President's offensive and defensive battle

The heavy curtains blocked most of the light outside the window, Zhang Qiling lay under the quilt, feeling the people around him trembling all the time.

"Still asleep?" Zhang Qiling asked with his eyes closed.

Wu Xie froze, then slowly turned around and said, "I'm a little excited... I can't sleep."

Zhang Qiling opened his eyes and looked at him, helplessly: "How can you be so troublesome?"

Wu Xie looked at the ceiling: "...Actually, I'm not like this usually."

In the dim light, Wu Xie couldn't make out his eyes, Zhang Qiling covered his eyes with his hand: "Shh - don't talk."

The warm palm covered the only little light in the room, and Wu Xie blinked, feeling her eyelashes rubbing against his palm.

Zhang Qiling pressed his palms tighter: "Close your eyes."

"I want to hug you." Wu Xie said, "Just a hug."

Zhang Qiling was silent for a while, withdrew his palm and turned over, "No."

Wu Xie turned her head to look at him, hesitated for a while, then slowly lifted his quilt, got in, pressed her forehead against his back, and asked sullenly, "What about this?"

Zhang Qiling didn't speak.

Wu Xie secretly put her hands on his waist again, and after waiting nervously for two seconds, Zhang Qiling still didn't respond.Stretching his heart, Wu Xie stretched his hand forward again, stretched it again, and finally stretched out... slap, he was caught.

"Don't take an inch."

Wu Xie retracted her hands silently, but she was still satisfied.

Upon waking up, Wu Xie felt as if a century had passed.He still maintained the posture when he fell asleep, but the person in front of him had disappeared.

There was the sound of tapping on the keyboard in the living room, Wu Xie rubbed her hair and walked out, only to see Zhang Qiling sitting at the bar and working, with milk and bread in hand.

"Is there any for me? I'm a little hungry." Wu Xie leaned over and stared at the dinner plate.

Zhang Qiling didn't stop typing: "It's yours, go wash up first."

Wu Xie happily strolled to the bathroom.

This kind of feeling like living together...is really cool.

The underwear that was washed last night was still hanging in the bathroom, Wu Xie reached for it, but stopped when he was about to take it off.

otherwise……

Pretending to forget?

Might as well do it again.

Thinking of this, Wu Xie silently retracted her hand, turned around and looked at herself in the mirror, and said seriously, "I didn't see it."

Zhang Qiling's toothpaste is mint-flavored, the toothbrush is black, there is no facial cleanser, only a piece of white handmade soap, which smells faintly fragrant.

Wu Xie felt very happy about this little discovery that was not worth mentioning at all. He felt that he was slowly approaching Zhang Qiling's life, and maybe he could really integrate into it in the near future.

Who can say for sure about love?As long as the other party hasn't made up his mind, he still has hope.

Although it was close to noon, Wu Xie was still full of vigor. He walked out of the bathroom with his chest upright, and was poured by Zhang Qiling with a basin of cold water: "Don't forget to take your underwear."

Wu Xie: ...

Why does he remember this kind of thing better than me? !

The milk is very sweet and the bread stuffing is sufficient, but Wu Xie tastes like nothing!Tasteless!

Zhang Qiling typed calmly: "Just now your phone rang."

"Oh……"

Zhang Qiling pressed Enter, and continued, "When are you leaving?"

Wu Xie slightly complained: "Do you need to drive people away so obviously?"

"I have a meeting this afternoon, so I can't keep you." Zhang Qiling explained patiently.

Wu Xie raised his eyebrows, feeling a little more comfortable: "Alright then, I'll call Wang Meng later and ask him to pick me up."

Zhang Qiling grabbed the mouse and turned off the work interface and computer, stood up and stretched his body while asking, "Are you going back to the company?"

"Well, back to the company." Wu Xie took the empty cups and plates to the kitchen to wash them.

"Don't worry about that, the cleaner will come later." Zhang Qiling said, "Also, I can send you off."

Wu Xie was pleasantly surprised: "You send me off? Why are you so good?"

Zhang Qiling stuffed the computer into his bag and said casually, "By the way."

"...It's really boring." Wu Xie pouted.

"Is your foot better?" Zhang Qiling put the computer bag aside and turned to look at him.

Zhang Qiling's eyes are dark and deep, and he is very focused when looking at people. Although his face is expressionless, he has a special attraction.

Wu Xie's face was hot when he saw him, his heart was pounding, he lowered his head and twitched the ground with his toes: "Okay, okay."

Zhang Qiling nodded: "Go and change clothes, we should go."

Last night's clothes were a little wrinkled and smelled of alcohol, but Wu Xie wasn't that delicate little man, so he endured it carelessly.

Zhang Qiling saw him walking out while raising his arms and smelling the smell of wine, so he asked him, "Shall I take you home first?"

Wu Xie hurriedly waved his hand: "No, no, I'll go to the company to change, but I may have to fume you all the way."

Zhang Qiling shook his head and said it was okay.

Wu Shi and Jiumen were not far away, Zhang Qiling put Wu Xie at the door of the company, and finally heaved a sigh of relief after watching him enter the building.

This little ancestor is really dying.

Zhang Qiling leaned on the seat, took out his mobile phone, turned to a number and sent a text message.

At the same time, Wu Xie, who had just entered the elevator, received a message.

Dumb Zhang: What are you doing?

Wu Xie rolled her eyes and replied: Go to work!

Mute Zhang: Are you there at night?The gang opened up a new dungeon, lacking hidden swords.

Wu Xie took the phone and thought for a while, and felt that it was not worth it, so he asked: Do you get the equipment for free?

Dumb Zhang: If you can beat the boss...

Wu Xie replied as he walked: hhh, how cowardly!Alright, the young master will save you handicapped people!

Dumb Zhang: Thank you so much (^o^)/~

Wu Xie felt a chill, threw the phone into his pocket, opened the door and walked into the office.

Then he came out again and looked up at the sign on the door.

The president's office, you're right.

Then why did it look like it was a robber...

Wu Xie opened the door a crack, and cautiously put his head in to look in. Among the pile of rags, Xie Yuchen was sitting cross-legged on the ground with a dark face, with no image at all!

Wu Xie shrank her neck, thinking silently, shouldn't she be angry with him?

"Come in, I've already seen you." Xie Yuchen said coolly.

Wu Xie grinned, walked in bravely, and smiled calmly: "What's the matter, Xiaohua? Who made you angry?"

Xie Yuchen looked at him, and said with a dark face, "I'm going on strike, the movie won't be made."

"..." Wu Xie blinked, raised his hand and licked his ears: "What? I've been getting angry and have tinnitus recently, what did you just say?"

Xie Yuchen glared at him: "I said! I want to terminate the contract with "Xi Bone"! You wait to lose money!"

Wu Xie's eyes darkened...