chase game

"Cousin." After answering the phone, Cheng Xia returned to the suite in confusion, "Philip called just now and said he would invite us to stay in a hotel."

Ye Fengwu lazily leaned against the head of the bed: "What's the reason?"

"It is said that Augustine has something to discuss with you." Cheng Xia sat by the bed, "but he didn't tell me what it was."

"It's not very important." Ye Fengwu smiled, "It's okay to wait until we go to Switzerland."

"Then we won't go to the hotel, so we don't have to go back and forth." Cheng Xia tested the temperature of his forehead, frowned and said, "You still have a fever. How long did you guys chat last night?"

"Well... it's a bit late." Ye Fengwu lay back and yawned again.

Cheng Xia covered him with the quilt, went to the balcony and called Philip back.

"Don't want to come?" Philip was driving and was surprised when he heard it.

"It's not that I don't want to. It's our honor to be invited by Mr. Augustine and you." Cheng Xia explained, "But my cousin still has a fever. The doctor told me to stay in the room and it's best not to go out. It's raining again today. so……"

"The hotel also has rooms." Philip tried to persuade, "We have even booked an entire floor."

Cheng Xia was flattered, but she still chose her cousin firmly and declined.

Philip: "..."

"What happened?" Augustine asked.

Philippi hung up the phone and asked suspiciously, "Did you offend my sister-in-law last night?"

Augustine frowned: "Don't want to come to the hotel?"

"It stands to reason that a patient with a fever should not walk around on a rainy day. It's very scientific." Seeing that his expression was wrong, Philip immediately explained to prevent the car from being dismantled.

But Augustine's mood obviously did not improve.

"Why did sister-in-law have a fever?" Philip organized the words, "Is it because of last night...huh?"

"What do you want to say?" Augustine asked coldly.

"OK, are you sure you want to be so blunt?" Philip cleared his throat, "I mean, if there was a crazy sex last night, then you should stay in Lanto Manor today, and I can be alone Get this meeting done."

Augustine looked slightly stiff.

"Is there any?" Philip asked deeply, "If it's because of this fever, it's probably not enough to just take cold medicine, and other treatments are needed."

"No." Augustine denied it expressionlessly.

"No?" Although he was not unprepared, after getting the confirmation, Philip still expressed his disappointment unabashedly.

"Is there anything else you want to ask?" Augustine turned to look at him.

With sharp eyes, Philip shook his head wisely and stepped on the accelerator.

Augustine leaned back in the chair, closed his eyes slightly, but kept frowning together.

The video conference process in the afternoon was extremely lengthy. For Augustine, this was originally the most normal form of work, but for some reason, he felt a little irritated this time.Although separated by a screen, the rest of the participants could still feel his low pressure, so it only took two-thirds of the usual time to end the entire meeting in a hurry to avoid harming innocent people.

"What do you want for dinner?" Philip handed him the hotel menu.

"Not interested." Augustine rubbed his eyebrows, feeling a little tired.

"Do I need to go back to the manor? Anyway, it's still early." Philip asked again.

Augustine looked up at him.

Philip smiled brightly and explained: "Although I just left for half a day, I really miss Mr. Lanto very much." So I need to go back immediately.

Augustine shook his head, took his mobile phone and called Ye Fengwu.

"Hello?" The voice from the other end was clearly sleepy.

"Sorry, it seems to have disturbed your rest." Augustine's voice slowed down.

Philip slowly exited the suite, and then stuck to the wall like a creeper - he didn't want to eavesdrop at all.

"It's okay." Ye Fengwu turned over and lay down on a pile of soft pillows, "I've been sleeping for a whole day."

"Still having a fever?" Augustine asked.

"A little bit." Ye Fengwu tested the temperature of her forehead, "Where did you go?"

"Just finished a video conference." Augustine stood by the window, "I'm in the hotel."

"Then will you come over today?" Ye Fengwu asked.

Augustine replied: "Within half an hour."

Ye Fengwu hugged the pillow: "I'll wait for you to have dinner together."

Augustine hung up the phone and strode out the door.

"Need to prepare a car?" Philip quickly stood up straight, "It's just downstairs, we can leave at any time."

Augustine straightened his tie and pressed the elevator button.

I don't know if it's a psychological hint, but Philip always feels that after this phone call, his mood seems to have improved a lot - although his face is still expressionless, there is a small change in his aura, and his eyes occasionally flash emotions, even like a high school student in love.

oh!This addictive love!

Philip chanted from the heart while driving.

"Mr. Augustine is here again?" Old Mr. Lanto was very puzzled when he heard this, "But we haven't made a plan yet."

"It's not for business cooperation, but to visit Mr. Night Breeze Dance." The housekeeper explained.

The old Mr. Lanto suddenly realized, and he did not forget to sigh, this is really a touching friendship.

"The fever has subsided a little bit." Cheng Xia showed him the thermometer, "But it's still not a normal temperature. Mr. Augustine is not here tonight, so you can go to bed early."

As soon as the voice fell, Philip began to knock on the door: "Can I come in?"

Cheng Xia: "..."

"Hello, cutie." Philip warmly hugged him.

"Hello." Cheng Xia was almost strangled.

"About entertainment gossip, I think we can continue to chat." Philip led the people out, "Why don't you have some beer? French fries and fried bacon are also very good."

"But my cousin hasn't had dinner yet." Cheng Xia tried to struggle.

"You can leave this matter to Augustine." Philip closed the door of the suite. "Believe me, this is a beautiful manor full of food. No one will go hungry."

Facing a strong man of 1.8 meters [-], Cheng Xia's combat power was negative, and he was almost carried downstairs.

Ye Fengwu leaned against the bedside and smiled.

Augustine sat on the edge of the bed and reached out to test the temperature of his forehead.

"Are you in trouble at work?" Ye Fengwu asked, "You seem to be in a bad mood."

"A little bit, but it's okay." Augustine straightened his pajamas for him, "What do you want to eat tonight?"

"Noodles are fine." Ye Fengwu's voice was still hoarse.Augustine stood up, poured a glass of warm water and handed it to him.

"Thank you." Ye Fengwu took the water glass, casually took the VC foam slices and threw them in, "Would you like to taste it?"

"Sharing cold medicine together?" Augustine laughed.

"It's not cold medicine." Ye Fengwu shook the water glass, "It's the smell of sweet orange."

"Do you need to extend your vacation?" Augustine asked, "It's cold in the snow-capped mountains."

"It's okay, I can persevere." Ye Fengwu shook her head, "It's just a cold."

"You don't need to be so tired." Augustine frowned slightly.

"It's just working normally." Ye Fengwu stretched her sore body, "Don't worry, you'll be fine in two days."

The kitchen delivered the meal on time, pasta with tomato sauce, and a refreshing green salad.

Augustine took a spoonful of cream soup, and this time he finally had to remember to cool it first, which was barely considered an improvement.

"Take a bite." Ye Fengwu rolled up the noodles with a fork and handed them to his mouth, "It tastes like a kid too."

Augustine tasted it and made an honest assessment: "You taste strange when you're sick."

Night Breeze Dance laughed, then fed him half a spoonful of green bean salad, and ate the remaining half by herself.

"What the hell are my cousin and Mr. Augustine talking about?" On the other side of the manor, Cheng Xia asked this question for the eighth time.

"About future cooperation." Philip calmly cut the steak and gave a standard answer for the eighth time.

Cheng Xia scratched her hair. It sounded like a good thing. After all, not everyone had the opportunity to cooperate with Mr. Augustine, but why was she so uncertain, and always felt that something terrible was about to happen.

As the sky darkened little by little, Ye Fengwu dropped her phone and said, "I won."

"If you are sick, you should rest more than play chess with a robot." Augustine tightened his arms and kissed his hair.

"I've slept the whole day." Ye Fengwu stretched himself.

Augustine held his wrist, lowered his head and kissed those dry lips.

The experience just once last night is obviously not enough to improve the kissing skills - the movements are still a bit blunt, and the lust is even more uncontrollable. Sucking and biting on his neck and chest, his panting was full of emotion, and his whole body seemed to fall into a soft cloud.

Augustine's hands wandered over his body, greedily demanding all the good touches. His palms slid all the way from his waist to his sensitive inner thighs. Seeing the other's intoxicated expression, his heart also became agitated. He propped up his body and wanted to untie his tie. open.

Ye Fengwu turned over and held him down, her tone was a little lazy: "No."

"Huh?" Augustine pinched his chin, his eyes fascinated.

"It's at someone else's house." Ye Fengwu slid her fingers across his straight nose.

Augustine held his hand, his voice hoarse with passion: "Why don't you want to go back to the hotel with me?"

"Are you angry because of this?" Ye Fengwu asked.

"I want to know the reason." Augustine nibbled in his ear.

Night Breeze Dance asked, "Will you force me?"

Didn't expect him to say that, Augustine was slightly taken aback.

Ye Fengwu buried her face in his neck and said sullenly, "There will be reporters in the hotel."

"Just for this?" Augustine's expression softened a little, "I can rent out the entire hotel, and no one will disturb your rest."

"But it's just as quiet in the manor." Ye Fengwu grabbed his tie, "Do you want to stay tonight?"

Augustine nodded: "Yes."

Ye Fengwu curled her lips: "Then we have to think of a new excuse to perfuse your super fans."

Ten minutes later, Augustine walked out of the suite with a calm face.

Philip was leaning outside the corridor - Cheng Xia had just gone to serve Night Breeze Dance a midnight snack and hadn't come back yet.

Augustine met his gaze.

Looking at his obviously wrinkled suit, Philip was quite relieved: "As long as you are willing to maintain this progress, then you can leave all the rest to me, including dealing with those terrible old men of the consortium." It's totally fine to get a beating, who makes us feel good.

"Mr. Augustine is staying again tonight?" Cheng Xia heard the news when she came back, holding the soup pot, she was on the verge of crying, "But my cousin still has a high fever."

How important is the work, can't we wait until he recovers to do it!