When will Mr. Xu be reinstated?

The curtains were drawn tightly, and only one bedside lamp was on in the room.

The light is not very bright, it is a dark orange, dim yellow, ambiguous and hazy.

Borrowing the light, Jing Yu looked at the person in his arms while panting heavily.

Mu Chi's eyes were foggy and moist, her face was flushed, tiny beads of sweat leaked from the tip of her nose, and her lips were slightly parted.The tip of the tongue was exposed fresh and moist, and that trace of coldness wrapped around a seductive look, which made people love it.

If the twilight during the day is as cold as a mist, then the current him is charming to the bone, like a seductive swamp, which makes him willing to sink, sinking deep in the mud.

Jing Yu couldn't help but bowed his head and sucked his lips, then wrapped his tongue gently around, muttering: "Are you tired?"

"It's okay." The voice of the person in his arms was as lazy as a cat, trying to hold back the panting that was about to overflow from the corner of his mouth, "Mr. Xu, on the other hand, is much slower."

"Am I slow?" Jing Yu frowned slightly, and the rhythm suddenly accelerated, "Am I slow?"

It had been two hours since Yang Zheng saw WeChat. From morning to night, Lao Yang had been arranging him to do this and that.

At this moment, he was looking at the news of 99+ in the WeChat group, his brows were tightly furrowed, and the hand holding the phone trembled slightly, with an expression of disbelief.Why did Teacher Cheng and Shen Qingchuan get together again?He knew that Teacher Cheng was popular, but he didn't expect it to be so popular. First, Xu Jingyu and then Shen Qingchuan were the best in their circle.In comparison, he himself was really not good enough. It was hard for Mr. Cheng to make two appointments with him, but unfortunately they failed both times.

What a pity, and jealousy.

No, he must ask Teacher Cheng if he really got together with Shen Qingchuan.

Yang Zheng took several deep breaths, gritted his teeth, and pressed Mu Chi's phone number.

The exhaust fan of the air conditioner was whirring, and the two hot and dry people were soaked in sweat.Mu Chi's mobile phone that was charging on the bedside table rang.

Jing Yu lifted his upper body slightly and glanced, the caller ID was Yang Zheng.

He frowned and told Mu Chi, "It's Yang Zheng's call."

"Yang Zheng?" Mu Chi's mouth was slightly opened, blood was dripping from her gorgeous lips, she swallowed the breath that was about to come out, and said with difficulty, "Hang up..."

Jing Yu stretched his arms to touch the red color on the screen, but accidentally slipped his hand, and the phone was connected.

"Mr. Cheng, where are you?"

Mu Chi frowned, glared at Jing Yu, and blamed him for his incompetence.

Jing Yu's eyes were full of grievances, and his lips were slightly pursed, as if to say, I didn't mean it.

"Is there a problem?"

Yang Zheng's doubts were even deeper, because Mu Chi's voice was a little hoarse.

He loosened and clenched his fists, but said in a brisk tone, "It's nothing, I suddenly miss Mr. Cheng, please call and say hello."

As soon as Yang Zheng finished speaking, Mu Chi trembled all over, suppressing the moan in his throat, and glanced at Jing Yu sideways.

Jingyu, on the other hand, looked displeased, and even blinked at him, with a look of disdain for me.

"Well, I'm at home, I'm going to... sleep", Mu Chi's words almost jumped out word by word, although no sound was leaked, her breathing was still uncontrollably heavy.

He glared at Jing Yu again.

Hearing the heavier breathing on the phone, Yang Zheng felt even more uncomfortable. He gritted his teeth and said with difficulty, "Then...well, good night, Mr. Cheng."

"OK, good night."

As soon as the phone was hung up, Jing Yu immediately lay down on Mu Chi's neck, and the momentary shock when he bent down made Mu Chi couldn't help crying out.

Jing Yu was even more excited, and while carelessly kissing Mu Chi's lips, he muttered, "Do you think he guessed it?"

Although Mu Chi tried her best to restrain herself from making strange noises, there was still the sound of body collisions.He was trembling all over by Jing Yu's actions, and even his voice trembled, "Mmm...you can hear it."

"I didn't like him a long time ago, and he actually robbed me!" Jing Yu's lips moved away from Mu Chi's mouth, moved to Mu Chi's right earlobe, and took a moderate bite.

"Hmm... ah..." Mu Chi trembled all over, grabbed Jing Yu's back hard in retaliation, and struggled to piece together a sentence, "It seems that... President Xu himself said... that we are not on good terms. He fights?"

Jing Yu was speechless, but the speed was faster and more, "...I was not clear at that time."

"……Ah."

After Yang Zheng hung up the phone, he felt dizzy and had only one thought in his mind - drinking.

He was walking on a busy street, and the excitement was all theirs, but he had nothing.For some reason, he came to Yusheng Bar, and sat down at the counter, "A glass of vodka."

He doesn't know the bartender today, and the lingering voice is not there.Just right, suitable for drinking alone.

He recalled his first encounter with Mr. Cheng, which was also here.That night, he walked into the bar as usual, but saw someone sitting in his usual seat.

"Hey, brother!" He patted the man on the shoulder, "Drinking alone?"

The person on the opposite side raised his head, his face was cold, and only one syllable came out of his mouth, "Mmm."

He is a beautiful man with white glow, but also a cold beauty.

He has always had this temperament, the colder others are, the more he wants to get close, but in the end he gets himself involved.

He took a sip of the strong wine, and the wine entered his heart, and it wasn't just his throat that was burned.

"Three more Long Island iced teas."

It's a clean voice.Yang Zheng looked up and saw a student-like man with silver-rimmed eyes, who didn't fit in with the atmosphere of the bar.

"Hey, what's your name?"

Wei Yang looked at the drunk in front of him and frowned.Tonight is the birthday of my college roommate, and a few old classmates came to celebrate together.When choosing a location, he suddenly remembered that Mr. Cheng mentioned Yusheng Bar by chance during a party. He thought about it and wanted to come and see it, so he mentioned this place.

This is the fifth time I've been approached tonight.I don't know if Mr. Cheng has been approached more times and is upset.

"Send it directly to booth No. [-], thank you." After explaining to the waiter, Wei Yang turned around and left.

Before he took two steps, the corner of his clothes was grabbed and he had no choice but to turn his head.

"Hey, are you an adult, do you want to make an appointment?" Yang Zheng sat at the bar without moving, grabbed the corner of the person in front of him, and looked up at him.

Wei Yang's eyebrows were twisted into big knots, which was the most unrestrained one tonight.Feeling restless, he used his hands to separate the fingers of the person in front of him that were pulling the corners of his clothes. He leaned over slightly, and leaned in front of Yang Zheng's blushing face, and then pushed the frame on his nose. emit a sharp light.He spit out a few words lightly, and sprayed all his breath on the other person's face——

"No, date, drunk, ghost."

After finishing speaking, he left without looking back.

Afterwards, Jing Yu carried Mu Chi to the bathroom to wash.

"What did you go to do today? Leave me alone all day." Jing Yu scrubbed Mu Chi's body, expressing aggrieved tone.

"Talking about projects, there is cooperation." Mu Chi looked at him with a smile that was not a smile, "Didn't Mr. Xu have read all my portfolios in recent years? Why, didn't you find that Sheng Chuan is the first party of our research group?"

Jing Yu pursed his lips, "I was too anxious just now, I forgot."

"Hiss—" Mu Chi couldn't help shouting, "Take it easy!"

Jing Yu rubbed the bruises on Mu Chi's waist that he had pinched out by himself, the marks from yesterday and today's were heavier.

"It hurts so much? Get some medicine, I'll have someone deliver it." Jing Yu turned around and was about to make a phone call.

"Wait," Mu Chi stopped him, sighed, "the second drawer in the middle of the closet contains soothing ointment, take it here and help me apply it."

Jingyu walked to the closet in the bedroom, opened the drawer, and sure enough, there was calming and soothing ointment.

Just as I was about to walk back, I suddenly saw a card in Mu Chi's shirt on the ground—an invitation letter to the outstanding alumni exchange and sharing session, which was dedicated to humanities and social sciences.He also has one, which is an invitation letter for business elites, and he will give a keynote speech at the business experience exchange meeting.

Mr. Wang explained to him that each exchange meeting invites 11 people, one of whom is the keynote speaker, that is, the one with the largest coffee table, and he can leave immediately after speaking.

He looked at the exact date and time, and put the card back in its place.

After applying the medicine to Mu Chi, the two lay on the bed.Jing Yu always felt that something was wrong, and when he finally realized what was wrong, Mu Chi had already fallen asleep—why does Mu Chi always keep soothing ointment at home! ! !

Unable to restrain himself, he got up gently, walked to the closet and gently opened the drawer. With the faint light of the mobile phone screen, he carefully checked the application conditions on the packaging box of the soothing ointment. massage.

Depend on!It's no ordinary soothing balm!