Boss Ji's petite wife

Wen Shurong followed out, and as soon as he reached the door of the study, the door was closed by Ji Hongye from the inside.

Wen Shurong ate the door shut, felt aggrieved, raised her hand, put it down, put it down and raised it again, but in the end she didn't knock on the door of the study.

Ji Hongye, who was inside the door, heard the rustling of the door, and sat down at the desk with a grim expression, but he was not in the mood to read the document.

What happened today, he has been terrified all day long, and even regretted it. He was thinking that if he could stay in Lunan for a while in the morning, or if Wen Shurong called him, he could stop the other party in time. ...

Ji Hongye actually loathes his perverted desire to possess and control. Wen Shurong is an individual with his own independent thoughts. He should not use his own thoughts to influence the other party, but every time there is such a worry , He wished he could lock Wen Shurong by his side.

Just like last time, Wen Shurong went to see Fu Wenxuan alone, and told all the things he had done, and he became paranoid and angry with him.

On the surface, he was afraid that Wen Shurong would be retaliated against, but deep down, his perverted desire to control was at work. He didn't want Wen Shurong to go astray, but only hoped that the other party would be under his umbrella. Down, never leave.

Outside.

Wen Shurong couldn't hear the movement in the study for a long time, thinking, maybe Ji Hongye was already busy, and the other party didn't want to talk to him now, so he went back to the room directly.

After entering the bathroom and taking a quick shower, Wen Shurong shrank into the quilt, but he couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

Wen Shurong rummaged through it in his hands, and finally found Xia Qiu's phone number, and dialed it.

Originally, he wanted to call Ni Qixi, but the other party was recently troubled by the fact that his online dating partner was a man, so he finally called Xia Qiu.

In fact, there is the most important reason for calling Xia Qiu. Xia Qiu has a soft personality and makes him feel indescribably comfortable. It seems that as long as he talks to the other party, he will feel much better.

The phone rang for a long time before being picked up.

"Hello..." Xia Qiu's voice sounded a little different from usual, adding a touch of moisture.

Wen Shurong lay paralyzed on the bed and didn't think much, just asked casually: "What are you doing?"

On the phone side, Xia Qiu was clutching the pillow tightly and biting his lip so as not to make a strange sound. Hearing Wen Shurong's question on the phone, the corners of his eyes became even redder.

"Say you're working." Bai Lihua's deep and hoarse voice rang in Xia Qiu's ears.

Xia Qiu's cheeks were flushed, as if he was drunk, when he heard Bai Lihua's words, he bit his lip and endured it, then quickly and softly said to the phone: "I'm working."

"Work? Work in the middle of the night, oops, Xia Qiu, don't put too much pressure on yourself, work desperately during the day, and still work at night, be careful of neurasthenia..."

On the other side of the phone, Wen Shurong's words came word by word, but Xia Qiu could hear them vaguely, because Bai Lihua made trouble on him again.

Xia Qiu snorted, then was taken aback, and quickly reached out to cover her mouth, the heat from her cheeks spread all over her body.

Bai Lihua gave a low laugh, leaned over and kissed Xia Qiu's cheek, his voice was light but always tinged with burning heat, "You cover your mouth with the phone, how can you talk, huh?"

Xia Qiu's red eyes were completely at a loss, and he looked at Bai Lihua pleadingly.

When Wen Shurong called just now, he was already pinned down on the bed by Bai Lihua. When the phone rang, Xia Qiu was a little at a loss. He wanted to hang up and go back, but Bai Lihua stopped him.

Bai Lihua picked up the phone in front of him, put it beside him, turned on the loudspeaker, and forced him to speak.

But as soon as he spoke, Bai Lihua teased him in different ways...

"Hello? Xia Qiu?" Wen Shurong asked suspiciously, "What's the sound?"

"No... ah...!" Xia Qiu exclaimed after being pinched.

Immediately afterwards, Bai Lihua's laughter came from above his head in an instant, deep and melodious.

On the phone side, Wen Shurong was stunned for a moment, and then he was completely dumbfounded. He is not an indifferent kid. Although Xia Qiu exclaimed just now, there were two sweet and greasy sounds in his throat, and he was vaguely still. Bai Lihua's laughter was heard.

Wen Shurong gritted his teeth, and cursed lightly, "Boss Bai, you are really a beast..."

He scolded Bai Lihua, it was definitely this bastard who forced Xia Qiu to answer the phone, what a pervert! ! !

In fact, what Wen Shurong said was a bit jealous, after all, Ji Hongye didn't want to talk to him at all, and he was forced to eat dog food late at night.

Wen Shurong's voice was obviously heard on the other side of the phone. There was a moment of silence, and then a beeping busy tone came from the phone, and she hung up.

On the other side of the phone, Xia Qiu's face was about to bleed from embarrassment, Shurong must have heard it just now, so what will he do and how to deal with it at work tomorrow.

Bai Lihua naturally saw Xia Qiu's thoughts, he threw the phone aside, leaned down and chuckled, "Someone called me a beast."

"Bai..." Xia Qiu opened his mouth.

Bai Lihua's eyes turned cold suddenly, and Xia Qiu said instantly, "Brother Li Hua..."

"That's good," Bai Lihua lightly pecked Xia Qiu's face, and then continued, "Since you say you're a beast, why don't you come and do something like a beast." Xia Qiu flinched when he heard the words, his face turned even redder, and his face was not ashamed. Consciously tense.

"Remember, don't cover your mouth, otherwise..." Bai Lihua grabbed Xia Qiu's ankle and whispered, "Take care of you."

Wen Shurong looked at the hung up call, and angrily threw the phone aside. Since he hung up, he didn't need to call again to listen to the live broadcast.He was pissed off, and the depression he had just felt relieved a lot. Ji Hongye was still in the study and didn't come back.

Wen Shurong sat up and lay down from the bed, lay down and sat up again, and finally couldn't fall asleep, so he took his mobile phone to play and dance.

Finally, when he jumped countless times and jumped to 498 for the last time, the door of the bedroom was opened from the outside.

When Wen Shurong heard the movement, he immediately looked up, and then saw Ji Hongye walking in from the outside, his eyes lit up, and he quickly dropped the phone.

"Brother Ye!" Wen Shurong looked at Ji Hongye and greeted him.

Ji Hongye glanced at Wen Shurong, and this glance put Wen Shurong's heart in his throat, and he held his breath.

As a result, just when Wen Shurong thought Ji Hongye was going to say something, the other party turned his eyes away slightly and ignored him.

Wen Shurong was a little disappointed. He watched Ji Hongye walk to the bed, took off his shoes and lay down next to him, covered him with a quilt, but he never said a word to him from the beginning to the end.

"Brother Ye, are you angry?"

Wen Shurong leaned over unwillingly, and gently tugged Ji Hongye's sleeve.

But Ji Hongye raised his hand and pulled back his sleeve, and then lay down with his back to Wen Shurong.

Wen Shurong looked at the back that Ji Hongye left him, still not giving up, moved forward, hugged the other's arm from above, poked his head over and whispered: "Brother Ye, I was wrong, don't be angry, okay?" good?"

Ji Hongye closed his eyes and remained silent, but Wen Shurong knew that the other party was not asleep.

Wen Shurong held Ji Hongye's big hand, rubbed his head on it, and begged for mercy, "Brother Ye, I'm sorry I made you worry, I won't do this again next time, I will definitely listen to you, don't ignore me I…"

Ji Hongye's fingers paused, and just when Wen Shurong thought there was something for him, the other party suddenly pulled out his hand.

"Go to sleep."

Ji Hongye's voice was very cold, and there was no trace of his usual taste.

Wen Shurong sat on the bed and looked at the back of the other party. He suddenly realized that Ji Hongye was really angry this time, and it would not work for him to bow his head and apologize.

Wen Shurong looked at the person who didn't want to talk to him at all, slipped under the quilt, and sneaked behind the other person, resting his head on Ji Hongye's back.

He didn't dare to hug Ji Hongye with his hands, for fear that the other party would push him away again, so he quietly grabbed the clothes behind Ji Hongye, and then gradually fell asleep.

For a long time, the room was silent, as if even the air had condensed.

After waiting dimly, Ji Hongye, who was lying on his side, suddenly opened his eyes. He listened to the long breathing behind him, and remained silent for a long time.

At this moment, Wen Shurong's head was on Ji Hongye's back, his hands were still tightly gripping a piece of clothes on Ji Hongye's back, and he fell into a deep sleep.

Ji Hongye reached out to take Wen Shurong's hand away, and then slowly turned around. He was afraid of waking people up during this period, so he moved very gently and carefully.

Until the whole person turned around and lowered his head, he saw Wen Shurong curled his head and kept arching towards him.

Ji Hongye's heart softened again and again, and finally reached out and pulled Wen Shurong into his arms.

Wen Shurong's nose touched Ji Hongye's chest, the familiar smell made him hum in his sleep, and then his hands grabbed the clothes on Ji Hongye's chest again unconsciously.

Ji Hongye was afraid that the other party's breathing would be difficult if he covered his chest, so he held the other party's waist and hugged him up until Wen Shurong's head rested on his shoulder.

He lowered his head, kissed Wen Shurong lightly, and sighed, "What should I do with you?"

Early the next morning, when Wen Shurong woke up, it was already past eight o'clock.

He touched his side in a daze, empty...

In an instant, Wen Shurong's eyes opened, looking at the people who had left beside him, feeling a little empty in his heart.

Just as Wen Shurong was about to get out of bed, he saw a post-it note on one side, and he quickly took it over to take a look.

'Don't go to Lunan these two days, stay at home temporarily. '

Vigorous strokes, familiar handwriting, it can be seen that Ji Hongye left it.

From yesterday morning to now, Ji Hongye basically didn't pay much attention to him, and now he left a note, saying that he was not allowed to go to Lunan, is he still angry?

But after thinking about it, Wen Shurong frowned a little. Ji Hongye wouldn't stop him from going to work just because he was angry for a while, so there was only one reason, and that was what happened yesterday, which was probably aimed at him.