said don't mess with me

A night without dreams.

At 7 o'clock in the morning, Mucha was forcibly woken up by the evil biological clock.

She was sleeping soundly, and her heavy eyelids were raised and raised.

After struggling back and forth for three or four minutes, he finally opened his sleepy eyes completely.

Had a great sleep.

The bright sunlight in the morning passed through the not fully drawn curtains and fell on her face.

Long and narrow, gentle and bright, within reach.

It seems to be able to see the direction of light flow from this bright color.

Playfulness came suddenly.

Mu Xia squinted his eyes with a smile, trying to raise his hand to catch the light.

With a move of the arm, the smile froze.

Doesn't feel right? ? ?

There was a few seconds of silence.

Mucha's straight eyes moved down in disbelief.

On the large and comfortable bed, Han Qingshi lay flat on one side, with his eyes closed, sleeping peacefully.

And himself, lying beside her like a small shrimp, curled up into a ball.

One arm was curled up and squeezed into the gap between the two bodies, and the other arm was wrapped around her waist.

There was no other clothes, and she just daringly got in along the hem of the clothes, sticking to her smooth skin.

The touch is tight and slender, and there is an imaginative curve drawn from the buttocks.

She has seen, touched, and kissed the beauty there.

It feels... just, really terrible...

Mucha's fingers jumped, and his breathing became heavier.

The hot flashes hit Han Qingshi's neck unscrupulously, making her unable to sleep anymore.

"Are you awake?" Han Qing asked, his unmodified voice in the morning was low, hoarse, full of texture, and Mu Xia couldn't help rubbing his ears.

Take local materials.

It rubbed against Han Qingshi's shoulder.

Both of them had a meal.

Mu Xia didn't dare to move as stiffly as last time, she got up suddenly, slid out of bed stumblingly, and squatted beside the bed.

Pulling the bed sheet with both hands, shrinking his neck, he stammered, "Han, Mr. Han, good morning."

Han Qingshi glanced sideways at her.

Dark eyes sank behind the ray of light.

Not cold, but softer.

Deja Vu.

Mucha blinked.

All kinds of things from last night flashed through my mind quickly.

Thinking of her kindness, now I can't resist her looking at me like this.

One greedy look, and another look.

The bright black eyeballs were surrounded by the morning light, which was astonishingly bright.

"What are you looking at?" Han Qing asked with a slight smile in his lazy voice.

Mucha's little heart was pounding, and he quickly dodged, and there was no silver 300 taels here and said: "I didn't see anything, I didn't."

Han Qing smiled silently, sat up and leaned against the head of the bed, and looked at the artistic clock on the opposite wall.

seven o'clock.

Time to get up.

Han Qing wanted to lift the quilt and get out of bed.

Habitually left-handed.

The numb feeling like needle pricks when exerting force made her expression froze, and the movement of getting up also stopped halfway.

too obvious.

Mu Xia subconsciously crawled forward and asked her, "President Han, what's wrong with you?"

With a relaxed expression, Han Qing raised his other hand, squeezed his left arm up and down, and at the same time asked Mucha, "What do you think?"

Mucha was confused.

He stared straight at Han Qing's movements for two seconds.

Mucha understood.

Han Qingshi's arm was under her pillow all night, it was so numb that he couldn't move...

Mucha retracted silently, and said with red ears, "Thank you last night."

Han Qing glanced at her, got out of bed, went to the window and opened the curtains.

A large amount of sunlight poured in, hurting the eyes very uncomfortable.

Mucha's head sank, and he lay down on the bed to hide.

After a few seconds to get used to it, he raised his head slowly and looked towards the window.

Han Qingshi didn't change his pajamas last night.

Clothes of fine texture were rubbed under the quilt all night, a little messy, out of tune with the usual rigor.

Turning around, the thin waist was exposed between the unbuttoned shirt.

It is looming, and with slow movements, it twists out a beautiful arc.

really.

Feel good, the lines must be beautiful.

Mucha thought.

Mucha was too absorbed in the aftertaste and lost his mind.

Waiting for Han Qing to walk back, blocking the sunlight falling on her face.

She just woke up like a dream, and hurriedly grabbed the toiletry bag from the table and rushed into the bathroom.

Han Qingshi stood there without moving, a smile gradually appeared under his calm expression.

----

More than half an hour later, Zhao Jiahui knocked on the door and asked Mu Xia to eat.

Mu Xia answered from afar through the door, "Come on!"

Lively and cheerful, full of vigor.

The door opened, and Mu Xia greeted Zhao Jiahui with a smile, "Sister Zhao, good morning!"

Zhao Jiahui originally looked down at the tablet.

Hearing this, he raised his head and said with a smile, "Good morning."

Seeing Mu Xia's attire, Zhao Jiahui was taken aback, and pushed her glasses, "You call me auntie now, and some people will believe it."

Mucha knew that he was going to the playground today, so he deliberately picked out a set of youthful clothes - a clean and playful beige short skirt was put on under the pink mid-length sweater, revealing his slender and straight legs, with very stretchy legs on his feet. The leg-shaped mesh daddy shoes reveal piles of brightly colored socks, giving her a very student-like air. Coupled with her fair face without makeup, it is not an exaggeration to say that she is a high school student.

Hearing Zhao Jiahui's comment, Mucha scratched her hair and asked uncertainly, "Isn't it pretty?"

Zhao Jiahui, "Very beautiful."

"Hahaha, thank you Sister Zhao!" Mu Xia was so happy that his brows and eyes curved like a bright moon.

Turning his gaze, he met Han Qingshi who was slowly approaching.

Mu Xia's heart skipped a beat, feeling a little ignorant for no reason.

Well.

Mr. Han's eyes looked so official and so indifferent.

Wasn't it just fine?

In the time it takes to wash her face, she won't do anything outrageous, right?

Can't figure it out.

Mucha wisely chose to close the microphone.

Then I saw Han Qing coming over, and said to Zhao Jiahui expressionlessly: "Pay attention to the address at work."

Mu Xia, who eats melons, "???" Is it still private time now?Besides, Sister Zhao has been calling her Mu Gong, what's wrong with her?

During the short time when Mu Xia was confused, Zhao Jiahui had already respectfully admitted his mistake to Han Qingshi, and turned to face Mu Xia with a terribly formal attitude, "Mu Gong, have you packed up? We are going to eat."

Mu Xia was so uncomfortable being called "you" by Zhao Jiahui, she hurriedly bowed to her and said, "Okay!"

"Then let's go, this way please." Zhao Jiahui turned sideways to make way for Mu Xia, and at the same time reminded, "You can call me Assistant Zhao, Xiao Zhao, or my full name in the future."

"Ah?" Mu Xia was confused, Sister Zhao called out well, why did she suddenly change her name?Besides, Zhao Jiahui is obviously much older than her, so these titles are probably inappropriate.

"How about I call you Sister Jiahui?" Mucha discussed.

When Zhao Jiahui glanced at Han Qing subconsciously, seeing that her expression remained unchanged, she smiled and said, "Yes."

"Yeah, okay." Mucha nodded repeatedly, then closed the door and came out, standing aside while waiting for Han Qing to go first.

Han Qing walked past Mucha without looking sideways.

The pace is steady, the posture is straight, and the elite aura is very strong when Shen Mou looks forward.

That's right, why did she think the curvature of Han Qingshi's mouth was a little weird?

rising?

hiss.

Mucha shivered.

It's terrible to be scolding people with cold eyebrows one minute, but to be able to hide a knife in a smile the next minute.

Mu Xia rubbed his arms, as if he had forgotten how Han Qingshi was doing last night, and told himself silently: Today is as far away as possible from Han Qingshi, life-saving is the most important thing.

----

When they arrived at the playground, the secretary and chairman of the party committee and several management personnel warmly received Han Qingshi and his party.

The two parties had an in-depth communication on the park's cold chain terminal distribution and peripheral business.

The meeting continued into the afternoon.

After that, the park arranged special personnel to take them to visit and enjoy.

Normally, without waiting for Han Qing to speak, Zhao Jiahui would take the initiative to decline.

Han Qingshi never did such time-wasting things as visiting the playground.

This time it was reversed, before Zhao Jiahui spoke, Han Qingshi said, "Thank you."

Zhao Jiahui was surprised.

Is this a promise?

From the corner of the eye, Zhao Jiahui saw Mu Xia who was gearing up and smiling brightly, and Zhao Jiahui's heart was as still as water.

"Mr. Han, please come here." The park staff said respectfully, "Our park has 9 themed areas, the nearest one is Adventure Island, which has designed many exciting projects that challenge the speed, followed by Mushroom Castle, Panda Forest... ..."

Han Qingshi and his group took a sightseeing bus and moved forward slowly amidst the uproar.

Talking about digital management on the way, Han Qingshi discovered that in addition to the cold chain smart warehouse, they are also considering the platform upgrade of the monitoring center.

Therefore, whenever he went to a place, Han Qingshi would ask to get off the car and stop, and the park manager Chen learned about issues such as data capture, analysis and control of the park's operation.

Then, based on this information, give him some rough advice.

By the way, give some irrepressible little sparrow time to play.

"The concept of middle platform has been put forward a few years ago, and it is usually divided into data middle platform, algorithm middle platform, and business middle platform..." Han Qingshi explained calmly.

The more Manager Chen listened to him, the more interested he became, and he asked her to consult on everything from the upgrade plan to the technical framework, and even the technical details.

Han Qingshi's words were concise and precise, and his answers were accurate.

Manager Chen had the idea of ​​in-depth cooperation on the spot, but due to the complicated project approval process, he had to verbally agree first, promising to arrange someone to propose cooperation intention to GN as soon as possible.

"Mr. Han, thank you so much." Manager Chen couldn't hide his excitement, "Come here and help us solve two big problems at the same time! Don't be polite today, we must treat you to a meal to show our thanks! "

Han Qing smiled, "GN is only able to get in touch with the amusement park industry because of your honor. It's a win-win cooperation, no need to thank you."

"Hahaha, you are right!" Manager Chen laughed, "Then let's go now? I can't wait to have a drink with you!"

"Please." Han Qing responded, then turned his head and explained a few details to Zhao Jiahui.

Looking around, he didn't see Mucha.

Han Qingshi's eyes darkened, and he asked Zhao Jiahui, "Where's Mu Xia?"

"I've been following behind." Zhao Jiahui turned her head, and there were only a few GN people accompanying her behind, and there was no sign of Mu Xia.

"Where did Mu Gong go?" Zhao Jiahui asked the person in charge of Han Qingshi's safety, and the latter looked flustered, "We only paid attention to the surrounding situation, but didn't pay attention to Mu Gong."

"The awareness of prevention is so weak, how dare Mr. Han take you with you when you go out in the future?!" Zhao Jiahui's face was livid, and she immediately took out her mobile phone to call Mu Xia.

Three times in a row, no one answered.

Hanging up automatically for the last time, Zhao Jiahui's expression had obviously cooled down when she saw Han Qing.

She had an illusion that if something happened to Mucha today, she could pack up and get out of GN.

"Mr. Han, is there someone who can't find it?" Manager Chen asked Han Qing with a calm atmosphere when he saw Han Qing.

Han Qing said in a deep voice, "The engineer who came together got separated."

"Oh, it's not easy to find someone, just wait a moment, I'll contact the visitor center to broadcast immediately."

Manager Chen immediately took out his mobile phone to make a call, and asked Han Qingshi about Mu Xia's basic information.

As soon as Han Qing opened his mouth, he stopped suddenly.

In the sky above the park, the radio rang twice, and soon a articulate female voice slowly flowed out, "Hello, dear tourists, now broadcast a missing person broadcast: Hello, Ms. Han Qingshi, please listen to the broadcast quickly. Go to the Panda Forest Tourist Service Center, your child Mucha is waiting for you. Thank you!"

The broadcast is repeated three times in a row.

The dull feeling on Han Qingshi's body quickly faded away with the voice of "Your child Mu Xia".

After the announcement was over, Han Qing could no longer see any displeasure on his face.

She smiled politely at Manager Chen, seemingly helpless and proud, and said, "Children are smart. If they get lost, they will find their parents by themselves, so I won't trouble you to contact them. Thank you."

Manager Chen was flattered, "You are too polite." At the same time, he said incredulously in his heart: "Is this still the young, promising and tough Mr. Han of GN? The smile just now can be described as gentle? Also, A child? At this age, you shouldn't be able to give birth to such a big child, right?"

Manager Chen couldn't help but glance at Han Qingshi again.

She had turned around and was talking to Zhao Jiahui, "You have dinner with Manager Chen first, and I'll pick up Mu Xia."

Zhao Jiahui knew that she had made a big mistake in Mu Xia's matter, so she didn't dare to take a breath at this moment, and said in a serious voice, "Yes."

Soon, Han Qingshi took two entourages and rushed to the Panda Forest Visitor Center by battery car.

On the way, Han Qing crossed his legs and leaned on the back of the chair in a good mood, wondering what Mu Xia would look like when he saw him later.

You should be very happy.

After all, I lived up to expectations and came to pick her up in person.

However, the fact is that Mucha was lying on the information desk of the visitor center, so anxious that she wanted to cry for the broadcasting lady.

This person's eyesight is too bad, isn't she dressed a little younger, as for saying that she is a child?Say it three times in a row?

She waved her hand to remind her that the information was wrong, and almost broke her hand, can't you see?

Ah!

Mu Xia's mentality collapsed, he kicked in frustration and ran to squat in the shade, put his hands on his knees, buried his head deeply, and thought sadly: If Han Qingshi really came over, she would die.The first time I met her was sister, and later she was called father. Now it's good, and the words are true. I'm really going to become a friend of the younger generation.

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