gentle fall

During the business trip for a period of time, there was a backlog of domestic business. Many documents were waiting for Wen Huaiyu to review and sign. He held two meetings in the morning and read the documents for a few hours in the afternoon. Before he knew it, it was six o'clock.

It was time to work overtime again, Wen Huaiyu went out, stood outside the corridor for a while, and poured a cup of coffee by the way.

Just overheard someone discussing:

"Hey, it's another sleepless night working overtime. I'm afraid my wife will beat me to death when I go back."

"Who isn't? I work overtime every day. I promised this morning that I would go back on time. But if the leader doesn't get off work, how can we go back. Tonight is the rhythm of kneeling on the remote control again."

"Forget it, forget it, don't cry, hurry up, call home, report the news, post a location, prove that you are in the company, and didn't go out to mess around. It's too late, the leader of the family is going to kill someone with a knife .”

Wen Huaiyu had no intention of eavesdropping on what others were saying, but after listening, he really followed the words.

It turns out that I have been out for too long, so I want to send a location to my family?

In the past, Wen Huaiyu had never considered this issue.

Grandpa taught her to read, taught her how to survive in the mall, taught her how to behave in the world, but he never asked her about the trivial matters of life; Home.

The fingers holding the cup couldn't help exerting a little force, and the knuckles became more distinct. She breathed a sigh of relief in silence, put down the cup, and left quietly.

Back in the office, Wen Huaiyu picked up the mobile phone on the table, opened the chat page, only to find that during the business trip in the past half a month, Ji Yirou had sent her a message, asking when she would come back.

There was no reply, probably at that time during the daytime negotiation, frantically collecting materials at night, glanced at it, but skipped it again.

She tapped the screen lightly with her fingertips, and then she threw the phone into a drawer and buried it in the files.

When I got home, the pointer pointed to twelve o'clock.

In the end, there was a secret hope and expectation in her heart, which was hard to articulate, and even she herself didn't realize it, but she felt that it was impossible.Until she pushed open the door and saw a small wall lamp lit in the living room, someone was sitting on the sofa with a cashmere blanket on his body, looking peaceful and peaceful, that secret expectation turned out to be real hapiness.

She walked over with light steps, first watched quietly for a while, then stretched out her hand and touched her ear: "Ji Yirou, wake up."

In fact, the moment her fingertips touched Ji Yirou, Ji Yirou woke up. The body's reaction cannot be deceived. The sudden stiffness and uncontrollable trembling were too real. They all knew that she was awake.

"Well, what time is it?"

"It's twelve o'clock."

"It's getting late, do you want something to eat?"

"Don't eat, go back to sleep."

They went back to their rooms without mentioning tonight's WeChat message.It was a photo—

In front of the mahogany desk, the woman who was looking at the documents lowered her head, with a shining six-pointed star embedded in her earlobe, her thick long hair covered her shoulders, and her snow-white and delicate neck folded in an elegant arc, which was so beautiful that it was heart-wrenching.

The photo showed that she was working, followed by a location at the headquarters of Wen's Group, and finally, two words: Return late.

It seems that something has started to change.

……

With a click, the door slammed.

When Wen Huaiyu entered, Ji Yirou stepped forward and said softly: "Too little to wear."

Some companionship is silent, but it will seep into every corner.

After that night, Ji Yirou was no longer waiting in the living room, but at the door. Every time Wen Huaiyu opened the door, he could see that Ji Yirou was waiting for her to go home.

Wen Huaiyu handed her the coat and scarf: "If you wear too much, you will look bloated."

Ji Yirou stopped talking, and looked at her quietly with those clear and beautiful eyes, which made Wen Huaiyu afraid and had to surrender: "OK, please wear an extra sweater tomorrow."

Wen Huaiyu touched the tip of Ji Yirou's ear, her ear tip was still red very quickly, every time she blushed, bit her lip, and retreated, which made people want to bully her even more.

After the meal, Wen Huaiyu continued with his favorite activity recently...

Um, rub your belly.It's warm and soft, and it's very comfortable to rub. If you have a pet or something, how can there be a soft and cute little girl who feels comfortable to the touch.

Ji Yirou just took out a pair of thin gold-rimmed glasses and put them on. She has mild myopia and usually doesn't wear glasses. She only takes them out when watching TV.

Her appearance was originally cool and gentle, but whenever those clear and lively eyes were hidden behind the lens, the gentle breath weakened, and the deep eyebrows appeared a little cold, and the faint sense of coldness was infinitely magnified, even lonely and lonely. deserted.

Wen Huaiyu didn't pay attention to it. According to the usual practice, he put his hand on her stomach, rubbed her stomach, and said in a high-sounding way: "Rub it for you, it will strengthen your stomach and eliminate food, so you won't gain weight."

As she said this, she gently rubbed her hands through the thin sweater. While rubbing, she watched TV. A comedy anime was playing on the TV. Knowing when, these hands were very dissatisfied, they jumped over the sweater, and dived in... The warm and soft skin, the texture is delicate, and the touch is excellent.

Nephrite jade is warm and fragrant, so that's what it feels like.

Wen Huaiyu realized that he had crossed the line, but pretended not to notice, maybe he was afraid of scaring Ji Yirou, or he was deceiving himself.

The anime plot reached its climax, and it was hilariously funny. Wen Huaiyu couldn't help laughing until he trembled slightly.

Because she deliberately hid it, her eyes were firmly locked on the TV screen, but she missed those deep and cold eyes, Ji Yirou's eyes staring at her for a long time, and the hot but deliberately suppressed emotion in her eyes.

Wen Huaiyu's smile was very low, and he laughed all the time. When he saw the villain being bad and stupid, he curled up laughing so hard that he forgot that he was spared no effort to eat tofu at the moment, and raised his right hand... Accidentally, I touched something that shouldn't be touched...

... Both of them froze.

It seems that...accidentally...kneaded there...into it.

Wen Huaiyu felt embarrassed for the first time, quickly withdrew his hand, and smiled mischievously: "Sorry, my hand slipped."

This reason sounds lame, and even a little self-deprecating, but she really didn't mean it.

Because she never hides her desires and feelings, there is no question of whether she dares or not, it's just whether she wants to or not.But just now, she really didn't think much about it.

A corner of Ji Yirou's sweater was lifted up, she leaned back on the sofa, her long black hair was scattered on her shoulders, she breathed a sigh of relief, like a sigh: "Got it."

After speaking, she stood up and went back to the room.

Wen Huaiyu was sitting, looking at her back: Got it, then what?

Don't you really think she did it on purpose?

Why didn't she believe it at all?

What a mother's injustice!