Becoming the apex mole of the paranoid goddess

"Qian Sheng, smell it, is it the scent of gardenia?"

"Correct."

"Does it smell good?"

"It smells good."

"Like it?"

"Um!"

"Then you come closer."

"so?"

"Not enough~"

"But I've almost met you."

"You should sit up, untie my clothes, and smell it close."

"so?"

"You can get closer, like~"

***

"boom!"

"No~"

"Yeah~"

Accompanied by several sounds, Qian Sheng, who was wearing pajamas and had long hair, sat up abruptly, covering his forehead and frowning slightly.

At this moment, the sun was shining brightly, wantonly shining in through the window, declaring that today is still a good day.

Sitting half panting~ Breathing, Qian Sheng's eyelashes trembled a few times, slowly raised his head to look at the sunlight shining in from the window, and was silent for a few seconds, "Aw!" accompanied by a low cry, he buried his face in his arms , the earlobes that were faintly exposed by the long hair were flushed.

Who could have imagined that!

People who think they are fresh and seldom want to sleep, after finishing chatting, they toss and turn and cannot fall asleep. After finally falling asleep, they actually start dreaming directly. The skin-to-skin smell?

Rubbish Sun Lei, destroying people's innocence! !

With his head buried and blushing face, Qian Sheng maintained this posture for more than ten minutes, until the set alarm clock sounded, and then he patted his face vigorously, brushed his teeth, washed his teeth, had breakfast and went to work.

On the way to the company by bus, Qian Sheng took out his mobile phone, and the first thing he saw was Sun Lei's message:

Sun Lei: Good morning/picture.

In the slightly warm greeting, there was a sunny breakfast picture and a white wrist wearing light blue sleeves.

Qian Sheng leaned against the car window to cool off the heat, stared at the picture for a while, snorted softly, did not reply to the message, but quickly put away the phone.

***

Of the two articles selected yesterday, one was recommended to be signed, and Qian Sheng was required to contact the author to communicate, finalize the signing price and contract, and because of the good efficiency yesterday, the number of articles to read today became twenty.

These twenty articles are still in the same process as yesterday.

After spending an hour communicating with the author and signing the contract, Qian Sheng's daily life is to read manuscripts, reject manuscripts, read manuscripts, and write comments...

"Okay, that's it for today."

When the editor-in-chief smiled and patted his shoulder, Qian Sheng just realized that he was off work.

"Then editor-in-chief, I'm off work first."

"Ah."

After simply saying goodbye to the editor-in-chief and colleagues, Qian Sheng walked out of the office with a bag in his mouth and a smile. He realized belatedly that he hadn't even looked at his phone for a whole day.

She turned out to be letting Sun Lei hang out for a day!

With such thoughts in mind, Qian Sheng couldn't help slowing down, and took out his phone in a panic.

Sun Lei: Good morning/with pictures.

Latest news eight hours ago.

After that, Sun Lei never replied to the message.

Is it because she was angry at the last message, or?

With such thoughts, Qian Sheng was a little flustered.

Even if reason is reminding her, it is completely unnecessary.

But emotions are a little out of control.

Four years ago, Sun Lei was also like this. She was smiling and saying goodbye a moment ago, but she couldn't find anything unusual, and suddenly she couldn't find her at all the next day.

And will it be the same this time?

Because something happened suddenly, and you decided to fight alone in silence, so you suddenly disappeared without a sound?

"Da Da~"

"Da da da~"

The pace that had slowed down became faster again, until finally it started to run.

The door of the company opened automatically, and the warm sunset came along with the breeze, blowing the hair gently, and a cold and gentle voice sounded:

"Qian Sheng."

"Da~"

The rush of footsteps stopped suddenly, Qian Sheng stood in place, and looked over with utmost restraint.

Wearing a light blue shirt, gray slacks, with her hands in her pockets, and her long hair half-draped, Sun Lei is standing in yesterday's position with slightly curved eyes.