Someone picked it up: "Eh? Who is this woman?"

Shi Xiangyou's face suddenly changed slightly, and he took something out of the man's hand: "I am a client."

A friend of the same age as Shi Xiangyou glanced at the photo, his pupils narrowed, and he looked at Shi Xiangyou complicatedly.

This sentence attracted a lot of attention, but before he could see the person in the photo, Shi Xiangyou put it away.

Shi Wei was also a little curious. She caught a quick glance and felt vaguely familiar, but she couldn't put her finger on it.

She carefully recalled where she had met, with Ji Ning'an...

Shi Wei hesitated.

The elder patted Shi Wei on the shoulder and said in a joking tone: "Wei Wei, you have to control your father. What if your father creates an illegitimate child outside and comes back to fight for the family property!"

"It's Weiwei, you're a girl."

Shi Wei moved her lips, wanting to say something.

"Why are you saying this in front of Weiwei!" Shi Xiangyou looked sternly, "Drink!"

Shi Wei looked at Shi Xiangyou: "Dad, I respect you."

Until it was over, everyone took the elevator to leave in twos and threes.

Shi Wei stood in the corridor waiting for the elevator, wearing red high heels, her legs were long and straight.

The faint smell of tobacco comes from around you, which makes people a little addicted, not choking, and it smells good.

Immediately afterwards, a card was held between slender fingers and stuffed into Shi Wei's pocket with a light movement.

Shi Wei was slightly stunned.

When Zheng Xingzhou passed by her, he paused for a moment, leaned over casually, and left a word in her ear.

The pronunciation of the words is low and ambiguous.

"Little niece, think about it."

Shi Wei's attention was completely focused on the breath of the strange man beside her ear. All the heat was knocked away, making her a little stiff. By the time she realized what she was doing, Zheng Xingzhou had already entered the elevator.

The elevator door slowly closes.

He was wearing a black coat, with a tall figure and handsome eyebrows. He smiled loosely and affectionately at her, and his eyes were like white lilies, cool and alluring.

The elevator door is closed.

No more traces.

Shi Wei stood there without responding for a long time, which was not enough to calm her heartbeat. She took out the card from her pocket, and the next second, her eyes widened.

That turned out to be a hotel room card!!

His intentions are obvious.

"I, he——" Shi Wei was so shocked that she lost her speech system. She had never seen such a direct and shameless person in her life.

They give you the room key as soon as you come up, which is pretty cool.

My friend’s niece dared to abduct her!

…

Ji Ning'an got up from the sofa with her mobile phone, sat next to Shi Jingnian, exited the WeChat page, found a separate album in the photo album and showed it to him.

In this way, the distance between the two people becomes a little closer.

There was a lot of sunshine near noon, and the living room was spacious and bright. The screen of the mobile phone was a little dark, so I had to get very close to see it clearly.

Ji Ning'an was sitting next to him, and could clearly smell the cold and cold woody fragrance on his body. It was very much like the top of a snow mountain, breathing the clear air, accompanied by fine snowflakes. In short, it smelled very good.
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"Um...this." Her eyelashes trembled for a moment, her breathing was shallow, and she raised her phone to show him.

There was too much light, so Shi Jingnian couldn't see clearly. When he saw the girl handing over the phone, he thought she was going to give it to him, so he stretched out his hand and clasped the back of the phone, but she didn't let go.

While clasping the phone with her slender white fingers, she also held down her hand. The girl's fingertips were soft and warm, and they easily fit into her palm when pressed.

Touch without warning.

Ji Ning'an froze, not knowing what to do at all, and all her attention was focused on the hand holding her down.

The lines of the wrist bones exposed under the cuffs of the shirt are very beautiful, thin and powerful, like a work of art. She is wearing a simple and elegant watch. The temperature of her fingertips is completely different from hers, even on a hot day.

What warmth suddenly touches the skin, causing a slight shiver.

She could even feel the hardness of his finger bones, and there was an inexplicable sense of security in his composure.

This...is this considered holding hands?

Forget it?

"Let me take a look." Shi Jingnian withdrew his hand and spoke calmly.

Ji Ning sighed, curled her fingertips, and handed the phone to him this time.

When Shi Jingnian took it over, there was still heat on the girl's phone case, which was her body temperature. He lowered his eyes and looked at the picture album on it, his eyes calm.

The clock in the living room is ticking, Shi Jingnian has his legs crossed, his profile is meaningful and sharp, his eyelashes have a slight shadow, he is looking at the picture album, and has not spoken.

Ji Ning'an observed him quietly, but couldn't tell what the other person's expression was. He was very reserved. In the long silence, she felt slightly uneasy, and she was in a state of confusion, waiting for the result.

Ji’s mother never accepted that Ji Ning’an regarded art as life.

She has been studying secretly behind Ji Mu's back since she was a child. She took courses online, but she didn't know how far she could go.

After about a few minutes, Shi Jingnian read through most of her picture album, and he became clear about her painting style, so he finally spoke.

There is no foreshadowing of praise or disparagement. Starting from the first sentence, it is sharp and bloody, directly pointing out her key points and problems.

The tone is calm and sharp.

Ji Ning'an listened to his words attentively, the tips of her ears were slightly tingling, and she no longer had other messy thoughts. She was very serious.

The man is holding a mobile phone in one hand, and his slender fingertips are pointing at the intersection of light and dark in the painting on the mobile phone. The fluorescence of the mobile phone is illuminated, making the fingertips look particularly cold and white. His movements are dignified and elegant, and he is as calm as a cloud rolling in a cloud, without any impetuousness.

The meaning is not very like the people of this fast era: "Look here——"

"Yeah." Ji Ning'an leaned closer and listened, very obedient.

His voice is as cold as beer at minus 9 degrees Celsius. He usually speaks in short and distant words, and he doesn't soften his voice. It sounds good or not, but there is a sense of distance.

Ji Ning'an listened with rapt attention. The more he listened, the more he sighed. He is worthy of being an art professor at Peking University.

Obviously they are only nine years apart, but they are so different. As expected, there is no comparison between people!

She was amazed by his conversation and behavior, and at this moment she truly admired his talent.

Inadvertently raising his eyes, the tip of his hair brushed against the side of the other person's face. It was a very weak, almost non-existent detail.

It happened at this moment, and was captured with great clarity by Ji Ning'an.

The man didn't notice it and was looking at the sketch intently. His thin lips were slightly parted and his jawline was clear and smooth. He was very close to her.

She thought she could feel the vibrations in his chest, his faint breath, and his cold side face.

Under the sunlight, every detail is clearly visible.

"Tick tock, tick tock." is the sound of the clock, pointing to 11:15.

Ji Ningxin's head was throbbing for a moment, unknown to anyone. After a while, he came back to his senses, withdrew his gaze, fell on the phone, and suppressed the unknown emotions in his heart.
Chapter completed!