Chapter 115 The Color of the Bag

Suddenly, it was like a closed window was opened and lighted up in my heart.

Looking at the food in front of me, I suddenly want to eat two more bites, and I suddenly feel motivated when I look at the work on the table.

Just like she used to sit in the audience every Friday, looking forward to the stars and the moon, and the same mood when she was looking forward to him in the No. 1 ball uniform among the group of teenagers in white ball uniforms.

Always unscrew the cap of the bottle in his hand, look up and drink most of the bottle of water.

Every time, as long as he showed up for a while, she would think wildly, and she would be irritable when the classmate next to her spoke to her.

She often asks herself why she likes someone so much.

It is even more poisonous to games than those teenagers who are addicted to the Internet.

This can also prove that when people's hearts are strong, there is really nothing to do with Xiaoqiang.

Again and again, I still have fantasies and thoughts.

Just because of his secretary's unconfirmed flattery, she thought about it and couldn't wait.

Lin Yiqian laughed at himself, reached out and picked up the box, put it on his lap, and slowly opened the lid of the box with both hands.

The bright orange red made her feel that the light in the room suddenly brightened a few degrees.

She was a little surprised, surprised that Gu Nianshen would pick out such bright clothes for her.

It seems that she has never worn clothes of this color.

wrong!

In the third year of junior high school, she went to represent the school to participate in a recitation competition. Her mother bought her an orange dress, saying that the color is brighter, which will make her stand out on the stage more eye-catching.

She only wore that skirt once, because the color was too eye-catching.

Why does this guy look at her mother and like such a coquettish color?

She frowned and thought, picking up the clothes in the box and shaking them away.

A very simple V-neck sleeveless long dress, I didn't find the brand, I don't know if it was lost.

'He did not hesitate to report the size to the designer...'

Lin Yiqian took the skirt and compared it to her body. She wanted to put it back in the box, but once again she couldn't wait because of Qi Shaodong's words.

Can't wait to put the skirt directly on the body.

She was wearing a tight T-shirt and tight jeans today, so it didn't matter to her except that it didn't work well.

She looked down at the hem of the skirt. The length was just right at the ankle, and then pulled up to the waist. It was a little tight, but if she took off her pants and T-shirt, it would be just right.

The corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

She was not in a hurry to put on her shoes, she walked around the ground with bare feet, the skirt fluttered, and in her sight, it was like a blooming flower.

She couldn't help kicking her legs, showing off the ballet she hadn't skipped in eight hundred years.

When she was a child, her mother forced her to study for a period of time. Later, her mother saw that she really did not like it, so she did not let her continue to study.

Unexpectedly, many years later, she would think of jumping twice.

Kick, easily kicked a one-word horse.

"Yo, Mr. Xiaolin, you are a trainer."

When the door opened, Fang Heyang's voice suddenly came from the door.

Lin Yiqian was startled, put down her legs, and almost fell over.

After she stood firm, she frowned and looked at Fang Heyang angrily.

Today he wore a light pink shirt and aristocratic blue cropped trousers, which was trendy and formal.

Fang Heyang knew why Lin Yiqian was displeased, and explained to her calmly, "I knocked on the door just now. I knocked several times, maybe you didn't hear it."

Then he pointed to the document bag in the other hand and said, "This document is very important and needs your signature urgently."