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After several autumn rains, the temperature drops layer by layer, and autumn is almost over.The autumn scenery on Beigong Mountain gradually freezes with the cold temperature, and the pine and fir trees all over the mountain gradually turn dark green. It looks dusty from a distance. Uncle Zhong hired workers to clean up the garden and fruit trees, and harvested all the small vegetable gardens he planted. , store well.Aunt Fu and Jinmei rushed to dry the quilts in the room at the last point of the scorching sun every day at noon.

Han Ziye is in a good mood recently. Taking advantage of what happened last time, he abolished Han Zirong's usual rule that the general manager's signature is not required for contracts under tens of millions.The company is running well in all aspects, and the talents I recruited privately have been placed in the more important departments of the company one after another, and the information collected in all aspects is relatively good.Except that he and Qingchen had to come forward for some important people's entertainment, other Fang Ya would bring people to deal with him.

Lian Zhi and the others also had people under their command, so even the desk work was much easier. Under Uncle Zhong's nagging, he also resumed his morning jogging.

After the frost had passed, the night air was already a bit chilly.

After dinner, the servants returned to the butler's building at the back, leaving the two of them in the main house.The big study did not turn on the air conditioner, but lit a fireplace like every year.Han Zi night nestled on the sofa by the fireplace, watching the financial program on the small wall-mounted TV, occasionally flipping through the mechanics books in his hand.In the early morning, he changed the water for the layers of aquatic plants on the flower stand—for fear that the room would be too dry, he added narcissus and a pot of water lilies.

Just like countless nights, the two of them did their own things and didn't talk to each other, but the warm light of the fireplace and the factor of tranquility permeated the air.

The hostess was talking about the stock index of various editions. Midnight was distracted and stared at the figure walking back and forth in the morning. He squatted down to carefully check the budding of the daffodil balls, and went to fiddle with the leaves of the water lily. He stood up in satisfaction and sighed. tone.Turn around to clean up the things on the table, arrange the sundries, go to the shredder and feed the used materials into the paper slot one by one, the shredder makes a humming sound when the paper is shredded.His eyes were focused and his expression was peaceful. The orange fire light reflected a layer of velvet on his fair skin, and his dark hair had a colorful halo.

Ziye raised his head, leaned on the backrest and closed his eyes. This night was too comfortable, as if the fatigue of the whole day had been relaxed. He couldn't help but dozed off amidst the sound of light footsteps in the morning.

He felt that he had only rested for more than ten minutes, and when he woke up in the morning, he was no longer in the study room, with a blanket on his body, the TV was turned to a very low volume, the program was over, and an advertisement was being played.The book at hand had a bookmark on the page I was reading, closed it and put it on the coffee table, and the leftover tea was taken away.

He thought he had gone out to pick up something or give something away in the morning, picked up the book and flipped through it, and after reading a few pages, no one came back. Looking around, the study room was tidy and clean again.He couldn't help but go out.

The corridor was very quiet. I looked downstairs. Except for the night light in the entrance, everything else was turned off, so I shouldn't be downstairs. He passed the bedroom in the early morning and listened to it. It was silent, so he probably wasn't in the room either.

He pushed open the door of his own bedroom, the light was on, but no one was there, and he opened the door of the connected small study room, but no one was there.

He went out again, walked upstairs and downstairs, but saw no one. He opened the back door and looked. The ball lights in the yard were on, and it didn't look like he was outside.After thinking about it carefully, there is only one place.

He walked back to his bedroom and pushed open the door of the cloakroom. Sure enough, he was lifting a wrapped quilt to put it in the highest cabinet in the morning. He stood on tiptoe with difficulty, raised his hands high, and raised his head. It is short, and even with all its strength, it only catches a little bit of the edge.

Midnight leaned against the door frame to see the small waistline exposed under the clothes he stretched up. The laces of the home clothes pants were loosely stuck on the protruding pelvis, and the round buttocks became more and more tense with the movement of tiptoes. stand up.

Ziye admired the beautiful scenery quietly until early in the morning when he was exhausted, put the quilt on the shelf next to him, shook his sore arms, and laughed out loud at the annoyed look on his face.

"Master..."

In the early morning, he was startled, and then realized that he had been looking here for a long time, and couldn't help but blush.

Ziye shook his head and approached, stretched out his hand to rub the top of the soft hair, lifted the quilt up easily as soon as he stretched out his hand, stuffed it into the cabinet and closed the door, looked down and saw the intoxicated expression on Qingchen's face, his eyes sparkling of.Can't help laughing even more.

"Is there any more?" Ziye asked, clapping his hands.

In the early morning, I was taken aback for a moment, and then I realized it. I walked to the cabinet on the other side and stretched out my hand:

"Master, it's time to change the thick quilt for you. This one is on top." In the past, when the seasons changed, I would carry the small ladder with Uncle Zhong. This year, the ladder was placed in the cellar when it was too late. Dare to get it, but I am too embarrassed to wake up Uncle Zhong, but tonight I must change Ziye into a thick quilt.

Ziye teased him, "I can't reach this, you can try again?"

Glancing at him early in the morning, pursing his lips, he retorted in a low voice: "It's enough."

Ziye stretched out his hand and pretended to grab it, "Look, you can't reach it."

In the early morning, he didn't know how to deal with this obvious teasing, so he had to say, "Then I'll go to the bedroom to move the chairs." Those European-style solid wood chairs were big and heavy, and he didn't want to use them unless he had to.

Ziye teased him enough, and caught him back, "Okay, this is enough."

He held Qingchen's armpits with both hands and gently raised Qingchen, and Qingchen called softly:

"Ah! Master..."

"Hurry up! You're dying!"

In the early morning, I hurriedly opened the cabinet, pulled the thick quilt into my arms, and then put it gently on the ground.He hugged the big quilt, showing some eyes, and asked with his mouth stuck in the quilt:

"Am I really heavy?"

Ziye grabbed the quilt and stuffed it under his armpits, hugged him and walked to the bedroom, "It can be heavier."

He didn't want to go back to the empty study, and he couldn't do anything else, so he pretended to be waiting to go to bed, turned on the TV, and peeked at the morning when the huge bed was laid with silk sheets, the quilt was covered, and the pillows were taken out. Go to the bathroom to get soft and put on the pillowcase.I don't know where to bring a rattan basket, and put the replaced things in it.

Compared with the huge bed and quilt, he looked thinner and weaker in the early morning. He was walking around beside the big bed, stretching his arms and legs, either showing a little waist here, or showing his legs there.When I put on the quilt, I felt that his whole body was submerged in the soft quilt, which was so cute that it made people laugh.

Han Ziye never thought his bed was very attractive before, but after tidying up in the morning, he wanted to pounce on it for no reason, so he had to cough lightly to cover up the embarrassment caused by his naive thoughts.

Early in the morning, thinking that he was in a hurry to sleep, he moved and said, "It's all right, master." He picked up the bed brush and smoothed the small fluff on the quilt, "The quilt was just dried by Aunt Fu, and it smells very fragrant."

Ziye teased him: "Oh? You have sniffed my quilt."

Early in the morning, I remembered that I had buried my face in the summer quilt before I put it up, trying to inhale the smell of midnight. The young master must have seen it, and immediately blushed, and his expression changed, and he stammered an apology: "...I'm sorry, me……"

Ziye was funny: "Sure enough, I sniffed it, that's not good, I have to smell it back." As he spoke, he approached him, buried his face in the snow-white neck, and took a deep breath. The familiar body smell, with a hint of lemon Fragrant, such a reassuring smell.Shrugging his shoulders stiffly in the early morning, he murmured: "...I... haven't taken a shower tonight, young master..."

There was a low magnetic laughter in the ear, "Fool, the original taste is the best, isn't it?" Then he sucked on his favorite neck.

In the early morning, the bed brush in my hand fell on the carpet with a dull sound, and I couldn't help but wrap my arms around the shoulders in front of me.

He was going to put away his summer clothes in the cloakroom, and take out his winter clothes to hang up, but he was pressed on the newly made bed that still smelled of sunshine, and ate it directly.

Recently, the young master seldom loses his temper, doesn't always frown, and occasionally teases himself with a smile. When he was carried to the bathroom and put into the warm round bathtub early in the morning, he still thought about being teased by them. wet sheets,

"...Master..."

"Huh?" Ziye reached behind him and gently dug out the liquid that was full of his own ejaculation.

"...I have to change the bed sheets, um..." He suppressed his discomfort, bent down and moaned softly.

"It's in the cabinet on the left, let me change it." It's not the first time, he's the one who changes these days.

Already dozed off in the morning, thinking in his heart that he has been "wiping his back" too often recently, and he didn't sleep in his room for two-thirds of the time, waking up every morning in the warm arms of Midnight. It was a dream from which he could not wake up. He was so comfortable by the water flow of the jacuzzi that he fell asleep directly. He was confused thinking that if he knew it, he would not have changed the sheets. He would make some nutrition for the young master tomorrow. Realized that the one who shot more should be himself.

The clouds gradually thickened in the afternoon of this day, and light snow fell in the evening.A call came from the tailor shop saying that a new batch of winter clothes had been made, and asked when to come and see them. If there was no problem, they would send them to Beigong.

In the early morning, I followed Ziye to the research institute below to listen to the modification report of the C20 chief engineer. Han Hua accompanied me for a while and said that I had to leave beforehand. discussing.

Recently, the temperature has dropped sharply. Ziye has recently started to take turns to inspect various research institutes. He has been running a lot, and he is a little thinner. It is getting late in the morning, thinking about going back to make dinner, and want to go to the store to pick up a batch of clothes. It's getting cooler.He softly told Fang Ya to turn around and tell Zi Ye where he was going, and then walked out.

The three of us were in the same car when we came here. Looking at the sky in the early morning, the snow didn’t look like it was about to stop. I was afraid that if I took myself halfway to the end of their meeting, the car would be too late to go back and hurt Zi Yekong, so I hired a car myself. The taxi went straight to the tailor shop. He sat in the back seat and looked through the calendar of the past few nights, thinking about how to make him some delicious meals when he had time.He just stared at the screen and calculated, but he didn't realize that the car didn't drive towards the city center at all, but turned onto a small road on the outskirts of the city.By the time he realized something was wrong, it was already completely dark, the car had driven for an unknown distance, and there were no lights around.The road ahead was pitch black, and the driver didn't make a sound, but accelerated desperately.

In the early morning, he took out his gun and put it against the driver's head: "Go back, now!"

The driver slammed on the brakes, the car body skidded, lay in the middle of the road, opened the door, pulled out the key and ran away.