PFC Chapter 259 What do you smell like?
Chapter 259 What do you smell like?
"Forget it, just focus on your own business."
Even her elder brother didn't say that there was a way to find someone. Xiao Cheng had just returned from abroad a few months ago, but he was so arrogant.
I guess he doesn't even know whether willow ears are round or flat, or what they are used for.
Although Chu He was in a very low mood, when she thought that he was also thinking about her own safety, she still had the necessary self-awareness, otherwise he would have to clean up if something happened.
She rubbed her head against the man's chest muscles, and then into the crook of his neck.
While rubbing, he raised his eyes and took a peek.
The man's protruding Adam's apple rolled twice, and his smooth and beautiful jaw moved.
Then a sound was heard.
"Really want to go out?"
When Chu He heard this, he instantly became energetic and nodded rapidly.
"I promise not to run around and won't make you worry."
She said, looking at him expectantly.
"Then I'll accompany you."
Chu He: "..."
He was serious about it and went with her to the gallery.
And all the work meetings are held there.
On the first day, Xiao Cheng's people came in waves, and at the end of the day, the gallery was busier than usual.
For the next three days, Xiao Cheng practically moved his office to the gallery.
He followed Chu He wherever she went, carrying his laptop with him. Except in the car, he stayed in Chu He's office to handle official business, and he received more than a dozen calls a day.
Qiao Yueyue walked into Chu He's office with the draft of her work in her hand.
It was a habitual action. If Chu He was not around, she would close the door.
Then put the sample in the safe.
Because there have been incidents of sample draft leaks before, it is generally not handled by a third party.
"Open the door."
"what……"
Qiao Yueyue was frightened by the sudden sound and the papers in her hand fell to the ground.
The voice came from the French window.
Seeing that there was a man on the sofa, there was a hint of surprise in her eyes, and then some joy.
"Xiao... Young Master Xiao."
"Leave the door open. Don't close it. It's always like this from now on."
Qiao Yueyue nodded, quickly bent down to pick up the documents on the ground, and said a little embarrassedly:
"Sorry to bother you. I'm here to deliver a draft to Mr. Chu."
Xiao Cheng had just finished the work at hand. He lazily crossed his legs on the coffee table and leaned back on the sofa with his arms folded to rest.
"She's not here, just drop her off and leave. No need to close the door!"
His tone was cold, and he lifted his eyelids and then closed them again.
Qiao Yueyue carefully placed the sample paper into the safe next to the desk.
During this time, she also stole a glance at the man on the sofa.
After closing the door of the safe, she stood up and walked cautiously towards Xiao Cheng, not knowing where she got the courage from.
When they were about two meters away, the man suddenly spoke.
"What do you smell like?"
Hearing this, Qiao Yueyue smiled gently, with a hint of joy in her eyes.
Ever since she knew that it was Xiao Cheng who saved her at the hot spring villa, she felt a sense of gratitude and closeness towards this man.
She had always wanted to find an opportunity to thank him properly, but she didn't expect that he would be Chu He's boyfriend.
Now that she could get close to him, Qiao Yueyue secretly felt lucky that she had the chance to make him notice her.
But she also knew that a man like Xiao Cheng was out of her reach.
From this perspective, it is really as the rumors outside say, this Second Young Master Xiao is cynical, contemptuous and arrogant, and is not someone she can covet at all.
But despite this, even if Young Master Xiao said a word to her, she would feel very satisfied.
Qiao Yueyue whispered back, "Maybe it's the smell of turpentine."
The next second, Xiao Cheng frowned slightly, slowly raised his eyelids, and hummed with a strange expression.
His face instantly turned cold.
Qiao Yueyue was a little embarrassed, but still explained with a smile: "Sorry, it might have been stained in the studio just now."
She spoke softly, trying not to disturb him or offend him.
Xiao Cheng just glanced at the woman lightly and continued to rest with his eyes closed.
This smell is really fucking headache-inducing. I didn’t notice it because I was far away just now, but now that I’m closer, I feel it’s particularly pungent.
"Anything else?"