2304: C2304 I'll Send You on February 14th

C2304 I'll Send You on February 14th

"Come closer, boys, lower your heads. ... Yes! The beautiful girl raises her head to look at the handsome guy. ... Good! "3, 2, 1, Ka!"

Gong Suhe's hand was still on Zhai Xingchen's chest, and his hand was still around her waist.

Hearing the sound of Ka, she quickly looked away.

Just as she was about to retreat, she discovered that her red hairpin was hanging on Zhai Xingchen's clothes.

Gong Suhe hurriedly stopped and reached out to pick it.

But the hairpin hooked onto her hair and it hurt a little when it was pulled.

The two of them were very close. In order to block Zhai Xingchen's walking stick, Gong Suhe almost leaned into his arms.

"Suhe, don't move. I'll help you pick it."

After saying that, Di Xingchen lowered his head and tidied Gong Suhe's hair.

In order to cooperate with him, Gong Suhe could only lower her head.

In this way, her face was almost buried in Di Xingchen's chest.

Thump, thump, thump.

It was a sound that did not match her heart rate.

Gong Suhe blinked her eyes, somewhat puzzled.

At this moment, a voice sounded from above her head. "Suhe, it's done."

The voice came from the chest of the person in front of him at the same time.

The two voices that came through different means of transmission strangely merged together.

Gong Suhe suddenly realized that the voice she heard just now was Zhai Xingchen's heartbeat.

His heartbeat. Very quickly, it was as if he had gone crazy.

She seemed to have guessed something, and suddenly looked up.

There was still a gentle expression in the eyes of the person in front of her that she hadn't taken back.

At this moment, Gong Suhe seemed to have realized something.

But she also felt that it was impossible. Did Zhai Xingchen really like her? But he had never said it directly.

"Did the beauty take off her hairpin?"

The photographer's words broke Gong Suhe's thoughts.

She was shocked when she heard this and hurriedly retreated, widening the distance between her and Zhai Xingchen.

"Okay, let's continue."

Gong Suhe started to carefully observe Di Xingchen's expression during the filming after that.

The more it unfolded, the more she felt that her guess seemed to be correct.

She started to let her imagination run wild. If Di Xingchen really liked her, then when did it start?

Was he a freshman, a sophomore, or recently?2

Gong Suhe was a little confused. She was not even sure if Zhai Xingchen liked her or not.

Therefore, when they were eating, she was a little absent-minded.

Zhai Xingchen thought that she was frozen, so when he was waiting for the other side to take care of the photos, he stretched out his hand to her. "Suhe."

Gong Suhe raised her eyes and instinctively passed her hand over, "En?"

In the next second, her hands were wrapped in Zhai Xingchen's palm.

His palm was warm and much wider than hers, tightly surrounding her.

Gong Suhe suddenly felt that this was very ambiguous.

Actually in the past, Zhai Xingchen had also helped her warm up, but at that time, she did not seem to have realized anything.

The air became strangely quiet, and Gong Suhe felt a little uneasy.

She wanted to pull her hand back, but she was afraid that it would appear intentional.

Many thoughts flashed through her mind, but she did not know if she should directly ask.

After sitting quietly for a long time, Zhai Xingchen spoke first, "Suhe, I have a meeting at the Luo clan group tomorrow."

Gong Suhe's attention was attracted.

Zhai Xingchen continued. "Their chip introduced Xinghe's system. The product will be listed on the market on February 14th next year."

Gong Suhe nodded. "Wow, very good!"

"I made a special version of the PDA, only one."

As soon as Zhai Xingchen finished speaking, his heartbeat sped up. He probed, "On the day of the listing, I'll give it to you, alright?"

Gong Suhe asked, "Is the special version different from the exterior?"

Zhai Xingchen shook his head. "There is a software inside that is also unique."

Gong Suhe immediately became interested. "Okay, I want it."

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