Woman In Irish Linen Shirt

Chapter 76:

I didn’t sleep well at night, and I barely got any data after lunch. I dozed off while holding my head and woke up with a headache. My mood is very bad, there is a kind of unspeakable depression, and it seems to be shackled and struggling.

I really don’t want to go out.

I hate fighting insecure battles. I am often driven off the shelves by ducks. Although the results are good, I am actually extremely repulsive in my heart. Since I am trying to persuade the big boss on Monday, I still want to make full preparations if possible.

I really don’t want to go out…

At this time the phone vibrated.

The moment I saw the name of the caller, I clearly felt my heartbeat. It is still so stable and comfortable, maintaining the original rhythm, but everything seems to be different, as if not only blood is rushing in the blood vessels, but also the amplifier of the heartbeat, which is transmitted to the whole body along with oxygen.

Every cell heard it: it was her. is her. is her.

When I picked up the call, I was surprised at the smile hidden in my voice: “…Hi.”

“Hi.” Somehow, Miss Pande was a bit slower over there. “Are you ready to start our first date, Yao?”

“Uh, you, it’s fine if you arrive on time. I may have to clean up a little longer, and I can’t get down early.” I turned off the computer and hurriedly stood up and looked around. My jacket, I obviously put it out at noon. ——Is the makeup gone? Floating powder? ——I went to the bathroom and said: “By the way, may I know what our dinner is today? I want to see if I need to bring powder.”

“Well… let me say, it’s not the kind of food that makes people sweat.” She smiled on the phone. “The rest will be kept secret for now.”

“Japanese food?”

“Stop. There is no quiz game today.” She laughed again, “Don’t tell me you don’t have makeup yet.”

“Why, do I have to make up for’dress well’?”

“I don’t think so. But since you are considering whether you need to bring powder…”

I was a little annoyed, but it was a pity that there was no stock in my mind. I could not tell her, so I had to change the subject and said, “I will go downstairs soon.”

There is no need to repeat the process of cleaning up. Fortunately, there is still plenty of time. I stood in front of the mirror and squeezed for ten minutes before rushing down. Raised his hand to see: 4:55.

Miss Pan De’s car seemed to have been parked there for a while.

She hadn’t noticed me yet, covering her forehead with one hand, looking down at the phone, with a serious expression, maybe she was dealing with some business affairs. Suddenly, my heart beat quickly.

Miss Pan De wore a white long-sleeved dress today.

She doesn’t seem to be as keen on half skirts as I am. She always wears a trouser suit on weekdays. After all, this is the third time I have seen her wear a skirt. My feelings are different every time: I just want to run over to say hello to her, holding hands and walking in a densely planted area.

Her skirt has a strong drape, and when she comes closer, she can observe the herringbone pattern of jacquard weaving, which is the effect that good raw materials can have. Why would you just pick something like this? I leaned over and saw my smirk reflected on the glass window, but couldn’t stop it, and said, “Sorry for keeping you waiting. You look so beautiful.”

Miss Pan De raised her head, first looked at me with a little helplessness, and then looked at me for a while and said, “You are still the same.”

“I’m dressed up!” I looked down at myself, frowning slightly, “Really!”

“I mean you are still the same good-looking.” She laughed, “Are you sure you don’t want to praise me anymore? I picked the clothes for two hours today.”

I then looked at her carefully. This dress obviously fits her owner. The neckline has two or three buttons in accordance with Miss Pande’s habit, and the cuffs are rolled up and dropped on the elbow randomly, as if it originally belonged to her, and she was summer’s In the first date, the perfect heroine. Today she wore a necklace and a bracelet, which originally seemed to be out of set, but they were matched very well, not many points, not many points.

I couldn’t help but watched it for a while, but when I said it was still dry: “It looks good.”

Miss Pan De looked at me with a strange look: “You didn’t drink Veritaserum today?”

I was stunned, she wanted that kind of compliment. I usually come here at my fingertips and can say a lot of fancy flattery to anyone. I don’t know what is going on today, and I can’t even jump out a word when facing her. I opened my mouth and didn’t squeeze a word for a long time. I felt the temperature of my face climbed up. Instead of showing any displeasure, Miss Pan De’s eyes deepened. She looked at me with tender eyes.

I saw stars in her eyes again. After hearing my poor praise, is she actually happy?

It’s weird.

I’m also weird.

Miss Pande opened the co-pilot door very gently for me. After putting on the seat belt, she turned the phone into silent mode in front of me, threw it into the glove box, and leaned in front of me with a faint smile: “You are not allowed to work today.”

“it is good.”

“Good girl.” Her hand stretched out. I was at a loss and froze in place, but felt her thumb stroke my cheek, and finally pressed it lightly on the corner of my lips.

Is it a kiss instead?

But she didn’t say anything, just looked at me and sat back quietly.

There are only two of us in the car, like a small private space. I hid my hand in the corner and shook it quietly, and said, “Shall we set off?”

“Good.” Miss Pan De nodded and started the car.

Because the two of us didn’t wear masks, the car windows were put down for safety. She did not turn off the radio, only the wind whizzed by. I was sitting in the co-pilot, looking at the familiar or unfamiliar road ahead, but only wanted to look at her on my right. But staring at the driver is easy to be distracting after all. I held back this thought for a long time, so I didn’t look at it at all, just to appreciate the scenery next to me.

But what’s so nice next to it?

Not as good as her in the end.

“How are you doing this week?” I finally thought of the topic, and I could look at Miss Pan De openly, “Only I saw you on Monday, and no other people were found. I’m still wondering if you will go elsewhere. To perform the task.”

“The other project is about to be delivered. I have to keep an eye on it.” She didn’t turn on the navigation. Perhaps she was concentrating on recognizing the way. Her speech was a little slow, “What task to perform?”

“You know, meet new girls, buy someone a drink, and so on.”

“Sounds very tempting.” After she finished, she glanced at me very quickly and smiled at the corner of her eyes. “I am too busy to participate in the activities you mentioned.”

“Really?” I looked at her quietly, and the corners of my mouth turned up unconsciously.

Suddenly, she changed her conversation: “Well…but it’s not that busy.”

I mentioned it up in my heart. Although knowing she might just want to tease me-I pursed my mouth to cover up my emotions.

Miss Pan De said: “At least if you want to talk to me, you can send me a message.”

“I thought you would feel that it is inappropriate to send messages frequently before the first date.”

“But we do have a close contact.” She looked at me and then turned back, her hands never leaving the steering wheel. “It’s just that the topic may not be so romantic. Speaking of which, this week, we did not seem to have contacted privately. Yes. Was it a busy week for you?”

I calmly looked at Ma Lu and said, “It’s just that there are some trivial things to deal with on the project.”

Miss Pan De nodded.

For a moment, she said: “We shouldn’t ask about each other’s situation.”

“you are right.”

Miss Pande tapped her finger on the steering wheel twice: “Take a note. Add to our dating rules: greetings about working hours and work directions are not welcome.”

I couldn’t help laughing: “It sounds like our dating relationship is so tight, there are always rules like this.”

“Really?” She stopped the car slowly to the side of the road, turned to look at me and said, “Why do I think this is so sexy?”

I don’t know how to put my hand. She is obviously getting bolder and making rapid progress, and she will no longer be easily pushed back by the look in my eyes. I dare not look at her for too long.

Watching her for too long makes it easy to catch fire.

I took the lead to look away, lowered my head and fumbled for the seat belt buckle, and said: “Are we there yet?”

“Oh, no, no, not yet.” Miss Pan De’s gaze suddenly dodged slightly, and she reached out to light up the car screen, “Don’t laugh, but I can’t find the way.”

“Everyone uses navigation, it’s nothing.” I don’t know why, comforting her.

She bit her lip, hung her finger in the destination input field, and she was reluctant to press down: “It’s not like that. I confirmed it once last night…”

My breathing stagnated.

What did Miss Pan De say?

If I heard correctly, she was just saying that for this date, did she take the time to visit the site in advance?

The car was very quiet, and Miss Pande’s face was a little red. Apparently she also realized what she had said. I took a deep breath quietly, but still felt that there was not enough oxygen, and my pulse became faster almost immediately. Will she hear it? I held one of my elbows and moved my arms inward, pretending that I would restore it to normal.

The heart beats too fast. She just sat next to me and didn’t even look at me; I didn’t go to see her, but why is it still like this?

Miss Pan De sighed lightly, seeming to finally make up her mind. I heard her whisper helplessly: “Okay. The answer has to be revealed in advance-don’t watch it.”

I just leaned over to take a peek at the navigation head and was forced to retract it, and said pitifully, “I thought you said it was going to be announced in advance?”

“You are not allowed to look anyway.” She bit her lip.

I have a slumped mouth. I don’t want to look at it. I’m going to announce the destination by voice when I’m navigating. But looking at her stubborn look, it was really cute. I couldn’t help it at all. I stretched out my hand to touch her face, and finally pressed it back again.

The destination of the navigation is the Singapore Botanic Garden.