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"I'm in a meeting, who asked you to send those messages?"

Looking at the curtain, Fang Shaoyang smiled clearly, and lowered his head to touch his nose: "It can't be my fault, my eyes can't see through walls, and I didn't say anything excessive."

It's a bed and pajamas, isn't that too much?

Seeing that he was wearing his own white T-shirt, not only did he not admit his mistake, but he was plausible, He Qiao said in a calm tone: "You grew up outside, so I don't blame you for not understanding these things. But you have to know that the company is not a place to play. Tired like this I ran up to sleep lazily, knowing that I was in a meeting and still sending messages and chatting, what does it look like for people to see?"

I don't know which sentence stabbed Fang Shaoyang, his face immediately collapsed, and he asked something in a cold voice.He Qiao didn't hear clearly: "Huh?"

"Do you feel ashamed?"

"It has nothing to do with this, whether it is public or private, in the company—"

"Got it." He interrupted abruptly, "Then I'll go downstairs to work, Mr. He."

After speaking, he turned around and left, as if he had no nostalgia.

When the door was closed, He Qiao was slightly taken aback, looking at the door in a silent trance.After a while, Zhou Peiyuan returned, and the first thing he said when he entered the door was, "Why did Shao Yang leave in a huff?"

Yeah, why.

The downstairs store was bustling with activity, and the upstairs office gradually fell silent after the meeting, until night fell.

After eating the takeaway, Xue Ting yawned, lying on the table and sighing: "Tonight seems to be late again, these days are really hard to live, the hourly salary is even lower than that of a part-time job in a fast food restaurant .”

Xiaoyu stood next to her, curling her lips in boredom: "Isn't it because I have to wait for the person downstairs to get off work together."

He Qiao, who was about to pour coffee, heard their conversation, and stood quietly behind the door for a while before saying: "Siting, Xiaoyu, you go back first."

The two little girls immediately knew they had made a slip of the tongue: "It's okay, Mr. He, we'll leave after you get off work."

"No need." He turned to pick up his clothes, "I'll go too, tell Peiyuan to go downstairs and drive."

When they got downstairs, Zhou Peiyuan opened the door while stretching his neck to look behind him.

"Don't wait for Shao Yang?"

He Qiao sat in and untied his tie: "Don't wait, let's go back."

Overcast tonight, with a faint muddy smell in the air before the rain.Zhou Peiyuan was worried, and turned his head with the steering wheel: "Otherwise, I'd better call Shao Yang, it's going to rain today, and I don't know if he has an umbrella or not."

He Qiao acquiesced.

"It's strange, no one answered his phone." Zhou Peiyuan thought for a while, and then called the store manager, "Hey Lao Qin, is Shao Yang greeting customers...Huh? Gone? When did you leave...No It's comfortable, I didn't listen to him."

As soon as he raised his eyes, Zhou Peiyuan caught a concerned look in the rearview mirror, and He Qiao immediately looked away.

"I saw him in the afternoon and he was fine. I think it's a heart attack." Zhou Peiyuan asked, "Did you mention him about the screen projection?"

He Qiao was just silent.

"Forget it, I don't bother to care about you." Zhou Peiyuan gave up with a headache, "Shao Yang is a bit clingy, but that's because he likes you and worships you, so don't be too resistant."

Like, worship.

He Qiao felt unfamiliar with these words, Fang Shaoyang had never said these words before.He is just good and bad, close and far away, seems to like you and worship you, but when you want to hold on to him, you find that you can't hold on to him at all.

Young and unpredictable, he doesn't know where his heart is.

Back at Fang's house, a few young male servants were learning to ride bicycles downstairs. Butler Liu pulled a hose to water the grass in the garden, smiled and greeted He Qiao: "Xiao He came back too early today."

He Qiao nodded slightly, stopped and looked upstairs.

The room was lit.

"Shao Yang is upstairs?"

"Yes, in the chairman's room." Liu Butler said, "I don't know who provoked him. After he came back, he didn't eat or talk. Even the chairman can see that something is wrong."

After going upstairs, He Qiao saw the pajamas Fang Shaoyang was wearing on the balcony.He actually washed it, laid it flat on the rack, and the floor tiles below had shallow water stains.

Just standing there, a sentence popped up from behind: "You think I'm not washing well?"

He Qiao froze for a moment, then turned around to see Fang Shaoyang with his hands in his trouser pockets, looking at him coldly, not as close as before.He Qiao's heart ached for no reason, and he asked in a low voice, "Why don't you use a dryer?"

"It's just a piece of clothing, what kind of dryer do you use." He threw something on the table and it slammed.

It's a car key.

He Qiao asked, "Where did it come from?"

"I borrowed it from my father. I won't take your car in the future, lest you say that I don't distinguish between business and private."

"That's not what I meant." He Qiao's vocal cords tightened.

There was a basketball parked at the corner of the table, Fang Shaoyang raised his leg and kicked: "Then what do you mean?"

The room fell silent.

After a while, He Qiao passed him, went downstairs to the kitchen to heat up two dishes and one soup, and then brought it upstairs on a tray himself, without letting anyone else handle it halfway.

"Come over for dinner."

Some cooked sesame seeds were specially sprinkled on the rice, and a few drops of sesame oil were added to the seafood soup, both of which are Shao Yang's favorites.When He Qiao was doing these things, he didn't think much about it, he just did it casually, just like he was familiar with Shao Yang, and he was familiar with Shao Yang's taste.

He put the dishes on the table, turned around and looked at Shao Yang: "Do you need me to beg you?"

The voice has cooled down.

Fang Shaoyang froze for a while, and finally sat down.He ate without saying a word, and took the plate down by himself after eating, without bothering He Qiao any more.

This was the first time he showed his temper in front of He Qiao, and it was almost unreasonable.He Qiao vaguely understood why, but he was still unwilling to talk openly and honestly. He just used his own way to show his favor, and hoped that everything would return to normal tomorrow.

At night Fang Shaoyang took the initiative to sleep on the ground, turned off the lights and turned to face out the window.Closing his eyes, He Qiao let out a sigh of relief, his heart was in a mess and uncomfortable.

Sleeping until midnight, the wind outside suddenly picked up, whistling against the floor-to-ceiling windows.

In the haze, He Qiao heard someone crawling out of the bed, and heard the sound of the French windows being pushed open, and a gust of cold wind blowing into the room directly woke him up.

"What's wrong?" He turned on the lamp.

The tall figure returned to the house from the balcony, and Fang Shaoyang put on his shoes and was about to go out: "Go to sleep, I have something to do downstairs, I'll be right back."

He Qiao sat up: "What are you doing?"

"It's nothing." The door was closed tightly, and the footsteps went farther and farther, until Fang Shaoyang was heard going downstairs.

He Qiao was silent for a moment, then quickly put on a thin shirt and got up, his hair was blown messy as soon as he walked to the balcony.Looking down while leaning on the railing, Fang Shaoyang walked quickly against the wind to a silk tree under the dim path lights in the garden, and turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone to shine on it.

Following the ray of light, the eyes of the two fell on the clothes hanging on the top of the tree at the same time.Then Fang Shaoyang put the phone on the ground and grabbed the nearest branch with both hands.

In an instant, panic flashed in He Qiao's eyes, and he hurried downstairs. Fang Shaoyang's upper body had already got into the branches and leaves, and his whole body was two or three meters above the ground.

"Shao Yang!" His heartbeat almost missed, and he didn't dare to make too much noise because of the other people in the family, so he could only turn pale with anxiety below, "Come down soon, it's dangerous."

Fang Shaoyang turned his head, glanced at him through the gap between the trees, and continued to climb up as if he didn't hear him.

"Shao Yang, you are obedient!" He Qiao raised his head from below, trying to identify his position with his eyes, "It's not a joke to fall down, I don't want any clothes, and I don't want any clothes if you pick them up, come down quickly."

"Am I so nervous?"

Fang Shaoyang grabbed the branch and shook it, deliberately pretending to be unsteady on his feet, while He Qiao breathed out from below.He Qiao seemed to have heard Shao Yang's chuckle, and suspected that it was a hallucination caused by being too nervous.

Flying a kite in the dark, the kite flies blindly following the string, and the person holding the string only finds it interesting.

After picking up the clothes in twos and twos, Fang Shaoyang climbed down a few steps, and stopped suddenly when he was one meter above the ground: "Brother Qiao, my legs are weak and I can't crawl, how about you catch me when I jump down? "

"Don't mess around." He Qiao's heart tightened, "You'll get hurt."

"No." Fang Shaoyang's voice was full of temptation and temptation, "unless you avoid it."

In such a situation that would obviously hurt both sides, He Qiao turned his back after a brief hesitation: "If you don't come down again, I'll leave."

Fang Shaoyang smiled again, and this time he showed mercy so that He Qiao could hear him.

As soon as the laughter stopped, the sound of landing rang in my ears.Fang Shaoyang hugged He Qiao's waist tightly through the layer of thin shirt that was temporarily put on, and his body was so tense that it became stiff before it relaxed.

"It was just a joke just now." Fang Shaoyang curled his lips, "I didn't expect you to really refuse to catch me, you are really ruthless."

The kite is finally willing to reel up.

After returning to the room, He Qiao lay down and did not make a sound. Fang Shaoyang washed his hands and changed into clean clothes, and got into his bed without consent.

"You go down."

"It's cold on the ground. I froze to death just now." Fang Shaoyang shuddered pretendingly, and shrank his body to He Qiao's side, his waist and hips also sticking to him. The temperature was clearly higher than He Qiao's.

He Qiao turned his back to the side, afraid that he would continue to approach.

"Change your position. I'm uncomfortable holding you like this." He raised He Qiao's head and let He Qiao sleep on his right arm.

"Is it okay if you don't hug?"

"No, I have something to ask you." Shao Yang pretended to be false, "So I have to please you."

He Qiao condensed his voice: "What's the matter?"

"My father said that I will be assessed next month. If my performance is remarkable, I can officially enter the honorary letter in July."

"I can't help you with this kind of thing."

"You can, because you are my boss." Fang Shaoyang smiled, "He knows that I am in Heming now, and he also knows that you are teaching me how to do business, so let me learn from you. So in the next month, Pai How about some difficult work for me? As long as I have some decent grades, I can return to Rongxin to be a grassroots worker."

He used the word "back".

He Qiao hesitated for a moment: "It's the same as working at the grassroots level, it's the same everywhere."

"How can this be the same?" Fang Shaoyang's voice was clear and clear, without any sleepiness, "It's useless for me to do a good job at Heming, because your company is not mine. The return letter is different, even if I work at the grassroots level, and the employees I come into contact with are also Rongxin employees, and they will all be my subordinates in the future. The sooner I establish contact with them, the sooner they recognize my ability, the sooner I can—”

Having said that, he probably realized that it was too much, and suddenly stopped talking.

He Qiao asked lightly: "What is it one day earlier?"

After a moment of silence, Fang Shaoyang got closer to him, resting his forehead on his back and listening to his heartbeat quietly: "I can take my mother over one day earlier. You and my mother are the people I care about most now. If It’s good to live together.”

In the quiet room, the sound of clothes being rubbed was very clear, and Fang Shaoyang's warm breath penetrated his pajamas to his skin.

He Qiao closed his eyes tightly, feeling the ice in his body and heart melting at the same time.Before this burst of thoughts passed, Fang Shaoyang put his left arm around his waist again, playing with the drawstring on the front of his pajama pants with his fingers consciously or unconsciously.

"Don't talk about work anymore, can I ask you a personal question, you don't have to answer if you don't want to answer."

"It's late, go to sleep." He Qiao was not in the mood to chat.As soon as he took his left hand away, he came back and continued to play with the rope, "Just one question, I will sleep after asking."

"Then ask quickly."

The chin on the back is pressed against the spine, and the lower hand slowly pulls one of the ropes outward.Fang Shaoyang was silent for a while, then leaned into his ear and asked in a low voice: "Why is there no hair on your bottom, is it natural? I haven't seen you shaved much, it should be natural."

He Qiao's whole body tensed up: "Shut up."

"Living together every day, if it is really shaved, there must be some clues." The knot of the drawstring was loosened, "It's a little curious."

He seemed to be just talking, and didn't really do anything.However, He Qiao entered a state of alert, turned around and pushed the person out: "Stay away from me, go down if you don't sleep."

As soon as he turned his body around like this, he was suddenly touched by a hand below him.Pajama bottoms are too thin to hide any secrets.

"Brother Qiao, are you—"

The next second his mouth was covered.

He Qiao lowered his eyes hoarsely: "If you say one more word, I will divorce you."

After speaking, he turned his back, covered the quilt and closed his eyes tightly.

I don't know if it's been a long time since I've done it, but it's just that when I lie closer to someone, his body changes, and it's half soft but not hard between his legs.On the one hand, He Qiao felt embarrassed, and on the other hand, he also felt that he couldn't face himself, and his heart was very confused.

Fortunately, Fang Shaoyang seemed to be planning to let him go.

He Qiao breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the people behind him slowly lying down.The quilt was gently pulled up, and he covered a part of his shoulder that was inadvertently exposed.Just as he was about to calm down quietly, he heard Fang Shaoyang's voice from a distance away, not knowing where to ask: "What do you think I was going to ask just now?"

He Qiao froze suddenly.

Fang Shaoyang lay dormant for a moment, then smiled lazily: "I just want to ask if you don't hate me."

Shao Yang, who has always wanted to start a career, will finally start a career again in the next chapter