"Assistant...you..." The secretary hesitated to speak.

"What, what's the matter?" Su Zilin asked softly, the headache in his head was stronger than the next, why, why is the forehead so painful, no, there is also the back of the head, chest, and even the heart, it hurts so much— —

Seeing him gradually tighten his brows, the secretary subconsciously turned his face to look at the president's room, and when he looked up at Su Zilin again, he said in a cautious tone: "I... I'll go and talk to the president, assistant, I'll invite you Take a day off, take a good rest when you go back, and if you feel uncomfortable, remember to see a doctor."

"No need... The president has been too busy recently. How should I put it, I, I don't want to ask for leave." The company has piled up a lot of things that must be handled by Lin Yi himself. If his assistant is not here, I'm afraid it will be a headache. It will be Ji Dong.

Leaving aside the former Lin Yi, the current excellent and capable President Qingtian is... a good person, Su Zilin said in a low voice in his heart.

When he said this in embarrassment, a strangeness flashed in his eyes, his head seemed to be hurting more, and he pressed his fingertips hard on the temple, but under the secretary's objection, he quickly withdrew his hand and smiled With a sound.

There is no slight burning heat on the forehead, it does not seem to be a troublesome fever, how strange...

There seemed to be something smoldering in his chest, and it seemed that he couldn't breathe. Su Zilin walked towards the president's office, took a deep breath, pushed open the door, looked at the person behind the desk, and pursed his lower lip.

I remembered the time when I lived at Lin Yi's house.

Whenever Ji Dong worked overtime late, it was already late at night when he returned home, and a wall lamp was on in the living room, which was turned on when he came out of the bedroom when he couldn't sleep.

Sitting quietly on the sofa alone, when Lin Yi came back, he would walk towards the door and lean against the wall next to him with a smile, watching the man with a tired look on his brow, stretching out his hand to loosen his tie, and taking off his black suit jacket , and then that hand would be close to his face, slowly caressing the fingers, with a slightly warm temperature.

Following him into the bedroom, just as the briefcase in Lin Yi's hand was released, Su Zilin's lips were covered with soft, moist touch, and the pecking kiss gradually turned into four lingering lips- A deep kiss.

When Su Zilin got used to it, from accepting a kiss a little stiffly to responding with unfamiliar movements, Ji Dong raised his pointed chin, held Su Zilin's face in both hands, and continued the commanding gesture with his lips and tongue flexibly and intensely. A fiery kiss with a rapidly rising body temperature...

Being pushed down on the bed, the pajamas were lifted up, the night was soft, Su Zilin asked Lin Yi, who came back from overtime work, if he was hungry, and if he wanted to have a late-night snack, but the person who pinned him pulled the corners of his lips, He seemed to be smiling with great interest.

Whispering in his ear, he said in a deep voice: I'm going to have dinner now...

"Assistant, come here."

Ji Dong's voice sounded, and he glanced at him sternly, then his eyes returned to the documents on the desk following the falling voice.

"..." Su Zilin froze for a moment, blinked his dull eyes, for a moment, he didn't react from the memories in his mind.

Lin Yi noticed that the person who usually worked hard was froze in the middle of the president's office, he couldn't help but twitched his brows, and walked towards him with a frown.

His eyes changed slightly, and he said after a while, "Are you sick?"

As soon as Ji Yi approached, Su Zilin stepped back a little, but he didn't avoid Ji Yi's gaze. Ji Dong was clearly reflected in his eyes.

He touched his lower lip, and responded as if he had just woken up from a dream, "I've been ill for a long time." No, it was my brain that was broken long ago.

"Is pregnancy so hard?" Lin Yi asked with a frown.

Su Zilin stifled, scratched his forehead, curled his lips into a smile, and said awkwardly: "It's not hard work, it's me, there are some things I can't forget."

"What's the matter? Tell me." Lin Yi pointed to the sofa next to him, motioning for Su Zilin to sit there.

"..." Following the man's intentions, Su Zilin's complexion was not very good, and he sat down on the sofa. Ji Yi didn't ask aggressively, and his eyes didn't show a hint of urgency, but he opened his mouth and moved his eyes lightly. With a flick of his lips, he answered.

"It wasn't a long time ago. I had someone I liked very much. He seemed to be very kind to me, but one night, he sold me to his best friend. I felt that the dignity was gone. It was very sad and very angry. At that time, no matter what I said, I was just a person who had never seen the world, and in a fit of anger, I went to seek death."

Su Zilin picked up his face as he spoke, and the other party was looking at him with an unchanged expression, he loosened his lightly twisted fingers without a trace, lowered his eyes to look at his stomach, and exhaled.

He said in a slightly discouraged voice, "But he's changed a lot, so, I think I've forgiven him."

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