Hechun and Jingming

Chapter 70

Wang Zhengang thought that he might have failed to worship the gods and Buddhas during his honeymoon, so he encountered sudden disasters as soon as he returned to the company.This morning, he entered the company refreshed, and under the guidance of his beautiful wife, his image was much better than before, and he became a handsome guy who kept turning heads wherever he went.

He warmly and generously distributed wedding candies to everyone in the company himself. There were three large boxes of candies, and they dragged them upstairs and downstairs. After working for a long time, he gave Hechun the biggest share.Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered Hechun's office, he felt a strong, decadent low pressure. He couldn't speak for a while, and turned half of his body to look, only to see Hechun's computer lying on the desk. Later, I don't know if I fell asleep.

He hesitated for a moment, then walked over: "He Zong?"

Hechun did not respond.Wang Zhengang changed his tone and shouted again: "He Zong!"

Hechun still didn't respond.Wang Zhengang frowned, stepped forward and pushed him: "Hechun!"

Before he could use much force, he pushed He Chun to one side, probably because it was really uncomfortable to lie on his stomach, and He Chun shrank back into his chair.In his office there are two chairs he uses, a hard one for concentrating on work, and a soft one that can be used as a bed when retracted.Now he uses the latter.

Seeing that he was alive, Wang Zhengang was relieved: "Why did you sleep in the company early in the morning? You probably didn't work all night last night, did you?"

In fact, Hechun had already woken up, but he didn't open his eyes, and replied in a deadpan voice: "No."

Wang Zhengang said: "Then what's going on with you? Didn't you reconcile with Jingming? Could it be that he won't let you go to bed, and you want to go to the company to sleep?"

He Chun: "No reconciliation."

"Ah?" Wang Zhengang was startled, "But he answered my call yesterday and mentioned that you were very close. Why didn't you make up?"

He Chun finally opened his eyelids, cast a heavy gaze, and looked at him: "I haven't agreed yet, so I don't call for reconciliation."

It's just nonsense at first glance.Wang Zhengang has followed Hechun for many years, and he is not only [-]% sure of Hechun's temperament, but also [-]% or [-]% sure. He can understand his true mood by listening to half of a sentence.Regarding the matter with Qu Jingming, he was actually very beautiful in his heart, if he had to pout his mouth, it was pure arrogance.

Wang Zhengang didn't bother to talk to him, put down the wedding candy in his hand, and was about to leave: "Hey, have some candy, sweet, I'll do my best for you!" After saying that, he waved his hand and turned to go out.

He Chun called him: "Wait, I have something to tell you."

He just sat back and talked with the leader about work innocently and without any precautions.

As a result, the leader gave him a bunch of documents and accounts for logging in to various platforms. At the same time, with a straight face, he made the atmosphere very businesslike, and confessed: "Get to know you as soon as possible. According to the business situation during the month, I may come to the company less in the next time. When I am away, you can exercise all my powers. If it is urgent or undecided, you can call me."

Wang Zhengang's expression was confused: "Huh?"

He Chun rubbed his temples and looked at him: "It's just acting as the manager, okay?"

"It's okay..." Acting as the manager's responsibility and power, although it came too suddenly and too unexpectedly, he is the best candidate to compete for this position in the future, and there is nothing wrong with it.

Wang Zhengang put away a pile of documents in front of him, frowned, and looked back at Hechun: "What's wrong with you? What happened? You look...are you sick?"

He Chun: "I'm not terminally ill."

"Who asked you this!" Wang Zhengang didn't bother to talk to him, so he got up, walked around, went behind the desk, and touched his head, "It's so hot! How many degrees, have you measured it?"

He Chun patted his hand away: "Who made you come so late, made me wait so long, wouldn't it just burn like this?"

Wang Zhengang had already taken out his mobile phone, flipped through the address book, and was slapped by He Chun: "What are you doing? You are not allowed to find Jingming! I will make it clear to you, and I will go back to rest in a while. How long will you act as an agent? Not good."

He sighed, closed his eyes slightly, and revealed: "This time it's a family matter. My aunt may not have much time, and there are also things about my dad back then. They have some clues. These came quite suddenly. I'm afraid that my two sides will If you can't take care of it, you help me take care of the company's affairs, so I don't have to worry so much."

After hearing this, Wang Zhengang silently put away his phone, looked at He Chun for a while, and opened his mouth to say something, but felt that comforting words were useless.Hechun does not need comfort without practical help. He gives everyone the impression of being practical at work. Whenever the company needs to make a proposal for a new project, fancy and flashy are taboos. He doesn’t even read the content. They would dislike these eye-catching and beautiful packaging that prevent people from entering the proposal as quickly as possible... Wang Zhengang thought about this kind of harmony, but he couldn't think of a "useful" word for him.

I had no choice but to agree: "You go back and rest. I'll go back and look at this pile of things. If there's anything I'm not sure about, can I ask Xiao Xu? She follows you all day, so she should know the best, right?"

Xiao Xu is He Chun's female assistant who runs around.He Chun nodded, as if he didn't have the strength to talk much, and buried himself in the chair, he wanted to sleep.Seeing this dead look, Wang Zhengang was very worried, so he pulled him two or three times, forcing him to go home.When pushing him out of the office door, he called Xiao Xu to ask the company driver to come.

He Chun was indeed not very sober, at first he was concentrating on some things in his mind, but after Wang Zhengang obediently took care of the matter, he felt relieved, and he couldn't raise his energy anymore. Fiddle with him to go home.

When he got home, he fell asleep on the soft bed without hesitation.

He dreamed repeatedly, and the dream was very messy, sometimes it was He Yonglian and Mo Shufang, sometimes it was the "murderer", sometimes it was the empty room, and there was a scary fog... These were all fragments, not even one described There are no passages out of the plot.Occasionally, he wandered on the edge of waking and sleeping, felt a headache, very uncomfortable, and muttered something in his mouth.

A figure approached him and asked him, "What?"

He struggled to continue babbling. In fact, he didn't know what he was talking about. He tried his best to utter a complete word, but he startled himself. He heard himself say: "Kill him..."

In an instant, he knew what he had said, and he felt flustered and anxious for a while, as if he had revealed a dark, terrible and unspeakable secret in his heart.He immediately wanted to open his eyes urgently to see who had heard such a secret.At the same time, he thought, no, he didn't really want to kill someone, he just, just...just what?Did he not want to kill that man?Don't want revenge?

Why don't you want to.Thought.

His thoughts became clear here for a moment, and he thought he had nothing to say, so he shut his mouth tightly, curled up in pain, feeling hot and cold all over his body, he was so cold that he wanted to crawl under the quilt, but he was so hot Sweating.The saddest thing was that he didn't even have the strength to open his eyes.The world is vast, and he struggles alone in pain.

After an unknown amount of time, he felt that someone was wiping his sweat lightly.It is probably because the long-term fever has made the touch of his whole body dull, and he can't feel the touch of this person very well. From his experience, that kind of force is like a feather falling down, without any strength, it can be scratched. People are uncomfortable.

After a while, this person wiped his face, and the wet towel covered him, making him shiver.Immediately, the towel was removed, and the other party only used his hands to touch his face, forehead, lips, chin socket, neck... This was a slightly heavier touch than feather tickling, with a little warmth, and it burned him alive. He involuntarily approached the palm, smelled the familiar breath, took a deep breath, and tried to open his eyes.

"Obviously." He didn't make a real sound, just a breath.

Qu Jingming paused and looked at him with a relaxed smile in his eyes.

They knew each other too well, he thought, it must be because his eyes were too straightforward, so Qu Jingming didn't say anything, just followed his will, lifted the quilt, and lay down in the whole body.Qu Jingming pushed his legs away with his knees, and he immediately felt the warmth that was more useful than any quilt climbed up his body, making him much more comfortable.

Qu Jingming held his face again and kissed him tenderly.Maybe it was because of the fever that made his mouth too hot. He couldn't feel the other person's temperature for a while. After the tip of his tongue tangled back and forth a few times, he was completely wrapped in the thin warmth, and his abdomen tightened and trembled. , he couldn't bear this experience, and immediately turned over and pressed Qu Jingming down.The four legs that had been entangled with each other quickly and skillfully kicked off the opponent's pants, and as soon as the skin touched, desire raised its head.

He was dizzy, and couldn't tell if it was from fever or raging desire. The voice in his mouth was both shameful and emotional. When his lips parted to take a breath, he bit Qu Jingming's earlobe. Jing Ming turned his head, moaned softly, and handed him a tube of lubricant.

"You do it yourself." He said in a hoarse voice, the dry tone and unusually hot breath gave off a sense of freshness.

Qu Jingming sighed, squeezed out the liquid, wiped it on his hands as well as on his hands, and then took his hands to poke behind him, which was a very stimulating invitation.He sighed deeply, put Qu Jingming's lips in his mouth again, and kissed him.Slippery hands flicked between his buttocks, wet his firm and round buttocks, and then touched the gap between the buttocks, put a finger there, rubbed it back and forth several times maliciously, felt Qu Jingming The breathing in his mouth became disordered, and he moaned like broken stars in the Milky Way, leaking out bit by bit... He himself was swollen uncomfortably.

He held Qu Jingming's hand, pushed his middle finger in, and then pushed in a finger himself.He taught him to press, to expand, to let him feel the warmth and softness of his own body, to hear his unbearable panting... It was as satisfying as if he had already entered, dizziness hit him one after another, but he was conscious and moved to the bend In Jingming's ear: "Do you like yourself?"

Qu Jingming opened his eyes, filled with crystal clear tears: "I like you."

good.He put another finger in, pinched Qu Jingming's middle finger, in and out a few times, then pulled it away together, pushed his knees to the sides, separated Qu Jingming's legs, and sent himself away without saying hello. Go in and give yourself to him.

The genitals have endured for a long time, and as soon as they entered the tunnel, they swelled even more excitedly, and were immediately surrounded by the warm and moist tender meat.He whipped and conquered, thrusting and thrusting harder than ever, and the sound of skin and flesh beating violently, revealing his secret violence, which was a cruel face that he buried so deeply that even he could not easily know it; he touched that side occasionally, but He didn't have the courage to drag it out to watch the whole thing, he thought, maybe only Qu Jingming in this world is capable of enduring this cruelty.

Reckless in madness, he withdrew from Qu Jingming's body and patted him. Qu Jingming exhaled comprehensibly, turned over, and was picked up by the waist before lying on his stomach, his hips were raised high From the beginning, the liquid that was tossed out earlier flowed back along the abdomen, across the smooth skin, and fell to the Adam's apple.

He Chun supported his waist and rushed in, still whipping and attacking him.

The soft flesh was repeatedly crushed, and the intestinal wall instinctively tightened the thing, but it penetrated deeply unconvinced, causing Qu Jingming's entire lower abdomen to be turned upside down, the feeling of fullness and emptiness alternated, and he was in so much pain Physiological tears gushed out, and was sent to the area of ​​blurred consciousness by the great pleasure. At some point, the panting in the mouth turned into an uncontrollable cry.Realizing this, he felt both a tinge of shame and a desire to scream.

He Chun let go of his waist and put his hands on the bed.After finding support, he became even more ferocious. After several times of thrusting, he made a fierce attack, probing to the bottom of the person under him, and finally heard the bed call that he had never imagined before as he wished.That voice completely destroyed Qu Jingming's usual coolness and indifference. It had an indescribable high-pitched voice, which made his whole body tremble, and the organs buried in his body also vented inconceivably.

They all lost their minds for a while, and their bodies had no strength to maintain the posture just now, so they all fell into the soft bed.The quilt had slipped to the side, and it was stained with dots of lewd liquid, making a mess, clearly showing an earth-shattering event.

He Chun was extremely tired, covered in mud, opened his eyes and looked at Qu Jingming for a few minutes, then fell asleep uncontrollably.This time, there were no more messy and fragmented dreams, and the sleep was deep and solid.

I don't know how long it has been since I woke up, and when I opened my eyes again, I was clean, the bed was clean, and my surroundings were also clean.He sat up, the fever had subsided, and he was not dizzy or blurry, but he felt a little confused after sleeping too much, which is rare in a century.

He turned his head to look at the small clock on the table, which showed that it was already three o'clock in the morning.It's the middle of the night, according to the division of labor between him and Gu Jianfeng, one person goes up to the middle of the night and the other stays in the middle of the night, now it's time for him to guard the old lady.

He guessed that Qu Jingming was going to replace him.Quickly jumped out of bed, ran to the bathroom to wash his face hastily, went out to the living room, and saw a clay pot on the table, with a note stuck beside it.He went to take the note, and it was Qu Jingming who left it, telling him to eat the porridge in the clay pot without going to the hospital.

He had been ill for a day, and he was delirious and overturned. His stomach was so flat that there was only a layer of skin left. He obediently ate up the whole clay pot porridge. As for the hospital, of course he still had to go.There is no reason to work so hard on my daughter-in-law.

Half an hour later, he drove to a hospital.On the road in the middle of the night, he didn't go to a good place, but his heart was full of unknown expectations.He thought, he wanted to tell Qu Jingming that they would start to get together well and seriously now, and no matter how difficult the world was, they couldn't break up.