818 The president next door and his cat

Su Jingyue turned around and immediately embraced Wen Qibai, and before Wen Qibai could react, he lowered his head and kissed him.

Just kissing is not enough, Su Jingyue pried open Wen Qibai's teeth and wrapped his tongue around him.

Wen Qibai raised his eyes to meet Su Jingyue's gaze, those black eyes were filled with inexplicable emotion.

"Push me away if you don't like it." Su Jingyue and Wen Qibai looked at each other for a while before slightly leaving his lips, with a low voice soothing.

Su Jingyue endured it for half a month, and last night he just slept in a proper manner, without even moving his hands and feet, for fear of arousing Wen Qibai's resentment.

But now, no one knows the reason why Wen Qibai's low fever persists better than him. Su Jingyue is very afraid that Wen Qibai will be so overwhelmed and leave him.

Su Jingyue took Wen Qibai's arm and let him hug her, then kissed him deeply again.

Wen Qibai tried to raise his hand, tried to push Su Jingyue away, but he couldn't move a single bit. He might really, really long for Su Jingyue. He wanted to be with Su Jingyue, hug, kiss, no matter what. If you don't do it, you still want to be with Su Jingyue.

He might be really dazed, Wen Qibai raised his palm and stroked Su Jingyue's slightly cool cheek twice, but when he raised his eyes, he bumped into Su Jingyue's gloomy eyes.

Su Jingyue couldn't wait to tear Wen Qibai's clothes, and lowered his head to kiss his neck, collarbone, and chest, leaving light teeth marks every time he passed.

Wen Qibai flinched with his back against the cold floor, feeling a little cold.

Su Jingyue stretched out his hand to hug Wen Qibai, and hooked open the bedroom door with his foot.

"By the way, I received a text message from Ye Fengan a few days ago." Wen Qibai suddenly remembered this when Su Jingyue put him on the bed. It was an inexplicable text message, but he was watched closely by Wei Qing at the time. I didn't delve into it.

Su Jingyue unbuttoned his shirt slowly, and then read the text message with Wen Qibai's hand after taking off the shirt.

[do not come. ]

Su Jingyue frowned, he was also so busy recently that he didn't have time to take care of Ye Fengan's affairs, and he was at a loss when he saw this text message.

"Is it still cold?" Su Jingyue pulled Wen Qibai into his arms, Wen Qibai's back was pressed against his chest, Su Jingyue put his chin on Wen Qibai's shoulder, but caressed Wen Qibai dishonestly chest.

Wen Qibai stretched out his hand to hold down Su Jingyue's restless hand, and panted, "Don't move."

Su Jingyue smiled and kissed the base of his ear, it was like Wen Qibai's cat's tail, once caught, the whole person would not have the ability to continue to resist.

Wen Qibai whimpered softly, and loosened his grip on Su Jingyue's wrist, the blood all over his body seemed to boil all of a sudden.

Su Jingyue smiled lowly, continued to lower his palm, and poked in...

When Wen Qibai woke up, Su Jingyue was leaning against the window, facing the night, the fire was extinguished between his fingers.

"Wake up." Su Jingyue's voice was slightly hoarse, he put out the cigarette, came over and sat by the bed, "Is there anything else uncomfortable?"

The pajamas had been changed, and her body was refreshed a lot. Wen Qibai sat up with one leg slightly bent, leaning on his forehead, "What time is it?"

"Nine o'clock." Su Jingyue reached out and put his hand on Wen Qibai's forehead, and he didn't have a fever anymore.

Wen Qibai lowered his eyes and remained silent for a long time before he opened his mouth and asked, "Are you free tomorrow?"

"Have."

"Come home with me."

……

Wen Qibai was not free all day the next day. After discussing the script with Zhang Qi, he came out of the meeting room and rushed to the elevator. Su Jingyue was still waiting for him downstairs, so he had to hurry up.

The elevator was still on the first floor, and after Wen Qibai pressed the down button of the elevator, he stood at the door of the elevator and waited.

Soon there were two more people waiting for the elevator, one was Qin Zhishu, and the other was a man who was reviewing the contract.

This man was wearing a pair of rimless gold-rimmed glasses. He was fair-skinned and gentle, with a handsome face. From his appearance alone, he could tell that he was an extremely excellent and Yan Jin man.

"Director Ye." Qin Zhishu looked like a little white rabbit and an ignorant baby, "What did that person mean just now?"

Wen Qibai was choked and coughed, he really didn't mean to listen, but he really couldn't accept Qin Zhishu's appearance, it was too different from his normal appearance, it was like a big-tailed wolf and a little white rabbit. huge difference between.

"It means that this business cannot be negotiated." The elevator door opened, and Ye Nanzhi stepped in with a calm tone.

Wearing sunglasses, Wen Qibai lowered his head and texted Su Jingyue.

"First floor?" Ye Nanzhi asked Wen Qibai with sideways eyes before pressing the floor.

"Well, thank you." Wen Qibai smiled politely.

Qin Zhishu didn't say much in the elevator, probably because he knew that Ye Nanzhi wouldn't talk to him too much, so he kept quiet and didn't say a word.

The elevator stops on the first floor.

Just as the elevator door opened, a furious roar came in.

There was chaos in the hall.

Cheng Tianyi was pulled by several people, clenched his fist with his right hand, and punched another man in the face.

"Lin Konglang! You still have the guts to mention my mother!" Cheng Tianyi's fist stopped less than an inch away from Lin Konglang's nose because one arm was being pulled, but Cheng Tianyi missed it. Unwilling to let it go, he yelled at the top of his voice.

Lin Konglang's eyes were calm, as if he had expected that Cheng Tianyi would not be able to hit him, he stood there without moving a step.

"As I said, you need evidence in everything. You have nothing to prove. If I turn against the Cheng family because of your unilateral rhetoric, it would be inappropriate both emotionally and rationally." Lin Konglang raised his hand and straightened his tie. , with a businesslike tone.

"Also, I hope you will be more serious in the future, don't eat, drink, and have nothing to do every day. My aunt gave birth to you, not to let you pick up girls."

"Evidence, right? Are you fucking asking me for evidence right now?" The veins on Cheng Tianyi's fists were about to burst, and regardless of whether there was anyone around, all the grievances accumulated over the past decade had been vented, "If I It’s up to you if you have evidence!”

Cheng Tianyi couldn't let it go, when his mother committed suicide by jumping off a building, he went to ask Lin Konglang for help, but Lin Konglang didn't help him, but stood with the Cheng family instead, how could he be reconciled!How could he be reconciled to being abandoned by his cousin since he was a child!

"Cheng Tianyi, if you insist on thinking this way, there is nothing I can do about it. I am sensible and do not regret this matter." It is impossible for Lin Konglang to turn against the Cheng family. Cheng Tianyi is still in the Cheng family. In such a sensitive situation, if he made a wrong step, it would be impossible for Cheng Tianyi to live until now.

If he had turned against the Cheng family because of Cheng Tianyi's one-sided remarks, the one who suffered the most would not be him, nor Cheng Tianyi's father, but Cheng Tianyi.

If the truth of the matter is really exposed, Cheng Tianyi will definitely become a thorn in the eyes of the Cheng family, and he will not stop until he gets rid of it.

Only the dead keep secrets.

So he can only suppress this matter as much as possible, so that everyone will not know, and let this secret be buried in the deepest part.

Ye Nanzhi only glanced at this farce, and a hint of sarcasm flashed in his indifferent black eyes under the gold-rimmed glasses, "There are so many excitements in a wealthy family like yours."

Wen Qibai also felt the same way, and after going around in circles, almost every household could be related.

Qin Zhishu still looked like a good baby: "Director Ye, my family doesn't have one."

Lin Konglang looked indifferent, but Cheng Tianyi was about to explode. If no one pulled him, he could beat Lin Konglang to the ground in the next second.

The few secretaries who followed Lin Konglang were also anxious to get angry. If two people fight in this kind of place, tomorrow's news headlines will not worry.

The eyeballs of the secretaries rolled twice, and they looked straight at Wen Qibai who had just come out of the elevator, their eyes were shining.

Wen Qibai was stunned, he adjusted his sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, turned around and walked quickly to the gate, he still remembered the last time when Lin Konglang handed him the paper for his signature, these secretaries Looking at his expression, Wen Qibai will never forget it.

"Boss Lin, look! Wen Qibai!" The secretary seemed to be holding the winning ticket, looking in Wen Qibai's direction, leaning into Lin Konglang's ear, and whispered.

Lin Konglang looked in the direction pointed by the secretary, and Wen Qibai strode towards the door with the mobile phone in his hand, just the back view was overwhelming.

Instantly feeling a lot of arrows in his heart, Lin Konglang staggered back a step, put Cheng Tianyi behind him, and stretched out his hand to the secretary next to him.

"Quick, give me a piece of paper, I'm going to get my signature."

The secretary silently held the contract tightly in his arms.

Lin Konglang turned his attention away, but Cheng Tianyi didn't do much better. Cheng Tianyi saw Qin Zhishu who was acting as a mascot at the elevator door at a glance.

Damn it, Qin Zhishu lied to him last time that the [-]th floor of fantasy was a treasure, and no one would let him in. It was not until Cheng Tianyi knew that it was a fucking treasure. The bunch of blond and blue-eyed people he saw last time The fighting nations all rest on the eighteenth floor.

No wonder Qin Zhishu pissed when the elevator reached the [-]th floor, and he was almost scared to piss when he reached the [-]th floor, okay?

Cheng Tianyi felt that he was like a chrysanthemum on a chopping board, shivering among a pile of hormone-infused cucumbers.

"Qin Zhishu! Don't go if you have the fucking guts!" Cheng Tianyi yelled and rushed over.