She calls him inhumane.
Three questions at the review meeting forced her to find a way to breathe.
Later, he looked at her seriously. "I heard that you have divorce experience to teach?"
Later, he leaned over and sat down, tilted his head, and his eyes fell on her face.
"Does it look good?" He asked calmly.
Before she could speak, he added another sentence.
"It's not about technology..."
He paused deliberately at the end of his voice, and his eyes stopped on her ear for a moment.
She was frozen in place by that gaze. I want to say something, but my throat seems to be blocked by something, and I can't squeeze out a word.
"I see you have a good figure. Are you satisfied?" She simply broke the pot.
He paused for half a beat.
"That's not much to see." He stood up and left without looking back.
It turns out that the most terrifying thing about this man is...
Not when he was the King of Hell, but when he occasionally showed a little bit of humanity.
They all thought they were the ship that didn't need to dock,
Later, I discovered that the other party was the Anshi who had been waiting for me.
This is a story between two sane and restrained adults.
Their relationship is not a romance that was established overnight, but a bond that grew up inch by inch in workplace games, real dilemmas and silent protection.
If you also believe that there is a kind of love that rises deep into the depths but is silent.
So, you are welcome to accompany me and slowly unfold their stories.
[Main CP line - restrained and affectionate workplace text - undercurrent, dual strong setting.
[Sub-CP line--Zhang Yang's fragile tale of two cities--the two-way hunting between the Queen of the Sea and the King of the Hidden Sea.
Concept: Adult love is about daring to reveal your weaknesses to the other person, and then forging armor together - and then never letting go.
