The closed space squeezes emotions into airtight making it difficult to find a suitable expression.

Even Zheng Shuyi didn't know how to answer the answer.

Shi Yan didn't speak, just looked at Zheng Shuyi like this.

He was obviously the one who took action, but he was the one who insisted on waiting for an answer.

Her silence became increasingly difficult to maintain under Shi Yan's gaze.

Although it is absolutely quiet and even the sound of breathing is drawn away, the heartbeat in Zheng Shuyi's ears amplified little by little, and the "bang bang" sounds louder and louder every time.

It seemed that it was jumping fast and unable to provide blood, and even the oxygen began to be insufficient, and the whole person began to lose weight.

Zheng Shuyi's throat thrilled.

I wanted to reach out and hold my chest down so that it would stop beating so that I could give her a rational mind and answer Shi Yan's questions.

But nothing was under her control.

She even began to wonder in a daze that Shi Yan would not hear her deafening heartbeat.

Amid endless silent eyes, the elevator suddenly rang.

Zheng Shuyi didn't hear it, nor did he notice that the feeling of weightlessness had disappeared.

Until the elevator door opened, two blonde foreigners stood outside. Seeing this scene, they were stunned for a moment, and then said, "hello?excuse?"

The consciousness suddenly came back to his senses. Zheng Shuyi caught a glimpse of the visitor and instantly pulled his hand back, immediately stepped out.

There is still the remaining warmth of the time feast on my hands, and a burning sensation lingers on the edge of my skirt, like the scorching fire, spreading little by little to my body.

Shi Yan followed her, her paced slowly.

The woman in front of her walked very quickly, with her head hanging down and without saying a word.

A few seconds later, Shi Yan stopped moving, and even hugged her arms and saw what she was going to do.

"Zheng Shuyi, you don't know where your room is?"

Even the wrong direction.

Sure enough, Zheng Shuyi paused and turned around and walked towards him.

He still looked like he was burying his head, and judging from his posture, it seemed as if the person in front of him did not exist.

Until she almost passed by, she still looked the same.

Shi Yan calmly watched her "shoulder" pass by herself, and finally reached out to hold her impatiently.

"What the hell are you doing?"

One of them stood facing north and the other facing south, one standing on the side.

"I'm thinking about things."

Zheng Shuyi looked at the wide open window at the end of the corridor in front of him and said expressionlessly.

Shi Yan: "Hmm?"

Zheng Shuyi's eyes rolled, and then slowly retreated to Shi Yan.

"I'm thinking, did you kiss me just now?"

Shiyan: "…"

He raised his eyebrows.

Zheng Shuyi: "I'm not dreaming, am I? It's too unreal!"

Shiyan: "…"

Zheng Shuyi stepped on his feet, "Come on again?"

“…”

A gust of wind passing through the hall came towards me, which was very cool and had some temporary sobering effect.

really.

This woman who writes poetry and works in heaven and earth cannot use normal logic to explore what she is thinking.

Zheng Shu thought that he didn't say anything, and began to get worse and pulled his sleeves and shook it.

"I didn't feel it just now, do it again?"

“There are opportunities for make-up exams in the exam.”

“I apply for a make-up exam.”

After a while, Shi Yan took her sleeve, pulled it apart, and then pressed her shoulders, forcing her to turn left.

“Go back to sleep.”

The person was pushed to the door, and he took out the room card directly from her coat and opened the door by swiping the card. A series of actions were completed in one go, and Zheng Shuyi didn't even have the chance to struggle.

Not completely none.

When Shi Yan was about to close the door from outside, Zheng Shuyi grabbed the door, tilted his head, and raised his face pitifully, "Don't you really come again? I really didn't feel anything."

Shi Yan had no expression, so she spread her fingers one by one, and then closed the door without hesitation.

With a "click", the crisp lock.

The atmosphere suddenly changed inside and outside the door.

Zheng Shuyi's whole body was exhausted, and the expression on his face disappeared. He had to lean against the door to support himself in order to stand, looking at the wall opposite with a blank look.

Outside the door, Shi Yan stared at the door and left for a long time.

That night, Zheng Shuyi soaked in the hotel bathtub for a long time, trying to dilute all the panic in his heart.

Don't panic. If you panic at this time, everything will be out of track.

She should be the one who dominates all this.

Why do you feel that she is passive...

It was not until the water was cold that Zheng Shuyi slowly stood up, walked out wearing a bath towel, and fell down winding water stains on the ground.

——

There were two meetings on the first morning of the Krenche Forum, namely the "financial risk contagion originating from the stock market" from 9:00 to 10:00 and the "new vision of industrial cooperation from 10:30 to 11:30."

In the morning, Zheng Shuyi's alarm clock and the hotel's wake-up service rang at the same time.

She sat up on the bed, her head hurt a little, and walked to the bathroom and took a look at her face.

As expected, her dark circles were as heavy as pandas.

Fortunately, she brought a full set of cosmetics for this trip.

But she came out a few minutes later than the agreed time.

Shi Yan stood at the door of her room, looked at her wrist watch, and knocked on the door helplessly.

This helplessness was not because Zheng Shuyi was delayed for a while, but because he felt that if he continued to look for this situation, he might be able to make some new tricks in the past two days.

The Zheng family has no other skills in writing, and it is definitely not something that ordinary people can resist when it comes to doing things in a fancy way.

The person inside did not respond, so Shi Yan had to call her.

But as soon as I dialed, the door opened.

The person in front of him was wearing a white shirt, beige pencil skirt, holding a coat in his hand, and keeping his hair behind his ears, taking care of it meticulously.

The makeup is decent and the look is natural.

Thinking of her "kissing" look last night, Shi Yan was still a little uncomfortable.

I even felt that she was holding on to some big move.

However, until the two of them lost their cars, Zheng Shuyi was peaceful and sat aside in a regular manner, dignified as a female anchor like a textbook.

It is normal, but it is also abnormal everywhere.

"Have you had breakfast?"

Shi Yan asked.

Zheng Shuyi nodded: "I've eaten it, what about you?"

Shi Yan glanced at her, "Yeah."

She smiled and continued to look straight ahead.

Then secretly do psychological construction for yourself:

Well, just keep it steady, I can, I am the dominant one.

The car drove smoothly towards the venue.

A few minutes later, Zheng Shuyi's cell phone vibrated, and someone tagged her in the group.

This group is called "Jiangcheng Financial Reporter Circle". It is not a work group, but a private person who has been pulled down by some peers. The purpose is to promote communication and mutual assistance in the circle.
To be continued...