[Quick Pass] The target of the strategy is the fine points

The night is deep, and the rustling of the leaves is particularly obvious. No one knows what is hiding in the darkness, only the unique cicadas in summer are chirping tirelessly.

The door of the villa was opened silently, and the person sleeping soundly in the room did not notice a figure standing in front of him, getting closer and closer. If he opened his eyes at this time, it must be a very horrifying scene, Ning Ji lifelong.

Zero Seven expressed contempt for the host's behavior, prying the door lock in the middle of the night, the familiarity of unlocking the lock is shocking, it looks like he has done a lot!

Tokia directly threw Zero Seven into the space, and looked at the sleeping person without blinking. Looking at the peaceful sleeping face made people feel happy.

The person on the bed was still curled up as always, with a stiff and compact feeling, his eyelashes were trembling slightly, his teeth were biting his lower lip, and he could tell he was sleeping restlessly.

Shi Xia gently parted his lips, and pressed his fingers against his upper teeth, in exchange for a vague dream.

He gently rolled onto the bed, but Jiang Hanqiu seemed to feel something, and rolled into his arms automatically, like a cooling ice cube in the hot summer.

The sunlight pierced through the unclosed curtains, Jiang Hanqiu narrowed his eyes slightly, and the sleepiness that had not been completely dispelled disappeared instantly after feeling the strength in his waist, and subconsciously turned over and grabbed the man's neck with his backhand.

Tokia: "..." Fate's throat was choked in his sleep, and he was almost choked to death on the spot.

Jiang Hanqiu tried his best to squint his eyes to see the person under him clearly, but because of the blankness in the morning, he staggered and fell onto the bed in embarrassment, and then Shixia saw the timing and pressed down on it.

"The real murderer." Shi Xia stretched out his fingers and touched his neck, and then buried his whole head on Jiang Hanqiu's body.

Jiang Hanqiu's heart skipped a beat, seeing the corners of the person's mouth move slightly, the smell of lavender lingering on the tip of his nose for a long time, made people feel at ease.

"Because my mother and I were the only ones who relied on each other before, and some punks often came to make trouble, so I developed a subconscious reaction." Jiang Hanqiu slowly explained his behavior to him, looking at the pinch mark on his neck, a little annoyed .

"Huh?" Tokia stared in a daze, only realizing what he was talking about after realizing it.

There is an inexplicable contrast between a person who is cold and resolute outside, telling him about the past seriously with a straight face.

Jiang Hanqiu felt uncomfortable under his gaze, so he directly pushed away to wash up, his face was deliberately tense, making him even more afraid to approach.

As a result, after he finished washing and came out, the figure that made him palpitate disappeared again, and everything before the trance seemed like an illusory dream.

Jiang Hanqiu's tense face collapsed, and his tightly held breath suddenly relaxed.

How clear is the touch before, is it a dream?

He suddenly remembered what Chen Ze told him about thinking day by day and dreaming at night. He closed his eyes and threw this thought out of his mind, looked at the time, packed up and prepared to go to the company.

When Shi Xia had nothing to do, he went straight out to buy breakfast, went for a run, and was refreshed for a while. He was almost photographed behind the door as soon as he returned to the door. Fortunately, he flashed in time.

Jiang Hanqiu looked at him coldly, with a little confusion deep in his eyes: "When are you coming back?"

Shi Xia raised his eyebrows slightly, and sighed resentfully: "Sure enough, I am transparent in Mr. Jiang's eyes. I can be forgotten after buying breakfast. I am afraid that I am a speck of dust among Mr. Jiang's many lovers." Bar."

The blue veins on Jiang Hanqiu's forehead danced tango as if they had made an agreement, and the trend was accelerating. I have to say that there were a lot of people playing.

"No one." Jiang Hanqiu took a breath, and tried to chat with him calmly, but the words were still pitifully few as usual.

"There's no one?" The bad elements in Shi Xia's heart couldn't help surging out, approaching him step by step.

Seeing him stiffen as he approached, the eyes behind the lens stared at him wantonly, like a bird trying to escape but pretending to be calm.

Jiang Hanqiu's eyes were still gold-rimmed this time, but there was a thin golden chain clipped next to him, and he felt like a beast in clothes.

"Nothing, it's getting late, I'm going back to the company." Jiang Hanqiu looked at him with a slumped Zhang Jun face, vaguely annoyed.

"Together, I just finished filming and have a holiday. I have nothing to do in the morning to accompany you." Shi Xia also knew that he was too funny, so he squeezed out a siu mai from the breakfast he bought and stuffed it into his mouth.

Jiang Hanqiu didn't prevent his mouth from being stuffed, so he could only chew and swallow, but he didn't say anything, but when the finger touched his lips and teeth, he was shocked.

"Is it delicious?" Shixia looked at him expectantly, his peach blossom eyes were bright and penetrating.

"Yeah..." Jiang Hanqiu's eyes fluctuated. The one who ate too fast just now didn't know whether it was delicious or not. For him, the food was only edible or not, and there was no big difference.

The two sat in the car speechless for a while.

After his unremitting efforts, Zero Seven finally regained his black hair, and now he is napping on Tokatsu's lap.

Shi Xia stroked the fluffy hair on his body, and suddenly noticed a different driver: "Where's your little assistant? Isn't he usually driving?"

As he spoke, he took out a bottle of milk from the bag, inserted a straw into his mouth.

"Chen Ze has been quite busy lately, so I asked him to help." Jiang Hanqiu was processing documents all the time, and his eyes scanned ten lines at a time.

"Oh." Shixia originally just asked casually, expressing his helplessness for his behavior of ignoring you as long as you don't speak, and directly biting the straw and starting to drink milk.

There was no way to do this, after all, Jiang Hanqiu was taller than him by a couple of inches, standing next to this person was like a kid playing house.

Instead of being envious of someone's height, it's better to take advantage of this body's development and drink more milk to make up for it. Stretching and stretching may allow you to go up a bit.

However, Jiang Hanqiu's eyes always drifted to the person drinking milk next to him, and his attention was completely lost.

The weather is gradually getting cooler in autumn, and Shixia put on a relatively large coat outside, plus he has never sat in a good sitting posture, and now his whole head is almost retracted inside.

As if an arrow had been shot in his heart, Jiang Hanqiu even reflected on whether he was a bit of an old cow eating young grass, forgetting that they are still just a contract relationship now.

People in the company are still busy, but they are a little curious about the people brought by the president. After all, that young man is too eye-catching, and he can't help but desert during working hours.

[Who is that boy brought by the president!I want all his information within three seconds! 】

[A boy's skin is so good that I cry like crazy, I won't let a girl live! 】

The small group secretly created by the company's employees exploded, and some people quietly took photos and sent them in, and a group of employees frantically licked the screen.

[Cut, isn't it just a little star who was adopted, what's there to be excited about. 】

[Tsk tsk tsk, I think you are just jealous of others, after all, every time you go to the president, you are rejected, and the powder on your face looks like a ghost. 】

There are quite a few people in the company who don't see each other right, and everyone knows who has a bad relationship with whom.

After all, even a small group can't control it. The two directly started fighting and made a mess, and finally the administrator stopped talking.

No one cares about this matter, after all, there are quite a few people who want to climb into Jiang Hanqiu's bed, and their employees don't care about the boss's affairs, unless you don't want this high-paying job to die.