Rebirth White Moonlight Fall in Love with Me

At around [-]:[-], Chuyang pushed through the clouds and shone on the mirrors on the outer layers of high-rise buildings. The road was still a little dark.

Yao Qu parked the car at the gate of Xiamei Group, rubbed his temples and sighed, and sent a message to Su Yu and Lu Jingze so that they don't have to worry.

When the security guard on duty saw Ji Huai, the tiredness he had just woken up was instantly dispelled.I watched helplessly as my CEO picked up a drunk "beauty with short hair" and got out of the car. Put the person on your shoulders and walk into the elevator.

The security guard took a second look at the tender white ankle that was exposed, and moved his Adam's apple.

Ji Huai's eyes turned cold when he entered the elevator, and he looked back at him.

The security guard immediately turned around and stroked the terrified little heart.

The elevator dinged.

Ji Huai carried the person on his shoulders into the office, the shutters were half closed, the dim sunlight did not fully shine in, and the light was not very good.

Not long ago, Cheng Jingze was thinking of drowning his sorrows with wine, looking for a man to spend the night in the spring night, but he didn't expect to meet an old acquaintance with a glass of wine, and the spirit burned a seed called ambiguity, which was about to take root and sprout. The big palm came out and smashed the glass, and the glass shards directly raised the ambiguous point between him and Lu Yang, and stabbed it to pieces.

And cause and effect are all Ji Huai.

Cheng Jingze didn't drink too much, and he even had an absolutely clear consciousness.But he racked his brains and couldn't figure out why he couldn't get out of Ji Huai's life-threatening shackles in his past and present lives.

He introspects in his sinking, avoids problems, and draws the ground as a prison.

Ji Huai threw him on the desk in the office and locked the door with his backhand.

Cheng Jingze took off the suit on his lap, threw it on the ground unceremoniously, raised his legs, his brows were a little drunk, his eyes flickered, he stared at the man's face, resting his face in his hands, and waited for it. What.

Ji Huai approached him, looking at him with deep and impenetrable eyes.

Both sides were silent, waiting for an explanation.

In the end, no one spoke, no one explained, and there was an answer in their hearts that they didn't want to think about.

Spread your thighs.

Open your mouth.

open arms.

The heart is close to the heart, but they refuse to look at each other.

to plunder.

to ask for.

When it was over, the man put on his shirt and tie.

Cheng Jingze's smile faded, watching the man turn the doorknob of the office, his eyes were playful.

"Satisfied?" he asked.

The man's fingertips trembled slightly, without turning his head, his deep voice was slightly chilly: "What do you mean?"

"Mr. Ji remember to pay the money." Cheng Jingze buttoned JK's shirt, "I'm very expensive."

As he spoke, he used the reflection of the window to observe the man's expression, and said softly: "I interrupted my good business last night, so it must be doubled."

"I will." The man's voice was a little hoarse.

Cheng Jingze's face turned cold.

The door slammed, and Ji Huai stepped out.

A few wisps of wind blew in from the window, and Cheng Jingze's thoughts of black threads were also blown away by the wind. A drop of water fell from the tip of his red eyes to his cheek. , flowing to the wound scratched by glass shards yesterday morning, this tiny sting became an overwhelming straw.

Play?Are you still playing?

Cheng Jingze asked himself, wouldn't he be humiliating himself by continuing to play?

People simply only regard themselves as MB.

The fiancés have all returned to China, and if they continue to play, they will break through the moral bottom line and become a mistress.

Cheng Jingze's eyes were dull, staring at his toes in a daze, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

It wasn't until my legs went numb and I stood up that I realized that my phone had rang eight hundred times.

It was Lu Yang calling.

Cheng Jingze's legs were a little numb, and he leaned on the table to move his steps, and picked it up: "Hello."

"Jingze..." Lu Yang sounded flustered, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Cheng Jingze sat on the sofa, rubbed his numb legs with one hand, and held his mobile phone with the other, "Didn't I tell you before? I'm an employee of Xiamei Group."

Lu Yang was obviously taken aback. He has been immersed in the business field for many years, and he is also used to winking. It is natural to see that Ji Huai's eyes for Cheng Jingze are not right, and the behavior between them is definitely not the ordinary boss should have a sense of proportion with his subordinates. , "Jingze, are you sure there is no problem? Where are you? I'll pick you up."

"No need." Cheng Jingze touched his neck covered with hickey marks. He didn't want his friends who haven't seen him for many years to see his embarrassment. I believe that with Lu Yang's intelligence and EQ, it is not difficult to guess what is involved.He just doesn't bother to tell people about his pain, it's tantamount to opening up a bloody wound for people to appreciate.

Lu Yang paused for two seconds, he understood, he didn't say anything else, he just said a few words to let him pay attention to his body, and we will meet again when he has time, then hung up the phone.

Cheng Jingze missed work.

When I returned to Ji Huai's home, I found that the landlord had already sent the things over.

He took a look at the fare to K city, economy class air ticket 580, high-speed rail ticket 380, bus 280, free ride [-].

Then, groping for flat pockets, booked a ride.

There are Dong Fei and Xiao Lele in K City. Dong Fei has just taken over his father's business, and he is very busy. He sees that he is busy every day in his friends group, and after get off work, he looks for Xiao Lele to go shopping. .

Dong Fei lives alone, and Cheng Jingze plans to live there for a while, and move out when he finds a job in K City and has some spare money.

Cheng Jingze called Dong Fei and briefly described it. He didn't expect that the other party didn't care about him at all, and asked him to fly over to find him immediately to play. Obviously he was bored by work and urgently needed to find a friend to complain about.Xiao Lele is a girl, some words are not easy to communicate, and Cheng Jingze is the best outlet.

Dong Fei: "Hurry up, the young master is going to die."

Cheng Jingze: "Of order."

He called a cargo Lala and took all his luggage to the place he had agreed with Shunfengche.

When he got to the place, Cheng Jingze suddenly felt something was wrong.

This place is in the suburbs, more than ten kilometers away from the nearest expressway, and the passing people are sparsely populated, almost no one can be seen.

But he didn't think much about it, after all, this was a ride he called on the platform, so he shouldn't be on a business trip.

After waiting for about 500 minutes, a Wuling Hongguang came galloping on the potholed road. If Cheng Jingze took a step back, he would probably be knocked [-] meters away.

It took a lot of effort for the Wuling Hongguang to brake suddenly, and a few black tire marks were scratched on the ground.

Cheng Jingze twitched his lips and looked at the license plate number.

Yue HJ—O13764

The license plate number matched, so I felt relieved and walked over with the suitcase.

Cheng Jingze knocked on the window of the driver's cab, and when the window was rolled down, he was about to speak but was caught off guard by the smell of smoke inside, and frowned, "Master, my surname is Cheng, I'm going to City K, and I've made a reservation online. "

"Cheng?" The stubble-faced uncle driver looked him up and down, "Two suitcases?"

Cheng Jingze scratched his head in embarrassment: "Yes... there are a lot of things."

The driver pulled out the payment QR code: "An extra five yuan is required."

Cheng Jingze immediately scanned over.

The driver stroked the stubble on his chin and glanced at the back of the car, "Hey, come out, one person sits in the front, and there is a suitcase in the back."

"Boom".

The two doors of the rear compartment were opened, and one, two, three... fifteen people came out? !

Cheng Jingze almost doubted his eyes.

Wuling Hongguang has a total of three rows, with two seats in the front and a maximum of six people in the two rows at the back. How did it come out with fifteen people? !

Later, Cheng Jingze saw with his own eyes that a man and a woman sat in the co-pilot, and the woman was holding a baby in her arms.

In the middle row were three men, three women, and two children in their arms.

In the last row, two aunts and two uncles were waving to him.

Cheng Jingze: "..."

The suitcase was stuffed under the car seat, and Cheng Jingze watched helplessly as the uncle's feet stepped on his suitcase, but he didn't dare to say anything.

The few men in front chatted very happily, and some of them were still lighting cigarettes, which made the originally not-so-pleasant-smelling compartment even more suffocating.

Several children were coughing and coughing because of the smoke, and one even cried out. The crying that resounded through Yunxiao dragged Cheng Jingze, who was almost killed by the smoke, from the gate of hell to another gate of hell.

The elder brother in front seemed to feel a scorching gaze on the back of his head, turned his head and smiled at Jingze, handed him a cigarette, and said in crappy Mandarin, "Little brother, do you want to smoke?"

"Thank you, no smoking." Cheng Jingze didn't have a good face, he didn't want to be nosy, but when he heard the sobbing of the baby in the car, he finally couldn't help but spoke in a bad tone: "It's fine as long as you are an adult. If you have children, please stop smoking."

The rest of the people looked at him strangely, and were not moved by his urging people to stop smoking. They looked at him as if saying that he was meddling in his own business.

The old man raised his brows, with a fierce look on his face, he didn't look like a bully at first glance, and his Mandarin was mixed with a strange dialect, "I feel comfortable smoking this cigarette, why don't you care about it?"

As he said that, the finger holding the cigarette almost hit Cheng Jingze's face.

Cheng Jingze's eyes dimmed, and he said coldly, "Pinch it off."

"You're still fucking up, aren't you?" Seeing his thin arms and legs, the old man rolled up his sleeves, and his tone became even more arrogant: "I don't smoke and let others smoke, isn't it mentally ill?"

Cheng Jingze repeated again: "Pinch it off."

The old man wanted to say something more, Cheng Jingze stared at him with a cold glow in his eyes, and had already started counting down: "Three..."

"Scared me, didn't you? What do you want?"

"two…"

"hit me?"

"Stop." Cheng Jingze grabbed his cigarette hand and punched him directly on the forehead.

When the driver saw a conflict in the car, he slammed on the brakes.

The recoil of the brakes made everyone lean forward, and Cheng Jingze followed the angle of the lean and punched the man again.

Opening the door and getting out of the car, he hooked his index finger at the man.

A man has prestige in the village. He didn't expect to be taught a lesson by a hairy boy when he left the village today, so he immediately became angry.