The ex-boyfriend I slagged was the king of ghosts

The second anniversary of Anxi Group's official operation, everything is on the right track, Meng Qinglang and Xi Yan seem to have entered the two-year itch, Meng Qinglang found that Xi Yan is not very enthusiastic about certain sports recently, from a week... many times , to the nearest good baby, Meng Qinglang took a sip of tea, and still missed him a little bit.

Moreover, his little yellow duck pajamas didn't work anymore.

Hmm... Cheating... He didn't dare, could it be that there was something wrong with some parts related to his happy life?It's not good to avoid diseases and doctors, but if it's not possible, he can be on top without any reluctance. Thinking about it carefully, the feeling of going to Xi Yan should be pretty good. Do you want to...

The office in the headquarters of the courtyard house is now decorated in a very retro way. Meng Qinglang blushed slightly, swallowed, picked up a gel pen and drew a villain on the meeting minutes, showing an idiotic smile: "Hehehe..."

Soon a stick figure of a little white rabbit pulling a radish took shape, with childish and distorted brushwork.

Button button -

"Come in."

Wearing a silver-gray suit, Shen Ru pushed his glasses and walked in like a gentle scum. Xi Yan often travels for work, so he made Shen Ru his secretary in the name of lightening his burden. In reality, it was just Because Sheng You worked hard to become a master, he spent all day in the penis next door to him. Shen Ru was the eyeliner Xi Yan put beside him.

Oh man.

"Master Meng, we are leaving."

"understood."

Meng Qinglang stood up, adjusted his bright red sportswear, and waved domineeringly: "Let's go!"

There were three buses parked outside the courtyard, one was full of people, and the other two were empty. It looked rather strange. Meng Qinglang moved his mouth, wanting to spread out the living people on the bus. Then he thought, what if the bus appeared The situation of living people talking into the air seems to be more scary, and it is not good to scare the driver.

There were two rows of seats in the front row of the first car, Meng Qinglang sat in the first row, and Shen Ru sat beside him.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Sheng You got into the car after finishing the work at hand, glanced at Shen Ru, and sat behind Meng Qinglang.

Meng Qinglang frowned and looked at his watch, and waited another 15 minutes before seeing Xi Yan's nanny car driving up.

Xi Yan may have fallen asleep, and the car door opened after a while. Meng Qinglang poked his head out of the window, and saw Xi Yan get out of the car rubbing his eyes, yawning, his hair curled up from sleep, and he was disheveled. He didn't look like his man, so he retracted his head.

When Xi Yan got in the car, Shen Ru immediately stood up and walked around to the back row to sit next to Sheng You.

"Heh." Sheng You sneered and looked out the window, Shen Ru pushed his glasses and pretended he didn't hear anything.

Xi Yan rubbed his head on Meng Qinglang's shoulder, his nasal voice was strong, not too loud, just enough to hear in the back row: "I'm so sleepy."

Meng Qinglang put on the earphones: "Well, go to sleep, I'll call you when we arrive."

There was a new song by Xi Yan next to his ears. Meng Qinglang lowered his eyes, but his attention was not on the song at all. He rubbed his phone unconsciously with his fingers. Xi Yan was still as clingy as ever, so...Meng Qinglang looked down, Xiao Xiao There must be something wrong with Xi Yan.

Maybe...Xi Yan is sometimes full of machismo, and now he is an influential public figure. This kind of thing...wouldn't be ashamed to speak up, especially to him. I don't know if he has seen a doctor. his medicine?Maybe not.

Delaying his illness would be bad, it was related to his lifelong happiness, Meng Qinglang tapped his phone with his index finger, and Xi Yan's pants were taken off by him.

The bus drove for more than an hour, and the group arrived at a nearby famous outdoor sports venue. Meng Qinglang booked the entire scenic spot. Since it was Monday working hours, it was not too expensive. After all, he is also a serious Overlord.

Shen Ru, as the only person with a sports coat and tie on the scene, picked up the microphone and tried the sound test: "Hey, hey... Attention, all employees please stand behind their respective ministers according to their departments. behind my lord."

Meng Qinglang saw a group of ghosts come and stand behind him, including Xi Yan. These ghosts behind him are all dealing with "miscellaneous things". Living people have their own jobs, and they occasionally support the group. Ghosts belong to non-staff ghost members, or ghosts with special abilities, and they can float wherever they are needed.

"Ahem," Shen Ru stood on the bench, "Now I announce that the Anxi Group's first spring sports meeting will begin now!"

There was a clap of applause in the arena, accompanied by gusts of wind.

"The competition is divided into group competition and individual competition. The winner of the group competition will be rewarded with a gift box made by Mr. Meng himself."

"Wow!"

"Ahhhhh!!!"

"One box per ghost?!"

"Yes, you can freely choose the gift box for the living or the gift for the dead. The winner of the individual competition will double his salary this year—"

"Fuck!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

"The department he belongs to will reward Mr. Meng with a set of gift boxes made by himself."

"I cried."

"Weakly ask, are there any interns..."

"Yes, and besides," Shen Ru cast a veiled glance at Meng Qinglang, "Additional rewards, the winner can designate one person present to complete their own requirements, be careful not to ask too much."

"Haha, I haven't heard of this before."

"Interesting, head-holding ghost, you have to work harder. If you win, you can ask the ghost to kiss you, hahaha!"

The head-holding ghost scratched his head in his arms, and smiled embarrassedly.

"Attention, this sports meeting does not allow the use of any supernatural powers! The first team competition will be held next, with two people and three legs! Please welcome the first team, the logistics team Meng Qinglang, Xi Yan, Yin Division Shengyou, Muying, Yang Ya Fengjun, He Yanzhou, the Ministry of Reincarnation..."

Meng Qinglang and Xi Yan were tied together, feeling Xi Yan's hands around his waist restlessly kneading, his eyes moved, the last "designate one person to fulfill my request" was added by him, but he didn't There is no guarantee that I can win the single champion, especially as the chairman, I should give the opportunity to others.

Then...if anything happens in the game, he can use it as a reason to ask for a full-body examination, but the collective victory...Meng Qinglang glanced at Xi Yan's handsome side face, and he looked very energetic when he was eager to try , Compared with the physical health of the lovers and the honor of the collective, of course the health of the lovers is more important!

I'm sorry brothers, Meng Qinglang clenched his fist, at worst he secretly subsidized the logistics department later.

"Prepare - run!"

Xi Yan put his arms around Meng Qinglang's waist and pressed it tightly against his body, striding slowly to the finish line almost instantly.

Meng Qinglang was confused...

"Winner - Logistics Department!"

Meng Qinglang lowered his eyes, it was because he was careless, he should not lean on Xi Yan defenselessly, nor should he let him do what he did without resistance.

"The next item is Flour Solitaire. In a group of five, use the paper in the mouth to deliver the flour. The first to fill the test tube wins!"

Meng Qinglang sneezed and sprayed the last blow on Xi Yan's face. Unfortunately, Xi Yan just blinked and the flour didn't float into his eyes.

Accidentally stepped on the flour under his feet, Meng Qinglang's soles slipped, and more than half of the flour was sprinkled. He threw himself at Xi Yan, stepped on Xi Yan's ankle, and Xi Yan was instantly hugged by the princess. Flour and people are safe.

"..."

Repeated several times, Meng Qinglang no longer dared to look at the faces of his teammates. Although he was afraid to say anything because he was the leader, the accusation in his eyes...Meng Qinglang clearly caught a certain ghost that lost its eyeballs, and it was very painful. Trying to find a hole in the ground.

The Shengyou group was already half full, and they were only less than a third full. The number one place was already far away from them. With guilt, Meng Qinglang began to play seriously.

"Congratulations! The winner is - the logistics department!"

MD forgot that their group has long-tongued ghosts...

"The next item..."

He will work hard on the next item!Meng Qinglang clenched his fists, his gaze was firm, what he wanted to do, happiness was the most important thing!He must lose!

"The next event is blowing table tennis. Please rest the players who have participated twice."

Meng Qinglang: "..." Who made the rules, wages will be deducted.

After two rounds of rest, Meng Qinglang finally succeeded. In the double badminton match, he managed to hold back with an excellent result of not receiving a single ball.

Although later...he didn't do it on purpose, and Xi Yan avoided all his racket attacks with his extremely sensitive posture.

"Master Meng, don't be sad, we will work harder next time." The ghost in the team comforted him.

"Hmm..." Meng Qinglang was sullen.

There was a ghostly whisper in the logistics department.

"Don't say Master Meng is a game black hole anymore. You didn't do it on purpose. See how sad he is."

"Yeah, how nice is your lord to us?"

"Games, the most important thing is to participate, as long as adults have fun."

"However, I saw that the adults were very sad when they lost, and it seems that they still want to win."

"Then let's work hard! Win for Master Meng!"

"Hmm... um... just to put it mildly, the lord looks clumsy, please take care of him, ps, try not to make physical contact."

Thus, Meng Qinglang discovered that everyone was preventing him from hurting Xi Yan!

"I announce that this round of team competition has ten rounds, and the overall winning group is - the logistics department!"

"Sir, we won!"

"Thanks to my lord!"

"Your majesty!"

Meng Qinglang blushed, lowered his head, and sat back in the rest area dejectedly. Today, he is an embarrassing overlord.

When signing up for the individual competition, everyone kept it from Meng Qinglang. Meng Qinglang actually knew that he was going to sign up, but he didn't have the face to go, and he didn't have the face to fight for the championship, so he became a clapping audience.

Xi Yan's illness... Let's find another chance, he can endure it for a few more days...

Seeing his displeased look, Muying walked over and patted him on the shoulder: "Brother, the most important thing is to participate. You see, my high jump donut project is also on the street."

Meng Qinglang rubbed his head and said worriedly: "It's been two years, why have you only grown two centimeters..."

Muying's eyes turned red instantly.

"3000m race, get ready!"

In the arena, Xi Yan looked at Sheng You, who was running beside him, with a provocative smile on his lips.

"Hmph." Sheng You raised his eyebrows, and signaled with his expression, "Come here."

"run!"

Xi Yan rushed out in an instant, Sheng You's eyes were vigilant, his arms were pounding fast, and he quickly caught up and overtook him. Xi Yan gritted his teeth and accelerated his speed to overtake him. Sheng You leaned forward and rushed!

"Congratulations! The winner of the 3000-meter long-distance race is Lu Renjia! Let us applaud Mr. Xi and Mr. Shan who are still insisting on running the entire race!"

Xi Yan and Sheng Youbi raced to "crawl" and finally reached the finish line at the same time.

Meng Qinglang educated Muying: "In the future, remember to save your energy for school long-distance running. If you are a fool, you will go fast at the very beginning, and you will end up like this."

Muying nodded seriously.

Meng Qinglang rubbed his chin, he seemed to be physically strong...

"Volleyball game - start!"

Muying looked at it for a while, then quietly approached Meng Qinglang: "Brother Xi's ball...do you always want to hit Brother Sheng on the head?"

Meng Qinglang crossed his arms: "To each other."

"In the end, the winner of the comprehensive index in the [-] individual competitions is - Lu Renjia! Congratulations!"

Xi Yan and Sheng You fought to a tie. Xi Yan's face was stinky, and when he saw Meng Qinglang, he turned into aggrieved. He was about to stick to Meng Qinglang's body with stinky sweat, but he pushed him away mercilessly.

"Please take the bus, the next stop is the hot spring hotel!"

"yeah!"

"Duck rush!"

That night, Meng Qinglang confirmed one thing, Xiao Xiyan was intact and full of energy and almost squeezed him dry, only in the private bath...Meng Qinglang turned over, he seemed to understand something, Could it be... Xi Yan has some special fantasies about hot springs. Although he is not opposed to this kind of petty interest, he has been abstaining from sexual intercourse for nearly a month...

Let's build an imitation hot spring pool at home when we go back, heh, where can I find such a good partner like him, Xi Yan really found a treasure.

Before dawn the next day, Meng Qinglang was picked up with a sore back and aching back. Looking at the refreshed Xi Yan, he secretly glanced three inches below the eye button. If Xi Yan had something to do, he must be too energetic.

Mengshan is a hill near the hot spring hotel. A group of ghosts set off towards the top of the mountain. Meng Qinglang suffered from back pain and almost climbed to the top of the mountain while being half-carried by Xi Yan.

It was daylight, and the orange sun was rising behind them.

"One, two, three..." Shen Ru set up the camera, turned into a ghost and jumped over in an instant, and then turned into a gentle scum of a man in a tie and sportswear, shouting, "Eggplant!"

The camera flashes.

Meng Qinglang stood in the center of the first row and made a "Y". Xi Yan stood beside him and put his arms around his waist, but his eyes glanced at Sheng You next to him. The threat was obvious. Sheng You folded his arms, Looking back at him with a rebellious smile from the corner of the eye, Muying tugged on Sheng You's cuff, staring at the camera solemnly, next to him, old man Feng smiled wrinkled, Feng Jun was still an obedient boy, in the wide-angle lens, behind them It is Shaqima's head with various cracks, occasionally interspersed with a few living people.

The Anxi Group's first spring sports meeting came to an end, and the group photo was hung in the first grid on the back of the screen wall in the courtyard, marked "2019 All Group Photo in Mengshan".

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