General Manager, can we stop?

I think Gongsun Jin did it on purpose. Before getting into the car, his ambiguous gaze made everyone around him angry, and added fuel to the fire: "Today is Archie's big day. Is there really someone here?" There are joys and sorrows."

With a "bang", the car door closed, and the car rushed out and drove a long way. I can still see Gongsun Jin squinting his eyes and waving at us with a smile from the rearview mirror...

The little guy in the back seat was drowsy, but He, who was driving the car, seemed to have taken explosives. He was very angry, and the car was not driving so smoothly.I was a little worried, "Then... what, don't listen to Ajin's nonsense." Who is sad?

Although... there was a little loss, but it was not that kind of emotional sadness.

However, He refused to even glance at me, nor did he make a sound.When I got home, I helped the little guy take a bath. The little guy was already unconscious, and he was sleeping soundly when he was put on the bed. I had the urge not to go back to the room.

After dawdling back to the dormitory, he found that Mr. He had already taken a shower, lying on the bed abnormally quietly, holding a rare book in his hand.I hesitated for a while, and finally picked up my pajamas and went into the bathroom to take a shower. When I came out, the man lying on the bed was still in the previous posture, motionless, as if he had been in the quiet state since just now, like a wooden sculpture .After wiping his hair with a dry towel for a while, he glanced at the bed from the corner of his eye, but the man was still motionless...

"..." I didn't know how to figure out his thoughts anymore, I hung the moistened towel on the back of a chair beside me, I walked over, stood in front of the bed, took out the book in He Jinpeng's hand, he looked up I.

"You... If you are angry, tell me." If you don't tell me, how can I guess?

Taking back the book I had taken away, He Jinpeng bowed his head again with a bookish aura, as if he wanted to bury his whole body in the book with his own beauty, and a faint voice floated with the charm of the book, "I I'm not mad at you." The voice was cold and steady.

If you are not angry with me, then you are still angry. Who is that angry?

Scratching my head, I circled around, and I lay down on the other side of the bed. The bed was very spacious, so when I was lying next to me, there seemed to be a thousand distances between me, and on the other side of the distance, there was no It means to lean over.

I closed my eyelashes and pulled the quilt. I don't know what I did wrong to make him unhappy. Before he came back, he was still... anxious, lustful, and the desire in his eyes was frank and bold, but now...

The quilt covered my neck, my chin rested on the quilt, and I almost bit the quilt. I was thinking about some unimportant things, and soon I became more sleepy. I have no memory of when I fell asleep. In his arms, he heard a series of grunts, but couldn't make out what he was muttering.

From the second day on, He Jinpeng started to be busy again, so busy that he didn't even have time to go home together.The little guy was almost brought by me, and we felt alone during dinner. The little guy didn't dare to interfere or ask why the adults are always so busy, and he didn't even have time to have dinner with him.He would only look at me with those big wet eyes with great aggrievedness, as if to say: He misses Dad.

Thinking that I can't even talk these days, I really feel bad.Today, I took my little guy and went to the supermarket to buy a lot of things, carrying them left and right, just to make a nourishing soup.After the little guy fell asleep, I looked at the big clock on the wall. It was already past ten o'clock, and He Jinpeng hadn't come back yet, and there was no call or message.

Sitting on the sofa in the living room, I began to wonder if that man was still angry with me, or was he really busy.Without getting a clear answer, the doorknob rang, and when he turned around, he saw someone in a somewhat disheveled suit came back, walking a bit wobbly.

"Drinking?" I walked over to help, and He Jinpeng lowered his head slightly, and raised his head in response, looking at me with somewhat blurred eyes, and his sexy lips moved, "It turns out...it's you." The voice It's all a bit cloudy, it seems that I drank a lot.

"Who else but me?" Helping the person to sit on the big sofa, I asked back and poured water. When I came back, He Jinpeng leaned his head on the sofa and closed his eyes, muttering: "...Yes, except You... who else..."

Blinking, I sat next to him and brought the water to his mouth, "Drink some water first." I fed him the whole glass of water in my posture, and before the water glass came down, I was hugged It was firm, and the hand and the cup were empty, unable to hook and holding it, and a little unstable.

"...What's wrong?" I asked with concern, could it be that I was feeling uncomfortable? "I made soup, how about you drink some to pad your stomach?"

"..." Mr. He hugged me harder, rested his chin on my shoulder but didn't say a word, he could still smell the strong alcohol smell from a little distance away, thinking that he probably felt uncomfortable after drinking, so he stretched out his hand and lightened it. Gently patted him on the back, "Tell me if you feel uncomfortable, although you can't drink hangover tea right away, you can drink more sugar water... um, do you want to drink?"

Feel the jaw move on the shoulder and I assume he's shaking his head.

Well, he was already so uncomfortable that he would feel like throwing up, otherwise why didn't he speak up. "Why don't I sing for you? It won't be so uncomfortable if you can distract yourself." I said, I have exhausted all the prescriptions I can think of, and anyone who drinks too much will feel uncomfortable, and I can't help but feel sorry for this man. .

"...Mmm." He Jinpeng finally squeezed out a sound, he did not loosen his grip on me, and his jaw sank.

Turning my eyes around a few times, I found a song with a slow and gentle melody, not so much singing, but actually humming there, I couldn't find out if it was out of tune, but fortunately, people who listened didn't have any opinions... Well, he couldn't help but fell asleep with his pillow on my shoulder after a while.

He Jinpeng fell asleep very quietly, unlike ordinary men who snore.Except for the heaving and rising of his chest, and the slight frown between his brows, which showed that he was still a little uncomfortable, everything was calm and normal.

Given his size and weight, I couldn't carry him into the bedroom, so I had to help him lie down on the sofa, give him a pillow, and be careful except that his coat was thrown aside, although he was wearing trousers and a shirt. Sleeping was very uncomfortable, but if I take it off now, it will probably wake him up... After thinking twice, I didn't do that, but picked up those slender and straight legs and put them on the sofa, and took off my socks.

I went to the bathroom to fill a pot of hot water and brought it back to the living room, and carefully wiped the face and neck of the man who was sleeping a little restlessly. Although I never suspected it, I still instinctively looked at the white collar, there was no so-called lipstick.His face couldn't help getting hot, and he was a little ashamed of his suspicious behavior. He quickly wiped off the exposed skin, and finally covered his big feet with a hot towel for a while. The legs are also very thick, looking like a blessed person.

After everything is done, take the blanket from the bedroom and cover it carefully.He Jinpeng's mouth moved, as if he was muttering something, but when I leaned over to listen carefully, there was no further.

"...I don't sleep honestly." I didn't hear anything that could make people rippling, so I muttered boringly, looking at the man who had slept for a long time, his face without lethality, only handsome and charming, I couldn't help leaning down, and kissed the sexy lips for a while, but it didn't go deep. I could feel the softness and warmth, as well as the smell of wine, which belonged more to this man.

Withdrawing myself, I smiled silently, crossed my legs, and sat on the ground directly leaning against the edge of the sofa. The blanket on the ground was soft and warm.I hugged another blanket, dimmed the lights in the hall with the remote control, and only kept one or two lights on. The TV that had been on was muted just now, and I watched it on mute for a while, really sleepy. Then he turned off the TV, leaned his head on the sofa, almost touching He's face, and fell asleep like this with his hands on the edge of the sofa.

I thought, I’m really not a qualified waiter. I slept too soundly this time, and when I woke up, I found that I was no longer sleeping on the sofa on the ground, but lying on the bed. No wonder I slept so comfortably and comfortably.

I lay there in a daze for a long time, and when my daze passed, I started to search, but unfortunately I couldn't find the man in the room.

Glancing at the wall clock, it was only 07:30.

There was breakfast prepared on the table, and there was a note next to it, just one sentence: I have to go to work, you have nothing to do and you can be late.

There is also a line of smaller words at the bottom.

—Thank you, I love you.

My hands trembled, my chest tensed, I smiled, folded the note, found a box and put it away.

When the little guy got up, he rubbed his eyes and looked for his father immediately, "...well, where is father? The baby has never seen father..."

"Dad has gone to work. When Dad is not so busy, can you play with the baby again?" I carried the little guy out of the room and took him to the bathroom to wash up. The little guy has learned to brush his teeth and wash his face. After hearing my words, he Nodding obediently, "Second dad...will he be busy too?"

Looking at the worry in the little guy's eyes, I smiled, "No, the second dad is usually not busy." I took the prepared little guy to the dining table and gave him breakfast, "No matter how busy the second dad is, he will still smoke. If you spend time with your baby, don't worry, baby."

"Baby knows!" The little guy responded, "Baby will always be very good. When the baby grows up, he can go to school alone."

Unable to help, he rubbed the baby's little head again, "Our baby is the most sensible, and the second dad loves the baby the most."

The little guy smiled and narrowed his eyes, "Baby loves Dad too!" Then he added: "Baby loves Dad too!"

"Well, let's love Dad together." I said with a smile, and put some side dishes for him in his bowl. The little guy eats deliciously and is not picky, so he is easy to raise.

The author has something to say: this chapter,, was written in the middle of the night after I got drunk, actually,,.I also don't know what to express. . .