After work, Su Nan looked at the man standing in front of a low-key black Cayenne downstairs.
Her eyes brightened, she walked over quickly and smiled:
"Come and pick me up? Why didn't you go up to me? How long have you been waiting?"
In front of him, Shang Qian's eyes were filled with a simple smile. He stretched out his hand, and Su Nan put his own hand on his big hand.
With a slight effort, Su Nan was dragged into his arms.
The two quietly hugged each other. Su Nan smelled the warm, silent and cold smell on him. It was light, and he snorted.
Her bracelet was on his waist, and almost all her weight fell on him.
A few seconds later, she suddenly exclaimed:
"Did I tell you that your waist is so thin..."
I felt that the man's body was stiff for a moment, and then my eyes were dark and looked down at her. The twinkling in my eyes meant an unknown feeling.
Su Nan continued to sigh: "unlike girls, your waist feels strong. It's hard to touch it. It seems to be full of strength."
The man glanced at the corner of his lip, and it seemed that there was a sound of bewitchment in his ear:
"Is this a compliment or a hint?"
Su Nan understood his meaning in an instant, and her face turned red in an instant.
She immediately released her hand, but before she could get out of his arms, she was hugged.
His low magnetic laughter rang out in his ears.
The employees who were not far away came off work one after another. They were shocked when they saw this scene.
God, what kind of idol show is this?
"Is this president Su?"
"Miss Su and Mr. Shang are really together. They were only speculating before, but now they are sitting down!"
"It's over. I'm going to be lovelorn!"
"Mr. Shang is also good. I feel that he is more gentle and considerate than Mr. Fu. It is suitable for Mr. Su..."
"Mr. Shang smiled. He smiled so warm..."
……
Hearing the confused discussion, Su Nan had to lift her head from his arms:
"Hurry up and go. If you don't go for a while, you may not be able to go!"