The life of a vegetative cup

The faint morning light shone into the room through the covering curtains, casting warm and ambiguous hues on the line of sight, and the hazy and faint light made people feel intoxicated.

The place touched by the fingers is a piece of smooth skin, and the slight ups and downs, with the slight movement of the body, contains tenacious and tenacious vitality.

That is a kind of life force.

Jian Minxi's expression seemed to be tinged with softness because of this light, her brows were soothing, and she just lay quietly by her side, defenseless.

Looking at the man who was sleeping peacefully in his arms, Zhao Juntong couldn't help but feel as if he had been separated from another world.

Stretch out your hand to caress the other person's cheek. As soon as the real feeling came through your fingertips, Jian Minxi frowned, turned over impatiently when touched, and unceremoniously moved her smooth back. Zhao Juntong was exposed.

Zhao Juntong showed a slight smile, leaned over and kissed Jian Mingxi's shoulder, and wrapped his arms around Jian Mingxi's waist to pull him closer to him, when the alarm clock beside the bed suddenly rang.

Jian Minxi sat up with a "huh" and stared at the TV hanging on the wall in front of her with wide eyes.

Zhao Juntong glanced at his empty arms, then looked at Jian Mingxi who was sitting up: "Ah Xi, it's still early, you can continue to sleep."

Jian Mingxi let out a soft reply from his nose, the illusion of being awake just now disappeared instantly, his eyes suddenly became confused, he leaned back and then fell back, rubbing Zhao Juntong randomly to find a comfortable position.

"what time is it?"

Zhao Juntong embraced the other party in his arms, and gently stroked Jian Minxi's back. He couldn't put it down and his further goal was obvious. He bit Jian Minxi's Adam's apple and said in a low voice, "It's just past seven o'clock."

Jian Mingxi let out a "huh", panted slightly and rubbed against Zhao Juntong, but suddenly pushed him away at the next moment: "Seven o'clock!" He jumped up from the bed this time, "Die, die!" dead dead..."

Zhao Juntong, who was pushed away, kept his arms in the same position as before and stopped in mid-air, watching Jian Minxi jump out of bed, put on his pants, and rush to the bathroom.

After exhaling a long breath, Zhao Juntong also sat up expressionlessly, and slowly began to put on his clothes.

"What? What's up today?"

"The cheap-mouthed publishing house has hired a new editor. People start work at 08:30 today. I'll go and have a look." Just as Jian Mingxi finished speaking, he heard the sound of him rinsing his mouth.

When Zhao Jun walked to the bathroom buttoning up his shirt cuffs, Jian Mingxi was already wiping his face with a towel.

"New editor? Are you going to see it?"

"You forgot, the last time we went to the slut, we bumped into their interview."

There are many beauties these days, but there are not many beauties with talent and good looks. After Jian Mingxi finished speaking, she put down the towel and brushed her hair with her fingers, then turned her head and sighed enviously at Zhao Juntong: " Blessed are the sluts, those are really upright and young flower girls, tell me, why is it so easy for him to always recruit high-quality beautiful girls?"

Zhao Juntong paused with his cuffed fingers, raised his head and watched quietly as Jian Minxi ran out of the bathroom and went straight to the kitchen.

Randomly fried two eggs, took out the ham from the refrigerator and cut it twice, Jian Mingxi choked on the bread and used his well-maintained teeth desperately, trying to finish the breakfast as quickly as possible, Zhao Juntong also left at this time Sit down at the table.

Suddenly, Jian Minxi clenched her fist and beat her chest vigorously. She was so choked that she kicked the calf of Zhao Juntong who had just sat down, and said with difficulty: "There is freshly warmed milk in the microwave, go and take it out."

Zhao Juntong got up and took the milk and handed it to him, Jian Minxi gulped down all the food in his mouth, let out a long breath, and finally recovered from the pain.

He took the clothes on the back of the chair and said while putting them on, "I'll go first, and you will take care of the rest."

"Axi," Zhao Juntong called Jian Mingxi, pulled him back and raised his hand to gently wipe his lips with the pulp of his thumb, "There is milk."

Jian Mingxi licked his lips subconsciously, Zhao Juntong paused while watching his movements, and then chuckled softly: "Don't move around." After wiping it off, he couldn't help rubbing it with the excellent hand feeling without any trace Twice.

When Jian Minxi got impatient waiting, Zhao Juntong finally moved his hand away, he leaned forward and gave the other party a smack: "Thank you, wife." After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the door.

But when he just picked up the key on the shoe cabinet, he stopped suddenly, turned around and kept pointing his finger between his eyebrows, frowning as if trying to dig out something from the deep ditch of memory: " Oh? What's the name of that beauty? Song Siyuan? Chen Rui? Or Wang Lupeng?"

Zhao Juntong took a sip of the milk slowly, opened the car magazine on the dining table and turned a page.

"Song Siyuan has light brown long curly hair, Chen Rui has sea blue manicures, and Wang Lupeng has a net height of 1 meters."

"Oh!" Jian Minxi snapped his fingers suddenly, nodded and said, "It's Zhou Xiaodan." As soon as he finished speaking, he opened the door and walked out.

The sound of the door lock closing fell, but Zhao Juntong's hand flipping the title page of the magazine paused in mid-air for a long time, and then slowly let it go again.

"Hello? Wei Bin, help me find out about Zhou Xiaodan, the newcomer from Cuizhao Publishing House."

"Well, just like before, try to give me all the information you can get."

"...just to understand."

"Have you finished talking nonsense?"

After hanging up, he put down his cell phone, cleared the dining table and washed the dishes, put on his suit, Zhao Juntong closed the door behind him with the key, took the elevator downstairs and drove to the company.

In the office, I dealt with a few documents that are not important at present, picked up the project schedule for the next quarter to check, called to confirm the personnel arrangement and itinerary of several Waifu projects, and asked someone to make an appointment for the meeting in the afternoon. The meeting room used and the department managers who needed to be notified to be there were a little tired after a busy morning. They were about to call the assistant to come in and deliver a cup of coffee. When they looked up inadvertently, they saw Jian Mingxi who suddenly appeared outside the glass wall.

At this moment, Jian Minxi is holding a half-person-high teddy bear in one hand and a two-meter-long oil painting in the other. He is happily chatting with several female staff members in the office hall. Although he cannot hear the voice, he can still see the Several young and beautiful girls were amused by Jian Minxi from time to time.

Usually at this time, Jian Minxi's eyes will slowly bend when looking at the girls, gentle and soothing, and the smile marks on the corners of his lips are particularly attractive, making people unable to move their eyes away.

Zhao Juntong watched it quietly for a while, then called his assistant with a straight face.

"Mr. Jian, you are here," the conscientious male assistant came over and said with a smile, "Mr. Zhao asked you to come into his office to chat."

After hearing the voice, Jian Mingxi responded with a smile, turned around and was about to say goodbye to the girls who had a good chat, when she saw the girls were nervously arranging their hair and collars with small movements, their faces were slightly red, and the corners of their eyes were slightly red. Sneak peeking at the glass wall where you can't see the inside of the office because of the special paint.

Jian Minxi raised his eyebrows, and then looked at the temperamental handsome assistant beside him, with a gentle and refined smile on his face, he raised his foot, and kicked open the door of Zhao Juntong's office with a bang. .

The glass door was unexpectedly very strong, and no external damage could be seen from his kick. Jian Mingxi walked in leisurely with the toy bear in his arms under the stiff eyes of the crowd, and "clicked" with his backhand. Then he closed the lock on Zhao Juntong's office.

"Wife~" Jian Minxi smiled brightly, "I bought you a present."

Sitting on the sofa, Zhao Juntong looked at the large bear toy that Jian Minxi held up to him: "I see it."

Jian Minxi threw the bear onto the sofa on the other side, ignoring the person's head on the ground, walked over and put one hand on the back of the chair next to Zhao Juntong's neck to thump him, bent down and smiled, "You know what? , just because of it, it almost caused a war."

Zhao Jun and Ba Feng looked back at him unmovingly: "Really?"

Jian Minxi stood up straight again, sat sideways on Zhao Juntong's desk, took out the pen in the pen holder on the desk, and measured the pen from side to side: "There is a brat who doesn't care about life and death wants to snatch it from me and buy it for his girlfriend. ,” he pulled off the cap of the pen, pinched the golden nib with his fingernails, and said with a smile, “But I won.”

Zhao Juntong pretended that he didn't see Jian Minxi sneaking his expensive imported pen into his pocket, and smiled, "Of course you won."

Jian Mingxi looked up at Zhao Juntong, and said with a low smile to Zhao Juntong: "My wife, you see I treat you so well, you have to behave like a woman." He said, and leaned over to kiss the corner of Zhao Juntong's lips lightly.

Zhao Juntong raised his hand to support his leaning waist, and gave a soft "um", knowing the other party very well, so he asked one more question out of habit: "What else?"

Jian Mingxi smiled, and the smile became even prettier.

He wrapped his arms around Zhao Juntong's neck, slowly slid his slender and nimble fingers along Zhao Juntong's collar, lowered his head, touched his lips and smiled softly: "My next book will be published soon, sign it for sale." Will you pay the sponsorship fee for the meeting?"

Zhao Juntong clasped the back of Jian Mingxi's head with his hands, pressed him to prevent him from leaving, and asked softly, "That's the only benefit?"

Jian Minxi knelt on the chair between his legs, cupped Zhao Juntong's cheeks with both hands and forced him to look up, pressed his lips to his lips and panted and smiled slightly: "Of course, there will be a big advertisement for you, Jane I am the exclusive sponsor of Shi Nie Animal, if others want to have this opportunity, I will not give it."

The color of Zhao Juntong's eyes darkened slightly, he lifted Jian Minxi up and put it on the desk, staring at Jian Minxi, he slowly stroked his lips with his fingers that he had been thinking about for a long time, and said with a low smile; "Give something that you can get right away?"

Jian Minxi hugged Zhao Juntong's shoulders with a smile, and said in a hoarse voice, "If your office is well soundproofed..."

Before he could finish his words, Zhao Juntong bit him forcefully. He didn't even care about the documents that fell on the desk, and he almost fell down on the desk while pushing with the tip of his tongue.

Seeing that the other party's calm and calm expression was gradually getting out of control because of his promise, Jian Mingxi smiled unhappily.

Just thinking about how to use the handcuffs bought in his pocket to counter the opponent unexpectedly and play an exciting office forced PLAY, Jian Mingxi rolled his eyes inadvertently, and the corner of his eyes saw the situation in the office hall outside.

"Fuck! What a bastard!" Jian Minxi kicked Zhao Juntong who was sticking to him away, jumped up and rushed out regardless of the messy collar, opened the door lock, "Lao Tzu's oil painting! Mao Yiqian It's a block! Whoever is blind is dirty! Grandma is a mouthful! You deserve a fucking lesson, don't you!"

Caught off guard, Zhao Juntong was kicked and fell back into the chair, and the chair slid backward for a long time following the force of Jian Minxi's kick just now, and did not stop until it hit the wooden wall.

"There is nothing to discuss! Lose money! You are justified if you are poor? I will beat you to death, believe it or not!"

Hearing Jian Mingxi's swearing outside, Zhao Juntong sat quietly on the chair, and slowly closed his eyes with an indifferent expression.

Jian Mingxi grabbed the clerk who accidentally spilled coffee on the canvas while bluffing, relying on his deep and long-term friendship with the leader of the other party, threatened the other party and agreed to compensation in cold sweat, and finally put all the fire away After going out, my mind calmed down a little.

Then, naturally, he also noticed the absolutely abnormal silence in Zhao Juntong's office.

Yes, silence, just like Silent Hill, eerie silence.

The CPU of the brain was running at high speed, and Jian Mingxi realized the coming of one of the major crises in his life almost instantly.

After coughing a few times, Jian Minxi let go of the clerk's collar, raised his hand to help him straighten his clothes carefully, then patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Do you like coffee?"

Poor boy who has just graduated a few years ago and has absolutely not enough experience to look at. Looking at the handsome man in front of him who is a thug at one moment and suddenly smiling like a spring breeze at the next, he couldn't accept his rapid change for a while, so he could only click in a daze. down.

"Your leader also likes to drink coffee," Jian Minxi smiled more gently, and said softly, "How about you make a cup of macchiato for him?"

"what?"

Jian Minxi smiled, and gently lifted the small cactus flowerpot on the desk next to him: "I'll ask you to make a cup of high-end coffee for him, put more milk foam and sugar, if you can't get it out of the coffee machine, just drink it." Go out to buy, haven't you heard?"

"I heard it, I heard it!" The clerk trembled in fright, running and crawling towards the lounge under the threat of his life.

Jian Minxi sighed softly, standing alone in the hollow area formed by the crowd retreating, put down the cactus and said sadly: "Actually, I am a pacifist and I never like violence."

"But sometimes violence can be used to solve it quickly. It's better not to waste time and beep..."

As he spoke, he turned around and started walking towards the elevator, cutting through the crowd like Moses dividing the sea, and walking faster and faster, until finally, he almost ran towards the elevator entrance.

Zhao Juntong needed to relieve the psychological pressure, Jian Mingxi thought, I am sorry, little brother, if a dead fellow Taoist is not dead to a poor fellow.

"Zhao... Mr. Zhao, coffee..." When the clerk walked into the office with trembling legs and coffee, he saw his leader sitting elegantly on the sofa chair, staring at him with indifferent eyes.

That afternoon, Jian Minxi, who ran to Cui Zhao's place to hide from the limelight, didn't know how tragically the murder caused by an oil painting ended.

And during that period of time, Zhao Juntong's subordinates, in this sunny March weather, also had a very rare experience of the harsh winter that had just passed with bitter tears in their bodies and minds.

Of course, crises must be avoided, home must be returned, and conflicts between husband and wife also need to be treated carefully and properly resolved.

This is the family responsibility that a qualified head of the family should shoulder.

After waiting for a week, Zhao Juntong did not show any violent manifestations of mania. Guessing that the other party's emotions had completely calmed down, Jian Mingxi and Cui Zhao, who provided temporary housing services but did not get half of the room fee, said byebye , just patted pi. ass chicly and went back.

Jian Minxi firmly refused to admit that he was forced to go back to collect debts because he did not see the sponsorship remittance and oil painting compensation in his account.

Before that, Jian Mingxi walked around the vegetable market first, selected a bunch of big fish and meat rich in high calories and high fat, and after playing with the vegetable seller and slashed a lot of prices, he was satisfied go home.

Jian Mingxi knows very well that a wife needs to be coaxed and loved. As a man, you must show your generous side, allow your cute little wife to play petty temper in disobedience occasionally, and tolerate his petty temper. Temper-tempered and patient coaxing to solve the problem, this will help the harmonious and long-term development of the married life.

Glancing at the teddy bear on the bedside in the bedroom, scraping the scales of the fish with a kitchen knife in the kitchen, Jian Minxi sighed deeply, it's so fucking rare for a good family man like him this year.

That bastard should really recite Hallelujah every night before going to bed, and thank God to be worthy of his dedication.

When Zhao Juntong came back from get off work, he just opened the door when he smelled a burst of aroma from the room that made people's index fingers move.

Slightly raising his eyebrows, Zhao Juntong just took off his coat and shoes when Jian Minxi, who heard the movement, came out of the kitchen with a smile and took the leather bag in his hand.

"Honey, you're back, are you hungry? I made a lot of delicious food."

Zhao Juntong looked at Jian Mingxi who was smiling brightly and gently, nodded, and walked in without saying anything to wash his hands.

The table was full of his favorite food, Zhao Juntong paused for a moment, his face softened slightly, and he picked up the chopsticks.

After eating in silence, Jian Minxi put down her paws and ran away, Zhao Juntong automatically and consciously started to clean up the leftovers.

Wiping the table, washing the dishes, tidying up the vanity table, those skilled housework, Jian Mingxi watched Zhao Juntong transition from a young master who didn't touch his fingers to a virtuous daughter-in-law who can be taken out to show off and praise, and has a good relationship with others. Rong Yan puffed out his chest proudly and triumphantly.

This is all taught by him!

The evil animal belongs to the donkey in a smooth manner. If you comb it upside down, it will definitely blow up, but if you comb it down, if you don't comb it properly, it will obviously have little effect on alleviating the opponent's violent temper.

In fact, if he can get the benefits he really wants, Zhao Juntong is usually very talkative.

Jian Mingxi is well aware of Zhao Juntong's animal temper, and he has his own set of perfect methods on how to deal with Zhao Juntong.

So it didn't take long, when Zhao Juntong's household cleaning work was about to finish and he had just hung the washed rags on the shelf, he heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom.

"Juntong, I forgot to change my underwear, can you help me?"

Jian Minxi's voice is undoubtedly pleasant. When he speaks normally, as long as he doesn't swear or convulse from time to time, he can always give people a gentle and elegant feeling.

Of course, anyone who is familiar with Jian Minxi knows that when he gets excited about playing, this will also become an illusion that will bring surprises/scares.

Although the other party's singing is tone-deficient, but the tone of the speech at this time is tactful and melodious, with a low and ambiguous voice that lingers for a long time. There is a deep meaning in it, which is simply endless aftertaste.

Zhao Juntong calmly washed his hands with hand sanitizer, wiped them clean, and then walked to the bedroom without haste, and took out Jian Minxi's underwear.

Opening the door of the bathroom, hot water vapor filled the not-so-small room. Jian Mingxi, who was lying in the bathtub, saw him come in, and slowly changed his posture to sit up, trying to cover up a few spots position, and smiled shyly at him.

The water waves lightly caressed the skin that was not inferior to the white porcelain bath, Jian Minxi sat in the water and stretched his body, even the embarrassed smile on his face was like a monster, with a deceptive look strength.

In short, at this moment, Zhao Juntong has seen everything that should be seen and what should not be seen, even if it is blocked by the hazy mist.

Jian Minxi raised her hand and raised a bubble bath ball, tilted her head slightly, avoiding Zhao Juntong's scorching gaze, a little stiff and embarrassed, her cheeks and eartips that were reddened by the heat seemed to be dyed with a rich color again : "That... I can't reach it, help me wipe my back?"

Zhao Juntong nodded, put the change of clothes in his hand on the towel rack beside him and walked over, took the bath ball, Jian Minxi turned over and lay down beside the bathtub.

The wet curly hair was attached to the cheeks, and the fingers touched it, and there was even a kind of curling lingering reluctantly.

The protruding shoulder blades form a smooth line, and the thin waist that flows down into the water, and the upright arc that is hidden under the foam.

When the palm is buckled up, the delicate skin under the palm seems to have a kind of tension. The palm is tightly adsorbed on it, and the bath ball is slowly wiped, and the soft foam gradually contaminates the whole body. When moving in a regular direction, Jian Minxi suddenly let out a hoarse gasp, and then immediately bit her lips tightly, trying to cut off the ending sound in her throat.

He turned around and saw Zhao Juntong's eyes that were already completely dark. The black jade-like color had always been his favorite.

Jian Minxi supported the pool to get up, grabbed Zhao Juntong's shoulder with one hand, unbuttoned Zhao Juntong's shirt collar with the other, and slid his fingers down his neck.

Turning his eyes around the other party's handsome face, Jian Mingxi pursed his lips, looking a little unfamiliar, and leaned towards him stiffly, hesitated for a while, and then lightly bit Zhao Juntong's earlobe. It entered Zhao Juntong's ear canal.

"Juntong, your heart is beating fast." He said with a smile as thin as a mosquito, then lowered his eyes in embarrassment, put his head on Zhao Juntong's arm, and buried his face in Zhao Juntong's arms , while slowly drawing circles on Zhao Juntong's heart with his index finger.

Zhao Juntong also laughed, and he smiled and leaned over, regardless of the fact that his clothes were already soaked in water, he held Jian Minxi tightly in his arms, and made that mellow voice that made Jian Minxi so obsessed.

"I promise, your heart will beat faster soon."

The sound of water splashing reminded me of the combination of strength and beauty. The rings on the ring finger rubbed against each other, agitating the sweetest tap deep in the heart.

The breathing of both of them became heavy, and there was a warm temperature in the panting.

Jian Mingxi held onto Zhao Juntong tightly, his whole body was stained with crimson, and suddenly remembered something in his confused mind, and suddenly pushed away Zhao Juntong who had already shown a perfect figure.

"When will you give me the sponsorship fee?"

Zhao Juntong, who was pinching the opponent's hand and holding the person close to him, stopped and fell silent for a while, sighing.

"Axi, let's talk about this tomorrow, okay?"

Jian Minxi frowned, and seeing Zhao Juntong staring at him expressionlessly, his face was so handsome that he hesitated before compromising: "Okay, okay, we'll talk about it tomorrow."

However, within ten seconds.

Jian Minxi suddenly raised her leg again to block Zhao Juntong's hand that was about to grab his ankle, grabbed his arm, gasped for breath and asked again.

"How much do you plan to give? Cui Zhao said that I can get a 30% kickback from this money."

"..."

"Don't be so stingy, you bastard, like this, you say the number, I can sleep more comfortably at night here, don't worry, I will give you the year-end bonus after the book is sold out, this time I am writing from a new angle, Starting from the alternate transition between the spiritual world and real life, digging pits and laying clues step by step will definitely attract a lot of people to fall into it, and those who are caught off guard will be tortured and cry..."

"...Ah Xi." Zhao Juntong interrupted Jian Mingxi's long speech that was about to start.

"what?"

"You don't even have the strength to talk about it tomorrow."

"Hmmm... You bastard... Ah... Let go... Don't be so cruel... Hey..."