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Seeing that Jing Xing's fingers holding the chopsticks were stiff, Xi Moran chuckled and lowered his head to drink the wine in the glass. After putting down the glass, Jing Xing found the sneer remaining in the corner of Xi Moran's mouth.

The stiff expression softened, and he took a mouthful of food with chopsticks and put it into his mouth. Because of the delicious food, he showed a happy expression, tilted his head and smiled at Xi Moran's cold face: "Did Mr. Secretary forget that I have Half of my blood is Chinese, right? My father is Chinese, so it’s not unusual for me to be able to hold chopsticks, right?”

The amber pupils are beautiful, in stark contrast to Shimoran's black pupils.Because of Jing Xing's perfect answer, Xi Moran frowned slightly, but he lowered his eyelids and said flatly, "You're right."

The fingers placed on the table trembled slightly, Xi Moran suddenly raised his head and stared coldly at Jing Xing on the opposite side, his sharp eyes seemed to want to pierce him.Jing Xing smiled indifferently and stroked the back of Xi Moran's hand lightly with his fingertips.The itching made Xi Moran impatient and restless.

"Is it okay to make such a move in public?" Xi Moran asked in a low voice, it's not hard to hear his restrained anger.

Jing Xing's eyes were seducing him.What is this guy doing?Ever since I met Qing Cang, I have been meeting this kind of strange person.Xi Moran began to wonder if there was something in him that would always attract this kind of person.

"In the U.S., if I see something, I'll make a quick move." Jing Xing deliberately ignored Xi Moran's anger, pretending to be a fool.

--I can't bear it anymore.

Xi Moran opened Jing Xing's hand: "This is in China."

Then Xi Moran stood up, quickly took out a few banknotes from the wallet, put them on the table and strode out, Jing Xing laughed twice, stood up happily, turned around and followed Xi Moran ran out.

Shimoran closed the car door with a "bang", and the door on the other side opened and Jing Xing sat in.

Xi Moran was about to turn on the key to start the car, when suddenly a shadow wrapped his arms around his neck and threw himself on him.Xi Moran was thrown down without paying attention, and the car seat lay flat on his back with the weight of two people on it.

"Jing Xing? What are you doing?" The seat was soft so his back was fine, but his abdomen probably hurt from being bumped by Jing Xing's knee.Even though he is petite, he is still a man. This weight is really not light.The two of them stacked together in the carriage looked very crowded.

Jing Xing propped himself up and looked down at Xi Moran, his amber pupils shone brightly against the shadow of his face.

"Mr. Secretary, don't you think I'm prettier than a woman?"

Jing Xing actually asked him that?Also because of his words, Xi Moran began to observe his appearance carefully for the first time, even though the lights in the car were dim, he could see clearly.Jing Xing's face is very delicate, his eyes are big, and he inherited the deep eye sockets of Westerners.The nose is small and tall, and the mouth is also small.Indeed, as a man, his appearance can be said to be very handsome, but he is a little more beautiful.

"Ah, yes. You are beautiful." Simoran replied in a perfunctory tone.

"So, won't you be moved by my face?" Jing Xing suddenly lowered his body and stopped at the place where he was about to kiss Xi Moran.

The dialogue and posture of the two brought out the ambiguous aura to the highest point, and Xi Moran instantly showed a bewitched and bewildered expression.

Thinking that Xi Moran had taken the bait, Jing Xing's mouth showed a smile and wanted to kiss him when Xi Moran suddenly said with a sneer: "Even if you are beautiful, I can't ignore the thing between your crotch."

"It doesn't matter if I'm hugged by you."

"I have something to say."

Eyes as deep as a deep pool stared directly at Jing Xing, as if the blade with a cold light made Jing Xing's back feel chilly and tense.

"why?"

"Why? Isn't the reason very simple? Because they are all men." Xi Moran's hand rested on Jing Xing's chest with irresistible force, Jing Xing could only get up and sit back in the co-pilot seat honestly.

Feeling bored, Jing Xing scratched his hair and suddenly turned his head to face Xi Moran, looking at his unwavering face and asked with a wicked smile: "Then what about the boss?"

"He and I are just secretary and boss, that's all."

"Then it doesn't matter if I go after the boss?" Jing Xing still challenged Xi Moran after he had reached the limit of his patience.

Xi Moran suddenly started the car and slammed on the accelerator, Jing Xing, who was not wearing a seat belt, was almost overturned.

"Hey, this is very dangerous, Mr. Secretary."

"Of course you can chase him, that's a matter between you and him. However, it's only if you can seduce him." Xi Moran suddenly turned his head to look at Jing Xing's surprised face and said quickly .

But Jing Xing didn't have time to refute now, he was almost scared out of his wits.Xi Moran drove without looking at the road ahead.

"Car...car...pay attention to the road ahead." Jing Xing screamed.

Xi Moran's car drove fast, and then another car came from the opposite side. Xi Moran twitched the corner of his mouth, sat up and calmly turned the steering wheel, and the opposite car whizzed past them.

Jing Xing breathed a sigh of relief, wiped off his cold sweat and then closed his eyes gloomyly.

"Boss...boss..."

Xi Moran's voice came from far to near, Qing Cang frowned subconsciously and opened his eyes to see Xi Moran's gradually clear face.

I just feel a little dizzy, and I don't quite remember what happened yesterday.

"Get up, boss." Seeing that Qing Cang woke up, Shi Moran straightened up and prepared to get him the suit he was wearing today.

Qing Cang grabs Xi Moran's hand.

"What's wrong?" Shimoran asked.

"Why did you call me boss again?" He just woke up with a bad temper, and his tone of voice also smelled of gunpowder.

"I'm afraid that after I get used to calling you, I will accidentally call out your name in the company to make people suspicious."

Hearing what Xi Moran said, Qing Cang was overjoyed, but he never thought that Xi Moran would say such flattering words.After that night, Xi Moran really seemed to be a completely different person.In the past, he was indifferent, arrogant, and defiant, like a wolf in the ice field who was unwilling to get close to others.But now after he recedes a layer of coldness, what is left is a distressing tenderness.

"It's okay, I'm at home, call me by my name."

"Qing Cang." Xi Moran became impatient.

The corners of Qing Cang's mouth were pulled stiffly into an ugly angle.Turning his face is faster than turning a book, and he was still praising him in his heart just now.This cry is really sonorous and powerful without tenderness at all.If Xi Moran called out his name in such a cold tone that he wanted to kill someone when he was going to bed, Qing Cang guessed that he would soften himself.

"It's too ugly... won't you be gentle?" Qing Cang complained mercilessly.

Shi Moran held one hand behind his back and held it tightly.

"Come on, call out and listen."

"Click!" Simoran's bones and joints clench.

"Huh? What's the sound?" Qing Cang asked strangely.

Xi Moran raised his head and shouted at Qing Cang with a smile on his face, "Cang..."

"Uh... that's enough. I'd better go take a shower first." After speaking, Qing Cang quickly got out of bed and rushed into the bathroom.

Xi Moran snorted coldly, suppressed his smile and went to find clothes for Qing Cang.

Standing under the shower, the warm water flowed all over Qing Cang's body, recalling Xi Moran's smiling face just now, Qing Cang shivered violently.It's really scary, that kind of superficial smile makes people get goosebumps.Hey, he is so proud.You shouldn't tease Xi Moran too much.

Following Qing Cang in the corridor of the company, he happened to run into Jing Xing who was walking towards him.A half-smile with mysterious flames, and a cold and emotionless blue lightning.The two lines of sight intersected and collided together, arousing a strong flash of light.

Jing Xing was the first to look back and then greeted Qing Cang, getting a nod from Qing Cang and then walked past him.Looking directly at Xi Moran, who was opposite him, at the moment when the two of them passed by the sleeves of their suits and rubbed against each other, Jing Xing intertwined fingers with Xi Moran calmly.Xi Moran's body froze suddenly and turned his head to look at Jing Xing coldly, but Jing Xing didn't look at him.Xi Moran saw the raised corner of his mouth from the side of his face, and then Jing Xing let go of his hand.

Running to the bathroom, Xi Moran turned on the faucet and desperately washed his hands. Seeing that his hands felt unclean, he washed them again with disinfectant.

Coming out of the bathroom and returning to Qing Cang's office, just as Xi Moran was about to open the door, he put his hand on the door lock and froze.From the glass window, he saw Jing Xing who appeared in Qing Cang's office at some time, as a subordinate, he was able to put his hands on Qing Cang's desk and sit lightly on it, talking and laughing happily with Qing Cang who was sitting sideways on the boss chair .And Qing Cang didn't care about his presumptuous behavior at all, while looking at the document, he smiled and said something to Jing Xing.

This scene surprised Xi Moran, and Qing Cang said that they were not familiar with each other, but their intimacy had surpassed the range of unfamiliarity.And Jing Xing didn't seem to treat Qing Cang as a boss, he didn't have the humility of a subordinate.

He was very presumptuous in front of Qing Cang, and Qing Cang also condoned his presumptuousness.

Released his hand from the door lock, Xi Moran turned his head and left.

Pretending to casually glance at the door just in time to see a shadow disappear, the smile on the corner of Jing Xing's mouth deepened.

"Jing Xing... No matter what tricks you play, I want you to know that the only one who can win in the end is me." Xi Moran slammed his fist on the wall of the corridor.