President chasing me,Please waiting in line!

Yang Yi turns to look at him: "why?"

"Your hair is still dripping. Don't you want to blow it?"

The small room seems to be a combing room, there is a large make-up mirror, two skin care products in front of the mirror, Yang Yi casually took a bottle to see, Armani. "I thought men didn't paint their faces."

Wang Jiaze opened the drawer under the make-up mirror and took the hair dryer. Yang Yi took it by himself, "I'll come by myself, thank you."

Yang Yi watched Wang Jiaze squeeze a little moisturizer in his hand and wiped it on his face. Men not to mind taking the trouble with skin, women can take the trouble to apply night cream, moisturizing water, eye cream, eye essence, face cream, cream, sunscreen cream, makeup cream, BB cream...

Blow good hair, Yang Yi takes big brush brush brush a few times, hair is soft again immediately. All of a sudden, she found Wang Jiaze looking at her in the mirror, and she looked back. The eyes of the two men were fierce.

Wang Jiaze bowed his head and laughed. Her heart is in panic, so more sensitive than ever, like a hedgehog, ready to fight back.

"Yang Yi, since you are sober now, I want to ask you a question."

Yang Yi's heart thumped. It's over. I'll settle accounts after autumn. I ate too much tofu last night. Did he come to make up for it? Yang Yi's face pretended as if nothing had happened. "I have a hangover, and I'm not clear-cut, so I can't answer any of your questions."

Wang Jiaze took a step closer and trapped her between him and the dressing table. Yang Yi's hand against his chest: "you exceed my safe distance, go away."

Not only did he not walk away, but he put his hand around her waist and let her close to his body. He came closer, his nose almost touching hers. "Last night you said I was a mess," he asked word for word. "Excuse me, where am I?"

His breath sprayed on her face, with a faint smell of sunshine on her body. Yang Yi's heart beat like thunder, reaching out to push him: "can you talk separately? I'm not feeling well

"No, you answer my question first."

Yang Yi looked at his face, ah, demon, so handsome that her heart beat faster. She pretended to be calm and her eyes turned. "I can't remember what you said. Naturally, I don't know why I ask that. You know that drunk people usually have no IQ."

"But as the old saying goes, drink and speak the truth."

"Do you believe that, too?"

"I believe it." Wang Jiaze still insisted, "give me an answer."

"I don't remember what I said. How can I give you the answer?" Although Yang Yi doesn't remember how she asked him, she is afraid that his private life is in disorder. This is her inner activity. She said it after she was drunk?

"Well, I now ask you, in your heart, what kind of person am I?"

"An excellent man," Yang said

His eyes softened a little. "You said last night, we're not in love yet?"

Yang Yi raised his eyes, on his eyes. His eyes were as bright as stars and deep in them. It seemed that she had never looked at him so positively, at least for the first time. She pursed her lips. "It's getting late now. We're going to be late for work. It's better to find a good time to sit down and speak slowly."

Wang Jiaze is not willing to talk slowly. She slipped away. I'm afraid that asking her out is all kinds of prevarication and evasion, "are we not in love?"

As he gets closer and closer, her heart is about to jump out. Will the blood vessels explode? Can you have cerebral hemorrhage? She took a deep breath. "We're not."

"Dating, hugging, kissing, living in the same house, even sleeping in the same bed," his eyes narrowed and he looked dangerous. "Isn't that a love affair?"

She looked him in the eyes. "Falling in love refers to the mutual communication between the two parties in pursuit of love, with a common goal. I don't think we are, at least not yet. "

On the day she came back from Hong Kong, she showed unprecedented dependence on him. He thought she had opened her heart. How could he expect that after two days' business trip, everything turned over again. Well, if she says no, it's not. He still has a lot of time and a lot of opportunities to turn a negative into a yes.

"Last night you said I was a mess. Where was I?" He was very persistent and wanted a result.

Yang Yicai will not be stupid enough to tell the truth, "I'm drunk, I don't know why I asked that."

"If you ask, you have this mental activity." Wang Jiaze slightly loosened her, "do you still don't trust me, think it's a scum man who can play with feelings?"

Yang Yi felt guilty, "I didn't put you into the formula you said."

How much trust do you have in me? If total trust is ten percent. "

Yang Yi refused to answer directly, "you are so rich that people who chase you can circle s city. Ordinary women like me are all over the street. Why do you have to worry about whether I trust you or not? "

Wang Jiaze fiercely tightened his arm and hugged her more tightly. "Even if the people who chase me line up and circle the earth, what's the relationship with me? I only like you."Yang Yi's heartbeat exploded! It was the first time he said he liked her. It is one thing to know, and another to hear his confession. He looked at her, getting closer and closer. Wang Jiaze thought that when she was about to kiss her savage lips, she was about to catch her breath.

"I've endured it all night. I can't fail." Wang Jiaze took a deep breath to calm himself down. "You clean up and go downstairs for breakfast."

He left, Yang Yi looked at himself in the mirror, could not help holding his face in both hands. Face is very hot, pink cheeks on two smears of red, a pair of eyes watery, a pair of spring rippling appearance.

"Restraint, restraint." She whispered to herself. Before confirming that Wang Jiaze is not a playboy, she will never take any risks, let alone further develop with him.

Wang Jiaze is no longer in the room. Yang Yi found her bag in the bedside table. When carrying the bag, she saw the photo frame behind the bag.

An eight or nine year old boy was held in his arms by a young and gentle middle-aged woman. Both of them were very happy. Is this Wang Jiaze and his mother? Yang Yi looks at the beautiful woman in the photo and the cute young boy. Speaking of it, Wang Jiaze is also very poor. He lost his mother at a young age. In this complicated family, what else can he get besides money and power?

Put the frame back where it was, and Yang Yi went downstairs.

Wang Jiaze sat on the sofa reading the newspaper. Seeing her coming down, he left the sofa and went to her. Yang Yi was a little embarrassed to avoid his eyes, but he naturally took her hand and pulled her to the restaurant. Yang Yi earned, did not earn, also had to follow him to lead.