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Xin Chen has always concealed his emotions very well. For more than ten years, the brotherhood between him and Xiaoji has been interpreted by him with textbook standards.

Everyone understands that the two of them have a good relationship, but not everyone understands what raging thoughts they have about Xiaoji.

That kind of thought was suppressed by him intentionally, for fear of irreversible consequences after the embankment burst.

Fortunately, Xiaoji also likes himself very much.

He never went into the details of where Xiaoji's feelings for him evolved from. Even if it just grew from the buds of his childhood playmates, he would only be grateful for the friendship between Zhong and Xin. , giving him a chance to get close to Xiaoji.

But today, he originally thought that the Valentine's Day dating plan that he was looking forward to would be suspended, but unexpectedly, the development was almost dreamlike all the way.

Only when dreaming, will the current picture appear - Xiaoji lying in his arms, falling into a deep sleep after some kind of intimate and indescribable interaction, the scattered clothes around him seem to reproduce the madness not long ago ...

Xin Chen tried his best to restrain himself, not to show a stupid and stupid smile.

He stretched out his hand, hugged him, and exerted a little force... Well, why does it feel that Xiaoji's body temperature is so low?

He was startled, and then realized that he was dreaming a sweet dream with his arms around the quilt.

His clothes were scattered beside the bed, as well as the bathrobe that Xiaoji wore out after taking a shower. The mess on the bed was just like the one in the dream, but compared to the dream, there was less Xiaoji in the whole room.

He rubbed his forehead and complained that he slept so deeply and so dead that he didn't even notice that Xiaoji had left.

Fortunately, this mess proved the existence of that thing.

As soon as he got out of bed, he caught the sound of typing on the keyboard outside the bedroom, put on his clothes indiscriminately, and pushed open the bedroom door. In the living room of the suite, Xiaoji leaned on the sofa, with a computer on his lap, and the lights in the room Very soft, under the weak light, the computer screen cast a light and shadow on Xiaoji's face.

Zhong Ji raised his eyes and looked at Xin Chen: "You are really a deep sleeper."

Xin Chen was a little embarrassed: "Probably because I don't feel like going to sleep recently."

Zhong Ji raised his eyebrows, but did not challenge Xin Chen's kindness.

It's not that he doesn't want to sleep, it's obvious that he doesn't have time to sleep, in order to take care of his mood in every way, a person with such stamina as Xin Chen can't stand it anymore.

Zhong Ji pressed the send button and sent the results of his work after "calming down" to Wen Zhenghe's encrypted mailbox.The computer returned to its original communicator form after some delicate stretching and deformation.

"Let's go out to have dinner together." Zhong Ji clasped the communicator back on his wrist, adjusted the comfortable wearing width, and looked at Xin Chen, "I wasted a lot of energy today."

Mentioning such a sensitive word as "energy", Xin Shen subconsciously played back the "interaction" during the day in his mind.

Especially Xiaoji's tone, as if the one who bears and needs to be taken care of is himself.

He felt his cheeks hot, with an astonishing heat, and after a while, he finally said two words: "Fortunately..." After he finished speaking, he was inexplicably agitated, and even wanted to put his face in the refrigerator to cool down .

Zhong Ji looked at Xin Chen's face with great interest.

He didn't know when it started, he could only see a gentle smile on Xin Chen's face, or a slightly serious persuasion, or helpless indulgence, but he rarely saw the shy scene in front of him.

This made the bad taste in his heart grow wildly like weeds.

"It's normal to do this kind of thing between lovers, right? Xin Chen, you should be more indifferent." Zhong Ji pretended to be disappointed and put on a straight face.

Sure enough, after Xin Chen froze for a moment, panic and grievance appeared on his face: "Xiaoji...I, actually, I..."

Zhong Ji's smile could no longer be suppressed, he laughed lowly, and after a while, he picked up the cold coffee on the coffee table and took a sip.

"I used to often wonder why I blushed shyly, but you didn't. Now it seems that I still prefer to see you at a loss."

Xin Chen's face was stained with a thin layer of blush, because of embarrassment, his eyes fell on the coffee table beside Zhong Ji, his neck was stuck, and even the roots of his ears began to turn red.

When it comes to Xin Chen, many people may think of such things as "the No. [-] major in the history of Bosen Military Academy", "time star nobleman Xin", "double S-level all-round military academy student", "a promising new star"...

Those are well known, and they are also things that make Zhong Ji unconsciously stressed.

But at this moment, only Xin Chen, who was blushing in front of him and stretched his neck, fascinated him even more.

Given a rare opportunity, Zhong Ji stared at Xin Chen generously, from top to bottom, including his messy curled hair, his face turned sideways due to awkwardness, and even his usual upright standing posture were defeated by his messy thoughts.

Zhong Ji is not an unrestrained person, what's more, after experiencing an extremely strenuous exercise, he will inevitably be distracted when dealing with affairs, and his time becomes more precious because of this.

"Let's eat first." He took off his newly put on nightgown and changed beside Xin Chen. "Wen Zhenghe still has a lot of things to deal with."

Xin Chen wants to restrain himself from being a beast, not to stare at Xiaoji's body all the time, but his eyes are always out of his control, falling on the skin involuntarily, and there are traces of his own madness on it.

Literally blushing.

He coughed lightly, turned and walked into the bedroom of the suite: "I'm going to change clothes too."

He could feel Xiaoji's eyes on him, with a scorching smile, his hands shaking when picking up the clothes, and it took several times to button each button.

It's strange, it's obvious that he is the one who has been planning all this time, and now that he has finally succeeded, why is he still in such a hurry, like an unprepared stunned young man?

They entered the hotel during the day and didn't come out until late at night.

At this point in the morning, Zhong Ji's midnight snacks are usually located on desserts and milk coffee.

Using his logic to explain, night snacks are prepared for overtime work. Once he works overtime, his mood will deteriorate, and he must use sugar to increase his happiness, so that he who works overtime can feel pain and happiness.

Xin Chen, who knew the way well, took Zhong Ji to a tea restaurant he frequented, and the desserts there were very popular with Zhong Ji.

Xin Chen hesitated a little while ordering, and then ordered twice the usual amount.

Zhong Ji leaned on the soft sofa in the restaurant, his whole body seemed to be trapped in a ball of cotton, he squinted slightly: "Why did you order so much, are you hungry today?"

"You will be in a bad mood when you work overtime, and you will feel worse when you work overtime when you are tired." Xin Chen finally recovered his usual calmness, his smile was light, but it was a real smile that reached his eyes.

Zhong Ji sighed in disappointment, he still wanted to tease Xin Chen for a while, but he didn't expect to be relieved so quickly.

He was a little frustrated: "Working overtime today is different from before."

Xin Chen was about to speak, when he saw the waiter bringing coffee and desserts, he set the plates one by one, and after the waiter walked away, he asked, "Isn't Wen Zhenghe finding some advertisement that doesn't cost money?" ?”

This was originally a joke, but unexpectedly, the person opposite smiled and nodded triumphantly.

Xin thought for a moment, then said: "Xiaoji, you are not lying to me, are you?"

Looking into this matter carefully, Zhong Ji restrained a lot of complacency, and his expression even showed a little guilt: "Maybe I am a very cold-blooded person. After my eldest brother lost contact, I found excuses to satisfy all my selfish desires."

Xin Chen accidentally thought of what happened in the hotel suite again, he calmed down secretly, and just about to ask something, he saw Xiaoji was a little lonely, nestling on the sofa and quietly eating dessert.

This matter must have something to do with Brother Yi.

In the face of Xiaoji and curiosity, he decisively chose to take care of Xiaoji's mood.

God was kind and friendly to him, and did not torment his curiosity too much.

At three o'clock in the morning, he drove the starship back to Zhong's Yuanhang Headquarters with Xiaoji. The fifth floor from the bottom of the top floor was brightly lit. When he pushed open the door of the marketing team's office area, all the project team members inside were full of energy, like spinning tops. Running at the same high speed.

Zhong Ji went straight to Wen Zhenghe's office, where the marketing director of Zhong's, who was sitting there, was as energetic as the project team members outside.

"I know, you are struggling a lot." Wen Zhenghe got up and walked in front of Zhong Ji when he saw Zhong Ji enter the door, with an uncharacteristically serious expression on his face, "But this plan can save us tens of millions in advertising costs. Even the advertisements we have worked so hard to design may not be more effective than this plan.”

Wen Zhenghe's seriousness made Xin Chen even more curious about what kind of decision Xiaoji made.

Zhong Ji put his coat on the back of the sofa, sat down heavily on the sofa, with a complicated smile: "Mr. Wen doesn't need to say any more, Mr. Zhong has no choice at all."

Wen Zhenghe was still worried that Zhong Ji would not be able to pass the hurdle in his heart, so he turned his attention to Xin Chen.He winked at Xin Chen for a long time, only to get a slightly confused response from Xin Chen.

Wen Zhenghe stared at Xin Chen tiredly.

This idiot major, why doesn't he know anything?It's a blood loss for their young master's ingenuity to match Xin Chen!