What should I do if I pretend to be a girl online to the president of the company?

For a moment, Jing Mu felt that he was the protagonist of a certain novel, and was being manipulated by the author at will, otherwise, how could there be such a wicked thing in the world?

He took a step forward and moved forward, his lips hesitated for a while, and said, "Are you sure you didn't do it on purpose?"

The audience in the audience didn't hold back, and replied one after another: "Is it intentional? Do you want to do it?"

Most of the guests sitting in the guest seats are friends in the circle, and they are all young. It is really a mountain higher than a mountain.

Jing Mu smiled helplessly and remained silent.

If he proposes in public now, wouldn't he be tied to death and Sheng Xing?

In the future, if you don't get married and break up, won't you be gossiped about?

Jing Mu pondered for a while, then looked away, with a sweet smile on his face, as if pleading.

"Forget about the proposal. Although it's my sister's wedding, it's not good to steal the limelight. Today's protagonists are two newcomers."

"Also, such a big event as a marriage proposal can't be done hastily, can it? You have to make careful preparations."

"Also, I, Jing Mu, will never accept other people's marriage proposals in this life, only I propose to others."

As soon as the voice fell, the audience in the audience became excited.

"Wuhu! Does Mumu want to be an attacker?"

"Mumu, the face of the god behind you is very dark."

Jing Mu didn't look back, he glanced around the audience, and finally saw the host who had been waiting for a long time rushing over in the crowd.

Jing Mu was overjoyed, and immediately changed the subject: "The host is here, if possible, please forgive Sheng Xing, right? A marriage proposal won't work."

"And he was dragged up by me today, it's already a big risk to come to act."

"So let's change the punishment? It's a little simpler."

Jing Mu glanced at the dark-faced man behind him from the corner of his eye, and began to give in to the audience, pleading softly.

The audience also looked at each other in blank dismay: "It turns out that Mu Mu also protects her husband~"

Jing Mu laughed a few times, and urged: "Think quickly."

Perhaps it was because Shenxing was not an insider, so everyone didn't dare to be cruel, so they hesitated for a long time.

In the end, the true love fan of Shenxing who came out of nowhere stood up in full view of everyone: "Since everyone is silent, can I ask the great god of Shenxing to post Weibo?"

There was silence for a second or two, and the audience began to echo: "Okay, just post on Weibo, and start the ceremony quickly, I can't wait to see the bride."

The matter came to an end amidst the uproar, and Shengxing promised to post a new Weibo post after the wedding.

Jing Mu looked at the host who was meeting, and finally heaved a sigh of relief, and slowly walked off the stage, his ankles were a little weak.

Because I haven't stood for a long time for a long time, I am really not used to it at the moment.

In the voice of the host, the lights of the entire infield were dimmed, and the sound of the stereo echoed back and forth in the spacious infield.

Jingmu thought it was noisy, so he knocked Mimi into the changing room behind the infield, turned on the air conditioner in the changing room, and let the air blow on it.

"What else do you want to do later?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Jing Mu turned to look at Sheng Xing who was leaning against the door: "When did you come in?"

Shengxing: "Just now."

Jing Mu's gaze quickly swept over Shengxing, and then his eyes relaxed: "I'll go back after dinner."

"Ah."

"Thank you for today." Jing Mu lowered his head, staring at the lights reflected on the ground in a daze.

Shengxing gently: "Huh?"

It's a question sentence, and it seems that I didn't hear it clearly.

Jing Mu raised his head slightly, and finally looked at the sentence that came out of the atmosphere, and now he was deliberately asked by the other party, but he became embarrassed.

He stammered a bit: "Just...thank you."

The temperature of Jingmu's ear tip was slightly higher.

He lowered his eyes, the light refracted on the ground was blocked by a pair of black shoes.

The unique peppermint fragrance is instantly transmitted to the brain, along with the popular words.

"Just a thank you? I made a great sacrifice for you."

Jing Mu suddenly raised his head, facing the man's crotch.

As soon as he blushed, he pulled his chair and stepped back a little.

What is this man doing standing so close?We almost ran into each other.

Jing Mu sighed, and replied: "What sacrifice? Could it be the first time you have kissed someone with tongue?"

Shengxing kept his mouth shut, and the eyes in his eyes dimmed a bit.

Jing Mu was startled: "No way?"

"Hasn't Ben San's supernatural being kissed before? Is this your first time?"

Jing Mu suddenly became interested, and while smiling, he captured the change of his mood on Sheng Xing's face with scrutinizing eyes.

Shengxing still didn't speak, and the gaze that was looking directly at Jingmu was slightly dodged: "Is it funny?"

Jing Mu was in an inexplicable mood, and he didn't understand why this joy came from, but he just couldn't restrain it.

"Sorry, just a little happy."

"So, Mr. Sheng is actually a virgin who has never had a girlfriend?" Jing Mu didn't shy away.

Shengxing also became serious: "I think sex relationships should be based on feelings."

Jing Mu nodded meaningfully: "Oh~ I thought you couldn't do it, but I didn't expect it to be just old-fashioned."

Shengxing's eyes dimmed, like a ferocious beast on the verge of running amok, he asked loudly, "Stupid thinking? Do you have friends with benefits?"

Jing Mu took a few breaths, with the corners of his mouth raised, he opened the door of the changing room without looking back, and said slowly before taking a step: "Of course."

As soon as Shengxing stopped breathing, his eyes turned red.

He wanted to catch Jing Mu and ask him clearly, but he found that the other party had already been surrounded by a group of guests and had already sat on the wine table.

Probably because he hasn't drunk for a long time, Jing Mu can feel that his alcohol capacity is not as good as before.

After just drinking more than two cups, the whole person began to feel dizzy.

The ceremony was over, the guests had almost left, and Jingmu was already drunk, and he had successfully entered the first stage of drunkenness - the obedient wood.

He looked at Sheng Xing who had been silent since he was on the table, reached out and shook his shoulder lightly, with a cute tone; "Xing Xing, shall we go home?"

Shengxing stood up without saying a word.

Jing Mu stretched out his hand to grab the corner of the man's clothes, groaned twice, looked around, and said aggrievedly, "Why is my wheelchair missing?"

"How do I get home?"

Jing Mu's eyes were full of anxiety, and the blush brought by the alcohol looked like he had cried.

Shengxing was still angry at first, but when he saw the child who was showing his teeth and claws become cute, he immediately softened his heart.

"Your foot is healed, don't you remember?" Shengxing bent over and stretched out his hand to support Jingmu.

Jing Mu turned his head, and said softly, "But my foot still hurts, how can it be cured?"

Shengxing was startled suddenly, squatted down, and asked nervously, "Where does it hurt?"

Before he raised his head, Shengxing felt that there was an extra finger on the hair on the top of his head.

Then I heard Jing Mu say slowly, "You're going to be bald."

Shengxing stretched out his hand to cover the top of his head. Is the hairline so dangerous now that he is old?

Jing Mu couldn't help snickering a few times, then withdrew his hand and said, "Uncle Bald, will you hug me? Take me home and I'll tell you the secrets of hair growth."

Shengxing sighed, picked him up easily, and walked towards the parking lot.

Jing Mu's hand swayed with his steps, as if he was holding something.

Shengxing glanced at it, Jingmu in his arms smiled and said, "This is my baby, huh?"

Shengxing looked at Jingmu who was holding an unknown cylindrical object, and smiled helplessly.

After the Jingmu was settled, Shengxing sat on the seat and took a special look at the rearview mirror before driving.

The self in the mirror is still in full bloom, and the top of the hair is also normal. Where is the baldness?

Shengxing looked at Jingmu who was sleeping with his eyes closed in the co-pilot, and couldn't help but murmur when he reached out to fasten his seat belt: "Little liar, I'm not bald."

Jing Mu woke up suddenly, his tone was different from the previous one, and he entered the second stage of drunkenness, irritable wood.

"Who is the liar? You are the bald uncle. I have so much hair, but you have so little."

As Jing Mu said, he inserted his hand into his thick hair, triumphantly.

"Go home, I'll teach you how to grow your hair when you get home."

Shengxing's hand holding the steering wheel did not move for a long time, and his eyes fell on Jingmu's messy curly hair.

Compared with Jingmu's thick hair, he seems to be bald indeed.

home.

Jing Mu was the first to get out of the car, and he had already forgotten about the pain in his feet.

Without closing the car door, he rushed into the yard.

In Jingmu's line of sight, the plants and trees in the yard are all big brothers with tall legs and long legs.

One of them was particularly conspicuous, with white hair upturned and a black cloth bag tied in the middle.

Jing Mu's eyes lit up, and he walked over and hugged the pot of white hydrangea that came out of the greenhouse.

"Teacher Wutiao!"

"You're handsome!"

"Please take me to the High School of Conjuration."

After Shengxing parked the car, he saw Jingmu holding a pot of hydrangea with adoring expression on his face.

He strode up and said in a low voice, "It's hot outside, let's go in?"

Jing Mu glanced at Sheng Xing, pulled the black plastic bag from the hydrangea and put it on his head, and ran all over the yard: "I am Wujo Satoru."

Shengxing stood there in a daze for a long time.

Finally, he silently took out his mobile phone and took a few photos that made Jingmushe die for the rest of his life.

Shengxing huddled around for a long time, trying to pull Jingmu into the house, but the other party ran away after entering.

Shengxing had no other choice, so he said in a good voice, "Can you go in?"

Jing Mu looked at Sheng Xing and opened the garbage bag: "I see, let's go, I'll teach you the art of growing hair."

Suddenly becoming "serious" made Sheng Xing very uncomfortable.

Jing Mu, however, was arrogant and high-spirited, closing his eyes and heading towards the bedroom.

Shengxing heaved a sigh of relief, and went to the medicine cabinet to find the hangover medicine.

When I came back after taking the medicine, I saw Jingmu rolling on the bed that only needed to be mosaiced to pass the trial.

He has no clothing and is white.

The skin is smooth and tender visible to the naked eye, making people want to pinch it with their hands.

Shengxing still remembered Jingmu who was drunk and undressed back then, and thought that this time it would only drag one or two pieces, so he didn't take it to heart, and turned around to look at the current situation.

Fortunately, I just pulled him into the house, otherwise tomorrow's hot search headlines would be "Perverted Naked. Naked Mad King Wood".

While thinking about it, Shengxing involuntarily glanced at the body of the person on the bed.

I don't know if it's because Jing Mu drank the wine and tossed a few times, his fair skin suddenly began to turn faint red, like a peeled peach.

Shengxing felt hot in his lower abdomen for a while, his eyes began to wander, and he wanted to look away mentally, but his body didn't listen.

Under the stalemate, Shengxing simply closed his eyes and lifted the folded quilt aside, Jing Mu was completely covered in the quilt.

A certain Unrestrained Mu who had entered the third stage of undressing and was unwilling to be covered by something, kicked off the quilt with one foot.

Two thin white long legs fluttered in the air, Sheng Xing could see the small wood between Jing Mu's legs, looming, it shouldn't be too foul.

Suddenly, Shengxing felt two streams of heat on his face, bright red.

It's really disappointing. I've watched it several times, but still can't get used to it?

Shengxing sighed helplessly.

But he unhurriedly took out his mobile phone and took two blurry photos, which were not revealing but attractive enough.

Jing Mu lifted the quilt that was in the way, and jumped up from the bed: "Uncle bald, do you want a drink?"

Listening to Jingmu's words, Shengxing raised his eyes and put the phone aside.

Turn around and look back.

I saw Jing Mu triumphantly holding a white paper cup, which contained pure white liquid, which looked like water.

Shengxing swallowed, as if he was a little hungry, and then took a few big gulps.

The action was hasty, and after a few gulps, Sheng Xing realized it was wine.

Jing Mu smiled happily: "Is it delicious? I just secretly brought back a little bit. Where is my baby?"

Shengxing looked at the bedside table, it was a bottle of wine, and only then did he understand what the cylindrical thing Jingmu was carrying just now was.

Prevailing couldn't handle alcohol, let alone liquor, and he became a little dizzy after a while.

"Uncle bald, I'll teach you how to grow hair now, walk around."

Before Shengxing recovered, he was pushed into the bathroom by Jingmu.

Jing Mu got into the bathtub with ease, filled enough warm water, and finally soaked his whole body in it.

Several times, Shengxing was afraid that he would not be able to control himself, so he wanted to quit.

But as soon as he went out, he was beaten by Jingmu, and he "pleased" to come back.

"Uncle bald, come in, and I'll wash your hair for you."

"You'll grow a lot of hair tomorrow after washing it."

Sheng Xing didn't know if he was smoked by the mist in the bathroom or because of the alcohol, he slowly got into the bathtub and wrapped his arms around Jingmu's waist.

Pulled him to sit on his lap.

Jing Mu seemed particularly satisfied with this posture, and he washed his hair more carefully.

After rinsing off the forehead foam on the top of Shengxing's head, Jing Mu's lax eyes seemed to become clearer, holding Shengxing's face in his hands, he said.

"This face seems to be that old virgin who can't do it?"

The anger that Shengxing had managed to dissipate, this made him come back to his heart, recalling the thing about Jing Mu saying that he had friends with benefits.

Sheng Sheng's seductive bass echoed in the bathroom, and the end of his words was sharp: "I can't?"

"Well, yes." Jing Mu was not afraid of death at all, and was justified.

Shengxing squinted his eyes, and the emotion in his eyes gradually revealed, with a dangerous aura.

He asked back, "Really?"

Jing Mu nodded, not afraid of death at all.

Shengxing's eyes rolled, and the desire tainted by anger was slowly aroused, and he asked knowingly: "Is that someone who has friends with sex very powerful?"

Jing Mu was ignorant, but his voice was vigorous but he didn't know that the danger was close at hand: "Yes, I'm - super - severe - terrible."

The expression on Shengxing's face faded, and the desire to conquer and unwillingness were about to overflow, wishing to possess the person in front of him right away.

He was patient: "How many friends are there? Huh?"

"Male and female? Are they good-looking?"

"Prettier than me?"

"How about technology? Huh?"

A lot of questions made Jingmu unable to respond for a while, and after thinking about it, he only answered two: "It looks good, and its technology is also great."

Shengxing's hand pinching Jingmu's waist tightened slightly, but he was afraid of hurting him, so he loosened it in an instant.

"Really? What's your name? Do I know you?"

"You know me." Jing Mu said.

Shengxing couldn't suppress his anger, he gently put Jingmu on the edge of the bathtub, and looked down at him: "I know you?"

Shengxing's eyes were full of fire, as if he was about to throw down the prey in the next second, the hands supporting the bathtub slowly clenched into fists.

Wrapped in anger is desire, and desire is sexual desire.

He wanted to cover the aura left by other people on Jingmu, and he wanted to own this person.

Jing Mu looked at Sheng Xing, stretched out his white and clean hands from the water, and held them up to Sheng Xing's eyes, showing off.

"Look, that's it, you know it, right? It's my friend with benefits."

"Isn't it super pretty?"

The author has something to say: Gojo Satoru (from Curse Return Battle)

I still didn't fall asleep last night, and my stomach hurts today.

But the dizziness seems to be a little bit better~~ Still not able to write [-], but compared to the situation of writing [-] in a day yesterday, today is much better~ Thank you my dear readers, baby, I am not in a hurry. Woo.