It was September, and the Nanjiang River was still green and thick.

Jiang Ruan heard Yan Chi's words and left her time in her heart, and she felt a little hot in her heart when the hot wind blew from somewhere.

Yan's building, in the elevator

The secretary stood by and sweated coldly. When the female classmate came over, the front desk did call him, but he didn't expect that this misunderstanding would happen. He looked at the other two people in the elevator with his eyes.

Jiang Ruan stood behind Yan Chi, holding a bag and a pastry box for equipment in his hand. He looked beautiful and had a very good temperament.

The tender lotus pink cheongsam, the skirt is dotted with green and green lotus leaves, reflecting a few tender lotus trees. The combination of red and green leaves is not seen at all, but in the hot summer, the white porcelain iced lychee water...

Tender, fresh and sweet.

Clothes like cheongsams are always picky. When worn on her, they have a confusing innocence at this age, but they have an indescribable style.

The secretary looked at Jiang Ruan and felt that the appearance of this female student was too eye-catching.

Jiang Ruan looked at Yan Chi with the mirror reflecting the elevator.

Very tall.

There is really no expression.

She really couldn't figure out why her grandfather and her parents always like to say that he was sensible and cute.

He looked ahead with a sharp eye. Through the reflective mirror, he naturally noticed the gaze of the person on the slanted back because...

Too blatant!

Almost no one dared to look at him so unscrupulously.

...

After entering the office, the secretary asked Jiang Ruan what he wanted to drink, "tea, juice, coconut water..."

"Coconut Water, thank you." After Jiang Rong thanked, he looked at Yan Chi. His office looked very similar to him, full of design, but not very popular. "Senior Yan, where are you going to sit for an interview?"

“On the sofa.”

Jiang Ruan nodded, then opened his bag, took out the video recorder and bracket, and started to build equipment. After all, student interviews are not that kind of professional media, and the equipment is relatively simple.

After the setup was completed, Yan Chi had already sat down, so Jiang Ruan pointed at him and began to adjust the camera.

At this time, the secretary had pushed the door open, brought a cup of coffee and coconut water and retreated.

The office is as quiet as it is, and the air conditioning is sufficient.

Jiang Ruan stared at the camera and watched Yan Chi pick up the coffee. A trace of heat came out of the edge of the cup, making his originally cold and hard facial features look a little hazy.

He lowered his eyebrows and looked down and drank coffee. In the HD camera, he could almost clearly see his coffee entering his throat and his Adam's apple slid slightly...

Jiang Ruan's breathing was stagnant.

The background is too hard and his expression is also very hard, so this slightly sexy picture looks too strong.

The camera was too clear, pulling his whole face very close. The two were clearly separated by a distance, but the room was filled with the smell of coffee, and the distance between him and himself was like...

Between the slightest.

At this moment, Yan Chi suddenly turned his head and looked at the camera, without any warning, and his eyes bumped into each other.

From a strict perspective, he was facing a machine, but for Jiang Ruan, she was already in the helmet, and was caught off guard by a critical strike.

Inexplicably trembling and panic.

"Isn't it done yet?" Yan Chi asked.

"Okay." Jiang Ruan sat opposite Yan Chi and put the pastry he brought on the table. "He came over to disturb you, and it wasted your time, so he bought something."

Yan Chi nodded and put down his coffee, "Is that all the words of encouragement for the freshmen?"

"Well, I've prepared a few more questions, you can take a look first."

Although Jiang Ruan is not a regular reporter, she also knows that when interviewing others, some of the contents need to be communicated in advance. She took out the printed paper from her bag and handed it to him.

Yan Chi glanced at the interview content prepared on the paper, which was all a matter of perfunctory matter, and it was nothing special. He looked up at the person opposite him.

Jiang Ruan held the coconut water, but his fingers subconsciously pulled the hem of his skirt.

Her cheongsam did not have any side slit design, and her skirt was knee-length, which was quite conservative, but she was too cold in the office. After sitting down, her calf was filled with wind, and she couldn't help but feel cold.

Yan Chi squinted his eyes, he always felt that the school girl opposite him...

A little familiar.

But I can't remember where I've seen it.

Just asking girls a question rashly will probably be treated as deliberately calling them.

Just as Jiang Ruan was drinking coconut water, she saw Yan Chi suddenly get up. She subconsciously got up, but saw him pick up the suit jacket hanging on one side and handed it to her.

"Senior Yan..."

"Isn't it cold?" Yan Chi swept her calves.

Jiang Ruan thanked him and took it. She sat on the sofa and carefully covered his clothes on his legs. With more layers of clothes, her legs were no longer cold and her body naturally became hot...

Yu Guang glanced at Yan Chi, always feeling that he was not as cold and inhumane as rumored.

"It's time to start." Yan Chi handed her the paper, and Jiang Ruan turned on the video recording function of the device.

...

The entire interview process went smoothly.

Jiang Ruan saved the interview materials, breathed a sigh of relief, quickly put away the equipment, and looked at the watch. It was almost eleven o'clock.

"Senior Yan, it's already noon, so I won't disturb you anymore." Jiang Ruan smiled.

Yan Chi walked over, "I don't seem to know your name yet."

Jiang Ruan: "..."

Because of that misunderstanding, she criticized Yan Chi when she met, so she didn't have time to introduce herself.

"I haven't handled what's going on today. Let's get to know each other again, Yan Chi." He said as he reached out.

Jiang Ruan looked at his hands. He looked good-looking, and even his hands were outstanding.

She is slender and skinny, with clear knuckles. Jiang Ruan thinks she is not a manual control, but she will naturally look at the beautiful things. She stretched out her hand and said, "I am from the Literature Academy, Jiang Ruan."

"Jiang...soft?"

Yan Chi looked at her, and then...

He gently held her hand.

Her hands were very cold, and his, very warm.

The knuckles are long and the palms are wide and thick. It is easy to gently hold her hand in the palm of her hand.

The sudden heat made Jiang Ruan's heart heat up.

"Jiang Ruan? That word ruan?" He looked at her with his head down, and his voice came from the top of his head, a silence of silence seemed to be clamoring her eardrums.

"Soft and soft." She found the simplest explanation.

"It's already noon, how are you going to have a meal?"

Jiangruan’s campus is far away. When she goes back at this time, she is afraid that there will be leftovers in the cafeteria.

"Just eat in the city."

"Today was my mistake, which delayed your time. I treat you at noon, just as apologize."

"Senior, really don't need it. I'll just eat something casually."

"Since you call me senior, it's okay to take care of my junior."

“…”

Next second

The fingers that were holding each other loosened, and the warmth that had just been wrapped disappeared, and the air conditioner came from all directions again. Jiang Ruan didn't feel cold, but the palms were a little hot.

Anyway, she left the company with Yan Chi for no reason.

**

Sooner or later, I decided to invite my "schooler" to dinner. The restaurant had already been booked and was close to the company. There was no need to drive, just a few minutes walk.

Jiang Ruan followed him step by step, and along the way, she attracted a lot of attention, but she had no time to take care of these things.

She was thinking, and she had just said her name, Yan Chi...

Don't know?

Could it be that I am very popular?

However, it is a good thing not to recognize it. When the two met, they had already made some mistakes. If they were to get involved in family relations, they would always feel a little confused.

Besides...

She didn't want to call the man in front of her uncle.
To be continued...