When Song Jingmian quietly walked to the study, Bo Jingci was sitting upright, with a laptop in front of him and his eyes lowered, staring at the screen.
He seemed to be in a meeting, and she didn't want to disturb him, so she simply walked not far behind him, picked up a book and opened it at will.
"come over."
Just as she picked up a book and was about to sit down, a man's deep and mellow voice suddenly sounded.
Song Jingmian raised her eyes in confusion and looked at his upright back.
Is he calling me?
She wondered if he was talking to someone in the company. After all, he had not closed the study door tightly just now, so it was easy for her to get in.
He probably didn't notice her coming in.
She continued to sit, thinking of the last time she knew she was reborn, she was so excited that she rushed inside and straddled him.
Now that I think about it, I really created a dreamy castle!
This time, she had to be more reserved about everything she said.
After all, she had lost face last time in front of these senior officials.
"Mianmian." He called again.
Only then did Song Jingmian realize that he was really calling her.
"Aci." Her voice was deliberately softer, "You have a meeting first."
The man suddenly turned around casually, facing her directly along with the computer.
"come over."
"Oh." She responded, and then walked up to her softly.
Since he kept calling her, something might really be going on.
She walked to stand next to him, away from the computer, and smiled: "What's wrong?"
Bo Jing said nothing and suddenly put his big hands around her waist and took her into his arms.
"ah!"
Song Jingmian was startled by his sudden movement and subconsciously wrapped her arms around his neck to prevent her center of gravity from becoming unstable.
The book he was holding also fell to the ground with a "bang".
Until she fell into his arms, she was still in shock and looked straight at him.
"Aci..."
He looked down at her bare feet and frowned.
"You don't wear shoes?"
Song Jingmian felt guilty for no reason.
When she was alone in the bedroom, she was used to going barefoot and didn't like wearing shoes, but she would remember to put them on every time she came to see him.
I don’t know why today, but I forgot about it due to negligence.
"Forgot, I forgot." She muttered softly.
Bo Jingci looked helpless.
He knew that she didn't like to wear shoes, so when he first discovered that she liked to go barefoot, he directly asked the housekeeper to cover every corner of the house with high-quality carpets, just to prevent her from catching a cold.
Sometimes she would put on shoes if she remembered, but most of the time, she would forget.
He wasn't worried that she would catch a cold at home. The equipment in the room was fully prepared, but he was worried that she would have the same habit when she arrived on the set.
"I don't blame you." He touched her head.
Song Jingmian pursed her lips and smiled, and wanted to turn around, but suddenly remembered that he seemed to be still in a meeting.
So she immediately turned away from the computer and kept her voice extremely low.
"Are you in a meeting?"
"Um."
Song Jingmian's eyes widened. She wanted to speak loudly but was afraid of being exposed.
So he could only hold back and say: "Then why don't you ask me to come over!"
He chuckled in a low voice, and deliberately leaned close to her ear, laughing softly: "Don't you think it's more exciting this way?"
Exciting! ! ! !
Song Jingmian: "...I don't think so."
The two quarreled for a while, and Bo Jingci began to work seriously.
It was very different when he was working than when he was usually with her.
In front of her, he seemed like a live and emotional person, he could laugh and tease her, and because she was happy, he would be happy too.
But when he was at work, he seemed to be a different person, his whole body was filled with coldness, and his aura was so strong that people didn't dare to speak.
The most common expression on his face is a frown, like a work machine without emotion.
Song Jingmian listened in his arms for a while, feeling that his tone was cold, as if he was about to lose his temper in the next second.
What I hear most is: Well, okay, so, do you think this plan is reasonable...
Song Jingmian didn't dare to breathe in his arms.
When it ended, Song Jingmian didn't even notice.
"Mianmian." He called her softly.
"Huh?" She was still whispering back to him.
Bo Jingci knew at a glance that she was in a daze and said deliberately: "Turn around."
When Song Jingmian heard this, he immediately shook his head: "No."
Bo Jingci: "I didn't turn on the camera."
Song Jingmian: "...I know."
She was mainly afraid that what if the camera suddenly turned on, she would be embarrassed again. People can be embarrassed in front of the same thing once, but never a second time!
Microphone and camera permissions are the most untrustworthy things on the Internet!
"Then what are you afraid of?"
Song Jingmian stopped talking.
Bo Jingci smiled and turned her body around.
Song Jingmian lowered her head and leaned into his arms, carefully looking up at the computer.
It turned out that there was nothing in front of this man, and he closed the computer directly and put it next to him.
Song Jingmian: "..."
She looked back and forth for a few seconds, and finally came to the conclusion that this person was playing tricks on her!
She was so angry that he punched her on the shoulder.
"You're teasing me again!"
she huffed.
Bo Jingci let her punch her twice, then immediately picked up her hand and rubbed it carefully, "My shoulder is hard, and it hurts when I hit you."
He moved her hand downwards.
"Hit somewhere else."
Song Jingmian: "..."
She suddenly couldn't get angry anymore.
"Why didn't you tell me you were done."
Bo Jingci said helplessly: "You were the one who was in a daze all the time. I ended it long ago."
"Huh," Song Jingmian tilted her head, "Then how did you know I came in?"
Obviously when she came in just now, she saw him staring at the screen.
Bo Jingci touched the end of her hair and rubbed it unconsciously: "Someone's movements are like a little mouse. It's hard not to notice."
"So, has Little Mouse figured out how to make it up to me?"
What a little mouse...
He is so disgusting...
I don’t know why this guy always likes to give her such weird names.
But when he said it, her whole body felt numb and her face turned red.
In the meaningful conversation on the phone in the morning, the two of them had already tacitly realized what the so-called "compensation" was.
So Song Jingmian came directly after taking a shower at night. She was wearing a loose but relatively conservative nightgown, but she had just finished taking a shower, and her whole body exuded a faint peach fragrance.
When she thought that the purpose of her coming in was to compensate him, she suddenly became bolder.
Moreover, the two of them had not made love for a long time, and now they were in this ambiguous posture, and the atmosphere was ignited almost in the next second.
She directly hooked her hands around his neck, the tip of her nose was touching the tip of his nose, her head shook slightly, and the two people's noses rubbed against each other.
"husband."
"Um."
His voice couldn't help but become a little hoarse.
"We..." She chuckled, her ambiguous and warm breath spreading near him.
"I haven't tried it in the study room yet."
As soon as she finished speaking, Song Jingmian clearly felt the tension in the man's body, and the hand on her waist unconsciously tightened.
The next second, darkness suddenly fell in front of Song Jingmian, and the man leaned over and took her lips in his, passionately and a little violently.
I don't know how long it took, but Bo Jingci directly pressed her next to the desk, clasped her chin and kissed her.
The nightgown on her body was pushed up at some point, revealing her beautiful milky white legs.
"Wait a minute." She tilted her head and struggled to speak out in a low voice, "No, no condom..."
A chuckle escaped from Bo Jingci's throat, sexy and sultry.
He directly freed his hand, opened the drawer on the side, and took out a small square.
"Who said no?"
