One Hundred Ways the Uncle Collapsed

Atobu house.

Unexpectedly, the president of Atobe and Mrs. Atobe were sitting in the living room.

Seeing Jingwu Atobe dragging Weng Jing back, he immediately lifted the white porcelain bone tea set that had been on the coffee table for two days.

"Look at what you guys are like! What did you do in the company yesterday? Now there are gossips in the company, are you really disregarding human ethics?" The president of the trace department shouted angrily, as if they really did something big What violated human ethics and morality made him so angry.

"Heh." Mrs. Atobe sneered, her eyes filled with sarcasm.

Atobe Keigo's complexion was as usual, and there was no emotion in his sea-blue phoenix eyes.

Weng Jing was as immovable as a mountain, and tried to separate the hands of the two at the door but failed, so she stopped trying.Now Keigo Atobe, let alone other things, is still too strong when he is strong.

Atobe Keigo pulled Weng Jing around the Atobe couple and walked upstairs, not paying attention to them at all.

"Is this your attitude?" the president of Atobu asked.

"I didn't expect Jingwu and your sister-in-law..." Mrs. Atobe spoke halfway, which made people daydream.

The president of Atobu turned back, shouted angrily, and asked her to stop talking, and Mrs. Atobe stopped talking.

"Finish?" The man standing on the steps looked down from a high position, his eyelids drooping slightly, his deep pupils were filled with a turbulent undercurrent, and he was well wrapped and restrained in a calm shell.

Dangerous atmosphere overflows.

"Mr. Atobe, rumors are spreading all over the headquarters. If you, as the president, can't even handle this kind of thing, then you, the president, will be able to do it." The man's words were calm, but the turbulence in his secret was so high that he didn't know how high he was.

Miyu Atobe didn't expect his refutation, and was stunned in place.

Atobe Keigo's gaze shifted and landed on Masa Atobe next to her. The look in his pupils was not bored or disgusted, but a kind of casual contempt.

Masa Atobe trembled all over, she understood the meaning of that look, and he looked down on her.

Not only did he look down on her, but he didn't even take her seriously.

"Ms. Atobe, please remember that you can still stay in this house because of your grandfather's kindness, otherwise you should have gone to prison to be with mice." Facing Atobe Ya, Atobe Keigo's tone was calmer, The aloof attitude is indifferent to the bone, "Don't act recklessly, don't make any noise, stay here quietly. This is the only right you can exercise now."

Masa Atobe wanted to refute, but the eyes of the man on the steps were instantly caught by her throat, and the sharp teeth of the beast fell on her throat. As long as she made a sound, she might die on the spot.

Cold, bitingly cold.

"Mr. Atobe, you too."

After Keigo Atobe finished speaking, he looked at the two people sitting and standing in the living room, the color of the deep sea overflowing in the depths of their pupils.When he looked back and saw the little woman standing quietly beside him, he gradually warmed up and overflowed with starlight.

"Walk."

Atobe Keigo took Weng Jing and left.

There were only two stupid people left, still in the living room in a daze.

Walking to his room on the second floor, Weng Jing stopped: "Go up."

"No." Keigo Atobe refused decisively, pulled the little woman in front of him, lowered his head, and rubbed the tip of her nose, "King, I don't want to be separated from you."

Weng Jing's cheeks seemed to be on fire at that moment, but he still stubbornly maintained his superficial calm: "No!"

"Do nothing."

"No!" Weng Jing stared, what this man said was like a hooligan! !

"Believe me."

"..."

Hiss, so how did she get tricked into it?

Lying on the big bed in an orderly manner, the quilt covering her body was full of the fragrance of roses, and the people around her turned sideways, resting their heads on their hands, staring at her like that.

"Don't stare at me, I can't sleep." Weng Jing pulled up the quilt to cover his face, only showing his dark and beautiful eyes.Just disgust in the eyes.

The man chuckled, vaguely, but unusually nice.

He leaned over and placed a soft kiss on her forehead.

"Good night."

71.25

When I woke up again, I opened my eyes and saw a strange space, and the familiar smell wrapped around my body, like soaking in warm spring water, a kind of deep and lazy comfort.

Music was playing in the room.

That kind of old-fashioned gramophone, the needle tip across the grain of the record, babbling, filled with old tenderness.

It's like a Broadway tune.

I just don't know which song it is that can appear so gentle.

The side of the head suddenly fell, and the head that was resting on the pillow tilted away. Weng Jing opened his eyes and saw Keigo Atobe's magnified but still handsome face in front of him.Sunlight spilled into the room through the window, outlining the lines of his face, with a smile on his handsome face, like the gentleness of the warm morning sun blowing over the branches, extremely lingering.

"Good morning, Jing." He watched her wake up, lowered his hands, and put his elbows on the pillow instead.

Closer, yet natural and intimate, not at all offensive.

Weng Jing blinked, and his peach blossom eyes curled up to reveal a smile, softening the usually indifferent face lines, gentle and beautiful: "Good morning."

"Get up and wash up, and go to the company's headquarters in a while." He handed over a pocket, Weng Jing glanced at it, it should be clothes or something.He reached out and took it.

"Ah."

He left the room in a gentlemanly manner, leaving her enough space.

Weng Jing put his pocket on the side of his head, stared at the ceiling above his head, and began to let himself go.

What's going on with this pattern of honey-juice old couples? ? ?

After washing up, she changed into the clothes in the pocket that Keigo Atobe brought.

White turtleneck pullover, the high collar is piled on the slender neck, not bloated, but the neck is slender, the neckline is too high, and falls on the lip, making the woman's face appear smaller and more delicate.The matching dark green long sweater dress reaches the ankles.Showing her slim waistline and figure, she is slender and graceful.

With soft black hair hanging down her back, and warm eyes, Weng Jing looked at himself in the mirror in a daze.Why did this main character have such a big impact on her after she appeared?

Weng Jing closed his eyes and thought about the returning missing memories in his mind.

She began to think, why did she appear in this game world?And why is Keigo Atobe the strategy character in every world?And in her missing memory, what kind of identity is Atobe Keigo, she will show such dependence and admiration.

Thinking about it gave her a headache, Weng Jing raised his hand to press her forehead, another touch of temperature that did not belong to her came, and gently pressed the position of her temple.

"Headache?" There was concern in his voice.

Weng Jing opened his eyes and turned around: "When did you come in?"

He laughed, his voice was very low, and he looked very happy.Atobe Keigo put his hand around the woman's slender waist from behind, resting his chin on her neck: "Just now. It's just that you didn't pay attention while looking in the mirror."

Weng Jing glared at him. There was something in this man's words. She said that she was so narcissistic in the mirror that she didn't notice other people coming in. Did she?

"When will you tell me what I want to know?" She tilted her head and raised her chin, looking at Keigo Atobe's chin.Why did these bizarre things happen?The doubts in her heart need to be answered.

Atobe Keigo let go of her hand and turned her to face him: "King, I'm sorry. I can't say it now."

Weng Jing immediately tightened his eyebrows, and there was displeasure in his pupils, but not very strong.

Atobe Keigo, sighed, opened and closed his lips, and said something, but Weng Jing didn't hear anything.

Only the man's lips could be seen opening and closing, but there was no sound.

"It's not that I don't want to, but that I can't say it." Keigo Atobe held the woman's cheeks in both hands, and rubbed her tender cheeks with his fingertips, which was a soothing gesture.

Weng Jing raised his hand, touched the man's wrist with his fingertips, touched his warm skin, and felt the strong pulse beating from his wrist.She looked at the person in front of her carefully: "Have we known each other for a long time?"

"Yes." He smiled, with Feiyang in his eyebrows, looking at her in surprise and surprise.

"I forgot a lot?"

"Ah."

"But I can't remember."

The more she said, the more Weng Jing frowned, her face showed uncontrollable confusion and helplessness, her upper teeth bit her lower lip tightly, and the sadness and grievance surging in her heart made her unable to understand.

I can only suppress, restrain all the sadness, and flatten it in this body.

"King." Keigo Atobe was helpless, what happened in this world, even he himself could not control it.

Seeing the woman still stubbornly biting her lower lip and refusing to let it go, Keigo Atobe held her cheek in both hands and lifted it up, lowered his head and kissed her without hesitation.

The soft lips carried his favorite taste, surrounding his body, satisfying his body and mind.The moment when you hold someone in your arms, you will feel what is called consummation.

Obviously his current behavior can be regarded as a kind of violation, but the joy and happiness beating at the tip of her heart are not fake. She wanders in several worlds, and it seems that what she is waiting for is such a sense of belonging.

When the two parted, Weng Jing's soft red lips were shining with water, the corners of his eyes were red, and the misty peach eyes revealed a little charm.With his chin resting on the man's neck, Weng Jing turned his head sideways.

She asked something she couldn't even think of: "I love you, don't I?"

She obviously felt her whole body trembling while hugging her master, and the hand clasping her shoulder was getting tighter and tighter. It hurt a little, but she couldn't stop her from looking at him.

The man's eyes are like stars in the vast starry sky, the emotions suppressed in the chest surge to the surface, and the eyes are shining with the most moving light.

Such loving eyes are like a silent undercurrent surging in the vast and quiet ocean, enveloping people, and they can't even raise the thought of resistance.

"Yes." He smiled with a bright expression on his face. Looking at him closely, his facial features are even more beautiful