My dear President, Please make a detour

Out of the hospital, jazz drove back to the company with Vivian.

Vivian looked at his face, smiled and said, "I didn't expect that we should get off work in a while after being in the hospital for so long. I'm afraid you'd better not see anyone like this."

Jazz covered his face. His handsome and flying face was blue again. He bit his teeth: "I knew I wouldn't make trouble with the boss. I also hung up my color."

Just in the hospital, Shu Weiyi and jazz fought for 300 rounds. When they finally stopped, they were excited and slammed on the water delivery rod. Their eyes were green and red.

Thinking of the embarrassing scene just now, jazz felt that he couldn't hang on his face.

Vivian saw him bump into it with his own eyes. His handsome, gentle and interesting image collapsed completely, and jazz's inner face collapsed.

"This is the medicine I just got from the doctor. Remember to wipe it when you go back. After that, rub it with your fingers to ensure that you will be a handsome director again tomorrow."

Vivian handed him a small red medicine bottle.

"Thank you." Jazz suddenly felt a little embarrassed. A big man was really hit and was not so hypocritical.

"Well, I'll go back first. Go back, too."

"Shall I take you?" Jazz said kindly.

Vivian opened the door and smiled and refused: "no, you go back first."

Jazz was not difficult. After driving out a short distance, he subconsciously took a look at the rear mirror, suddenly stopped the car in place and stared at a luxury car parked in front of Vivian.

Vivian seemed to smile at the people in the car, opened the door, drilled in, and drove the car in the opposite direction.

The owner of the car also sent Vivian this morning. At that time, in the face of gossip, he just habitually protected Vivian and forgot about it.

Seeing the car go farther and farther, jazz almost subconsciously wants to follow up, but he regains his mind when turning the steering wheel.

He faintly evoked a handsome smile: Vivian's character he knows. It's absolutely impossible to hold anyone's thigh. Maybe it's friends and family.

After all, Vivian's temperament is enough to see that it can only be cultivated by a good family.

Thinking of this, he turned the steering wheel and went home.

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The car was filled with distant classical music, and Ji Kairui slowly broke the silence in the silent car.

"The man in the car just now is jazz?"

Vivian's thoughts are flowing away with the music. When he hears the voice of questioning, he slightly raises his chin: "HMM."

Ji Kairui was a little unhappy, and the speed quickly increased.

Vivian, who was used to his car, immediately noticed something wrong. The man seemed... Um... Angry?

Ji Kairui's mood has not changed on his face, but it is all in his actions. For example, when he is angry, if he holds the cup in his hand, it is estimated that it will crack into slag.

Or, like now, the speed is too fast. If he is still angry, Vivian will worry about his life.

Vivian weighed it and thought it was better not to die before he saw his son, so he carefully tried to open his mouth, "Ji Kairui, can you slow down?"

"Sleep." Ji Kairui said faintly.

"HMM... hmm?!" Vivian suddenly opened his eyes.

Does Ji Kairui want to sleep by himself or let her sleep with him?

No wonder Vivian thinks too much. Ji Kairui's performance these two days is indeed abnormal.

Like the kiss that shouldn't exist.

Ji Kairui's sharp eyes swept at her: "if you think so, I have no opinion."

"No... Vivian hurriedly said he didn't think about anything. Vivian suddenly realized when his eyes touched Ji Kairui's eyes.

People who stay up late always have darker colors under their eyelids than those who sleep normally.

Ji Kairui's skin is whiter than that of ordinary men. When I first met Ji Kairui, some people always misunderstood that Ji Kairui is her * * * little white face. Therefore, I won't say how miserable the man's end is. But the white skin brought him the dark blue under his eyelids, which is deeper than that of ordinary people. At a glance, it can be seen that he certainly didn't go back to sleep peacefully..

"You said you were going back to bed now?" Vivian finally got back to the topic and breathed a deep breath.

"I mean, we sleep together."

Sure enough, even if the painting style turned back to normal, Ji Kairui still broke the painting style back without hesitation.

Vivian was lying on the soft big bed, looking at the lantern overhead. It was still a little messy.

Ji Kairui did what she said and took her back to the room to sleep as soon as she got off the bus.

Under her body was a soft water bed, and on her body was a thin summer quilt. At the same time, a man with tobacco smell and cold breath lay down along her body.

Vivian looks at his nose and nose at his heart, which means he can't feel anything. It's just Wan'an lying next to him.

A pair of powerful big hands pulled her quilt, rolled people in it like spring rolls, and held them in his arms. The cold and fierce breath on the man immediately rushed on his face.

Vivian, with her lady temperament for so many years, stubbornly refrained from action and secretly comforted herself.

You can still treat him as a cat now. Anyway, Wan'an will hold you like this. At most, his strength is not as strong as him.

Ji Kairui seemed dissatisfied with her wishful thinking and pressed her head into her arms.

Vivian：“·······”

There was really no way to ignore it. Vivian moved his head and called, "Ji Kairui?"

"Be quiet."

There was a sleepy voice overhead.

Vivian recognized the sleepiness in his tone and suddenly shut up. Smelling the smell in his arms, in the quiet room, you can only hear the heartbeat, jumping eagerly.

After a while, Ji Kairui breathed evenly over his head. He must be really sleepy. I felt that Ji Kairui had entered deep sleep.

Vivian couldn't help moving and wanted to get rid of Ji Kairui's bondage. She just didn't expect her to move. Ji Kairui bullishly stopped her and rolled her up a few times with a quilt.

Vivian：“······”

"Ji Kairui?" Vivian tried to call him again.

Only a uniform breath came over his head, and the man didn't wake up.

Vivian couldn't struggle. Soon she was sleepy and fell asleep.

When I woke up again, I saw Ji Kairui bow his head and smile at her.

Vivian was stunned and wanted to struggle. He found that he was decisive and couldn't get up.

Vivian wrapped in zongzi, "·····"