Every day I am afraid that the president will find out that I am an undercover agent

At this time, Pei Hang, who didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, was giving the president a massage.

Massage can lead to many meanings, and here we only take the most literal meaning.

Generally speaking, the president would sleep until the afternoon and wake up slowly, then ride to the company, drink a cup of hot water and go directly to the floor where his nominal office is actually a luxury suite.

When Pei Hang was chatting with Xie Yiyun, Mu Ling was taking a shower, and after he and Zhou Yan finished complaining, Mu Ling had already started drinking porridge.

He had nothing to do today, so he didn't need to wear formal clothes. He only wore a long black coat, and he didn't wear any underwear. He just showed his shoulders and abs in disheveled clothes, and he looked like a big guy.

Pei Hang didn't pay attention last time, but today he kept looking at him, wanting to see if Mu Ling had any tattoos.

Mu Ling was halfway through eating, and he stared at him so hard that he couldn't ignore him, and asked, "What are you looking for?"

Pei Hang told the truth.

Mu Ling has a cold skin, and even a little mark on his body will be obvious, and there are indeed many old scars.

But, no tattoos, and the guy didn't even have his ears pierced.

Pei Hang was very disappointed. He wanted to give himself a flower arm in high school, but was hammered by Lian Rong.

Lian Rong said, don't learn bad things from bad people.

As a result, he now met the most filthy guy, who was even more extreme than his brother, and said, "Kids don't want tattoos."

Before Pei Hang could refute, Mu Ling flicked the long gown on his shoulders slightly. The gown was only loosely draped, and it slipped off as soon as he picked it up.

He didn't look back, Pei Hang only saw his neck turn slightly, and said, "There is medicinal wine on the table."

Most of his words are simplified to a few words, and many meanings are guessed.

This sentence was relatively clear, Pei Hang took it obediently, and Mu Ling sat upright, with a straight line of waist and shoulders, and there were marks of plaster on the back waist.

He knelt down halfway, and pressed the skin there with three fingers. After seeing Mu Ling nod slightly, he rubbed the hot medicinal wine on his palm and started to move.

This was no stranger to him. He was inevitably injured when he was learning to fight. Lian Rong had taught him all kinds of techniques to protect himself, but he never thought that there would be a day to serve Mu Ling.

While he was massaging, Mu Ling asked, "Did you move out of the dormitory because of a fight?"

Pei Hang almost laughed and said, "No."

Perhaps Zhou Yan has this reason, he never likes to cause trouble, and always avoids it whenever he can, but Pei Hang is not this kind of personality, he will always go back when he is messed up.

He also guessed why Mu Ling asked such a question, probably because he thought that that person could continue to harm Xiao Shanshan and maybe take revenge on Pei Hang, so he replied, "I moved out because my roommate loves to play too much, and they bothered me."

Mu Ling said, "Playing games?"

Pei Hang said: "Play with whips, candles, and even drag me along."

He felt Mu Ling's muscles tense under his palm.

From the mirror decorated on the opposite wall, it can be seen that the expression of the president has become very exciting.

This old man can understand.

It was Pei Hang's turn to be shocked.

Then he realized that in order to control his strength, he unknowingly supported Mu Ling's shoulders, almost wrapping him in his arms - this position was really dangerous, but the withdrawal was too deliberate.

After a while, Pei Hang forcibly changed the subject as if nothing had happened.

He said that the dissertation defense at the end of May and the graduation ceremony in mid-June will require leave.

Mu Ling agreed, let him remember to bring the three parties to sign the contract.

Xie Yiyun came over for lunch at noon.

This suite even has a kitchen, if anything is missing, just ask someone to go to a nearby mall to buy it.

Mu Ling was leaning on the sofa to read a book. He was still wearing his clothes loosely. It seemed that he would maintain this bohemian image today.

Xie Yiyun saw Pei Hang busy in the kitchen, so he touched a small tomato and sat beside his uncle.

The view here is very good, you can see the distant scenery when you look up, and you can see the busy figure in the kitchen when you look back, which perfectly soothed Xie Yiyun's mood of being devastated by work all morning.

So much so that it took him a few minutes to notice Mu Ling's unusualness: "Uncle, why are you interested in books on art appreciation?"

Mu Ling said: "Someone invited me to participate in the graduate defense, so I can hold my feet temporarily."

Xie Yiyun thought about it, it seems that there is such a thing, but...

"Are you planning to go this year?"

This kind of invitation is held every year. After all, as one of the top entertainment companies in the city and even in the whole country, even if everyone agrees that Mu Ling cannot participate in this kind of event, they still have to send out a symbolic invitation. Maybe any good seedling will be popular before graduation. Yes, the president wanted to come and inspect it in person on a whim?

They thought it was possible, but Xie Yiyun knew it was impossible. Mu Ling had no interest in this aspect at all, and the defense would take a whole day, which was completely physical work.

But Mu Ling said "hmm", obviously he had made a decision.

Xie Yiyun finished eating the small tomato and said, "Then I'll make arrangements."

On the day of Pei Hang's defense, as soon as he entered the door, he saw three rows of defense teachers sitting under the desk.

In position C in the middle of the first row, it was the boss he had been seeing every day with his head down for the past half month.

Mu Ling was wearing a light-colored suit today, with fluffy hair, and sharp eyes hidden under gold-rimmed glasses. He looked handsome and refined.

Pei Hang felt that he was about to split apart.

In Mu Ling's closet, apart from the black suit, there is also a traditional long jacket. This outfit was a temporary suggestion he gave yesterday.

At that time, the president told him that he was going to participate in a serious but enthusiastic event, and wanted to dress modestly and full of energy, so as to appear more approachable.

Pei Hang thought he was going on a blind date in Zhongshan Park.

Unexpectedly, I came to watch their defense three stops away from Zhongshan Park.

He heard a girl behind him say, did this teacher go to the wrong classroom?Acting classes are next door.

At this moment, Mu Ling looked up and saw him, and smiled slightly.

Pei Hang said in his heart, you shouldn't be here, you should be next door, even strangers know that you play a lot.

Pei Hang's Buddhist teacher began to make an introduction.

The old man said that this Mr. Mu was a photographer and is now a freelancer. This time he was invited by the school to participate in the undergraduate defense...

The graduate defenses of their school can come up with different moths every year, which makes the students collapse on the spot.

For example, every time the teacher is defending, in addition to the tutor of the school, there will also be a special guest.

The presence of this special guest is like a chocolate, you never know what flavor will be assigned to your classroom.

They had a senior in the last class who spent a lot of hard work and brain cells to make a moving 3D version of the Qingming Riverside Picture.

As a result, the special guest she faced was the person in charge of digital design for the animation of the Qingming River Scene at the World Expo.

Pei Hang thought to himself that he really believed in your evil.

After the defense, Xiao Shanshan came.

She is well-groomed today, with long fluttering hair, she is as beautiful as a white lotus that emerges from the mud without staining.

She gave Pei Hang a bouquet of flowers.

Pei Hang said: "Sister, do you know what it is like to me when you send me flowers at this time?"

Xiao Shanshan observed his expression and asked, "What does it look like?"

Pei Hang said: "Hospice care."

Xiao Shanshan pulled out two small daisies from the bouquet and solemnly inserted them in his neckline.