Flirting day and night

Chapter 65: Being arrogant due to favor
The woman in front of her had just taken a shower. She smelled of good shower gel. She had a delicate body and a slender waist. She was a rare beauty.

Xing Zheng walked inside with one hand holding the person in his arms. She was so thin that it took almost no effort to hold her up.

Jian Mi was picked up by her and walked straight in. She leaned on the man's chest as softly as if she were boneless, and gently played with the buttons on his chest with one hand.

Xing Zheng carried her to the sofa and put her down, grabbing her rebellious hand, "Want to die?"

Jian Mi was not afraid at all, "If you die under peonies, you will be a ghost even if you die."

Xing Zheng narrowed his eyes and looked at the person in front of him, with a hint of amusement in his brows, "You are quite courageous. Even though you are injured, you are still so restless."

Jian Mi curled her lips and said, "My uncle has come all the way to discuss with me that the moon is rounder tonight."

Xing Zheng took the initiative, took off her bathrobe, and took a look at her bandaged wound. Blood was already oozing from it.

"Where's the medicine?"

"On the table."

Jian Mi didn't expect that even though she was so careful, the wound still opened a little.

Xing Zheng was about to take off the bandage, but Jian Mi grabbed his wrist.

Xing Zheng raised his eyes and looked at her, his dark eyes intimidating, "What are you doing?"

"I'm afraid the wound will be too ugly and scare my uncle."

Jian Mi wasn't lying. She had more than a dozen stitches on her arm, and the wound looked quite hideous. She didn't know if there would be any scars after recovery.

She was about to reapply medicine to the wound herself, but Xing Zheng had already taken the medicine on the table first.

"Hey, uncle, it hurts."

Jian Mi cried out in pain.

"Ah, uncle, don't use so much force."

"Hey, it hurts, uncle, please be gentle, okay?"

Xing Zheng grabbed the apple on the table and stuffed it directly into Jian Mi's mouth. His voice was strong and cold, "Shut up and challenge me. You will only suffer. If you don't want the wound to be stitched up twice, just be good."

Jian Mi took the apple and took a bite. There was a bit of cunning in her eyes, and she even looked down at the other person's belly provocatively.

The old man is quite forbearing.

Xing Zheng put a bandage on her and threw the remaining things on the table, "I'm leaving."

Jian Mi grabbed the man's clothes and said, "I'm hungry."

Xing Zheng looked at her condescendingly, but Jian Mi just continued talking to herself, "I just came back from a business trip today. As soon as I came back, I went to the company and worked overtime. I didn't even have time to drink water. I was even injured at night. , went to the police station to record a statement, and went to the hospital for treatment. I didn’t even have time to eat dinner.

Strictly speaking, I was injured at work. After all, Dou Jingya is a former colleague of Tang Song Media. Moreover, I am also the person that my uncle personally said that he must protect me. My arms are inconvenient now. Could it be that my uncle dislikes me? "

Xing Zheng stretched out his hand, pinched Jian Mi's chin and shook it, "Do it again."

Jian Mi smiled slightly and said, "It's just a matter of pride."

Seeing Xing Zheng take out his mobile phone, Jian Mi added, "If my uncle performs well, I will give him a reward."

The man let out a low laugh, whether it was disdain or ridicule.

Originally, Jian Mi thought that the other party would really cook for her, but Xing Zheng still made a phone call, gave an address, and asked someone to deliver some food.

Jian Mi laughed at herself inwardly. She took it for granted after all, thinking that the man would cook for her.

That's right, she is like a pet raised by Xing Zheng now. When the man is happy, he will come over and stroke her fur, but when he is unhappy, he won't even look at her.

And how can pets order their masters to do things?
Jian Mi was sitting on one side and suddenly thought of something. She walked to the cabinet on the side and opened the drawer. On it was the lighter she bought before. Xing Zheng was standing on the balcony smoking at this time. The man was a bit addicted to cigarettes. He almost smoked one every time he saw him.

Jian Mi hid the lighter in her pocket, poured two glasses of red wine and handed one over.

Xing Zheng chewed on his cigarette and leaned lazily on the railing, "Have all the Wings of Tomorrow projects been completed?"

"It's almost there. The previous sponsors have also arranged it, and the anchors for the later period have also started. Although the traffic is not as large as the first five, because of the participation of sponsors, the later placement is not a problem.

In the past two days, we have also found several artist evaluators who can screen out unqualified artists and retain the anchors we need. "

When it comes to work, Jian Mi talks eloquently and naturally seems to attach great importance to this aspect.

"A partner is coming tomorrow?"

"Well, we have already made an appointment. Then we will discuss the cooperation plan with them. With their participation, the Wings of Tomorrow project will be more than just a product of a short video."

Wings of Tomorrow can break out of the traffic of a certain short video and truly reach the public.

Xing Zheng raised his glass, and Jian Mi clinked glasses with him. As soon as he took a sip of red wine, the goblet was taken away by Xing Zheng.

The man drank the rest of her red wine in one gulp and returned the empty glass to her.

Jian Mi couldn't help but feel a little funny, "Uncle, what are you doing?"

"The doctor didn't tell you that you should not eat anything recently."

Jian Mi approached Xing Zheng, put her chin on his chest, raised her head and looked at him, "My uncle has the toughest mouth in the whole body. Why don't you just say that you are worried about me and can't let me drink?"

"Didn't you try the hardest part of my body?"

Jian Mi smiled without saying a word and secretly put the lighter into the other person's pocket.

I thought I was doing it without anyone noticing, but to my surprise, Xing Zheng grabbed my wrist and asked, "What are you doing?"

"nothing."

Xing Zheng naturally didn't believe it. He touched his pocket and saw a brand new lighter.

Both the style and shape are good, and quite in line with Xing Zheng's taste.

Jian Mi said coquettishly, "I originally wanted to give my uncle a surprise, but now it's all gone. Uncle, are you allergic to romance?"

Xing Zheng didn't seem to understand this Internet term, "Allergic?"

Jian Mi raised her eyebrows, as expected.

At this time, the doorbell rang. Jian Mi thought it must be the takeaway that Xing Zheng had just called, so she got up and opened the door.

Standing outside the door was none other than Xing Zheng's secretary, Ju Mingcheng.

"Secretary Ju, you..."

Ju Mingcheng didn't expect that the person who opened the door was Jian Mi. There was a moment of shock in his eyes, but after all, he was the person working next to Xing Zheng. He could be calm and calm when encountering such problems. , "Mr. Xing asked me to send this, so I'll bother Manager Jian."

Jian Mi originally thought that Xing Zheng called to order takeout, but unexpectedly, he called his secretary.

She took the takeout bag from Ju Mingcheng, who bowed politely, turned and left.

Jian Mi walked to the dining table, put the bag on the table, and looked at Xing Zheng, "Secretary Ju will only think too much when he goes back."

Xing Zheng walked over from the balcony, one hand in his pocket, his long legs wrapped in a suit strong, "Don't worry, he knows what to say and what not to say."

(End of this chapter)