Stand-in self-cultivation

Ma Qiming rarely slept late.

The biological clock he has cultivated over the years makes him rarely set the alarm. After all, even if he has slept through, his subordinates will always come to remind him thoughtfully.But today's sunlight was too dazzling, he closed it for a long time before fully opening it.

A pillow was pressed under his outstretched arm, and the man held his breath to react, realizing that it was Jia Ran's fault. He still remembered that the young man who was tired from crying fell asleep in his arms last night.He picked up his phone and looked at it, ten o'clock.

Putting on his pajamas, he walked into the bathroom with his messy hair.He was in a hurry to wash up last night, so he had to brush his teeth to find out that the toothbrush he was using turned out to be a disposable tool from a certain hotel.

Ma Qiming: "..."

Open the door of the cupboard and take a look. All the utensils prepared by the maid are neatly placed in the brass storage box. What Jia Ran uses is all pieced together by himself.Silently, he took out a toothbrush from it, looked it over and over again, and really couldn't figure out what this little bastard was thinking.

After washing, the man walked around Jia Ran's room, and the tattered notebook was gone. He looked delicately at the bedside table beside him, hesitating whether to abandon the dignity of a successful person to open it.

There was a sudden knock on the door, and Ma Qiming's slightly bent back immediately straightened: "Come in."

The maid opened the door and was taken aback when she saw Ma Qiming, but she quickly realized and said, "Excuse me sir, did I bother you?"

Ma Qiming's gaze shifted to her hand - she was holding a stack of clothes.

"Jia Ran's?"

The maid nodded: "Mr. Jia cleaned it himself before. The housekeeper told me this morning to let me take care of his daily life for a while."

Ma Qiming approached, flipped through the soft and fragrant clothes that had just been taken out of the dryer, and said, "Throw them all away."

"..." She almost wrote all the expressions on her face, so she quickly lowered her head, "Good sir."

"By the way, what's your name?" Ma Qiming asked.

Li Qingqing's eyes darkened: "Li Qingqing, sir."

Because of this incident, Ma Qiming's original plan was completely disrupted.He first went to the study to look at the notebooks that had been killed in battle, and then called his assistant to ask them to buy a few more and send them over. At the same time, he also called a person from the maintenance department to come over to fix the computer.After doing all this, he silently gave himself a vacation.

Coming down from upstairs, Uncle Wang was sitting in front of the TV watching the urban emotional drama starring Chu Tian, ​​when he saw Ma Qiming coming down, he smiled and narrowed his eyes.The man was a little uncomfortable. He sat on the sofa and began to read the newspaper while eating.

"Where's Jia Ran?" Ma Qiming asked casually, shaking the newspaper.

Uncle Wang: "He gets up at six and takes Pippi out for a walk, comes back at seven to wash the car, and has breakfast at eight."

"CAR WASH?"

"The one that Old Wen drove out yesterday."

Ma Qiming put the newspaper aside, his face was full of surprise, Uncle Wang had nothing to do with him, he watched the actress who played Chu Tian's mother on TV intently, tears flickered in his eyes.After a while, Ma Qiming seemed to realize something, he put down his breakfast, went upstairs and knocked on the door of Jia Ran's study.

"President Ma, what's the matter?" Jia Ran asked alienatedly, the dark circles under his eyes were very obvious on his fair skin.

what happened again?Ma Qiming raised his eyebrows with an exaggerated expression.so cold?You were still crying in your arms yesterday, but today you're back to that doggy virtue again? !

"Can't you knock on the door if you're okay?" The man asked while holding the door.

Jia Ran shook his head wearily, opened the door to make way, and Ma Qiming naturally followed.

After making a cup of tea and handing it to Ma Qiming who was sitting on the chair, Jia Ran watched him calmly.Just bend it, he thought desperately, without father or mother, no one can control him.But if this person is Ma Qiming... Seeing the man looking around as if he had never been here before, with a somewhat critical look on his face, he sighed silently.

"Jia Ran."

"Mr. Ma."

The two finished speaking in unison, looked at each other, and under his signal, Jia Ran opened his mouth first: "I just took a preliminary look at the materials you brought back, and I have made key comments. Write speeches and presentation documents; next week's cooperation with Xingying..."

"Okay, I see. You take a rest now and go out with me in the afternoon." Ma Qiming interrupted Jia Ran, and stood up holding a teacup.

The young man was taken aback, then nodded, his complexion was indeed not very good, not to mention the lack of energy, which affected his work.

"Let's go. Go back to your bedroom and let me use your computer first."

He borrowed the computer from Ma Qiming in the first place, so of course Jia Ran wouldn't say anything bad about it.Taking the man back to his bedroom, he thought that there were still things to arrange, but unexpectedly, Ma Qiming drew the heavy curtains and sat on his bed with the computer in his arms.

Jia Ran: "..."

He took a sip of tea, turned on the computer in high spirits, "Go to sleep."

There are ghosts only when you can sleep!

Jia Ran slept deeply, and felt a little embarrassed after being woken up by Ma Qiming's handsome face so close at hand.The two had dinner, and after being told to dress casually, he carried the computer on his back and went out with the man, but was startled by the two bodyguards at the door.It's just that he never expected that the destination this time turned out to be a Shopping Mall.

"Go to the car, let's go."

"Do I need to bring my computer?"

Ma Qiming snorted at the young man's hair: "Go shopping."

"..." Jia Ran gently reminded, "Isn't it better for you to wear a mask when you come to this kind of place?"

"I brought you, not some actress." Ma Qiming turned and patted his head funny. Jia Ran was a little too angry to speak up, and came with her bag? !Fortunately, he was a little moved just now because the man who never brought bodyguards brought two this time.

It's just that he guessed two things wrong, Ma Qiming wasn't the one shopping, and he wasn't the one carrying the bags.

"This one, this one... all of this style, give it to him."

"Okay Mr. Ma."

Jia Ran: "..."

He looked at the clothes that the girls were ready to put out, and Ma Qiming who was sitting on the side flipping through magazines, and finally knew what they were doing.

To give the face that should be given when going out, Jia Ran went into the fitting room with the clothes expressionless, sat there, and took out his mobile phone.

Jia Ran: Mr. Ma, what do you mean? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

Ma Qiming: Try.

Jia Ran:? ? ? ? [Image] [image]

Jia Ran: I have clothes, thank you.

Ma Qiming: I threw away all your clothes, and I think Pippi snatched some of them.

Jia Ran: [Goodbye]

He put away his mobile phone, carefully held the clothes and looked at the price, his eyes suddenly turned dark.

The lively, lovely and passionate voices of the girls could be heard intermittently from outside, and Ma Qiming said, "Well, yes, all of them."

Jia Ran: "..."

Mobile phone vibration.Ma Qiming: Have you tried it? Come out within 3 minutes, or buy them all.

The young man immediately took off his shirt, put on this expensive sweater with animal patterns on it, changed into his trousers, and got out.

Ma Qiming glanced expressionlessly, raised his chin, and the sales manager who was standing beside him understood, pointed at his clothes and left.Jia Ran was timid and afraid, but he didn't dare to get angry anymore. He sat next to Ma Qiming and bumped the man's arm.

Ma Qiming said leisurely: "What's the matter? Don't you like it?"

Da da da da da, thousands of mud horses galloped past in Jia Ran's heart.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Ma Qiming threw the magazine aside and said casually: "It's cute and handsome, I like it very much."

"Then you can wear it." Jia Ran muttered softly, "I appreciate your kindness, but I really don't need it."

"I didn't realize that you are also a clothes hanger, but you are too thin."

"President Ma, these things will only make me feel like I'm sitting on pins and needles."

"I took you out to buy things this afternoon."

"Shall we do something else?"

"Time is tight and the task is heavy. After you get your passport and visa, we'll go directly to Italy."

Jia Ran: "..."

The man talking to himself smiled slightly and closed his mouth.

After a lap, the clothes on the head, the clothes on the body, and the face clothes in the hands, all the things Jia Ran could imagine and the things he couldn't imagine were all bought. Jia Ran followed behind Ma Qiming Caise looked at the person in charge of the mall fawning and chatting with him, then looked back at the bodyguards pushing the cart full of "trophies" who were not surprised by it, and the salesmen standing by the store pretending to be working but actually watching , I didn't even have the strength to complain.

——I can really go shopping, he thought silently.It wasn't until later that the two were completely together that he learned that one of Ma Qiming's hobbies in life is shopping.

The two chatting in front of them stopped, and Jia Ran breathed a sigh of relief, it was finally over.

"I didn't expect you to come to us. When Xiao Wang told me, I thought he was wrong." The person in charge of the mall said with a smile, "I really saw you, and I suspected that there was something wrong with my eyes."

Ma Qiming didn't speak, he showed a smile, and the other party ended the topic knowingly.

Sitting in the car, Jia Ran turned his head and looked at the bodyguard who was pushing the car outside to deliver things, with a numb expression on his face.

"Are you hungry?" Ma Qiming asked.

"Not hungry." Jia Ran said wearily, wiping his face.

"I've already made a reservation for the restaurant," Ma Qiming raised his wrist and glanced at his watch, "It's just the two of us, don't be restrained."

He turned his head and stared blankly at Ma Qiming's serious side face, but he didn't know what to say.

The two of them are really ridiculous.