The King of Cultivation from Sakurasou

After getting out of the car, he waved to her. Qianliu, who was standing on the side of the street, didn't take out his mobile phone until he watched the sports car go away, and was about to call Yuanzi.

When he saw that the time was just after [-]:[-], he gave up the phone call and decided to go straight to her.

I've been to the editorial department several times, and basically everyone knows Qianliu's appearance. After saying hello with a smile to the person he had met in his memory, he went straight to Yuanzi's work place.

At this moment, the short-haired Yujie was on the phone with her back to him, and her tone of urging was quite severe, completely different from the tone that she had no way to do when urging him.

Until Yuanzi hung up the phone three minutes later, he quietly leaned over, put his hand on her shoulder, and said softly, "I haven't finished work yet."

Yuan Zi was startled, slapped his hand and turned around quickly, seeing Qianliu raising his hand innocently looking at her, he felt angry and funny: "You scared me to death, why are you here?"

Sister Yu patted her chest and gave him a stern look.

"It was agreed at 8:[-], I'll be ready to pick up my Taketori Hime tonight half an hour in advance."

"Do you consider yourself an emperor?"

Yuan Zi was amused.

Chapter [-] Something happened today

Qianliu was noncommittal and glanced at the last two things in the memo on the desktop.

"That's all"

"Well, wait for me again, it's over in ten minutes."

Yuan Zi rubbed his sore waist and smiled at him.

"Okay, then I'll find and wait: a place to eat."

Qianliu didn't need to ask to know that this guy definitely didn't eat dinner.

In order not to disturb Yuanzi, Qianliu came to the booth and sat down: took out his mobile phone to check which izakaya had a better evaluation in Shinjuku, and casually chatted with a middle-aged man who was familiar with the editorial department.

Mainly talk about things that need to be busy during this time, and occasionally mention where Yuanzi has gone.

The editorial department has been here many times, and Qianliu is as casual as his own home, sitting directly on the side of a certain editor's desk, with his legs crossed, very proud.

Before he could ask for more information about Yuan Zi, he was slapped in the back.

Turning to look at Shang Yuanzi's vigilant eyes: "Why are you asking so much, let's go."

"have to."

Geez, ten minutes passed so quickly.

After getting off the table, Qianliu planned to follow Yuanzi out. Before leaving, he caught a glimpse of a middle-aged man blinking his right eye at him, revealing an ambiguous smile that all men understand.

Qianliu was thinking about whether to give him small shoes behind his back. Although everyone is friends, public is public and private is private. He has always been clear about public and private.

It must be wrong to arrange the boss behind the back. Yuan Zi, as the deputy editor-in-chief, has to maintain his dignity, so Qianliu gave him a warning look and gestured with his lips, "If you dare to talk nonsense, I will tell you about the last time you went to the custom shop. wife"

The man shrugged and raised his hands in surrender.

Following Yuanzi to the parking place, Qianliu was about to come to the co-pilot when Yuanzi decisively pushed him to the other side.

"Well, you come to drive, they are exhausted today."

Saying that, Yuan Zi threw the car keys to him, took off his high heels, stretched out and lowered the passenger seat.

The lovely twist of the toes covered in seamless black silk and painted with red nail polish, which had been bound in the high heels for so long, was finally released.

Qianliu glanced at her as he inserted the car keys.

Yuan Zi saw the eyes that didn't know how to tell, and puffed up his cheeks and said: "Why, don't say stinky if you hate me, or wait: I'll put my foot in your mouth!"

Qianliu gestured and opened his mouth like a zipper: "Don't worry, even if I get fainted, I won't say anything here."

"How can you exaggerate as you say!"

Yuan Zi couldn't help being amused, and reached out to hammer him: "Damn guy!"

In fact, there is no unbearable odor in the car. It is true that black silk and high-heeled shoes are easy to cover up the smell. However, the garden did not walk much all day today, and she basically stayed at work. She is not prone to sweating. Welcome to the winter season.

Therefore, there is only a slight leather smell, which can be blown away naturally by the influx of cold wind after the car is started.

With his legs folded on the blanket in the car, Yuan Zi raised his head and let out a faint moan: "The waist is so sore, it's almost stiff."

"Wait or not: find a place"

Qianliu asked without squinting.

"Forget it, just give me a massage for a few minutes later."

"Um"

Qianliu gave her a quick look in surprise.

"Why not happy"

The charming color in Yuan Zi's eyes was fleeting.

"No problem at all."

"It's almost there."

Yuan Zi murmured and leaned her head slightly closer to the car window, the strong wind ruffled her short hair, and the strands of hair stuck to the corners of her mouth added a bit of charm.