808, President's Office.

Zhou Jingyang sat in the office and sighed, typing on the keyboard with one hand and holding a coffee cup in the other. He worked so hard and couldn't see Meimei, he was so pitiful.

The two-meter-long table was covered with paper materials, and the documents that needed to be made tomorrow morning were neatly placed on the right side of the table, and Zhou Jingyang's neat signature could be seen on the documents.

"Well……"

Zhou Jingyang had a look of tiredness in his eyes, which meant that the master needed to rest at this time. Putting down the coffee cup, Zhou Jingyang pressed on his temples.

The Yaoshi Group has already been acting quietly, and some people have fabricated rumors on the Internet. Zhou Jingyang is contacting the public relations team to take immediate countermeasures, so that the Yaoshi Group cannot take advantage.

"Guru~"

Zhou Jingyang's stomach made a crisp grunting sound, and he looked up to his left. It was the boxed lunch that his assistant had just delivered, and it was already nine o'clock.

"Bang bang bang."

Someone was knocking on the door, Zhou Jingyang thought it was the assistant from the secretary's office who had brought new materials, and said wearily, "Please come in."

He didn't even look up, and continued to check the progress bar of the welfare copy. There was only one week, it was urgent, but there was no room for negligence in details.

Every update of "Inviting the Bright Moon" requires a lot of traffic. If there is an error at this time, the word of mouth of the game will decline. If the Yaoshi Group seizes the loophole and publicizes it, it will undoubtedly make the situation worse.

"The ones that need to be processed before tonight are placed on the right, and other files can be placed at will." Zhou Jingyang focused his eyes on the computer display screen without moving.

What Chen Mei saw after entering the room was Zhou Jingyang who was exhausted but full of fighting spirit.

He acted lightly, not wanting to disturb Zhou Jingyang's work. Chen Mei pursed her lips and carried the wonton noodles that she had worked so hard to make, but unexpectedly saw a boxed lunch on his table. The logo of the high-end restaurant, Chen Mei guessed that it should be an exquisite steak, which must be prepared by a famous chef and sprinkled with expensive spices.

Chen Mei subconsciously looked at the lunch box in her hand, and her own may not be that high-end in comparison.

However, the steak was cold and his wanton noodle was still hot.

Chen Mei put the lunch box on the table, and pushed it inside in order for Zhou Jingyang to see it.

Zhou Jingyang was about to let the "secretary" who was extremely silent today go out, when he suddenly smelled a strong fragrance, which was very familiar. Zhou Jingyang realized something, broke away from his work status, and immediately looked up at the "secretary".

"Want to eat wonton noodles?" Chen Mei met Zhou Jingyang's eyes, and said with a smile: "I made it specially for you, do you want to try it? I didn't expect you to have ordered supper."

Zhou Jingyang was sluggish, sluggish!

Staring at Chen Mei in a daze, Zhou Jingyang rubbed his eyes vigorously after a few seconds, afraid that it was an illusion created by himself.

"Beautiful...beautiful, beautiful."

Zhou Jingyang's lips were trembling, and then he groaned, stood up from the chair and threw himself on Chen Mei.

Chen Mei opened her arms and caught Zhou Jingyang who was full of joy.

"Meimei, Meimei."

Zhou Jingyang put his head on Chen Mei's shoulder, desperately rubbed against Chen Mei's shoulder, wrapped his hands tightly around his slender waist, and pressed against Chen Mei's ear, Zhou Jingyang couldn't stop excitedly saying: "Meimei, woo woo, woo woo, Live beautifully, fragrantly and softly beautifully, you are really here."

Chen Mei was caught off guard by Zhou Jingyang, took half a step back, raised one hand, put her fingers through Zhou Jingyang's hair, and gently patted Zhou Jingyang's back with the other hand. Chen Mei didn't speak, but gave Zhou Jingyang the ultimate tenderness and tolerance.

After a while, Zhou Jingyang calmed down, put his hands on Chen Mei's cheeks, and kissed Chen Mei's cheeks like a dog.

"Choo Choo Choo."

Forehead, nose tip, eyes, left cheek, right cheek, and most importantly lips.

Without lust, it is a simple and pure liking, a liking that puts Chen Mei on the tip of my heart.

"Gollum..."

Just when Zhou Jingyang wanted to stain Chen Mei's whole body with his own scent, he was interrupted by an unsatisfactory loud grunt.

Chen Mei also heard it, and said, "Jing Yang, let's eat first."

Zhou Mangy, who had stuck himself on Chen Mei's body, finally moved, but did not leave, looking up at Chen Mei reluctantly.

Chen Mei knew what he meant, and explained with a smile: "I won't go, I will have dinner with you, okay?"

Zhou Jingyang smiled and said hello immediately. He suppressed the joy in his heart, but his reason was still healthy, and he said with some concerns: "Meimei, why didn't you tell me when you came here, uncles, aunts and others..."

"My parents left today, so." Chen Mei continued: "You sent me a message today, saying you want to kiss me and want to hug me, so I will..."

I just delivered it to my door.

The following words were too embarrassing, Chen Mei didn't say it, but Zhou Jingyang had already understood, and the tips of Chen Mei's ears had turned pink.

Zhou Jingyang roared heart-piercingly: Why!Why is my Meimei so cute!The more you look, the cuter it is, woo woo woo...

Even if he stood there, doing nothing and saying nothing, he still felt... so beautiful... so cute...

"Wonton noodles won't taste good if left out."

Burned by Zhou Jingyang's straightforward gaze, Chen Meigan carefully licked her lips and changed the subject.

Zhou Jingyang sensitively caught the pink tip of Chen Mei's careless revealing, and his heart was burning hot, afraid that he would not be able to control himself to behave like an old-fashioned ruffian.

He immediately pulled his Italian pure leather custom-made chair to Chen Mei, and pulled him to sit down, while he dragged an ordinary chair, sat down and hurriedly opened the packing bag of the lunch box.

"It smells so good!" Zhou Jingyang praised sincerely, put a round wonton in his mouth, bit the skin lightly, the juice inside gushed out, the soft and glutinous meat smell mixed with the springy shrimp meat With the ultimate fresh fragrance.

Chen Mei likes to see Zhou Jingyang happily eating the food she cooked.

"Meimei, it's so delicious." Zhou Jingyang's taste buds were fully satisfied.

Chen Mei patted Zhou Jingyang's head habitually and said, "Eat slowly, don't choke."

After enjoying Zhou Jingyang's hair for a while, Chen Meicai realized that she really regarded Zhou Jingyang as a passionate dog. How could a man as old as Zhou Jingyang choke on eating, and she was also stupid.

Zhou Jingyang noticed that Chen Mei's hand moved away from his head, stopped sucking noodles, raised his head in doubt, and tilted his head in Chen Mei's direction, signaling that he would be touched again, don't stop.

Chen Mei could only continue stroking, and then remembered the steak placed on the side, and said happily: "I need to come earlier, you won't be able to eat wonton noodles after you have eaten."

Zhou Jingyang had long forgotten the steak sent by his assistant, and found that Chen Mei cared about that steak, so he said, "Meimei, wait for me."

Chen Mei: "?"

Zhou Jingyang got up with a serious expression, picked up the takeaway box of steak and walked to the office door. After opening the door, he grabbed a passing employee at random, and said to him coldly: "Work is hard, I will give you an extra meal."

After all, before the lucky employee expressed his gratitude for the gift from heaven, Zhou Jingyang closed the door tightly with a "bang", then returned to the seat in three steps at a time, then grabbed Chen Mei's hand and put it back on his top of the head.

Zhou Jingyang leaned towards Chen Mei, raised his left hand and made a swearing gesture, and said seriously: "Meimei, that steak was sent by the secretary, I have nothing to do with him, we are just purely about money, I will send him a Salary, he does the work for me, and I have paid him for the delivery..."

Zhou Jingyang was afraid that Chen Mei might misunderstand that steak is a caring bento, so he hurriedly said.

"Well, I know." Chen Mei knew, because Zhou Jingyang's eyes could never lie.

"That's good." Zhou Jingyang breathed a sigh of relief.

"Jingyang..." Chen Mei suddenly saw something, moved closer to Zhou Jingyang, under Zhou Jingyang's suspicious gaze, pinched Zhou Jingyang's chin, stuck out the tip of her tongue, and licked Zhou Jingyang's mouth.

Zhou Jingyang: "!" Meimei's tongue touched him!

"Why is Jingyang so careless, he got on the soup, don't eat too fast, it's not easy to digest at night."

Zhou Jingyang: "..."

"bang"

- He exploded!

Zhou Jingyang, he was so sweet that he exploded on the spot!

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