This benefactor is not too cold

Pei Yucheng originally wanted to tell Lao Chang that he had also advanced, and was ready to celebrate: "Old Chang, I have advanced, I have advanced, I have advanced!"

Chang Si: "Well, I just received a message. Is there anything you want to eat tonight?"

Pei Yucheng hurriedly said haha: "It's okay, it's okay, you can eat anything, I don't choose."

The moment he opened the door, he was sensitive to the smell of gunpowder smoke. In order to avoid being affected by the flames of war, he hurriedly said the good news and hid in his bedroom. He only came out to finish dinner without fear of death.

The other two people sitting at the table had zero communication throughout.

At night, Chang Si went to take a shower, and the phone in his jacket pocket kept ringing, obviously someone had been sending him messages.

Chen Mo sneered, and when Chang Si finished drying her hair and was about to go to bed, she said the first sentence since the afternoon: "I'm going to sleep, I hope Mr. Chang's WeChat notification tone won't disturb me."

Chang Si nodded, turned on the sleep mode, and turned off the lights.

Chen Mo turned his back to Chang Si, knowing through the sometimes bright and sometimes dark walls that he was still there to receive messages or reply to messages.

A long time ago, Chen Mo forced himself to go to bed before 1:[-] am at the latest, so he set his phone to automatically shut down at [-]:[-] am, but he forgot to cancel it later. The sound of "ding" was the familiar shutdown sound, while Chang Si on the other end was still I have no intention of putting down my phone.

Chen Mo sat up, his voice was hoarse and rarely seen in the night, and he shouted: "How long do you plan to chat?"

Chang Si frowned, Chen Mo was good at managing emotions, and this was the first time I saw him not hiding his anger at all.After breaking up in the afternoon, Chang Si wisely didn't make Chen Mo unhappy, logically there was no reason to be angry.

Guessing that tonight it was because I affected his sleep that this person was so angry: "Sorry, I heard your breathing is steady, I thought you were asleep, you sleep first, I will go to the living room."

After yelling, Chen Mo himself was stunned. He felt uncomfortable, no matter what, he felt uncomfortable when he thought of what Sun Qian said on stage, and even more uncomfortable when he heard Chang Si's answer, as if a squirrel had accumulated fruits all winter. Ren's tree hole was stuffed full of hazelnuts, but it was suddenly remembered by someone.

After a short period of blankness in the brain, the original anger dissipated, leaving only the almost crazy feeling in the chest, except for sourness and astringency, clamoring and shouting, overwhelming and irresolvable.

"Don't go out, don't reply to her message."

Under the control of this feeling, Chen Mo gave birth to a force for no reason, and Chen Mo pushed Chang Si, who was about to walk to the door, against the wall on one side.

Chang Si raised her eyes and realized that things might be different from what she had guessed: "Huh? Who do you think I am replying to?"

Chen Mo pursed his lips tightly, apparently not intending to say anything.

Chang Si held up the phone in front of him, and thought about something for a moment. She turned her head and couldn't hold back, and couldn't help laughing, with a clearly recognizable smile in her voice: "The previous secretary is on maternity leave, and the new secretary is on maternity leave. The temporary secretary who came here was not familiar with many businesses and processes, and I was just training him overnight."

What are you doing? When the consciousness came back, the blood in Chen Mo's brain rushed up, his face was hot, and he wanted to change the subject following Chang Si's words: "I remember your secretary is a man, why would a man go to Maternity leave?"

Chang Si: "Our company has a written rule that every male employee can apply for a one-month maternity leave to take care of his wife and children before his wife is in childbirth. It can be in the form of documentaries or texts, and at the same time, special personnel will visit the site from time to time."

Chen Mo: "Your company is really humane. If many people take maternity leave at the same time, won't it affect the company's operating efficiency?"

Chang Si: "No, both rewards and punishments are given together. The company has a good reputation, and the treatment is better than other companies. Naturally, the pressure of competition is not small. This will increase the enthusiasm of the employees. Basically, before the maternity leave They will finish their current tasks, and most employees will be more happy to be in the company when they come back. As for whether it is because they want to take on more responsibilities on their shoulders or feel that childcare is more tiring, it varies from person to person. "

Chen Mo: "Mr. Chang is really scheming and well versed in how to employ people."

Chang Si looked at him, her pale eyes shining brightly: "But I can't use any tricks with you." Because he cared too much, he was reluctant to do anything but bitter tricks.

Chen Mo moved his feet aside and was ready to go to bed: "Don't disturb Mr. Chang's work."

Chang Si grabbed him lightly and skillfully, pulled him closer, and breathed out in Chen Mo's ear: "You have interrupted."

Chen Mo subconsciously wanted to step back, but because of being surrounded by Chang Si, he had no choice but to look directly at him.

Chang Si lowered her head and brought the tip of her nose close to Chen Mo's, rubbed her cheeks against his cheeks and wiped them lightly, as if humming a long and sweet sentence in a nasal voice: "Now can you tell me what you were angry about just now?"

At the end, he said in a low voice: "I want to hear it." It was like a unique bass key on the keyboard, deep and hoarse.

The intimacy like a coquettish, suddenly ink wash in Chen Mo's heart.

Chen Mo seemed to be bewitched, and told the whole story: "Sun Qian."

Chang Si looked like he thought about it for a while before he remembered who this person was: "Oh, it's the actress who acted with you this afternoon, and Yu Cheng is still her fan."

Chen Mo lowered his head: "She added you on WeChat this afternoon."

Chang Si thought about it for a while: "It seems to be."

After thinking about it, he raised the phone to Chen Mo again, and clicked on the chat record with Sun Qian.

Sun Qian: "After sending out the application several times, you finally agreed, so happy."

Sun Qian: "Raise your hand, I'm the actress who competed on the same stage with your artist this afternoon."

Chang Si: "Are you the one named Chen Mo?"

Sun Qian: "Yes."

Sun Qian: "I really have never seen anyone with better eyes than yours. There is a kind of magical power that will make people sink unconsciously, although it may be a bit abrupt to say that..."

Chen Mo guessed what Sun Qian would say next, but Chang Si's answer kept her from saying it.

Chang Si: "Yes."

A word "um" unilaterally ended the topic.

Sun Qian: "..."

Chen Mo: "You can't see her intention?"

Chang Si shook his head in confusion.

Chen Mo: "She is interested in you."

Chang Si let go of Chen Mo and continued to ask with a look of sudden realization, with a tempting thought: "But why are you angry?"

Chen Mo: "I..."

The few words that I almost blurted out made a few twists and turns in my intestines, and fell down in my chest several times, and when I finally crawled into my throat, I started to be timid again.

In the end, Chen Mo just said, "I'm sleepy."

Chang Si nodded slightly: "Go to sleep."

There is no need to rush for a while, after all, he and Chen Mo will have a bright future.

"Chen Mo."

When Chang Si was about to close the bedroom door, she stopped in front of the door again.

Chen Mo looked back: "What's wrong?"

Chang Si: "I remembered that I forgot to do something very important."

Chen Mo: "Let's do it tomorrow, it's late, if you don't sleep, your employees will also..."

Before finishing speaking, Chang Si had already walked in front of Chen Mo from the door, choking the rest of Chen Mo's words in his throat.

The light was blocked, casting a shadow on Chen Mo's face, and his forehead was covered with softness. When the cold forehead touched the soft lips in the night, Chen Mo's eyelashes seemed to move accordingly.

After staying for a long time, Chang Si's lips slowly moved away from Chen Mo's forehead, with a guilty smile on his face but without any sincerity: "I'm sorry, I can't wait until tomorrow."

The snow outside the window stopped at some point, and the wind stopped the noise without noticing it. The surroundings were very quiet. Chen Mo looked at the man smiling slyly in front of him, and his heart was calm, calm, quiet but safe.

At two o'clock in the morning, Chang Si, who had been quiet in Moments for several months, timely posted a post that seemed to show affection, "I made someone angry today, and I need to change it."