"Has your susceptibility period arrived?"

Huo Qingzhi's words were questions, but her tone was a statement.

Song Yuran didn't go through the susceptibility period after the differentiation, and she couldn't quickly know the reasons for her physical changes. Now that Huo Qingzhi said this, she opened her eyes wide in surprise.

In the silent carriage, the heat on his body was still spreading, and Song Yuran unconsciously clenched the steering wheel with both hands.

She took two quick breaths, affirming it.

The car stopped in the underground parking lot, but within a few minutes, Song Yuran unconsciously broke out a little sweat, and she leaned slightly on the steering wheel.

"" Huo Qingzhi immediately unbuckled her seat belt, her eyes locked on Song Yuran's every move, one hand was already on the doorknob, she could get out of the car at any time.

Aha in the susceptible period is like a beast that has lost its mind, extremely dangerous.

"I..." Song Yu moved, and Huo Qingzhi immediately opened the doorknob, and the door could be opened with a light push, with the vigilance in his eyes undiminished.

After a while, Song Yuran choked out the next sentence, "I want to go back."

Her movements were more eager than Huo Qingzhi's. She opened the car door, but she staggered as soon as she got out of the car, her legs went limp at some point.

The reaction during the susceptible period was stronger than Song Yuran imagined.

"You can't go back in your current situation." Huo Qingzhi got out of the car, she hesitated, and said, "My family has inhibitors."

If it were another aha, Huo Qingzhi might help, but he would never let her follow her home.

But the other party was Song Yuran. I don't know if it was out of trust, or it was the first repayment during her susceptible period. She took him home to save time going up and down the stairs.

Before entering the door, Huo Qingzhi was still a little apprehensive, and his finger for entering the password was hanging above the keyboard.

She turned her head and looked at Song Yuran, who was leaning against the wall a few steps away, with a blushing complexion. Even in the susceptible period, she seemed to consciously keep a distance from herself.

There was a sound of unlocking the door lock.

"Come in."

Song Yuran looked at the chandelier on the ceiling, feeling that her sanity was gradually going away, and her breathing was faster than ever. She seemed to be soaking in hot water, wearing a thin summer dress, and there was a primitive impulse from the aha gene in her heart, which made her feel verydry.

"I'm going to get the inhibitor, you wait for me to download it."

Hearing Huo Qingzhi's voice at this moment, it felt like a string was broken in her heart. She stretched out her hand uncontrollably and grabbed Huo Qingzhi's arm.

By the time the reaction came, the body had already acted involuntarily.

Huo Qingzhi was pressed on the sofa by her, Song Yuran's eyes were red, like a wild beast out of control, the glands at the back of the neck overflowed with strong pheromones, filling the whole room.

As soon as "I" opened his mouth, Song Yuran's teeth were trembling, and the glands on the back of his neck were hot, clamoring for its existence.

Crazy thoughts came to her mind, she wanted to kiss Huo Qingzhi crazily, regardless of the consequences, and melted her into her body, tearing her bones apart before she was willing.

"Song Yuran..." Huo Qingzhi called her name in a cold voice. It was originally a scolding tone, but due to the influence of aha pheromone, the tone changed unconsciously, and her cheeks were stained crimson.

This shy look aroused Song Yuran's crazy desire even more. Her eyes were full of resistance and struggle, but her body was completely uncontrollable. She slowly stretched out her hand, her fingertips were trembling.

Song Yuran slapped herself hard on the face. The burning pain brought her back to her senses for a while, and she immediately turned over and got off Huo Qingzhi's body, and at the same time fell to the ground with a muffled sound.

The knee was in direct contact with the ground, which hurt, but she couldn't care less.

"I'm sorry." With a panicked and helpless expression on her face, she asked with her remaining rationality, "Where is the bathroom?"

After being guided, she stumbled towards the bathroom without any hesitation, and locked herself in the bathroom after entering.

Huo Qingzhi came back to his senses, and chased after him to ask about the situation.

"Don't come in, I need an inhibitor." Song Yuran sat on the cold tiles leaning against the door, with her hands hugging her knees, trembling all over, the heat of the susceptible period made her want to take off all her clothes and give birth to anyoneAll good absurd ideas.

She turned on the cold water valve, and the cold water poured down on her from the shower.

However, cold water has no effect on aha in the susceptible period.

A voice came from outside the door, and she couldn't hear it clearly through a door, "I don't have strong inhibitors at home, I'm going out to buy them now."

"good."

After an unknown amount of time, there was a knock on the door in the bathroom, which was so quiet that even water droplets could echo.

"The inhibitors are back."

Song Yuran's tense body moved, she did not open the door, but said, "Put it on the ground, go away, I will take it myself."

When she wanted to get up, she realized that she couldn't exert any strength on her body. It took her five minutes to get the inhibitor within a few steps.

She sat down against the door panel, stared up at the incandescent lamp on the ceiling, and she shed tears uncontrollably the moment the inhibitor was pushed into her skin.

The marine pheromone of aha overflows through the crack of the door, like a gentle sea breeze blowing across the beach, bringing a refreshing fragrance of flowers, fruits and woods, as if the whole person is soaked in the winter sun, which makes people feel refreshed.

Huo Qingzhi nestled into the sofa, gripped the leather cushion tightly with his fingers, his heartbeat accelerated unconsciously, and the glands on the back of his neck, which were suppressed by the restraining sticker, kept beating and contracting.

It was originally a reassuring smell, but now it fills Huo Qingzhi with a sense of oppression. The pheromones from aha are like vines trying to wrap her around and pull her into the abyss.

She turned the air purification in the room to the maximum, and the ocean fragrance that filled her body slowly faded. Huo Qingzhi pursed her lips, unscrewed a bottle of iced mineral water, and tried her best to suppress the dryness in her heart.

Fortunately, aha didn't consciously send out pheromones to attack her mind.

click

The closed bathroom door opened.

Song Yuran seemed to have fallen into the water, the clothes on her body were completely wet and stuck to her skin tightly.

The blush on his face has almost faded, only the right side of his face is slightly swollen, and the redness is more obvious.

"You..." Huo Qingzhi was surprised by Song Yuran's even more embarrassed appearance.

Song Yuran, who had already suppressed the susceptible fever, felt aggrieved and touched the swollen right cheek by himself, "Boss Huo, I'm much better, go back now."

That expression was a little pitiful, which moved Huo Qingzhi's heart with compassion.

"Your clothes are wet." Huo Qingzhi put away his surprise, "I'll lend you a dry set before going back."

Song Yuran nodded, and simply took a bath in Huo Qing's home.

With hot water pouring down on her body, Song Yuran felt reborn, and she let out a long breath.

Unexpectedly, gender differentiation is not the most difficult hurdle after entering this world, and every susceptibility period in the future will be a kind of torture.

Before, I laughed at Huo Qingzhi as a single dog who was solved by inhibitors during the susceptible period, but now the clown is herself after the turn of events.

If Zhao Anye knew, he would definitely laugh, why didn't she find an oga to spend the susceptible period happily.

Let alone whether she is a normal aha, she disagrees with the fact that the abo world uses pheromones to determine the rules of survival. In modern people's cognition, only animals will mate at will during the estrus period.

It should not be pheromones that determine love, but the attraction between two souls.

Song Yuran turned off the water valve, quickly wiped off the water on his body, and changed into Huo Qingzhi's clothes.

In the process, she accidentally pulled her right cheek, causing her to grin her teeth in pain.

She took a look in front of the mirror, and wondered if it was due to heat expansion and contraction, she felt that her right cheek was swollen again

Song Yuran was helpless and funny, who would have thought that the first slap in his life was slapped by himself.

But thanks to this slap, she regained some sanity, otherwise, if she really did something to Huo Qingzhi, she wouldn't dare to think about the consequences.

"Mr. Huo, I'm going back."

The bathroom is just where the entrance comes in. Song Yuran didn't plan to go into the living room after coming out, but said something inside.

She didn't know if Huo Qingzhi heard it, but now she just wanted to go home quickly, it would be dangerous to stay outside, and it would be fatal if the susceptible fever came again.

As soon as he pressed the doorknob, he heard Huo Qingzhi's voice from inside, "Wait."

Footsteps followed, and when turned around, saw Huo Qingzhi appearing at the entrance of the corridor with a plate in his hand.

On top is a small puddle of water in a ziploc bag

Huo Qingzhi handed over the water bag, "You take this back."

Song Yuran reflexively stretched out his hand to pick up the bag of water, and spread it almost flat in the palm of his hand. It was cold just after he took it out of the refrigerator.

I was a little dazed for a while, and said in a daze, "What are you doing to me?"

Huo Qingzhi pointed to her right cheek, and Song Yuran poked his own cheek, and immediately grinned in pain.

This appearance reminded Huo Qingzhi of the scene when he bumped his head in the bathroom and didn't know it when we first met, he couldn't help laughing and said, "It's so stupid."

Song Yu, who was being ridiculed, pursed her mouth and could only say thank you.

Coming out of Huo Qing's house, Song Yuran hailed a taxi.

During the waiting time, she applied the ice water bag that Huo Qingzhi gave her to her face. The small simple ice bag could just cover half of her face.

Sitting in the taxi, Song Yuran in the back seat took a few big breaths and pushed down the window. The cold evening wind hit her face like a merciless knife, and she felt a faint tingling pain on her right cheek just where the cold compress was applied.

The car window was raised again, and no one spoke in the car, it was very quiet.

Song Yuran closed his eyes, and all senses became extremely sensitive after his vision disappeared.

She heard the sound of the air conditioner blowing air, and what she smelled was the faint smell of laundry detergent on her clothes, mixed with the familiar perfume that belonged to Huo Qingzhi.

It smells so good.

She unconsciously tightened the neckline of her chest, took a deep breath and took a few breaths of the sweet citrus wood fragrance closer to the soft fabric.

What a pervert.

She scolded herself in her heart.

After returning home, Song Yuran fell headlong on the bed after being tormented by the susceptible period, so tired that she didn't want to move a finger.

midnight.

Song Yuran had a dream.

She dreamed of having a tumultuous relationship with a woman, as if there was no tomorrow, she wished she could rub her into her body.

The moment he saw the woman's face clearly, he woke up with a start.

"" Song Yuran sat up, her heart was pounding, and the familiar enthusiasm in her body climbed up again. I don't know if it was because of the dream or the susceptible period was more likely to be aroused by certain desires.

She opened her eyes wide in shock, how could this be?

She turned over and lay on her side, and because of this movement, the faint smell of the clothes on her body was carried in the air, and the pleasant smell of perfume crazily stimulated her nerves at this moment.

Song Yuran bit her lip, unconsciously tightened her hand resting on the quilt, and struggled violently in her heart.

After a while, the five fingers slowly loosened, and the slightly trembling fingertips slowly sank into the quilt

In the pitch-black room, only the bright moonlight from outside the window came in, barely illuminating the outline of the room, and the hills of the quilt on the bed undulated slightly.

The next day, Song Yuran found out that he had caught a cold.

Perhaps it was a side effect of weakening immunity caused by the powerful inhibitor, and Song Yu, who had taken a cold bath, naturally caught a cold.

The cold came without warning, and there was no medicine at home, so could only buy cold medicine when passed the pharmacy at work.

I told the salesperson about the symptoms, and he quickly went to the shelf to get the medicine.

During the waiting time, Song Yuran glanced randomly at the glass counter, and finally landed on the promotion counter next to the cashier counter.

The name on the box caught her attention ao love.

Song Yuran frowned, his eyes were full of doubts, he had only heard of qq love, what is ao love.

The salesperson came over with cold medicine, saw the customers staring at the products on the sales promotion table, and tried to sell "Are you interested in our ao love?"

"What is this?" Song Yuran asked curiously. Judging from the picture on the packaging box, it was a dark brown bottle with a liquid inside and a taste marked on it. It didn't look like an auxiliary medicine in that area.

The salesperson picked up one of the boxes and said, "This is the artificial pheromone newly launched by Qijiu Group. It is gentle and has no side effects. It is 100% simulated human pheromone and gives you an immersive feeling. There are also a variety of flavors to choose from."

"Artificial pheromone" Song Yuran was even more confused. He seemed to have seen it when looking up information before, but it was the first time he saw this thing. "How does it work?"

"Using it is like essential oil. It needs to be added to the air purifier, and the pheromone with the corresponding smell will be emitted." The salesperson's smile is a little more ambiguous, "It is usually used in the susceptible period, and the pheromone can be used to solve the needs by yourself.Of course, it can also be used in the life of a partner to increase the atmosphere."

oh.Song Yuran understood, it's the same as watching x-movies in the modern world to comfort yourself, but this is assisted by taste.

"Do you want to bring a box?" The salesperson said expectantly, "Miss, what flavor do you like, I'll help you find it."

Song Yuran hesitated a little, but finally waved his hands dryly and refused, "No, no need" and turned to pick up the vanilla mints on the shelf next to it, "I'll buy another box of mints."

She can't smell the pheromone, and the artificial pheromone is estimated to be almost as effective as an air freshener when she uses it, not as practical as mints.

Coming out of the pharmacy, she poured three mints into her mouth in a row, and the refreshing mint flavor soon bloomed from the tip of her tongue. She looked up at the sun that had already risen above her head.

It looks like today will be a fine day.

It would be better if you don't have a cold.

As soon as they walked into the lobby, they happened to meet Zhao Anye who was waiting for the elevator. Xu came early, and there were only the two of them.

When the other party saw her, his eyes fell on the mask on her face, and he said in surprise, "Why are you wearing a mask? I have a cold."

"Yeah." After speaking, he unconsciously coughed lightly. He didn't sleep very well last night, and there were faint dark circles under his eyes.

"Didn't sleep well last night"

Through the mask, Song Yuran forced a smile.

Thinking of the dream last night, it was so frightening even in broad daylight.

Before she could speak, Zhao Anye looked straight past her and said, "Mr. Huo is early."

Song Yuran turned her head and saw Huo Qingzhi standing behind her. The sudden appearance of the person she thought of last second would shock anyone.

Physical reflex bounced in Zhao Anye's direction, Zhao Anye thought she was going to fall, so he reached out to help her up.

The result was that Song Yuran's body fell into Zhao Anye's arms, but his eyes were on Huo Qingzhi, with a guilty conscience, he stammered slightly, "Huo, Mr. Huo, morning, morning."

Huo Qingzhi looked at her and nodded, but didn't speak.

It happened that the elevator came down, and the three of them walked into the elevator together.

The atmosphere was so quiet that it was suffocating. Zhao Anye broke the silence first, turned to look at Song Yuran and asked, "Have you bought cold medicine yet?"

"I bought it." Song Yuran replied, and couldn't help complaining, "Cold medicine is so expensive, the pharmacy guide brought me several kinds."

"I usually buy Qijiu brand granules when I have a cold. The effect is quick, but it is easy to fall asleep."

"I didn't buy that, I just bought a box of capsules." She paused and said, "Anyway, it takes at least a week for a cold to get better without taking medicine, so I didn't buy that much."

"Not necessarily." Zhao Anye replied, "I had a cold and took the medicine for half a month, but it didn't get better. I went to the hospital to check that it was a viral cold."

While talking, the floor arrived, Zhao Anye waved with her and got out of the elevator.

Zhao Anye was not there, and the elevator fell into silence again. Song Yuran wondered if he had to say something as a secretary.

Just as he was hesitating, he heard Mr. Huo speak.

"I sent you a message last night, why didn't you reply?"

"Ah." Song Yuran was a little confused, and replied truthfully, "I fell asleep when I got home last night. I'll take a look now."

She thought that Huo Qingzhi's current questioning was because he sent her some news about work last night, but she took out her mobile phone to look, and the top right corner of the profile picture of Huo Qingzhi, the most recent contact in Weichat, showed 1, and the message can be opened without clicking.see clearly.

It was to ask if she had arrived home, and the time was half an hour after she left Huo Qing's house.

Damn, is Huo Qingzhi's cruel and fierce A caring about her?

Song Yuran was flattered for a while, and explained again, "I fell asleep when I got home last night. I slept too deeply and didn't hear the phone ringing. I didn't have time to open the WeChat chat in the morning."

Huo Qingzhi did not continue this topic, but glanced at her, his eyes fell on the faint blue eyes in her eyes, and said, "If you are not feeling well, you can ask for leave."

"It's okay, I can stand it." Song Yuran, the straight girl of steel, said, "This month is coming to an end, I can't lose full attendance because of leave."

Huo Qingzhi ""

The final of Luden's design competition will be held next month, and Watson, one of the candidates, has already entered a state of preparation.

The design competition is divided into preliminary rounds, semi-finals, and finals; the design content of the preliminary rounds and semi-finals is free to play.

In addition to the regular judges on the stage, the audience in the audience also has the right to vote for the final vote, and finally choose a design that everyone expects.

And Jane Eyre has passed the rematch and is preparing for the design of the final.

The theme of this year's final is very interesting, and there is only one word cocoon.

Regarding the costumes for the final selection, Huo Qingzhi personally held a meeting with the design department and selected one from multiple design drafts.

But not long after the meeting, several designers quarreled, each had their own ideas about the theme, and no one was convinced by the other.

Designer a's idea is to start with the word "cocoon", focus more on the feeling of the original, and advocate a style design like medieval European clothing.

The idea of designer b is that the organizer will use "cocoon" as the theme. It will never be that simple. He hopes to finally show the effect of breaking out of a cocoon and turning into a butterfly. What the judges want to see is definitely a bold and gorgeous design.

designer c

"" Huo Qingzhi's head grew dizzy.

The new salary system is exactly as Song Yuran said, those designers who usually can't beat a fart are now more active than anyone else.

The reason is nothing more than a 50% bonus after winning the championship.

The meeting was over, and the pile of design drafts did not produce any results.

Back in the office, Huo Qingzhi rubbed his forehead with a headache. Several design drafts were laid out on the table, each with different styles, and it was difficult to make a decision for a while.

"Mr. Huo, drink water." The conscientious little secretary handed over a glass of water, with a nasal sound in her voice.

Huo Qingzhi looked up from the design draft, she looked at Song Yuran, and said, "You have had a cold for a week now."

Song Yuran nodded, and just about to speak, her throat was itchy, and she coughed a few times suppressed.

Then he said, "Taking the medicine doesn't seem to have any effect."

Not only did it have no effect, but it was even more serious. couldn't sleep comfortably at night, and often woke up with a cough.

The small expert in calculating and managing money lost to reality, and went to the pharmacy to buy a bunch of medicines the day before yesterday, but the effect did not seem to be obvious.

Huo Qingzhi said, "Go to the hospital."

"Go before the weekend is ready."

"" Huo Qingzhi didn't speak any more, bowed his head and plunged into the world of design drafts again.

Song Yuran took a look, she probably had nothing to do, turned around and planned to go out.

Regarding the design drafts that were sent up, Song Yuran had read them a little bit and had some opinions of her own, but that was not something that a secretary should worry about, so she refrained from saying it.

"Song Yuran." Huo Qingzhi raised his head, and everyone walked to the door.

"Ah." Song Yu suddenly turned around, "What orders does Boss Huo have?"

Huo Qingzhi thought for a moment, and she almost saw a hole in those design drafts. She always felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't figure out what was wrong.

"Come here." Thinking of Song Yuran's previous salary proposal, this person always has his own unique ideas.

"Which of these designs do you think best fits the cocoon theme?"

Song Yuran walked over and pretended to read it carefully before saying, "These models are all good, and they are much higher than the previous designs."

Huo Qingzhi frowned, she could hear Song Yuran's reserved attitude, "I want to hear the truth."

"I'm telling the truth." Song Yuran paused, and couldn't help but marvel at the power of introversion. Picking out any of these models can be a hot seller.

"But I personally think that we should not just consider whether the entries fit the theme."

"If you can win the championship, then many people will follow suit and buy the champion's work." Song Yuran pointed to one of the design drafts, "Take this design as an example, it is the most in line with the cocoon theme. However, the overallThe design is too gorgeous, would ordinary people buy such gorgeous clothes? This is more suitable for banquet occasions, but ordinary people probably won’t be able to attend a few banquets in their lifetime. It’s flashy, and the purchase rate will definitely be the lowest among them.”

Hearing Song Yuran's words, Huo Qingzhi felt suddenly enlightened, and his brows were completely relaxed, "I understand what you mean. We must consider not only the theme, but also the utilization rate."

"Yes, but it can't be too civilian." Song Yuran continued, "It's a little bit expensive. It's better to design it with a specific audience and raise the brand."

Huo Qingzhi made a fist with his fingers and pressed his chin against his chin. He fell into deep thought, and a prototype slowly emerged in his mind.

Seeing that Huo Qingzhi was probably enlightened, Song Yuran quietly left the manager's office without disturbing her.

Huo Qingzhi didn't come out of the office all afternoon.

After get off work at night, when the time came, Song Yuran grabbed her bag and wanted to run away.

At the same time, the door of the general manager's office opened from the inside.

A second before she ran away, Huo Qingzhi stood at the door and called her name.

"Ah." Song Yu turned her head, "Yes."

Huo Qingzhi glanced at the clock on the wall and knew that it was off-duty time, so he asked in a questioning tone, "Can I spare you some time?"

Song Yuran dared to say no, anyway, she had no appointment after get off work, so she followed Huo Qingzhi into the office.

She didn't expect that Huo Qingzhi spent the whole afternoon in the office drawing design drawings, and there were two unfolded drawings on the table, with completely different styles.

"I tried to draw it." Huo Qingzhi stopped at this point, the meaning was obvious, and she hoped to get feedback.

"I like this one." Song Yuran immediately fell in love with the dress. It was a long suspender dress with three layers of skirts. The waist design made the whole skirt look less cumbersome. In order to make it look less monotonous,There is also a shape similar to sequins drawn on the chest.The half-hollow design on the back allows you to see the fair skin on the back.

She asked, "Are the circles on the chest some sequins?"

Huo Qingzhi nodded, "I think so at the moment."

"Then what kind of fabric is this skirt made of?"

After a little thought, Huo Qingzhi replied, "Cotton is not suitable, use polyester."

"No, if you use polyester, the layering of the skirt will not be strong, and the visual effect will be greatly reduced."

"Sew the net gauze on the outer layer, so that the upper body is comfortable, and the fluffy net gauze has a fairy-like feeling. It is very suitable for dating or going out to take pictures. If you wear a small fragrant coat or a vest outside, you can directlyI can go to the party."

After Song Yuran babbled, he found that the air was silent.

"" The rest of the words were choked in his throat, and when he looked up, he saw Huo Qingzhi looking at him examining him, and suddenly he felt extremely guilty, and cold sweat broke out on his back.

She laughed twice, "Ha, Haho, I'm talking nonsense, don't worry about it."

"I think your idea is very good." After a while, Huo Qingzhi said, "I just imagined it a little bit according to your idea, which is really a plus."

The two discussed some details in depth until the sun had fully set and night fell.

"It's already night." Huo Qingzhi looked out the window, and the building opposite had already turned on the LED lights, and he could vaguely see the flashing neon lights on the outer wall of the building in Tiansu City.

Before Song Yuran could speak, her hungry stomach answered for her first.

"" She was so embarrassed that she wanted to get under the table.

Huo Qingzhi was stunned for a while, but didn't break the embarrassment, and said, "Let me treat you to dinner."

Song Yuran wanted to say no, but on second thought, she should be lying comfortably at home at this point, but she stayed to work overtime tonight.

Although he was just talking and doing nothing, since the boss is willing to treat him, he should treat it as the tuition fee paid by Huo Qingzhi.

"What do you want to eat?" Huo Qingzhi asked.

Without even thinking about it, she replied, "Hot pot."

There is a 24-hour chain brand hot pot restaurant in Tiansu City. Its popularity remains high. People queuing up during peak hours can fill the entire waiting area.

Because the time is a bit late, it has already passed the peak dinner period, so you don't need to queue up to get a seat directly.

“Welcome to Helilao”

As soon as the two walked in, the waiter at the door shouted loudly, followed by "Welcome" one after another from every corner.

With this posture, Song Yuran twitched the corners of his mouth, Haidilao, let's fish for abo.

"Do you have any requirements for the location?" the waiter asked.

Since it was a treat, Huo Qingzhi asked Song Yuran the question.

"Is there a seat by the window?"

"some."

The waiter led them to sit down. Song Yuran took a look. The hot pot restaurant was located on the fourth floor of Tiansu City. From the glass windows, the square below could be seen, and the towering office building could be seen a little further away.

"Please order online, ring the bell whenever you need it"

There are two sides of the touch table for ordering food, which is very convenient for two people to eat.

Huo Qingzhi asked Song Yuran to order first, and she was not polite, and looked at the menu carefully. After being trained by the previous secretary, Song Yuran was able to basically master Huo Qingzhi's taste, and ordered several dishes in a row.

Finally, there was the bottom of the pot. Just as was about to ask if could eat spicy food, throat itched, and pulled out a tissue in reflex and coughed a few times suppressedly.

Then a fatal problem was discovered.

"I just remembered that I caught a cold." Song Yuran said awkwardly, "Let's eat separately, can we order mandarin duck pot?"

She didn't want to pass on a cold to Huo Qingzhi after eating for the first time.

After getting approval, she ordered a four-square mandarin duck pot, and after placing the order, she said, "I've ordered it, Mr. Huo, see if there is anything you want to add."

After eating hot pot for a long time, Huo Qingzhi had something in his heart that he wanted to eat, but when he opened the order table, he found that Song Yuran had ordered everything he wanted.

She was a little surprised and said, "Our tastes seem to match."

Song Yuran understood the meaning of Huo Qingzhi's words, and explained, "No, I ordered a few for you, which Secretary Chen told me before."

The waiter came over with the sterilized bowls and chopsticks, and poured them a cup of barley tea thoughtfully.

The guests at other tables were chatting enthusiastically, but their table was relatively silent as if the sound had been turned on.

""

""

The atmosphere was a little awkward, and Song Yuran took a few sips from the teacup to ease the unnatural atmosphere.

After all, this was the first time they sat down calmly, nothing else, just a simple meal.

If it were someone else, Song Yuran could easily break the ice, chatting about lipstick and bags that girls like, and the chatterbox would easily open up.

But the person in front of him is Huo Qingzhi.

Song Yuran racked her brains trying to find any topics to talk about from the memory of the original book, but she couldn't think of any.

What she didn't know was that Huo Qingzhi had the same idea as her.

"" Huo Qingzhi took a sip of tea, this was the first time she had a meal with her subordinates, and she was inexplicably cramped.

Standing still is not the same thing.

The "design draft" was a matter of work, she paused for a while, but she couldn't think of other topics for the time being, so she continued to say, "Thank you for your opinion."

It wasn't condescending, nor was it a serious and rigid tone, which made Song Yuran's tense heart relax a little.

She scratched her head and smiled a little shyly, "It's good to be able to help."

Huo Qingzhi followed the topic and continued, "I found that you are very talented in this area, you have studied design"

hiss.

Song Yuran was a little at a loss. Song Yuran's original major had nothing to do with fashion design. If he rashly said that he had learned it, in Huo Qingzhi's opinion, would he be suspected of being a fool.

She thought for a while and said, "I said that I am interested in self-study, do you believe me?"

"I believe." Huo Qingzhi paused, "I'm also self-taught."

"No wonder the manuscript is so beautifully drawn." Song Yuran complimented, and the chatter gradually opened up, "The design draft just now, Mr. Huo, are you planning to use it to run for election?"

Huo Qingzhi didn't answer quickly, but frowned, he could see the confusion in his eyes, and he didn't have much confidence, so he said in a hesitant tone, "It's not suitable."

"What's inappropriate." Song Yuran said disapprovingly.

"I can't think of anything to do with the dress and the theme 'cocoon'."

"It's not difficult." After thinking for a while, Song Yuran said, "In the final final, the judges still have an audience. If the audience likes it, it doesn't matter much whether it's the theme or not."

"Of course, there are ways to get closer to the theme." Song Yuran asked, "Generally, when we mention "cocoon", what is the first thing we think of?"

Huo Qingzhi blurted out, "Break out of a cocoon and become a butterfly."

"That's right. It's also an idea to start with butterflies. You can add butterfly elements to skirts, patterns, belts, and various details."

Huo Qingzhi nodded, inspired, took out the tablet from his bag in the middle of the chat, and started to draw directly.

The dining table fell into endless silence again, but this time the embarrassment was significantly less.

Song Yuran rested his chin on one hand, looked at the person opposite who was focusing on the drawing, and somehow remembered a sentence, which was quite suitable.

Serious women are the most attractive.

The dishes were served quickly, but Mr. Huo seemed to be still immersed in the world of drawing pictures. Song Yuran didn't urge her, and took the initiative to provoke the work of boiling meat and vegetables.

The fat beef rolls were turned a few times at the bottom of the tumbling pot. The red meat rolls spread out and turned into wrinkled brown. Song Yuran scooped them up lightly with a colander, and the maturity was just right.

She put a spoon full of fat beef into Huo Qingzhi's bowl.

Huo Qingzhi looked up from the screen after putting down the last stroke, and the bowl in front of him suddenly piled up a hill of food.

"Thank you." Huo Qingzhi was a little surprised. At the same time, he remembered that he hadn't adjusted the sauce yet, and the next second he saw a small bowl of oil dish next to him.

She saw and looked across, Song Yuran had already dipped in the seasoning and started eating, and the seasoning was the same oil dish as hers.

Perhaps her eyes were too pretentious, Song Yuran explained, "Just now I went to the seasoning and added an extra portion. If you don't like oily dishes, you can skip it."

"I eat."

Some people like to eat hot pot with sesame sauce, some like red oil and garlic, and Huo Qingzhi only likes sesame oil dish.

It is best to add some mashed garlic and millet pepper, the finishing touch.

The sauce that Song Yuran made for her was completely on her point.

"I just said that our tastes match very well." Huo Qingzhi unconsciously said what was in his heart.

The rice cooker raised his head from the bowl and said blankly, "Ah, Mr. Huo, what did you say?"

Huo Qingzhi shook his head, a faint smile appeared on the corners of his lips.

The atmosphere on the table was not as silent as it was at the beginning. The two chatted intermittently, and they didn't feel awkward when they paused.

After the meal, they all had a tacit understanding and did not propose to leave, and chatted again about the after-dinner fruit delivered by the waiter.

"The tea is gone, I'll change a pot for you." The waiter quickly brought a full pot of tea, filled it up for them, and said with a smile, "The table is cleaned up. This shop is open 24 hours, you can chat freely, andTell me anytime you need anything.”

Seeing this, Song Yuran joked, "Do you have melon seeds, don't eat some melon seeds for chatting?"

"There must be, go get it now"

Not even a minute after the waiter left, she came over with melon seeds. Facing the big plate of melon seeds, Song Yuran was a little bit dumbfounded, and joked with the waiter that there were too many to finish.

"It doesn't matter, you can eat as much as you can, and the rest can be taken away"

Seeing Song Yuran joking with the waiter, the corners of Huo Qingzhi's mouth raised slightly unconsciously.

Song Yuran asked her to eat melon seeds, maybe she was infected by her, and Huo Qingzhi also grabbed a handful of melon seeds and put them in front of her. This was the first time she didn't leave after eating at a hot pot restaurant, and continued for the second round.

The topic was wild and unconstrained, and the conversation reached the susceptible period, and forgot who brought it up first.

Because of "all" aha, Song Yuran is not against the topic of susceptible period.

I also mentioned that I met a strange woman on the subway who gave her paintings on the day of the susceptible period. Now that I think about it, when my susceptible period comes, it is very likely that I was hooked by the pheromone of that woman

Although she couldn't smell the pheromone, the reaction in the susceptible period made her realize that the aha gene in her body would respond.

Huo Qingzhi thought about it, and for some reason, she said, "Why don't you accept her invitation, at least you won't feel so uncomfortable."

hat Song Yuran subconsciously wanted to say convulsions, why did he accept the courtship of strangers, but then he thought, this is the abo world, as long as there is pheromone attraction, even people who hate each other can be as strong as lovers.

People in this world may not be able to understand her thoughts.

The author has something to say, they didn't do anything

Thank you for the little angel Xiaobing who threw mines;

10 bottles of Little Angelfish thanks to the irrigation nutrient solution; 2 bottles of Mao Boss; 1 bottle of Aladdin Shenxing, Yu, 22677007, and Sangsang;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard