Junior Bamboo Horse is a squeamish beauty

His whole body was exhausted, his body and legs were covered with yellow mud, and the rubber shoes were so muddy that the original color could not be seen.

Ji Xiaohuan saw that everyone was so tired that they were about to fall asleep in the car, and finally decided to cancel the plan to go out to eat together at night, and instead went back to the hotel to rest, and then ordered takeaway to be delivered to everyone's hotel room.

As soon as Ji Xiaohuan returned to the room, he took a shower in the bathroom.

The hot water splashed onto Ji Xiaohuan's body, and Ji Xiaohuan felt that he finally took a breath today.

Today, his workload is much greater than that of other staff members.

Because he not only has to walk and investigate, but also listens carefully to the opinions of people from all walks of life, and then summarizes everyone's opinions into the most perfect one and tells Xiao Yang to record it.

This real estate project is very large, and it is very important to Muyue Group, and every detail must be controlled in place.

But today is a rainy day, the view is not good, and the road conditions are not good, Ji Xiaohuan needs to gather all his energy to check every detail carefully.

Even though he has good physical strength, he was very tired all the way.

After 15 minutes, Ji Xiaohuan walked out of the bathroom after taking a shower.

He was wearing a white bathrobe, with wet hair drooping on his forehead, holding a white towel in his hand to wipe his hair back and forth, and walked into the living room to pour himself a glass of water.

When Ji Xiaohuan raised his head and saw the clock in the living room, he was stunned for a moment.

He collected himself and looked at the time carefully, only to realize that it was already past nine o'clock in the evening.

A clock hung on the wall ticking away.

Ji Xiaohuan frowned, immediately stopped wiping his hair, turned around and walked to the laundry room, and took out his mobile phone from the pocket of the windbreaker.

It is already past nine o'clock in the evening, and Kuang Mu should have left work long ago.

According to Kuang Mu's temperament, as long as he got off work, he would definitely be eager to send messages to him, but Ji Xiaohuan didn't receive any messages or calls today.

Ji Xiaohuan tapped his phone.

The screen of the mobile phone was completely dark, and there was no response.

It's his phone that's dead...

Ji Xiaohuan realized something, took a deep breath, and started looking for the phone charging cable.

Ji Xiaohuan took a quick tour around the hotel room, and suddenly realized that his suitcase was taken out of the car by Xiao Yang in the first place, but now it is in Xiao Yang's room and has not been brought over.

Ji Xiaohuan immediately walked quickly to the landline in the guest room, pressed a few numbers with his index finger, and picked up the receiver of the phone.

Xiao Yang answered the phone very quickly.

"Hello, who is it?"

"it's me."

Xiao Yang paused immediately when he heard Ji Xiaohuan's voice, and said, "Mr. Ji, what do you need?"

Ji Xiaohuan supported the desk of the landline with his hands, and said, "Is my luggage with you, please send it to me for a while."

"Oh, okay." Xiao Yang responded immediately, "Mr. Ji, I'll send it over later."

After Xiao Yang was about to hang up the phone, Ji Xiaohuan immediately added: "As soon as possible."

Xiao Yang's hotel room is just one floor behind Ji Xiaohuan's.

After he hung up the phone, he knocked on Ji Xiaohuan's door with his suitcase within 2 minutes.

Xiao Yang was also a little anxious.

Ji Xiaohuan was rarely in a hurry to ask for something, so Xiao Yang felt that there must be some important documents in the suitcase, so he didn't dare to delay a bit.

Ji Xiaohuan opened the door of the room almost at the same time as the door knocked, then he took the suitcase from Xiao Yang's hand and said, "Thank you."

After finishing speaking, Ji Xiaohuan put the suitcase on the ground, opened the suitcase, and started looking for things from the side of the suitcase.

Xiao Yang stood where he was, and hadn't left yet.

He watched Ji Xiaohuan frowned and searched in the box, and asked impatiently: "Mr. Ji, are you looking for something important? Do you need me to help you?"

In Xiao Yang's mind, as long as Ji Xiaohuan can find something like this, it must be something like a USB flash drive that stores important company documents.

But Ji Xiaohuan didn't even raise his head.

I saw him take out a slender white line from the suitcase and said, "Charging line."

Ji Xiaohuan stood up, walked quickly to the sofa in the living room, charged up the phone, then held the phone in his hand, stared at the phone with a slight frown, as if anxiously waiting for the phone to turn on.

Xiao Yang didn't react for a while, so he let out an ah.

Only then did Ji Xiaohuan realize that there was still a person standing at the door, he turned his head and looked at Xiao Yang expressionlessly.

Xiao Yang reacted immediately, bowed his waist and said repeatedly: "President Ji, I'm leaving first, you should have a good rest at night, good night."

After speaking, Xiao Yang immediately closed the door.

The living room returned to silence.

Looking at the mobile phone in his hand, Ji Xiaohuan felt a rare feeling of anxiety in his heart.

His fingers were placed on the armrest of the sofa, and he unconsciously touched the armrest.

Generally, as long as the mobile phone consumes enough power to automatically shut down, it needs to wait five to six minutes before it can be turned on when it is charged next time.

Ji Xiaohuan stared at the phone screen, never felt that five or six minutes was so long.

His patience, which has always been abundant, was almost worn out during the five or six minutes of waiting.

Finally, when Ji Xiaohuan was about to stand up, the screen of the phone turned on.

Accompanied by a burst of music, the screen jumped to the lock screen interface.

Before Ji Xiaohuan came and entered the password, a series of text messages and notifications of incoming text messages began to pop up on the screen.

Ji Xiaohuan looked at the information and quickly slid his finger on the screen.

Ji Xiaohuan is very busy at work, and there are many people who send him text messages and call him, so Ji Xiaohuan quickly looks for Kuang Mu's information in some text messages.

Kuang Mu sent Ji Xiaohuan a text message when he got off work in the afternoon.

—Bro, I’m home.

Ji Xiaohuan didn't reply to him, Kuang Mu just pretended that Ji Xiaohuan was busy and didn't continue to post, but obediently took a photo of himself during dinner to report to Ji Xiaohuan.

——Brother, it’s my dinner. What did you have for dinner?

A message was sent after seven o'clock.

Ji Xiaohuan was off work at the usual time, and there was nothing to do, but Ji Xiaohuan still didn't reply to Kuang Mu.

Kuang Mu lost his temper before waiting for Ji Xiaohuan's reply, he sent two short messages in a row, and then started calling Ji Xiaohuan.

On average, one call is made every 10 minutes.

And the last call was 5 minutes ago.

Ji Xiaohuan closed his eyes and took a breath, took the phone, and tapped on Kuang Mu's phone.

The call came back.

During the two seconds of waiting for the call to connect, Ji Xiaohuan felt the veins on his forehead twitch.

As soon as the phone beeped, it was connected immediately.

"Brother..." Kuang Mu called out eagerly, his voice trembling.

Ji Xiaohuan immediately responded, "I'm here."

"..."

Then Kuang Mu on the phone fell silent.

There was only the sound of Kuang Mu's heavy breathing on the phone, as if he had just been running.

Ji Xiaohuan frowned, and before waiting for his brother's voice for a long time, he called out first: "Yue'er."

Kuang Mu stopped breathing.

He snorted and shouted again: "Brother..."

There was a cry full of tears.

When Ji Xiaohuan heard Kuang Mu's cry, his sitting posture leaning on the sofa straightened up, and he slowly sat up and said, "Yue'er, I'm here."

On the other side of the phone, Kuang Mu gasped a few times, tried his best to suppress his crying, and asked, "Brother, is it raining heavily in Yaohan City today..."

"Correct."

"Then why don't you answer my phone..."

"..."

"It's raining so much in Yaohan City, I'm worried about you..."

Kuang Mu's voice trembled every now and then, those cries were like vines entangled Ji Xiaohuan's heart, Ji Xiaohuan's heart trembled after hearing it.

Kuang Mu has always been careful.

This kind is innate, just like Kuang Mu when he was a child.

When Ji Xiaohuan was eight or nine years old, he loved going out to play. Usually, Ji Xiaohuan would go home for dinner at six o'clock in the evening, so Kuang Mu would accept that Ji Xiaohuan would go home at six o'clock in the evening.

Once Ji Xiaohuan didn't come home at six o'clock in the evening, Kuang Mu would run around the house in a hurry, crying and holding the phone to call Ji Xiaohuan.

Ji Xiaohuan was very naughty when he was a child, even Ji Mingyi couldn't control him, and he didn't bother to control what time he would go home.

But that's the way it is, Ji Xiaohuan was stunned because Kuang Mu controlled him to death.

There were two times when Ji Xiaohuan came home late, and Ji Mingyi didn't know which friend's house Ji Xiaohuan had fooled around with, so Kuang Mu sat at home worrying and crying, no one could coax him, so he wanted his brother.

Kuang Mu fell ill one after another.

He had a high fever, talked in his sleep, and stayed in the hospital for a week.

Then Ji Mingyi and Yan Minhui gave Ji Xiaohuan a scolding because of this incident, and put him in confinement for a week.

From then on, Ji Xiaohuan never dared to play outside late, for fear of making the little ancestor at home cry.

But now Kuang Mu is already doing psychological treatment, and other conditions have improved a lot.

He is much happier every day now, and his appetite has also increased.

But those habits have not changed since I was a child.

Ji Xiaohuan used to get off work at seven o'clock, so Kuang Mu couldn't find Ji Xiaohuan's people at seven o'clock in the evening and he would start thinking wildly.

It rained heavily in Yaohan City, Ji Xiaohuan went to the construction site, the construction site was very dangerous, Ji Xiaohuan did not answer his phone...

Once these series of things take shape in Kuang Mu's mind, they are like a nightmare that cannot be shaken off. The more he thinks about it, the more afraid he becomes.

He wished he could directly book a plane ticket to find Ji Xiaohuan.

And it wasn't until Ji Xiaohuan's phone call just now, and Kuang Mu heard Ji Xiaohuan's voice again, that he felt that the unrest in his heart, as well as the emotions that tortured his palpitations, were all calmed down. .

After all these emotions passed, when Kuang Mu felt his brother's tenderness, what followed was grievances, big, big grievances, overwhelming grievances, and tears fell from his grievances.

He was really spoiled by his brother.

Ji Xiaohuan just left in the morning, and now he has only been away for more than ten hours, but Kuang Mu started crying uncontrollably while holding the phone.

Ji Xiaohuan listened to his younger brother's soft sobs, and sat on the sofa with a deep sigh.

Kuang Mu has always been particularly sensitive, he knows something.

What's more, he is still out of town and can't see Kuang Mu.

So much so that Ji Xiaohuan now thinks of the scene where Kuang Mu just called him at home alone, but got no response, and began to cry anxiously at home, Ji Xiaohuan's heart is throbbing along with it.

He wanted to hug his younger brother to coax him, but he couldn't touch him.

Ji Xiaohuan closed his eyes and rolled his Adam's apple, coaxing his younger brother in a low voice, "Yue'er, it's my fault, I'm too busy today, my phone is out of battery and I couldn't receive your call."

Kuang Mu took a few breaths on the phone, but didn't answer, and was still panting softly.

"Stop crying, okay, I will never do this in the future."

"..."

"Moon?"

"..."

Kuang Mu didn't speak again.

Holding the phone, Ji Xiaohuan frowned.

He pissed off his brother again.

Ji Xiaohuan was silent for a while, then called out to the phone: "My wife."

Sure enough, Kuang Mu's crying and panting on the phone stopped immediately.

Ji Xiaohuan's voice was low and deep, and it was transmitted through the receiver of the mobile phone. The voice was so pleasant that it pierced Kuang Mu's heart precisely like an arrow.

Kuang Mu's hand squeezed the phone tightly.

He originally called Ji Xiaohuan while sitting on the sofa, but now he felt numb and weak from the waist down, and he couldn't even sit still.

For so long, Ji Xiaohuan only called him his wife twice.

The first time was when Ji Xiaohuan quit smoking a month ago which made him angry, and the second time is now.

Kuang Mu's heart started to thump, and most of the grievances just now were dispelled by Ji Xiaohuan's cry.

Kuang Mu is worthless in front of his brother.

Obviously when Ji Xiaohuan didn't answer his phone at the beginning, his stomach hurt so anxiously, he cried angrily and told himself that if his brother came to look for him later, he would definitely ignore him.

But now that Ji Xiaohuan called him that, he forgot what he was angry with just now.

Kuang Mu was coaxed into a daze by his brother, and he even thought it was worthwhile for his brother to call him his wife if he loses his temper...

"Honey, I was wrong, I will never not answer your calls in the future." Ji Xiaohuan's voice was still low, assuring Kuang Mu.

Kuang Mu bit his lower lip, and with unfinished crying in his throat, he let out a soft thank you.

Hearing his younger brother's cat-like voice, Ji Xiaohuan couldn't help smiling, and continued coaxing: "Then my wife won't be angry with me, okay?"

Kuang Mu's body was so weak that he couldn't straighten up, so he didn't have any anger.

Just now his heart was swollen with grievances and petty temper, like a small balloon, but when Ji Xiaohuansheng's wife came out, it was like a steel needle, and gently pricked his little balloon .

All the air in the balloon ran away.

Kuang Mu twisted the corners of his pajamas with his fingertips, his twisted fingertips were glowing bright red, and he tried his best to suppress the softness in his heart.

He didn't agree to Ji Xiaohuan directly, but held the phone tightly in his hand, and used his brother's love for him to bargain for his brother.

"Then you have to sleep with me all the time tonight..." Kuang Mu was crying a lot just now, but now he stopped crying, but his voice was still choking, it sounded aggrieved and cute.

"Okay." Ji Xiaohuan responded with a smile.

"You can't hang up on my phone..."

"it is good."