When will Mr. Xu be reinstated?

That day, Jing Yu didn't ask any more questions after all, he was worried about hearing the answer he was afraid of, worried that Mu Chi would think of that old friend crazily, and worried that the long-term peace between him and Mu Chi would be broken.

Mu Chi had already arrived in London last night, he arranged the affairs of the group and boarded the flight to London.

Only when the person who cast the net is not around can the fish come in with confidence.

Jing Yu tapped the table with his knuckles, but his eyes were fixed on the clouds outside the porthole.The day you go back is the time to close the net.

It was already eight o'clock in the evening when we arrived at the airport, and the people from the overseas branch had been waiting for a long time.Jing Yu got in the car and went straight to the hotel where Mu Chi stayed.

Along the way, the drizzle was falling, and the familiar scenery came into view one after another, and the spiers of Gothic buildings were looming.It is said that the high-spirited peaks of Gothic architecture are the most accurate expression of the spirit of Christ: pointing directly to the sky, it inspires people to get closer to God, and to get rid of this suffering and sinful world as soon as possible, and go to the eternal paradise of heaven.

He owns a lot of real estate here, and each house has a housekeeper to take care of it. He wanted to make Mu Chi live more comfortably, but Mu Chi insisted on staying in the hotel arranged by the other school.

After arriving at the hotel, Jing Yu ordered the driver to leave by himself, and he got off alone.

The drizzle is continuous, just like his lovesickness.It's only been a day since we separated, and I've already started to miss it.

He sent Mu Chi a message as soon as he got off the plane, but he hasn't received a reply until now.

Didn't look at your phone?

Jing Yu didn't think much, and went to the front desk to check in.

The clerk at the front desk handed him a room card, and said in English, "Mr. Xu, Mr. Cheng specially explained that he has already rested. Please don't knock on the door, just swipe the card to go in."

rest?It's not even nine o'clock, so you go to bed so early?

Jing Yu walked to the door of Mu Chi's room, held his breath, took out his room card, swiped it on the door, and gently twisted the doorknob.

It was pitch black, all the curtains were drawn, and there was no movement in the room, only a small hillock could be vaguely seen bulging out of the quilt on the edge of the bed—the other half of the bed was empty.

Jingyu's heart warmed, he gently closed the door, and walked carefully to the bedside.

The person on the bed was still asleep, and Jing Yu sat by the bed, smearing the sleeping person.

So quiet, no sound at all.

He gently dragged his jacket and pants and lay on the bed.

The person next to him seemed to feel the coolness, and climbed up to him, hugging him tightly.

Jing Yu felt like a stove had rolled into his arms.

He frowned, and raised his hand to gently caress Mu Chi's forehead, which became even hotter.

have a fever.

Have you taken any medicine?

He gently broke free from Mu Chi's grip on his arms and ankles, and the people around him felt the absence of coolness and made whimpering sounds.

"Good." He stroked Mu Chi's hair, got up and got out of bed, walked to the table in the dark, and turned on the flashlight of his phone.

Sure enough, there were several square boxes on the table, which were antipyretics.

Turning around again, the bedside lamp was turned on.

"Are you awake?" Jing Yu strode to the bed, and put his lips against the other's red forehead, "Why do you have a fever?"

Mu Chi's voice was soft and weak, "I'm new here, I'm very uncomfortable."

"How many degrees? Have you taken any medicine?"

"It was 38 degrees six before going to bed, and I feel much better now."

"Why didn't you tell me on the phone?"

"What can I do if I tell you?" Mu Chi slightly raised his eyelids, "It can't get better sooner."

"I can call someone to take care of you," Jing Yu sighed, "Wait for me, I'll call you a doctor."

"No need," Mu Chi pulled out her two arms from the quilt, and put them around Jing Yu's neck, "You are a magic weapon for cooling down."

Jingyu couldn't resist him, so he had to lie back, and Mu Chi immediately leaned over, wrapping his hands and feet restlessly around his body.

His hands and feet were restless, and his mouth was also restless. The man in his arms lifted his chin, sticking out the tip of his tongue and licking his eyelashes continuously, making him itchy.

"Mu Chi..." Jing Yu's heart was so itchy that he could only gently peck Mu Chi's cheeks, eyes, and lips in response, not daring to go any further.

However, Mu Chi directly pressed his lips against his lips, rolled them vigorously in his mouth, and sucked gently, as if absorbing some celestial milk and jade dew.The hot bodies of the people around him made him hot, he hugged Mu Chi tightly, and responded to his kiss intoxicatedly.

But every time I couldn't help it, I would back away again.

Mu Chi was still running a fever, so he couldn't ask for it arbitrarily.

But the person in his arms is getting more and more insatiable.

No, it can't be like this.Jing Yu pushed Mu Chi away violently, the corners of their lips were still drawing when they left, just like their lingering lust at the moment.

He resolutely said: "Go to sleep, I'll take a bath..."

But Mu Chi stretched out his arms to wrap around his waist, stopping him from leaving, his eyes were half-opened and half-closed, the ends of his eyes were slightly red, the tip of his eyebrows slightly raised, and his red lips parted and closed, "I heard that you have a fever." It’s very hot and comfortable inside, do you want to try it?”

Jingyu: "..."

Jing Yu stared at Mu Chi for a moment, impatient with forbearance, clenched and loosened his fists, as if he was weighing what to do... But seeing the half-smile of the person on the bed, he finally lost his mind unbearably, Become a wolf!

An hour later, Mu Chi lay paralyzed on the bed, her face was flushed, her body was dripping with sweat, her body could not move, only her chest was still heaving violently.

However, Jing Yu was full of energy. He kissed Mu Chi's forehead, and his voice was full of satisfaction: "Are you hungry? Shall I ask someone to deliver food?"

Mu Chi's voice was hoarse and weak: "Whatever..."

Jing Yu picked up his mobile phone, made a call, and asked someone to deliver some porridge with vegetables.

After eating, he wiped Mu Chi's body and took his temperature again, it was already 37 degrees.

The corner of Mu Chi's mouth curled up slightly, "Let me just say, you are the best cooling artifact."

"Naughty." Jing Yu scratched the bridge of the other's nose, wrapped him up in a quilt, and then asked the hotel for a quilt to cover himself, and the two fell asleep.

After one night, Mu Chi's fever subsided, and the art work camp officially started.Jingyu was afraid that he would not be used to UAL's food, so he specially ordered three meals a day for him and delivered them to the school.He himself wanders between FBE investment companies and overseas branches to handle work.

In the evening, the weather in London was rare and clear, and Jing Yu had a dinner with several partners in the mall.Among them is the chairman and president of FBE - Greg - a man in his 50s, and an important partner and investor who co-founded FEB with him.

He said with a smile at this moment, "I declare in advance that Jingyu is in poor health and cannot drink alcohol. I have a license to replace alcohol with tea."

Jing Yu picked up a cup of tea and gestured to him from a distance to express his gratitude.

Another middle-aged man with blue eyes and slightly gray hair smiled brightly, "Mr. Xu is still so handsome, it seems that returning to your homeland will be easier."

Jingyu said politely, "Mr. Rex is the same as before."

The dinner table was harmonious, and everyone shared their careers and interesting stories. During the period, a middle-aged man with white hair and beard showed them a few photos, "This is the photo of North Sentinel Island just sent by my expedition team. , It's too spectacular!"

Jing Yu also leaned over to take a look. In one of the photos, there is a wide blue bay with coral reefs hidden in it. A primitive man holds up a harpoon and stabs an unknown fish. It is wild and natural.

Seeing that Jing Yu was interested, Greg explained, "Fox has funded an expedition team all year round to take him on adventures around the world. The expedition team has published several books!"

Fox laughed, "Thanks to Arden Cheng for seeing the world for me, I am not alone in my business career."

This person's surname is Cheng, and he seems to be Chinese. I don't know if he is Mu Chi's "Cheng", Jingyu thought to himself.