I reacted when I ate with you for the first time

It's almost summer again, the weather is good, and there is already a fresh breath of early summer.

The boss of the company is also in a good mood, because the last issue of the monthly magazine has achieved the best sales volume in the past year.

The company booked a luxury box and invited us painters to sing K for a night of leisure.

In the evening, besides our little painters, Yue Wu and Yun Zhongmo, well-known female painters in the industry, also came.

Oh, by the way, as for my pseudonym——

My name is Shimizu, a watery name.

This was determined by the scumbag when I entered the industry. He said that my level is too low, so it is quite appropriate to call this famous.At that time, I cursed in my heart, and then silently signed this super shameful name.

I am used to it now.

Working in our line of work is usually very boring, and when we get a chance to relax, our colleagues are crazy and noisy.

I'm not good at singing, so I sang a Beyond song at random and sat next to Du Yan, quietly listening to everyone singing one after another.

Yue Wu drank a lot of wine at night, and while she was singing to her heart's content, she suddenly sat down and hooked my neck, "Master Qingshui, come, my sister will sit with you at the same coordinate point."

It is said that this sister likes to make such jokes. I laughed stiffly, and my colleagues also started booing.

"Obviously the position is not right enough."

"Quickly align and stack up!"

A little drunk leader even made a booing expression, "Sister Yuewu likes guys who are so tender that they can squeeze out water! Shui Shui, let your sister Yuewu have a mouth!"

The more I said it, the more outrageous it became, I quickly moved my butt towards Du Yan.

After a while, my waist tightened, and Yue Wu stretched out the bracelet from behind and put it on my waist.

I wanted to gently break her hand away, but I was hugged by the waist, and the red lips sprayed the smell of alcohol on my face.

"Come with me tonight, let me see what your beautiful hands can do besides paintbrushes."

"Sister, you drank too much." I waved my hands and hid to the side.

"It's irritating when you drink too much." She stuck out something hot and humid and rubbed it behind my ear.

I was jittery and nauseated.

Just about to jump up, she suddenly grabbed the flesh around my waist and said slowly: "Little brother, my sister rewarded you with face, you have to hold it carefully."

Enduring the pain and hissing, her other hand had already pinched the seam of my jeans.

Du Yan was playing games with his mobile phone with his head down, and cursed in a low voice without raising his head.

"Fuck!"

Yue Wu and I both froze for a moment, not sure what he was cursing.

He leaned over and leaned closer, staring straight at Yue Wu, "You, don't fucking look for trouble!"

Then he turned the small wine bottle that had been drunk in his hand, and grabbed the mouth of the bottle with his backhand.

I firmly believe that if Du Yan's unhappy actions continue, he will immediately pick up the wine bottle to stop this scene.

Yue Wu pinched me again, cursed from the bottom of her throat, "Are you sick", then turned around and left.

Half happy, half worried, I took a breath.

Turning around, he asked Du Yan, "Can I offend her?"

"It's enough to save face if you don't wedge her on the head."

"...Then thank you, Yanda."

"Yeah." He bowed his head to play the game again.

Even the women are directly on the bottle.

Du Zha is really a thunderbolt baby.

The box was already a bit hot, so I picked up a can of soda from the table, looked around habitually, and then pulled the tab loosely.

Just as I was about to drink with my mouth, Du Yan threw his bag into my arms.

"Open the outer layer of my bag." He was still not angry.

I kept my head down and continued to drink my soda.

"There are straws inside." He slowed down and added.

My heart moved.

He opened the zipper of his backpack, reached out and found a small handful of long white straws.

There are about seven or eight sticks, each individually wrapped in a clear plastic sleeve with a spring-loaded bend.

I especially like drinking through a straw.It's not for cleaning or good for the teeth, but it feels more refreshing and delicious to suck it directly into the throat with a straw.

Didn't expect Du Slag to even remember this.

I peeled off a straw, put it in the ring of the soda can, and took a big swig of soda.

"Drink it?" He asked me looking up.

I nodded.

"What a broken habit." He didn't sulk anymore, and smiled to himself.

At this moment, I didn't think too much, and a little impulsively, I handed him the drink in my hand.

"It's really delicious. Would you like to try it?"

He froze for a moment.

I have used his teacup to drink water more than ten times or eight times, but this time because of a straw, something suddenly went wrong.

I also felt something, and quickly withdrew my hand while saying, "Ah, that's it."

He has already taken it one step ahead.

In the corner of the box where the light and shadow were uncertain, he put the straw between his lips, and his Adam's apple moved slightly.

"It's even worse!"

Pfft, laughing.

When it was eleven o'clock, the colleagues had no intention of leaving.I had been working night shifts for a few days and drank some alcohol, and I was starting to feel sleepy.

I was sleepy for a while, and I tilted my head and fell on the back of the sofa.

"Clear water, clear water!"

Faintly heard him yelling, and then swayed after the yelling.

"Clear water, donkeys get water!"

Of course I have nothing to do with donkeys, this scum is hurting me again.

Holding his breath, he opened his eyes and met his mocking eyes.

"Let's go, I've stayed enough, I'll see you off on the way."

Then we left KTV early one after the other.

Du Yan found a replacement driver, I got into the back seat of his car first, leaned against the door and squinted for a while.

After a while, the driver came over. He didn't sit in the co-driver, but also sat in the back row, saying that the back row was spacious enough to stretch his legs.

I've fallen asleep.

Leaning against the door, leaning against his head, he simply fell over and put his head on something softer.

Perhaps subconsciously, I felt that it was quite safe to lean here, and as soon as I fell over, I immediately fell into a deep sleep.

Feeling a little sick, I moved and continued to sleep.

I don't know how long I slept.

When I woke up, I found that I was hugged on the full-textured meat pad, lying on my stomach warmly, and there was a puddle of saliva under the corner of my mouth.

what is this!

Turning your head left and right to observe, it seems to be a pair of thighs, human!

Sitting up suddenly, I wiped my saliva and glared at the owner of my thigh.

"Awake? You can really sleep."

He took the coat that covered me and handed me my glasses.

After putting on my glasses, my memory instantly recovered. I came back from KTV with him, sat in the back of the car, and then slept against the car door...

Hey, why is the thigh ring missing?

"Du Yan! Why am I lying here?"

"When you fall asleep, you can lean up by yourself, and you can't push it away."

oh!My instincts are weird enough.

"Why didn't you wake me up?"

He raised his eyebrows, "Do you think you can wake up?"

In the past few years, I have been a very light sleeper, but when my father was still alive, he once said that I would not be able to hear thunder and wake up if I fell into a deep sleep.Once he couldn't enter the house without the key, and even called [-] to kick down the door, and I was still sleeping at home.

Since he has such a bad record, what he said may be the truth.

I swallowed, "Then you have been waiting here for me to wake up?"

"No, I also squinted for a while." He stretched his broad shoulders and relaxed his shoulders.

Oh, that's better.

Otherwise, I would feel ashamed to ask the leader to serve me.

Turning on the phone, it was almost three o'clock in the morning.We both opened the car door and got out, stretching our legs and exhaling a sigh of relief.

Obviously, my whole body feels comfortable, but his legs are numb...

It's hard to find a replacement driver at such a late hour, and the entrances and exits of vehicles in the community are also locked.

I hesitated for a moment, and pointed to my small rented room upstairs, "Yanda, why don't you go to my place for a night. You can sleep on the sofa...or you can sleep on the bed and I can sleep on the sofa."

When I was hesitating, I thought evilly that he was the father-in-law, no matter which road he was on, he was absolutely safe.

But the thought also fills me with guilt.

I was even embarrassed to look into his eyes, his eyes were twinkling.

He lit a cigarette and scolded, "Why are you so stupid! I'll just take a taxi and go back, and come back to drive in the morning."

"That's fine." I pursed my lips and nodded.

Because I was a little ashamed and eager to get closer to him, I asked, "Can you take me by the way in the morning? I just have to go to the company."

He glanced at me and nodded, "It's up to you. Go upstairs and sleep quickly, lest you won't wake up again."

"Oh, I must wake up!"

He held the cigarette between his slender fingers and waved his hand, his back was fleeting in the night.

Du Yan came over early in the morning, and I went to a nearby breakfast shop with him to eat soybean milk and fried dough sticks, and then got on the bus.

I was about to walk to the passenger seat of the little Lexus when he opened the door behind the driver's seat, "Sit in this seat."

"Don't, Yanda, it's not suitable."

Anyway, I'm still the boss, and occasionally I ride in his car, but I've never sat in the back.

He smiled lightly, "I asked you to wipe the drool left on the seat. It's so disgusting that I didn't dare to touch it."

In the next second, I was already in the car.

With the windows open, the early summer morning breeze blows into the car, making it extremely comfortable.

He started the car, the hair on his forehead was blown by the wind, and the strands of hair swayed gently on the bridge of his high nose.

In the dark brown hair, I suddenly glanced at a graying hair on the top of my head.

I leaned on the car seat and turned my head to take a closer look, and there was still one.

Du Yan is only [-] years old!

"What for?" He tilted his head to ask me.

"You have white hair, you are old."

He smiled nonchalantly, "You're not getting old when you're annoying me all the time. Draw well in the future and don't make me angry."

I responded and retreated to my seat, feeling inexplicably tangled in my heart.

Soon to the company.When getting out of the car in the parking lot, he glanced carefully left and right before letting me go around behind.

Despite being cautious, I bumped into a gossiping colleague.

It's even bloodier than comics.

Originally, the company was a place where the city would be full of wind and rain immediately when there was a turmoil, and this kind of gossip was particularly interesting.

Soon a colleague said that someone in the company was spreading the word that Du Yan and I had an unusual relationship, and that they would go together at night and come together in the morning.

Then we discussed with relish how the two of us slept.