: do you dare
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Urban God-level Bodyguard
- Wandering Little Worm
- 691 characters
- 2021-03-01 07:12:34
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Zhang Xingyun waved his hand, Ling Xiaohan gritted his teeth and went to the kitchen to peel a plate of garlic out.
After eating three dishes, Zhang Xingyun stopped her. Ling Xiaohan couldn't take care of the numb feeling in her mouth. She went straight to the bathroom and looked into the mirror.
Although the food was stifling, the result was good anyway, it seemed to be a little smaller.
"It's said that my brother-in-law won't lie to you. Remember to eat more." Zhang Xingyun singed, and went to work with a smile.
Ling Xiaohan's changes were originally operated by Zhang Xingyun, which was not a disorder at all.
It's just that the internal force that Zhang Xingyun has input has accumulated to a point, and it will naturally get better over time, so in fact, you don't need to eat garlic.
But did our Master Bingwang just let go of the little ancestor?
When Zhang Xingyun went to the duty room to change his work clothes, he accidentally saw Zhao Dabao.
At a glance, I knew that the whole soul was not at home, and had not come out of that matter, otherwise Zhao Dabao had already started patrolling at the point where Zhang Xingyun went to work.
"Okay, don't be sad, where is there no grass on the horizon, why do you love a single flower?" Zhang Xingyun couldn't help but stepped forward and patted Zhao Dabao's shoulder.
Zhao Dabao said sadly, "I don't deserve Yan Yan, but I still can't let go ..."
Gao Yan pulls his own things, and Zhao Dabao does not complain about Zhang Nebula. This result may be part of what he expected.
Originally, he lied to Gao Yan, how could he blame others?
"I ask you, if you ever let you go again, would you dare to pursue her again? Use your current identity?" Zhang Xingyun looked at Zhao Dabao in a fixed manner.
"..." Zhao Dabao wanted to say dare, but he couldn't say anything when he spoke.
In his heart, Gao Yan not only looks good, but also a white-collar worker, what qualifications do you have to pursue her?
After all, it still doesn't deserve.
Zhang Xingyun did not ignore the inferiority complex in Zhao Dabao's eyes, and then said, "Don't you dare? Do you know who Yanyan is? The general manager of Yande, Gao Yan, who last came to talk about a contract with Ya'an, is Yanyan you know. "
"What?" Zhao Dabao grew his mouth, so to speak, he had seen Yan Yan before?
And still this identity!
I originally thought that Yan Yan was an ordinary white-collar worker. I didn't expect to be the general manager. Zhao Dabao, who knew the news, had no courage to say that he liked Gao Yan.
Longde Group originally existed better than Ya'an Group. Although Gao Yan is the general manager of the British City Longde Group branch, this position will not be worse than Ling.
What is the ability to stand beside him?
But it was a dust that humbled into the soil, and he wouldn't even give him a glance.
"Alas, you really don't deserve Gao Yan." Zhang Xingyun said with regret.
There should be a true relationship between Gao Yan and Zhao Dabao, but this misunderstanding is a bit big.
If Zhao Dabao really likes Gao Yan, and he has to pursue it recklessly, he will certainly create opportunities for him.
But looking at Zhao Dabao, it should be that he has no courage to speak up.
Do n’t blame him. Few people can feel inferior in front of a woman like Gao Yan, right? Women are beautiful and excellent, and people like Zhao Dabao can't wait to hide from her.
Such things as feelings can't be intervened casually, and it's not easy for me to put them together, right? Zhang Xingyun shook his head helplessly and returned to his post.
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