Days dominated by wife-watching demons

"Director Ge." Mo Yan took a step back, retracting his wrist that was pinched numb by Ge Zijie, with a smile on his face, "Long time no see."

Ge Zijie didn't answer, grabbed the back of An Jing's chair with both hands, and pulled her back with the chair for a certain distance, "It's all right."

An Jing shook her head inexplicably, she and Mo Yan were just talking, what could happen.

Mo Xian was not annoyed when he was ignored, "Director Ge has a good eye, I'm really envious of finding such a good seedling."

"You should really be envious." Ge Zijie's tone was flat, but his words were somewhat arrogant, "If there is nothing special, please ask Mr. Mo to leave. This is the personal waiting room."

"It's really boring." Mo Yan crossed her arms, raised her chin high, not at all afraid of Ge Zijie's indifferent expression, she shook her hand at An Jing, "You must remember to contact me this time."

An Jing reluctantly nodded, and finally sent the plague god away.

"Give me the business card she gave you."

"Ah? She didn't give me the business card this time." An Jing met Ge Zijie's eyes, as if suddenly trying to remember something. It stands to reason that Ge Zijie shouldn't know anything about the business card, "Maybe, the business card in my coat last time Did you pick it up?"

The atmosphere was deadlocked for two seconds. Under Ge Zijie's death gaze, An Jing quickly changed her words, "Ah, it seems that I lost it myself. Look at my memory."

"How did you meet her?" If it was the first time they met, it would be impossible for Mo Yan to show such acquaintance, and An Jing is not the type who is defenseless against strangers.

"It was just before, when I went to Anyang School, Mo... Zong helped me swipe the access control card." An Jing couldn't directly call Mo Xian's name, so she had to call Mo Zong along with the others.

Ge Zijie's eyes darkened, and he remembered the fancy scarf, "The fan you mentioned is her?"

An Jing frowned, she knew that neither "yes" nor "no" was the correct answer.

"You were with her when you asked for leave suddenly that afternoon?" Ge Zijie couldn't imagine that he was so focused on how to "punish" An Jing that day that he ignored such an important matter.

"Mr. Mo asked for half a day off for Anyang, so..." Seeing Ge Zijie's increasingly cold expression, An Jing immediately sped up her speech, "The main reason is that Anyang was wrongfully plagiarized, and I think the chances of us seeing each other will decrease after we debut A lot, and she seldom cries so aggrieved, I agreed in a moment of softness, next time I will definitely not ask for leave casually, I'm sorry!"

The three people outside didn't dare to step in because they didn't get Ge Zijie's permission. Now seeing An Jing bowing and admitting his mistake to Ge Zijie, they didn't even dare to breathe loudly, for fear that Ge Zijie would get angry and his anger would be implicated in himself.

Ge Zijie looked at the top of An Jing's head with a sullen face, and sighed, "Why didn't you tell me."

"I can help you with Anyang's affairs. You are afraid that you won't be able to stay with her longer after your debut. I can ask Xu Bai to help you adjust the schedule so that you can meet every week, or I can directly bring her to the company to see you."

"Also..." Ge Zijie stretched out his hand to pull An Jing, who was forced to straighten up and look at her, "Next time, try apologizing to me casually, and I promise to do something worse than before."

An Jing's ears turned red, she didn't dare to think of something more extreme than "that", "I will remember."

"En." Ge Zijie glanced at the three people outside the door, and put An Jing's hand back into his pocket, "Come out after packing up, and take my car back."

This time, the three who saw An Jing and Ge Zijie's intimate behavior with their own eyes fell silent. After knowing that An Jing was not embarrassed by Mo Yan, they said goodbye to her one by one.

Xu Bai sent Song Fan and Ye Min back to the dormitory, so he took a step first.

"Do you want to go with us?" An Jing remembered that Xi Ge's home was very close to Ge Zijie's villa.

"No need, there are other arrangements for tonight." Xi Ge smiled, she was not blind, the pink bubbles between the two were about to overflow the screen, and only Song Fan, that idiot, thought it was a quarrel.

It was still early when I got home, so An Jing went up to take off her make-up and took a shower, and when she came out, she found a text message on her phone.

It was actually sent by Tang Tang.

'Just in case, let me tell you that the director has been working overtime in the afternoon for meetings, and there is no time to eat. I am afraid that she will not eat it because of her personality, so if it is convenient for you, help her to buy something, less sugar, light Come on, the director has a bad stomach, sorry for the trouble. '

Tang Tang is the only person in the company who knows that An Jing lives in Ge Zijie's villa, so it's not surprising that he came to ask her.

Only after seeing this text message did An Jing know why Ge Zijie showed up suddenly after clearly saying that he would not be able to come to the scene at night.

In order to come to the scene, she gave up her meal time and arrived before the end.

An Jing hurriedly put on a short sleeve and went downstairs, planning to go into the kitchen to make something for Ge Zijie's dinner—maybe it's just a supper, it's past eleven o'clock in the evening.

"Director..." An Jing realized that Ge Zijie was still sitting on the sofa in the living room and hadn't entered the study when she came down.

"Huh?" Ge Zijie glanced at her.

The skin that has just taken a bath still has a moist luster, a head of semi-wet hair is casually draped on the shoulders, the white short sleeves are dyed transparent, the wide collar reveals two delicate collarbones, and the hem of the clothes is double Fair and slender legs.

"come over."

An Jing walked towards her, only to realize that tonight's AXSY singing stage was shown on the TV, with a progress bar of just over three minutes, which meant that Ge Zijie had sat down for so long and had watched it at least ten times.

The shoulders were covered with Ge Zijie's coat, "What's wrong with me, I wear short sleeves and dangle around every winter."

An Jing replied to her: "Short sleeves are convenient, it's already April, and the heating in the villa is quite good, so I won't catch a cold."

"It's easy to catch a cold in April when the season changes." Ge Zijie frowned and interrupted her, took An Jing's hand, and helped her roll up the long sleeves, and folded them until An Jing's elbow, before she stopped.

The hem of the dress was long enough to just cover the middle of her thighs, covering the shorts and making it look like she was wearing no pants.

Ge Zijie looked away, "What are you doing up so late?"

"Secretary Tang said you didn't eat dinner..." An Jing followed Ge Zijie to look at the TV screen, just in time to see the part where she was pulling his tie, and remembered the enthusiastic and bold comments of those netizens, her face turned red, "So I'm going to take a look at the kitchen Is there any ingredients, I will make you a meal."

Ge Zijie raised his eyelids to look at her. An Jing, who had removed her make-up, had no strong eye make-up, her skin was clear, she looked cute and fair, and she was not aggressive at all. She felt a little itchy in her heart, and wanted to hold her in her arms and kiss her hard. One sip, and then watching her blushing and panting, her mood will improve strangely.

An Jing is so familiar with this look, every time Ge Zijie looks at her like this, she feels like a prey that has been stripped and pressed on the chopping board, "Well... If you are not used to my food, I will help you Go out and buy."

"It's so late, where are you going to buy it?" Ge Zijie rubbed An Jing's soft palm, and said softly, "Go ahead, I can eat whatever you want."

The ingredients in the refrigerator are more abundant than expected. It seems that the kitchen aunt will fill them regularly, but there seems to be no leftovers left, and it is too slow to re-cook now.

An Jing poked her head out of the refrigerator, "Director, do you want some noodles?"

"Ah."

It's just that it's easy to finish cooking the noodles, and it just so happens that An Jing is also hungry, so she plans to cook a bowl for herself by the way.

After washing the side dishes, dicing the meat, and adding the broth that my aunt has stewed and put in the refrigerator, the configuration of this bowl of noodles is not too bad.

An Jing learned to cook very early, and often cooks for Anyang, so she is very skilled in operating the cooking table.

Ge Zijie watched TV on the spot for a while, and finally turned his gaze to the kitchen behind.

The thin back is seriously engaged in the work in hand, and the action of chopping vegetables is very neat. It seems that he has done this kind of thing since he was a child.

He deliberately walked lightly, and walked behind An Jing quietly.

An Jing was tearing up the baby vegetables in her hand, completely oblivious to the person standing behind her.

Ge Zijie lowered his eyes, and his gaze stayed on An Jing's exposed snow-white nape. The ambiguous expression in his eyes became more and more intense. He couldn't help but lowered his head and kissed An Jing's thin waist unsteadily.

Immediately, Ge Zijie noticed that the body in his arms became stiff, and a trace of interest flashed across his calm eyes, and changed from a light kiss to a sucking, biting the white jade-like earlobe viciously with his sharp teeth, and gently teasing with the tip of his tongue, Satisfied to see that An Jing's ears were red.

"Director?" An Jing stopped what she was doing.

Ge Zijie pulled away slightly, and instead pinched An Jing's earlobe with his fingers to play with. The warm and soft touch from his fingertips brought a smile to her eyes, "Huh?"

Such a girl who becomes so shy after being teased casually, where did she find the courage to tease herself proactively before.

Seeing that An Jing didn't ask the next question, Ge Zijie spoke thoughtfully.

"Go ahead and don't pay attention to me."

An Jing closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and almost couldn't help throwing out the thoughts in her heart.

How could I not care about you like this!

I had no choice but to continue tearing off half of the baby cabbage, the noodles in the pot were almost cooked, An Jing bent down to hook the bowl on the left, and the loose hem followed this movement to reveal a part of her waist.

The people behind him knew how to seize the opportunity. A pair of hands with thin calluses just sneaked in and stuck firmly on the lower abdomen.

She twisted her body slightly as a resistance, but Ge Zijie hugged her even harder, buried her head on her shoulder and bit her.

"Can you leave no traces..." An Jing shrank her shoulders, she had noticed last time that Ge Zijie seemed to be extra persistent in this kind of thing, "It's a bit difficult to cover up the words behind."

The person next to his ear chuckled, his chest against his back was vibrating, and he exhaled hot air on the side of his neck. Ge Zijie said, "Then just leave no trace?"

No, that's not how it is said.

After speaking, Ge Zijie broke An Jing's chin, and pecked her lips lightly, which was lighter than any previous kiss, but it made An Jing even more throbbing.

"Then use this instead." Ge Zijie's voice was a little hoarse, it sounded like he was trying to suppress something, and even with An Jing's heartbeat, he started to run wildly on the highway.

"This time...do you still owe it?"

"I owe."