Your Most Faithful Companion

Cen Sen is obviously not a man who can turn on the hemp mode anytime, anywhere, at least it is difficult to turn on Ji Mingshu in a sober state.

He kissed her lips like a dragonfly, said goodnight, and planned to go to bed.

But Ji Mingshu is not easy to fool, he puts his arms around his neck and refuses to loosen it, and his delicate nose is also wrinkled, so he must listen to him yell again.

Cen Sen's eyes darkened, her eyes lingering from her loose curls to the slipping sling.

Soon, he leaned forward and dropped a warm kiss, which was particularly aggressive compared to before.

It was too late when Ji Mingshu reacted. He glared at him twice, struggling with his hands and feet, but in the end he was still unwilling to soften into a pool of water under him.

Love||When the tide was surging, she seemed to have heard such an intimacy and muffled "baby", but at the moment her head was blank, and it was impossible to determine whether it was a hallucination.

She only remembered that her spine had been knocked to the ground early, and she was forced by Cen Sen, shattered and whimpered a lot of "husband".

In the early morning of the next day, the sunlight poured in a warm golden color from the clear French windows, and there was an ambiguous sweet and greasy smell remaining in the air.

Ji Mingshu's body aches, and he wakes up as if he has no bones. The whole person is on Zen Sen.

Even brushing his teeth was leaning against him, his eyes half-squinted, and he hummed and acted like a baby.

"Toothbrush, take it." Cen Sen put the toothbrush with toothpaste squeezed into her hand.

She didn't answer, "I don't have the strength, I blame you, I can't lift my hand."

Cen Sen: "..."

Ji Mingshu: "Otherwise you help me brush it."

Cen Sen looked down at her, "Swipe it myself, I'm almost late."

"Then I won't do it anymore." Obviously playing a rogue.

Cen Sen was silent for a few seconds, "Open your mouth."

She didn't stretch herself, showing a successful smile, but she quickly closed her mouth again, and opened her mouth obediently, just like a beautiful lazy little puppet cat, nestling in the owner's arms waiting for the fur, and stretching out from time to time Little paw interacts with the owner.

The master Cen Sen also took out all his patience, brushing his teeth, washing his face and combing his hair, and took care of him step by step.

In fact, his movements were jerky and uncomfortable at first, but seeing Ji Mingshu snickering in the mirror, his patience to rest slowly rekindled, and he became more interested in these trivial and ordinary relatives.

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When Ji Mingshu and Cen Sen were sticky in the room, the high-levels who accompanied the imperial capital were waiting in the VIP lounge outside the room.

In the morning, Cen Sen and these group executives will go to the Junyi Shuiyunjian in Star City to inspect, because there will be a high-standard tourism summit forum held in the Shuiyunjian Hotel. Junyi must ensure that there are no problems with the venue.

One minute before the agreed time, the door to the direction of the suite was finally opened. Everyone got up to tidy up their clothes, planning to pay attention to Cen Sen from half of the corridor.

But a minute later, all this eye-catching gift was given to the air, no one was seen at the door, and the woman's scream fell into everyone's ears clearly.

"Kiss, don't let go if you don't kiss!"

...

"Well, kiss again!"

...

"No, I'm so sleepy. I haven't slept for a few hours. I blame you! I will paint after I wake up."

...

The older executives have never seen any scenes, and they all look like old monks with gods.

The younger-skinned face was thin, and he didn't dare not to listen, so he could only tidy up his cuffs and clothes from time to time. The atmosphere was very embarrassing.

Ji Mingshu didn't know someone was waiting outside, so he hurriedly tied Cen Sen's tie and went to open the door for him. Seeing that there was still a minute, he half hung on him and acted like a baby, and wanted to kiss him good morning.

After getting her wish, she pushed Cen Sen to the outside. He also held the door and stuck his head out, and waved to him bye.

It's okay not to probe. Ji Mingshu's body stiffened during this probe, and some unspeakable embarrassment rushed all the way from the soles of his feet to the sky.

Ji Mingshu: "..."

Cen Sen: "..."

High-level people: "..."

Zhou Jiaheng didn't know if he didn't sleep well last night or something. He seemed to be stuck in the paste early in the morning.

From the moment the door opened and heard the sound, he stayed in a daze, without thinking of any remedy.

At this moment, seeing Ji Mingshulu showing half of his head, his brain twitched, and he stood at the forefront and bowed to her, "Good morning, madam."

The high-level people walked in without knowing it, and immediately bowed and said, "Good morning madam!"

The greetings were uneven from young to old, and it looked like a group of grass-roots teams who had been forcibly cast down.

The only response to them was the sound of the door being closed, "Bang--!"

Jiang Chun: [Ji's Shushu, you are so funny, hahahaha, laugh to death, hahahahahaha! 】

Ji Mingshu: [...]

Ji Mingshu: [Did you die? Do you want me to add a bottle of dichlorvos for you? 】

Gu Kaiyang: [Hahahaha, why don't you say "comrades have worked hard" hahahahahaha! 】

Ji Mingshu: [...]

Ji Mingshu: [I hope your words are as little as your money.jpg]

Ji Mingshu: [After the black is blocked, I have something to contact with the bottle.jpg]

Ji Mingshu never expected that she spit out in the group for a long time, "how did Zhou Jiaheng, the pig brain mix with the general assistant", "their high-level brains of the whole group are not normal", "the dog man Cen Sen didn't even tell Someone outside of me must have deliberately wanted to see me embarrassed.” After that, not only did he fail to get the expected comfort and unanimous complaints, he was frantically laughed at by the two plastic sisters.

She felt that her little bird's heart had been hurt by 999 points again, so she sent a circle of friends with her heart: [The world is not worth it. 】

Cen Sen: [But the small ribs are worth it. 】

"..."

Does he need to work?

Why is it so idle? ? ?

blocked.

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What happened this early in the morning was too embarrassing. As long as Ji Mingshu thought of the scene, he felt his heartbeat stopped and his breathing stopped. Naturally, he was in no mood to continue sleeping.

She drew a sketch in front of the computer for a while, but she didn't have any inspiration, and then she collapsed and continued to use her phone.

When she checked her mobile phone, she realized that An Ning had also left a message for her circle of friends. Compared with the style of other monsters and ghosts, An Ning's phrase "What's wrong with sister" seemed particularly innocent and ignorant.

She found An Ning on the list and explained to her that she was just joking and nothing happened.

In fact, when he arrived in Star City, Ji Mingshu thought that Cen Sen would take her to see Chen Biqing and An Ning, but Cen Sen never said anything.

It seemed that going to Anjia for dinner was simply a meal, and he didn't intend to reunite with the former family after many years.

Ji Mingshu and An Ning chatted casually.

An Ning accidentally mentioned that her school was about to host a sports meeting, so she followed the words and asked, "Have you participated in any project?"

Anning: [No, I have congenital heart disease and cannot participate. 】

Ji Mingshu: [Congenital heart disease? 】

Anning: [Hmm. 】

An Ning: [Actually, my parents agreed to return Brother Cen Sen to the Cen family because they wanted to raise money for me to treat the illness. Brother Cen Sen seemed to be reluctant to forgive Mom and Dad because of this incident. 】

Ji Mingshu didn't know much about the original things, thinking that the Cen family was particularly strong and could not stay in the settlement, so he was forced to agree to the exchange.

Now it seems that the exchange was not forced, but they gave up their non-natural son in order to save their own daughter.

She seemed to suddenly understand why Cen Sen had been so worried about it.

After An Ning sent this sentence, she didn't think it was particularly appropriate, and then carefully changed the subject.

Ji Mingshu also felt that he was not suitable to talk about this topic with An Ning, so he only cared a few words along with her condition.

Thinking of the floor where they lived, she asked again: [Didn’t Cen Yang come back? It’s not convenient for you to live in the old community. Why don’t you move to the imperial capital with him? 】

It took a long time for Anning to reply: [My brother Cen Yang and I are not very familiar. 】

Ji Mingshu remembered what Cen Yang had said, and was a little unsure: [He didn't ask if you want to move to the Imperial Capital? 】

An Ning hesitated for a while, and answered cautiously: [I asked, but that should be just a polite...We rarely talk. 】

Ji Mingshu understood, so he didn't ask any more questions.

She and Cen Yang haven't been in contact for a long time, especially after he stopped Hu Cen Sen's project investment during the Chinese New Year.

In fact, she also vaguely understood that Cen Yang was probably not as free and easy as he was in front of her, but she was not willing to make any malicious speculations about Cen Yang.

Anyway, for business competition or something, it is better to leave them to men to conduct real duels.

Ji Mingshu cheered up and sat up and drew pictures for a while.

Not to mention that Cen Sen is often a serious and indifferent face, but in fact there is still a little talent in his bones to be a life mentor.

She felt that the design suggestions he gave last night were all reasonable. They were the kind that could be considered seriously while squatting on the toilet.

Cen Sen said that she learned high-end design at school, and the cases she had encountered in the past were all artistic creations that focused on the pursuit of design beauty.

She has a specialization in the field of art. In fact, she doesn't need to worry about the failures caused by her inadequacy. As long as she can draw a little creative inspiration related to the temperature of life from this failure, it is enough.

Without knowing what she thought, she took another stack of white paper from the side and manually wrote down the aura that had just passed by.

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While Ji Mingshu was busy drawing pictures in the hotel, Cen Sen had also left the water and clouds, and rushed to the city to attend an industry conference without stopping.

The meeting lasted until 5:30 in the afternoon, after which there was a social party.

Cen Sen was about to return to Star City and left on time at 8 o'clock, and did not participate in the transition.

Before getting on the highway, some strange tremors suddenly came from the road.

The driver felt bad, and after asking for instructions, he slowed down and stopped, leaned against the wide road, and drove a double flash.

Driver: "It's kind of like an earthquake, but it shouldn't be our place. It will pass in a while."

Zhou Jiaheng received the instant message, with his eyes downcast and reported: "A magnitude 5.8 earthquake occurred in Star City."

After hearing this, Cen Sen called Ji Mingshu directly without saying a word.

Ji Mingshu's phone call is connected, but no one answers.

He also signaled Zhou Jiaheng to contact the hotel staff. The hotel staff said that Ji Mingshu went out in the afternoon and seemed to have not returned.

The driver noticed something was wrong, and said casually: "A magnitude 5.8 earthquake is not very serious. Don't worry, President Cen."

"It's not your wife, of course you are not worried."

His gold-rimmed glasses reflected light, and he couldn't see the emotions in his eyes, but he pulled on his necktie, his tone was never before, and it was a little inexplicably dry.