God, your chapter H has been locked by me

That night, Wei Ning had his first sexual dream with the editor-in-chief.

This directly caused him to be extremely nervous when he stood at the door of the editor-in-chief. The door was opened, and the editor-in-chief was only wearing a pair of sports trousers. The full muscles on his body were full of aggression. , asked him with a hoarse and lazy voice in the morning: "Have you had breakfast?"

"No..." Wei Ning swallowed, saying that he doesn't want to eat breakfast at all now, he wants to...

Following the editor-in-chief into the room, watching him fry eggs in the kitchen with his back naked, Wei Ning sat down on the sofa, sighed, leaned on the cushion and closed his eyes.

It's over... His fucking mind is full of unreasonable thoughts about the editor-in-chief now!

Soon, the editor-in-chief came over with a plate, which contained toast, bacon, and sugar-coated eggs. The toast was browned on both sides, and the bacon was sprinkled with black pepper. There was even lettuce on the plate and a few small tomatoes on it. .

"Milk or coffee?"

"Whatever..." Wei Ning took the plate, already roaring in his heart, editor-in-chief, do you want such a must-have at home!

In the end, Wei Ning got a cup of hot milk. In order to alleviate the dry mouth caused by some reasons, he took a big sip, but found that the editor-in-chief kept staring at himself: "What's wrong..."

After finishing speaking, the editor-in-chief pinched his chin with his hand, and rubbed his thumb against his upper lip, leaving a layer of milk froth on his fingertips.

"Eat slowly, I'll take a shower." After the editor-in-chief finished speaking, he walked away as if nothing had happened. Wei Ning froze, covered his mouth suddenly, and fell down on the sofa.

If this goes on like this, his heart will jump out of order!

The interviewee of the editor-in-chief is Yu Jingnian, an internationally renowned jewelry designer. He lives in a villa on the outskirts of the mountain. It is a Japanese-style homestay. There are also small hot springs and traditional Japanese frightened deer.

"The designer's mother is Japanese. He has a deep affection for Japanese elements, and the Japanese style is also incorporated into the design, so it looks very unique." The editor-in-chief explained, and the two walked through the corridor to the reception room. Nian is sitting at the tea table making tea.This is a man in his forties, with a calm demeanor and a gentle expression. Wei Ning sat down with the editor-in-chief, feeling in a trance that the years have been quiet.

The interview continued until noon, when someone knocked on the door and interrupted the conversation, reminding Yu Jingnian that it was lunch time.

Wei Ning noticed that the man was wearing a wood-grain ring of the same style as the designer on his ring finger, and was in a daze when he heard Yu Jingnian introduce: "This gentleman is my legal partner, I don't mind if you give this ring as well." Report it out." Wei Ning was taken aback, and found the designer looking at him with a calm smile on his face.

"We don't need to use this as a gimmick. After all, love, marriage and family are normal things." The editor-in-chief smiled: "Besides, the love between you and Mr. Ouyang has long been no secret. Mr. Ouyang's article Regarding your report, I did it."

"Mr. Ouyang? The Mr. Ouyang who designed Rongshan Hotel?" Wei Ning's eyes widened in surprise.

"Are you famous?" Yu Jingnian looked at his lover and laughed, "However, to me, he is just a bricklayer who helped me build the courtyard."

The interview went smoothly, and when the photography work was over, it was already evening, and there were snowflakes in the sky, and the snow on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month was long overdue.Because he was worried about the danger of driving on slippery mountain roads, Yu Jingnian took the initiative to stay with the editor-in-chief and his party, and invited them to try the hot spring here, saying that it was interesting to soak in the hot spring in the snow.

Wei Ning was delayed for a while because of editing the interview draft. When he arrived at the Tangchi, several cameramen had gone back to sleep, and only the editor-in-chief was alone in the hot spring. Wei Ning took off his bathrobe and went into the water, swimming up to the editor-in-chief. He picked up the sake floating on the water and took a sip. The wine was warm and had a scent of plums.

"Oh! Wonderland on earth!" Wei Ning leaned against the edge of the pool and closed his eyes with a satisfied expression, "By the way, I just found out today that the report that Mr. Ouyang confessed his sexuality was written by you, the editor-in-chief..."

"It takes a lot of courage to be honest, but we have to let people know that there is nothing shameful about confessing your love."

Wei Ning turned his head and found that the editor-in-chief was looking at him. The soft light of the water waves made his eyes very gentle. Wei Ning was dazed for a moment, and murmured: "Mr. Ouyang said this?"

"This is the consensus we have reached." The editor-in-chief said, brushing the snowflakes off Wei Ning's hair with his hand: "Ouyang and Mr. Yu are childhood sweethearts, but Ouyang brought Mr. Yu up this road, so he must be frank first. Only then can the lover have nothing to worry about." The editor-in-chief paused, stroking Wei Ning's hair lightly with his fingers: "I also agree with this point."

"Take... you took the wrong medicine!" Wei Ning turned his face away, his heart was throbbing terribly, he wanted to push the editor-in-chief away, but the editor-in-chief turned his face and gently rubbed his thumb against his chin Lip: "Don't worry, I will take responsibility for you."

"I...I'm not a big girl, I...know what I'm doing...I...I'm also an adult, and I can take responsibility for my actions!" Wei Ning lowered his eyes, and said solemnly under the harassment of the chief editor's finger Talking really... He raised his eyes, only to find the editor-in-chief approaching.

"You... this is in someone else's yard!"

"Hush..." The editor-in-chief pressed Wei Ning's noisy mouth with his thumb, and a light kiss was first printed on his forehead, and then on his own fingers. On the face, Wei Ning could see the editor-in-chief's eyelashes and the tiny fluff on his face.The heart was raised and tightened at first, but now it began to panic and anxious.

"Good night." After the editor-in-chief finished speaking, he let go and was about to leave.Wei Ning scratched in his heart, and subconsciously grabbed him, the corner of the editor's mouth curled up: "Isn't this in someone else's yard?"

Wei Ning's face darkened, he stretched out his hand to the editor-in-chief and raised his middle finger, and rushed forward, with a plop, both of them got into the water, the water splash gradually became smaller until calm, and their lips kissed under the water Together.

After returning from the villa in the middle of the mountain, Wei Ning entered a state of a workaholic, getting up early every day, eating only one meal, making himself as tired as a dog, and even the second child couldn't help complaining about him. It's time to die.

As a result, this state had not been maintained for a month, and Wei Ning was called by the editor-in-chief to the editor-in-chief's room for a heart-to-heart talk.The reason is that he dozed off while using the shredder to shred documents, accidentally got his tie in the machine, and almost strangled himself.

There was supposed to be a large-scale writer's reception tonight, and he bought that tie specially, and it cost a lot of money...

"If you don't want to attend the reception, you can just say so, why bother to harm yourself?" The editor-in-chief glanced at Wei Ning, whose tie had turned into a red scarf.

"Absolutely not! I am 1 willing to go! It's just that I was really distracted just now..."

"Have you had dinner?"

Wei Ning froze for a moment because of this jumping question, then shook his head.The editor-in-chief opened the drawer, took out a tie and a piece of bread and handed them to Wei Ning: "Eat it before going."

"Well, thank you editor-in-chief." Wei Ning walked out with his things in his arms, but was suddenly stopped by the editor-in-chief again.

"Recently, your manuscript has improved a lot."

Wei Ning was stunned for a moment, and then the joy of being affirmed surged in his heart. He was speechless for a while, and then he heard the editor-in-chief continue: "Start tomorrow, come to me after get off work, and I will give you an extra hour of class."

"Good editor!"

Seeing Wei Ning go out happily, the editor-in-chief shook his head and sighed.

The next day, Wei Ning waited for the office to be empty, and when he rushed to the editor's room excitedly, he found the editor-in-chief packing up his things.

"Editor-in-Chief, isn't there an extra class?"

"I asked you to come to me, and I didn't say add it here. What's the rush?" The editor-in-chief picked up the briefcase, walked up to Wei Ning, and patted him on the shoulder: "Pack up your things and come home with me."

"Go to your home?"

"Is there a problem?" The editor-in-chief raised an eyebrow.

"It's okay, but, can't it work here?"

"Are you going to let the whole magazine know that I'm going to give you a little treat?"

But when we go to your house, are you sure we can calm down and study?

Wei Ning pursed his lips, didn't dare to say anything, and went to pack his things dejectedly. When he picked up the schoolbag, he suddenly remembered that the condoms and KY he bought online a few days ago were still in the schoolbag, and he sent them to the company without opening them. Throw it in the bag, I have been obsessed with working hard recently, and I forgot to take it out.Now in front of the editor-in-chief, there is no way to take it out.

never mind!It's not like going to the airport and having to go through the security check. Even if he stuffed a blow-up doll in his bag, the editor-in-chief wouldn't know until he took it out!

With this kind of luck, Wei Ning went home with the editor-in-chief. The editor-in-chief was still cooking in a cool and domineering manner, and Wei Ning followed him to fight.Today there is no material at home, the editor-in-chief made fried rice, when cutting the sausage, the editor-in-chief pinched a piece for Wei Ning, Wei Ning was beating eggs, he ate it with his hand when his head was tilted, only when his lips touched his fingers did he realize something was wrong , and saw the editor retract his hand and lick his fingertips, then cut vegetables.

Wei Ning suddenly felt a little hot in the kitchen.

"Why are you sweating? Do you want to take a shower?" The editor-in-chief looked at him strangely and reached out to touch his head. Wei Ning backed away, stuffed the egg bowl into the editor-in-chief's hand, turned and ran: "I'm going to A toilet!" The editor-in-chief frowned and continued to crack eggs.

Wei Ning rushed into the bathroom. The editor-in-chief took a shower as soon as he entered the door. There was still steam in the bathroom, and the smell of shower gel was very strong. Wei Ning felt in a daze that he was enveloped by the smell of the editor-in-chief. When the towel was drying, the movement suddenly froze. This is the editor's towel, right?

Hanging the towel back as if it was hot, there were razors, shaving water, toothbrushes and so on on the sink, and the editor’s underwear and socks were hanging on top of Wei Ning’s head. Wei Ning pursed his lips and suddenly felt that God was really tortured Own.

Recently, Wei Ning has been working hard in his own way in order to become an excellent reporter. The more he works, the more pressure he will have, and the more he will be sexually motivated. Therefore, he always dreams of being shameless with the editor-in-chief, which directly leads to the first Washing the underpants the next morning, the further impact is that I dare not look at the editor-in-chief for a day, and devote myself to work, which leads to physical and mental exhaustion, greater pressure, and greater pressure... In short, a vicious circle.

However, since he rejected the editor-in-chief twice, the editor-in-chief seems to have no obsession with making it to the end.Isn't this what every man desires?Or is it that the editor-in-chief is no longer interested in his ass?Or...he has been going in the wrong direction. Although the editor-in-chief is in his prime, in fact...the editor-in-chief is 0!

Wei Ning was thinking wildly, when he heard the editor-in-chief calling him to eat outside, he answered, and walked out of the bathroom anxiously.

The editor-in-chief's craftsmanship was the same as before, but Wei Ning was absent-minded about eating this meal, and this state lasted until the editor-in-chief gave him a class.

"Where's Sichun?"

The editor-in-chief's voice suddenly rang in his ears, Wei Ning gave a cry of fright, covered his ears and hid far away.

"Yes, I'm sorry! I promise not to be distracted, you continue!"

"Forget it, I think you are tired, that's all for today, you go home first." The editor-in-chief said, helping Wei Ning close the notebook, grabbed his schoolbag and was about to stuff it in, Wei Ning was stunned for a while , and then suddenly his eyes widened, and he rushed forward and snatched the schoolbag: "I will do it myself! Don't rummage through my bag!"

The editor-in-chief frowned, and Wei Ning breathed a sigh of relief after putting on the bag, only to realize that he had spoken aggressively just now, and scratched his head in embarrassment: "That, that..."

"What would you like to drink?" The editor-in-chief changed the subject, picked up the remote control to turn on the TV, but Wei Ning suddenly stood up: "Don't bother, since there is no class, I... I'll go first."

The editor-in-chief frowned even tighter: "I'll see you off."

"No, no, no! I'll take the bus!" Wei Ning said as he was already walking out, when the editor-in-chief grabbed his schoolbag suddenly, and the editor-in-chief's displeased voice came from behind: "Are you so unwilling to come to my place?"

"..." Wei Ning turned his head, seeing the editor-in-chief's expression made his heart twitch, and was about to explain, the editor-in-chief let him go suddenly.

"Forget it, be careful on the road, and remember to eat sooner or later." After the editor-in-chief finished speaking, he went straight into the study. Wei Ning was stunned at the door, his chest aching with pain.

have to!He pissed people off...