The cp of the male god of abstinence is a super A boss

He Jiao chatted with his mother for a while, and probably knew what was going on.

It turned out that Brother Qi Yao's mother knew a friend from the research institute and knew that they were doing experiments on artificial dolls.

Something like genetic programming.

Inasha didn't know the details, she just heard about it casually.

He Jiao said that he is still a child now, and he doesn't think about it so quickly.

Naturally, his mother wouldn't force him, she just said it casually, in case he wants it later, it's also a way out.

When He Jiao was going to cook that day, Lan Qing sent him a message saying, "I have a party tonight, so I can't go back. You can order takeaway instead of cooking it yourself."

To be honest, Lan Qing was worried about what he would cook for himself, blowing up the kitchen was the second priority, and making himself loose was the main point.

He Jiao replied to him with a smile: "Don't worry, husband, I will never cook...then you want to drink tonight?"

Lan Qing: "It should be a matter of the project department."

He Jiao: "Then drink less, I'll wait for you at home."

Lan Qing: "Okay."

As a result, that night, Lan Qing didn't come home until after one o'clock in the evening.

When He Jiao came out of the room, he saw his suit jacket hanging on his hand, two holes in his shirt, and his tie didn't know where to go.

"Honey...have you been taken advantage of?" He Jiao immediately came over and hugged him, the smell of alcohol and tobacco was particularly pungent.

"No, I drank too much. It's hot. I took it off myself." Lan Qing threw the coat on the sofa and hugged him.

People are a little unsteady.

If it wasn't for He Jiao's strength, the two of them would have fallen to the ground.

He Jiao helped him into the room, took off his clothes and pants for him, and Lan Qing lay on the bed in a daze.

He Jiao wiped his face and body with a hot towel.

"Don't take a bath if you drink too much, I'll wipe it off for you." He Jiao wiped him off, then took the pajamas and put them on for him.

I don't know how much he drank, and he was lying on the bed without moving.

He Jiao moved him to sleep on the pillow.

Cover him with a quilt.

He threw his changed clothes into the washing machine.

I saw lipstick on his white shirt, but it wasn't a complete lip print, as if wiping his mouth with his shirt.

He Jiao frowned, who is this bold enough to seduce his brother?

He Jiao turned into a little detective by the way, and went to look through Lan Qing's phone.

Many new friends have been added to his WeChat.

There are men and women, and brother Lan Qing's remarks are also very clear, Chen Guang, the manager of the business department, Li Wei, a staff member of the personnel department, and Zhang Hua, the director of the second office of the business department.

He Jiao laughed when he saw it, he was really a serious and serious president.

He Jiao flipped through the contact list and then the chat history.

From top to bottom, one by one.

Apart from some polite words to the newcomers, most of them were written between the lines to inquire about his personal privacy.

For example: "A high-achieving student of University A, must have been chased by many people before? Have you talked about it many times?"

Another example: "Xiao Lan is so young and handsome, there must be a lot of people chasing her, do you have a date?"

And Lan Qing's answer is always: "I have a partner, and I am preparing to get married."

He Jiao smiled as he watched, and then he was so happy that he crawled over and hugged Lan Qing's brother for a kiss.

Such a secure boyfriend is really excellent——

At this time, a friend with a woman's profile picture sent a message.

"Lan Qing, are you home yet?"

He Jiao looked at the previous chat records between the two of them.

This woman is the director of their office. Looking at the photos in Moments, she should be a 35-year-old woman.

In the circle of friends, if you don't post about your husband or your children, you can't tell if you are married.

He Jiao replied to her: "I'm back."

She immediately returned: "That's good, go to bed early, it doesn't matter if you come later tomorrow, I will ask you to take the morning off."

He Jiao replied: "Okay, thank you."

She replied: "What are you polite? Where do you live? Do you live alone? Call me if you need help. You drank a lot tonight. Are you feeling unwell now? Do you want me to take care of you? "

He Jiao let out a heck, after talking so much, he just wanted to come to their house!

He Jiao replied: "No need, I'm going to sleep."

She replied: "Okay, see you tomorrow."

He Jiao: "Okay."

For the sake of his brother's morning vacation, he didn't say anything to him that shouldn't be said.

After He Jiao charged his phone, he got into Lan Qing's bed and hugged him to sleep.

Perhaps feeling the warmth around him, Lan Qing turned around and hugged him.

Without opening his eyes, he lowered his head and kissed him casually, just like sleepwalking, right on his forehead.

He Jiao raised his head and kissed him on the lips.

"Good night, brother."

The next day, Lan Qing's biological clock woke him up.

He felt that he was going to be late, he moved, and the person in his arms woke up.

Lan Qing patted He Jiao's head, trying to comfort him and let him continue to sleep.

He Jiao narrowed his eyes and said, "You don't need to go in the morning."

"Huh?" Lan Qing didn't quite understand.

He Jiao got into his arms, hugged him coquettishly and said, "Hug—"

Lan Qing smiled and hugged him tightly.

"What time did I come back last night?" Lan Qing was a little confused.

"One or two o'clock, a woman asked you to take the morning off."

"Really?" Lan Qing took a look at the phone, and after confirming that it was true, she put down the phone, hugged He Jiao and continued to sleep, "Then sleep for a while."

"Hmm—" He Jiao closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

The two of them slept until noon.

When Lan Qing got up, she went to take a shower and wash her hair first. Her hair had absorbed a lot of the smell of tobacco, alcohol and the stale air in the box, and it stinks very badly.

When he came out of the bathroom, he saw He Jiao lying on the quilt with his legs bare.

The legs were long, white, straight, and slender.

This early in the morning, I used this scene to tease him.

He came and climbed into bed and patted him.

"Get up, Pikachu, what do you want to eat? I'll go out and buy."

He Jiao pouted his ass.

"Picagio wants to eat non-spicy snail noodles—"

"Don't embarrass the owner of the snail noodles so much. If you want rice noodles, I'll buy them and cook them." Lan Qing said.

"Okay—" He Jiao turned around and hugged his neck to push him down, pouted and kissed him on the face.

"I think you just don't want to eat noodles." Lan Qing turned him down with a smile, and kissed his lips before he could speak.

He Jiao smiled and hugged him.

In the end, I could only order takeaway.

Lan Qing also didn't want to waste time by going out to buy groceries.

After two o'clock in the afternoon, Lan Qing reluctantly went out to go to work.

Clock in at three o'clock.

He Jiao continued to lie dead at home.

Tie the waist massager to your waist, massage first——