I Love You At The Right Time

“What’s the matter?”

Stretched out his hand and waved in front of her eyes. Liang Xiao Mo frowned slightly： “What happened? You and Wen Jin’an?”

“No.” Looking up, Su Ci smiled and said, “It’s okay.”

“Really?”

“Really. By the way, when is the wedding?”

“Qin Wei still has a movie in his hand, and I also have several advertisements. We plan to do it next month.”

“Well, quite good. There are also many things to prepare for the wedding.”

Taking a drink from the cup, Liang Xiao Mo licked his lower lip and asked Su Ci nervously, “Will you come?”

“Hmm?”

“Don’t play dumb, my wedding. Su porcelain, will you come?”

Su porcelain lost his smile. “Of course.”

With a sigh of relief, Liang Xiao Mo sincerely said, “Thank you.”

“You are disgusting today. Sure enough, married women are different.”

“Is it?” After brushing his long hair, Liang Xiaomo said shyly, “I also feel a little different.”

After eating, the two walked out of the restaurant.

“Sue is really busy.” Wearing sunglasses, Liang Xiao Mo snorted, “Almost caught up with me.”

“There has been a cooperation recently. I’ll call you to dinner when I’m finished.”

“Really? Words count, Su Zong, I’m waiting for your call. Don’t let me take the initiative to ask you out every time, please take the initiative a little, even once.”

“Well, I’ll take the initiative next time.” When he turned over his wrist to reveal his wrist watch, Su Ci said, “It’s time for me to go first.”

“Good, good, let’s go.”

Watching Su porcelain get on the bus and the car leave.

Liang Xiao Mo breathed out a sigh of relief, revealing a sincere smile.

The weather is really good and the mood is really good.

*

The wind is blowing.

“Knock, knock.”

Light knock on the door, heard the sound of Su porcelain inside, Jing Ran pushed open the door, probe in.

“Mr. Su, it’s time to leave work.”

Su Ci did not lift his head behind his desk and replied, “Oh, I see, you go first.”

Jing Ran curled his pie mouth, pushed open the door and walked in. “Su Zong, he has been working overtime for a week in a row. Aren’t you tired?”

Moving his neck, Su porcelain rubbed his eyebrows and raised his head with a wry smile： “not tired? I am almost exhausted.”

“So, get off work, Su Zong, be careful of your health.”

“Well, well, my lovely little secretary, I have discretion.” With a smile, Su Ci waved his hand： “It was very difficult to leave work on time today. You don’t go out with your boyfriend yet. I think he has a problem with me.”

“He dares.” Jing Ran raised his eyebrows： “He dare not say anything about my job.”

“Yo, look at you to severe. Stop talking nonsense and get off work quickly. Hurry up.”

“Su Zong, then you?”

Su Ci poked at the document in front of him. “I’ll go after reading this. I promise, go.”

“All right, Su Zong, I’ll go first.”

“Uh－huh.”

The office door closed and the room was silent.

Su porcelain looked at the empty mug, got up and went to the tea room to pour himself a cup of coffee.

After drinking, the cell phone rang.

Take it out and have a look. Her lip angle hooks up.

“Hello.”

“What are you doing?”

“Busy.” Her voice was unconsciously coquetry. She leaned against the table in the tea room and said, “I am so busy that I am dizzy.”

“Pay attention to rest and don’t be too tired.”

“There is no time to rest.” Mumbled, she asked, “What are you? What are you doing?”

Over there, the male voice was shallow and gentle： “I am resting.”NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

“Tut!” Low before, Su porcelain gritted his teeth： “does Wen always call specifically to pull hatred?”

When her words fell, Wen Jin’an over there laughed in a low voice.

Hearing his laughter, she only felt that the exhaustion she had just covered had miraculously dispersed and there was nothing left.

Therefore, he is her panacea.

“Jin’an, I miss you.”

“I miss you too.”

“I will come to you when the cooperation case I have is finished.”

“Well, take your time.”

“Slow? Can’t be slow, I wish I could fly to your side and hold you now, but also slow?”

“Silly.”

“Well, that’s why I like you so much.”

His porcelain son now has to confess to him every day, many times.