The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

This was what Xia Ling was most satisfied with about Tang Jiyao.

Even though she had disappeared for four years, he had never been with another woman, let alone with another woman.

He looked at Tang Jiyao, who had changed into casual clothes and was sitting behind a desk. He was handsome and serious.

A smile appeared on Xia Ling's lips as she knocked on the door of the study.

"President Tang, I have something to talk to you about. "

She stood at the door of the study, her appearance bright and beautiful.

She did not visit the three treasures palace for no reason. She was talking about Xia Ling.

In order to get Tang Jiyao to help her, Xia Ling specially instructed the servants to prepare pear soup from the kitchen. She brought it to Tang Jiyao.

Tang Jiyao looked at her. "Come in. "

*

After entering the study, Xia Ling placed the pear soup on Tang Jiyao's table and turned around to close the door.

"President Tang, I have something to discuss with you. "

"Oh? " Tang Jiyao looked at the steaming pear soup and then at the woman who had closed the door.

Her Skin was fair and she wore a loose light yellow dress that made her look more relaxed.

She had a vest collar and a high waist. She wore a lace dress with the HEM hanging down. Her arms were slender and snow-white.

At home, she did not seem to have any makeup on.

Therefore, when she leaned over in the hot air, Tang Jiyao smelled the faint scent of Shower Gel.

He saw that her skin was as white as jade, as delicate as white porcelain, and not a single pore could be seen. The exquisite collarbone lines on her neck made her blood boil.

His eyes darkened. Tang Jiyao put down the document in his hand, leaned against the back of the chair, and looked at the woman.

"What's the matter? XIJIU. "

Xijiu... ...

Xia Ling looked at him and felt goosebumps on her arms when he called her name.

She had never been called 'fold' so intimately since she came to this world.

Xia Ling rubbed her arms and went to Tang Jiyao's side.

She picked up the spoon and helped him stir the pear soup. She blew on it to let it cool down a little.

She smiled and said to him,

"President Tang, I want to go to school. I think the University of Construction and engineering in city a is pretty good. It's just that my studies have been wasted for so many years, so it's not realistic for me to take the college entrance exam. "

"How about I pay for it and President Tang help me walk? "

*

Go to school?

Tang Jiyao looked at her subtly.

Does it feel like the woman in front of you is... ... Not Normal ? ?

Her children are three or four years old, and now married to a rich family, do not want to cultivate any etiquette, flower arrangement, or with those women to hold a party, play... ...

Going to college now?

* Oh, yeah

Tang Jiyao looked at Gu Xijiu.

The woman who talked back to him at the Western food yesterday... ...

Standing beside him now, because I want something from him,

not only look gentle, sweet to help him blow cool pear soup, a pair of dark moist apricot eyes, in the request to see him, but also clear and look forward to... ...

It was as if if he did not agree to her request, he would let her down and hurt her heart.

Tang Jiyao's thin lips curled up. He enjoyed the feeling of being requested by a woman.

The matter of going to school would affect their future life. He could agree to a major event that would take three to four years.

However, what about Gu Xijiu?

Should he pay a small price for it?

He looked at Xia Ling.

There was a hint of playfulness on the edge of his lips, but Xia Ling... ...

Being stared at by Tang Jiyao like this, her discomfort was caused by his passionate gaze.

Xia Ling glanced at him. "The pear soup is cold. You can drink it now. "

She put down the bowl of soup and turned around to find a chair. She was about to sit across the desk from Tang Jiyao.

However, before she could sit down...

Leaning against the Office Chair, the man sat lazily and looked at her without batting an eyelid.

"Come over and feed me, or I won't agree to anything. "