Canary pretends to be good and runs away wearing books

Ji Luo blinked her beautiful peach blossom eyes.

In the silent hotel room, only the electronic sound of the voice call is ringing.

He stared at A's video window for a while, stared at his chin in a daze for a while, but A didn't hang up the communication because he didn't answer for a long time, but waited patiently.

Until the last second of the prompt sound, Ji Luo pressed the green call button.

'drop--'

Video connection.

On the big screen, A is sitting in an office chair with his legs crossed.

There are scattered documents on his desk, and on the other side of the desk, there are many materials neatly stacked in order.

Severe obsessive-compulsive disorder can't find his fault.

The man's hand was placed very close to the mobile phone, and a golden pen was clamped between his bony fingers. It could be seen that he was holding the pen tightly, but he just drew a tight line between his fingers. The arc is pleasing to the eye when writing.

Ji Luo stared at his hand without blinking.

Accidentally, I even forgot to say something.

A went through the scattered documents on the desk without haste, signed and signed the corners of each page, and finally carefully and carefully arranged a dozen sheets of paper in order, stacked them into dozens, and took out a The elegant and unique paper clip was fixed, and then he opened his mouth slowly.

"Little anchor." His voice was soft, "Why don't you talk?"

Ji Luo has been staring at A's hand. At this time, it seems as if he was suddenly awakened from a dream, and he came back to his senses: "Huh?"

A laughed, "I asked you what you were doing, but you didn't answer. You just stared at me and didn't speak when you got through the video call. What were you thinking?"

"..."

Ji Luo was silent for a moment, and said, "I didn't stare at you."

"Really?" A was noncommittal, "Video calls are two-way, you can see me, and I can see you."

Ji Luo was stunned.

Seems to be.

Why did I lose my mind all of a sudden?

A continued: "You don't show your face, but have you forgotten that you are showing your chin? Huh? If you didn't stare at me, then the little anchor just now pointed your chin directly at the phone camera, obviously without blinking." Looking at... this posture, are you going to tell me that you have textbooks behind your phone and are reviewing your studies now?"

"..."

Ji Luo was dumbfounded again, and said, "Are you helping me find a reason?"

"Yes." A smiled, "Do you like it?"

Ji Luo: "..."

What's the matter with suddenly feeling a little hot on the face.

Being exposed for lying or something, I, I almost never have it!

The young man threw away his cell phone resignedly, lay down on the sofa, and said in a muffled voice, "Okay, I was looking at the documents on your desk just now."

"It must be a document." A answered very naturally, without any intention to expose him, "What do you see?"

...see that your hands look good.

Ji Luo colluded and rolled over, saying, "Well, there are a lot of documents."

A didn't expect him to be so perfunctory.

After a while, he suddenly burst out laughing, raised his tone briskly, and said, "Haha, are you so cute when you lie?"

Ji Luo: "...don't leave any pot unopened."

"well."

Although Ji Luo didn't know what A looked like, he could already make up his expression like smiling and coaxing a child.

This person's voice was too gentle, carrying an inexplicable pampering, which made Ji Luo feel at a loss, and there was another wonderful feeling that could not be described in words.

There was silence for a while, A did not speak, and the sound of papers being rolled out, folded, and flipped came from the phone speaker.

There is also the rustle of fingertips rubbing against documents and pen signing.

The hotel rooms are bigger and more spacious.

It's been a long time since Ji Luo had the experience of traveling alone. After the freshness of freedom these past few days passed, he actually felt a sense of loneliness out of thin air at this moment.

In this vast loneliness, only the mysterious benefactor who does not know who is writing to accompany me.

At this moment, the boy seemed to be a traveler suddenly aware of his thirst, seeing the oasis in the desert from a distance.

Ji Luo was a little dazed for a while, then he was stunned for a while, and then hesitantly reached out to hook the phone above his head.

Carefully blocking the camera, he saw that A was still sitting steadily at his desk, quietly reading documents and reviewing them one by one.

Even though he couldn't see his face, he could still feel the maturity and decisiveness of this man.

A must have seen Ji Luo's actions here, and asked with a smile: "What are you looking at again, a bunch of documents?"

Ji Luo's voice was muffled, "Otherwise, what else is there to see?"

A paused, "I don't look good?"

Ji Luo frowned slightly, staring at the man in the video.

Even though it was past 11 o'clock in the evening, his office environment has changed from a luxurious office to his home, but he is still wearing a neat black shirt, the buttons are tightly buttoned, as if for him, even at home, he will not let down any vigilance , is still rigorous, serious, flawless, and never slack in his work——

Ji Ling's stern face flashed across the boy's mind.

That man is this virtue.

He looks like a dog. Others regard him as cold, abstinent, and frigid, but in reality... hmmm.

As for A...

Ji Luo said speechlessly: "You don't even show your face, what's there to see?"

A kept looking at the document, and his slender fingers were still flipping through the paper, "Aren't you curious about what I look like?"

Ji Luo smiled and asked, "Don't you want to see what I look like?"

As soon as he finished speaking, A's fingers stopped, as if he was thinking about something.

After a while, A said in an inexplicable tone, "I want to see it."

Ji Luo snorted: "But I won't give it."

... A didn't answer immediately, but then his tone became more relaxed, and he said to him more easily: "What should I do before you show me?"

Ji Luo: "Don't bother, I probably won't show you anything."

"Oh." A seemed relieved, and didn't even chase after Ji Luo to show his face, which was beyond Ji Luo's expectation.

I thought that this kind of funder would always want to explode the photos, what to do, what to do...

The young man breathed a sigh of relief when he heard A speak again.

"So if you don't show me, it's the same, you don't want to see me?"

Ji Luo propped up his body, supported his chin and replied, "No."

"Oh?" A raised a little interest, "What do you mean?"

Ji Luo changed the subject and said, "Don't you know that the meeting of netizens is the scene of a large-scale car rollover? The photos of various P pictures on the Internet are deceiving, and even the videos have beautiful faces. A person who sees a person looks as beautiful as a fairy In fact, his mother can't even recognize if it's his son or daughter or what..."

A: "..."

Ji Luo: "So I'm not interested in people on the Internet."

A was a little speechless: "Do you think I'm ugly???"

Ji Luo: "Haha, I didn't say that."

"I'm not ugly." A said very solemnly, "Don't think too much about it."

I actually didn't think about what you look like, Ji Luo slandered, but because A is a financial backer, it's not easy to offend, so he said: "Okay."

A: "Then are you interested in what I look like now?"

Ji Luo: "No."

A: "..."

This straightforward and neat refusal left people speechless.

Ji Luo felt A's speechlessness, laughed a few times and said, "Boss, don't think too much, I'm just a weak, pitiful and helpless little anchor. I know, for a boss like you, the people around you have to Don't be curious, don't inquire, don't talk too much! So, I'm not curious, don't talk much, and don't read."

He said such a long paragraph, but A is only interested in three words: "The person next to him?"

"Hmm." Ji Luo didn't think there was anything strange, "Isn't it? Could it be that you want someone else to steal your privacy?"

A did not answer directly, quickly read the last document, put down the golden pen, and tapped his fingers on the table.

"Speaking of the people around me, little anchor, you remind me of many people around me." A said slowly, "There are very few people who are not interested in me. You may be the only one."

"Really? I'm very honored." Ji Luo answered quickly without any psychological burden.

A's fingers stopped tapping on the table, "So, are you trying to find another way to attract my attention?"

Ji Luo shook his finger holding the camera, almost revealing Lushan's true colors, "Hahaha, don't you read too many novels by the domineering president? If I were a girl, would you say 'woman, you have successfully caught my attention'?"

"Maybe." A didn't care much, "Why aren't you interested in me?"

"Not interested means not interested." Ji Luo didn't beat around the bush at all, "It's just a surface, whether you look at it or not, it doesn't have any effect."

"You treat everyone like this?"

"Huh? Why do you ask that?" Ji Luo felt that A's thinking was strange, but he didn't think too much about it, "It's about the same."

A: "So, you didn't take the initiative to get to know anyone?"

Ji Luo rarely thought for a moment.

After pondering, he dragged his voice and said: "No."

A was silent for a while, and after a while, he suddenly smiled: "Heartless little white-eyed wolf, you don't care if anyone treats you well, and you can't raise it well."

Ji Luo laughed and replied, "How do you know? Hahaha."

A: "You didn't respond to the money being sent to you."

Speaking of the point!Ji Luo's tone was sincere: "It's about money, I take it very seriously. Boss, haven't you noticed that I've been chatting with you these days? Like now... If I'm really heartless, how could I talk to you?" Playing video."

"It still sounds like that." A clicked his tongue, "That is to say, you will care more about whoever gives you money?"

"No." Ji Luo smiled, "It mainly depends on the mood."

A's legs that had been overlapping were loosened at this moment, and he stood up, "So, what kind of person makes you care."

Ji Luo blinked.

Then he said, "Family."

A was about to reach for the phone, but those strong fingers stopped when they approached the screen.

He waited for a while, then laughed lowly: "I see."

After speaking, A changed the subject.

"Did you just arrive at the hotel? It's late to go back to the hotel, and it's also late to go to bed? Have you taken a shower? It's already very late."

Ji Luo was stunned, glanced at the time, and said, "I didn't even pay attention. Hey, how do you know I'm late back to the hotel?"

A said naturally: "I know where the restaurant you have dinner is. It's just that long away from your hotel. I sent you a message in time, but you didn't reply, isn't it late?"

Ji Luo didn't pay attention to why A could inexplicably know that he walked back to the hotel, and only said: "Oh, something is delayed."

"whats the matter?"

Ji Luo didn't go into details, but only made complaints about the law and order in Los Angeles, and incidentally talked about playing tennis.

But A's brain turned quickly, and without Ji Luoming's words, he pieced together the truth of the matter.

A's tone was still gentle, but with an inexplicable coldness: "You mean, those two who hurt you on purpose, after receiving punishment, they still found someone to stop you at night?"

"Yeah." Ji Luo sighed, "There's nothing new about revenge."

"Let me investigate." A's tone became lighter, "Seven people beat up two foreign high school students, which constitutes a crime."

"Well, the 911 lights were flashing when we left, so they must have been arrested." Ji Luo said casually, "Speaking of which, when you called this video, I still wanted to educate those two people... Almost forgot, wait."

This boss is really, almost delaying things!

A seemed to know that he was going to do something serious, and after a soft snort to express his affirmation, he didn't say anything more.

Ji Luo concentrated on editing the video of Gao Bian's sexual harassment Fei Xiaoxue obtained from Li Shixi, and then uploaded it to the school forum.

It's cool to be withdrawn from the game, and it's even more enjoyable to be withdrawn from the society.

Ji Luo hooked the corner of his mouth and smiled triumphantly. If he had a tail, he would have swung it wildly again!

After finishing these periods, Ji Luo glanced at the time and said in surprise, "Ah, it's time to wash up and go to bed! Go take a shower!"

"Take a bath? Or shower?" A didn't want to hang up the video.

Ji Luo was slightly embarrassed, and asked why he was so careful, "Let's soak for a while..."

With that said, I'm about to hang up the phone.

A took it easy and said, "Don't you want to chat? It's so boring to take a bath by yourself."

That's what he said, but about the video... Ji Luo didn't respond.

A sat back at the desk again, took out a dozen files, and said, "I still have something to read, let's talk for a while. Just cover the lens, anyway, you are bored yourself. I am bored too."

……

These words reached Ji Luo's heart.

Since childhood, Ji Junde didn't spend much time with him.

So Young Master Ji has a lot of scenery outside, has many friends, and always finds those people annoying, but in his heart, he doesn't like being alone.

Therefore, even if those cronies and friends quarrel and quarrel, he is willing to go out and have fun with them.

And Ji Ling...

Even if rationally he doesn't want to have any unnecessary intimate contact with Ji Ling, but when he gets drunk and loses control, he will crawl into Ji Ling's arms endlessly, wanting to hug him, and want to be hugged by him without restraint. On weekdays, the idea of ​​wanting to be accompanied, which is strictly controlled, spreads arrogantly and presumptuously through the strength of alcohol.

……

After wearing a book...

Ji Luo tightened his fingers, sighed silently, and put the phone next to the bathtub, covering the camera.

"Okay." The boy's voice was flat, "Talking about a few cents."

A laughed, "A few cents will do. The sea salt-flavored bath salt smells good, have you put away the water?"

The sound of splashing water sounded, and Ji Luo was embarrassed, "I remember this time."

He lowered his eyes and tore open the package of bath salts, sprinkled them into the boiling hot water.

The bath salt melted quickly, and accompanied by the fluctuation of the water flow, no one spoke for a while, and there was only the sound of regular water flow in the space.

The boy's crystal-clear blue bathtub was lost in thought for a while, and then he casually unbuttoned his clothes little by little, took off his underwear, turned off the water flow control switch of the bathtub, and the swishing water flow stopped.

The world suddenly became quiet.

The small scarf covered the entire phone screen, Ji Luo didn't know what A was doing.

The back of the man who passed by yesterday appeared in his mind.

If Ji Ling was here, Ji Luo wouldn't have to do these things himself.

When dealing with certain things, Ji Ling has a deep desire to control. He likes to control Ji Luo's body, whether it's on the bed or in the bubble bath when he cleans himself up.

Over time, Ji Luo also became a canary to a certain extent.

During the years when the relationship with Ji Ling went from being hostile, to urgent, and then gradually eased, Ji Luo may still be consciously refusing, but unconsciously, he has long been accustomed to the meticulous care of men.

So much so that in this kind of scene, there are few people around him every day, which makes Ji Luo feel a little at a loss.

The boy shook his head, and was about to get into the bathtub with his slender and fair legs...

"Don't get burned." A's voice came suddenly, "Little anchor, I suspect you didn't test the water temperature."

Ji Luo stopped, "How do you know I didn't try?"

Quickly retracting her legs, Ji Luo reached out to test the temperature.

It's not really hot, Ji Luo stared at his hand in a daze, while childishly moving his palm back and forth in the water.

The water splashed randomly and made a splashing sound.

After hearing this, A responded with a grin: "—what do you think?"

Ji Luo was slightly embarrassed, and muttered, "Hey, okay, although I'm not very good at life skills, I'm not going to take a bath and burn myself off!"

He sat in the bathtub and chatted with A casually.

A asked Ji Luo: "If you post that person's sexual | harassment video online, are you not afraid of his retaliation?"

"Am I afraid of him?" Ji Luo said lazily, "He's afraid of me."

"Oh." A laughed, "But didn't you say that your stepbrother has a good relationship with him. If they join forces, wouldn't you be put on little shoes when you go home?"

Ji Luo frowned slightly, "Stepbrother... I didn't tell you about it, did I?"

A's tone was very natural, "It was because you drank too much and said it a few nights ago."

"..."

God knows what I said!Ji Luo almost bit his tongue, thinking of the 40-minute voice call, and the next day he sent a custom tennis racket, even with the JL stamp!

"But you didn't report yourself." A comforted him, "Don't be nervous."

Ji Luo: "..."

I better not.

Ji Luo covered his eyes and leaned back in the bathtub, "Okay, don't mention them, it's a disappointment."

A smiled, "Okay, as long as you don't suffer."

"Are you still worried about me?" Ji Luo said suddenly.

A answered quickly: "You have an accident, how can I still watch your live broadcast. Isn't it the only time to relax that is gone, I must be worried."

After a short pause, A added: "No one chats with me at work at night... Don't talk about this, how did you choose the restaurant for dinner today?"

"Anything you can find on Yelp."

"Didn't your friend who was with you take you there?"

"no."

"He didn't invite you to dinner?"

Ji Luo choked speechlessly, "He's just a poor ghost, he doesn't have any right to speak."

"Then how much did you spend on dinner?"

Ji Luo: "..."

Speaking of which is very funny.

I have no money, and I am also a poor ghost, without any right to speak.

The boy sighed exaggeratedly: "Don't mention the past again. If there is a chance, I will never choose to go to that restaurant!"

"Why don't you ask me?" A said, "I can tell you what good options are available."

"I'll ask you next time." Ji Luo didn't say that he didn't think of A at all, "You know Los Angeles very well!"

"Well, I know better." A turned to ask, "What about you, have you ever been to California?"

...I have been here many times before wearing the book.

Ji Luo's voice faded a little, "Yes."

"Then you should also know a lot of good restaurants. Why don't you recommend some to me."

The young man raised his hand, slapped the water once and for all, and said the French name of a restaurant.

Sweet Dreams.

A paused for a while, as if laughing, "Sweet Dream...French restaurant?"

"Yes. This restaurant is the most impressive one I have ever eaten, but..." Ji Luo hugged his legs, "It was a long time ago, I don't know if the door is still open."

Mainly, I don’t know if there are sweet dreams in this world.

The smile in the man's gentle voice deepened, "What... delicious?"

"What impresses me the most is Bordeaux red wine foie gras," Ji Luo replied. "Foie gras is an ingredient that requires a lot of chef's craftsmanship. I'm picky about food, especially food that tends to become fishy. Not many chefs can do it." meet my requirements."

"Is there anything else?" A continued to ask.

Ji Luo was almost finished soaking, and stood up from the bathtub, feeling very comfortable, and became lazy even with his voice.

"White wine escargot, French onion soup, raw salmon with avocado...coconut milk pudding, uh, rainbow mousse."

"Sounds good." A said playfully, "Have you washed it? Are you wiping your hair?"

"Ah."

Ji Luo lazily agreed, and after wiping her hair half dry, she picked up the hair dryer and muttered in a low voice, "Drying your hair is so troublesome."

"If you don't dry it, you will get a headache." A heard the boy's coquettish voice, and even his own tone became soft, "Blow it up obediently."

Ji Luo didn't pay much attention to what A said, he was carelessly blowing his hair while thinking about Tianmeng.

……

Sweet Dream is a dinner that Ji Ling and Ji Luo had together when they went to Los Angeles to investigate a business project.

This restaurant is located in a quiet area of ​​the Los Angeles Bay Area.

Like all Michelin three stars, Sweet Dreams has an exquisite and beautiful environment, delicious food, and friendly and polite service staff.

Ji Luo is used to this kind of high-end restaurants, so according to common sense, he would not be particularly impressed by one of them.

That impression was deep because...he never thought foie gras was delicious, but in Sweet Dreams, he subverted the inherent negative impression of foie gras.

Sweet Dream's Bordeaux red wine foie gras, after Ji Luo tried it, I realized that foie gras can become delicious after being properly processed.

The meal was ordered by Ji Ling.

When the appetizers were served, Ji Luo was a little angry when he saw the foie gras, and said, "Why do you order this? Don't you know that I don't like foie gras?"

Ji Ling's voice was calm, and he said patiently: "The foie gras here is delicious. I had someone do my homework. I want you to try it."

"I don't want it." Ji Luo frowned and said in disgust, "I don't like foie gras."

The dinner plate in front of me reflected the hazy light and shadow under the dim light. The thick foie gras was topped with layered sauce, and the top was dotted with green spices.

Even so, Ji Luo glanced at it, but was still not interested in it.

"It's really delicious, I won't lie to you." Ji Ling was very patient, and the stern facial contours seemed to soften a lot under the candlelight, "Just take a bite, huh?"

The boy bit his lip at that moment and didn't want to talk to him.

Always forcing me to do things I don't want to do.

Hate you!

Ji Ling seemed to read Ji Luo's inner thoughts, and coaxed him: "Brother knows what you like, this time I specially found one that suits your preferences. You are obedient, give it a try, okay? Don't be picky eaters, be good." .”

The boy's exquisite peach blossom eyes turned away, he didn't look at the food, and he didn't look at Ji Ling, he was clearly angry at Ji Ling for ordering something he didn't like.

The man had no choice but to fork a small piece of foie gras with a silver fork and said, "Try Luoluo. You must like it."

"How did you know I would like it." Ji Luo said angrily, "I don't like it."

Ji Ling said softly: "Try it, if you don't like it, it's my fault, I promise you one thing."

The boy blinked, and after hearing what he said, he came back to his senses.

"Anything is fine?"

Ji Ling whispered, "Well, anything is fine."

...Ji Luo's eyes lit up, thinking that the two of them were together all the time during the few days of business trip, unlike when they were at home, Ji Ling would only go home every few days, so that his waist was sore and his legs were so weak every night. , has been in the fear of being killed by a man...

unacceptable.

If you tell him not to continue, he won't listen.

It's really unbearable for so many days in a row.

"After that, if I say no, I won't. You can't..."

Ji Luo pursed her lips and said.

Ji Ling stared at him for a while, then asked with a low smile, "Huh? Why don't you say no, can't you?"

Ji Luo: "...don't pretend you don't understand!"

"it is good."

He agreed simply, Ji Luo didn't expect this person to let go of the control of sex so easily.

But Ji Ling thought differently. He originally thought that Ji Luo's request would be something like "don't bully him again...".

Unexpectedly, Luoluo only asked herself not to go too far.

Therefore, subconsciously, he did not refuse to sleep with himself at all.

The man's normally cold lips curled up, his smile gradually deepened, and he said, "Although I agreed, but Luoluo, if you like food, can you promise me something?"

Ji Luo looked up at him.

"It's not too much." Ji Ling tapped the row of wine cabinets on the other side of the restaurant, "If you like, you can have a few drinks with me."

The young man was stunned and said, "Do you want to drink?"

Ji Ling hardly drinks alcohol.

"Yeah." The man replied in a low voice, "The investigation is over, relax."

After speaking, Ji Ling got up and sat next to Ji Luo with a fork.

They were very close, and Ji Luo felt the men's aura overwhelmingly attacking him, and subconsciously held his breath.

At the same time, Ji Ling whispered in his ear, "Open your mouth."

Ji Luo felt that he was listening to him uncontrollably, opened his mouth slightly, and felt something cool touch his lips.

The boy subconsciously stretched out his small tongue to lick the hard object he sent to his mouth.

The man's eyes darkened, and when he lowered his eyes, he saw Ji Luo hooking the piece of food with the tip of his red tongue very obediently, and then reluctantly ate it into his mouth.

Ji Luo resisted at first.

But this piece of Bordeaux red wine foie gras melts in the mouth, it is fat but not greasy, the taste is rich in layers, and there is a hint of red wine sweetness in the fresh aroma, even a picky person like Young Master Ji can't say anything wrong.

Ji Ling sat beside him, his figure was elongated by the light, completely covering the boy.

He looked down at Ji Luo, and asked in a low voice, "Is it delicious?"

Ji Luo's throat rolled, he swallowed the foie gras obediently, without making a sound.

Of course... not to say it's unpalatable, but it must be delicious!Like Ji Luo, he was dissatisfied with the plate of foie gras that Ji Ling ordered just now and started to lose his temper. Now that he wants to eat it, he finds it unpalatable, so he has long since quit.

Ji Ling chuckled in his ear, and the usually indifferent person became much happier at this moment, "Why don't you try it again, Luoluo."

Ji Luo nodded hesitantly.

Then Ji Ling fed him patiently again, Ji Luo no longer resisted, and ate everything Ji Ling brought to his mouth mouthful.

It was rare for Ji Ling to offer to drink that day. He called the sommelier, picked out a bottle of smooth red wine, and drank it with Ji Luo.

Maybe it's the effect of alcohol, Ji Luo and Ji Ling had a very good dinner experience in Tianmeng, even a little white-eyed wolf like Ji Luo who doesn't care about what to eat and where to live, just wants to be happy, remembers Live all things.

The bottle of red wine that Ji Ling drank with him was of high quality and strong stamina.

After drinking a bottle, Ji Luo slowly became excited, but he has always had a good capacity for alcohol, this amount of red wine is only enough for him to be slightly tipsy and happy, it is not enough for him to drink fragments when he hangs out with his friends.

So Ji Luo asked the waiter to come over and bring them another bottle.

But Ji Ling refused, saying: "I want you to drink with me, not me. Luoluo, let's stop here today."

Ji Luo was craving alcohol, so he was inevitably dissatisfied at this time, and whispered: "I want more, but it's not enough."

"No." Ji Ling lowered his eyes and gave him his dessert, "If you want to eat something else, eat this."

As a result, Ji Luo curled his lips, he had no choice but to eat two desserts by himself in a fit of anger.

Coconut milk pudding, and rainbow mousse.

The red wine has a strong stamina, and Ji Luo drank more than Ji Ling.

He has not reached the limit of not being able to remember anything, but he has long since turned into a little koala. From the moment he left the restaurant, he has tightly wrapped his arms around Ji Ling's neck, never let go, and put all his strength into his arms drill.

If it weren't for the fact that he was still concerned about the driver's bodyguard, Young Master Ji might have wanted to play tricks and ask Ji Ling to carry him back to his room.

Back at the hotel, Ji Ling put him on a massage chair in the oversized bathroom first, and then turned around to fill the bathtub with water.

The man has a particularly good figure, with broad shoulders and a thin and narrow waist. Even if he took off his suit jacket and now only wears a white shirt that fits well, Ji Luo can still see the smooth lines outlined by his waist and abdomen muscles. Can imagine How handsome and beautiful his body is after taking off his clothes.

Leaning on the recliner, the young man half-closed his eyes, and saw Ji Ling measuring the temperature of the water in front of the bathtub, and sprinkled some blue bath salts into it.

He stared at Ji Ling from behind, and suddenly said, "Come here."

"What?" The man didn't turn his head, but unbuttoned the delicate cufflinks.

Ji Luo is a little impatient, now he urgently needs to hug something, wants to touch the body, kiss skin to skin, and has other inexplicable desires under the influence of alcohol...

After getting along for these days, it seems that I have gotten used to doing that crazy thing with this pervert every night.

"Come here...Ji Ling." Ji Luo stood up by himself and said come over, but he took the initiative to walk towards him, until he stood behind Ji Ling, Ji Luo stretched out his hand and hugged him tightly again Ji Ling, "I want to..."

Ji Ling stopped moving, his voice was a little hoarse, "What do you want?"

"...less nonsense."

Ji Ling turned sideways slightly, hugged the young man's narrow waist, and looked down to see that his amorous eyes had become blurred, and two buttons of his shirt had been torn off by himself.

Ji Ling leaned against Ji Luo's ear and asked softly, "...take the initiative to ask for sex, don't you?"

"..." Ji Luo didn't say a word, but when he hugged his waist, his body rubbed against him slightly.

Ji Ling didn't move, and asked again: "I didn't drink too much, did I?"

"..."

Not to deny is to affirm.

A low laugh rolled out of Ji Ling's throat, he turned off the water outlet knob of the bathtub, bit the tip of the boy's trembling ear, hot air overflowed from the corner of his lips.

"Do you want the water temperature to be a little hotter, Luoluo. Wait a while...it will be more comfortable."

……

……

With her hair dried, Ji Luo also stopped these memories.

When the hair dryer was turned off, A's voice sounded, "The soup, appetizer, and main course you mentioned are all good, how about two desserts?"

"Hmm." It's because I ate two desserts, Ji Luo thought about it and replied, "I'm just telling you that I think it's delicious."

"Who did you go with?"

"...What do you care~"

Ji Luo doesn't want to talk about things related to Ji Ling.

A didn't ask any further questions, and continued to ask about Tianmeng, "How is the wine?"

Ji Luo froze, remembering the name of that bottle of wine.

In 1988, the Arup winery in France was named...

"Hot kiss." Ji Luo's tone was flat, "Not bad."

After finishing speaking, Ji Luo had finished grooming, then turned around and covered the camera with the mobile phone next to the bathtub, squeezed it up, and went back to the bed to lie on his stomach.

He turns off all the lights.

The camera couldn't capture anything anymore, so Ji Luo freed his hand and stopped blocking the camera.

A in the picture is still at the desk, Ji Luo hides in the dark and looks at him, and finds that the materials beside him have almost been approved.

This person...works very fast.

Ji Luo blinked, didn't think much, and asked, "Why are you working so late?"

"You seem to have asked last time." A smiled, "Bringing a family."

Ji Luo said: "Are you married?"

"you guess."

"I guess? You have a girlfriend?"

"Guess? Why, little anchor, are you interested in my personal life?"

"No." Ji Luo threw the phone aside, "I was thinking that you work so hard, you are a rare and good talent."

Maybe it can be used by Ji's Group.

Only.

A is noncommittal, "Oh. After asking for a long time, you don't have the slightest interest in me? For example, what am I working on so late?"

Ji Luo: "..."

A smiled: "Since I asked, I'm just a little interested. Don't deny it."

Ji Luo was a little embarrassed; "Why are you so narcissistic?"

"Fortunately, I'm generally narcissistic." After finishing the last file, A packed up his things and stood up. "The main reason is that there are too many people who follow me, so I'm used to it."

Ji Luo chuckled.

Hahaha I suddenly wanted to laugh a little bit, what was going on.

I have never met such a narcissistic person!

May I ask, in the past, who would have dared to be more popular than the chaebol Young Master Ji?

A: "Why did you turn off the lights over there, are you going to sleep?"

"That's right, it's already 12 o'clock." Ji Luo pouted.

Why have you chatted with A for a long time?

A: "The 'hot kiss' you mentioned aroused my desire for alcohol, what should I do?"

"Drink it yourself."

A was amused by these three words: "Drink by yourself...have you ever drank by yourself?"

"Yes." Ji Luo said indifferently, "If you drink with many people, you will easily overdrink. Drinking by yourself...you can control it."

A is a little puzzled: "What do you mean, what do you control?"

Ji Luo said: "It means that you can control how much you drink."

"Ok?"

Ji Luo hugged the quilt and turned over.

"Don't you know there are four stages of drinking?"

"I don't know, tell me—little anchor, are you good at playing?"

Ji Luo smiled and replied: "Isn't it? Otherwise, how can we sum up the experience of the four stages? Listen well."

"The first stage is about one or two cups of slightly drunk. You will feel mentally relaxed, your fatigue will decrease, you will be slightly excited, and you will always want to laugh..."

A: "Sounds good."

Ji Luo: "The second stage is probably smoky. Walking will shake, the body is not controlled by oneself, but the mind is still awake, the senses are infinitely magnified, slowed down, the feeling of self-control gradually weakens, and I am immersed in a kind of In the happy mood of emptying. The control I mentioned just now is to this point.”

A: "Go ahead."

Ji Luo: "If you drink with a group of people, you will get drunk easily, and in the third stage... big