One Hundred Ways the Uncle Collapsed

Tackling one's own thorns, being careful and cherishing, why not?

"Okay." Weng Jing nodded, thought for a while, unbuckled the seat belt, leaned over with his hands on the seat, kissed the man on the side of the cheek, and sat back quickly.

When Jingwu Atobe turned around, Weng Jing reached out and pressed his face to prevent him from turning his head to look at him: "The light is green, let's go."

The man's eyes dimmed, it was very dangerous.

"Don't look, let's go." Stretching out his hand to pat the man's shoulder, Weng Jing stretched out his hand to cover his ear, his cold fingertips could clearly feel the temperature on the ear.

Think again of Keigo Atobe's dangerous eyes.

Hiss, she felt that she shouldn't do whatever she wanted, and make things happen as she pleased.

But when he sat down in the western restaurant, Weng Jing was still greatly relieved.

When they decided to eat in this well-known and well-known western restaurant, they met Yushi Ninzu and Takehito Mukahi who also came here to eat.

Why did you two come to a western restaurant for dinner together?

Xiang Riyue was a little puzzled. I met my friend for the first time today and invited me to have dinner with great interest. But why is the atmosphere so strange?

Shinobu Yushi looked at the two people sitting opposite him, and a question arose in his heart, are these two people not quite right?

"It's been a long time, Atobe-san, how does it feel to join the company?" Yushi Ninazu took the initiative to stir up the topic, slightly breaking the awkward atmosphere.

"Thank you for the relationship, it's not bad." Weng Jing sipped his saliva, and out of the corner of his eyes, he saw Keigo Atobe, who had little expression but was obviously in a bad mood, reached out and patted his hand under the table.

Then he was held back, unable to break free.

Weng Jing: ... This person has changed everything, but his willfulness has not changed! !

Several people chatted slowly, but the atmosphere was not bad.

While waiting for the order to be served, Xiang Riyue was habitually playing with his fork and chatting with the other three, but his hand slipped and the silver fork fell to the ground in an instant.Scratching his ears, the young man who still looked as handsome as a teenager showed an awkward yet polite smile, slightly moved away from the stool, and lowered his head to pick up the silver fork on the ground.

He lifted the tablecloth, saw the silver fork, and at the same time saw the tightly clasped hands of the two opposite people.

Hey, these two are dating.

Xiang Hiyue stood up suddenly, stretched out his hand to grab Yushi Ninzu's arm, and whispered to him, "Yuki Yushi, I feel that Atobe wants to be his uncle."

Yushi Ninzu: …………………I always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn’t refute it.

Taking a closer look at the two people opposite, although they were sitting in their own seats, there was a strange tacit understanding.

"Atobe." Shinobu Yushizai looked at the two people carefully, and the more he looked, the more he felt that his guess was right.Although I don't know when and why my friend and this person who can be regarded as their elder got together, but if they want to be together, they will definitely support it.

"Have you and Atobe-san made up your mind yet?"

Atobe Keigo turned his eyes to look, and the sea-blue and dark-blue eyes looked at each other for a while.

He held Weng Jing's hand generously and put it on the table: "Jing is the adopted daughter of my grandfather, what are you worried about?"

Xiang Riyue:? ? ?

Ninja Yuuji: ………Know how to play.

"I thought you, Atobe, were going to be your uncle." Xiang Hiyueren murmured, staring at the hands they held together with a dazed gaze.

Weng Jing: ...

Ninja Yuuji: ………

Atobe Keigo twitched his forehead: "Xiang Ri, have your tennis skills regressed after all these years?"

"???" Xiang Riyue was stunned, wasn't he?

Weng Jing: ...

Yushi Ninzu: ...May you be blessed, Yueren, you will still be my good partner.

However, the four separated after eating.

The purgatory training Xiang Riyue imagined did not happen.

Weng Jing was sitting in the car, watching the man's faint smile from the corner of his eyes, and reached out to pat his thigh: "What are you scaring Xiang Rijun for?"

"Hmph." He snorted, but didn't answer.

Weng Jing reached out and patted again.

Unexpectedly, Keigo Atobe stopped the car directly on the side of the street.

Weng Jing:? ? ?

"I don't want others to disturb us, do you understand?"

"...What are you bothering me?" Weng Jing's ears turned red suddenly, but it was well buried by the night.

This person didn't say anything, just glanced at him, restarted the car, and drove to Atobe House.

Weng Jing was stunned for a moment, what kind of eyes did he have! !

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Atobe Keigo got busy, his feet didn't touch the ground, and he turned back and forth like a top. Sometimes he couldn't see each other in a company, and what's more, he couldn't see his shadow at all until late at night.Weng Jing didn't know what he was busy with, but he didn't ask too much.

Such trust does not make her feel inexplicable, but natural.She believed that no matter what this man did, he had his reasons.And she also knows that what he is doing now will not cross her bottom line.

The time shown on the table on the table was already half past ten. Weng Jing had finished washing and had just entered the bed when the door of the room was pushed open.

Atobe Keigo came just to see people, and when he saw Weng Jing was still awake, he walked in.

Sitting down on the edge of the bed, Atobe Keigo leaned over, leaned on Weng Jing's shoulder, and wrapped his hands around the slender waist.

"Tired?" Weng Jing asked with concern as he raised his hand and rubbed gently on his temple.

"Yeah." Because his head was buried in his neck, the man's voice was a little muffled, and the hot air blowing against his collarbone brought him a **** feeling.

The woman's hand went down the temple and landed on the man's face. The skin was smooth and elastic, with warmth, even better than her own.Weng Jing patted him on the face: "How long will you be busy? Can your body take it?"

Atobe Keigo reached out and grabbed the woman's troublesome little hand, held it in his hand and squeezed it: "It's over, don't worry."

Weng Jing withdrew his hand back and slapped the back of the man's hand very lightly, with almost no effort: "Pay more attention to your body."

"Okay." Keigo Atobe squeezed the woman's soft and tender hand, lowered his head and kissed her palm, "Tomorrow, let's go to a place together, okay?"

"It's fine to accompany you anywhere, but you need to have a good rest first." Weng Jing pinched his ears. For a tough and domineering person, his ears can be soft.

"Okay." Atobe Keigo got up, waited for Weng Jing to lie down on the bed, and covered her with a quilt, "I'll be back in a while, huh?"

"Go." Weng Jing stared, with a hint of shame in his eyes.As if she couldn't sleep without him.

When Keigo Atobe came back from washing, the woman had fallen into a deep sleep for an unknown amount of time.

The warm yellow light from the wall lamp shone on her face with soft features, her black hair was spread out, covering her face, and her brows were slightly frowned, as if she was unstable in a dream, but it was extremely real.The long and thick eyelashes fluttered slightly with the breathing, casting a shadow on the bottom of the eyes.

I haven't seen her like this for a long time.Gentle like a charming dream.

He was afraid that if he closed his eyes, he would wake up from this dream.

Atobe Keigo got on the bed and took him into his arms.The sleeping person felt the temperature, and his limbs, which had been huddled together in an extremely insecure sense, stretched out and moved closer to his body.The head resting on the pillow leaned over spontaneously, found a comfortable place in the crook of his arm, and did not move.

With a chuckle, Atobe Keigo lowered his head and touched her forehead, then remembered something, and stared at her face.

"Although it's all you, I'm still not used to it."

Atobe Keigo sighed slightly, retracted into the bed, hugged him in his arms, then closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep together.

At breakfast the next day, Weng Jing didn't see the Atobe couple. Although it made her feel more comfortable not to see anyone, she still asked politely.

"Where are Atobe-san and the others?"

Atobe Keigo continued to cut the pudding evenly on the plate and fed it into her mouth: "Don't worry about them."

Weng Jing thought for a while, nodded and said, "Yes."

"You just need to care about me."

Weng Jing: ... Don't speak half of what you say, Mr. Atobe.

The old housekeeper Michael was smiling, smiling.

It's nice to be young.

"Hmph, it's fun."

Untimely, a disgusting voice came in.

Masa Atobe walked in, her eyes were bloodshot, her eyes were black and her face was extremely ugly.

"Kego Atobe, what are you doing to stop my card?" She took two steps forward, slapped the table and asked, her angry look seemed to want to eat Keigo Atobe sitting in front of her raw.

Weng Jing frowned, and put down the teacup in his hand to speak, but Keigo Atobe held his hand, took the handkerchief in Michael's hand, and carefully wiped the woman's white and slender fingers one by one.

Atobe Keigo just stood up, facing Atobe Ya, eyes condensed with glaciers and storms: "Mrs. Atobe, this is the bill you have squandered for so many years. The Atobe family has supported you for so long. , There are some things that I don't need to remind you. I have already canceled the card, if you are not satisfied, this." He pushed a document that had been kept on the table to Masa Atobe.

"You have been dissatisfied with Atobe's family for many years. When grandfather is away, I will make the decision. I will return your things to you, but don't think about things you shouldn't think about."

After finishing speaking, Atobe Keigo turned around and stretched out his hand, Weng Jing leaned over consciously, Atobe Keigo hugged the slender waist under the palm of his hand, and led the person away.

Atobe Ya looked at the backs of the two people leaving, her face was livid, and she overturned the things in front of her with a loud bang.

The damn thing!Doesn't he know what Izayoi has been suppressed by Mr. Atobe for so many years?What's the point of throwing such a mess to her?

Or did he know what he was doing in the company?No, no, after so many years, it is impossible for him to destroy his