Mountains and seas have a home

"Chief, I'm here." Fu Zhong leaned against Ji Yao's ear, and he smelled the faint scent of perfume behind his ear, "You hold me so tightly, and you smell so fragrant, I will kiss you."

Listening to him, Ji Yao murmured slowly, Fu Zhong's lips rubbed against his ears and neck, and his rustling breath poured into his collar.Every time Fu Zhong grabs his most important location, this place catches fire as soon as it is touched, just like now, when it is taken by him alone, the whole person becomes soft like a puddle of spring water.

"If you want to kiss, kiss, I say that every time, why don't I see you do it once." He wept softly, his forehead resting on Fu Zhong's collarbone, although it was a bit painful, "I hug you now, I said If you can do it, have you forgotten what the chief taught you?"

Fu Zhong gently helped him to relax, and the tense muscles gradually loosened under his touch. Ji Yao was wearing a neat suit, and none of the three-piece suits were left behind. shiny pins.

There are drops of water hanging from the end of the eyes, red like the newly blooming peach blossoms at the foot of the spring mountain. If you go looking for flowers next spring, you must compare your appearance with the flowers.Ji Yao let go of his fingers, and pressed Fu Zhong's back to smooth out the wrinkles on his clothes. He buried himself in Fu Zhong's arms.

Such a leader is extremely alluring, but Ji Yao doesn't know it.Fu Zhong waited for him to calm down, listening to the sound of three speeches on the TV, and the slight hum of the ventilation fan, his hand slid up, fingers resting on the back of Ji Yao's head, wrapping around a few strands of his hair.

He softly called out to be chief, then retracted his chin, and pressed his lips to the curve of his neck very carefully. The strong fragrance instantly broke his dam, bursting into a mighty river.

Ji Yao clasped Fu Zhong's back, and through a thin layer of clothing, he could feel the fragrance of hormones bursting from the man's body. He didn't resist, and pressed his body tighter, letting the soft kiss linger on his neck.

This small movement hooked the three souls of Fu Zhong, he folded his arms obediently, pinched down his tight waistline, and then propped up his crotch, this is Ji Yao's waist/hip.

The lips stopped at the base of the ear, paused for a moment, and bit tentatively, as if holding a pearl.Ji Yao is his treasure, his god, where he is, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, thousands of valleys and pines and winds are the background.

He obviously felt Ji Yao's body tremble, and the fingers clasped on his back became more and more forceful, and Ji Yao groaned extremely depressingly.This is the first time Fu Zhong heard such a voice from the chief, and he even thought that the real chief may not be as upright as he looks.

There is no time for this kind of thing to be satisfied at all, and if you have a little, you still want more.But Fu Zhong knew that there was no rush, he had to proceed step by step, and he couldn't scare the chief.In the end, he kissed Ji Yao's sideburn devoutly, moved away a little, and raised his hand to wipe away his tears.

"Chief, you hugged me so tightly the first time you hugged me, are you afraid of losing me?" Fu Zhong asked him, looking at Ji Yao's red eye corners, he raised his finger and brushed the corners of his eyes.

Ji Yao finally withdrew his hand, put it on Fu Zhong's chest, and said, "You really haven't forgotten me? Who am I?"

Fu Zhong smiled and said: "Your name is Ji Yao, I should call you Chief. I joined EDGA as a student seven years ago, and graduated from the School of Humanities of K University five years ago with the first overall score in the comprehensive test. Possess four degrees. In August of the same year, he officially entered the senior management of EDGA, participated in the anti-terrorist war in September, was promoted to A+ after the war, and served as the first-level executive commander of the Executive Department of the General Administration..."

Ji Yao raised his hand to interrupt him, with a beautiful arc on the end of his eyebrows: "Needless to say, you are sober, why did you pretend to have amnesia just now? Do you know that you scared me? I thought you forgot me, you know How sad was I just now?"

"It's done like this in TV dramas and books, and I can't avoid it..." Fu Zhong raised his eyes and looked at Ji Yao's face, and hurriedly straightened his attitude, "I'm sorry, chief, it's my fault, I shouldn't have done it." To scare you, I know that the chief cares most about me, I forget that no one will forget you, if you are angry, chief, you can punish me any way you want..."

"What's the punishment?" Ji Yao plucked his hair, stood a little away, and the ending lingered, "Don't scare me like this in the future, I can't stand it when I'm old."

"The chief is not old, the chief is only 27 years old, and he is still young." Fu Zhong said, he wiped away the tears for Ji Yao, "I was wrong, I made the chief sad, your tears flowed into my heart river."

His words were poetic, the water in the spring river was warm and peachy, tears flowed into his heart, but he put Ji Yao on the tip of his heart.

Ji Yao's ears are red, this place has just been kissed by Fu Zhong, and there is still a warm residual temperature, this time Ji Yao didn't suppress the blushing, Fu Zhong saw the head shy with his own eyes, the head didn't dare to look His eyes wandered awkwardly.

"Chief, tell me, I kissed you just now, between us, how would you describe it?" Fu Zhong leaned over and asked him, his eyes were affectionate, and the corners of his lips were raised.

Ji Yao choked, Fu Zhong always asked him tricky questions, how should he say this?Suddenly hearing voices from outside the door, Ji Yao picked up his eyes and saw half of Xiao Zhuoming's head appeared above the frosted glass.

The phone rang again, although it rang three or four times before, Ji Yao didn't answer any of them.He grabbed at the straw, picked up the phone in a panic under Fu Zhong's gaze, and gestured for him to leave. Just as Fu Zhong was about to stop him, Ji Yao hit back and tapped Fu Zhong's shoulder.

"I'm going to a meeting, I have something to say when I come back, shhh, don't talk, be good." He pressed the phone and said to Fu Zhong, telling him to be good, then turned around and left in a hurry, "Come on, I have a little The matter... Lin Yifeng's son? Just him, don't ask me about this kind of thing in the future..."

Going out, brushing past Shanhua who was coming, Ji Yao gave him a stern look, Shanhua didn't know why.Xiao Zhuoming took him in, and Fu Zhong was sitting by the bed peeling oranges.

"Chief Wei, you didn't go to the meeting?" Fu Zhong threw the orange peels into the trash can, he thought the oranges Ji Yao cut were very sweet.

Shanhua shrugged: "I heard that you woke up, so I came to see you. Their high-level decision-making has nothing to do with me. The head of your family Ji is the captain, and all of them are waiting for him to make up his mind. He is fine and came to you to hang around , why do you have to be so tight?"

Fu Zhong turned off the TV screen, and the wall became flat again. He smiled very lightly and said, "It may not be a problem."

Shanhua murmured, Xiao Zhuoming walked over to let Fu Zhong lie down, and re-inserted the needle for him. She had nothing to say, and quickly changed his dressing for inspection.

"How long have I been unconscious?" Fu Zhong asked, looking at the chandelier on top.

"Seven days." Shanhua said, "You spent one night in Moscow for emergency treatment and were taken back here after your condition stabilized."

Fu Zhong nodded, Shanhua sat next to him, looked at his face, was silent for a while, and then said: "After knowing what happened to you, how is your Chief Ji?"

"Huh?" Fu Zhong turned to look at him, "What is the state of my Chief Ji?"

Shanhua sighed, rubbed her chin, thoughtfully: "I didn't know before, but when I flew to Moscow to pick you up, his face was very haggard, yes, that haggard you thought, with red eyes He didn't speak, just stood silently beside your hospital bed and looked at the spire of the Kremlin, and he ignored me when I talked to him, as if I owed him tens of millions."

Fu Zhong listened to him quietly, and turned his gaze out of the window. He could imagine the ward in the Moscow transfer station, with the snow-covered Cangshan Mountain outside.Maybe it was raining, but Ji Yao stood by the window, watching the rain slowly freeze into ice.

He said that he has seen the spire of the Kremlin countless times, but he has not seen it with Fu Zhong.

fell into a long silence.Xiao Zhuoming made a record for him, briefly asked about the medication situation, and said: "When it was preliminarily determined that you would suffer from memory loss due to a concussion, I saw Chief Ji crying quietly in the ward. How about other people's attitudes, but I know he really cares about you."

Shanhua answered: "His attitude towards others is just a cold face, and the ghost face Hades is talking about him."

"Chief Chief Ji looks unreasonable, but in fact he is gentler than anyone else." Fu Zhong said, he sat up from the bed and pulled up the soft pillow behind him.

"He is only gentle with you. You have never seen him talking to others. If he says one more word, he will get angry. No one dares to move when he gets angry." Shanhua teased, he was telling the truth, Ji Yao talked to him When you talk, you have to do it without saying a few words.

Fu Zhong smiled with his eyes down, rubbing the needlework of his cuffs, the room was filled with the sweet fragrance of oranges, Shanhua wanted to take one, Fu Zhong glanced at him, Shanhua took his hand back.

"Why do you have to be cautious, Chief Wei? You can take whatever you want, and it's mine."

"Forget it, I know it was cut by Ji Santu for you, so I can't move it." Shanhua pulled back the chair and stood up, "If I took it, wouldn't you feel bad about it? I know, you are like this, on the surface it is calm The light wind actually cares more than anyone else.”

Fu Zhong remained silent, as he admitted that the crooked intestines in his stomach were seen by a discerning person.Shanhua said some blessings, left first, waved her hand smartly, opened the door and went out.

Ji Yao sat in the conference room and listened to the report, which was the result of the announcement of the exam results and the assessment of personal qualities.He sat below, looking up blankly at the photos of the executives flashing on the screen, legs crossed, the phone flipped in his palm.

The screen turned, and a photo of Fu Zhong was displayed on the screen. He was wearing a uniform and a black tie, with straight shoulders, a high nose and deep eyes.Next to it is written his examination number, the first in total score and the first in quality assessment.

Ji Yao's eyebrows fell, and the line of his lips became gentle. The gentleman next to him saw his smiling face, and there was a trace of tenderness floating on Ji Yao's face.

It was not easy to get the first place in the total score, and almost lost his life. The heavy rain in Moscow that day made Fu Zhong cold, and Ji Yao still feels heartbroken.But fortunately, Fu Zhong didn't forget him, otherwise those secret emotions would be meaningless.

Ji Yao raised his mobile phone to take a photo, and then sent it to Fu Zhong: I saw you during the meeting, first in total score, first in evaluation.

Two seconds later, Fu Zhong replied: Is my photo handsome?It is unprecedented that ID photos can be taken like this.

Ji Yao couldn't help laughing, the gentleman next to him gave him a sideways glance, and Constantine was listing examples of Fu Zhong.Ji Yao put the phone on his lap so that no one would see him not paying attention, bit his lip to hold back his smile, and quickly replied: Where do you get your confidence from?

Fu Zhong said: Compared with the chief, you are still more beautiful, Pan An Songyu, Xu Gong in the north of the city.

Fu Zhong sat cross-legged on the bed and replied to Ji Yao's message. The note he wrote to Ji Yao was "thin waist". Although it was very coquettish, he liked it.Fu Zhong took the time to flip through Weibo, Ji Yao hadn't posted on Weibo for a long, long time.

Ji Yao waited for him for a while, but Fu Zhong didn't send a message, he felt a little dissatisfied: What did you do just now?Do you know if the chief sent you a message in seconds?

— Just now, I read Weibo, and a blogger I follow hasn’t posted a blog for a long time, so I miss it.

—What blogger?

—I really like a blogger I really like.As long as he tweets, I must be the first sofa.

Ji Yao's fingers trembled, he might be talking about himself.After thinking about it, he was talking about himself, Fu Zhong talked a lot, he must have said that on purpose to make himself blush.

The reason for blushing is not for anything else, but because Fu Zhong said that he likes herself very much.

He knew it was a love story, and Fu Zhong told him all the love words.What does the word Fu Zhong mean?Who pays for lovesickness on weekdays, only Gudeng expresses his love.He knew what Fu Zhong thought about him, but hearing him say it out of nowhere today, his heart couldn't help but miss a beat.

—Have you private messaged him?

—How does the chief know that this blogger is a man?

Ji Yao knew that he had exposed himself, and Fu Zhong just liked to scratch his fox's tail, no matter if he scratched, he still had to scratch his nose, which made his heart tremble, and he couldn't tell what it was like, but it was wonderful.

—The input method is just like this, it has nothing to do with me, and the name is not important.

Fu Zhong touched the tip of his nose and chuckled, the potion was almost finished, he shook the bottle to make the drip faster, and replied: The chief has taught me this way, so I have no reason not to implement it.

"Damn it, do you really dare to do it?" Ji Yao looked at the news that popped up, gritted his teeth and whispered a curse on the spot, rightly speaking, he was called by name to speak.

What do you say?Ask him to speak on stage as an instructor.Ji Yao was very proud of Fu Zhong, he thought, this is my man, how can he not be outstanding.Ji Yao smiled when he spoke, which is extremely rare for other people.

Seeing that the drop bottle was empty, Fu Zhong pulled out the needle and got out of bed, and took out the clothes from the cabinet. The clothes were brought by Ji Yao.He tidied up in front of the mirror, wiped off the dust from his leather shoes, wrapped himself in a windbreaker, and looked radiant like he was going on a blind date, rather than just waking up from a serious illness.

He pulled out a napkin and scribbled the reason for going out, and pressed it under the fruit plate.He went out with his pockets in hand, turned around and straightened his hair against the glass.

Ji Yao was standing on the stage and speaking, and a photo of Fu Zhong was displayed on the screen behind him. He spoke calmly and forcefully, like a collage.His voice trembled when he mentioned the moving part, and his eyes drifted to the glass door of the meeting room, where someone was standing there looking at him, well-dressed.

With Fu Zhong in his pocket, Ji Yao was standing on the stand outside the back door. He made sure that he was out of sight of others, and Ji Yao just happened to be able to see him.He knew that the chief had seen him, but the chief was thin-skinned, embarrassed to look at each other, and soon turned his face away to explain the slides.

After watching it for a long time, the more Fu Zhong watched it, the more he felt that the chief was Xu Gong from the north of the city, and the more he watched it, the happier he became.He knew what the chief was talking about, and Ji Yao's pride was beyond words.Fu Zhong took out his phone and took a few photos, Ji Yao frowned and stared at him.

Fu Zhong is very happy, he has met the chief's request for him, and everything he has done with all his strength is to occupy all of Ji Yao's pride.

He listened to Ji Yao finished speaking, and when the chief stepped down from the stage, he stared at him. Fu Zhong smiled at him and raised his hand to greet him.Ji Yao sat down with the corners of her mouth tense, her ears were red, and she picked up her phone and said: What are you doing here?Who told you to run around when you are not in good health?

—I want to see how handsome my photos really are.Sure enough, compared with the chief, he was still compared.

Fu Zhong sent him the photos he took just now as evidence, and Ji Yao looked through them repeatedly. Fortunately, Fu Zhong didn't discredit him. This appearance is indeed a flower of K's senior.

—Does your arm still hurt?

— Kind of, it's okay.

— Where's the head?

—Very sober, don't worry, chief, I really haven't forgotten you.

Fu Zhong saw Ji Yao biting his lips and smiling, and raised his hand to touch his face, so that the smile would not be too arrogant.When Constantine came to the stage, Fu Zhong turned slightly to avoid it, leaning against the wall, and the lights in the meeting room were scattered at his feet.

Fu Zhong waited outside for as long as Ji Yao had the meeting.With such a person standing outside, Ji Yao's mind was not on the meeting at all, he flipped through the documents boredly, his eyes always drifting outside.

At the end of the meeting, Ji Yao leaned back on the chair and did not move. Everyone around got up and left, and Ji Yao said goodbye to them one by one.Silence enveloped him, Ji Yao leaned on the table and looked outside the door, an empty corridor, thought for a while, and asked Fu Zhong: Where are you?

After a while, Fu Zhong replied: I'm just outside the conference room, what's the matter, I don't worry if the chief can't see me?

Ji Yao turned off the phone without making a sound, and when he turned it on again, the lock screen showed that someone just sent him a message on Weibo.

His fingers trembled, and he raised his eyes to look at the glass in front of him. The table and chairs in the meeting room were reflected on the glass. There was a tall man standing outside, and his black windbreaker just wrapped his reflection in it.

Fu Zhong stood outside looking at him, and raised his hand to greet him briskly.The light from the corridor hit him, surrounded by a halo, Ji Yao was in a trance, this was probably the fairy in his dream.

He lowered his head and opened the private message on Weibo, and an ID called "Slim Waist" sent him a message.It took a long time for Ji Yao to click on it. Finally, after looking at Fu Zhong for a while, he raised his hand to beckon him in.

"What did the chief call me in for?"

"The words in the online reply message don't convey the meaning, so it's more straightforward to say it this way."

"What news does the chief want to reply to me, but the words don't convey the meaning?" Fu Zhong was persuasive and persuasive.

Ji Yao raised his hand and grabbed Fu Zhong's collar, then leaned over and kissed his lips. He was so strong that Fu Zhong couldn't dodge when the wind passed by.Unable to stand firmly on his feet, Fu Zhong staggered, put his hands on the table, and held Ji Yao in front of him.

After a superficial pause for five seconds, Ji Yao let him go and said, "That's the news."