Boss Ji's petite wife

"You want to know?" Ji Hongye glanced under the table, then raised his eyes and asked.

Ji Hongyan stood in front of the table with an eager expression on his face: "Of course I want to know, I'm so curious, bro, tell me who it is?"

As soon as Ji Hongyan heard that it was someone he knew, he kept searching in his brain for girls he and his brother knew, but he couldn't think of any.

Hearing the words, Ji Hongye lowered his eyes again, raised his toes slightly forward, and said in a tone of confusion: "That depends on whether he wants me to tell you."

Wen Shurong was still nervous, and his chin touched the tip of Ji Hongye's leather shoe. He was startled, raised his head slightly, and met Ji Hongye's gaze.

At this time, Wen Shurong was still kneeling on the ground, and Ji Hongye was sitting in front of him. With this posture and Ji Hongye's sudden movement, Wen Shurong's face looked like a blushing persimmon.

In addition, after hearing Ji Hongye's words, Wen Shurong was nervous and ashamed, and Ji Hongye suddenly seemed to be a different person.

"Huh? What do you think?" Ji Hong's wild leather shoes lifted the tip of Wen Shurong's chin, and asked meaningfully.

Ji Hongyan didn't know that there was someone under the table, so he just thought that his brother asked him this question, and quickly answered: "Oh brother, just tell me, don't be so mean, who is it, I promise not to talk to my mother." Say, I swear!"

Wen Shurong's eyes were red at this time. When Ji Hongye spoke just now, he picked his chin, obviously speaking to him, and because of Ji Hongye's actions, Wen Shurong realized how embarrassing his current posture is.

Just now he was so focused on avoiding people that he didn't notice at all, but now that he was picked on by Ji Hongye, he realized how he looked like a pet.

Ji Hongye's gaze was lowered, and when he saw Wen Shurong's flushed eye sockets, he felt a sudden tickle in his heart, as if he had been gently scratched by a cat's paw.

At this time, Ji Hongye realized that he had lost his composure just now, and his unconscious behavior just now seemed to have gone too far, so he straightened his expression and raised his head, ready to withdraw his feet.

As a result, at this moment, his feet were grabbed.

Ji Hongye lowered his head slightly, and saw Wen Shurong reaching out his hands to grab his ankles, looking up at him and shaking his head vigorously.

Wen Shurong hugged Ji Hongye's ankle, begging in his heart, don't say it, don't say it, please don't say Ji Hongye please... It's too embarrassing. It's embarrassing no matter how you think about it...

Ji Hongye looked at Wen Shurong's head shaking like a rattle, his fingertips were itchy, and even wanted to rub Wen Shurong's head, but he resisted it.

"Brother? What's wrong with you? Why are you absent-minded?"

Seeing that his brother ignored him for a long time, Ji Hongyan moved forward suspiciously.

"It's nothing." Ji Hongye said indifferently.

"So who is that girl?"

Ji Hongyan was still curious. His brother was a ten thousand-year-old iron tree. He had never seen his brother be interested in anyone before, except for Wen Shurong. Now he suddenly said that there was a golden house girl. He was really curious to death.

"If you have this time, why don't you go to the company to study more." Ji Hongye's ankle was still held in the palm of Wen Shurong's hand. He leaned on the back of the chair, swept Wen Shurong's face motionlessly, and said lightly.

When Ji Hongyan heard Ji Hongye's words, the expression on his face changed, and he quickly waved his hands: "It's enough to have you, I won't suffer that."

Ji Hongyan knew that his brother said that because he didn't want to tell him who that girl was.

"Forget it, forget it, I won't ask if I don't want to say it, as long as it's not Wen Shurong, I can accept it."

His brother has done enough for that bastard Wen Shurong, but that bastard doesn't know what to do. Now if his brother can figure it out, then he has to thank the girl who saved his brother from suffering.

Wen Shurong, who was hiding under the table, froze slightly when he heard Ji Hongyan's words, and raised his head subconsciously, and saw Ji Hongye's frown slightly.

Wen Shurong's heart was sour, and he instantly retracted and grabbed the opponent's hand, and his body shrank back unconsciously. As a result, he bumped his head against the top of the table without paying attention.

There was a bang, although the sound was not loud, but it was enough for the people in the room to hear clearly.

Wen Shurong felt uncomfortable at first, but after hitting his head on the table and making a sound, he suddenly became dazed.

"What's the sound?" Ji Hongyan had already walked to the sofa, but turned around when he heard the sound.

"It's nothing, I accidentally kicked the table."

Ji Hongye put his legs down with no expression on his face, the boss chair slid forward casually, and sat up straight.

In this way, Ji Hongye almost completely covered the underside of the table.

Wen Shurong hid under the table. Hearing the conversation between the two, he was very nervous. At this moment, Ji Hongye stepped forward and his leg slid in. The space was too crowded, and Wen Shurong subconsciously hugged Ji Hongye's calf.

"Oh, by the way, you haven't contacted Wen Shurong recently, have you? Let me tell you, don't do stupid things anymore. Don't be aggrieved for the project you negotiated so hard for. ah."

When Ji Hongyan thought of this, he became angry. That Wen Shurong looked like a second-generation ancestor. He had seen it a few times, and he had a high-ranking attitude all day long, and he didn't know who gave it the pride.

However, Ji Hongye at this time could not listen to Ji Hongyan's words at all, because he could feel the heat on his calf at this time, Wen Shurong hugged him, probably because he was nervous, and hugged him a little tight.

Just at this moment, the butler, Uncle Chen, knocked on the door and walked in.

"Sir, hey? When did the young master come?"

The housekeeper was slightly surprised when he saw Ji Hongyan sitting on the other side of the sofa.

"Uncle Chen, I just came here. I didn't see you downstairs, so I thought you weren't there." Ji Hongyan greeted him familiarly.

"I went to the back garden just now. By the way, sir, I have already changed the recipe you asked me to change."

The housekeeper explained to Ji Hongyan, then turned his head and said to Ji Hongye.

"Hmm." Sitting at the table, Ji Hongye replied lightly.

"By the way, smell__"

"hiss…!"

The butler Chen Shugang was about to ask why Master Wen was not there, but just as he said a word, he heard Ji Hongye whisper.

Ji Hongyan and the butler heard Ji Hongye's voice and turned their heads to look at him at the same time.

Ji Hongye ground his molars, the veins on his forehead twitched, and he reached down and pressed Wen Shurong's head with one hand.

"Sir, what's wrong with you?"

"Ok?"

The housekeeper and Ji Hongyan spoke at the same time, looking at Ji Hongye with a good look.

"I'm fine, Uncle Chen, just make dinner according to the new recipe." Ji Hongye ordered.

"Okay sir." Uncle Chen went downstairs in response. It's getting late now, he hasn't told the chef about changing the recipe yet, so he has to hurry.

When Ji Hongye saw that the butler had gone out, he said to Ji Hongyan, "Hongyan, is there anything else?"

"Ah? It's okay. I'll stay and have a meal before leaving." Ji Hongyan was inexplicably asked.

"Eat here today, and report to the company tomorrow."

Ji Hongye put one hand on Wen Shurong's head, and said to Ji Hongyan in a neutral tone.

Hearing what the other party said, Ji Hongyan's expression froze, and he stood up from the sofa with a swipe: "Brother, I suddenly remembered that I still have something to do, so I won't eat, and I will come to see you another day. Bye bye!"

Ji Hongyan spoke and went out almost in one go. After saying goodbye, the door of the study was closed.

The moment the door closed, Ji Hongye had already retreated, and the chair slid a short distance following his movement, and Wen Shurong's head poked out from inside.

"Go, go?"

Wen Shurong followed Ji Hongye subconsciously forward, straightened his head and looked towards the door, his body was almost attached to Ji Hongye's leg.

"Smell, book, content."

Ji Hongye's voice was almost squeezed out from the roots of his teeth.

It was this voice that instantly brought back Wen Shurong's mind, and he quickly turned to look at Ji Hongye.

"I, I just... I didn't bite you on purpose just now, I, I was afraid that Uncle Chen would call my name... I really didn't mean to..."

Wen Shurong swallowed her saliva, subconsciously stretched out her hand to rub Ji Hongye's knee, and said cautiously.

The place where he kneaded with his hands looked like a wet mark, which was the evidence that he gnawed on it in a moment of impatience.

"I really didn't mean to."

Wen Shurong explained again with a guilty conscience, but no matter how you looked at it, she didn't have enough confidence.

"Wen Shurong, are you a dog?" Ji Hongye looked at the man who was about to lie on his knee with a dark face, and his tone was cold.

"No..." Wen Shurong retorted softly.

He is a rabbit...

"Get up." Ji Hongye looked at Wen Shurong's head, his tone was cold, but his eyes had no temper.

"Are you not angry anymore?" Wen Shurong raised his head, his eyes fixed on Ji Hongye.

Ji Hongye frowned.

Wen Shurong looked at Ji Hongye's frowning brows, well, he was still angry, it's really hard to coax...

"Don't be angry, I'll get up if you're not angry, otherwise...or I won't be able to get up after sitting here."

Wen Shurong said, as if she was really playing a rogue, she sat down on the carpet at Ji Hongye's feet, and held Ji Hongye's calf with one hand as if angry.

"I didn't bite you on purpose just now, I admitted that I was wrong... At worst, let you bite back too..."

Anyway, Wen Shurong made up his mind to play shameless, so he hugged Ji Hongye's leg, put his face on the other's knee and moaned.

"Wen Shurong, what am I talking about?" Ji Hongye looked at Wen Shurong sticking to his body like a docile cat, his heart seemed to be being scratched by countless little claws, but there was no expression on his face.

Wen Shurong paused, then suddenly remembered that just before Ji Hongyan came, the topic they were talking about was that photo.

Wen Shu Rongxin seems to have lived with Dou E, and died unjustly... But the photos are ironclad evidence. If Ji Hongye bites him to death, I don't believe it, and he has nothing to do with it. What should I do?

Wen Shurong's face was pressed against Ji Hongye's knee, his eyeballs rolled around, suddenly, when he thought of something, his eyes flashed a cunning.