Ji Naitang can't help crying or laughing. Cen Muqi can still be distracted to reply to wechat in the meeting. If he is known by the group of employees attending the meeting, what will happen.

Ji Naitang: it's not that I look good. It's you who make me look good.

After he replied, he opened the photo again. This is the last time Feng Yan went to the orphanage and asked Cen Muqi to buy a SLR for taking photos. Cen Muqi found out the SLR sent by Leng Jifei, and then took a picture of Ji Naitang who was in a daze in the living room.

Because Cen Muqi also called him "little chicken" during the shooting, so he looked at the camera from the side of his face. There was a bit of confusion and confusion in his pure eyes. The comments were all about the prince with a melancholy breath and so on.

Prince, where is he a prince? He is just a man who lives in the mire. Just thinking about this, he received the news from Cen Muqi.

CEN Muqi: it turns out that it's important to have a boyfriend who can take pictures.

Ji Naitang missed a beat in his heart. After staring at the words "boyfriend" for a long time, Ji Naitang confirmed that he was not wrong.

He couldn't help swallowing his mouth saliva, and then he realized that his heart rate began to get faster. Boy friend, is that what he thought? Or is it just a joke?

Ji Naitang trembles and enters in the dialog box "Cen Zong means you are my boyfriend? 】After losing, he felt that there was something wrong with it. He quickly deleted it and then input [but you are not my boyfriend ~].

After this sentence was sent, he looked nervously at the screen of his mobile phone. He didn't know whether he was expecting or afraid of answering. His mobile phone lock screen time was set at one minute. After the mobile phone screen darkened three times, he didn't wait for a reply.

Ji Naitang's heart gradually sank, and he couldn't help thinking whether he should not reply so much just now. It sounds like there are some problems and he is a little annoyed, but now it's too late to withdraw.

He couldn't help standing up and began to circle around the office, thinking about whether Cen Muqi would believe the theft of wechat?

Simply return the wechat directly, and then it will be said that the number has been stolen!

Ji Naitang made up his mind and was about to quit wechat when wechat rang for a moment. He was stunned and took a few deep breaths before switching to the chat dialog box. It turned out that the message was from Yao Yuanjing.

Chunhua: Tanger, don't forget to follow up with Mr. Zhao.

Ji Naitang clenched his teeth and had an impulse to blacken Yao Yuanjing, but he had not yet implemented it. The head of Cen Muqi's proud chick appeared red spots.

He looked at it excitedly and found that Cen Muqi's reply was: can I apply for it?

Apply? What to apply for? Ji Naitang took a look at his hair just now, and felt that he was going to have difficulty breathing. He didn't know whether it was what he thought. He hoped it was. But he was afraid that he would think too much and understand wrong.

Ji Naitang: what to apply for?

CEN Muqi: apply to be your boyfriend!

Ji Naitang's eyes widened. This time he really suspected that he was hallucinating. What did Cen Muqi reply to? CEN Muqi said he wanted to apply to be his boyfriend?

Boyfriends? Not the gold Lord, not the lover, but the boyfriend!

He looked at the contents of the dialog box and knew that he should be happy, but he felt sour and had an impulse to cry.

This kind of thing that he doesn't dare to dream, actually happened in reality, how to call him not excited?!