Forced to follow the love line by the villain boss

"Didi" twice, the alarm clock rang.

No one moved.

It's not that they didn't hear it, in fact, both Meng Xing and Wen Rulan were awake, and during this long and short night, they rarely fell asleep.At this moment, they held each other with their arms, and neither of them wanted to let go, nor did they want to move, as if this could freeze time at this moment.

This is of course impossible.

"Didi." The alarm clock rang again, and it persistently reminded the owner that it was time to go to work.

Meng Xing didn't have to go to work, and Wen Rulan didn't want to go to work, so he just wanted to hug Meng Xing like this.The more annoying the alarm clock sounded, the tighter he hugged Meng Xing, and then he buried his head in Meng Xing's chest, refusing to listen to the alarm clock.

In the end, Meng Xing was the first to regain his senses. He patted Wen Rulan's back and said softly, "It's time to go to work."

"Hmm..." Wen Rulan's voice was muffled because she was lying on Meng Xing's chest.

Although he promised to go to work, he still leaned on Meng Xing and did not move.

Meng Xing had no choice but to sit up first.With no one to hug, Wen Rulan finally got up reluctantly.

Meng Xing dragged Wen Rulan to the bathroom. He stopped at the door and asked Wen Rulan to wash in the bathroom of this room, while he was about to return to the bathroom of his own room, so that both sides could wash at the same time, which would be faster.

But when Meng Xing turned around to leave, Wen Rulan held him tightly.Meng Xing turned to look at him, and a warm breath hit Meng Xing's face and those soft lips that he had kissed for a long time last night.

Meng Xing subconsciously avoided it.

Wen Rulan was in vain, he froze for a moment, slowly pursed his lips that had been smiling all the time, and squeezed the five fingers interlocking with Meng Xing's knuckles one by one, then he suddenly let go.

He let go of Meng Xing's hand, took a step back, and retreated to the distance before last night.He smiled again, but without the intimacy he had not long ago.

"I'm going to wash up." He said, and wanted to close the door of the bathroom.

The door was closed in front of Meng Xing, and when there was only the last gap left, Meng Xing finally came to his senses. He stretched out his hand to support the door, and widened the narrow gap again.

It was easy, because Wen Rulan didn't resist, and when Meng Xing pushed the door, he almost opened it on his own initiative.

But after the door was opened again, Meng Xing looked at Wen Rulan, but fell silent again.

Wen Rulan didn't urge her, but he couldn't help clenching his hand holding the door frame tightly. He was waiting for Meng Xing's answer.

"I..." Meng Xing stammered, "I" took a long time before finally saying a complete sentence: "I'm not used to it."

This answer was not what Wen Rulan wanted. He was a little disappointed, but also a little relieved. The guillotine hanging above his head finally fell down.

He looked as usual, nodded and replied: "I understand."

As he said that, he wanted to close the door again.

But Meng Xing pushed against the door again, and he argued anxiously, "That's not what I meant."

Wen Rulan looked up at him, her eyes seemed to ask: "Then what do you mean?"

"I..." Meng Xing began to repeat the word "I" again. He hesitated for a long time, anxious to say something, but the more anxious he was, the more he couldn't say it.

Finally, he decided to express it directly with actions.

He took a step forward suddenly, walked into the bathroom, let go of the hand that had been holding the door, and the door closed behind him.

At the same moment when it was closed, he pushed Wen Rulan against the wall, and he lowered his head to kiss him.

Wen Rulan was stunned for a moment, then wrapped her arms around Meng Xing's neck, deepening Meng Xing's superficial kiss.

Behind the translucent glass door, the two shadows overlapped and separated again after a long time.

"I'm going to be late for work..." Meng Xing checked the time.

"Yeah." Wen Rulan was a little out of breath, he calmed down his breathing, and said casually, "Let's wait a little later."

As soon as he finished speaking, he grabbed Meng Xing by the collar and pulled Meng Xing towards him again.

Meng Xing was a little reluctant, he reminded: "If you don't leave, you really won't be able to catch up."

"One last time." Wen Rulan coaxed in a low voice.

"All right..."

The moment Meng Xing agreed, those soft lips pressed against him again.

Meng Xing's original intention was for a small kiss, one touch, or the kind that doesn't take more than a minute, so that if you are in a hurry, you can still catch up with work on time.But Wen Rulan seems to be addicted to kissing, and like a hungry wolf who has been hungry for a long time finally eats delicious mutton, he is just greedy and refuses to let go of Meng Xing.

Meng Xing tried to push Wen Rulan away, but his refusal was not so firm, so that instead of being pushed away, Wen Rulan got closer and closer.

In the end, when the two came out of the bathroom, it was already 7:56.There are still 4 minutes before work time, so I can't catch up anyway.

Meng Xing looked at the time and sighed, Wen Rulan's work had a lot to do with the life and death of the remaining [-] million people in the city, but Wen Rulan was late today.Meng Xing felt that he had to bear half of the blame for being late this time.

But the owner of the other half of the pot didn't seem to care about being late at all.

What's more, at 5 minutes past eight o'clock, when Wen Rulan's mobile phone heard the sound of a colleague's urging call, he hung up the phone directly, and after sending a sentence "I'll be late" in the work group, he put the phone on silent Tone, put it in your pocket, ignore it.

Meng Xing was a little speechless, and complained from the side: "You don't care about work at all."

"It's all on you." Wen Rulan opened her mouth and came.

Wen Rulan has always been good at talking about love, but after he no longer needs to be scruples about keeping his sense of proportion, Meng Xing found that he was a little overwhelmed by the other party's intensive love talk.

Like when he asked Wen Rulan whether he would like bread or fried eggs for breakfast, Wen Rulan answered irrelevantly: "I want you."

It was also like he asked Wen Rulan which clothes look good on her, and Wen Rulan replied: "You look good in both."

Meng Xing used to dislike these kind of love words, but when someone really told him that, he actually quite enjoyed it.

But he couldn't keep having fun, because if he procrastinated, he would not only be late, but also be absent from work.

With a straight face, he rejected Wen Rulan's sugar-coated cannonballs, and urged Wen Rulan to put on his coat and go out to work.

Wen Rulan didn't procrastinate this time, and drove to the research institute.However, before stepping onto the elevator, he stopped again.

He turned around to look at Meng Xing, and asked, "Will you pick me up tonight?"

His question reminded Meng Xing of the missed appointments last night, and not only missed one appointment, he also missed two appointments of getting off work and sending flowers.

He quickly promised: "Yes, I will pick you up on time."

Wen Rulan smiled, but he was still not satisfied, he suddenly took two steps closer, leaned close to Meng Xing, leaned close to his lips, and said aggressively, "Let's do it again."

What next?He didn't explain, but Meng Xing could see the clue from his actions.

With a straight face, he pretended to be serious and said, "Didn't you just say it for the last time?"

"That was the last time at home." Wen Rulan was very good at sophistry.

And Meng Xing...in fact, he didn't particularly want to refuse.

He turned his head and looked around. It was long after work time, and the lobby was very empty. Except for the receptionist, there were only the two of them in the lobby.The front desk is facing the gate, and they are at the elevator entrance, which is a blind spot that the front desk cannot see.

After confirming that no one would pay attention to this position, Meng Xing kissed Wen Rulan.

He kissed very fast, and just touched the other's lips, and before he had time to pass on the temperature of each other, he had already backed away.When he backed away, he still looked around guiltily, as if he was afraid of being noticed by others.

Compared with his youthfulness, Wen Rulan is much more sophisticated, he is not afraid of making out in public, and even looks forward to it.Because in this way he can swear his sovereignty to everyone, showing that this man belongs to him alone.

But...he was also worried about Meng Xing's thoughts. Although he was not satisfied with this superficial kiss, he still let go of his thoughts for the time being.

"See you tonight." He winked at Meng Xing.

It was just a simple blink, but for some reason, Meng Xing felt that such an ordinary movement seemed to be teasing him.His face was flushed, and he tried to calm down and said, "See you tonight."

Wen Rulan had already seen through him, but she didn't point it out, she just smiled meaningfully, and then finally turned around and went upstairs.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-07-1402:23:42~2020-07-1502:28:28期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: ωǒ, 尐/諃灬 1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: Zhilixiao this life, Liliyuan Shangcao, Xia Binghai 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!