Canary pretends to be good and runs away wearing books

The floor of the president's office of the S city group headquarters building is quiet.

Good sound insulation and higher floors perfectly isolate the hustle and bustle of outside traffic and pedestrians.

In the rest area, Ji Luo could only hear his own breathing, and there were no other sounds.

The silence was suffocating.

He had always liked quietness.

Because he has not been sleeping well, he has very high requirements for the surrounding environment, and the studio also needs to be in a noise-free office, so at that time, he felt annoyed even if someone made a little noise.

Apart from going out to play, disco and drink, he has always asked the people around him not to make too much noise.

So occasionally when Jian Ling talked to Ji Luo when he was concentrating on his work, he would directly say, 'You are so annoying', 'Don't be noisy', 'You are so annoying, can you shut up' and so on.

Of course, Jian Ling followed his mind and didn't bother him.

The two accompanied each other and got along with each other for a long time, which also made Ji Luo gradually get used to having someone by his side all the time.

If things go on like this, it is not time for serious work, even if Jian Ling tosses him when he is asleep, takes him to the bath, helps him get dressed, or rubs his waist and legs to relax, he will not feel that The man quarreled.

It's all habit.

... Ji Luo got used to Jian Ling, and when he got used to the absence of that person by his side, he felt that there was something missing in the air.

The voice was quiet, lacking the sound of his cold breathing.

The smell is more bland, without his icy scent.

After staring blankly at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window, as well as the city line on the Bund along the coast, Ji Luo sighed and stood up while leaning on the armrest of the sofa.

This is not the way to go.

But the traces of the past are gone.

Linxi Mountain, where they lived together for ten years, disappeared.

I want to go back and look for their bits and pieces, and analyze some ideas that can reflect Ji Ling's hobbies, let alone implement them.

Ji Luo frowned handsomely.

What can I do?

Find a way.

The solution is all thought up by people. Could it be that if my brother refuses me and doesn't want me, I will give up?

impossible.

……

In the next few days, Jian Ling found that Ji Luo finally knew not to pester him anymore.

Although this high-ranking Young Master Ji still haunts the headquarters of the group frequently, and the two of them meet occasionally, Ji Luo is no longer like before, jumping on him at every turn, or making a fuss, or ignoring him, he just ignores him. His eyes turned red and he was about to cry, and the employees felt so wronged that they were bullying him by ignoring him.

Jian Ling breathed a sigh of relief.

But Ji Luo was not idle.

Although the two were not in the same space, Ji Luo was also observing Jian Ling all the time.

After looking at him carefully for a few days, Ji Luo realized...

Jian Ling really has a sweet tooth?

Ji Luo: "..."

sweets?And this indifferent president?

Match it? !

But I actually think my brother is so cute!

He propped his chin and sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, looking thoughtfully at the man in the suit and leather shoes in the president's office from the corner of his eye.

Thinking about it carefully, when Ji Ling just came to Ji's house, Ji Luo vaguely remembered that the 17-year-old boy who was as thin as a bamboo pole really had his eyes glowing when he saw the exquisite desserts.

Eyes glowing—maybe a bit of an exaggeration, but surprise and novelty are inevitable.

The pastry chefs in Linxi Mountain are all at the level of Michelin chefs, but cooking for Ji Luo and Ji Junde in Linxi Mountain is a bit heroic and useless.

After all, the education received from top to bottom of the family affects their philosophy of life.

For example, the ingredients in your stomach should be natural and organic without pesticides; for example, every meal should be mixed with meat and vegetables to ensure that all six nutrients are indispensable; for example, although sweets are delicious, you must not eat too much, because sugar belongs to' ', eating those desserts is not good for you, it will not only cause too much sugar intake, too many calories, affect your figure, but also affect your future health.

Master Ji, who has been educated with a perfect tendency, has understood since he was a child that the most scientific way to eat is the best for his body.

When Ji Luo saw that Ji Ling would eat some half-cooked cheese, black forest, matcha first snow, macaron and other sweets every afternoon tea time, he would say to Ji Ling:

"This can't be eaten every day, Ji Ling, can't you control it a little bit?"

"Is it that delicious? You've been eating it for several days, won't you get tired of it?"

After Ji Ling heard Ji Luo say it a few times, he stopped indulging himself.

But Ji Luo didn't know how attractive these exquisite desserts were to Ji Ling.

Before he came to Ji's house, those most common candies, those candies that Ji Luo wouldn't even look at, were special hard-won 'treasures' for Ji Ling and the children in the orphanage.

But... I have never seen those exquisite, beautiful and high-end street children since I was a child. Ji Ling, a teenager who has been hungry and full since he was a child, has a lot of resistance to these dazzling desserts that look like works of art just on the plate. ability?

Ji Luo has never experienced it, so he doesn't understand it at all.

...How much self-control did Ji Ling use to have the resistance to temptations that ordinary people can't imagine like Ji Luo and Ji Junde.

……

In the past few days, Ji Luo finally saw the difference in Jian Ling after he left him.

There was always a small packet of sugar next to the tea and coffee that Mu Nai and Lu Mengtian brought to Jian Ling.

Jian Ling would not put all the sugar packets in. After all, he had developed the habit of eating bitterness and not sweetness for a long time, but he would tear open the packaging of a little bit of sugar packet, sprinkle a pinch of sugar in it, and drink it together with the bitter taste. .

Ji Luo thought for a while, and found a time when he was off work one day, and went to talk to Jian Ling while he was walking to take the elevator.

There were only the two of them in the elevator.

Jian Ling still regarded Ji Luo as air, but Ji Luo took the initiative to find a topic, and it didn't seem too embarrassing.

Ji Luo: "Brother, do you want something sweet?"

Jian Ling looked indifferently at the numbers on the floor display screen that were getting smaller and smaller.

Ji Luo tried: "Well... I used to say that eating too much sugar is not good, but it's not that you can't eat sugar. Sugar will stimulate the brain to secrete dopamine, and you will be... happy after eating."

Jian Ling: "..."

Ji Luo didn't know what he was beeping: "You can also try 0-calorie sugar substitute? Just, maybe the artificial sugar has a strong taste..."

"..."

When the elevator reached the first floor, Jian Ling closed his eyes, raised his hand and flicked off the non-existent dust on the cuff buttons, walked out of the group gate, got into his special car and drove away.

Ji Luo: "..."

It feels like beeping a bit too much!

It’s all nonsense, does he think I’m annoying qaq

The young master crossed his arms and thought for a while, recalling how Ji Ling treated him in the past?

It seems that there is no need to say anything. Whenever he wants to eat or drink, that person has already prepared what he wants and puts it at hand——

Ji Luo clenched a fist with one hand, and with a 'snap', he hammered the palm of the other hand.

……

The next day, Ji Luo recalled that when he was studying in the UK, the British often mixed black tea with milk, so he asked his assistant to make a cup for the man according to that formula, and then asked Munale to deliver it to the office.

Ji Luo didn't go in by himself, but sat in the rest area outside to watch Jian Ling's reaction.

The black tea is mellow, the milk is silky, and the white milk is poured into the brown-red transparent tea water, forming circles of charming swirls.

A beautiful and delicate printed porcelain mug with a golden metal spoon for a slightly ornate look.

After entering the president's office with this cup of tea, Muna put the cup by Jian Ling's hand.

From the corner of her eyes, Jian Ling saw the golden and red cup, and showed a surprised expression: "This?"

Muna patted his head: "Boss Jian, this cup looks a little nice, it has been upgraded."

Jian Ling pondered for a moment, then nodded very lightly.

His bony forefinger and thumb clasped the handle of the cup, and he picked up the teacup to drink tea in a standard and noble posture. After drinking, he gently put the porcelain cup back into the porcelain saucer, the sound was so soft that it was almost inaudible.

Mu Nai looked at the dignified appearance of his boss, and murmured: "Mr. Jian, I just now feel that the way of making tea and delivering coffee to you in the past is too rustic."

Jian Ling brushed his thumb across the clean handle of the teacup: "What do you mean?"

"That's right, I used to just put the tea bag in and then pour hot water and bring it to you. It's not aesthetically pleasing... At most, Lu Mengtian will give you the first tea at the tea ceremony outside according to the rules, and then pour the second cup of tea." The green tea will be poured for you. Although the procedure is fine, the ordinary cups we use are nothing compared to this set, and they are not suitable for you, haha."

Jian Ling listened to Muna's snoring, and tapped his fingers along the rim of the cup.

"If you put it this way, I have never seen this set of teacups before. They are beautiful."

Jian Ling looked at the things at hand thoughtfully.

Muna: "Eh, we can't make this kind of high-grade black tea with milk... Haha, to be honest, we can't think of making this kind of exquisite drink for you, thanks to Master Ji..."

Jian Ling snapped her fingers.

At the same time, the door of the president's office was pushed open by Ji Luo with a smile.

"It's delicious, brother." Ji Luo saw the man's brows loosen just now, so he walked in to talk to him.

But when Jian Ling saw him, his brows and eyes that had been relaxed just now frowned again.

So Ji Luo immediately stopped at the same spot, glanced lightly at the black teacup, waved his hands and walked out, leaving a quick sentence: "Drink it if it tastes good! Don't deliberately refuse to drink it just because you know I brought it—I I saw it just now! And you said you wouldn’t hide from me on purpose! Don’t break your promise!”

Jian Ling: "..."

What a little brat.

You were cautious one second, but the next second will be bright with some sunshine?

Mu Na didn't know what to say, and felt that it was not suitable for him to cause trouble for Mr. Jian, so he hurriedly greeted Jian Ling and walked out.

Leaving Jian Ling alone, sitting on the leather swivel chair, with his arms resting on the low-key and luxurious desk, he pressed the center of his eyebrows by himself.

……

Ji Luo's footsteps when going out were much easier than before.

Wow, feels like doing something right!

The little koala's fluffy tail is wagging so fast that he wants to tell the world what he did with a cup of black tea and milk that shocked you, me and him.

After returning to the residence, Ji Luo asked the housekeeper to make a cup for himself, and added a little sugar.

The young man's thin soft lips were sipping on the rim of the teacup, which happened to be the same place where the man's lips touched not long ago.

There was a warm current in his heart.

Woohoo, I never knew I was so easily satisfied.

But my own satisfaction is not enough.

Can I... drink the same cup of milk tea with my brother next time?

After a while, Ji Luo turned on his phone, took a photo of milk tea and posted it on Weibo.

At the same time, a handsome and flirtatious wink selfie is also included!

lll: [picture] [picture] sweet drink with you next time [heart] [heart] [heart].

After posting the Weibo, Ji Luo lifted his feet, hummed and clicked the [Promote this Weibo] button.

The beautiful young master blinked his peach blossom eyes slyly.

I can also talk to you even if you delete friends, hum, don't try to ignore me.

——lll, who has tens of millions of fans, relying on fans' likes and replies, easily put this provocative Weibo at the top of the trending list.

Although some things are unclear, I know many of my brother's habits.

……

Before going to bed, when Jian Ling was habitually watching the news and hot spots, he saw Ji Luo's photo and Weibo that were blown up by fans.

He was attracted by this photo, and then watched his fingers move by themselves, and clicked on the comments with interest.

【So handsome ah ah ah ah】

【What kind of fairy is this】

[The boyfriend I want in my dream qaq]

[Drink milk tea with me, I drink, I drink, I feed you! ! ! 】

[I knew that Young Master Ji was good-looking when I watched the live broadcast before, but he never deliberately teased anyone, why did this photo feel so touching to the bottom of my heart, ahhh——]

[The heart-pounding peach eyes, the slightly smirk on the corners of the mouth, and the captivating wink! ! ! 】

Jian Ling: "..."

Head hurts a bit.

The author has something to say: Little koala: good-looking means you can do whatever you want

Well, babies, don't worry about how Luoluo will become a licking dog.

Brother is not a licking dog.