The disrepaired white wall began to fall off large pieces of wall skin one after another.
Dominoes in known directions were pushed down by both hands at the same time.
The room was too quiet, but the walls were still falling off one after another, and the pouring dominoes never stopped for a moment.
Chen Sirong felt that since she got on the elevator, she had already walked into an inescapable vortex.And at this moment, she was already in the center of the vortex.
The earlobes were so red that they could drip blood, and the retracted fingers stopped in the air in panic.
It was Caesar who pulled the trouser chain back on himself, and the zipper was stuck very tightly and closed slowly, leaving behind an invisible, tight-fitting crotch.
Only then did Chen Sirong dare to breathe a sigh of relief and noticed that sweat was rolling down from his breasts on his neck.
Drink water?Caesar rescued her from her embarrassment at this moment, and Chen Sirong nodded heavily.
Come with me.
Two people who knew it but pretended to be invisible.
Chen Sirong was worried and followed Caesar to the reception room.Caesar opened the refrigerator and asked her whether she had coffee, tea or coke.
Chen Sirong asked for ice cola.
The two then sat on the sofa facing each other, and Chen Sirong took a sip of ice Coke, and then he calmed down a little.
She licked her lips gently, but still cared about his wound again: Doctors say the knife injury is serious?
Caesar leaned on the sofa, he had been dressed neatly, as if nothing had happened.But the tight trousers won't lie, his erection just now is true.
Chen Sirong's neck was hot, so she picked up her cup and drank ice cola in big gulp.
It is not a very serious injury, it is very long but not deep, and it will be cured for a few days of cultivation.
Chen Sirong pinched the cup: That's good.
Caesar raised his hand and looked at the time. I can stay here for you for another fifteen minutes.
Chen Sirong was quiet for a second, and she put down her cup: Otherwise, I'd better leave, I've seen you.
Caesar looked at her silently and said in a plain voice: No problem, Grace.If you want to leave, I will ask the driver to take you off.
He then stood up to get his cell phone, and Chen Sirong also stood up and stood quietly behind him.
A heavy, unknown reason sadness suddenly hit Chen Sirong's heart at this moment. Her body seemed to be shaking, and her heart was dragged and sunk infinitely.
He didn't keep her.But she said she wanted to leave.
This moment was simply unbearable. She was tortured by her pretentious, cowardly, and tortuous thoughts, but has Caesar been tortured by her repeatedly like this?
After the separation, he never made any accusations against her, nor did he defend himself.He accepted all her emotions and accepted all her decisions.
Even though she had certainly wanted to be clear from him, he had never cowardly hidden his feelings.
That kiss, that phone call, that red velvet card.
Chen Sirong's eyes turned red in an instant.
In a sense, the master never left her.
The fingers held Caesar's wrist in the next second, and Caesar turned sideways and saw Chen Sirong's red eyes.
She didn't look at him, but just choked and said: Let's have lunch together.
After your meeting is over.she added.
Caesar's eyes remained silently on Chen Sirong's body.
His timid but brave Chen Sirong.
He wanted to hold her in his arms and kiss every tear she fell.
I also want to tell her that no matter whenever I ask him, I don’t have to have such great courage.
As long as she was willing to take the first step, he would walk to her without hesitation.
But his Grace is not so confident.
Her hand was so soft that he held it in his hand.
But Caesar just held her hand for a moment and let it go.
Grace, I'm glad you're willing to stay.
Chen Sirong was still covering her ears and looking down at the ground, but Caesar did not force her to look at her.
The meeting will take about an hour, you can stay here, sleep or read books.
Chen Sirong nodded and asked: Then you gave me the conference room, what should you do when you have a meeting?
Meetings are the same as in the ward.
So what if I accidentally make a sound and get heard?
As long as you don't come out, they won't know who is inside.
Chen Sirong looked up and looked at him: What if I accidentally came out and was discovered?
Caesar smiled indifferently: I will respond to you no matter what you say.
Chen Sirong was about to cry again, why was he so good?
You go out quickly.
Chen Sirong was afraid that he would be red again.
Caesar glanced at her and said: OK.
He turned around and walked towards the door.
When he reached the door of the conference room, Caesar held the door handle, stopped and looked at Chen Sirong again.
In the quiet and bright conference room, she sat upright on the sofa and watched him leave.His eyes were slightly red, because he shed tears.
See you in an hour, Grace.He said.
See you in an hour...Caesar.
His Grace also said to him.
Ferrari team lost one after another after a summer break, and everything seemed to be out of control in an unknown direction.
Countless ping-pong balls floating on the invisible ocean spread in the huge waves, but the motivation that supported him to pursue began to become blurred.
My father originally asked him to come back from the United States to serve as a team manager because his father was old.
He wants Caesar to come back, he needs Caesar to come back.
But for several months, my father did too many ridiculous things for Mlly.
He seemed to have forgotten Caesar and the team, and those expectations might never matter to him.
Caesar began to lose the motivation to continue pursuing, and now he continued to do it is just a sense of responsibility.
However, there is a ping-pong ball that is not within his scope of letting go.
He once grabbed the ping-pong ball tightly, but now he has lost the opportunity to own it.
He has lost it for too long and he certainly has enough patience to keep waiting, but that doesn't mean he doesn't want to get it back soon.
Caesar held the door handle of the conference room tightly and slowly closed it.
Chen Sirong's face gradually disappeared in the gap.
He thought that asking James to have a meeting today was indeed a correct decision.
Dominoes in known directions were pushed down by both hands at the same time.
The room was too quiet, but the walls were still falling off one after another, and the pouring dominoes never stopped for a moment.
Chen Sirong felt that since she got on the elevator, she had already walked into an inescapable vortex.And at this moment, she was already in the center of the vortex.
The earlobes were so red that they could drip blood, and the retracted fingers stopped in the air in panic.
It was Caesar who pulled the trouser chain back on himself, and the zipper was stuck very tightly and closed slowly, leaving behind an invisible, tight-fitting crotch.
Only then did Chen Sirong dare to breathe a sigh of relief and noticed that sweat was rolling down from his breasts on his neck.
Drink water?Caesar rescued her from her embarrassment at this moment, and Chen Sirong nodded heavily.
Come with me.
Two people who knew it but pretended to be invisible.
Chen Sirong was worried and followed Caesar to the reception room.Caesar opened the refrigerator and asked her whether she had coffee, tea or coke.
Chen Sirong asked for ice cola.
The two then sat on the sofa facing each other, and Chen Sirong took a sip of ice Coke, and then he calmed down a little.
She licked her lips gently, but still cared about his wound again: Doctors say the knife injury is serious?
Caesar leaned on the sofa, he had been dressed neatly, as if nothing had happened.But the tight trousers won't lie, his erection just now is true.
Chen Sirong's neck was hot, so she picked up her cup and drank ice cola in big gulp.
It is not a very serious injury, it is very long but not deep, and it will be cured for a few days of cultivation.
Chen Sirong pinched the cup: That's good.
Caesar raised his hand and looked at the time. I can stay here for you for another fifteen minutes.
Chen Sirong was quiet for a second, and she put down her cup: Otherwise, I'd better leave, I've seen you.
Caesar looked at her silently and said in a plain voice: No problem, Grace.If you want to leave, I will ask the driver to take you off.
He then stood up to get his cell phone, and Chen Sirong also stood up and stood quietly behind him.
A heavy, unknown reason sadness suddenly hit Chen Sirong's heart at this moment. Her body seemed to be shaking, and her heart was dragged and sunk infinitely.
He didn't keep her.But she said she wanted to leave.
This moment was simply unbearable. She was tortured by her pretentious, cowardly, and tortuous thoughts, but has Caesar been tortured by her repeatedly like this?
After the separation, he never made any accusations against her, nor did he defend himself.He accepted all her emotions and accepted all her decisions.
Even though she had certainly wanted to be clear from him, he had never cowardly hidden his feelings.
That kiss, that phone call, that red velvet card.
Chen Sirong's eyes turned red in an instant.
In a sense, the master never left her.
The fingers held Caesar's wrist in the next second, and Caesar turned sideways and saw Chen Sirong's red eyes.
She didn't look at him, but just choked and said: Let's have lunch together.
After your meeting is over.she added.
Caesar's eyes remained silently on Chen Sirong's body.
His timid but brave Chen Sirong.
He wanted to hold her in his arms and kiss every tear she fell.
I also want to tell her that no matter whenever I ask him, I don’t have to have such great courage.
As long as she was willing to take the first step, he would walk to her without hesitation.
But his Grace is not so confident.
Her hand was so soft that he held it in his hand.
But Caesar just held her hand for a moment and let it go.
Grace, I'm glad you're willing to stay.
Chen Sirong was still covering her ears and looking down at the ground, but Caesar did not force her to look at her.
The meeting will take about an hour, you can stay here, sleep or read books.
Chen Sirong nodded and asked: Then you gave me the conference room, what should you do when you have a meeting?
Meetings are the same as in the ward.
So what if I accidentally make a sound and get heard?
As long as you don't come out, they won't know who is inside.
Chen Sirong looked up and looked at him: What if I accidentally came out and was discovered?
Caesar smiled indifferently: I will respond to you no matter what you say.
Chen Sirong was about to cry again, why was he so good?
You go out quickly.
Chen Sirong was afraid that he would be red again.
Caesar glanced at her and said: OK.
He turned around and walked towards the door.
When he reached the door of the conference room, Caesar held the door handle, stopped and looked at Chen Sirong again.
In the quiet and bright conference room, she sat upright on the sofa and watched him leave.His eyes were slightly red, because he shed tears.
See you in an hour, Grace.He said.
See you in an hour...Caesar.
His Grace also said to him.
Ferrari team lost one after another after a summer break, and everything seemed to be out of control in an unknown direction.
Countless ping-pong balls floating on the invisible ocean spread in the huge waves, but the motivation that supported him to pursue began to become blurred.
My father originally asked him to come back from the United States to serve as a team manager because his father was old.
He wants Caesar to come back, he needs Caesar to come back.
But for several months, my father did too many ridiculous things for Mlly.
He seemed to have forgotten Caesar and the team, and those expectations might never matter to him.
Caesar began to lose the motivation to continue pursuing, and now he continued to do it is just a sense of responsibility.
However, there is a ping-pong ball that is not within his scope of letting go.
He once grabbed the ping-pong ball tightly, but now he has lost the opportunity to own it.
He has lost it for too long and he certainly has enough patience to keep waiting, but that doesn't mean he doesn't want to get it back soon.
Caesar held the door handle of the conference room tightly and slowly closed it.
Chen Sirong's face gradually disappeared in the gap.
He thought that asking James to have a meeting today was indeed a correct decision.
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