Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

"You are ..." Xia Ruoxin looked up at the man who told her to show off in front of her, and she found out that she really didn't know where she had met him today.

"Yeah, can I really forget it?" Du Jing took a bite of the burger, and there was no image. "We have seen it at the auction. You won't really forget my face." Right? "He touched his face with his finger, only to find that he didn't use his finger, but the burger in his hand.

And this hamburger suddenly lost his image.

He let down his hand embarrassingly, only to laugh, but it was also frustrated because of her forgetfulness. He also took her for the first time as a lover in her dreams, but only now found that the original people were right He had no meaning whatsoever, so he forgot about this handsome man.

"It's you, are you Du Jingtang?" Xia Ruoxin remembered this, and Chu Lu introduced him the same day, but it was only her, with Chu Lu full of eyes, so some people were finally looked after by her. Ignored, such as this Du Jingtang.

"Yeah, yeah, I am," Du Jingtang hamburger was stuck behind him. Fortunately, he was not so failed. She still had some impressions of him.

"Are you here for your cousin? He is here." Du Jingtang smiled and said to her, but what flashed in the smile? Faint, weird, and a little shy.

Xia Ruoxin nodded his head. "Then, can I go up and see?" She glanced at the elevator. She wanted to see him. She didn't know what to expect or to prove?

"Yes, he's on the eighteenth floor," Du Jingtang leaned aside and didn't pretend, anyway, he wasn't a goddess. What kind of image did he want, and he had a heavy stomach? He bit his burger in his mouth, and took it out of his pocket. A card.

He put the card in Xia Ruoxin's hand. Although his shape is a bit strange, he is still a very chic Vice President Chu, as long as others don't shoot him like this, and he also believes that No one has the courage to shoot at him and make him shameful. In this world, Du Jingtang, afraid of Chulu, loves his face.

"This is it?" Xia Ruoxin didn't understand, holding the card in his hand, a little puzzled.

"This is a special card for the elevator. You go to the elevator on the far left, which is for the president. It goes straight to the 18th floor. There is my cousin's office." Du Jingtang explained patiently, and the smile on his face seemed It's overdone.

"I see, thank you," Xia Ruoxin nodded his head slightly, grasped the card in his hand, and raised a faint smile. Maybe it didn't look very good, but it was very clear. The overly fair face finally had some warm colors.

"Thank you." She thanked again, then took the card and walked to the elevator he said.

However, Du Jingtang recovered the smile on his face at this time. He took out his mobile phone and unplugged a call.

"Little love, there will be a woman going to the eighteenth floor. Remember not to stop her, just let her in."

After taking back his mobile phone, he put it back into his pocket, outside the elevator, there was no one,

"Actually, you really should thank me. Some things, dragging is not a good way. I just let you end it early. Long pain is always better than short pain. It hurts just fine, but Live, it hurts a lot, you will die. "