The paranoid milk dog is actually me

Xie Xingzhi never took the initiative to kiss anyone, and the previous few kisses were all under the control of Xie Anheng, often accompanied by other behaviors that the other party tried to divert his attention.

It was the first time that she responded to his kiss so intently.

The snow fell harder and harder, and the temperature dropped rapidly at night.

Worrying that he would feel cold, at the end of the kiss, Xie Anheng held both of his hands and slipped into his underwear.

It's nice and warm.

You can even feel the throbbing heartbeat under his chest.

In the end, Xie Anheng accompanied Xie Xingzhi to walk on this street full of memories for a while.

At the next bus stop, the two squeezed together on a public chair.

Xie Xingzhi walked a lot today, and the injured leg is still somewhat tired.

He relaxed and leaned on Xie Anheng, carefully looked up and down the bus stop sign: "The bus just now is the last bus."

Xie Anheng let out a "hmm", hugged him in his arms, and wiped off the snowflakes stuck to the top of his head, then took out his mobile phone from his pocket: "I have already sent a message to the driver, he will arrive in 10 minutes."

In the end, I still have to trouble my driver for a trip in heavy snow.

However, their full-time drivers are already on call 24 hours a day, paid well, and are used to such emergencies.

Sure enough, after waiting for less than 10 minutes, a shiny black car stopped in front of them.

The driver took the initiative to get out of the car and opened the door for them.

Xie Anheng helped Xie Xingzhi to sit in the back seat. The driver knew his habit of riding in a car, and was about to help him open the co-pilot's door. Looking back, Xie Anheng quickly followed Xie Xingzhi and got in.

The driver was taken aback for a moment, thinking that the boss was too tired to go any further, and silently returned to the driving seat.

The body was started, and the heating in the car was fully turned on. It was such a time, which made people drowsy.

Waiting for the gap between the traffic lights, the driver inadvertently glanced at the rearview mirror.

The interior of this luxury car is spacious, especially the rear seat, which is much more spacious than ordinary family cars, but the two people behind are huddled together, wishing to squeeze into a seat the size of one person.

Heating not hot enough?

The driver blinked, not caring that his back was sweating because of the heat, and silently raised the temperature by two degrees, and the wind speed was also increased by one gear.

But when he looked again, he saw sharply that the two bosses in the back row were head to head, holding hands, whispering to each other.

I don't know what was funny about it, the two of them were overjoyed together, and Xie Anheng even buried his face in his neck.

The driver paused as he was about to turn on the turn signal.

He only took a few more glances, and when he looked over again, Xie Anheng's icy gaze was reflected in the rearview mirror, from which he instinctively sensed a warning.

The driver's back stiffened, and he quickly moved his eyes away.

Immediately afterwards, the partition between the front and rear seats rose up, completely blocking the driver's sight.

Xie Xingzhi's neck was itchy from his fluffy hair, and he just pushed him up from his body.

Seeing this, he asked, "What's the matter? There's no sun at night, so why raise the baffle."

"It's nothing." Xie Anheng kissed the corner of his mouth again like a clingy person, "I just don't want others to see you."

Xie Xingzhi: "..."

He's been doing so well these past few days that he almost forgot that this is a vinegar jar that can turn everything into a vinegar.

The next day.

Xie's company's top-level president's office.

Xie Xingzhi propped his chin with one hand, wrote and drew on the paper in front of him, and completely revised the plan handed in by the previous team leader to his satisfaction.

After he finished writing the last stroke, the office door was knocked twice.

"Please come in." Xie Xingzhi didn't even need to guess who would be the person who came here at this time.

As expected, Xie Anheng came into view with a smiling face.

Xie Xingzhi saw what he was holding in his hand, and said helplessly, "It's so early in the morning, where did you go?"

"Not far." What Xie Anheng took was nothing but a few fresh plum blossoms.

It can be seen at a glance that it was bought at a flower shop, and there are fresh green leaves next to it, wrapped into a beautiful bouquet.

Xie Anheng tore off the plastic film underneath, and inserted the flowers into the empty bottle on the table: "There are decorations on the desks of the clerks downstairs, and our desks can't be empty."

"What's this like... um..." Xie Xingzhi hadn't even finished his voice when the person in front of him suddenly approached, pulled up his tie and kissed him lightly.

Since confirming the relationship last night, the smile in his eyes has not retreated, but Xie Xingzhi is also conniving.

But no matter how indulgent it is, it will not be in his office.

"What's the fuss..." Xie Xingzhi adjusted his tie again, "This is my office."

After speaking, he turned his head and glanced at the translucent floor-to-ceiling windows.

Although on such a high floor, it is impossible for anyone to be bored and see what they are doing in the office, but Xie Xingzhi still can't convince himself.

Xie Anheng was sure of his indulgence to him, so he came to rub his shoulders and beat his back after placing the flower branches: "Then let's go to the tea room next to it and close the curtain so that no one can see."

"..." Xie Xingzhi raised his eyes, and met the former's gloomy and expectant eyes.

Xie Anheng simply pushed the back of the chair and walked towards the door of the tea room: "Does your mouth still hurt?"

Xie Xingzhi frowned: "I know you still ask?"

When he opened the cage last night, Xie Anheng was like a wolf released after starving for decades. After returning home, he hugged him and gnawed on him for most of the night.

This directly caused Xie Xingxia's lip to be bitten by him without knowing the severity.

"I bought lip balm for you, and I chose the flavor you like." Xie Anheng seemed to be sure that he would ask such a question, and immediately took out the booty he just went out from his pocket like a treasure.

"I wanted to buy some anti-inflammatory medicine, but I applied it and felt that the smell was not very pleasant, so I threw it away."

Xie Xingzhi wasn't so particular about it, he didn't need to apply medicine for a small cut in his lip, last time he had a fever, and the one he bitten healed up within a few days.

But he still took the lipstick: "I won't kiss for a few days."

There was silence for a few seconds.

He thought that Xie Anheng was going to pretend to be pitiful and act like a baby to him again, but unexpectedly, this time he was very obedient.

"Okay." Xie Anheng opened the sliding door of the tea room with one hand, "I'll make you a cup of hot milk, you haven't eaten much this morning... I'll try to be lighter next time I kiss."

Thinking of his almost out-of-control and wild kissing method last night, Xie Xingzhi squeezed his legs while lowering his eyes and said, "I got up too early and didn't really want to eat, it has nothing to do with this matter."

"What's wrong with your leg?" Xie Anheng suddenly and keenly noticed his movements.

Xie Xingzhi hardly got up from his chair this morning until now.

He paused when he opened the electric kettle: "Is your leg hurting again?"

Xie Xingzhi did feel a vague discomfort in the injured leg.

During the few days in the hospital, the maximum amount of exercise was only the two meters of walking in the courtyard. At first glance, he was standing, kissing and walking, which was far beyond his capacity.

"It hurts a little." Xie Xingzhi pinched it himself, "It's nothing serious, just rest."

Before the voice finished speaking, the person in front of him had already put down the electric kettle and squatted down in front of him.

"Here?" Xie Anheng tried to pinch his leg bones lightly, "If I touch your wound, tell me."

I wear it a lot in winter, and through the trousers, I can barely feel such a light weight.

Xie Xingzhi bent down and rolled up his pants so that he could see the more severely injured places on his legs: "I'm recovering soon, I'm not as fragile as you think."

Xie Anheng was noncommittal, pulled another chair behind him and sat down, put Xie Xingzhi's legs on his knees, and gently took off his shoes and socks.

"What are you doing taking off your shoes?" Xie Xingzhi blinked.

Xie Anheng didn't answer, but put his palms on the soles of his feet, straightened his whole leg up, and then slowly bent it down.

"Hiss..." The joints were driven by his movements, and there was a dense soreness.

"It hurts?" Xie Anheng stopped quickly.

Xie Xingzhi shook his head: "It doesn't hurt, don't worry about me."

When I was discharged from the hospital, the doctor told me that the injured leg should move more to prevent the joints from sticking.

This kind of pain is still within the tolerable limit, and with the pain, it is more comfortable to move the leg bone muscles.

"Hmm..." Xie Xingzhi couldn't help frowning, and clenched the armrest beside the chair.

The whole office was very quiet, apart from the movement of the electric kettle, it was even more obvious that Xie Xingzhi gasped and suppressed his voice.

Xie Xingzhi felt Xie Anheng's hand that was pressing on his joints move, and put it on his calf again.

The semi-rough palm lines made him want to shrink subconsciously.

Xie Anheng had just held the flower branch in the cold wind, but the palm was still very hot, hotter than the skin on Xie Xingzhi's leg.

The massage movements were very professional, Xie Anheng lowered his head and was very serious.But for some reason, the piece of skin passed by his finger seemed to be on fire.

All of a sudden, the soles of the feet itch, and Xie Anheng's nails lightly brushed across them.

Xie Xingzhi was shocked: "You..."

The latter remained focused, as if on purpose.

But once there is a second time, as long as he lifts his legs, Xie Anheng will scratch his skin, either the legs or the soles of the feet which are the most ticklish.

Xie Xingzhi's spine was numb, so he couldn't say anything.

Until the palm passed the knee socket, he pinched his thigh upwards, Xie Xingzhi suddenly stretched out his hand to hold him down: "It's ok."

"Are you more comfortable?" Xie Anheng still hadn't let go of his hand.

He felt his legs and ankles warming up slowly.

Xie Xingzhi tried to withdraw his leg, but he didn't.

He reacted at this time: "Did you deliberately..."

But it was already too late, he raised his head and bumped into Xie Anheng's smiling eyes.

The latter leaned down and rubbed the tip of his nose tentatively: "The legs are so long."

"...Release." Xie Xingzhi closed his eyes forcefully, he shouldn't have believed that Xie Anheng would only massage him.

"Not good." I didn't listen to him this time.

The slender fingers made Xie Xingzhi's abdomen shrink, and he pinched the edge of the coffee table even harder.

"Brother Xingzhi!" Someone suddenly said at the door of the office.

Xie Xingzhi suddenly opened his eyelids: "You didn't lock the door when you came in?"

"I..." Xie Anheng also frowned, "Impossible, I clearly..."

In just a few words, the sound of Zhao Hongjun's footsteps has changed from far to near.

"Huh, what about people?"

"How about you thank the boss? Are you not in the office?"

The bodyguard at the door said truthfully: "Yes, President Xie also came just now, and both of them are here."

"That's weird... Oh!" Zhao Hongjun made a voice of sudden realization, and reached out to support the doorknob of the tea room, "Brother Xie..."

There were several chaotic sounds in the tea room, before Zhao Hongjun could react, the sliding door suddenly opened.

"Oh, I said you must be here." Finally found someone, Zhao Hongjun said happily, "Hey, what are you doing?"

The small cubicle looked as if it had just experienced a chaotic battle, one of Xie Xingzhi's trouser legs was still rolled up halfway, and his socks and shoes were all taken off.

Zhao Hongjun looked from bottom to top. The person he was talking to, Xie Xingzhi, seemed to be flustered, and hurriedly put down his trouser legs.

"His leg hurts, so I'll help him massage and relax." Before he could see clearly, Xie Anheng had already stood up and stood in front of him.

"Oh, is your leg okay?" Although Zhao Hongjun felt that the atmosphere in the room was a bit subtle, he didn't think about it elsewhere, "Didn't it be fine yesterday? Should I call the special nurse to check?"

If he didn't mention Xie Xingzhi, he almost forgot that there was a special guard on call outside the office.

But he believed Xie Anheng's words and asked this unprofessional and malicious person to rub his legs.

"No, it's nothing serious, I walked a lot yesterday." Xie Anheng leaned on the door frame, "Uncle Zhao, sit outside first, we'll pack it up and come out right away."

"Okay, okay, usually I want to sit outside, but you all led me to the tea room, so I came here directly, haha." Zhao Hongjun sat down on Xie Anheng's chair self-consciously.

In the small room, Xie Xingzhi put on his shoes and socks, and said angrily, "You go out first."

"...I really checked when I came in, and the door was definitely locked." Xie Anheng said innocently.

"Then you still have reason?" Xie Xingzhi was even more angry when he heard him say this, "Come to the office well, why do you lock the door when you enter?"

Xie Anheng suddenly called himself: "..."

"Get out, you are making trouble here." Xie Xingzhi stood up and turned off the electric kettle.

Xie Anheng could only pitifully return the office to Xie Xingzhi, and let him talk about business with Zhao Hongjun, but when he left, he didn't have much intention of reflecting on it.

Sitting back at the desk again, Xie Xingzhi saw Zhao Hongjun narrowing his eyes and looking at Xie Anheng's leaving back with joy.

He coughed softly: "Uncle Zhao came so early, is it because the Xu family's affairs have come to an end?"

"Yes, there is a result." Zhao Hongjun turned his attention back, Xie Xingzhi did not expect him to suddenly say: "Is An Heng's little nephew falling in love?"

"Why do you ask that?" No matter how indifferent he was just now, Xie Xingzhi couldn't hold back at this moment.

It was still early, and Zhao Hongjun was not in a hurry to talk about business. For him, as an elder, it seemed more important to care about Xie Anheng who he had watched grow up.

"Obviously, the young man's aura is different when he just went out, he walks with the wind." He laughed, "I'm an experienced person, I don't think it's just a relationship, it's probably just a confession, it's a passionate love Expect."

After finishing speaking, he clapped his hands and sighed: "Oh, it's just a pity, I have a friend's daughter who happens to be about the same age as him, and I originally planned to introduce them to each other, such an outstanding young man, I don't know whose family I fell in love with little girl."

"..." Xie Xingzhi forced a smile, and while he was not paying attention, he quietly moved the flower branch with the love card on the table to an inconspicuous position, "Uncle Zhao, let's talk about the Xu family."

"Oh, okay, look at me, when I get older, I'm just like my wife. I always like to be happy with young people, and I'm very interested in these young people's love affairs."

Zhao Hongjun finally changed the subject.

"The news I brought this time is not limited to Xu's family, and the whereabouts of the USB drive has probably been figured out."

Xie Xingzhi's expression froze.