My Pill That Attracts Special People

"Okay, let me introduce our new colleague, Du Ming. He will lead us to do our work well in the future as the deputy supervisor. Welcome." The finance department, which had no trust in the welcome ceremony before, began to applaud.

Du Ming stood beside the supervisor, looking at the office with more than a dozen office grids, his deep blue eyes locked directly on the man sitting at the front.

The man was sitting in a very cautious posture, well-behaved, with his hands on the table, thin and white, and when he realized that he was looking at him, he quickly lowered his eyelids, his eyelashes trembled slightly, casting a small shadow, and he pursed his lips slightly Petal, very much like the bewilderment when we first met.

—He knew he was chasing him.

Du Ming is naturally confident and has an open mind to the extreme, so after he understands his true feelings, he has to get this person.

What a good person, he will let him bloom the most beautiful posture in his hands.

"Well, Du Ming, your desk is right next to Xiao Qi." The supervisor didn't dare to pat Du Ming on the shoulder like Qi Qingyue's to show his boss's friendliness to the newcomer. After all, this is not a real newcomer at all. .

Du Ming nodded, with an elegant and calm look, he walked over and sat down, and said to the man who never looked at him, "Meet you again."

He looked at Qi Qingyue from a quiet distance, and found that he hadn't seen him for just one noon, but his little prey was even more difficult to move his eyes away. He could swear that the man in front of him was still a baby, and he couldn't breathe even after a single kiss. Harmless little thing struggling to get away.

Although Du Ming has checked that the man is two years older than him, this does not prevent him from putting Qi Qingyue in the category of weak animals. He only cares about his indescribable fantasies about men, thinking about when he can Inlaid this gem dug out by himself on his throne.

Qi Qingyue just thought that Du Ming helped him, maybe he could get along with him: Damn, what kind of eyes are those? !

Qi Qingyue only felt uncomfortable, so he just nodded slightly and said, "Hello."

Originally, Qi Qingyue thought that maybe he should be more enthusiastic, but many things are really unspeakable, just like now he suddenly remembered what the supervisor said to him, and felt that Du Ming should not only help him, but said something strange It is only right if the supervisor misunderstood.

When he uses his brain, he likes to poke his chin with a pen. When the problem is difficult to a certain level, he will unconsciously put the pen on his lower lip, and move it from left to right, back and forth.

Du Ming didn't sit in his seat at all, and slid the chair out of the partition, just looked at Qi Qingyue like this, saw the man's secret little movements from his toes, and felt as happy physically and mentally as if he was smoking prohibited substances.

Qi Qingyue naturally couldn't understand Du Ming's feelings, he didn't even know whether he was lucky or unlucky recently.

He got the 'magic lamp' that could change his life, and he also encountered a lot of embarrassing and terrible things recently.

He didn't have a chance to put all these together to figure out what was going on, so he gradually forgot about meeting the idiot on the tram, and weakened the fact that Du Ming was a bit dangerous. The shadow that was about to loom over him was defenseless.

Although Qi Qingyue was a bit narcissistic, he was too embarrassed to show off everywhere. He finally understood that the changes made by the wishing pot had the greatest impact on those who had never met him or those who had no impression of him.

Those people will think that he looks like this, and he is well accepted.

Then there are people who have had contact with him and have a vague impression. This category will be a little suspicious, but they are more surprised. The acceptance is not as good as before, but they will not reject it.

In the end, it should be someone who watched him grow up, or someone who knows what he looks like. He hasn't met this kind of person yet, but Qi Qingyue is not afraid. Since the first two can get by, the last one I will too.

He thought about the blind date arranged by his parents this weekend in a mess. He said it was a blind date, but in fact he just found him a girl with a lot of dowry.

Qi Qingyue knows all too well what kind of virtues his family members have now.

Obviously not very poor, but always counting every penny, wishing that other people's homes are all his own, and his own things will never move.

Qi Qingyue doesn't intend to go on a blind date. He hasn't made any plans to reconcile with his parents. The wish he had thought about before is also hidden deep in his heart as the conflict is aroused. It will probably never see the light of day. up.

"What are you thinking about?" Suddenly, someone trapped Qi Qingyue between his arms and the table from behind him, very close, breathing on the back of his neck, "So serious."

The man suddenly raised his head, bumped into the other person's chin, and quickly said, "Hug, I'm sorry."

Du Ming, who was hit by the bump, smiled lightly and said, "Did I scare you?"

"No." Qi Qingyue has already labeled Du Ming as the boss's younger brother, so he can't offend him, but it doesn't matter if he has to offend him as a last resort, he has his little wishing jar, "What's the matter? "

Du Ming's eyes dimmed, and he said, "I just want to ask how to make this watch."

"What?" Qi Qingyue asked, "Does the deputy director still need to make a watch?"

"Of course." Du Ming looked very distressed, and was very sorry for his elite temperament, "I don't know anything, Xiao Qi, you have to teach me."

The office is quiet and only the sound of typing can be heard, so no matter how small the conversation between the two is, other people will hear it. The supervisor doesn't care about them, but Qi Qingyue can't let Du Ming continue talking, making it seem like they really have something Same……

Even though he had already benefited from Du Ming's favor and moved the desk to the best position, the original position was given to the college student Cao Xie, but he flirted with the airborne personnel so blatantly, just thinking about it made Qi Qingyue blush.

He still couldn't do what the little handsome boy Mo Cheng was doing every day.

He still has something that he doesn't want to lose... the little Qinggao who has followed him since he was a student.

So he hurriedly said generously: "If you don't understand, you can ask me later, and I will help you look." It seems that the little relationship between him and Du Ming will not be discovered.

Du Ming nodded happily, moved all Qi Qingyue's chairs to his place, sat side by side with Qi Qingyue, pointed to a financial statement and said a series of questions, then waited for Qi Qingyue to explain to him in a serious manner, with a look on his face serious.

Qi Qingyue sorted out all kinds of forms himself, so it didn't take much effort to talk about it, but he didn't quite understand what he was talking about...

Because Du Ming put his hand on his lap...

Qi Qing didn't have time to think about whether Du Ming did it on purpose, so Du Ming gently squeezed his inner thigh with his palm, and immediately asked Qi Qingyue to stop explaining, and looked at Du Ming with wide eyes.

Du Ming also said suspiciously: "Go on, what do I see?" It was as if the hand that was pinching the man's thigh ambiguously was not his own.

Qi Qingyue said in a low voice: "Well, I'm done talking, and you just do the rest..." The man's voice trembled slightly, and he tried to stand up, but found that he couldn't get up because of the hand that bound him. He also stretched out his hand, and broke Du Ming's left hand with both hands.

Du Mingsheng is tall, and his strength is naturally not enough for Qi Qingyue, who sits in the office all year round and only sits on his round buttocks, to compete. The two of them entangled their fingers, and in the end Qi Qingyue was clasped tightly by the other party. .

"It's so small." Du Ming commented pertinently with the corners of his lips hooked, "However, it's just right."

The man only felt that Du Ming was really too much. Could it be that the power of his wish yesterday was too strong?

No, no one else does that... feels like a pervert.

"Go on, I didn't understand." Not only was this person perverted, he also pushed forward.

Qi Qingyue couldn't break free, and couldn't just leave like this, so he had to tell Du Ming what he said just now.Who knew that at this moment, Cao Xie, a college student who should be sitting in the corner, walked behind them——Cao Xie was holding a document in his hand, and he should have just finished his work, and wanted to ask the supervisor if he needed anything else.

Qi Qingyue spotted Cao Xie's figure from the corner of his eye, his voice stopped suddenly, and he looked back.

Cao Xie also looked at Qi Qingyue in shock, and quickly turned his attention to the hand that Qi Qingyue and Du Ming were holding...

Qi Qingyue could almost imagine that after get off work, the news about him and Du Ming's parachute would spread throughout the entire floor!

What will everyone say?He can think with his toes.

It's not that he relies on his body to get the upper hand like Mo Cheng, it's that he's a flirtatious slut who couldn't tell before, but when a rich second generation comes in the air, his nature is exposed!

Qi Qingyue's hands were cold, he couldn't understand why he became like this now, he didn't think of such a plot direction at first...

He just wanted to make those people look good!

He wants to vent!

He didn't want to become a person like Mo Cheng, even if everyone treated Mo Cheng well on the surface, wouldn't they all say that Mo Cheng was a rabbit behind his back?

Qi Qingyue broke free this time, and he hurriedly pulled his chair back to his desk, feeling very terrified, feeling a little powerless, and everything was different from what he thought.

And where he couldn't see, Du Ming gave Cao Xie a cold look at the college student with complicated eyes. He didn't look down at the palm of his left hand until Cao Xie silently returned to his seat, and then slowly moved it to the tip of his nose. , as if he could smell the fragrance of the man's body, he stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked it from bottom to top...