said don't mess with me

The next day—going to work, Strictly didn’t even attend the morning meeting, and directly called Liu Gong to the conference room alone.

Soon, Liu Gong came back, pulled up a chair and sat next to Mucha, and asked her, "Is there any difficulty?"

Mucha stayed up until midnight yesterday, even though he was smiling now, his complexion was very bad, "The biggest difficulty is time."

"There's still time."

"Ok, I know."

Liu Gong picked up Mu Xia's notebook and flipped through it. After making sure that her train of thought was okay, he put it back and said, "If you need help, please feel free to contact me."

Mucha was grateful, "Thank you Liu Gong."

"You're welcome." Liu Gong smiled and went back to his station.

Zhang Chi, who had his back to Gong Liu, saw him coming back, slid the chair over, and asked him, "Continue to tune?"

Liu Gong turned on the phone, "It will be suspended for two days, I have a more urgent job temporarily inserted in my hand, you should first correct the problems you found in the past few days."

Zhang Chi glanced at Mucha subconsciously, and said, "Okay."

Time flies.

In the blink of an eye, it's the second week - get off work.

Strictly stand in front and clap your hands to remind everyone, "The first review will be the day after tomorrow. Everyone, pay attention to the time. If you haven't finished it, you must finish it tonight. The test will be finalized tomorrow."

After strictly speaking, Mu Xia's tester ran over with a smile and asked her, "Mu Gong, how is the progress of the real-time monitoring?"

Xiaoxiao is a very shy girl, but she works very neatly. She said that the "test passed" function has never had any problems. She discovered the bug of losing data this time.

Mucha held the mouse, and shook his head regretfully, "It's almost - I'm sure it will be finished tonight, but tomorrow I have to work hard and you and I will work overtime together."

"It's okay." Xiaoxiao took a pack of snacks from her station to Mucha, and used a joking tone to distract her from the pressure, "I tested your code recently, and there are too few problems. I can't even write in my daily newspaper. I just have to work overtime. Supplementary performance."

Mu Xia thanked her for her understanding, and after sending Le Qian a WeChat message saying that she would not go back at night, she immediately went to work.

----

The office area in the middle of the night was quiet, and it was so cold that one's bones ached.

Mucha didn't eat at night, and now his hands were shaking with hunger.

She ran to the pantry to pour a cup of coffee, and when she came back, she smiled at the snacks she gave to relieve her hunger, but the more she ate, the hungrier she became, her stomach constricted and uncomfortable.

I held my breath for a while, but the discomfort still did not subside.

Mucha leaned over on his lap, put his arms on his stomach, and tiptoed up and down.

Suddenly, there were slow and regular footsteps behind him.

Most of the voice was covered by the carpet, very soft.

Mucha thought who it might be, sat up in surprise and turned around.

Sure enough, it was Han Qingshi, who appeared with a warm body, carrying a packing bag she was already very familiar with—the packing bag in Wei Zhen's homestay.

"I'm not here, did I not eat again?" Han Qingshi turned the question into a statement.

Mucha stuck out her tongue, quietly hid the unfinished coffee, and said, "It's time for a snack."

Han Qing hummed disapprovingly, and took out all the food.

When Mu Xia looked at Han Qing with a cool expression, he took the initiative to talk, "Sister Wei Zhen is still up so late?"

Han Qingshi, "I pulled it up to do it."

- In a word, Mu Xia felt even more guilty.

How many people did she alarmed by working overtime alone?

Well it's almost over.

Going through tonight will be a little easier.

It's just...tonight was a tough one.

"Ah Shi." Mushalala pulled Han Qingshi's clothes and said flatteringly, "Can you stop accompanying me tonight? I might stay all night."

Han Qingshi's tone was calm, but his attitude was extremely firm, "No."

"But you've been with me for several days." When Mu Xia looked at Han Qing who was sitting next to her, she felt very uncomfortable, and couldn't control her words, "I get off work at twelve o'clock, you take me Go home, after cleaning up, it will be past one o'clock; I will go to bed at one o'clock, and you will wait for me to fall asleep before I can rest assured to sleep; I finish my work at three o'clock, and it is too late, so you just hug me and lie down I make do on the sofa in the office, but I’m always afraid that I’ll fall, so I can’t even sleep well for a few hours. Ah Shi, isn’t it hard to fall in love like this?”

Han Qingshi's expression didn't change at all, she put the only -- the pair of bowls and chopsticks in front of Mucha, raised her head, her smile was as sweet as ever even if it was tired, "What about you? Do you think it's hard to fall in love with me? "

Mu Xia shook her head without hesitation, "It's not hard work, it's not hard work at all." On the contrary, Han Qingshi's company, no matter morning or evening, will definitely appear every late night is the biggest motivation for her to survive until now.

"Ashi, I just feel sorry for you." Mucha told the truth, "Dating a relationship is a very easy thing, but I made it harder for you than before."

Han Qingshi leaned his arms on the edge of the table and leaned his head up so that he could see Mu Xia's hidden pitiful expression with his lowered eyes, then flicked his finger on her forehead, laughing at her thoughtfully, "I just took over GN Compared with those two years, the hard work of being with you is not hard work at all, besides, it is a rare happiness for me that someone can keep it in my heart, so how can I feel hard work?"

Mu Xia was distracted by Han Qingshi's words, and weepingly took her hand and wiped away her tears, "I really like you now, without you, I don't know what to do."

The 'hypocritical' she blurted out was like shrapnel, plucking the long-silent chord in Han Qingshi's heart, and the melodious rhythm reverberated in her chest with provocative tremors.

She hooked Mucha's chair, pulled her in front of her, straightened up, kissed her wet eyes, on her eyelids, and said softly: "Then I will always be with you."

----

After dinner, Han Qing went to get Mucha's notebook as usual, intending to take her upstairs to keep warm.

Who knew that Mucha refused to go up with her on the grounds of 'satisfaction with warmth and desire for lust'.

Han Qing understood her urgency and didn't force her. He just wrapped the down jacket he bought that night around her body and said, "Go find me when you're tired."

Mucha—I don't feel tired at all, she seems to be in good spirits now.

Time - minutes - seconds to go.

Upstairs, Han Qing was lying on the sofa, without turning on the lights, the office was quiet and warm, but she was still tossing and turning, her thoughts always wandering downstairs.

After finishing her work at night, she didn't go back to GN right away, and went directly to the hotel to ask Wei Zhen to make dinner for Mucha.

Wei Zhen's sweet dreams were disturbed, she kept cursing and swearing non-stop, saying that she was looking for a girlfriend, as if she was looking for an ancestor, she didn't dare to beat, scold, or even help.

At that time, she felt that Wei Zhen's words were superficial, and she didn't understand the joy of being in it at all.

Now, she actually thinks it makes sense.

A girlfriend who is too strong will make her feel that she has nowhere to use her strength.

"Heh." Han Qingshi laughed helplessly.

I just hope that this project will end as soon as possible, otherwise she will really lose her selfishness and start it herself.

Downstairs, after Mucha self-tested the last function point, his mind suddenly went blank.

Really done.

Half a month's workload was completed in less than one week.

The hand holding the mouse was shaking, wanting to scream.

The body leans back, pressing on the soft down jacket.

Mucha immediately stood up and ran towards the elevator as fast as he could.

She couldn't wait to tell Han Qingshi the good news.

"Ashi! I made it!" Mucha pushed open the door and shouted out of breath.

Han Qingshi waited for too long, and when he heard her voice, he immediately sat up and came over to turn on the light.

The sharp light quickly illuminated Han Qingshi's vision.

Mucha stood a few steps away from her, his face was full of excitement and joy, but his eyes were surprisingly red.

She had been under the weight too long when she was young.

Han Qingshi's heart ached.

She walked up to Mucha quickly, trying to calm her down.

The words came to my lips, but I couldn't pick out a satisfactory word.

When emotions explode, words are the most powerless.

So, Han Qingshi gently held Mu Xia's wrist, pulled her towards him, and then closed the door behind her, forcing her to step back step by step.

Retired until there was no way to retreat, raised his hand to hook her neck, and covered his lips.

The sudden kiss stunned Mu Xia for a moment, and then responded with a hotter than raging fire.

He pressed her heavily with his tongue and sucked kisses non-stop, causing pain at the root of Han Qing's tongue when he pulled her.

She resisted not retreating, but opened her mouth completely, to meet Mucha's disorderly collision.

Tongues churned intimately, sniffing intertwined.

So it still doesn't feel real.

Mu Xia pressed Han Qingshi's shoulders with his arms, shrinking the distance between them even closer.

Such an intimate hug made Mu Xia clearly feel the vibration in Han Qingshi's chest.

With the rapid breathing, it bumped into her violent heartbeat rhythmically.

"Bang!" Mu Xia turned back and pressed Han Qing on the door panel, and pulled off her hand hooked on the back of her neck. Instead, she put her fingertips on the side of her neck, supported her chin with her thumb, and kissed her lips delicately— Then deepen it, then the beautiful earlobes, and then the neck that will make her forget herself.

The light and soft down jacket slipped off the shoulders quietly.

Without this layer of warm package, the intense heartbeat still couldn't be calmed down.

Mucha's kiss gradually became impatient, and her soft lips found the artery in Han Qingshi's neck, feeling its powerful beating.

Han Qingshi leaned against the door panel and cooperated with her patiently.

The deep love contained in the kiss is spreading wantonly.

Then accumulate rapidly in the blood vessels.

Han Qingshi raised his head, his lips, which were more colorful than lipstick, were slightly parted, his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, and he couldn't see clearly.

The body felt like it was going to explode.

There was no mirror in front of her, so she couldn't see her own expression, but she was sure that her eyes must be red at this moment.

Trapped—holding rampant strange emotions.

She felt that Mucha's hand was moving down the back of her shoulder, pinching the tightly buttoned shirt.

Most of the time, Mu Xia's movements are very regular, and occasionally he can't restrain himself to show a slight flaw-twist lightly, or hold Han Qingshi's clothes tightly.

This kind of uncertainty caused Han Qingshi to feel anxious about being held up in mid-air.

Very uncomfortable.

She lowered her eyelashes, moved her body, looked at Mu Xia who was earnestly kissing her earlobe, and whispered, "Xia Xia, do whatever you want."

Mucha froze and stopped there for a long time, the chaotic breathing was no longer the incense that Han Qing often used, but another kind of fascinating attraction.

She shook her hands in this crazy fragrance, and said against her will: "I just want to kiss you."

Han Qingshi, "...um."

Mu Xia reminisced about Han Qing's slower and lower voice than usual, and couldn't help but clenched her clothes tighter, occasionally pulling them tentatively.

When the extreme heat in front of you meets the shivering cold at your fingertips.

Han Qing suddenly hugged Mu Xia tightly, and squeezed out a slow moan from between his lips.