deep desire

The waiter brings the food, and this topic ends here.

Lu Jing frowned deeply, Feng Si saw him like this, and a frivolous smile climbed up the corner of his mouth again: "What are you nervous about?"

Lu Jingshen remained silent. From the day he saw this person in front of him again, he had an intuition that Feng Si was a difficult and troublesome person. He thought that staying by his side would be able to restrain him, but it turned out that he overestimated himself and underestimated Feng Si. .

Lu Jing felt deeply regretful, the relationship between him and Feng Si seemed to be slipping in an uncontrollable direction, but there was nothing he could do.

Once it's stained, it can't be shaken off. In fact, he should have realized it from the beginning.

Feng Si seemed to see through his thoughts, and said indifferently while eating: "Don't be nervous, I don't have superpowers, and I won't do anything to you."

Lu Jingshen blurted out the question he had asked him before: "Can you disappear from my presence?"

Before he could regret it after asking, Feng Si watched his thin lips part, and whispered two words: "No."

Lu Jingshen was completely speechless, lowered her head and ate in silence.

When the meal was over, Feng Si received a call asking him to go out to play again. He responded casually, hung up and said to Lu Jingshen, "You will go back directly in a while? Is my work for today over? Anyway, you It’s annoying to look at me, so I’m leaving myself.”

Lu Jing hesitated for a moment, and asked him: "You have only been here for more than a month, and you have so many friends?"

"President Lu is caring about my private life again?" Feng Si said disapprovingly, "How difficult can it be to make friends, even if you are friends, you can just have fun and pass the time, or does President Lu think that everyone is just like you ? Apart from work and entertainment, you can only play squash by yourself?"

He stood up and finally said before leaving: "Don't worry, I will be back before ten o'clock in the evening."

Feng Si left, until he walked out of the restaurant with his back, Lu Jingshen was still dazed, inexplicably remembering Feng Si's tone and expression when he called someone on the balcony in the morning, and frowned.

The next Monday, Feng Si went to the company with Lu Jingshen as usual in the morning to help with some chores, and ran away before noon, and only said hello to Liu Jie, saying that he had something to ask for leave in the afternoon.

When Liu Jie entered Lu Jingshen's office to report on work, he sued Feng Si by the way, asking for leave and leaving without waiting for approval, this was the first time he had seen him.

Lu Jingshen didn't know if he listened or not, and didn't say a word.

After the secretary left, Lu Jingshen picked up his mobile phone, and Feng Si sent him a message 10 minutes ago, explaining the reason for his leave. He was going to the business jet company to go through the formalities in the afternoon and buy something by the way.

Lu Jingshen didn't reply, put down the phone, and forced herself to put those inexplicable thoughts behind her.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Lu Jingshen returned to Mingyue Bay, and when he entered the door, he could smell a scent, and Feng Si was humming a song and preparing dinner in the kitchen.

He received Feng Si's WeChat message again an hour ago, asking him to come back from get off work on time for dinner, but he didn't want to respond to it at first, but he was delayed in the company for another 10 minutes after the end of get off work, and finally came back.

"Come to eat hot pot." Feng Si raised his chin at him.

Lu Jing took off his suit jacket and walked over. Seeing the steaming hot pot and the ingredients on the restaurant table, he asked strangely, "You were born in England, so you can make these too?"

Feng Si put the last dish on the table, and said casually: "I am a fake foreign devil, thanks to my mother, I have a Chinese stomach, unlike Mr. Lu, who went abroad to a place that no one knows. Pretending to be a real foreign devil and pretending not to understand Chinese."

Lu Jingshen sat down at the dining table, and responded to his rebellion with silence.

Feng Si asked: "Can you eat spicy pot? I remember you can eat spicy food."

Lu Jing nodded deeply, Feng Si casually opened the beer and handed it to him: "Drink this."

He took a bottle of Coke himself: "I won't drink it, I have to fly with your brother and the others tomorrow."

Lu Jingshen gave a slight pause, Feng Si smiled and sent the beer can forward again, Lu Jingshen took it, poured it into his mouth, and picked up the chopsticks.

Afterwards, Feng Si turned on the projector and randomly picked a movie. They watched the movie while eating, and occasionally said a few words, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

It was almost nine o'clock after eating, they cleared the table together, and threw the pots and bowls into the dishwasher. Lu Jingshen was about to go back to his room to take a shower, but when he turned around, Feng Si grabbed his wrist.

Feng Si looked at him playfully: "Alex, your brother and the others are going to play outside for a week, right? I'm not here, how can you solve it by yourself?"

What he meant by "solution", Lu Jingshen naturally understood immediately.

"Do you want me to help you tonight?"

Feng Si asked with a smile.

Lu Jingshen's eyes flickered for a moment, but before he could answer, Feng Si said, "If you don't like it, forget it."

He let go of him, as if hanging on to Lu Jingshen on purpose: "Anyway, Boss Lu will always find a way to solve it, and it's not up to me."

Lu Jing was taken aback, Feng Si had already gone to do other work as if nothing had happened.

Lu Jing's deep gaze stayed on him for a moment, then turned and went back to the room.

Twenty minutes later, Lu Jing took a deep shower and came out to drink water, while Feng Si squatted in the living room, packing the flight case.

When Lu Jing walked past him, Feng Si suddenly raised his hand to stop him and looked up at him. Looking at him from this angle, Lu Jing's brows were deep and his eyes were lowered, and his wet hair drooped after taking a bath, which was rare and docile. Feng Si laughed softly.

Lu Jing frowned deeply: "What are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing." Feng Si shook his head slightly.

Without waiting for Lu Jingshen to say anything, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Lu Jingshen's ankle, which was close in front of his eyes.

Lu Jingshen's body straightened in an instant, and his calves became even more tense, trembling involuntarily, and Feng Si's restless hand came up to caress him.

"Let go." Lu Jing said in a deep voice.

Feng Si's fingers stuck to his calf, and he pinched it with moderate strength, satisfied with Lu Jing's deep and heavy breathing, Shi Shiran let it go.

"You're still as sensitive as before. You can't take it if you just touch it so casually. Do others know you're so easy to bully?" After Feng Si finished speaking, he raised his hands in a gesture of surrender before Lu Jing's face changed, "I'm just kidding."

After laughing, he asked him seriously: "Alex, I'm going outside tomorrow, won't you tell me something?"

Lu Jing asked deeply, "What do you think I should say?"

Feng Si: "Wish me a safe trip, leave early and return early, or maybe you will miss me..."

Lu Jing turned his eyes deeply, fell towards the direction of the sofa, and interrupted him: "You dropped your gloves."

Feng Si glanced at it, and said indifferently: "It's old, I don't need it, I just bought a pair today."

"Clean it up slowly." Lu Jingshen didn't tell him any more, went to pour water, and went back to the room directly.

When he woke up the next morning, Feng Si prepared breakfast as usual and put it on the island of the restaurant, but no one was there. Lu Jingshen stood in the empty restaurant in a daze for a moment, and later realized that that person was borrowed by him. Will be back in a week.

After breakfast, Lu Jingshen changed his clothes and went out while putting on his tie. Suddenly, he seemed to think of something and turned back to the living room.

He looked in the mirror and tried to tie the fancy knot that Feng Si had tied for him that day, tried several times, but still couldn't get it right.

Lu Jing looked deeply at the slightly unfamiliar self in the mirror, and stopped moving.

After a while, he closed his eyes and tied back the simplest orthodox tie knot.

When he turned around and was about to leave, he saw the pair of gloves thrown on the sofa again, and Lu Jingshen took it over. The edges of the gray-black leather gloves were severely worn, and they were indeed very old.

Before throwing it into the trash can, his thoughts moved slightly, he clenched the things in his hands tightly, stood there for two seconds, and went back to the room to put the gloves into the drawer of the bedside table.

At 09:30, Feng Si and others stood by the cabin door to welcome the passengers.

Before the people came over, Lin Ling and the others were so excited that they looked out three or four times. Feng Si said with a smile: "I said, is it so exaggerated? Haven't you met that Second Young Master Lu before?"

Lin Ling excitedly said: "No! Mr. Lu's family has other private jets, this is the first time he lent this plane to his brother, and it's not just Lu Chixie, but also Ling Zhuo, it's Ling Zhuo!"

The old captain next to him looked helpless, completely unable to talk about the topics of the young people, Feng Si tilted his head, traffic star?

After Lin Ling finished speaking, the two distinguished guests had already arrived, and the other three immediately stood up straight, kept a good posture, smiled, and welcomed the guests to board the plane.

Only Feng Si who was standing at the back was still in a loose posture, and looked at the two who were coming up with great interest.

Facing the warm welcome from the stewardesses, Ling Zhuo politely nodded his thanks to them, while Lu Chixie's eyes beside him locked on Feng Si directly.

Feng Si looked back calmly, Lu Chixie glanced up and down at him, thoughtful.

When the two of them entered the cabin, Lu Chixie kept his hand on Ling Zhuo's back, not trying to hide their relationship at all.

Feng Si withdrew his gaze, wanting to laugh even more.

These two brothers, whose personalities are completely different, are they actually close?

After sitting down, Ling Zhuo asked Lu Chixie in a low voice: "The young captain just now is what Sister Jing Qing said, Brother Shen's new assistant? Sister Jing Qing asked you to pay attention to him, what does that mean?"

Lu Chixie narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment, then smiled: "It's very interesting."

At 06:30, Lu Jingshen's traffic was stuck in a busy street during rush hour. He picked up his phone, and 10 minutes ago, Lu Chixie sent a WeChat message, saying that they had arrived and had just landed.

"Brother, your sealed captain, he is very powerful. When we went to visit the cockpit, he actually cut off the manual operation and used the Bombardier as a fighter jet. With a desperate attitude, the old captain next to him I almost had a heart attack, but thanks to him, we arrived early and had a late-night snack in time."

Lu Jing's deep gaze rested on the words "your captain Feng", paused for a while, and did not reply.

Feng Si's news followed in: "Here we are, work is over, I'll talk to you later."

Lu Jing took a deep look at the time.

When he realized what he was doing, he snapped his fingers.

With fatigue and irritability tangled between his brows, Lu Jingshen put down his phone, closed his eyes and leaned back in the seat.