Chapter 1123 (1/2)

”Toner?” Jiang Yuning frowned tightly, ”it seems that someone told me about toner some days ago.”

When Nian Xi's eyes lit up, she leaned over to grab his collar and pulled him close. ”Think carefully, who asked you, is it Duanyang?”

Jiang Yuning looked at her cheek, which was close to her for the first time. The street lamp outside shone into the car and fell on her face. Her long eyelashes left a row of shadows in the bottom of her eyes. Her bright and shining eyes were staring at him, as if to absorb her in bewilderment.

And her four eyes, Jiang Yu Ning brain has a moment of blank, brain buzzing, murmured: ”your eyes are so beautiful.”

Nian Xi noticed how close they were. He pushed him away and said, ”I'm telling you about toner. You can tell me something else. I have beautiful eyes. I know that I don't need your praise.”

And her suddenly far away, Jiang Yu Ning a bit lost, ”I don't know if it's Duan Yang, anyway, a few days ago I finished class, someone asked me about the jet mill, which is a special equipment for the production of carbon powder, but the existing particle size distribution is not enough, he asked me if I could further differentiate compression with air compressor.”

”This is the air grinder,” Nian Xi said excitedly. ”When I was investigating Duan Yang's affairs, I heard that he was studying this. He must have asked you. That's great. Jiang Yuning, you're really amazing.”

She rubbed and rubbed his hair happily. After rubbing his hair in a mess, she said, ”I'm leaving. Goodbye.”

”Oh,” said Jiang Yuning, staring at the head of the car.

The first time he saw her smile so happy in front of him, he couldn't help touching his hair.

Why do you like to rub your hair so much.

He bent his lips and laughed.

Upstairs, uncle Han was surprised to see his messy hair. ”How can your hair look like this?”

Jiang Yu Ning's proud glance at him, bowed his head to write: year Xi rubs.

Han Shu's mouth twitched, ”you go to take a bath and blow it.”

Jiang Yuning shook his head, and then went to the mirror, looking at himself inside, sweet smile, mouth: nianxi rubbed my hair really good-looking.

Uncle Han: