Fast travel: the 101st be

It was as if that incident never happened that day. Ayano did not send Cheng Yuan off, nor picked him up halfway, nor did he wait and take care of Cheng Yuan all night when he woke up in the evening.

Ayano still called Cheng Yuan over every day, but drove him home in the evening.

"If you don't need me recently, I won't come. It's hard to go."

"Do you have something to do at home?"

"It's better than being in a daze here."

"Come."

"..."

Cheng Yuan shut up, still having to stay in a daze every day.

After finishing her work, Ayano saw the boy outside staring at the window in a daze.

"Have you been in a daze all day before?"

"Yeah, Xiaoyu and I grew up eating air."

"Find something to do."

"Mr. Ling is afraid that I have forgotten that I am almost sold to you now, or you can find me some work?"

"Ah K wishes I could give him a rest every day."

Cheng Yuan thought about it, but he didn't know what to answer, so he didn't answer.

Forget what to do in your spare time if you don't have to earn a living every day.

Ayano looked at him, "Come here."

Cheng Yuan walked to his side.

"look at this."

"what?"

"proposal."

"You think I understand?"

"study."

"..."

"Ah K wasn't the type to engage in these things at first, and neither was I."

Cheng Yuan laughed, "Are you short of someone to manage the company for you?"

"No shortage."

"Ah... that means you have to find me for nothing when you have nothing to do."

"You have nothing to do? Or what do you like, what do you want to do?"

Cheng Yuan turned around and sat down on Ayano's desk, flipping through the document, "It's not bad to do this, if you give me a place to play with your brain one day, I can still make a mess of your company, disgusting Disgusting you."

Ayano ignored his provocation.

"But if you really want to teach me that, shouldn't you send me to high school first, or college?"

"Where do you want to go?"

"Same school and major as your brother, do you want to get in? For my food, clothing, housing and transportation?"

"can."

Cheng Yuan raised his eyebrows, with sarcasm hanging from the corner of his mouth, he couldn't help laughing, "What are you trying to do, now that you are looking for a bed partner, do you have to train him to be a high-quality student with all-round development of morality, intelligence, physique and aesthetics? Why, take it out to save face Is it a little?"

"At your age, you should have done these things."

Cheng Yuan was silent for a while, and Ayano did not speak, and the space was extremely quiet for a moment.

In the end, Cheng Yuan just smiled, put the document in front of Ayano, and pointed to one of the lines, "The bid amount was wrongly written, there was a zero missing, and one participant was missing."

Ayano took a look and found that it was indeed a discarded version of the plan. It was just to pass the time for Cheng Yuan to read, and wanted him to learn from the simplest theory. Being a project management company still depends more on practice. , These Cheng Yuan can learn slowly by following him.

He looked up at Cheng Yuan.

Cheng Yuan looked at him with a smile, "University is fine, it's boring, if you really dare to let me touch these things in your hands, teach me well, I will definitely study hard, maybe one day I will join forces with your opponent , take your entire Aya family away."

"Follow me to see Mr. Chen tomorrow."

Ayano always takes Cheng Yuan with her wherever she goes, no matter if it is a dinner with someone or a meeting invited by someone.

Cheng Yuan is also smart. He is used to scrambling and rolling since he was a child. He is very good at observing words and emotions. He is quite comfortable in handling these interpersonal relationships. Ayano occasionally asks him to come forward to solve them.

When Cheng Yuan got it right, he was often asked to work for Ak directly. Ak, who was often overwhelmed, was grateful, but occasionally he was a little confused.

"In the beginning, you were asked to play with those things in the gray area, and then you were not allowed to do anything, and you were asked to help him kill...cough, now he is starting to play with the things in the white area again, what the hell does Mr. Ling want to do? .”

"Ghost knows." Cheng Yuan looked out the car window.

One day when he came back late from a business trip, Ayano did not ask the driver to take him back to the office.

Cheng Yuan could tell that the route was unfamiliar, but he didn't ask, and it was pointless to ask. Rich people don't have three or four fixed residences.

The car finally stopped in the high-end residential villa area of ​​City A.

"get off."

Cheng Yuan didn't ask much.

The house is very big, and it has been a few years. Cheng Yuan followed Ayano through a long and narrow corridor, and walked around for 10 minutes before arriving at the bedroom. It didn't look like a house bought casually outside.

"Master, are you back?"

"Ah."

"Supper is ready for you."

"Is the lady asleep?"

"Yes, I just slept. I just moved back from the hospital today and I'm tired."

"Well, you go to rest too."

"Alright, master." The woman was about to leave when she turned around and saw a boy following Ayano, a look of surprise flashed in her eyes, "Ah... I don't know if the master will bring someone back today, I only prepared for one person , I'm very sorry, I'll go get another one right away."

"No, I won't eat, you go and rest."

"Then I'm going to tidy up a guest room?"

"Need not."

Cheng Yuan followed Ayano upstairs and into the house, even though he didn't ask anything, Ayano didn't say anything, he guessed where it was.

Ayano's room is not much different from the decoration of his office cubicle. It is luxurious and dark, but it is larger than the office cubicle. The bed covered with gray rice sheets and quilts is also much larger than the cubicle. There are not many things. Looking at it It was empty and lonely.

It is very similar to Ayano.

"It's too late today, it's closer here, go take a shower." Ayano handed him a set of pajamas, and it was his own. "No new ones."

Cheng Yuan didn't answer for a while.

"how?"

"You want me to sleep here today?"

"Haven't slept?" Ayano didn't know what he was tweaking all of a sudden.

"It's nothing, I just think that you rich people have a lot of problems. A place like the master bedroom is generally unwilling to let dubious people in, let alone share the same bed with others."

"It's because I don't like people coming into my room and sleeping on my bed." Ayano looked into Cheng Yuan's eyes and said, "Go take a shower, don't say it a third time."

Cheng Yuan was used to Ayano's inexplicable overbearing, so he went to the bathroom after picking up his pajamas.

In fact, it’s easy to figure it out. Of course, I have to sleep in my own room when I go home. I haven’t touched it for several days. It’s understandable that I want to touch it on a whim today. It seems a bit dirty in the master bedroom, so it’s not appropriate to go to the guest room.

The only thing he couldn't figure out was why he was taken home, and it was only ten o'clock in the evening. After tossing him before, there were many days when Ayano left him in the office by himself at two o'clock in the morning and returned home.

Ayano's pajamas were too big for him, and he was dressed like a child stealing an adult's clothes.

When Cheng Yuan came out, Ayano stared at him for a while, and took a long time before going to take a shower.

Cheng Yuan had already made preparations, but as soon as Ayano came out, he lay down with his back facing him, "Go to sleep."

Cheng Yuan couldn't understand him, and just about to lie down, Ayano sat up suddenly again, "I'm going to the guest room."

"..."

He really is crazy.

Ayano got up, walked to the door of the room, turned around and looked at Cheng Yuan who was sitting blankly, wearing his pajamas, with a deep V and low collar, hanging loosely, looking at him so innocently and harmlessly.

"I'll turn off the light for you."

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When the light came back on, Ayano had already returned to the bed.

Cheng Yuan sank deep into the pillow, the pillow, quilt, bed sheet, the smell of Ayano lingered in every square inch, as if he was surrounded by more than a dozen Ayano, and this deity blocked his only escape, incarnated into a person who imprisoned him. The cage, forcing him to raise his head, let go of his breath together with him.

While distracted, Cheng Yuan was thinking, Ayano, who has always been calm and unhurried, turns out that there are times when kissing can be so impatient and lost.