cohabitation contract

When the colorful clouds in the evening covered half of the sky, Nie Changsheng finally woke up from his dark and sweet dream.

The orange wall lamp did not hurt the newly opened pupils, but the unbearable pain came from every vein in the limbs. Nie Changsheng still closed his eyes in discomfort, raised his left hand, and covered the back of his hand Eyebrows.

There was no hot body temperature around him, his shoulders were cool, and the person next to his pillow had been away from the bed for a long time. In the quiet suite, Nie Changsheng could only hear the sound of typing on the keyboard. The sound was very soft. That energetic man obviously He was working in front of the computer, probably not wanting to disturb his sweet dreams, so he moved to the living room to work.

When his body regained his strength, Nie Changsheng got up and put on his bathrobe. When he got out of bed, his legs were still trembling. The rags of the white shirt, a sense of numbness surged on the face, and the fragments that were uncontrollable at that time could not be restrained from appearing in the mind, and the conquered body trembled uncontrollably.

Obviously they knew each other's bodies well, but Zhuang Lingxiao would always press him to come up with new tricks.

Nie Changsheng shook his head, to drive away the erotic feelings floating in his mind, and followed the sound of typing on the keyboard to the small living room.

There was only a dim light in the living room, and Zhuang Lingxiao was sitting on the floor, jumping and flying on the keyboard with only his left hand. The faint blue light on the computer screen was flickering on his serious face, and his sharp eyes were fixed on him without blinking. Looking at the computer, it seems that he has once again become a high-ranking person who can call the wind and rain in H City, anyone who is afraid of it.

"Are you awake?" Zhuang Lingxiao didn't turn his head, but his hearing is very good, and he can detect even the slightest disturbance, not to mention that the legal partner's footsteps are not as slight as usual.

"En." Nie Changsheng responded, turned on the incandescent lamp in the living room, stepped forward and sat beside Zhuang Lingxiao, resting his chin on his shoulder, looking at the words on the computer screen.

"Are you hungry? I'll ask them to bring up dinner." Zhuang Lingxiao paused typing, found a pillow, and put it on Nie Changsheng's back, so that he could sit on the sofa more comfortably, and then picked up the landline , intending to order a light porridge from the hotel customer service, and every time he was in bed, he was always excited and out of control, and the intensity was uncontrollable, and he realized the shame afterwards, warning himself not to "fuck" the next time Urgent, but every time the next time always put the warning behind.

"Not busy," Nie Changsheng stopped his hand. The intense bed affair only consumes physical strength and energy, and does not affect the problem of food and clothing. "It is inconvenient for you to type, so let me do it."

"Okay." Zhuang Lingxiao just looked at his right hand that was injured the second time, and nodded helplessly, although he could still trick Nie Changsheng into undressing him to take a shower and go to the toilet, and occasionally he could still feed him delicious food, and his mouth was full I have never taken my hand injury seriously, but it is extremely inconvenient after all. Typing is okay, and I can type slowly with one hand, but the movement on the bed is weak. What could have been a hearty bed thing, After all, the charm of it was greatly discounted, which made him very unhappy. He wished that his hand injury would heal quickly, but it was a pity that the injury lasted for a hundred days. This injury would take at least two or three months to heal.

Having not touched the computer for a long time, Nie Changsheng still felt a little unaccustomed to sitting in front of the computer. Perhaps he had just woken up and his pupils were not used to such a bright screen light. He lowered his eyelids slightly, rubbed his dry eyes, and put the Put your hands on the keyboard, and the moment your fingertips touch the keyboard, there is still a sense of unrealism.

When he was imprisoned in that unknown small country before, Nie Changsheng also proposed to type for Zhuang Lingxiao, but Zhuang Lingxiao ruthlessly rejected them all, and now he vacated his seat so readily and allowed him to contact Modern technological civilization is not at all defensive.

He thought that it would take a longer time to get rid of the anxiety and crisis in Zhuang Lingxiao's heart.

"What is the plan?" Nie Changsheng glanced at the document and asked casually.

"The planning plan of the real estate." Zhuang Lingxiao smirked. Since he broke away from the protection of the Zhuang family's arbitrariness, several major projects that had already been launched have been cut off. Fortunately, he has a high reputation and the company's public relations. It was well done, so that everyone didn't push the wall, and the banker didn't take a stand on his unilateral separation from the family, so the bank that made the loan didn't press for the debt, and the small and medium-sized companies that had cooperative relations with him didn't withdraw their capital in a concentrated manner. The Group was able to continue operating.

Therefore, the small real estate that he had dismissed in the past now has to make a good plan to win more joint ventures, otherwise, Lingsheng Group will go bankrupt, and he will also face the crisis of bankruptcy.

Nie Changsheng could hear the helplessness and sarcasm in his words, his eyelids drooped slightly, and there was a Wubi input method hanging on the bottom right of the computer. He tried to type a few words, so as to wake up the long-lost memory of the distribution of Wubi structure. People who are used to pinyin are different. He started to learn Wubi typing when he came into contact with computers. At that time, he was still a member of the orphanage. A kind person donated a bulky computer for the use of orphans there, because the computer was not connected to the Internet. Many curious orphans have lost their interest in the useless computer after experiencing novelty. He learned Wubi typing in the next day, and even though his little assistant later disliked him for using such an old-fashioned way of typing, he did not change his habit of typing.

So one read, one type, and the slender fingertips danced briskly. In the silent living room, there was only the slight knocking sound of "click", and the man's deep and powerful voice lingered in the ear, and the night outside the window was layered. One layer after another, such an intoxicating night, such a peaceful time, when Nie Changsheng finished the last period, there was tranquility, satisfaction and happiness flowing in his eyes.

The person you like is with you. This is the greatest mercy God bestows on you.

After the completed document was sent out via email, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief. Zhuang Lingxiao pulled Nie Changsheng's chin and exchanged a long kiss with him. After it was over, he picked up the landline and ordered two copies. dinner.

"Zhuang Lingxiao..."

"Ok?"

"I want to go back home."

"Ah."

"I miss Hongwu."

"..."

"I want to go to work."

"Okay!"

Nie Changsheng thought he had heard a mistake, and looked at him in surprise. Zhuang Lingxiao had a sure-fire smile on his lips, poured the brewed coffee calmly, and poured a cup of hot coffee slowly Handing it to Nie Changsheng was not as arbitrary and domineering as before.

"I said, I want to go back to work in the hospital." Nie Changsheng took the coffee in a daze, and repeated it earnestly.

"What hospital are you going back to work? If I remember correctly, senior brother, you submitted your resignation letter when you went to Spain as a volunteer doctor." Zhuang Lingxiao answered leisurely, although it was no different from when he first got the news. A bolt from the blue, this person actually resigned from the job he was most passionate about in order to leave him. At that time, he was almost destroyed, but it was not enough to vent his anger.

"I submitted a letter for international medical support!" Nie Changsheng frowned and corrected Zhuang Lingxiao's words. From the beginning to the end, he never thought about leaving the operating table, so how could he submit his resignation?

"But what the hospital received was your resignation letter, and the records can be searched on the computer." Zhuang Lingxiao generously pushed the computer in front of Nie Changsheng, indicating that he could check it online.

Nie Changsheng felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart. Since Zhuang Lingxiao dared to say so firmly, he must have tampered with that letter. No matter how he checked it, it was just as he said, international support turned into resignation That's all.

"However, if senior brother must go to work, I have two positions for you to choose from." Zhuang Lingxiao embraced his shoulders, with a smug smile on his lips.

Nie Changsheng pushed him away, pursed his lips and said nothing.

"I can't go to the hospital, but the family doctor is the same. Anyway, I am the only patient of yours. You just need to ensure that I am healthy and live a long life." Zhuang Lingxiao whispered in his ear, "Anyway, I want to Been with you for a long time."

Zhuang Lingxiao's voice was deep and fiery, as if he had placed a promise on one side of the scale, and on the other side of the scale was the oath of "grow old together". Nie Changsheng was caught in his bewitchment, his eyes gleaming with bewilderment , seems to be pondering, and seems to be hesitating.

Seeing this, Zhuang Lingxiao quickly raised his stakes: "You can pass by a clinic, but you can't go home later than me. I'll make dinner, one soup a day, and keep it for a year without repeating the same..." After these days, his cooking The level has risen sharply, and the taste he made is also very fond of Nie Changsheng. In the long run, he is confident that his cooking skills will be better, so that Nie Changsheng cannot do without his feeding.

Nie Changsheng seemed to be shaken, he moved his lips, and when he was about to say something, the door rang untimely.

The dinner provided by the hotel was delivered.

Zhuang Lingxiao almost cursed, he opened the door angrily, pulled the dining car in, the door closed with a "snap", and almost hit the delivery man's nose.

After dinner, Nie Changsheng didn’t respond to the dignified topic before. He changed the TV program casually, and scenes appeared alternately on the large screen. Sometimes it was a gloomy and bloody horror movie, sometimes it was a warm and fresh idol drama, and sometimes it was a cheerful one. sweet ad...

And when a "CCTV4" was displayed on the top of the screen, Nie Changsheng straightened his waist, a cordial and deep emotion wrapped around him, filling him with a source of inexhaustible enjoyment, even though it was the CCTV of the European Cup, The latest U.S. policies were being reported on the screen. The black-haired and yellow-skinned host spoke English, and there were no subtitles, but just the logo of the TV station was enough to make Nie Changsheng extremely excited.

Too long away from the country!Even if he just saw a strange Chinese, Nie Changsheng couldn't restrain the surging emotion in his heart.