Secretary Ye spoke ill of me again

Ye Qiutong was stunned after hearing this, and Qin Yi went on to say, "It's a lover, but I don't even know the way to my house, so it doesn't make sense."

Ye Qiutong thought it might not be the case, the boss does not necessarily bring home every one of his lovers.

He thought about Qin Yi's previous setting of lonely and widowed characters, and thought it would be good to get to know the way. It showed how different the president's underground love is this time, which can attract the attention of the Qin family.

So Ye Qiutong said: "Okay then." He adjusted his sitting posture and said seriously, "It's really unreasonable not to know the way at all, let's go."

Seeing his calmness, Qin Yi froze for a moment, pursed his lips and restarted the car.

The vehicle drove in the night that had just fallen, and soon arrived near the Yunting Mansion, Qin Yi slowed down again.

Ye Qiutong looked forward from the car window and said, "Boss Qin, I've already seen it."

This area is full of single small buildings, a typical low-density residential area for wealthy people. Ye Qiutong remembered that Qin Yi lived in Building No. 3. Through the layers of greenery, the black, white and gray modern designed buildings protrude from a corner.

It is indeed the president's house, hidden in the innermost part.

Now that he saw it and the task was completed, Ye Qiutong said to Qin Yi: "I remember the route."

Then he looked at Qin Yi eagerly, expecting him to stop.

Qin Yi said, "Aren't you going to sit in?"

Ye Qiutong turned pale with shock.

Everyone knows that the CEO is so clean. He doesn't even have a housekeeper in the house, and the housekeeper can't stay in the house for too long. How dare he let him in now.

Seeing that Ye Qiutong was too scared to make a sound, Qin Yi parked the car on the side of the road and said, "Another day."

Today is really too hasty, not ready.

Qin Yi got out of the car, gave up the driver's seat to Ye Qiutong, and said coldly, "Go back early, eat early."

Ye Qiutong nodded and said, "Boss Qin, you too."

Ye Qiutong switched to the driver's seat, waved to Qin Yi, started the car, and turned around.

When he left here, he felt a little strange seeing Qin Yi standing by the side of the road watching him.

Today's Qin Yi seems to be different from usual.

He was holding the steering wheel, and the forceful touch just now left an inescapable tactile sensation on his hands. Ye Qiutong took the time to rub his fingers on his clothes to suppress the feeling of being invaded and concentrate on driving.

Ye Qiutong originally thought that Qin Yi's "another day" was a casual joke, just like when everyone met on the road and said "I will treat you to dinner next time", no one would take it seriously.

Unexpectedly, when the weekend was about to pass, Qin Yi called him to the office and told him: "Go to my house tomorrow."

Ye Qiutong's eyes widened.

Qin Yi raised his eyes and asked, "Don't want to?"

Ye Qiutong replied subconsciously: "Of course I would." He regretted it a bit after speaking.

Is it too immodest?And he's actually kind of scared.

The president doesn't like others to touch him, but he doesn't know that it takes courage to invade other people's space.

Ye Qiutong asked cautiously: "Boss Qin, are you sure?"

Compared with last time's hesitation, today's Qin Yi obviously thought carefully, and said calmly: "I'm sure."

Ye Qiutong doesn't quite understand, does it need to do this?

Qin Yi saw what he was thinking, and told him: "Someone is going to investigate you, do you know?"

Ye Qiutong froze, shaking his head.

"I don't know where it is from. Anyway, I checked your file and asked about your family situation."

Ye Qiutong: "..."

As for what, it's the same as a spy movie.

Of course, Ye Qiutong's family background is clean and he is not afraid of being investigated. He also understands that those people are afraid that he has a background and that he is someone from other forces, who lurk beside the president to seduce the president.

"So, are you going tomorrow?" Qin Yi asked.

Ye Qiutong replied very imposingly: "Go!"

The answer was straightforward, but a little cowardly in private.

Ye Qiutong drove to the shopping center after get off work and bought a gift for Qin Yi. It was the first time he went to his boss's house, so he couldn't go empty-handed.

After returning home, he took a good shower, fearing that the president would dislike him.

When lying on the bed at night, Ye Qiutong tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep, and finally fell asleep, dreaming in a daze.

He dreamed that he came to a dark castle. The castle was eerie, the walls were covered with dark green vines, and there were ugly monster sculptures on the roof.

He stood at the door, looking at the dark gate of the castle.

After a while, the door opened, Qin Yi appeared wrapped in a black cloak, his handsome face was as pale as paper, his blood-red eyes looked at him, and he showed his sharp fangs.

Ye Qiutong: "..."

What kind of nonsensical dream, he himself felt speechless.

Before going out, Ye Qiutong took a shower again, as if he had infected Qin Yi's cleanliness, no matter how he cleaned it, he still felt it was not clean enough.

After finishing all this, he took the gift and went out.

As he himself said, he knew the way after coming here once, and soon he parked the car on the side of the road in front of Building No. 3 of Yunting Mansion.

He sent Qin Yi a message, and Qin Yi asked him to come in directly.

Ye Qiutong took a deep breath and got out of the car with her things.

The Yunting Mansion is not a traditional small villa, but a more modern independent building. Usually there are two households on the first floor. Qin Yi naturally bought both households and lived in a building by himself.

Ye Qiutong walked across the front yard and walked to the door of the house.

The door opened, and Qin Yi appeared at the door, wearing a shirt and trousers as usual, but without a tie.

Ye Qiutong breathed a sigh of relief, but luckily it was not a dream.

"Mr. Qin, good morning."

Qin Yi's eyes were flat, and he said, "What time is it? It's still morning."

Very good, the familiar backlash made Ye Qiutong feel at ease.

After saying these two sentences, the two were silent together, standing face to face with a door in between, neither of them moved.

Qin Yi didn't move out of the way, and Ye Qiutong didn't say he wanted to go in, so the two of them were deadlocked.

After a while, Ye Qiutong tentatively asked, "Boss Qin, did I go in?"

Qin Yi let out a "hmm".

Ye Qiutong stretched out one leg, slowly crossed the non-existent threshold, and stepped on the floor mat in the house.

While he was moving, he observed Qin Yi's expression and said, "Boss Qin, is this okay?"

Qin Yi nodded.

Ye Qiutong kept this posture with one foot inside the door and the other outside, and asked Qin Yi for his opinion for the last time: "Is it really possible?"

Qin Yi was annoyed: "Don't dawdle, come in quickly."

Only then did Ye Qiutong enter the door, stood still in the room, handed the gift in front of Qin Yi, and showed a bright smile: "Boss Qin, thank you for inviting me over, I am very happy."

I was nervous, but Ye Qiutong was really happy, with a sense of novelty like a spring outing.

Seeing his appearance, Qin Yi softened his expression.

Apart from housekeeping, Ye Qiutong was the first outsider to enter this house. To be honest, Qin Yi was really uncomfortable.

The independent private space was torn open to welcome the invasion of outsiders. Qin Yi was uncomfortable with the feeling of the pollution of this field.

Qin Yi regretted calling Ye Qiutong over for a while.

But Ye Qiutong showed a cautious and serious attitude at the door, which made him feel much more comfortable.

He took Ye Qiutong's gift and said casually, "What else do you bring with you?"

Ye Qiutong told Qin Yi: "This is a fragrance, the same brand as your usual perfume." It is also the same fragrance.

Qin Yi raised his eyebrows and said, "I have a heart."

Ye Qiutong smiled.

Ye Qiutong changed her shoes and followed Qin Yi into the house.

Qin Yi lives in a more ordinary place than Ye Qiutong imagined, not to say that it is not luxurious or beautiful, but that there is nothing out of the ordinary.

Light-colored decoration with dark-colored embellishments, top-quality materials, and elaborate decoration of corner tabletops create a comfortable living atmosphere.

Ye Qiutong was a little dazed, even if it wasn't like the castle in his dream, he thought that the place where Qin Yi lived would be that kind of frigid and domineering.

Qin Yi didn't lead Ye Qiutong to look around, and Ye Qiutong didn't dare to wander around, so he sat down on the sofa in the living room.

"Boss Qin, this place is really good, it suits your taste." Ye Qiutong complimented.

Qin Yi responded and said, "You don't need to be so polite in private, don't 'you' come and 'you' go."

Ye Qiutong nodded, said yes, sat there, clasped his hands, and squeezed his fingers from time to time.

Qin Yi knew he was nervous.

Qin Yi wanted to break this strange and anxious atmosphere, so he asked, "Have you arranged the itinerary for next week?"

Ye Qiutong was stunned for a moment, and replied honestly: "It's all arranged. There are three meetings to be held next week. The docking work with the conference affairs team has been completed. The place for the dinner has also been set, and all the places that need to be arranged are in place."

The two talked about work for a while, and fell silent at the same time.

There is nothing more embarrassing than being a guest at someone's home and talking about work because you have nothing to say.

Ye Qiutong racked his brains to think about the topic, and suddenly thought of something, and asked vigilantly, "Boss Qin, is this place being monitored?"

Qin Yi: "...What are you thinking? You've watched too many spy movies."

Ye Qiutong smiled embarrassedly: "I also thought that if the chairman was watching, he would have to act at home."

As soon as the words were spoken, Ye Qiutong sensed that something was wrong.

Acting at home, what can be performed, and what will happen when the lover comes to the house is self-evident.He looked at the sofa under his buttocks in horror. The sofa was so big and wide that two big men could roll on it without any problem.

Apparently Qin Yi also thought about it, and said angrily: "Don't think about it, you won't monitor your home, at worst, the news that you came to me today will be put on the chairman's desk tomorrow."

Ye Qiutong touched the tip of his nose, blushing a little, thinking that since this is the case, he should stay at the president's house for a little longer today, so as not to make the chairman suspicious.

Qin Yi looked at his thin red face and said, "Let's eat."

It's still early for dinner, but they have nothing else to do besides eating...

Qin Yi led Ye Qiutong to the dining room, Ye Qiutong said bravely, "President Qin, I brought a lunch box." He expected to have a meal at the president's house, and he had already made all the preparations.

Qin Yi turned around and looked at him.

Ye Qiutong explained: "I can use the lunch box to put some food to the side to eat."

Qin Yi: "..."

Sometimes I really want to pry open the little secretary's brain and see what's inside.

He knew that Ye Qiutong was worried about his cleanliness, so that he could not use the tableware at home, but how did he come up with the idea of ​​bringing a lunch box?

Would he let Ye Qiutong squat by the table with a lunch box to eat?

Qin Yi found that in Ye Qiutong's heart, he was a skinny image.

With a gloomy expression, he directed Ye Qiutong: "It's not that we haven't had dinner together, don't think about anything, just sit down."

Ye Qiutong just sat down at the dining table.

Cold dishes and cutlery were already set on the dining table, and there were some hot dishes in the kitchen. Qin Yi went to serve the dishes himself.

Ye Qiutong stood up in fright and said, "Boss Qin, let me do it."

Qin Yi gave him a cold look and ordered: "Sit down and don't move."

Originally, having a cleanliness obsession made him uncomfortable, but now seeing Ye Qiutong's startled look, he ignored the discomfort, and his heart was occupied by other emotions.

Compared with cleanliness, Ye Qiutong's cautious attitude, afraid of touching his nerves, made him more angry.

This is a comprehensive attitude towards the boss and the patient. Ye Qiutong is afraid of him on the one hand, and sympathizes with him on the other hand.

Qin Yi was so depressed that his breath was stuck in his chest, and he almost forgot about his cleanliness.

Qin Yi went into the kitchen with a straight face, and Ye Qiutong sat down anxiously, watching the president rush in and out, as if there was a needle pricking his buttocks, he was really restless.

Qin Yi finished the dishes and then sat down at the table.

The number of dishes was significantly larger than the food intake of two people, and the variety was rich, which flattered Ye Qiutong.

Qin Yi put a piece of beef short ribs into Ye Qiutong's bowl and said, "Eat."

Ye Qiutong was even more surprised.

He lowered his head and took a bite of the tender and juicy beef, and said emotionally, "It tastes really good, Mr. Qin, your chef is really skilled."

Qin Yi responded, but did not tell Ye Qiutong that yesterday he asked the housekeeper to purchase a batch of fresh ingredients and put them in the refrigerator. He worked hard for a long time early this morning, and prepared a table of dishes for Ye Qiutong to come to the door.

Thinking of Ye Qiutong's attitude, he became angry. Qin Yi picked up two more goose meat with chopsticks, stuffed it into Ye Qiutong's bowl, and said fiercely, "Eat more."

Ye Qiutong: "..."

Roast goose has a crispy skin and a different texture from steak, but it is also delicious. As the secretary of the president's office, Ye Qiutong is not short of meals at ordinary times. He has eaten a lot of delicious food, but the taste is different from home.

He worked hard in the big city by himself, and usually he could make do with what he could, but he didn't expect to eat home-cooked food that he hadn't seen for a long time at the president's place.

It's just that the specifications and ingredients of this home-cooked dish are obviously several grades higher than those of ordinary families.

Ye Qiutong thought, since the president doesn't care, then he doesn't care anymore, he stretched out his chopsticks to pick up some dishes, put them clumsily on the plate in front of Qin Yi, raised the corners of his lips, and said with a smile: "President Qin, You eat too."

The fire in Qin Yi's heart was inexplicably resolved in Ye Qiutong's smile.

He remained calm on the surface, but the sharpness in his eyes disappeared, and the curvature of his lips rose a few degrees, but he couldn't see it.

After eating, Ye Qiutong wanted to clean up the dining table and wash the dishes. Qin Yi glanced at him and asked, "Are you a dishwasher?"

Ye Qiutong had no choice but to give up and followed Qin Yi back to the lobby on the first floor.

It was still early, Ye Qiutong reckoned that he would spend a little more time at the president's house, but what would he do after he was full of wine and food.

Can't continue talking about work, Ye Qiutong can only ask: "Mr. Qin, what do you usually do at home?"

Qin Yi replied: "Fitness and watch the news."

Ye Qiutong: "..."

Definitely financial news.

Thinking about Qin Yi's life is quite boring, besides work is work, and he doesn't have many friends, other rich second generation spend their days and nights, Qin Yi only goes to the bar when socializing, and he has to go to the private room.

Qin Yi threw the question back: "What about you?"

Ye Qiutong said, "Play games online."

Also boring.

Two people sitting on the sofa, you ask a question and I answer, like a blind date who has nothing to say.

Ye Qiutong was a little broken. During the Chinese New Year, the president obviously talked a lot, and the two of them could talk for more than an hour. What happened today?

It seems that this kind of situation has happened before, unspeakable twitching, like claws scratching in my heart, I want to be more natural and generous, but I can't.

The two people who are usually eloquent now seem to be stupid.

But he was reluctant to let Ye Qiutong leave, so he finally came to Qin Yi's house, and he wanted to stay for a while no matter what he said.

Until Qin Yi said, "Let's watch a movie."

Ye Qiutong immediately said, "OK."

The two moved to the audio-visual room.

Qin Yi drew the curtains and turned off the lights. The room was immediately dark. He turned on the projector and asked Ye Qiutong, "What do you want to see?"

Of course Ye Qiutong said, "Anything is fine."

So Qin Yi released a feature film.

As the film unfolded, Ye Qiutong sat on the sofa in the audio-visual room and breathed a sigh of relief.

Anyway, I don't have to stare at the president anymore.

After today, Ye Qiutong realized how embarrassing it is to develop a personal relationship with the president. He originally wanted to visit him as a friend, but found that it didn't work.

Qin Yi himself was sharper than ordinary people, and Ye Qiutong felt that since entering this room, it was like walking on a tightrope, unable to relax at all.

As for why this is so, Ye Qiutong couldn't figure it out.

He also knew that sometimes he was quite presumptuous in front of Qin Yi, why couldn't he do it today.

Vivid figures danced on the snow-white projection wall. Ye Qiutong just couldn't see the movie's plot was tight.

After a while, he finally realized it.

It was the first time he visited the president's residence, and he hoped to leave a good impression on Qin Yi.

I hope Qin Yi thinks he is polite, understanding and likable.

That's why he was timid.

After thinking about it, Ye Qiutong blushed again.

And he couldn't control it, his face was getting hotter and hotter, as if he was going to burn out all the embarrassment in his heart.

I always blush recently, I don't know what's going on, probably because the weather is getting warmer.

He blushed, bit his lip, and closed his eyes.

It's not that the movie is not good, he just wants to calm down.

I didn't sleep well last night, and because of the high nervousness just now, Ye Qiutong was dizzy in his head, so he couldn't help but close his eyes and rest for a while.

At this time, Qin Yi beside him moved.

The sofa was slightly deformed by Qin Yi's movements. He turned sideways and looked at Ye Qiutong carefully, as if to make sure that the person beside him was asleep.

Ye Qiutong didn't know what was going on with him, so he pretended to be asleep without opening his eyes.

Take a nap and the afternoon will pass.

Qin Yi looked at Ye Qiutong for a while, then suddenly moved forward.

With her eyes closed, Ye Qiutong could feel the pressure.

Then, his hand was touched.

Ye Qiutong didn't move.

Qin Yi lowered his eyes, looked at the white and slender fingers, and pursed his lips tightly.

In the car that day, he couldn't forget the touch of his fingers.

Qin Yi stretched out his hand, hooked Ye Qiutong's fingers, and gently held his whole hand in his palm.

Ye Qiutong: "..."

Pretending to be asleep, now he has fallen asleep unconsciously, even if the thunder strikes him, he can't wake up.

Unexpectedly, Qin Yi made an inch of progress.

Not only took his hand, but even inserted his fingers into his, and the two intertwined their fingers.

The soft fingertips were rubbed by another person's fingertips, bringing a shuddering feeling, blood involuntarily pooled towards Ye Qiutong's cheeks, and even crawled to his ears.

Fortunately, the lights in the audio-visual room were not turned on, so the blush on his face could not be seen clearly.

Qin Yi held Ye Qiutong's hand and sighed inwardly.

It's this kind of feeling, repulsion and reluctance, which stimulates every nerve. The first experience seems to be discomfort and discomfort, but after careful taste... it's a bit refreshing.

addictive.

Qin Yi was satisfied, Ye Qiutong's heart was raging.

Is the president doing desensitization treatment? Should he cooperate?You don't need to do it to the extent that your fingers are intertwined.

He was nervous and shivering, his back was almost wet with cold sweat, and the fingers between the two of them were also hot and sticky, but Qin Yi still clung to him as if he didn't notice it.

Ye Qiutong thought, this can't go on like this, he wants to remind the president.

So he moved a little, pretending to be hot in his sleep and trying to break free.

When he moved, Qin Yi was startled, thinking that he was awake, and bent down to check his condition.

The sofa in the audio-visual room was too soft, and the part that was in contact with the two people's backs sank again. Ye Qiutong had pretended to be asleep and didn't use his strength. At this time, his body slumped along with the sofa's deformation, and fell towards Qin Yi's direction.

He pressed against Qin Yi's arm, and his head fell on Qin Yi's shoulder.

Ye Qiutong: "..."

Forget it, let's continue pretending to sleep.