The young man had a cold voice and looked at Nangong brocade.

    The black pupil was calm and could not see any emotion.

    Nangong Jin raised his chin and replied proudly, "yes!"

    "I''m the fiance of Shen''s childhood sweetheart in the late Qing Dynasty!" Nangong Jin added proudly looking at Jiang Yanci.

    The young man in front of him looked cold, his eyes were flat, his posture was cold, and he was tall and straight in white.

    But somehow he brought a sense of crisis to Nangong Jin. He felt that the man in front of him was not as simple as it seemed.

    Jiang Yanci lifted his eyes coldly, and his eyes fell on the rose in Nangong Jin''s hand.

    His face was expressionless, and he looked at Nangong Jin with flat eyes. "Qingqing is allergic to pollen. You don''t know where your fiance came from. Don''t you know?"

    "Ah? Shen Wanqing is allergic to pollen?" Nangong Jin is surprised.

    Nangong brocade glanced at Jiang Yanci. The boy was expressionless, but Nangong brocade always felt unreliable.

    He looked at his little sister and asked, "is your president allergic to pollen?"

    The young lady at the front desk, who was suddenly called by the roll, was stunned. She had not answered yet. The cold and calm young man looked at her faintly.

    The dark pupil is like a deep pool without too much expression.

    But

    Suddenly, the front desk lady always felt that Jiang Yanci was warning herself when she looked at herself.

    Tell her if she should say something.

    As soon as his back cooled, he quickly lit his head, like a chicken pecking rice.

    "Yes, President, she is really allergic to pollen, especially roses!"

    The little sister at the front desk pointed to the rose and said firmly.

    Nangong Jin, who got the answer, regretfully glanced at the 99 roses in her hand, "in this case, I won''t send roses."

    He casually threw his words on the counter in front of the front desk lady and said generously, "here you are!"

    The front desk lady pulled her mouth and looked at Nangong Jin with disgust.

    However, due to her professional ethics, she did not throw the roses in the dustbin in front of Nangong Jin.

    A professional smile hung on his face, "OK, thank you for your kindness."

    In fact, the heart is in the stomach:

    Is such a scum man with Hu Qiao in the flower the fiance of their noble President?

    It can''t even compare with a hair of young master Jiang!

    Still pretending to be romantic, vomit!

    Nangong Jin didn''t know what the little sister at the front desk thought. Seeing that she accepted it, she was even more proud.

    Casually waved, "it''s all right. There are only 99 roses. I have plenty of money!"

    As a child of a rich family, which is not romantic and indulgent?

    Nangong brocade is naturally contaminated. In addition, there are countless women who take the initiative to send it because of their own excellence.

    In the past, Nangong brocade would not take the initiative to hook up with a woman like the little sister at the front desk, but the emergence of Jiang Yanci made Nangong brocade feel a sense of crisis.

    Men''s desire to win or lose was revealed at this moment.

    Nangong Jin thought he had taken the little sister at the front desk and proudly raised his chin and looked at Jiang Yanci.

    His eyes are full of provocation.

    The young man with a loose posture in front of him is snow-white and tall.

    Coldly raised his eyes and looked at Nangong Jin''s proud appearance. The slender feather eyelashes were gently raised, and the feather eyelashes at the end of his eyes were put on his eyelids.

    Look calm, even expressionless.

    Even the cinnabar mole at the end of the eye is a little cold, and the charm in front of Shen Wanqing has long disappeared.

    Suddenly, a cool smile appeared on the corner of the young man''s mouth, and his cool attitude faded, revealing a bewitching and lazy beauty.