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The soft sofa made the two of them sink together quickly, and they leaned closer to each other naturally. Qin Guan was surrounded by a cold orchid fragrance, which was faint and delicate.

Qin Guan sniffled his nose exaggeratedly, took Cong Nianwei's drooping hair in his hand and sniffed it lightly, and said to Cong Nianwei in an unscrupulous tone: "Little lady, it smells so good."

Before the play was over, Cong Nianwei pulled Qin Guan up from the sofa and dragged him to the door.

Taking advantage of her boyfriend being puzzled, she pushed Qin Guan into the door: "The free items that come with the box, you go and rub it too." After speaking, she pushed her boyfriend in.

Cong Nianwei smiled at the few buddies in the hall, picked up a beautifully packaged light novel on the shelf, and leaned on the recliner by the floor-to-ceiling glass to read.

After a while, a heart-piercing howl suddenly came from the originally quiet inner room: "Oh my god! It hurts, hey hey, I can't press that, oh!! Oh heh heh! Crackling! "

Cong Nianwei's face leaning on the pillow lifted slightly, she didn't know whether it was because of the voice of her boyfriend inside the door, or because the novel in her hand was really wonderful, but there was a little contented expression on her face.

If a person has a unique experience, he will definitely try his best to give this experience to his bad friends.

Cong Nianwei gently turned to a new page. Although the whole body was quite comfortable after the essential oil massage, the technician's vigorous rubbing made people feel crispy, numb and painful.

Cong Nianwei, who was concerned about the screams heard by people outside, gritted her teeth and persisted for 40 minutes. Since there are such wonderful, free items to enjoy, why don't you forget to recommend them to your boyfriend.

It wasn't until the night became dark that Qin Guan and the others came out of the Fructose Club.

For this quiet place, even Guan Jian and He Ming expressed their approval.

Wiping off his cold sweat, Qin Guan handed the two newly created cards to He Ming and Keyan, murmured about the membership benefits he might enjoy, and briefly said a few words.

Wait for them to come alone one day, and then slowly enjoy the benefits of the posture.

Because Qin Guan brought his girlfriend with him, he didn't have the chance to see those hidden rooms that he couldn't take them with him today.

Qin watched the cars on the parking lot drive away one after another, and the friends who were traveling together came together because of their fate.

He said to Cong Nianwei with emotion: "It's getting cold, get in the car, I'll take you back to school."

Cong Nianwei took the bag hanging from Qin Guan's body with a smile, and said with a smile, "Okay."

The car started, and the CD played a rather soothing blues, Qin Guan opened his mouth in a tentative tone: "Cong Nianwei."

"Huh?" She turned her head while holding her chin and looking out of the window.

Qin Guan stared straight ahead: "After we go abroad, we won't live on campus. I'll ask John to find an apartment for us."

Cong Nianwei blinked, and turned her head back to the direction outside the car window, but she didn't pause when she answered Qin Guan: "Okay."

Qin Guan's hand holding the steering wheel was instantly clenched because of this answer, and he said nervously: "No, I mean, it means living together, you..."

well! I can't go on.

Cong Nianwei still did not turn her head again, her ponytail drooped from her shoulders, and she answered Qin Guan with an extremely calm voice: "I understand what you mean, how long have we known each other then? I am willing."

Qin Guan's voice stopped abruptly because of his girlfriend's answer, but in the quiet carriage was his rapid breathing that could not be calmed for a long time.

Cong Nianwei's fair face was reflected on the glass of Daqie's co-pilot, even the image refracted by the glimmer of light, reflected her complexion was rosy.

We are all growing up gradually, and some of our feelings will slowly dissipate with the passage of time, while others will gradually ferment and become the purest and strongest wine, presented in front of the two of us.

There are always people who set countless definitions for love, but in fact it is so natural.

In the female dormitory of Tsinghua University, no one would notice that in the car sending his girlfriend off, a boy kept waving his fists and yelling to the inexplicable air: "yes! yes!"

Selfless all over the sky, when the moon is high in the autumn night, dreams are safe.

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He Qian felt that she must have been lucky recently. Not only did she hand out her business card to the idol, but the idol even called her back.

She was in a hurry to touch up her makeup at the desk. This was the first time that this chatty and aggressive girl felt nervous.

The assistant outside the door knocked on the door and informed the young president of his family that Mr. Qin, who had made an appointment to visit in the morning, had arrived.

He Qian raised her head from the vanity mirror, and uncomfortably swept a set of cosmetics into her desk.

She subconsciously brushed her coquettish brown curls together, and coughed: "Let him in."

He Qian's assistant who has been with He Qian for a while, and is quite familiar with her style of handling things. He couldn't hide the smile on his face, turned around and said to Qin Guan in the lounge: "Boss Qin, please come inside."

As soon as Qin Guan was let into the office, he found the chattering girl that day, nodding at him with the serious elite fan, and said to the assistant expressionlessly: "Okay, you can go to work first."

The assistant nodded slightly, and closed the door when he left the office.

Qin Guan and He Qian looked at each other for more than ten seconds, and He Qian finally couldn't help covering her face and said, "Oh my god, you really called me? Idol, what do you need me for?"

Qin couldn't help laughing when he saw He Qian's painting style instantly changed to Wangfujing's. He handed the materials in the bag and the several bidding documents that Zhang Zhenqian had just finished to the person who got up from the desk. He Qian.

"Of course I have something to ask you, you should read these materials first."

He Qian didn't understand, so she took the basic and heavy materials, and sat on the sofa opposite Qin Guan to read them.

The more she looked at it, the more surprised she was. These items were exactly the items that her sales manager had applied to deliver to her a few days ago.

She looked at the information here at the time, and since she had been in the business of importing tools, her development level in the Northwest was relatively weak. When the sales manager reported it, she didn't pay much attention to it at all.

She picked up Qin Guan's bid in doubt, and the bid price on it was 10% less than the bid price of her sales manager.

He Qian was puzzled and asked like Qin Guanfa: "Idol, do you have a friend who wants to make this, did you show it to me?"

"But although the bidding price on this bidding document will be profitable, will the profit be too thin after winning the bid?"

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