LV Zhixuan hooked the corner of his lips and stretched out his hand to help Fu manyun put on a shoe.

Men are very gentlemanly and skillful in taking care of people, making people feel the warmth of being taken care of.

Fu manyun\'s heart moved. Seeing that the man wanted to help her put on another shoe, he hurriedly said, "I\'ll come by myself."

"OK! Try landing your feet and see if you feel uncomfortable?"

LV Zhixuan didn\'t force himself. He got up and opened his mouth very considerately.

Fu manyun got up, stepped on the ground and nodded, "very comfortable, thank you. Let\'s go and I\'ll show you around the company."

"OK."

LV Zhixuan answered, turned back and nodded with warmth again, followed Fu manyun out.

The door of the office was closed, and the warm lips bent and breathed out. I just felt that I was in a wonderful mood.

At the moment, she has a great desire to create.

I really want to write a song about her love with Jiang Lingfeng.

I want everyone to feel the deep affection between them.

Do it when you think about it.

Warm apricot eyes flow, quickly took a pen and paper, and recorded the inspiration in my mind.

One morning, warm wrote a rough idea of the lyrics.

I always feel dissatisfied with writing and scribbling.

"Well, I hate books when they are used. What I write here is a mess. I don\'t feel any beauty at all."

When Jiang Lingfeng pushed the door in, he heard the murmur in his warm mouth.

Looking into the distance, it can be clearly seen that there is waste paper on the desk, on the ground and in the paper basket.

Your own woman is really serious.

Jiang Lingfeng\'s eyes are full of tenderness. He strides to her desk and takes away the paper in front of her.

"Ah, you..."

Warm one Leng, see is Jiang Lingfeng, immediately Duqi mouth.

"I tell you, don\'t laugh at me, or I won\'t follow."

Jiang Lingfeng slightly raised her eyebrows and read the lyrics on the paper.

"Love will always come, life and death are destined to follow. They have waited too long to hold you tightly..."

"Oh, don\'t read it. Don\'t read it. The lyrics are too low."

Warm and shy, he quickly grabbed the paper in Jiang Lingfeng\'s hand.

Jiang Lingfeng smiled, walked to her side and took the man into his arms.

"How? My wife is so talented. I think those two sentences are very artistic."

"Don\'t flatter. Your opinions don\'t count."

"Why not count."

Jiang Lingfeng took her to the sofa and took the paper in her hand again.

"Because no matter how bad I write, you will say yes. It\'s too fake."

"You mean I lie because I love you?"

Jiang Lingfeng raised his eyebrows with soft eyes.

"Hehe, don\'t talk to me. I want to think about the lyrics."

Warm turned his eyes towards Jiang Lingfeng and tried to get up.

Jiang Lingfeng put a little force on her hand and pressed her down. "Have a meal. I\'ll help you think after dinner."

"You?"

Warm tilted his head and looked at him up and down, with a look of disbelief, "forget it."

"Don\'t believe me? Wife, you should be punished for treating your husband so lightly."

Jiang Lingfeng\'s big hand caresses her warm waist and touches it from her dress hem.

"Oh, stop, don\'t mess around."

With a warm face of shame, he hurriedly pressed someone\'s big hand.

"Wife, this is not a mess. It\'s an appetizer before dinner."

"You... Huh!"

This man, can you stop moving as soon as you meet!

In the future, she will lock the door of the office!

However, put a sign outside, Jiang Lingfeng is not allowed in!