Ji Mianzhu relaxed, leaned back into the office chair, and smiled gently at Jiang Lian.

    "Well, then we'll go after work." When we

    left the company, the sky had not yet completely darkened, but there was also a hazy blackness everywhere, and the twilight was all around, except for a bright color fleeing westward from the distant horizon. Brilliant.

    It was naturally the conscientious Secretary Song who sent the two of them to Rosemary. On the way, Ji Mianzhu recalled the abnormal temperature imbalance all over her body in the office, and spoke to Song Yan very seriously. Secretary Song pushed on his glasses and promised to come down and find time to take the master to repair the air conditioner. Jiang Lian next to him raised his eyebrows and glanced at the two of them strangely. After thinking about it, he turned his head and looked out the window to hide his laugh.

    Rose is still the same, magnificent, and it seems that these people who come and go have no influence on it at all. It is still the top club in Yuncheng.

    As soon as the two of them entered the door, a waiter came over to greet you thoughtfully, "Hello, Mr. Ji, please come with me. Young Master Wei is already waiting for you inside."

    Ji Mianzhu said in a deep voice, and then immediately He didn't dare to carelessly pull Jiang Lian's wrist and let people follow him closely, for fear of any unexpected accident. Jiang Lian was very pleased with this, so he did not refuse, and walked with people without a word, extremely calm.

    The waiter took them to the door of a box, signaled it, and then left with a smile. Ji Mianzhu squeezed the doorknob, and the door opened with a sound.

    There was a man sitting lazily in the middle, with one leg over the other, slender leather shoes with shiny legs, most of the buttons of his shirt unbuttoned, holding a beautifully colored cocktail in his hand, his lips curled into his arms with a smile. down. Maybe it was intentional. The angle of the wine glass was so slanted that not a lot of wine was drank. Most of it was spilled and flowed down the arc of the neck of the person in his arms, instantly soaking a large piece of clothes.

    Hearing the movement at the door, Wei Yunkuan tilted his head slightly, as if the peach blossom eyes that were electrified all the time followed with ripples. After seeing the person at the door clearly, the smile on Wei Yunkuan's lips became even bigger, he casually threw the empty wine glass aside, and said:

    "Azhu, what are you doing, come here, wait for you for a long time Okay ~"

    Ji Mianzhu's complexion was very complicated.

    It's not because Wei Yunkuan is too rambunctious, or because he calls his voice so tender and misleading, it's mainly because Wei Yunkuan is sitting next to an acquaintance who is a little embarrassed. Ji Mianzhu glanced at the little curly hair on his chest that was mostly wet, and sat down as calm as possible.

    Little Curly Hair also clearly recognized Ji Mianzhu. When he saw Ji Mianzhu approaching, he couldn't help shaking his arm, a completely subconscious reaction. Probably afraid that Ji Mianzhu would let himself do another hundred push-ups, Little Curly Hair wisely kept silent, pretending not to know Ji Mianzhu, and pretending to be a transparent person beside him. He didn't want to experience any more physical pain, and Ji Mianzhu simply didn't want the fact that he came to Rosemary on his wedding night to be exposed in front of Jiang Lian, thus showing that he was a scumbag. The two were very tacit, avoiding each other's eyes.

    Ji Mianzhu and Jiang Lian sat down beside him. He originally just simply grabbed Jiang Lian's wrist, but under Wei Yunkuan's playful gaze, Ji Mianzhu suddenly put his hand into Jiang Lian's hand, showing an intimate handshake. state.