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The high-level people came out of the meeting room one after another, wanting to poke their heads to see what the person Lu Mingxiao ran out to pick up looked like, but the office opposite was tightly closed, and no one could see.Miss Secretary, surnamed Yue, was also one of those who came back this time. After packing up the documents that Lu Mingxiao hadn't finished reading, Wu Lin walked in and said, "I'll go and deliver them, you go home early."

Miss Yue said: "Thank you." Instead of handing over the document to Wu Lin, she walked away wearing high-heeled shoes.

Wu Lin was busy just now, and didn't know about Lu Mingxiao's going downstairs. Now that he was done with his work, the door of the office was closed. He wanted to know who would come over so late, so he quickly stopped Miss Yue and said, "Here, I'll go deliver."

Ms. Yue didn't like him at all. They entered the company at the same time. Wu Lin had a bad heart. There was someone in the family. It was said that he was the grandson of an old director.It doesn’t really matter if you have a relationship. After all, you can enjoy this right if you vote for this birth. It’s easier to join the company, but the Lu family has always competed fairly. It was very difficult, as secretary to the general manager and special assistant were positions that were highly competitive. Ms. Yue's ability to stay was entirely dependent on her own ability, but Ms. Yue could see how many tricks Wu Lin had used for promotion.

She ignored Wu Lin and sent the documents to Lu Mingxiao's office. With the instructions of all the high-level officials, she looked curiously at the person sitting on the sofa, prepared another pot of coffee, and then went out.

Mr. Lu's office is very large, with spacious floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the night view of the entire Qi'an City. Ye Hanzheng took out the soup and brought it to Lu Mingxiao, and stood quietly with him for a while, just like standing in the study room when he was a child Like reading a book with him.

"You go to bed." Lu Mingxiao didn't leave in a hurry, and was going to finish the work at hand, so that he could spare time tomorrow and rest for half a day.

Ye Hanzheng's eyes fell on his thick and slender hands, and he said softly: "Tomorrow and weekend, I can wait for the young master to finish his work before going to bed."

Lu Mingxiao said, "No."

It must be dawn after work, and I don’t want Ye Hanzheng to go home, so I let him go to the lounge behind the bookshelf with a strong attitude. There are beds, quilts, and a not-so-small cloakroom. Ye Hanzheng’s office also has some for home preparations, and when he’s busy, he’ll bring a few changes of clothes to make do for a few days.

He couldn't resist him, so he could only push the door and go in. There were four or five sets of brand-new suits on the bed. They probably had just arrived and hadn't had time to wear them yet. Ye Hanzheng helped Lu Mingxiao hang up the clothes, and found that the dark cloakroom was full. It wasn't a change of clothes at all. A few pieces, tie, watch, shirt, leather shoes, it seems that all of Lu Mingxiao's personal clothes are kept in the company.He knew that the Lu family's villa was so far away that the young master probably wouldn't go back after get off work, but he didn't expect that he seemed to live here.

Sure enough, there are all kinds of toiletries in the bathroom, and there is even a small open kitchen. The oil, salt, sauce and vinegar are all newly bought, and no one cleaned them up.

Can the young master know how to cook?Ye Hanzheng thought of the meal that Lu Mingxiao made before he left, and couldn't help but feel a little distressed. His young master stretched out his hands to eat from his clothes and opened his mouth to eat. He has been busy with work these years, so how can he have free time to learn how to cook?

Was there no servant to take care of him?

Ye Hanzheng lay on the bed tossing and turning, still wanting to go out to accompany Lu Mingxiao, but before he got up in time, Lu Mingxiao was already one step ahead of him, opened the door and came in and stood beside the bed.

It should be that he wanted to lie down and rest after finishing his work. Ye Hanzheng obediently closed his eyes and didn't make a sound. Although he really wanted to talk to him, he didn't want to delay his sleep time. Unexpectedly, Lu Mingxiao just came in and stood for a while, putting his suit on The coat covered him, and he went out again.

The indoor temperature is very high, Ye Hanzheng has no pajamas to change, he doesn't want to dirty Lu Mingxiao's quilt, but at this time the familiar temperature is wrapped around his body, as if two people slept together many years ago, tightly next to each other, he held Lu Mingxiao Xiao's nose was slightly sour in the suit, and he didn't dare to open his eyes, fearing that he would miss it for a long time, so it just flowed down the eye sockets and onto the clean pillow.

The next day at around six o'clock, Ye Hanzheng woke up, took Lu Mingxiao's coat and walked out. Mr. Lu was really busy all night. The coffee that Miss Secretary helped to make yesterday was finished, and he was leaning on the chair for a rest. Ye Hanzheng lowered his voice as much as possible, but he still heard it, rubbed his eyebrows and stood up and said, "Wait for me, I'll go wash up."

Ye Hanzheng wanted to help him, but he stood in the dazzling cloakroom, but he didn't know what clothes the young master should wear. After not seeing each other for a long time, no matter how much he worried about him, some things would still become unfamiliar. Ye Hanzheng hesitated for a long time, until Lu Mingxiao When I came out, I heard him say, "That black shirt."

"Okay." Ye Hanzheng took it off and turned around, suddenly speechless.

Lu Mingxiao was wiping his hair, with a bath towel around his waist, and wet drops of water were hanging on his bare chest, one by one flowing around along the perfect muscle lines, "Ye Hanzheng?"

"what?"

"Why are you so stupid?" Lu Mingxiao's voice was slightly hoarse, and he frowned at him with the tiredness of not sleeping all night.

Ye Hanzheng hurriedly shook his head, went to the bathroom to find a clean towel, wiped his back for him, and said, "Master, shall we have breakfast later?"

Lu Mingxiao: "Yes."

Ye Hanzheng invited: "Come to my house to eat? It's still early, and there's still time to make preparations at my house. After dinner, the young master can rest there for a while." He then asked: "Do you still have to go to work in the afternoon?"

"Yeah." Lu Mingxiao said, "You bought a house...?" His question was a bit awkward, the first four words seemed to be a statement, and he added a question to the last word.

Ye Hanzheng didn't care, nodded, remembering that he was still standing behind him, and said again: "I only bought it two years ago, it's not very big."

But enough for two people.

He put the towel aside, then handed the shirt to Lu Mingxiao, but Lu Mingxiao didn't pick it up, looked at him and asked, "Are you tired?"

"Ok?"

Houses in Qi'an City are not cheap, not counting the time Ye Hanzheng went to school, and only worked for six or seven years. To be able to buy a house of his own, it is hard to imagine how hard he worked before.

"I mean your work." Lu Mingxiao dried his hair, turned on the light in the cloakroom, and took out a pair of pants.

Ye Hanzheng followed behind him and said, "Although I sometimes work overtime, it's nothing compared to the young master's workload." Looking at the bright lights, he remembered the night at Yunding Villa, and asked, "Young master's Is night blindness cured?"

Lu Mingxiao said: "I am genetic, how could it be good."

Ye Hanzheng was puzzled: "The young master is sleeping now, why don't you turn on the light? What if you wake up at night and can't see it?"

This question obviously stunned Lu Mingxiao, and told him to turn around with a stern face. Ye Hanzheng thought about the reason, and when he turned around, he was half a beat slower. Unexpectedly, Young Master Lu didn't wait for him at all, and pulled off the bath towel casually, leaving him completely naked.

The four eyes met, and there was no sound for a while, Ye Hanzheng's half-turned body froze in place until Young Master Lu said, "Still watching?"

Only then hastily recited it, and even the question just now went out of the blue.

Lu Mingxiao snorted, put on his clothes, put on his watch, looked at Ye Hanzheng's red ears, and secretly raised the corners of his mouth.

There is no special reason for suddenly turning off the lights and going to sleep, it's just that someone is not around, and when the lights are on, I miss him, and when I turn off the lights, I can dream of him.