stepping on the bones

"Are you done hugging? Let go when you're done hugging." Lian Jun's indifferent words didn't make the always irritable Wang Zheng angry.

"Will you listen to me?" Wang Zheng asked with a good temper.

"No, let's go, it's almost time to go to work."

"Alas." Wang Zheng sighed lightly, but he let go of Lian Jun and got on his exclusive elevator.

"Give me the number of the minister on the seventh floor." Once back in the office, Wang Zheng said to the secretary. "Okay President." The secretary was very efficient and gave the number to Wang Zheng in a short while.

Wang Zheng was sitting on his boss chair, listening to the ringtone during the call, and thinking of Lian Jun's chair he was sitting in this morning, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

"Hello." The phone was connected, and the voice on the other end of the call was completely different from the minister's voice that Wang Zheng heard dog-legged in the morning.

"Next time the department will bring Lian Jun a meal. Remember to add more spice to the food." After speaking, without any delay, Lian Jun hung up the phone, leaving the minister alone without knowing why.

Although he didn't know what was going on, the minister still brought Lian Jun a meal.I have been in the big dye vat of the company for a long time, and it is rare to meet such a sincere and lovely colleague who has not been "dyed", and I always feel good about him, and I always want to take care of him and protect his innocence.But when Lian Jun looked at him with surprise and gratitude, the minister felt guilty and took the credit of the person on the phone.

It's finally time to get off work, but it's not over for Lian Jun—the newcomer's overtime test.Although the colleagues are very friendly, this is a common practice for everyone when they are newcomers. At the beginning, they always have to do more work for others.Lian Jun forced a smile on his face, and sat back in his chair after saying goodbye to each of his colleagues.It suddenly occurred to me that this morning, Wang Zheng also made his own chair. Is he off work?The president should not even need to abide by the commuting time.

Realizing that he started to miss him again, Lian Jun patted his face and threw himself into the work left by his colleagues.

When Wang Zheng walked into the seventh floor, what he saw was Lian Jun's small body in the dark, and the only light in the whole department was the computer screen in front of Lian Jun, and Lian Jun had already collapsed from exhaustion.

In fact, he didn't expect Lian Jun to work overtime, he just got used to it and wanted to visit the place where Lian Jun stayed.

Wang Zheng walked softly to Lian Jun's side, afraid of waking him who was sleeping.

"I'm sorry, baby, I love you." Wang Zheng's voice was very soft, and he couldn't tell whether he was speaking to Lian Jun or himself.

Just like this, Wang Zheng kept looking at Lian Jun with warm and affectionate eyes.

When Lian Jun woke up, it was already dawn, he raised his head in a daze, and what he saw was indeed a pair of bright eyes.Wang Zheng didn't go home and didn't sleep, he just watched Lianjun all night.

Unexpectedly, this time Lian Jun did not show the thorns on his body, but lay in Wang Zheng's arms. "It's so uncomfortable..." Lian Jun murmured softly, and slipped into Wang Zheng's arms again.

Wang Zheng held the little guy in his arms with one hand, and touched his forehead with the other—he had a fever.