God, do you need a boyfriend who can dance?

Every time someone rubs him, Xu Tingzhou thought, this time he will be someone else too.

Meng Jizhi's hair on the top of his head was a bit stiff, but it was still very comfortable to the touch.

After Meng Jizhi finished calling his name, he didn't move again, nor did he move his head away from Xu Tingzhou's shoulder.

Still in this posture, Xu Tingzhou even had the illusion that Meng Jizhi had slightly rubbed his cheek against him.

If it was Mr. Meng who was sleeping soundly, Xu Tingzhou would not be so nervous.But now that Meng Jizhi is awake, what should he do when he wakes up?Why don't you move your head away when you wake up, do you know that this is really tiring.

Not only tired, but most importantly, nervous.Xu Tingzhou couldn't help complaining in his heart.

Looking at the flickering lights and neon lights outside, Meng Jizhi leaned on his child's shoulder, his head still hurt a little, but it didn't affect his thinking at all. For lovers, they just go home together after work and rely on each other.

Wanting to put his arms around Zhou Zhou's waist, Meng Jizhi thought a little greedily, would it damage his image as a big boss if he insisted on not getting up like this, and he didn't know what Zhou Zhou was thinking.

Meng Jizhi pressed his temples. It seems that he really needs to drink less in the future. Alcohol is really harmful.

He closed his eyes and decided to just go to Xu Tingzhou's house. It would be even better if he could go up and have a sit around.

At this moment, he felt something warm on his temple, and only then did he realize that it was Xu Tingzhou's hand.

"Boss Meng, let me rub it for you."

He didn't open his eyes, just hummed, but his breathing became heavier.

Xu Tingzhou's hands were very skillful, he just turned his body around gently, pressed both hands on both sides of Meng Jizhi's temples, and slowly kneaded them.

The heat in his palm was about to spread, and he tried his best to control himself not to be affected by Mr. Meng's personal aura, but in this small confined space, he could even hear the breathing of the people nearby.

After rubbing for a while, the car turned into the community where Xu Tingzhou lived.The security guard at the door recognized him, and Xu Tingzhou went in after greeting him.

After parking the car under the sycamore tree downstairs, Xu Tingzhou said, "Mr. Meng."

Meng Jizhi finally sat up straight, pretending to have just woken up, "Are you here?"

"It's my home. Goodbye Mr. Meng." Just as he was about to open the door and get off the car, Meng Jizhi grabbed his arm.

The eyes of the two met, Xu Tingzhou didn't dare to move away, he always felt that Meng Jizhi was very strange today.

Do you have something to say?

Meng Jizhi pursed his lips, and said for a long time, "I'll take you down, so you can sober up by the way."

Xu Tingzhou nodded, his arms were released, and he opened the car door first and went out.

The wind at night is a bit cool, but the chill has long since disappeared, and spring has come before we know it.

Xu Tingzhou put his hands in his pockets, and his figure looked a little thin.Meng Ji got out of the car and looked at him from a distance of one person, but he knew what kind of demeanor this young body looked like when it was active.

He always has the ability to make people fascinated by every movement and look.

"Let's go."

Under the dim light, the two walked a few steps along a row of sycamore trees, and the driver followed slowly, neither near nor far.

There are shadows everywhere, and this night is always so lonely that it makes people panic.

The distance between the two is not far or close, neither of them spoke, and it is not clear what it feels like.

Xu Tingzhou stopped in front of the building. He pondered for a long time, and finally swallowed the words.

He lowered his head and looked at his toes. Meng Jizhi didn't urge him or say anything else, he just looked at Xu Tingzhou with his head lowered, and his soft neck under the light.

The young man seemed to hesitate for a while, and then raised his head, "Why don't Mr. Meng go up and sit down, and I'll make you hangover soup."

He said this because he mustered up his courage, relaxed his body, and tried to make himself appear more natural.

Once you lead someone into your home, it's like taking him into your own private realm.Xu Tingzhou has never brought anyone back to such a big house.

Meng Jizhi put his hand in front of his chin, looking serious as if he was thinking.

"I'm thinking..." His voice sank, "Are you talking politely or a sincere invitation?"

Xu Tingzhou was discouraged, God knows that as long as he said it, it would be his greatest sincerity.

"Of course it's true."

"Then I agree." Meng Jizhi immediately agreed, so fast that it made people even want to go back on their word.It seems a bit deliberate.

Xu Tingzhou breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't know whether he expected the person in front of him to agree or not, as if it was really important to him.This made him very uneasy, but he still didn't know what made him uneasy.

The two went upstairs and got on the elevator, during which Xu Tingzhou didn't dare to look at Meng Jizhi.

He felt that he was crazy. He took his leader home at night, and this person drank alcohol. What on earth did he want to do?Ha, definitely wanted something to happen.

His mind was chaotic, but his body was very clear.Knowing what I want to do, I kept calm all the time. When I took out the key to open the lock, I was too calm. When I turned around, I showed my acting skills.

The light in the hall was turned on with a click, and the huge European-style crystal chandelier illuminated the whole house brightly. The young man stood in the door and said with a smile, "Welcome to my home."

Meng Jizhi tried his best to restrain himself so that he would not let himself do anything excessive.

He took off his shoes calmly, and put on the slippers Xu Tingzhou handed over. The shoes were very clean, just taken out of the cabinet, but a little small.Meng Jizhi was very satisfied, it seemed that no one else came.

Xu Tingzhou invited him to sit on the sofa. His living room is very large and empty, and the decoration is simple, but the colors are very soft.

Meng Jizhi looked around. The layout of the house is very grand. There are several bottles of wine in the wine cabinet embedded in the wall, and the TV hanging on the wall is covered with a dust cover. It seems that he is not a person who likes to watch TV. people.

Likes to enjoy, dislikes loud entertainment.

I like the kitchen, but I don't cook very often.

This conclusion was drawn because Xu Tingzhou didn't fire much. If fires were fired at home, the kitchen would definitely not be so clean and tidy.

Xu Tingzhou opened the refrigerator to look for something, and saw Meng Jizhi coming and stood by the door.

"Mr. Meng, you can drink some water first, the hangover soup will be ready soon."

"I want to watch you do it."

Xu Tingzhou was a little flustered. When he was at home, he would occasionally cook for Xu's father, but most of the time it was his mother who cooked it, and he just rushed to drink it, because the soup tasted sour and sweet, and he liked it very much.

Although there is no fire, there are still some reserves in the refrigerator.

Meng Jizhi watched as he opened the can and poured it into the pot to cook.Then I was busy cutting haw jelly and various small pieces with ping-ping-pong-pong, and I got a strange sense of satisfaction all of a sudden.

After Xu Tingzhou almost cut his own hand, he finally put the knife aside first, "Can you sit down for a while, or you can take a look at the house, I will be fine soon."

He used honorifics unconsciously, without even realizing it himself.

"Okay, can I go for a walk?"

"of course."

After Meng Jizhi left the kitchen, Xu Tingzhou lost his nervousness and picked up the knife again.

"Uh, right."

Meng Jizhi poked his head in again, Xu Tingzhou raised his head slightly and looked at him in confusion.

"Don't use honorifics to me, it's not working time."

Xu Tingzhou lowered his head, even during working hours, he rarely used honorifics to Meng Jizhi, at most, it was only Mr. Meng who called him that.

At the beginning, he didn't think that Meng Jizhi should be treated like a leader. He was too young, and at the beginning, because of the oolong incident he saw for the first time, he was angry for several days.But in just a few days now, his image has completely reversed.

This is a very assertive, highly capable, and knowledgeable person. He can completely subdue him in his work without resentment.The original complaints have long since dissipated.

Xu Tingzhou put the cut pieces into the pot and boiled them. From the corner of his eye, he saw Meng Jizhi turning into the practice room.

This is his private domain, and now he doesn't feel uncomfortable at all.

Subconsciously, they regarded him as the intimate person who could tell, yes, although they didn't say anything.

Xu Tingzhou continued to put sugar in the pot, and secretly tasted it himself, but felt that it was not enough, so he added a little more.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Meng Jizhi coming out.

"It seems that you really, really like dancing."

Xu Tingzhou had already poured the soup into bowls at this time, even if he was in the kitchen, he turned around on tiptoe, his movements were chic, as if he was dancing at any time.

"It's no exaggeration to say that it's my life." Xu Tingzhou took the soup and put it on the coffee table.

"Mr. Meng, drink, go back to rest early after drinking, Uncle Li is still waiting for you."

The bowl of soup was clear in color, with a faint fragrance, and it was delicious at first glance.

Meng Jizhi sat down, looked at Xu Tingzhou who had been nervous all night, and leaned forward, "What's wrong? Are you nervous?"

"No." Xu Tingzhou smiled, "I'm afraid Boss Meng thinks my workmanship is not good."

"How is it possible?" Meng Jizhi stirred with a spoon, "This is Zhou Zhou's intention, isn't it?"

Xu Tingzhou has already noticed that his address has been Xiaozhou, Xiaoxu, and now Zhouzhou, which is the same as when he remembered it.

He took a deep breath suddenly, and at this time his wrist was pulled again.

"Come and sit." Meng Jizhi pulled the person to sit next to him, and then he stirred slowly and took a leisurely sip of the soup.

Refreshing and sweet, it is the most suitable for hangover.

Between the teeth and cheeks is the refreshing taste of oranges and green plums. Meng Jizhi asked halfway through the drink, "Do you want to taste it? It's really delicious."

Xu Tingzhou moved, looking at the spoon he usually used.

Meng Jizhi scooped up a spoonful and brought it to his lips.

Xu Tingzhou blinked a few times, but still opened his mouth and drank the soup into his mouth.

"Come again." Meng Jizhi probably tasted the sweetness of feeding others soup, he was happier than drinking it himself, and took another spoonful.

Xu Tingzhou is shy, this person is real, just drink it by himself, what's the matter with feeding others, why do you need him to feed him?

I have hands and feet.

"Boss Meng, there's really no need, drink it yourself."

Xu Tingzhou waved his hand, only thinking that it was a mistake for him to invite people up, or that Meng Jizhi was not sober at all today, and now he started to attack again.

Meng Jizhi threw the spoon back with a bang.

The night was so quiet that it seemed that the sound was particularly loud.

Xu Tingzhou was trying to comfort him not to be angry, just drink it himself.

Unexpectedly, Meng Jizhi turned around and leaned towards him, "Let me feed you in another way."

The voice was deep and deep, and the deep voice was like strings touching the heart of a person.

Meng Jizhi, who had sobered up again, started to want a big deal when he got a deal.Now he is ready to use sound to confuse his Zhou Zhou.

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