Indecent and affectionate

Chapter 46

The next day, it was a sunny day, and the sky and the earth were as blue as cleansing.

Yu Zhile sent Jing Sheng to the company. On the way, the bear boyfriend could already hum the song "Dog Sheng" by himself. He pestered Yu Zhile to sing it more than twenty times yesterday, and he knew the melodies by heart.

"I'm also a man with a song, and I feel like a big star." I didn't know what I was proud of during the whole process, and I kept nagging: "This song is not allowed to be sung to anyone except me, you understand?"

Yu Zhile should be frightened: "Oh."

In her opinion, he was already a big star, and she had never seen a more shining human being than him.

After stopping at the underground car park, Yu Zhile turned off the ignition and was about to get off the car.

The wrist was grabbed by the man, looking back, it was he who was looking at her, his big dark eyes fluttering and blinking, looking forward to it.

"Why?" Yu Zhile raised her lips.

Jing Sheng: "Shall we kiss goodbye?"

She leaned back and kissed him.

"Come again." He asked again.

Yu Zhile pretended to warn: "One time is enough, don't push yourself too far."

She told him not to push his feet, how can this work, you know, capitalists are insatiable.So I leaned forward, grabbed her chin, and leaned heavily on her lips.

Yu Zhile was not annoyed by the forced kiss, and said, "Okay?"

Jing Sheng frowned, thinking seriously: "Yu Zhile, have you heard a sentence?"

"Hmm." Please start your performance.

"Everyone says, do important things three times." After speaking, the rascal looked at her with great approval.

He can always find many excuses.

Yu Zhile felt like coaxing a dissatisfied child: "Kiss again, are you going to work honestly?"

Jing Sheng smiled and nodded in various ways.

So they kissed a third time.Hey, what annoyance, it's harder than going to heaven for lovers to say goodbye.

Whistling lightly, yes, to the tune of Yu Zhile's song, Jing Sheng approached Jingyuan Building.

He casually straightened his collar, and waved to a familiar young man in a suit who was walking towards him: "Good morning~"

The coquettish ending sound is enough to see the high spirits of this person.

The young man who was still thinking about how to talk to his boss, never expected that the other party would greet him on his own initiative, flattered, and just about to nod and bow his head to answer——

The smiling eyes were already bent on that side, and a lady on the other side raised her hand slightly, saying good morning in the same tone.

Just saying "Good morning" briskly all the way, everyone was a little dazed and looked back in surprise.

Mr. Jing seems to be very happy today.

You know, when his subordinates greeted him humbly, he would casually bow his head, droop his eyelids, and be supercilious.

Stopping in front of the special elevator for leaders, Jing Sheng unintentionally caught sight of Assistant Song who was huddled in the crowd, waiting for the ordinary elevator.

He stepped forward suddenly, hooked his shoulders and put his back together, and called out cordially: "Song Zhi——"

Assistant Song staggered and choked.

The staff looked over one after another, first gave way in surprise, and then called out one after another, "Mr. Jing."

"Okay, okay, everyone." Jing Sheng returned with a smile while dragging Song Zhu to his elevator.

"What are you doing!" After finally stopping, Song Zhu took off his arm and asked softly.

Jing Sheng looked sincere: "Nothing, uncle is in a good mood, please take the high-end elevator."

Song Zhu: "..." I really thank you, uncle.

"Why don't you ask me why I'm in a good mood?" His unsatisfactory performance made Jing Sheng very dissatisfied.

Song Zhu was sweating helplessly, and said cooperatively, "...why are you in a good mood?"

Jing Sheng happily replied: "My wife wrote me a song, do you have it?"

"..." Why do you have a wife after a year?Song Zhu guessed: "Miss Yu?"

"That's right," Jing Sheng's eyes deepened when he mentioned the name, and he flaunted cheaply, "Is there a woman who writes songs for you? No."

what.Song Zhu replied: "Not really."

"I have!"

"So you and Miss Yu are in love?"

"It's not just about dating," Jing Sheng patted the shoulder of his suit, "I want to marry her."

He clenched his fist to his lips, then put it down again, speaking earnestly: "Song Zhi, I can understand you now. What you said last time was absolutely right. It turns out that there is such a woman in the world that you really want to marry. I didn't believe it before." , you will only know when you meet."

The two entered the elevator.

Song Zhu went to press the close button, and then agreed: "Mr. Jing, it's good that you can understand."

"Anyway," he added, "you and Miss Yu can have a good time."

In all fairness, the gap between the conditions of the two parties is too large, and he is not so optimistic about them.But now that we are together, Mr. Jing also looks like he has vowed to be Qing, so let's wish him sincerely.

"Of course." Jing Sheng took out a small box of milk from his coat pocket - he bought it specially for him when he stopped on the road for his dried fish.It was still warm in my hand.

As soon as the straw was pulled off, the elevator door was pushed open again from the outside.

Jing Sheng tilted his head, glanced lightly, and after seeing the person coming, he continued to concentrate on milking, and called out, "Dad."

Song Zhu followed up to say hello, quite at a loss for what to do with himself appearing in this high-rise car.

"Yeah." Jingyuan noticed Song Zhu, but didn't care about it.

The elevator went up, and the atmosphere suddenly became extremely quiet.

Jing Sheng stood leaning against the wall with a milk box in his mouth.

The middle-aged man in a black overcoat just stood with his hands together at first, without saying a word.

Hearing the sound of his son sucking milk unscrupulously, he glanced back at him and asked, "Are you in a relationship?"

"..." Jing Sheng was silent for two seconds: "Yes, how do you know?"

Jing Yuan returned: "Drinking with your second uncle yesterday, he told me."

Jing Sheng put aside what was in his mouth, and rolled his eyes: "How can he be more conscientious than a paparazzi as the boss of an entertainment company, and he only exposes gossip about his nephew, come on, come on, fifty cents a piece."

"I'll just ask, I don't have the time to meddle in your business." Jing Yuan looked back to the front again: "Your private affairs are private affairs, don't forget about official affairs."

"How could it be?" Jing Sheng straightened his upper body, took two steps forward, and hooked his father's shoulders: "I will definitely devote myself to what my father told me."

Jing Jing snorted coldly: "Your father has a father on top of him, and the pressure is much greater than yours."

"I'm under more pressure, okay," Jing Sheng complained deliberately: "You only have one father on your head, but I have three fathers on my head, my father, my father's father, do they add up to three?"

Brats confuse and change the subject all day long.Jingyuan smiled: "It seems to be true."

"That's right, I'm so short." Jing Sheng began to look up and down to pat his father, bragging about flattering him: "Or have you grown taller again, Dad? You're almost surpassing me."

Jing Yuan patted his hand away: "Go aside."

Jing Sheng and Song Zhu went down first on the 56th floor, said goodbye to their father with a smile, and went out, Jing Sheng immediately sternly,

"I'm fucking sick of it." He slammed the milk carton into the trash can in the aisle, and thumped it hard.

Song Zhu followed suit, but said, "What's the matter, Mr. Jing?"

"Chen Fang's shit!" Jing Sheng strode towards his office: "I should have pushed it from the beginning."

Song Zhu hurriedly followed: "Then you won't meet Miss Yu either..."

Jing Sheng stamped his foot suddenly, almost causing Song Zhu to bump into his back.

He stood there for a while, and the temper around him that was turbulent and tense a second ago disappeared in an instant.

When he turned his head again, Jing Sheng patted his chest twice, as if he had lingering fear.At this moment, there was only rejoicing on his face: "That's right—it's so dangerous. Fortunately, I accepted the project from Chen Fang."

Song Zhu: "..." I applauded in my heart, this is really a unique and wonderful face-changing show.

Jing Sheng put his hands in his pockets and continued to walk forward quickly.

Song Zhu asked beside him, "How are you going to deal with that?"

Jing Sheng looked sideways and frowned: "How to deal with it, you haven't dealt with it yet?"

"Well..." Song Zhu hesitated: "Because considering..."

"You want to rebel, hurry up," Jing Sheng cut off his words impatiently: "Keep it unchanged, and do as I told you."

Song Zhu nodded: "Okay, okay, I'll do it as soon as possible."

Valentine's Day also happens to be Yu Zhi'an's back-to-school day.

Yu Zhile took her younger brother and sent him to South Railway Station.It's different from the time I went to the supermarket to buy new year's goods a year ago.Along the way, the siblings didn't say anything to each other, and the atmosphere was a little stiff.

Seeing that the high-speed rail station was just a stone's throw away, and it had been several months since he left, Yu Zhian decided to break the silence: "Sister, do you think ours will really be demolished?"

"I don't know." Yu Zhile replied simply.Chen Fang's future, like the sky in front of him, is vast and he doesn't know where to go.

"If it is really demolished, what should we do?"

Yu Zhile replied: "There are resettlement houses and compensation, and it's not a loss, and it's not homeless."

Having said that, Yu Zhi'an pursed his lips: "If you dismantle it, everything will be gone?"

"Ah."

"It's really hard to accept..." Yu Zhian's voice became lower and lighter, because he was really reluctant to let go.

No matter what, it was more than ten years of memory, and the brilliance of childhood and youth were all wiped there.

Yu Zhi'an looked out the window for a while, then asked cautiously: "Are you still angry with Dad?"

Yu Zhile replied quickly: "I'm not angry at all."

"Dad didn't say that on purpose," Yu Zhi'an sighed quietly: "After you left on New Year's Eve, he sat on the table for a long time, motionless, neither eating nor drinking. I think Dad has a knife mouth and a bean curd heart, and he still cares about us in his heart of."

"Are you sure?" Yu Zhile's tone was slightly ridiculous.

Yu Zhian looked at the back of her head: "Isn't it?"

"Really?" She still asked in a rhetorical tone.

"Yes." The young man answered with such certainty.

Yu Zhile bent her lips, and she found that she suddenly didn't even have the strength to put on a sneer: "You say yes."

It wasn't a holiday, and there was a lot of business at the beginning of the year, so Jing Sheng didn't ask for leave, and only called Yu Zhile at night to invite her to spend the festive season together.

To his surprise, as soon as he touched it, the woman wore a skirt with a sense of ceremony, and stood outside the car waiting for him, with a graceful figure.

This was the first time she had worn a skirt. It was a camel-colored slim-fitting knitted skirt. Under the skirt, which was neither too long nor too short, were white and slender legs, which made her waist even more slender.

Especially with her hair still in her hair, and her appearance of icy beauty, it is no exaggeration to say that the heavenly girl descends to earth.

She looked at him from a distance, and when he watched him walk towards her, Jing Sheng only felt that his heartbeat could blow up the entire underground parking lot.

"Is it okay for me to dress like this?" When he approached, she curled her hands behind her back and smiled gracefully on her lips, but there was no trace of shyness.It seems that he is not uncomfortable with his unusual outfit and is full of confidence.

Jing Sheng looked back for a few times, and said uncertainly, "Did I fall asleep in the office and still not wake up?"

Yu Zhile's tone was a bit fierce: "I'm asking you something."

Jing Sheng took two steps forward, and looked at her carefully for a while: "Don't mention how pretty it is, but you can't wear it like this today."

"why?"

Jing Sheng was serious about it: "The road will be full of couples in a while, my girlfriend is so beautiful, she overwhelms everyone, and I will be chased and beaten by other men because of jealousy."

"I'm sick." Yu Zhile turned his eyes away and cursed, but his heart was sweet.

Jing Sheng smiled, went to hold her hand, held it in his palm and stroked it: "Are you cold?"

Yu Zhile shook her head slightly: "It's not cold."

"Wrong," Jing Sheng immediately retorted, "Do it all over again."

"?"

"You shouldn't have answered that way just now."

"Should it be cold?"

"Yes," Jing Sheng began to foreground again: "Are you cold?"

Yu Zhile was amused by him, and cooperated with this kid: "It's cold, it's cold."

In the next second, the man pulled him into his arms and hugged him tightly: "I'll add a coat to you, it will generate heat from your body, and the temperature is pleasant."

"Human fur coat, or human flesh coat?" She leaned on his shoulder and asked softly.

Jing Sheng clicked his tongue and squeezed her buttocks punitively: "How can you be so bloody and violent?"

But he didn't let her go, instead exerted all his strength, picked her up slightly off the ground, and said with emotion: "What should I do, I don't want to let go, I'll just hold you like this until tomorrow morning."

Yu Zhile looked at his handsome face close at hand, and reminded: "Hey, this is your company garage, you are not afraid of being seen by employees."

"Just look at it, and ask yourself, if their wife is so good-looking, wouldn't they be able to put it down?" Jing Sheng replied as a matter of course, and even more enthusiastically, he changed the hug to a princess hug.

Taking advantage of Yu Zhile's unpreparedness, he directly picked her up and hugged her to sit on the driver's seat. After finishing these, he didn't rush to close the door, leaned in, kissed her once, once, again, and then reluctantly said:
"I've booked a great restaurant, let's eat first."

(End of this chapter)