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Everyone's voices gradually faded away, and the last person to stand up was Mr. Chen.He is about 45 years old, wearing a suit and a black woolen coat on his arm. When he walked over, he had an inscrutable and polite smile on his face, and he offered his hand: "I was too busy a while ago, and I haven't been able to I’m really sorry to have a chat with Manager Zheng in person. But today I was able to have dinner together, and I found that Manager Zheng is very stable despite his young age, and he is worthy of the golden sign of Mizuki Design.”

Zheng Yuming didn't know who he was until now, although he was a little puzzled, he still held his hand and said politely, "You're welcome."

"Let's have dinner together some other day." Director Chen smiled, "Let's take my leave today, and Manager Zheng has a good rest. This Deputy Director Liu... Since we are friends with Manager Zheng, please take care of me."

Although Liu Qijun didn't know his identity, he could tell from the expressions of the few people around him just now that this person was not simple, so he nodded and politely replied: "I will, Mr. Chen, please go slowly. .”

Chen Dong nodded, turned and left.

Liu Qijun waited for the room to be empty, and immediately supported Zheng Yuming to sit down on the chair, and he also pulled out a chair and sat opposite him: "Can you make it through? Why don't you go back tonight? I'll open a room upstairs. Rest here for the night."

"No, I have to go to your house tomorrow. The things I bought for your parents are still at home..." Zheng Yuming twisted his temples, buried his head on the table, and said in a low voice, "Go home and have a good sleep , don’t be in a hurry to get up tomorrow morning.”

"What are you afraid of? Just go back before noon." Liu Qijun was still worried, "I'm afraid you will feel uncomfortable on the road."

Zheng Yuming shook his head: "Probably not anymore, I just vomited once."

The two were still discussing, and Secretary Zhang had already returned. The strong and fierce female secretary also had a tired face, and the blush on her face was very clear. Presumably, she drank a lot of wine.She leaned against the door and reported in a hoarse voice: "Manager Zheng, all the people have been sent away. The arrangements have been made and they will be sent safely. I let the other two go back first. They are tired enough and the bill has been settled. "

Liu Qijun saw that Zheng Yuming had no strength, so he helped to answer: "Miss Zhang, are you tired too? Since there is nothing else to do here, it's better to go back early to rest, and I will take you back."

Secretary Zhang glanced at Zheng Yuming, smiled and shook his head: "Forget it, you can take our manager home safely, and I will take a taxi back by myself."

"How can this work, you are a girl, it is not safe to take a taxi late at night." Liu Qijun insisted.

Zheng Yuming also nodded: "Well, I'll take you back."

Secretary Zhang couldn't hold back them, so he had to agree.

Liu Qijun sent Secretary Zhang home first, and bought a bottle of honey and a box of milk when he passed a 24-hour convenience store on the way.Zheng Yuming was drowsy in the passenger seat all the time, feeling uncomfortably hot all over. He took off his coat and put it aside, undid his tie, and unbuttoned his shirt three times.As soon as Liu Qijun returned to the driver's seat after shopping, he saw the face of the person next to him flushed with drunkenness, his clothes messed up on the seat, his cheeks flushed and his eyes moist, which was indescribably alluring.

He swallowed, turned his gaze back, and concentrated on driving.

When he got downstairs, he carried people up, and then went downstairs to lift up the things he bought. After a lot of tossing, he broke out in sweat.

He still remembered the last time Zheng Yuming didn't clean up his bad face the next day after drinking, this time he didn't dare to throw him on the bed casually, so he went to make a cup of honey water for him to drink, and after he rested for a while, put Man dragged into the bathroom to take a shower.

Zheng Yuming's wine taste has always been good, he doesn't talk nonsense or play tricks, he just let him move softly.

Liu Qijun took the opportunity to touch his hand up and down, and he obediently let him play with it, but he was too lazy to move. Liu Qijun asked him to raise his hand, but he just relied on Liu Qijun and refused to move.

Liu Qijun had no choice but to hug him into the bathtub.

Speaking of which, he wanted to say it a long time ago. Even the bathroom in Zheng Yuming's house is very delicately designed. The shower and the bathtub are separated. The washing things are next to the bathtub, and there is a non-slip blanket on the floor. This is convenient for him to move. In such a naked state, how many times must one fall down?

Helping people take a bath is really a technical job. When Liu Qijun saw the drunk Zheng Yuming for the second time, his heart fluctuated.

The last time I was all focused on the decoration of Zheng Yuming's home, I didn't have so many desires when I was bathing someone, the process was much smoother, this time the two of them have done what they should do, it is not easy to maintain a normal mind.As he was washing and washing, his hands started to behave irregularly, and he leaned over and whispered, "Yu Ming, are you comfortable?"

Zheng Yuming hummed softly, rubbed his head slightly in front of him, half-closed his eyes and did not speak.

Liu Qijun took the man into his arms, leaned against the bathtub wall, put Zheng Yuming in front of him, stroked his waist and abdomen with both hands under the water, kissed the back of his ear with his mouth, and turned the man's head around, kissing tightly It came unexpectedly.

"Well——" Zheng Yuming raised his head and raised his chin, catering to his kiss, holding the bathtub wall with both hands, and rubbing against his chest.

The breathing of the two became heavier and heavier, and the bodies of the two were blurred by the steaming water vapor. Liu Qijun couldn't control his clamoring body, and pressed his lips against his lips and asked over and over again: "Yu Ming, is it possible? Huh?"

Zheng Yuming couldn't understand what he said, shook his head indiscriminately, completely indulged in his gentle methods, panted heavily with his mouth open, his lips were moist and shiny, his whole body was hot, and he twisted his body impatiently against him, eager to find a way to vent exit.

Liu Qijun smiled deeply, and when he heard it, he felt even more dizzy. He frowned slightly and complained: "It's hard..."

Liu Qijun reached out and pressed the faucet, put half of the water down, hugged the man who was about to be hypoxic and sat astride himself, raised his head and kissed his chin: "It won't be uncomfortable soon..."

Zheng Yuming accepted his enthusiasm passively, responded to his movements completely by intuition, and sank into the endless sea of ​​desire.

The next day, Zheng Yuming slept until 10:[-] a.m., lying on the bed feeling refreshed, but the pain in his body was still real.He stroked his forehead and opened his eyes, vaguely recalling the absurd things that happened in the bathroom and bed last night, and couldn't help but resent Liu Qijun for taking advantage of others, but after thinking about it, he seemed to enjoy it, and felt that the scolding couldn't be said.

As she became more and more conscious, what happened last night became clearer in her mind.

That shameless Liu Qijun bullied him to get drunk, tricked him into making many shameful gestures, and coaxed him to say I love you a few times.

Zheng Yuming's face turned red and then white, and he couldn't believe that he was "bullied" by that guy, but when he thought that he was so obedient to his heart, he was angry at himself for being confused.

Naturally, there was no trace of the other person on the bed. He lifted his pajamas and took a look. Fortunately, this guy knew the severity and didn't leave many traces.

He got out of bed, walked around, and sure enough, he saw Liu Qijun sitting on the sofa in the living room with his laptop open in front of him, chatting with people on QQ with a document open, and neatly placed on the porch was the gifts that he would give to Liu's parents today. The gift, the house is tidy and tidy, I don't know if it is his handwriting or the housekeeper's.

"What are you doing?"

Liu Qijun turned around immediately when he heard his voice: "Are you awake? Why don't you sleep for a while?"

Zheng Yuming looked at him from a few steps away: "I'm not going to your house later, why didn't you call me?"

"It's okay, I called my parents and said, I'll be there later." Liu Qijun said, "Go and wash your face first, and I'll make you hot breakfast."

"What's for breakfast at this time, don't need to heat it up." Zheng Yuming paused, hesitated to speak, and finally turned his head and went to the bathroom to wash up.

Liu Qijun vaguely knew what he wanted to say, touched his nose guiltyly, chatted a few more words, turned off the computer, and went to the kitchen to warm milk for him.

After tidying up, he found that Zheng Yuming was not in the bathroom, so he went to the bedroom, and he saw Zheng Yuming changing clothes.

Seeing that he had picked out a casual shirt, Liu Qijun quickly walked over and stopped him: "You don't need to dress so formally for dinner at home."

The memory of last night still remained in his body, Zheng Yuming subconsciously trembled all over for a moment, turned his head to look at him, opened his eyes and didn't know what to say.

Liu Qijun also realized something, blinked, lowered his voice, and said carefully: "It's... very uncomfortable? I was obviously very careful last night..."

Zheng Yuming's face froze, and he said angrily, "No! You...you beast! I was still drunk yesterday!"

Liu Qijun saw that he was not really angry, so he leaned over and hugged him from behind, squinting his eyes and smiling: "I didn't think about it at first...but I couldn't hold back when I was giving you a bath...you don't even know you How tempting..."

His voice was low and deep, touching Zheng Yuming's ear provocatively and seductively, the person in his arms blushed and was hot all over, pushed him away, and said with a embarrassed face: "I'll change clothes, you go out."

"I've seen it all, why avoid suspicion..." Liu Qijun took two steps back and raised his hand, "I promise to behave, really, you change yours."

Zheng Yuming glared at him, put the shirt back, and picked out the clothes again.

In the end, he picked out a black and white smudged sweater, black trousers, a short black down jacket, and replaced his glasses with black-framed glasses at home, and went out dressed in a homely way.Liu Qijun also took a similar set of dark blue clothes, and the two of them looked like a couple when they stood together.

Zheng Yuming saw his careful thinking, was speechless for a while, drank the milk anyway, and went downstairs first with the gift.

Liu Qijun put away the computer, locked the door and followed closely.

Zheng Yuming suddenly remembered that he was chatting on the sofa just now, so he asked him, "What are you doing with the computer?"

"Oh, Fu Yunsheng asked me something about work, so I took out your computer and borrowed it to pick up some files." Liu Qijun promised solemnly, "I didn't touch anything in your computer, really. of."

Zheng Yuming sneered: "There is nothing in me that I cannot see."

"Aren't I afraid that you will say that I have violated your privacy?"

Zheng Yuming muttered in a low voice: "Say it as if you didn't violate it."

Liu Qijun was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't realize what he was talking about, what violated him?

It was only when the elevator reached the end that he suddenly realized that what Zheng Yuming seemed to be saying just now was... He gave a chuckle and chased after him: "Yu Ming, were you making a dirty joke just now?"

Zheng Yuming pouted him with a smile, but didn't admit it.

Liu Qijun laughed loudly and couldn't straighten up.

Zheng Yuming showed embarrassment on his face, scolded him, and told him to drive, and sat in the back angrily.

Liu Qijun held back his smile and drove obediently.

He figured it out, Zheng Yuming was humorous sometimes, and he was quite boring.