When the driver saw Gu Zhiyin curling his lips in confusion, he couldn't bear to disturb him.
It has been a long time since I saw Mr. Gu smile. The people working under them are walking on thin ice these days, and they have never been so relaxed as now.
…
The room was so dark that no light could penetrate.
"what time is it?"
Just as Lu Xinting hung up the phone, a low and hoarse voice sounded behind her.
"Ten o'clock." She paused, "By the way, don't you have to go to work today? Aren't you late?"
"Yeah." He pulled her into his arms, pressing his bare chest against her back.
"Then you're still lying here, why don't you get up quickly!" Lu Xinting pushed him.
"not going."
"..."
Lu Xinting turned to look at him and said, "Are you so casual at work? Do you still need someone to carry a bag? I think I can do it."
He snorted, "You want to carry Mr. Gu's bag?"
"Uh... forget it, I'll still be a free and happy little fairy."
He chuckled at the back of her neck, and the hot breath tickled her.
A tiny electric current aroused and spread all over the body, so itchy that the toes curled up.
She muttered, "What are you doing?"
"Um?"
Lu Xinting shrank her neck, "Don't get so close to me."
"Why?" The man's voice was hoarse, "I've tried everything closer..."
Lu Xinting's back stiffened.
Seeing that she didn't speak, Song Heng's heart tightened and he raised his head to see her expression, "What, are you not happy to touch you?"
ah.
She secretly screamed in her heart, why is this man's breath so fresh! The sound is like a subwoofer, so sexy, who can stand it so early in the morning?
"Okay, okay, lie down quickly, I'm fine."
The man obeyed and lay down behind her.
They were both naked, and their skins were touching each other, smooth and hot. He felt her slender back, and she felt his elastic and hot chest.
The muscles on this man's chest are bulging, and it feels so comfortable to rub against them.
After rubbing it, Lu Xinting felt something was wrong.
"Brother, please collect your little brother, he is pointing at me."
"You're talking about it, who are you referring to if you don't mean it?"
"Oh? You mean I teased you and you want me to be responsible for leaking?"
In fact, he didn't have to leak, but if she wanted to, "It's not impossible."
"But I am so sick and weak now, how can I help you?"
"What you did last night, do it now."
She licked her lips, "I fucked you last night... did you feel comfortable?"
The man closed his eyes, as if he didn't want to answer the question, but after a while, a word escaped from his throat, "Yeah."
Lu Xinting was instantly inspired and reached back with her hand.
Soon, the man collapsed behind her.
Before she reached the top, she let go with bad intentions.
"I'm tired, no more fun."
"You..." The man's whole body tensed up uncomfortably, grabbing her hand to come.
The woman's wrist was slender and smooth, and with a quick twitch, it slipped from his hand.
"No, my hands are sore."
The man grinded his teeth in her ear, "Lu Xinting!"
"Don't make any noise. I'm tired. Let's sleep some more."
Where can I sleep here?
The man's chest was heaving with anger, and he stared at the woman's back. He grabbed her slender waist with a pair of big hands, hit her hard twice, and then angrily lifted the quilt and got out of bed.
Uh... Lu Xinting was confused.
Was he punishing her just now? She rubbed her sore butt.
Tsk, how could you stand this fierce force if you really followed him?
…
The sound of water in the bathroom stopped, and the man came out wrapped in a bath towel.
Lu Xinting was leaning on the bedside playing with her mobile phone. She looked up and saw the handsome man with a dark face.
Her eyes stayed on his face for a second, then moved down to his collarbone.
Didn't I ejaculate myself? Why is it still swollen?
The man walked to the bed and sat down, picked up the cigarette case, took out one and put it in his mouth.
She smiled and leaned behind him, resting her chin on his broad shoulders, "Brother Song, do you have anything to eat at home? I'm hungry."
He looked bad and lit a cigarette, "No."
"Then I'm ordering takeout, do you want to eat it?"
"Just order yours and leave me alone."
The man was sitting on the edge of the bed smoking a cigarette with an expression that said don't bother him.
"But I don't want to eat takeout. How can I make takeout clean and hygienic?" Lu Xinting hugged his waist, "I come to your house, can you bear to make me hungry, Brother Song..."
Song Heng paused while smoking and glanced back at her, "Want me to do it for you?"
"Hehe, can you do it? If not, I can give you guidance."
He chuckled, "I've never cooked for a woman."
"It seems that she can cook." Lu Xinting became even more excited. She climbed up to him like a snake bone, her head got in front of him, and looked at her with seductive almond eyes, "I can't be your number one. One?"
"You were my first."
Song Heng kissed her hard on the lips, "You owe me once, remember."
He pulled her away from him, crushed his cigarette, and stood up to put on his clothes.
"What to eat."
"Whatever, I don't pick."
…
The man went out to buy groceries, and Lu Xinting fell asleep while playing on her mobile phone.
When she was woken up, the meal was already ready.
Wearing a man's baggy shirt, she came to the table barefoot, rubbing her eyes.
In an instant, sleepiness disappeared.
"Fuck! Did you cook this?" She stared at the four dishes on the table with her eyes wide open.
The man didn't say anything and handed her the dishes and chopsticks.
"You didn't bring the bag from the hotel to fool me, right?" Lu Xinting pulled out a chair and sat down.
"I'm not Mr. Gu, how can I be so boring?"
"Ahem, has he ever done this?"
"Have done it a few times."
"..." Lu Xinting was speechless.
As if to help Gu Zhiyin restore her image, Song Heng explained: "At that time, Miss Mu Ning was still young. She liked to be angry with Master Gu and would not eat when she was angry. In order to coax her, Master Gu said that he would cook for her, which was later exposed. After that, I never did it again.”
"Then can he cook?"
"Won't."
"..."
I really feel sorry for Ning Ning, what kind of fox den did she grow up in?
Lu Xinting was hungry. When she looked at the table, she saw braised pork ribs, cola chicken wings, French red wine foie gras, and an eggplant with eggs.
"Why is it all meat?"
"You're too skinny, you should put on some weight."
"..."
Lu Xinting picked up a piece of foie gras with her chopsticks and put it in her mouth.
He sighed with emotion, "Brother Song, if someone could marry you home, I don't know how happy I would be."
Song Heng raised his head suddenly, "What stupid things are you talking about?"
"Bah, that's wrong. If I marry you, I will let you wash and cook for me at home every day."
Song Heng's face was dark. He could still hear the first sentence, but was the second sentence human?
"Where did you learn it? You're so good at cooking. Why didn't you think of becoming a cook? You came to be Mr. Gu's personal secretary. It's so hard to work with him. Sometimes you have to fight and kill. How dangerous."
Hearing these words, he seemed to care about him, and his expression softened, "Once you get used to living alone, you have to learn some survival skills. It's hard to do it at first, but it gets better gradually."
Alas, this man once again refreshed her understanding in her heart.
…
Mu Ning was very lucky and passed the subject as soon as possible.
But she had passed the exam. She came out of the exam room with a bright face and found that Gu Zhiyin's car had not left yet.
