Seven Nights of Forbidden Love: Good Morning, Chief!

The man casually sipped his tea and asked, "I wanted to ask, what would you do if I confessed to you?"

Qin Yishen let out a cry, rolled his eyes impatiently, and said, "I remember, I already rejected you."

"Also, twice."

The man almost choked, coughed, and said, "I mean, what if I'm serious?"

"Then I also refuse."

Qin Yishen became more impatient: "Although I look unreliable, but every time I refuse you, I want to be serious. Didn't you see?"

As expected, Qin Yishen could be so stupid that he didn't have the right words beforehand.

For the first time, the man's eyes were full of mockery when he saw her.

Qin Yishen was inexplicably despised.

"Is that all you want to say?"

"Of course not."

Now it was the man's turn to roll his eyes: "What are you doing, so anxious to go back?"

Qin Yishen was too lazy to say anything.

Sitting in the position, stirring the black tea, holding his chin depressed, looking at the men and women outside, he sighed that it’s nice to be young.

Unfortunately, she is already big.

It's past that romantic age.

"Qin Yishen, you may not believe it, but I'm serious."

"I really really like you."

"Even if you were married to someone else at that time, I still like you."

Qin Yishen laughed; "Really? You are really OK, even if you are married, Kaxiao thinks."

The man also laughed.

But ah.

Qin Yishen, you didn't give me a chance to think about it at all.

In your world, there is only the field of view.

Apart from Jingyu, there is no second person.

How can I chase you like this?

You are covered with a thick shell, no matter how you pry it, you can't pry it open, but if it's a scene, your shell will open automatically. r

Let him in.

Then, no one else can get in.

He can't come out either.

Over time, in Qin Yishen's shell, only one scene area lived.

He can come out at any time.

But no one else can get in.

Not to mention any time, there is no chance for a second.

Because if it was someone else, Qin Yishen would automatically refuse.

The man looked at her.

Very serious, very hot eyes.

Qin Yishen swept to the opposite side of the house, a sports car parked.

She couldn't help laughing.

It turned out to be like this.

The man blinked at her and said, "Qin Yishen, I gave you away. Those words just now were all false."

Qin Yishen didn't take it seriously either.

Even if she knew it well, it was true.

The man handed her something similar to a plane ticket.

Qin Yishen glanced at the text on the ticket and couldn't help but smile: "This thing is much more cute than the flowers you gave me."

"The plane at ten o'clock tomorrow morning."

"Qin Yishen, come and see me off."

"...Okay." Qin Yi fondly stroked the ticket, shook it twice, and said, "Thank you, friend."

"You're welcome."

...

The next day.

Qin Yishen got up early in the morning.

Went to the airport.

It was not until half past nine that the man appeared.

Seeing Qin Yishen, he walked over, yawned, and said, "I'm sorry, I'm late, I overslept."

Qin Yishen looked at him speechlessly.

She stretched out her hand and threw a bag of things on his body: "There is nothing to give you, this is for you, it is meant."