“Where’s your boss’s ID card?”
Feng Nanshu opened his eyes and was stunned for a long time before he came to his senses. Then he pulled his down jacket sideways, dug twice in his pockets, and quickly took out his boss’s wife card.
Jiang Qin looked at her soft little face: “I haven’t seen you wearing it in the past few days. I thought you didn’t care about it anymore.”
“It’s rare, but I took it to class a few days ago and accidentally made a scratch on the corner of the table.”
The little rich woman stretched out her finger and pointed at a scratch on it, her expression a little gloomy.
She treasured this brand very much and was very sad after it was scratched, so she didn’t dare to wear it often and preferred to put it in her pocket.
Friendship has an emotional upper limit. Once the upper limit is full and overflows, a lot of love is expressed through actions.
Because although language can be beautiful and delicate, it is still weak when describing emotions. Some of the warmth that comes from the heart can only be conveyed through the intimacy of mutual contact.
Such as holding hands, such as hugging, such as kissing.
The little rich woman relied on him very much, and she was full of big bears in her heart. The closeness in words that resembled that of a brother and sister was indeed unable to carry all her attachment to Jiang Qin.
So after being aloof for so many years, she still couldn’t help but act coquettishly towards him, couldn’t help acting over the top, and couldn’t help wanting to kiss him.
Jiang Qin felt that the god of good friends would never forgive their behavior at this moment.
But I am so rich, and other big bosses can redefine mobile phones, why can’t I redefine friends.
At this moment, Feng Nanshu suddenly put her boss’s ID card on the sofa, then leaned forward and put the tip of her nose against Jiang Qin’s. Then she shook her head back and forth, her eyes soft and bright.
“Why are you looking at me like that?”
“It’s a bit addicting. I want to kiss you for a while longer.”
Jiang Qin was silent for a moment, then lightly smacked her pink lips: “It’s okay to hold hands with other good friends. You’ve been coveting your good friends’ bodies all day long.”
“Other good friends are like this too.”
“Are you serious?”
Feng Nanshu nodded confidently: “Although I’m not very smart, I know.”
Jiang Qin was silent for a long time: “This explanation will never be justified if it goes to court…”
“Brother, don’t worry. I saw a post before. Everyone said that good friends can pout.”
“What taboo website posts are so outrageous?”
Feng Nanshu swayed: “On your website, a nice person asked good friends if they could kiss, and everyone said yes.”