Transformed into a girl: a song that made the whole network burst into tears

She was wearing a black dress and an off-white windbreaker, which made her skin tone crystal clear, like gelatin.

Xiao Yan couldn't help but stare at her without moving his eyes.

"A Yan?" He Yu called again.

Xiao Yan withdrew his gaze and said, "Come in.

He Yu followed him and walked into the living room.

Xiao Yan poured her a cup of tea.

"Drink tea. He put the teacup in He Yu's hand.

"Thank you." He Yu smiled and said, "A Yan, how old are you this year?"

"Twenty-six years old." Xiao Yan said, "What?"

He Yu looked at him with a smile, his eyes were full of charm, and the smile at the corner of his rosy mouth outlined a sweet and attractive arc.

"Are you married?" she asked, "I have two sisters, they both have husbands, and we have dinner together every week to celebrate.

Xiao Yan shook his head: "Not yet."

He Yu's eyes twinkled, his smile became sweeter, and he said: "Me neither. Would you like to be friends with me? My father is an architectural designer. He is very good at decoration and layout. My mother is also proficient in design in all walks of life. The two of us will definitely make money if we join forces."

Xiao Yan's hand trembled when he picked up the coffee cup.

He raised his eyes and stared at He Yu quietly. The dark light in his eyes was extremely complicated.

Did this woman do this on purpose?

She kept teasing him, and her words always made his heart beat faster and his blood surge.

Is she toying with him?

Xiao Yan felt disgust in his heart.

He stood up and said indifferently: "I have to work, you go back first.

He Yu was stunned for a moment, then continued without giving up: "A Yan, we can be friends."

"Sorry, I don't want to interact with strangers for the time being." After Xiao Yan finished speaking, he walked straight into the study.

He Yu stood there blankly.

She was a little aggrieved.

But there was nothing she could do.

She is now alone, with Xiao Yan as her only supporter. If Xiao Xian ignores her, she will definitely not be able to survive in school.

This is Xiao Yan's apartment, He Yu can't cause trouble.

She sighed helplessly and had to turn around and leave.

Xiao Yan stayed in the study for a whole afternoon.

In the evening, the assistant sent some documents to Xiao Yan for signature.

Xiao Yan was sitting in a chair, flipping through the information casually, occasionally signing his name, looking attentive.

He looked very carefully.

The assistant stayed with him and did not disturb him.

(bjch) Xiao Yan didn’t stop what he was doing until the sun set in the west.

"Mr. Xiao Yan, I ordered dinner, are you hungry?" the assistant asked.

Xiao Yan nodded and stood up: "Let's eat together."

"Yes." The assistant agreed.

The dinner was sumptuous.

He Yu ordered a table full of dishes, but she only touched a few chopsticks on her plate and pushed the rest to Xiao Yan: "A Yan, eat more."

Xiao Yan glanced at her.

"What? Am I not pretty enough?" He Yu blinked her watery eyes and asked shyly.

She looks more lethal than any other woman.

Xiao Yan lowered his eyes to cover up the emotions in his eyes.

He ate slowly, with a small appetite, and put down his bowl and chopsticks in less than five minutes.

He Yu was almost full and put down his bowl and chopsticks.

The two of them sat quietly, waiting for the waiter to clean up.

After a while, the waiter removed all the remaining dishes and replaced them with tea snacks and fruits.

Xiao Yan picked up a cup of tea, took a sip, and looked up at He Yu.

He Yu is also looking at him.

She wore a tight suspender skirt, revealing her round, snow-white shoulders, high breasts, and graceful curves, which were very eye-catching.

She put on light makeup and smeared rose-colored lip gloss on her lips. The color was so bright that she looked particularly seductive.

Xiao Yan pursed his lips.

His fingers kept rubbing the glass, and the pads of his fingers turned white.

"He Yu." Xiao Yan suddenly spoke, his voice cold and gloomy.

"Um?"

Xiao Yan put down the teacup and looked sharply: "Why are you here?"