Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

The agent, who looked old-fashioned, raised his eyes to look at her.

His eyes were dark and he smiled slightly.

"good."

"Nice to meet you, Miss Yun."

His voice was lowered, gentle and polite.

"..." Lou Lingxiao, who was standing by, felt ignored for the first time.

On weekdays, he is the only one who can be the focus of women's attention.

No matter which rich woman he met, they would all set their sights on him and be interested in his body.

Even willing to spend a lot of money to get him.

How come this woman doesn't like him anymore? ?

Unexpectedly, she is still such a beautiful woman.

He looked at her, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Inexplicably lost.

He would feel disgusted by the old woman next to him, but if it were her...

"Miss Yun, my name is Lou Lingxiao."

He took the initiative to reach out his hand and even took a step forward.

Wanting to get her attention.

"Hello, nice to meet you."

Only by taking initiative will you have a chance.

His appearance is fair and clean, and his eyebrows are delicate and graceful.

She is tall, thin and beautiful.

Even the fingers are long and well-defined, carefully crafted, and there is nothing wrong with them.

He is a good-looking person with perfect skin.

However, she only glanced at him.

No reaching out.

He just nodded politely and returned the favor.

"Hello."

Apparently she was immune to his good-looking appearance and had no reaction.

I don't know him either.

Obviously his name and face are on the billboard outside.

It's a pity that she has just returned to China and doesn't know who the domestic celebrities are.

Listening to his self-introduction, it was just like treating a stranger.

Polite and polite.

The difference is a little too obvious.

Not even a fool can see that.

She looked at the ordinary agent again.

He didn't notice at all that his hand was still in the air.

There was no handshake and it was a bit awkward for a while.

"If you are working, I won't disturb you."

With that said, she raised her phone.

The tone is different.

Light and natural.

"..." The agent put his black-rimmed glasses on his face and hummed in a low voice.

He stared at her, his crimson lips slightly raised.

"Goodbye, Miss Yun."

A very gentle voice, as if speaking to her softly in her ear.

Like feathers floating across the water, there is nothing there.

There are ripples, which makes people feel itchy.

I want to pounce, hug, and kiss.

It gives people a sense of seriousness.

It makes people want to tear off his old-fashioned exterior and look inside.

A deeply hidden heart.

Beauty Yun looked at him and said nothing.

Being impulsive is just...

Not yet.

Gotta hold it in.

Don't scare him.

She turned her hands away and thought about it.

Then, she suddenly came close to his ear.

Very close, almost a hug.

The breath is warm and the flowers are fragrant.

Too intoxicating.

"I will send you a message. Remember to pass it when adding friends. Remember to reply to me. Don't ignore me."

After saying this quickly, she turned around and ran away.

Run to the other suite, open the door, and close the door.

Done in one go.

As if afraid that he would refuse.

The agent paused, and his dark, foggy eyes looked quietly at the direction she ran away.

Fingertips slightly curled.

She spoke very quickly just now, not giving him a chance to speak at all.

She ran away, but her fragrance still lingered in the air.

It was faint and seemed to be stained on his suit.

The moment he got closer, it was like a breath of air was blown on his heart.

Inexplicably hot.

So hot...

His eyes were extremely dark.