Chapter 884 Uncle, Can You Give Me a Hug? 3

So... very good.

She looked at Song Changlin, probably replying some message to someone, staring at the computer screen very seriously, her eyes were as bright and black as obsidian, and her handsome face was also because he put a little more effort into his work, she couldn't tell a feeling of.

Anyway, handsome is right.

Such a good little uncle can be called perfect, the goddess is really lucky.

She... was a little envious, a little displeased...

No, no, Gu Nianjia, you are crazy, this is my little uncle, we agreed not to have evil thoughts anymore.

Gu Nianjia was thinking wildly, Song Changlin looked away from the computer screen, looked at her, and asked curiously, "What are you thinking?"

She was startled.

After realizing that her face was hot, she quickly lowered her head and patted her face with her hands, then raised her head to look at Song Changlin, "Little uncle, do you only like tall, good-looking girls?"

As soon as she asked, she regretted it.

What is she doing, what is she doing?

Gu Nianjia was afraid that Song Changlin would see her wrongful thoughts, so she hurriedly stammered and explained, "I... I'll just ask casually, you don't have to answer me, pretend I haven't asked."

Before she finished speaking, Song Changlin answered her, "Almost."

Roughly the same?

Gu Nianjia was stunned to react, feeling a sense of loss in her heart, feeling uncontrollably depressed.

She lowered her head, "Oh..."

It turns out that the little uncle is also superficial, and all men are the same.

But... my mother is so tall, and her breasts are quite big, why didn't she pass it on to her? Why is she only 1.6 meters.

She was looking down at her chest, and raised her hands to grab it, "It's a B at best, barely enough."

Why didn't God give her a good figure? Such a mediocre figure has hindered her future.

Student Gu Nianjia was so annoyed that she forgot that this was Changlin's office in Songcheng, and that Song Changlin was watching her.

"What are you doing?"

Hearing Song Changlin's voice, she shook her hands in fright, and hurried away from her chest.

God, God...

What did she just do?

In front of my little uncle, grabbing my chest...? ? ?

"Ah..." Gu Nianjia raised her head and stuttered when she met Song Changlin's deep eyes.

Song Changlin looked at her suspiciously.

Gu Nianjia hurriedly lowered her head again, "No, I suddenly have a chest pain, I have to leave, the plane will soon be late."

After explaining incoherently, she immediately ran to the door with her bag.

Fuck, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

Gu Nianjia, why are you so shameless, you are going to die, just find a crack in the ground and forget it.

She must be sick and out of her mind to want her uncle to say that she likes her.

"I send you."

Song Changlin got up and followed.

He took a long stride, and followed Gu Nianjia's footsteps to the door.

Gu Nianjia stopped, shook her head and rejected him, "You don't need to send little uncle off, I will take a taxi by myself... just take a taxi."

She didn't even dare to lift her head.

"Jiajia." Sensing Gu Nianjia's abnormality, Song Changlin frowned and stared at her carefully, "Is there something wrong?"

His voice was above Gu Nianjia, still warm and gentle.

It was very like the spring breeze in February and March, as if blowing across Gu Nianjia's heartstrings.

Gu Nianjia couldn't control herself, she raised her head and looked at him, with a black shirt, a handsome face carefully carved out, and a pair of eyes as gentle as water.