worn after Zha Shouzuo's death

When Ji Huai went back, Song Ci hadn't woken up yet, so he went to take a shower, and when he went to bed, Song Ci spontaneously rolled over and approached him.

I fell asleep until dawn.

Song Ci still had work to do. Although he did not have much time left, Gao Quan had stopped all his business inquiries, but some work still needed to be finished, and he couldn't push it away.

Listening to the broadcast has started, and he is going to a road show to promote it.

Gao Quan and Zhuang Ran worked hard to win Song Ci the right to only participate in the first road show.

This is Song Ci's last job.

Rao Chuan is still investigating who moved the wire, and who took the Concentric Stone, but he has no clue, that person is like a habitual criminal, as cunning as a loach, no one can catch him , Rao Chuan and Song Ci analyzed for a long time, suffering from the fact that the person had no next move, so they could only stand still and respond to all changes with the same.

The weather on this day was fine. When Song Ci went out, the sky was blue, neither hot nor cold, and the air was very fresh.

When he drove to the company, he paused in the parking lot for a while, hesitating whether to send a message to Ji Huai.

In the past two days, he and Ji Huai got along very harmoniously. Ji Huai still treated him very well, even better than before, like a soft and warm wind, moistening things silently.

But at the same time, the degree of transparency of Song Ci's body is gradually deepening.

Song Ci sat in the car for a while, then took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Ji Huai: I'm downstairs in the company, I want to go up to see you.

His afternoon plane is about to leave, and he will come back after the road show. He originally wanted to talk to Ji Huai yesterday, but because he has been in a sleep state, he has no chance to talk. If he doesn’t talk today, he will have no time. Ci even wants to see Ji Huai with his own eyes.

Song Ci picked up the lunch he bought for Ji Huai on the way, opened the car door and got off, and then came to the company's gate.

As soon as he entered through the door, the front desk smiled at him: "Hi sir, who are you looking for?"

Song Ci pursed his lips. Just when he was about to say that he was looking for Ji Huai, the phone at the front desk rang suddenly. The front desk gestured to him to wait a moment, and then answered the phone. After giving some instructions, the front desk said hello, and after hanging up the phone, the way he looked at Song Ci changed instantly.

She said to Song Ci with a pleasant smile: "Mr. Song, please follow me."

Song Ci followed her.

The front desk brought Song Ci to the elevator and helped him get off the elevator.

This elevator is private and exclusive, and the space is small, but the decoration is very luxurious.

The receptionist took Song Ci to the twentieth floor, and then led him all the way into the CEO's office.

Along the way, Song Ci received countless attention gifts, as if there were flowers on his face.

Song Ci is used to being a star, so he is naturally not afraid of the sight, but the people who look at him are all Ji Huai's employees, and they are the ones who spend the most time with Ji Huai every day... That's a bit concerning.

When Song Ci walked into Ji Huai's office, he looked like a student undergoing a review, with his back tensed.

After the front desk brought him into the office, he smiled and said to him: "Mr. Ji is in a meeting, and I may have to wait a while to see you."

Song Ci dryly said hello.

The front desk poured him a glass of water, and as if he remembered something, he said, "By the way, if you're sleepy, you can go to the lounge to take a rest."

She pointed in the direction of the lounge on one side.

Song Ci touched his nose and said thank you.

The front desk responded with a smile, and then left, closing the door behind him.

Song Ci was the only one left in the huge office.

Only now did Song Ci have time to look at what Ji Huai's office looked like. He stood up and walked around the room.

Ji Huai's office is in the same style as himself, with a cold and minimalist style. The floor is made of marble with a cold texture. There are several built-in bookcases against the wall, which contain some materials and books. , and some certificates or something.

The room is very open and has a good view. Looking down from the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can almost take in the entire city A.

Song Ci turned around, just returned to the edge of the sofa, before he could sit down, the door slammed softly, Song Ci heard the sound and looked over, Ji Huai walked in, and closed the door behind his back.

Song Ci smiled at him: "You're here? Why did the meeting end so soon?"

As he spoke, he walked towards the packing box on the table: "Come on, I brought you something to eat, you haven't eaten yet..."

In the middle of what he said, Ji Huai stretched out his hand to grab him, pressed against the door, turned around and bowed his head, and kissed him.

Song Ci groaned twice, his nerves tensed up again.

... This is an office, and someone may pass by at any time, and someone may knock on the door and come in at any time.

This feeling...is too exciting.

This kiss lasted for a long time, as if it had passed a century.

When they parted, Song Ci took a deep breath, his lips were moist, he lowered his eyes, and whispered: "...I brought you something to eat."

"Yeah." Ji Huai responded, then bowed his head and kissed him, touching and sucking, making Song Ci's body go limp and numb.

He reached out his hand to Ji Huai's chest, wanting him to stop, but just as he raised his hand, Ji Huai grabbed it.

"I can't eat for the time being," Ji Huai whispered against his lips, "The meeting is not over yet, I have to go back later."

Song Ci groaned, feeling a little shy, and wanted to avoid it, but there was a door panel behind him, and he couldn't avoid it. He was dizzy from being kissed by Ji Huai, and his brain became unconscious: "...then why did you come over?"

After asking this question, Song Ci fell silent.

Ji Huai gave a low laugh, kissed him again, and said slowly, "Come here to see you, hug you, kiss you..."

...It was obviously more than just a kiss.

Song Ci's ears turned red in an instant, and he groaned twice, his heartbeat accelerated violently.

Ji Huai laughed sullenly, hugged him tightly, and did nothing this time.

After the two hugged quietly for a while, Ji Huai whispered in his ear: "After replenishing energy, I think I should be able to last until the end of the meeting."

Song Ci hummed twice, and didn't dare to look up at him at all, his heart was bumping like a deer, and he couldn't find the north.

Ji Huai reached out and rubbed his hair, and kissed him on the forehead: "Wait here for me obediently."

Song Ci nodded obediently.

Ji Huai bent his lips, then turned and left.

After Ji Huai left, Song Ci walked around the office several times before calming down.

He felt that this state must be wrong, too wrong.

Ji Huai must have drugged him.

Otherwise, how could he be kissed by him... as if his whole body was about to melt, and he lost even the ability to think.

At this moment, the door was knocked twice, and then pushed open.

Song Ci looked over to the door, and the secretary came in and smiled slightly at Song Ci: "Mr. Song is good."

Song Ci let out a soft ah.

The secretary glanced at Song Ci's lips inadvertently, stayed there for a few seconds, and remained calm on the surface: "Mr. Ji asked me to bring you some gadgets to relieve your boredom."

Song Ci: "...Huh?"

Suddenly another person came in from outside the door, holding a box in his hand. The person put the box on the table, then nodded to Song Ci, and left again.

The secretary also smiled at Song Ci. For some reason, that smile looked a little strange.

She also left.

Song Ci stepped forward in a daze, and tentatively opened the carton box.

The inside is colorful and filled with all kinds of snacks.

...That's not surprising, is it?

Song Ci flipped through it twice, and paused.

After a few seconds, he pushed aside the snacks and found a neat stack of books at the bottom.

Oh open?

Song Ci blinked, and suddenly became interested.

What Ji Huai wants to show him is not socialist values, what red star shines on China, right?

Song Ci took out some of the snacks, and the words on the stack of books were immediately exposed, carefree and very clear.

——The 360 ​​and six days of lingering with the cold-faced president.

Top, middle, bottom, full volume, luxury revised edition, also comes with the author's signature.

In addition, there is also the little wife of the cold-faced president, the nighttime story that the boss and I have to tell...

The moment Song Ci read the title of the book, he uncontrollably thought of the little meat fan he had seen when lying on the carpet...office play.

And he is now in Ji Huai's office.

The two had just...kissed.

The shame level was immediately maxed out.

Song Ci hurriedly picked up the snacks, trying to cover up all the books inside.

After taking a sip of cold water to suppress his shock, Song Ci casually took a pack of snacks and tore it open, glanced at the rather large cover, and quickly put it back.

Ten minutes later, Song Ci boldly took out a book, thinking that idleness is idleness.

Half an hour later, Song Ci was lying on the sofa reading the book with relish.

After another 10 minutes, Song Ci fell asleep on his stomach, with his face pillowed on the book.

When Ji Huai walked in, he expected that Song Ci might be sleeping, so he walked in lightly. What he saw after entering was indeed the scene of Song Ci sleeping. Song Ci was resting on his arm, with a book under his face and lips Slightly open, sleeping peacefully, the coffee table is full of snacks, but they are all carefully caged together and cleaned up.

Ji Huai bent his lips silently, walked over, wanted to pick him up and put him on the bed in the lounge, so that he could sleep more comfortably, but just as his hands touched his body, Song Ci opened his eyes and woke up. come over.

Song Ci was stunned for a few seconds, then slowly regained consciousness, and his first reaction was to cover the book.

Ji Huai laughed lowly: "I won't steal from you."

Song Ci put the book behind his back, sat up straight, and smiled when he heard the words: "...I don't think you dare."

Ji Huai raised his eyebrows.

Song Ci smiled and said, "Your meeting is over, but I'm going to fly away this afternoon. Mr. Ji, don't you plan to replenish your energy?"

Ji Huai's eyes deepened.

Song Ci raised the book in his hand: "This is a bribe, but it's not enough... Come on, call me nice, and I'll let you do whatever you want."

Ji Huai laughed lightly, and slowly approached him: "How can it be considered nice?"

Song Ci groaned, dozens of titles flashed through his mind, all of them were from the book just now, he was in the midst of a brainstorm, and he was struggling to pick out two favorite names for Ji Huai to learn to call.

But in the next moment, he was caught off guard and pushed down on the sofa. Immediately, Ji Huai pressed up, stroking his lips with his fingers, Ji Huai lowered his head, and approached his ear little by little, his voice low You Shen: "Baby."

Song Ci's whole body froze, as if his whole body had been electrified.

Ji Huai gently bit his earlobe: "Can I kiss you?"

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