Chapter 124.2 (2/2)
Because she had been ordered in advance, he Yalin came to the president's office all the way, and her hand was still the square lunch box she was carrying.
”Brother Zezhao.” He Yalin gently knocked on the door, but unexpectedly found that the door was not closed tightly. With a push, she moved gently and walked to Xin Zezhao standing in front of the French window.
”Brother Zezhao.” He Yalin gently called after her, but she didn't get any response. She was puzzled, but she didn't call Xin Zezhao again. Instead, she went forward and gently pulled Xin Zezhao's clothes.
Feeling touched by something, Xin Zezhao reacts and looks back with doubts, ”Yalin? When did you come? ”
”I just came!” Sensing that Xin Zezhao's eyes fell on him, he Yalin immediately raised a big smile and opened her lips gently: ”brother Zezhao, you must be very busy recently. I specially learned some moves from Aunt Mei and made some dishes you love.”
”Hard work.” Xin Zezhao's cold eyes flashed a trace of warmth. He gently rubbed his hand on the top of he Yalin's head.
He Yalin, who always pays attention to Xin Zezhao, does not miss the rare warmth like silk. She says in a soft voice: ”brother Ze Zhao, please give me a try and see if I have made any progress?”
As soon as Liang Xiaoyu pushed the door in, she saw he Yalin, who had soft eyes because of her coquetry. She inadvertently swept her eyes and saw he Yalin's square box on the table.
Liang Xiaoyu secretly hides the box he is carrying behind him without any trace. His apricot eyes, whose eyes are like clear water, stare directly at Xin Zezhao. He Yalin's eyes are opposite with warmth.
One is tall and straight like a bamboo, and the other is delicate and sweet. It seems that she is so right from afar. Liang Xiaoyu feels a pain in her heart and retreats quietly before Xin Zezhao and he Yalin find themselves.
But unexpectedly, while closing the door, he felt a sharp, cold and icy look in his eyes, which suddenly shot at him. Liang Xiaoyu sighed gently, and he was still found.
”Yalin, just leave it here. I'll eat it when I'm finished.”
”Anyway, I don't have anything to do. Just like when I was a child, I have dinner with brother Zezhao, OK?”
He Yalin's delicate and lovely face, like a porcelain doll, flashed the look of memory and longing. She gently opened the lid of the square box and prepared chopsticks for Xin Zezhao.
Without waiting for Xin Zezhao to respond, he Yalin skillfully pulled a chair and sat down, holding her chin with one hand and looking at Xin Zezhao with her face.”Well, I'll try.”
Xin Zezhao sat down with Xiaoyu's smile, but his noble and elegant spirit could not be concealed, even if he was carrying an ordinary lunch box.
After a few sips, Xin Zezhao put down his chopsticks and put forward his opinion to the point: ”I can see that she studied with Aunt Mei very carefully. Aunt Mei should be very satisfied with you, right?”