"Ning Ning, do you want to come in and take a shower together?"
"You wash it yourself." Mu Ning glanced at him, not being deceived at all, and turned around to leave.
Mu Ning was caught after walking a few steps, "Gu Zhiyin, what are you doing? You got water on me!"
Mu Ning was wet, so he had no choice but to take off his clothes and take a shower again.
The water in the bathroom was steaming. Mu Ning was soaking in the bathtub, and a certain man was also soaking in the water, but he was kneeling behind her, massaging her shoulders and coaxing her.
"Don't be angry, Ning Ning."
Mu Ning closed his eyes and ignored him.
"Wife~"
"Baby."
The more the man yelled, the more disgusting he became, and Mu Ning couldn't stand it anymore.
"Are all men in Bensi so greasy?"
Gu Zhiyin's expression was stiff and he couldn't help but exert force on his hands.
Mu Ning let out an "ah" in pain.
Gu Zhiyin let go of his hand and looked a little unhappy, "It's not just to coax you."
"Oh, so you're just pretending to be affectionate? Are you really bored to death?"
The little wife started to hold on to him again.
Gu Zhiyin lay down and held her waist, "Ning Ning, why don't I just put a zipper on my chest, and when you question me, I can pull it open to show you my sincerity?"
Mu Ning realized that he was being a little unreasonable, smiled, and leaned against his chest, "Husband, why are you so patient with me?"
Gu Zhiyin sighed, "You are spoiled by me."
Mu Ning snorted, "You were not so good-tempered ten years ago."
She thought to herself, "So this is the charm of old men?"
Gu Zhiyin choked on her words and coughed lightly, raised his hand to pinch her face, "What's the matter? You keep talking about it lately?"
Mu Ning grabbed his hand and touched the wedding ring on his slender finger, "Whoever lets time spare you, then I can't spare you."
In fact, it was Gu Zhiyin who attracted the bees and butterflies. The kindergarten teacher was only twenty years old. How could an old man still please a little girl so much?
Mu Ning was really jealous, sucking and biting Gu Zhiyin's neck.
It took several red and purple kiss marks to give up.
Gu Zhiyin said, "If you suck it down, it won't be good if people in the company see it."
I feel really happy in my heart.
He liked any touch from Mu Ning, whether it was pinching him or hitting him.
"Ning Ning, go down and order some..."
"Gu Zhiyin, what do you want to do! Don't touch my head!"
"I want it down there too."
As a result, Mu Ning planted a red cloud on Gu Zhiyin's neck.
The next day he went to the company for a meeting, and everyone stared at his neck.
Gu Zhiyin turned a deaf ear and stood upright on the podium to speak.
But those who were interested noticed that he pulled his tie more often.
As if feeling uncomfortable all over.
Mu Ning was complacent down there, this shameless old man was actually embarrassed!
How rare!
After the meeting, everyone looked at Mu Ning with extremely teasing eyes.
"Ning Ning, are you so cruel? You can bite our boss Gu's neck." Lu Xinting walked side by side with Mu Ning and laughed unceremoniously.
"You know what? This is called declaring sovereignty."
Mu Ning didn't shy away from it at all, she was much braver now.
Little did he know that two tall men were following behind him.
Gu Zhiyin heard Mu Ning's words and stared at her back with a half-smile.
"Master Gu, you were not like this before." Song Heng reminded in a low voice.
Gu Zhiyin looked away, "What about me?"
"You won't care about your image like this." Song Heng looked at his neck.
"What, are you jealous?"
Song Heng was speechless. To be honest, he was a little bit, but he couldn't show it.
"Your face looks a little weak. It seems that you were tortured a lot by Miss Mu last night."
Gu Zhiyin glanced at Song Heng who was deliberately looking for trouble, "Lu Xinting hasn't fucked you for a long time? You look like you are full of energy and have nowhere to vent. Are you looking for trouble?"
Song Heng shut up with a very bad expression.
The painful spot was poked, and he stared darkly at Lu Xinting's back.
Gu Zhiyin strode forward, reached out and pulled Mu Ning into his arms, and Shi Shiran took him away.
Lu Xinting was stunned for a moment, then turned around and found Song Heng who had been following behind for a long time.
"Xinxin."
Song Heng quickly caught up with her, "It was my fault last time."
Lu Xinting quickly walked into the office and was about to close the door when Song Heng grabbed her and forced her way in.
"What are you doing? Let me go!"
Song Heng locked Lu Xinting in his arms, "If you don't let her go, hit me if you get angry."
Lu Xinting really hit him, making his chest sound muffled. This man was like a wooden stake. No matter how hard she tried, he just wouldn't let go.
In the end, Lu Xinting was tired from beating her and her eyes were red. Seeing her looking like she was about to cry or not, Song Heng's heart ached, "I'm sorry, I was wrong last time."
"I didn't care about your feelings, I only cared about venting my own selfish desires."
"If Xin Xin is still not relieved, take a rest and continue fighting."
"Forget it, don't hurt your hand, just pinch me."
Lu Xinting pursed her lips and shook her head. After being quiet for a while, she raised her head and asked, "Does it hurt?"
Song Heng was stunned for a moment, then smiled and lowered his head, "It doesn't hurt."
Lu Xinting forcibly lifted up his clothes, but she even turned red and said it didn't hurt.
She pulled Song Heng to sit down on the sofa and rubbed him gently.
Song Heng felt a little hot all over from being touched by her. He lowered his eyes and looked at Lu Xinting's beautiful face, "Xin Xin."
"Um?"
"I envy Mr. Gu."
"Pfft...why do you envy her?"
Song Heng grabbed the back of her head and pressed it on his neck, "You also tell them that I am yours."
Lu Xinting:? ? ? ?
ah?
"No, Brother Song, I..."
"Kiss me."
Song Heng pressed Lu Xinting's lips to his neck.
Lu Xinting felt helpless for a while, wondering if she had given him too little sense of security. If this could make him feel at ease, she would be willing to cooperate even if she felt naive.
Lu Xinting put her arms around Song Heng's neck, tilted her head and kissed him.
At that moment, Song Heng felt the touch on his neck was particularly warm and soft, rolling his Adam's apple and letting out a low sigh.
A heart seems to have fallen into a trap of tenderness.
…
The next day, Song Heng went to Gu Zhiyin with a hickey on his neck.
As a result, Gu Zhiyin deducted his salary.
The reason is that he doesn't pay attention to his personal image, corrupts morals and affects the company's atmosphere.
"How come there is a person like Gu Zhiyin who only allows the state officials to set fires but not the common people to light lamps!" Lu Xinting complained.
"It doesn't matter, Mr. Gu is like this because he is envious."
"I envy your size! You seem to be very happy!"
Song Heng was indeed happy, carrying the mark given to him by Xinxin, even walking with wind in his eyes.
The people in the Secretariat were very surprised. The usually expressionless Assistant Song had been in a good mood these days!
Lu Xinting stayed at Song Heng's house again. Song Heng felt a little restless when he thought about what Gu Zhiyin reminded him.
That night, Lu Xinting took a shower in the bathroom. Song Heng sat by the bed, opened the drawer and took out the "little raincoat". Gu Zhiyin's words kept echoing in his mind.
After struggling for a long time, I took out the brooch...
Staring at the enchanting figure reflected on the glass door of the bathroom, Song Heng's eyes darkened a bit.
