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Chapter 4 He still seems to have the soft fragrance of Song Yu's lips on his lips

Guan Xiaolin looked at the disappearing rear of the car and said nothing.

"Thank you this time. If you hadn't gone to find Luo Yushu, I wouldn't even be able to see his people." In the car, Song Yu turned his head and looked at Jian Yi's clean and elegant side face, which she had liked for 13 years man.

"I didn't do anything. It's a pity that I'm just the manager of Qilin Engineering Department. Otherwise, I'd just let you go through the back door." Jian Yi said with a smile.

Song Yu shook his head, "You have already done a lot for me."

Otherwise, how could a fresh graduate directly join the company as an architect?
When she graduated from university, Jian Yi had already accumulated a lot of contacts in Qilin before introducing her to Chengshi.

Afterwards, she was admitted to graduate school, and then worked and studied in the city until she graduated from graduate school a year ago.

"Here we are." The car stopped downstairs, and Jian Yi got out of the car with Song Yu.

"Thank you, be careful when driving on the road." Song Yu said, the cold wind of the winter night messed up her hair and scattered her voice a bit.

"Song Yu, I want you to know that no matter what I do for you, you don't need to thank me." Jian Yi's eyes were watery, as if he was telling her something.

Song Yu blushed and lowered his head shyly.

"It's cold, go up, I'll leave when the lights in your house are on." Jian Yi said.

Song Yu nodded, turned around and walked halfway, looked back at Jian Yi, and then went upstairs.

Qi Chengzhi opened the car window, lit a cigarette, saw the lights of Song Yu's house turned on, and Jian Yi drove away.

The slender index finger and middle finger held the cigarette between his lips, and his lips let go as soon as they touched the cigarette.

He opened the door, threw his unsmoked cigarette on the floor, and stubbed out the soles of his shoes.

It seemed that there was still the soft fragrance of Song Yu's lips on his lips, and he didn't want to be overwhelmed by the smell of cigarettes.

He lowered his head, looked at the heat under his trouser chain that had calmed down, and couldn't help but smile wryly.

It was just a light peck just now, but he was shamefully hard...

Taking out his mobile phone and dialing a number, Qi Chengzhi still had that calm and calm voice, "Cheng Lin, it's me. I will personally handle the hotel development case this time."

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone, leaving Qi Chenglin on the other end of the phone wondering what to do with the phone.

Song Yu returned home, fumbled for the switch, and the light illuminated her one-bedroom den.

The housing prices in City B are frighteningly high, and the rent for a one-bedroom apartment is already the upper limit she can accept.

Song Yu kicked off his high heels, then fell down on the bed, let out a deep breath, closed his eyes and rubbed the corners of his eyes, his body was so tired that he didn't want to move anymore.

(End of this chapter)