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You Jing ran faster than a rabbit with someone on his back, and Yegor's jaw hit his hard back from time to time, causing pain, and wanted to kick him angrily.

You Jing had just stepped onto the deck, and before he had time to loosen his strength, he was kicked to an unspeakable place, trembling with pain, Yegor almost fell off.

You Jing turned his head and shouted: "What are you doing?"

Yegor put his arms on his back and pressed his head: "I'm asking you this, right? You quietly carried me onto the ship of the military department on your back, did you ask for my consent? "

You Jing's momentum has obviously weakened, and he bit the bullet and said forcefully: "You were injured on duty, as a superior, of course I have to be responsible to the end."

Yegor's eyes were uncertain, he looked at him, and suddenly said: "I have status, status, and fiancé, what do I want you to be responsible for?"

You Jing turned his head and said, "Is your fiancé a fake? I don't think he's happy."

"Oh," Yegor raised his voice and asked slowly, "He's fake, so are you real?"

You Jing was startled, and then his eyes widened suddenly. Yegor was lying on his back, but his face was very close, and his eyes were smiling, shining like burning sea water.

"You... what do you mean?" You Jing's ears were slightly red, and he stammered and asked.

"It's nothing interesting." Yegor straightened his collar casually. "Do you hear the footsteps? Your brother's subordinates will come to greet us immediately. Be good, Mr. Fake Consul."

You Jing pushed open a door on the deck and stepped in. This is a restaurant, and it's not time for meals, the huge place is empty.

His eyes glowed, and he said seriously, "Yegor, you have to explain it to me."

"My leg hurts," Yegor said, "Take me to the infirmary quickly."

"Let's talk first," You Jing said in a very soft voice, as if he was afraid of disturbing a perched butterfly, "Go see a doctor after we finish talking."

Yegor stared at him with gray-blue eyes: "What if my treatment is delayed?"

You Jing didn't think about it: "Then I'll take care of you forever." After he finished speaking, he was also surprised, his lips trembling, as if waking up from a dream, he repeated blankly: "I'll take care of you forever, Yegor."

He raised his head again, and his whole person was completely different. He said joyfully and firmly, "I will take care of you forever." Yegor had a smile on his lips, and he was as cold as jade, except for his bright red lips. She turned her head and pressed her lips gently to his.

The feeling of twisting his neck was too uncomfortable, he leaned over and put Yegor down, and turned around, the Secretary-General was already hugged by him, lips and teeth attached.

There was a sound of running outside the door, You Zheng's subordinates were looking for them, Yegor supported his shoulders, the lips of the two were slightly separated, the eyes that were always dark were calm at this moment, he was panting , said: "Shall we go out?"

You Jing's heart was pounding, he struggled for a moment, then looked at Yegor sincerely: "Kiss for a while, okay?"

Yegor buried his face in his neck and laughed, and asked him, "Is this the first time you're in love?"

You Jing never thought that the three words "falling in love" would be so sweet and pleasant to say from the mouth of the Secretary-General, who is not close to strangers, he blushed and nodded.

"Like girls with long hair and dark eyes who look good when they smile?" Yegor has an amazing memory. You Jing only mentioned it to him once, and he grasped all the important points.

"I only like you." You Jing said firmly.

He looks extremely stupid at the moment, with sweat hanging on his forehead, and sincerely speaking childish love words. On weekdays, Yegor would definitely laugh at the stupid You Jing unscrupulously, but now, his heart is rarely filled with tenderness. Emotions.

Your Excellency the Consul is still a young man full of vigor and hope.

You Zheng's helpless voice came from outside the door: "You Jing, I know you're inside, I'll give you 3 minutes to come out by yourself or I'll go in and catch you."

After two and a half minutes, You Jing pushed open the door, and You Zheng asked him, "What are you doing hiding in the restaurant?"

What he wanted to ask most was, what did you do to bring Yegor back, but this question is not easy to ask in public, especially when the secretary-general is still present.

You Jing spoke nonsense confidently: "I thought this was a medical room, and I was looking for a doctor."

You Zheng was stunned by his nonsense. Whose restaurant would look exactly like the medical room: "Don't you know which deck the small warship's medical room is on?"

You Jing took Yegor's hand, without turning his head to give him a look: "I know now."

When they returned to the capital of Cerberus, Helian Ding still hadn't seen Yegor for a long time. He couldn't help it, connected to the communication of the military headquarters for the first time, and asked You Zheng, "Where is Yegor?"

You Zheng remained calm: "The secretary-general is recuperating."

"He can go back to Helian's house to recuperate."

You Zheng remained expressionless: "It's not good for the patient to change the attending doctor midway."

Helian Ding held back his anger: "The doctor in Helian's family knows his physical condition better, and he is used to cooks and housekeepers. Yegor has been spoiled since he was a child, and if he stays in the military headquarters, he may cause trouble to Chief of Staff You .”

"No trouble." You Zheng's expression froze slightly, but he held back with great reluctance, "The secretary-general was injured on duty, and we are obliged to do so."

Anyway, it's not him who takes care of others, his younger brother is disobedient when he grows up, what can he do.

You Jing was peeling fruit for Yegor.He has a very stubborn personality, and he often sings against Yegor in the Consulate, trying his best to deal with the control freak who is a subordinate even if he is not angry with the Secretary-General.But now and then, now that he is wearing a thousand-degree love filter, no matter how bossy Yegor is, You Jing happily leads away, exuding an aura of happiness all over his body.

As a man on earth, you must be broad-minded when you treat your lover. You Jing happily posed for the fruit, sighing in his heart, or the company prohibits office romances. I'm really not sure I can get down to confronting Yegor again.

Except for one thing.

This matter has plagued Yegor for a long time.

"Go and break the engagement." You Jing said seriously, "A man cannot have green hair on his head."

Yegor was looking at a document, and his hands trembled when he heard the words. He raised his head and asked calmly: "In the upper class of Orpheus, there is a lover who is nothing, you don't have to worry about it."

"No," You Jing said, "This matter is not negotiable. If you are engaged to him because of the position of Secretary-General, then I am also a nobleman, and you can continue to work in the Consulate with me."

Yegor looked into his dark eyes and sighed, "Do you know how big a scandal the consul and secretary-general had had an affair?"

"I can resign and plead guilty." You Jing said without thinking.

Yegor tilted his head and said, "Resign from the position of consul. You are just a 20-year-old kid with no education and no job. Will I still be with you?"

"Will you care?" You Jing looked at him eagerly with a firm face.

Yegor was silent for a moment, his eyelashes drooped low, and the sun swayed on his eyelashes. He raised his head again, and the light fell into his eyes. He asked, "If I am not the Secretary-General, will you care?" ?”

"No." You Jing said without hesitation.In his eyes, Yegor, who has no secretary-general status, is rather cuter.

Of course, he wouldn't say that out loud.

Yegor fell into deep thought again, You Jing looked at him patiently, and gently tucked the hair hanging in front of him behind his ears, Yegor held his hand and said softly: "Do you want kiss?"

You Jing justly refused: "Don't try to seduce the consul, don't change the subject, eh."

An exceptionally soft thing blocked his lips, You Jing slowly relaxed, and hugged the Secretary-General's shoulder with his backhand.

Alas, be a mistress, or just be a mistress.