you are deep in the stars

The old-fashioned wall clock on the wall "clicked" and every time it ticked was like a reminder.Bai Xi hugged the quilt and slowly moved over, attentively massaged Mr. Han's calf, and said with a good attitude: "I have really realized my mistakes, and I would like to let you vent your anger."

"Come here." Han Zhuo nodded.

Bai Xi rubbed forward, then stretched out her hand from under the quilt, clenched her fist insincerely, said lapily, "Be gentler, two hits will do."

Han Zhuo grabbed his wrist, pulled him into his arms effortlessly, then raised his right hand, and slapped him on the waist, which was regarded as punishment for the little hooligan in the bathroom just now—not heavy, but absolutely Not light.

Unprepared for this blow, Bai Xi felt like a furry cat, and even her back bowed in irritation.If clapping the palms of your hands can be regarded as a teacher-student punishment, then once it is changed to another place, it obviously has a more obvious adult meaning. He blushed and covered Han Zhuo's face with his hands, and then ordered: "Sleep!"

"It's okay to hit twice." Han Zhuo pecked at his ear and lowered his hand all the way, "Who said that just now?"

"Stop groping!" Bai Xi flinched uncomfortably, extremely cowardly, "I, I, I'm not ready yet."

"I can prepare it for you." Han Zhuo pulled down his pajama pants, revealing a small piece of naked and beautiful skin, shimmering under the lamp.

Bai Xi grasped his wrist with all her strength, feeling confused and flustered, her mind was filled with paste, temporarily unable to think, so she simply buried her face deeply in his arms, trying to use the darkness to pretend all of this None exist.

"Why are you so nervous?" Han Zhuo was rather amused. He held his trembling body tightly in his arms and called out comfortingly, "Xiaobai?"

"I'm really not ready." Bai Xi added sullenly, "Mentally prepared."

Han Zhuo caressed him on the back: "Huh?"

"Also, this house is also very dilapidated, it's not my own home." Bai Xi continued to complain, "There is no sense of ritual at all."

A smile appeared in Han Zhuo's eyes: "Then where do you want to be?"

"I don't know." Bai Xi hugged him tightly, and then added, "But it must not be here." And not now, because in addition to the terrible room, I also wore a yellow duck-printed dress. Funny pajamas have nothing to do with romantic passion.

"Okay." Han Zhuo kissed his hair, "I accept your opinion."

"Really?" Bai Xi raised her head, her eyes turned red, "You are not allowed to lie to me."

"How could I force you?" Han Zhuo shook his head with a smile, rubbed his nose with the back of his finger, his eyes and voice were so gentle.He pulled the quilt aside and wrapped him up again, like a warm and chubby silkworm baby: "Sleep."

Bai Xi secretly heaved a sigh of relief, he retracted his chin into the quilt, only showing a pair of eyes: "Yes."

Han Zhuo turned off the bedside lamp and lay down beside him.

The bustle outside the window continued, and the signboard of the Miami Hotel almost shone like a ball of light, but this was not the reason for the two to lose sleep.

A few minutes later, Bai Xi cautiously leaned over, kissed him sideways, and then found the most comfortable position in his arms as before, and said contentedly, "Good night."

Han Zhuo smiled and hugged him tightly: "Good night."

A soft bed, and a soft person.

Time also seems to be soaked in clouds and wine, lingering and warm.

……

Although the matter of Zhou Yong's family has not been resolved, and the date on Saturday sounds very bad, but life has to go on, so the two of them followed the original plan, after all the contracts were signed, they took the return trip on Thursday train.

"Do you want a reward?" Han Zhuo asked him, "Look, just go out casually, it's such a big contract, it's amazing."

"Half of it is my father's face." Bai Xi replied.

Han Zhuo comforted him: "At least there is another half."

"80.00% of the other half is due to my color." Bai Xi put his arms around his shoulders, "Do you think that according to the enthusiasm of the other party Qian Zong, he is almost holding my hand and calling him son-in-law?" gone?"

"I think." Han Zhuo nodded: "But it's okay, I'm not jealous, making money is important."

Bai Xi gave him a thumbs up appreciatively, knowing the general situation, being a good wife, I will go back and buy you a bag.

The wind and snow on both sides of the railway looks particularly beautiful.The surroundings were full of passengers, and they couldn't discuss the underground warehouse and Shi Tian. Instead, they gave the two of them a rare relaxing time. They finished watching Peppa Pig for three hours with potato chips and Coke.

In another city, however, the weather was so clear that even a hot and beautiful fashionable young man like Mr. Wang wanted to imitate the retired old man and go to the park to bask in the sun, so he was in a good mood and called own employer.

"No, I have to work overtime." Liu Chunchun plugged in his earphones, flipping through files with one hand, and sliding the mouse with the other. "Maybe I won't get off work until 10:30 in the evening."

Wang Yuanchen was dissatisfied as expected: "Why do you have to work overtime every day?"

Liu Chunchun answered honestly, because I have already asked for a day off this week, and Brother Bai has negotiated a new contract. There will only be more things when he comes back, plus——

Before he finished speaking, an impatient "beep" sound came from the receiver.

Liu Chunchun was a little depressed, he thought silently, and you have to go out to play on weekends, so I can't work overtime, so I can only finish everything before Friday.

"Chunchun," before leaving get off work, a cup of steaming coffee was put on the table, "New product." Then there was a lovely and beautiful face, "Please, can you really give me the phone number of that peerless handsome guy?" ? I really want to get to know him."

"Really not." Liu Chunchun gave her a bag of plums in return, full of sympathy, "You should change your target, his temper is absolutely unimaginable, the kind that you can't even drink hot water. .”

"It doesn't matter, no matter how bad it is, I can accept it!" The other party patted the table with a "bang kuang", and then held his cheeks like a little woman, "Please, Chunchun... the best Chunchun in the world..."

Liu Chunchun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, it was the first time in his life that he knew what a blue face was like, and this kind of attracting bees and butterflies was dozens of times better than Bai Xi, who was a grass in college.He voluntarily raised his hands in surrender: "How about I invite everyone to watch a movie, choose any blockbuster."

The other party refused to let go, and picked up the coffee with both hands: "Is it really not possible? The girls in the whole department are waiting for my reply."

"It's really not good, please be obedient." Liu Chunchun supported her shoulders with both hands, and pushed her back to the office next door, "On weekends, I'll treat all the girls in your department to eat pizza and watch a movie, so it's okay, right?"

Wang Yuanchen leaned against the door and said leisurely, "No."

Liu Chunchun: "..."

The corner of Mr. Wang's mouth raised, and he switched back to the slutty bartender on Qiye Road in a second, with a professional and charming smile, innocent eyes and a beautiful face. The whole person was like a huge shining gem, and Liu Chunchun immediately seemed to have no sense of existence.He bent down slightly, and complained to the girl next to him in a low voice: "Can I have a glass of water, this beautiful lady? It's really cold."

Liu Chunchun was dumbfounded, feeling that he was probably hallucinating.

Only 5 minutes later, the small coffee table in front of Wang Yuanchen was full of hot drinks and snacks. He thanked him politely, with a princely demeanor, until he coaxed all the girls to be elated and returned to their seats to start working. Turning back to Liu Chunchun's office, he closed the door with his backhand, revealing his vicious look.

"I, I, I demand the same treatment as them." Liu Chunchun squatted in a corner to protest.

"That's the treatment for strangers, are you sure you want it?" Wang Yuanchen put his hands in his trouser pockets and glanced at him coolly.

"...Well." Liu Chunchun changed the subject, "Why are you here?"

"Just passing by." Wang Yuanchen picked up the coffee from his table.

"Don't drink." Liu Chunchun stopped, "It was given to me by others."

Sure enough, Wang Yuanchen put down the cup—he didn't mind using Liu Chunchun's water cup, nor did he mind drinking the coffee bought by Liu Chunchun, but if it was bought by "someone else", even if it was brand new and untouched on the desk, he would Not interested in taking a sip either.

Liu Chunchun didn't know when he started to master this strange rotten problem of the other party.He opened the cabinet and found a pack of soy milk powder, poured it into his Buzz Lightyear water glass, blew hot air on it and handed it to him: "Wait for half an hour, let's go eat together."

Mr. Wang looked at the pink packaging bag with disgust on his face: "Madam soy milk?"

Liu Chunchun said honestly: "This is a discount." Anyway, the taste is exactly the same.

Wang Yuanchen snorted, and confiscated another pack of alphabet biscuits from his desk.

Liu Chunchun clacked and tapped on the keyboard, his eyes sparkling and focused, and his work efficiency doubled. If Xiaobai knew about it, he would be willing to pay him to hire Mr. Wang as a supervisor.

When the two of them left the company that day, the sky had already completely darkened.The originally promised half an hour turned into six times, Liu Chunchun felt ashamed and offered to invite a big meal.

Wang Yuanchen drove a stylish red sports car, circled the office building area, and asked, "By big meal, do you mean stewed chicken or spicy soup?"

"It's not necessarily just eating here." Liu Chunchun smiled, "There is nothing around here, except for the snack street and the cafeteria, you will definitely not be interested."

Wang Yuanchen asked casually: "Then what do you think I should be interested in?"

"...French cuisine?" Liu Chunchun used his poor imagination about the life of a local tyrant, and finally admitted honestly, "I have never been to a high-end restaurant."

The corner of Wang Yuanchen's mouth raised, and he drove the car to show off his power and blast up the elevated highway, running at a flying speed on the quiet and deserted night road.

Liu Chunchun was very sincere about treating guests, and he even specially sent a text message to Bai Xi, asking where is considered a "high-end restaurant" and whether an appointment is required.

"So they get along so well?" Bai Xi finished replying to the message, and continued to let Han Zhuo wipe her wet hair, "I thought Chunchun must be miserable, and I have to accept diamonds and Armani with tears every day, but now I want to eat together Feast."

"I didn't expect that either." Han Zhuo smiled and wrapped him with a towel, "It sounds like a very lovely night, so we can not tell him about Shi Tian for now, and it won't be too late tomorrow morning."