The design director skipped work

Jiang Heng was in a daze for a moment, wondering what Wu Zheng was asking him to explain.

But what to understand is not so important anymore.

When he came back to his senses, he had already pressed Wu Zheng on the back seat of the car, and the two of them were entangled/entangled.

Facts have proved that no matter how milky the cat is, it is wild at heart.

At first Jiang Heng was a little hesitant, but Wu Zheng actively hooked his neck and dragged him down to kiss him. If he could handle this kind of thing, he wouldn't be called a man.

Wu Zheng was hot all over when he was a bit drunk, and Jiang Heng held his shoulders and raised his head to kiss him again and again, with the sweet smell of alcohol on his lips, Jiang Heng felt that he was almost drunk.

When Jiang Heng tried to kiss Wu Zheng again, Wu Zheng turned his head to avoid him, Jiang Heng didn't understand what Wu Zheng meant, Wu Zheng clung to his shoulder, and slid down like a soft snake, his kiss came from Jiang Heng From the ear to the chin to the neck, with an unrepressed low/wheezing, sticky and sweet lingering in Jiang Heng's Adam's apple.

Jiang Heng's eyes turned pale for a moment, and he pushed Wu Zheng back on the back seat viciously. When Wu Zheng fell on the seat, he hummed softly.

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A few balls of paper were thrown on the ground.

Wu Zheng huddled in Jiang Heng's arms, covering his eyes as if giving up on himself.

It's as if you can pretend that nothing happened just now without looking at anything.

He finally regained consciousness a little bit now, and only then did he understand what happened just now.

——In other words, he has always been sober, but until now, he is a completely rational person.

Wu Zheng couldn't even think about how he would allow Jiang Heng to hold him.

……

At this point, the scene just now reappeared in front of his eyes, Wu Zheng let out a wail because of his shame, from covering his eyes with his arms to covering his face with his hands, and fell down in despair.

It's a pity that Wu Zheng also fell into Jiang Heng's arms when he fell down. Jiang Heng hugged him, and then kissed his forehead. He always felt that after this happened, he became more sensitive to Jiang Heng's breath.

"Is it better?" Jiang Heng asked.

Of course, this question was not about his body, no matter how good he was, he wouldn't become a weak skin just because he punched him.

Wu Zheng shook his head crazily, psychologically it was really not good, he was ashamed now as he was happy just now.

Then he felt that Jiang Heng straightened his trouser waist and buttoned his jeans.

……

Wu Zheng grabbed Jiang Heng's hand, and slowly moved his hand away with an extremely firm gesture.

"Pull the gun, you are ruthless, Zheng Zheng." Jiang Heng smiled into Wu Zheng's ear.

"Shut up!" Wu Zheng shouted weakly covering his face.

Wu Zheng's whole body was about to be overwhelmed by the feeling of shame.

The important thing is that he is still recalling that feeling. Jiang Heng's touch is completely different from doing it himself. He was already in a more emotional state after drinking again, and he surrendered after barely holding on for a while.

Why did you think of the details again.

Thinking about it, even a little bit unwilling?

Is there any way to stop your own brain activity.

Jiang Heng grabbed Wu Zheng's ribs with both hands and pulled him up, and continued to hug him in his arms, kissing his face while saying, "Good boy, you were so cute just now."

Cute but still shameful! ! !

But to be called cute is... a little bit happy.

"You don't have that much yet." Wu Zheng said sullenly.

He still remembers this very clearly. After all, Jiang Heng has been helping him all the time, and he himself just put his arms around Jiang Heng's neck, unless Jiang Heng is so good that he can operate with both hands at the same time... This matter can't be thought about carefully, it's a bit scary.

"Did you say you want to get this for me?" Jiang Heng asked.

Wu Zheng was shocked, and subconsciously sat up straight, Jiang Heng smiled helplessly and hugged Wu Zheng back into his arms: "Just kidding, it's not that I don't have long hands."

"I..." Wu Zheng suddenly realized that his reaction was a little too big, and he was too embarrassed, "I'm not... I'm just... hey, I..."

"Okay, okay." Jiang Heng kissed Wu Zheng's face again, "Those who didn't know thought you taught foreigners how to make sentences in Chinese."

Wu Zheng couldn't help laughing, and finally let go of the hand that had been covering his face, turned to look at Jiang Heng, and saw Jiang Heng looking at him with a smile.

Wu Zheng felt embarrassed again, but this time Jiang Heng didn't give him a chance to turn his head and run away, so he pulled his chin and kissed him forcibly, then saw Wu Zheng's face turned red, and said with a smile: "Let's Let's go back?"

Wu Zheng jumped out of Jiang Heng's embrace like an amnesty, not because he didn't want to be hugged by Jiang Heng, but because the current scene was too blushing and heart beating, he was afraid that he would faint here again.

Just when Wu Zheng was about to open the door, he heard the phone ring.

Both Wu Zheng and Jiang Heng used fruit phones, and the ringtone was the same. Wu Zheng tuned it on purpose, so Jiang Heng picked it up wrong last time.This time, when the phone rang, Wu Zheng subconsciously took out his pocket and found nothing. Then he saw Jiang Heng pick up a phone from his seat and swipe the screen to answer it.

Wu Zheng instantly realized that something was wrong, and as expected, when he looked at the phone case, Jiang Heng was holding his own phone again.

"Brother Jiang!" Wu Zheng stretched out Erkang's hand and shouted tremblingly.

At the same time, Jiang Heng turned to the phone: "Hello?"

After a second of silence, Jiang Heng looked at Wu Zheng in confusion, and then looked at the phone in his hand in horror after he realized it.

At this moment, Wu You's familiar voice rang through the car clearly through the microphone: "8 Sorry, I interrupted you."

Then the buzzer sounded.

Jiang Heng: "..."

Wu Zheng: "..."

One minute later, Wu Zheng's WeChat started popping up Wu You's sharing: "Be careful!Excessive indulgence/desire has the following hazards! "" "1 Recipes for Nourishing Qi and Blood for Young People" "For a harmonious married life, you must remember "a small farewell is better than a newly married"".

Wu Zheng silently banged his head on the back of the chair.

Jiang Heng covered his face.

Wu Zheng called Wu You in grief and anger, and after the call was connected, he shouted angrily: "Sister! I didn't..."

"Sister understands." Wu You said in a earnest and reassuring manner, "Zhengzheng, don't say anything else, pay attention to your body, remember to wear a cover, it's safe and hygienic."

Then the busy tone sounded again.

Wu Zheng Petrochemical.

What do you understand! ! !

"This matter." Jiang Heng made a painful expression, "I feel very sorry for causing such a misunderstanding to my sister, and I will find a chance to explain it clearly to her."

"You can't hold back the laughter until your shoulders are twitching." Wu Zheng pointed out expressionlessly.

"Ah, is there?" Jiang Heng pretended to be stupid for another second like a dog, and then burst into laughter in an instant, "But this is really too funny hahahahahaha."

Wu Zhengsheng has nothing to love, isn't it your fault?

"I think it's either you change the ringtone of your phone, or I change you." In order to avoid such oolongs from happening again, Wu Zheng ruthlessly put on a domineering rich second generation and made a request.

"I'll change it, I'll change it now." Jiang Heng immediately admitted his cowardice, and obediently changed the phone's ringtone.

The two of them were finally able to get out of the car. When they got out of the car, Jiang Heng turned back and picked up the ball of paper thrown on the ground.

Wu Zheng:! ! !

When he saw Jiang Heng picking up this ball of paper that contained his children and grandchildren, his heart was so complicated that it was about to explode. What he couldn't understand the most was how he forgot to pick it up.

Now that Jiang Heng is holding his ball of paper, this matter feels very subtle, but if he deliberately asks Jiang Heng for this ball of paper, the matter is not only subtle but terrifying.

Fortunately, there is a trash can in front of the elevator room. Jiang Heng wanted to throw the ball of paper into it, but when Wu Zheng was relieved to see his movements, Jiang Heng suddenly took his hand back: "It feels very uncomfortable to throw it here. Strange, let's go upstairs and throw it in the bathroom at home."

No.

That means that Wu Zheng and Jiang Heng and Jiang Heng will take the journey of the 20 or so floors of the elevator together with the paper balls of his descendants in his hands.

Fuck you, this kind of thing can never happen.

Seeing that Jiang Heng seemed to be seriously hesitating, Wu Zheng snatched the ball of paper and threw it into the trash can.

Jiang Heng's suppressed low smile came from behind, Wu Zheng turned his head to look at the sky awkwardly, as long as I can't see, nothing will happen.JPG

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At night, the two of them lay on the bed together and then watched a movie. This time Wu Zheng was finally able to focus on the movie a little bit, and carefully picked a movie with a good reputation to watch.

But this time Jiang Heng seems to be very interested in him, he has been hugging him from behind, pinching his face for a while, playing with the bear ears on his clothes for a while, tugging at his bracelet for a while, occasionally slipping his hand in to touch his waist a handful.

"Hey!" Wu Zheng slapped Jiang Heng's hand with a slap, "Did you... just now?"

Jiang Heng took an inexplicably long time in the bath just now, everyone is a man and understands, but Wu Zheng doesn't understand, if Jiang Heng has already solved it, why is he still doing something.

"Guess." Jiang Heng said with a smile, because Wu Zheng's words were a little louder.

Jiang Heng's hands were a little cold, and he felt a little irritated when he crawled in along the collar, Wu Zheng shivered and wanted to shake his hands off: "Why are you such a rascal."

Hearing this, Jiang Heng exerted some strength under the clothes, and pinched him: "The rich second generation cursed people?"

Wu Zheng puffed up his face and stared at him: "What's wrong with just scolding you?"

"Oh." Jiang Heng laughed, and easily pressed Wu Zheng on the pillow, "I'll punish you."

This is the legendary costumed bird/beast.

Wu Zheng felt weak all over, and could only hug Jiang Heng's neck tightly as if he was dying.

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Jiang Heng didn't know what kind of talent point he had been awarded.

For at least the past 20 years, he considered himself a self-disciplined and cautious person.

When she was in college, there was indeed a little girl who chased her crazily and threw herself into her arms. Jiang Heng also proved with actions what it means to stay calm.

But in front of Wu Zheng, there was a feeling of dissatisfaction.

Is this the experience of gradually becoming perverted in silence?

If it wasn't for fear of scaring Wu Zheng, Jiang Heng really wanted to strip off his pajamas, but he still managed to control himself by saying "step by step".

After the penalty was almost done, Jiang Heng straightened up. As expected, Wu Zheng's lips were kissed red again, and he covered his eyes with one arm. It took a long time before he raised his hand slightly, and looked at Jiang Heng with half-closed eyes.

Those eyes were just as Jiang Heng imagined, with watery eyes.

too cute.

"Want to drink water?" Jiang Heng asked, this question was mainly to divert his attention, and then he was about to stand up and pour water.

As a result, Wu Zheng reached out and grabbed the corner of his clothes.

"I don't want to." Wu Zheng said.

Jiang Heng was taken aback.

Wu Zheng climbed up Jiang Heng's neck, but he didn't dare to look at Jiang Heng.

He leaned his face on Jiang Heng's shoulder, and after a moment of sullenness, he said softly, "I still want it."