It's better to soak you in instant noodles [Quick Transmigration]

A lily plant in the office stretched its body and neck, desperately showing off its young and graceful body, exuding a little fragrance, which spread to every corner of the room with the air conditioner.

Meng Yile lowered his head to check a document, and he held a light ink pen tightly in his hand, his fingertips turned slightly white.For a long while, the boy with his head down remained motionless, his black and white eyes were covered by half-closed eyelids, making it impossible to see his emotions clearly.

The only thing that reveals the master's heart is the upright sitting posture and the slightly pursed lips.

After a while, someone knocked on the door of the office, and there were two "dong dong" sounds. Before Meng Yile could answer, he barged in. The evil man walked in, closed the door tightly, and came to Meng Yile's desk.

He pressed his hands on the large desk, and bent his upper body to look at the innocent boy. It feels good to be condescending, and he can see the boy's big eyes more clearly and carefully.Especially the slightly red lips, with clear texture and vivid color.

Fang Qing didn't care about the bewilderment and bewilderment in his eyes, with a dissatisfied expression on his face: "Little guy, ran away from my house without saying a word, isn't it a bit mean?"

The thinner boy who was lined by the big office chair blinked innocently, the inside was glistening, he explained in a low voice: "I left a note in..."

Fang Qing interrupted him impatiently, straight to the point, "Why didn't you tell me yourself."

Meng Yile shifted his eyes when he heard this, pursed his lips, and said, "I'm afraid you will be unhappy."

"Afraid I'm not happy?" Fang Qing laughed angrily at his words, stood up, walked around the big desk, walked over to pick up the boy, raised his chin, and approached him, "That's how you coax me Happy, huh?"

The boy was stupefied by his series of actions, his arms were squeezed between the two chests, and his black and white eyes were wide open. The surprise in his eyes suddenly appeared, and he stammered: "This... this is a job in the company. , you, don't do this..."

The man pushed Meng Yile directly to the front of the table, put the man directly between him and the desk, put his arms around his waist lightly, carried the boy up, then put his hands on the table against the tip of the boy's nose, and looked into the other's eyes , "Won't being in the office make you feel better?"

The distance between the two of them is too close, the breath can be sprayed on each other when talking, and the lips are a particularly sensitive part, Meng Yile feels itchy slightly, his brain goes blank due to the scorching temperature and atmosphere, subconsciously He stuck out his tongue and licked his lips.

Then the little pink tongue was caught with his teeth.

Meng Yile's eyes widened instantly in fright. He wanted to retreat, to hide, but he was held by someone again and couldn't break free, so he didn't know what to do for a while.

He looked at Fang Qing with two beautiful eyes that were as beautiful as the night sky, and the evil man opposite him was also looking at him. As soon as their eyes met, the degree of ambiguity instantly reached an unprecedented intensity.

The boy suddenly moaned unbearably, a blush welled up on his cheeks, he felt the thing messing up on the tip of his tongue, and retracted himself in fright, while trying to cover his mouth with his hands, but how could the other party Ken.

Fang Qing knew what the boy's next move would be by looking at the water in his eyes. There was no way, the little white rabbit was always pure in his mind, thinking that if something happened, he would just hide and avoid it. .

But how can there be such a cheap thing in the world?

So Fang Qing held the other party in his mouth, and didn't kiss him completely, and he refused to relax his teeth. He just teased him over and over again, watching him raise a hand at a loss but didn't know what to do. In the end, Fang Qing rescued him. She hugged him, and pressed the boy's hand floating in the air on her shoulder.

In the end, he simply let the boy wrap his arms around his neck.

And the boy who had been dazed and delirious by this trick for a long time, naturally lied in his arms, raised his head to accept his kiss, and let out a cry from time to time.

In the quiet office, every weeping and choking seemed alluring and unbearable.On the way, the eyes of the boy in his arms would drift towards the door, fearing that someone would suddenly intrude there, but the hand he was holding on to the corner of the man's clothes and the back collar was clenched even tighter.

Fang Qing was very satisfied that his over-stressed reaction was to hold him tightly instead of pushing him away, and rewarded him with a light lick on the boy's palate, feeling the slight tremor of the person in his arms, and then ended the kiss.

After all, both of them are people who want face, and they don't want anyone to find out about the passionate scene in the office.

Fang Qing straightened up, pulled the boy out of his arms, wiped away the moisture from the corners of his eyes, stamped the corners of Meng Yile's eyes lightly, and asked softly, "Why are you crying again?"

But the boy shook his head slightly, unwilling to look at him, and retorted aggrievedly: "I didn't cry..."

Well, I haven't cried yet, this voice is almost nasal.

But he said in his mouth: "Yes, you have a cold, you didn't cry, you were blinded by the sand."

The boy laughed angrily, glared at him with his red and swollen mouth, and saw how seductive this look was with his watery eyes, Fang Qing thought to himself, you just rely on it being in the company, but Work hard, sooner or later one day I will make you unable to get out of bed.

Meng Yile still didn't know anything, reached out and tugged on the Xiesi man's sleeve, and said pitifully, "Are you still angry with me?"

Life, how could it not be life, the anger in my heart not only did not subside but burned, tsk, that is called prosperity!

Fang Qing is a beast in his heart, but on the surface he still has to pretend to be a gentleman. He has discovered that he can't use the bullying style when dealing with boys. I don't want to mention whether Meng Yile likes it or not, just talk about himself. As long as the boy cries, he has nothing to do here, he just wants to hold him in his arms and rub and rub and coax and coax him.

So for the long-term plan, Fang Qing endured the humiliation and cleaned up his original routine, leaving only the boy's chic and unrestrained bastard, never out of line.

However, how can it be compared with his elder brother's dog-like personality, so he thought of the second trick, if the personality charm is not enough, then coax it, anyway, the little white rabbit, simple-minded is the best way to coax.Sure enough, after coaxing and deceiving, there was an immediate divorce.

Super awesome.

It's not over yet, isn't this the third step, the goal of what to do in this step is too obvious, he doesn't need to think too much, he just needs to follow what he thinks in his heart.

So Fang Qing said: "Give me another kiss, maybe I won't be angry."

Meng Yile pouted and pushed the person away, sat on his office chair, continued to look down at the documents, and ignored the people beside him.

Fang Qing's cheeky face is not afraid of such a cold reception, and he leaned over with a shy face, "Hey, the little dwarf is starting to learn to take over the company?"

The boy had just joined the company, and this kind of low-level position had no access to any high-secret documents, so he let Fang Qing read it calmly, but continued to keep his mouth flat and protested weakly: "I'm not a dwarf..."

Fang Qing pressed down the little white rabbit who wanted to blow his hair, gently stroked his hair, glanced at the contents of the document, and asked him casually: "If you don't understand, tell me, I will teach you!"

Meng Yile looked up at him, his eyes were full of suspicion, he frowned, and asked in disbelief, "Are you really going to...?"

Fang Qing rolled his big eyes and sighed helplessly, "Hey little man, I am a sea turtle who came back from studying for an MBA in the United States, and I have been in the Fang Group for 3 years. Do you think the position of vice president depends on Can a little bit of Fang family blood be able to sit if you want to?"

The boy's face flushed red when he was forced to ask questions, he babbled and choked out a sentence after a long while, "Then... otherwise."

Fang Qing, who was questioned about being exterminated, was completely shocked.

Fortunately, he himself has a thick skin, and this doubt is not enough to destroy his ambition. After an afternoon of careful teaching, he finally led the little idiot to the right path under the effective conclusion that a strict teacher produces a good student, and a stick produces a filial son.

Unknowingly, time has flowed through the fingertips, and the night is already dyed when you look up, and the lights in the office are all turned on. Hurry up and help him knead.

His hands are long and slender, but because he is thin and has been playing the piano for many years, his hands are not soft or fleshy. Fortunately, the bones are relatively soft, so it is a great pleasure to give people a massage. .

Meng Yile asked softly: "Is this okay?"

Fang Qing raised the corners of his mouth in enjoyment, but he still remembered that the other party doubted his ability, "Have you not eaten, and your strength is so weak?"

The boy nodded innocently: "Yes, my stomach is flat."

The evil man was stunned for a moment, then pulled him into his arms, covered Meng Yile's stomach with a pair of big hands without any scruples, rubbed it, it was soft, and it felt good to the touch, "It's really flat , let's go, invite brother to eat!"

Meng Yile struggled out of his arms, scratched his messy hair, and said "oh" with a blushing face.

The two walked into a high-end restaurant and ordered two dishes at random. Meng Yile didn't want to waste time, and continued to ask the other party about work problems. At first, Fang Qing answered him patiently, but later, he simply ignored him. He also accurately stuffed a cherry into Meng Yile's mouth, successfully sealing the boy's mouth.

"Don't talk about work while eating, or your appetite will be bad." Fang Qing blinked his left eye at him, then leaned over and whispered: "If you are really so studious, come to my house at night, and I promise to treat you well." Give it all... how about it?"

Seeing his malicious appearance, Meng Yile swallowed the cherry in his mouth in fright.

The meal time was very harmonious and warm, the boy was always amused by Fang Qing intentionally or unintentionally, the two walked outside after eating, just turned a corner, but both stopped in their tracks.

Meng Yile stared at the two people walking across and was slightly taken aback.But the man with an evil face curled his mouth and hugged the boy's shoulders, then looked straight into the other's eyes, and a provocative yet respectful voice exploded among the four of them like a landmine.

"Big brother."

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