Jian Ming in Lin Mo's memory was the dazzling senior on the basketball court, and the gentle white moonlight of the warm milk handed to her in the library carried the throbbing of pure love throughout her youth. A misunderstanding, first love died.
N years later, Lin Mo, a rookie in the workplace, "precisely dropped a bomb" on his first day on the job - all the coffee was poured on the "Living King of Hell" CEO Jian Ming! The moment she raised her head, her eyes trembled: isn't this iceberg man with a freezing aura the same as her first love senior who "died young"? !
"Lin Mo, long time no see." Jian Jing's cold fingertips brushed against her collar, his smile dangerous and charming, "How dare you dump me back then?"
Lin Mo: Help! My white moonlight looks so black! Change! Got it!
Where are the campus cookies you promised? How did he become the CEO's "settlement of accounts"?
Her mobile phone became a concise and exclusive "responder"? ——Information must be replied within seconds, otherwise "you will be responsible for the consequences".
Say a few words to your male colleagues? ——The other party likes to mention the one-way ticket for "Sahara expedition".
Want to escape his fingerprint-locked mansion? ——Simple smile: "The password is the day when you send your love letter. The windows are bulletproof. Be good."
Reasonable? ——Jian Jian turned on the yandere mode: "Mo Mo, my world can only hold you. If you run once, the cage will be welded tighter."
Lin Mo does sit-ups every day between "Commander Jian splits the sky" and "Mr. Jian is terminally ill", holding the shattered first love filter and wailing:
"How come my senior Qingfeng Mingyue mutated into a blackened version, a humanoid GPS, and a vinegar sea nuclear submarine?!"
When the heartbeat of youth encounters the morbid affection of adulthood——
Lin Mo: Can private space be saved?
Jian Ming (throat-locking hug): There are many places in the dream - but they are all mine.
