Sand sculpture boss is not secretly in love with me

"He wears bunny ears and a little fluffy tail on his ass..."

"Pfft, what are you talking about?"

Lin Song was originally sad about Zheng Wan, but after entering the house, he accidentally glanced at Duan Ruirui's computer, and the content on it made him almost spit out his dinner.

Further down is a line of unsightly descriptions. Rao Lin Song is a self-proclaimed open youth in the 21st century, and he is a little ashamed to see these contents.

Duan Ruirui came out of the kitchen with a water glass in his hand, and said nonchalantly, "I'm writing a fan art, and I really like the sub-CPs in a book, but unfortunately the author doesn't describe them very much, so I just produce food by myself. "

Fearing that Lin Song would misunderstand that he was not serious, Duan Ruirui made up for himself with two sentences: "The novels I usually write are very serious. Now that the inspection is so strict, I don't dare to drive in regular novels."

Lin Song thought that the other party had written soft essays for certain celebrities, so he asked with difficulty: "Then what do you usually write about celebrity essays?"

"It's also normal. How can I write it out if I am a real person."

That's good, Lin Song heaved a sigh of relief, their roommates are still normal.

"Lin Lin, why are you blushing? You are a crook, these things will happen to you sooner or later, how normal is this." Duan Ruirui stared at Lin Song Honghong's neck with curiosity.

Lin Song didn't want to talk to him, so he hurried back to his room, staggering slightly.

He just stared at those words, and Pei Ming's face consciously appeared in his mind.

Lin Song still has a deep impression of what happened that afternoon. He clearly remembers the feeling of Pei Ming's big hand walking on his body, and Pei Ming's panting when the love was strong is even more vivid in his ears.

Thinking about Lin Song's feeling on his face, but he still couldn't help fantasizing about what would happen to him if Pei Ming was really as described by Duan Ruirui. Thinking about it, he didn't seem to be so resistant.

"No, I can't think about it anymore." Lin Song forcibly withdrew his thoughts, not allowing himself to continue thinking.

When Pei Ming brought up the matter of treating guests again, Lin Song couldn't pretend that he couldn't see it. Isn't it just a bento, anyway, he would occasionally make a bento for himself, so this time he made an extra portion.

Because he planned to bring a portion for Pei Ming, Lin Song didn't eat as casually as usual. He ordered dishes on a certain group in advance before going to bed at night, and after waking up the next morning, the dishes came with a multi-layered lunch box.

Stir-fried bacon with peppers, stewed beef brisket with tomatoes, braised octopus, served with stir-fried cabbage, meat and vegetables are also available.

Not knowing how much rice Pei Ming ate, Lin Song specially packed a whole box.

He prepared a lot of dishes. In the end, Pei Ming's share contained two lunch boxes, and he took a small lunch box for himself. Putting these lunch boxes into the backpack was much heavier than usual.

"Lin Lin, what delicious food did you make again?" Duan Ruirui, who stayed up early in the morning, came out with a pair of panda eyes.

Lin Song packed another bottle of watermelon juice he squeezed in his bag. Summer is coming, and watermelon juice is a good choice for after-dinner drinks. "Your portion is in the kitchen. You can eat it before going to bed."

"Also, don't stay up late in the future, and be careful about losing your hair."

After Lin Song finished speaking, Duan Ruirui covered his head in horror, "No, I can't, I'm still young."

Lin Song was carrying a bag, without saying anything, he patted his shoulder with a heavy face, signaling him to take care.

Just work and rest in the underworld, it's no wonder that there is no problem with the body.

According to Lin Song's usual habits, he had to take the bus to the company at the gate of the community in the morning, and he needed to make two transfers in the middle, but there were a lot of things in his bag today.

While walking, Lin Song wondered whether he should be extravagant, and took a taxi to go to the company. As soon as he left the community, he saw a familiar Mercedes-Benz.

I just got out of this car last night.

Lin Song didn't go there immediately. He stood at the gate of the community, thinking whether the chances of meeting Pei Ming recently were too high. The morning sun shone on him, casting a warm golden light on the young man's forehead.

"Come up." Seeing that he was not moving, Pei Ming rolled down the car window and waved towards this side. The gesture was consistent with Lin Song's gesture of summoning stray cats and dogs when feeding them.

Jiangbei's love motto: When rumors appear, you must use actions to break the rumors, and then implement your relationship with him, first create a sense of CP for the two of you in the hearts of everyone.

To put it simply, it is to enclose land in advance and draw people to your side.

Taking a taxi to the company costs at least 60 taxi fares. Taking Pei Ming's car means saving 60, which means you can buy two catties more meat.

Lin Song weighed it a bit, and got into Pei Ming's car.

"Mr. Pei, good morning." Lin Song was already familiar with this car. After getting in the car, he was not polite, put his bag aside, and then took out the two lunches that belonged to Pei Ming and handed them to him.

The car was filled with all kinds of rice aromas in an instant, and Lao Zheng in the front row followed suit with a big appetite.

"Hehe, Mr. Pei, you have a good lunch at noon." Old Zheng said cheerfully, and then raised the baffle spontaneously.

Smelling the aroma of rice, Pei Ming instantly forgave Lin Song for not responding to his message last night.

He bent his fingers slightly, and said in an unnatural tone: "I didn't expect you to really do it, Lin Song, you are very homely."

In some Internet subtext, you are very homely and it means that you are very suitable to come to my house.

It's a pity that Lin Song seldom surfs the Internet, and seldom watches certain videos, so I don't know what that means.

Lin Song: "Well, as long as you like it."

Now that the two of them were sitting together, some evil thoughts that he had suppressed with great difficulty last night revived again, and Lin Song spontaneously radiated a variety of poses in his mind.

He leaned halfway against the car window, and his eyes fell on Pei Ming's thigh. The other person saw that he had been exercising for a long time. His waist and abdomen were strong and his thigh muscles were strong. He could...

Stop, no, I can't think about it anymore, Lin Song, have you been taken to the parking lot by Duan Ruirui?

Lin Song took a deep breath, looked away and forced his thoughts down again, but once something opened, it was difficult to close it again.

Pei Ming witnessed the whole process of Lin Song's 'watching' him, his back was straight, and he was glad that he cleaned up specially in the morning.

Later, when Lin Song looked out the window, he felt a little regretful, why didn't he continue to look.

Lao Zheng drove fast and steadily, so Lin Song arrived at the company gate 10 minutes earlier than usual.

The chairman's car has always been the focus of everyone's attention. It's okay to be shouted at in the hall yesterday, but when he thinks that he will be seen getting out of the boss's car this time, Lin Song has mixed feelings for a while.

"Boss Pei, I'll go up first, you're busy." Lin Song said goodbye to Pei Ming despite everyone's gaze.

Pei Ming got out of the car quickly: "Let's go together, take the special elevator with me."

Lin Song: ...

Pei Ming: "By the way, let's come to the president's office for lunch. Since it's a treat, the person who treats the guests must be there."

Lin Song couldn't refute this reason. After all, after sending the boss to the police station, he only needed a meal to settle his grievances.

Lin Song smiled gently: "Okay, Mr. Pei."

The gossip spread as usual. Lin Song got out of the car with Pei Ming. A few minutes later, when they arrived at the legal department, they saw colleagues they didn't know very well and looked at him with sympathy.

It looked like he was being bullied.

Lin Song:? ?

This is not the same as what he thought, what's going on, you all saw me getting off the chairman's car, didn't you feel envious or jealous?

Lin Song was full of questioning bubbles in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. After greeting everyone politely, he returned to his desk.

"Lin Song, we don't know that it's not easy for you. Don't worry, the chairman must have misunderstood you." Even Zhang Doudou, who has always disliked Lin Song, couldn't help but come over and say something.

Hearing this, the question mark on Lin Song's forehead became bigger.

Li Jiang: "I heard that Supervisor Mu went on a business trip this morning. Supervisor Mu just wanted to give you a new project yesterday, but he was sent away today. Then you came to the company with Mr. Pei in the morning. Hey, we all understand."

No, what do you all know? Lin Song feels that his young brain cells are no longer enough. What are these people thinking about every day.

Sister Liu, who was sitting in front of him, handed Lin Song a cup of Starbucks, and said, "President Pei walked with you last time, and then you were sent to a business meeting, and you were almost bullied by Wang; this time, Mr. Pei The one with a bad face got off the same car as you, and the head pastor who was kind to you was sent out."

"Hey," Liu Ying consciously found out the truth: "Xiao Lin, tell us the truth, have you cheated on Mr. Pei?"

Lin Song's whole body: ...

Fuck, this is all about what.

On the other side, Pei Ming was processing the documents while happily waiting for Secretary Zhao's gossip feedback.

The chairman sends the interns to work, this is a hot spot, no matter how much he and Lin Song's CP is more interesting than that of Mu Ye.

At 11 o'clock in the afternoon, when Secretary Zhao came to pick up the documents, Pei Ming didn't need to say that he would hand in his mobile phone. This time, he learned to be smart, and deliberately found an old mobile phone that he didn't use, and logged on to his social software.

On the mobile phone group chat page, one message after another quickly swiped the screen.

"I feel sorry for Lin Song"

"I feel sorry for Lin Song, poor handsome guy, why did you offend Boss Pei?"

"Distressed +1."

"+10086."

There was a bang, and the sound of something being thrown came from the chairman's office.

At this moment, Secretary Zhao was very grateful for his decision, and kept his phone.

Pei Ming's handsome face was filled with gloom. For the first time, he had a wayward thought: Since the employees are unreliable, then all of them should be replaced. Anyway, he has money.

Immediately, this thought was suppressed by Pei Ming, he couldn't be led astray by Lao Zheng, and really did such a mindless thing.

The intercom phone rings.

"Mr. Pei, the person in charge of the group's overseas branch, I'm looking for you. Do you want to connect the video for you now?"

Even if Pei Ming wanted to be willful, but he couldn't do it, and in a blink of an eye he returned to that calm and overbearing boss: "Go."

Secretary Zhao was not in charge of overseas affairs. He was about to go out when he saw his boss waving at him. Then Pei Ming took out a paper and wrote a few lines.

"How to make everyone naturally praise me and Lin Song's CP, I think you should be very good at this, Secretary Zhao."

Secretary Zhao: ...

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Pei Ming: You are the worst class of employees I have ever managed

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