The male god I flirted with collided with me

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The fresh photos of insects are like mud cows entering the sea, without any response.

It's hard for He Yiming to imagine Fang Yize's cold face, and he clicked on WeChat to see his expression.

There is still an hour before work time in the afternoon. He Yiming sent Fang Yize an emoji of working hard, but he didn't expect to hear back.

Fang Yize: According to the company’s attendance regulations, no deductions will be made for being late three times within 10 minutes a month. The first time you are late for 10 minutes, you will be deducted 50 yuan, the second time 100 yuan, and the third time 200 yuan. If you are one hour late, you will be treated as a miner, and the miner will automatically resign within one day.

He Yiming raised his eyebrows: "Are you sick?"

Fang Yize: Supplement the leave of absence

This reply was as cold as Fang Yize's. He Yiming smiled lightly. He simply wasn't feeling well right now, and he didn't want to run errands for Zheng Nixiu, so he took a taxi and rushed back to Zhichun.

Zheng Niqiu was quite puzzled when he saw him: "Didn't you go to Haicheng?"

He Yiming secretly scolded him for being inhuman, and with a weak smile on his face, "Brother Zheng, I attach great importance to the project of Shifang Seaview Hotel. As soon as you said it, I went back to the dormitory to get my ID card. I want to go to Haicheng to see it soon." But it started to rain as soon as I got out of the building. It was so dark that it was about to fall. I couldn’t even catch a car. I had no choice but to walk in the rain to the subway entrance to take the subway. I didn’t expect to get sick because of the rain. , I fell on the bed as soon as I got back to the dormitory yesterday, and I didn’t wake up until now.”

Hearing his half-truth and half-false words, Zheng Niqiu couldn't tell what was wrong for a while, and indeed He Yiming's face was abnormal, "Have you gone to the hospital?"

"Nope!"

"If you're not feeling well, you still have to go to the hospital." Zheng Niqiu said beautifully, "You should take good care of your illness in the past two days, and go to Haicheng when you recover. There is no rush."

"Thank you bro!" Knowing this was the result, He Yiming blinked twice, laying down on the desk to catch up on sleep.

He was in a drowsy sleep, and there was always a mouse sound in his ears. When he was half-conscious, this sound was particularly harsh.

He Yiming raised his head in bewilderment, and saw Zheng Nixiu concentrating on lighting something behind the computer.

"Oh, I woke you up, I'll keep my voice down." Seeing that He Yiming woke up, Zheng Niqiu was a little embarrassed.

"Brother Zheng, what are you doing?" He Yiming had the impression that Zheng Niqiu didn't do business at work.

"Playing cards." Zheng Nixiu was frank.

He Yiming knew in his heart that it might be the spider card he saw last time, and he didn't expect Zheng Nixiu to show kindness to take into account his physical discomfort, so he decided to find a place to rest for a while.

"I'm going out to drink some water." Drink him for a few hours and come back after get off work.

He Yiming stood up, his footsteps were a little sloppy, his head was buzzing, the cheeks under his eyes seemed to be smeared with blush, they were so hot, he didn't feel any discomfort, but he felt a little out of breath .

"Go, go." Zheng Niqiu stood up and closed the ventilation window.

He Yiming breathed a sigh of relief, walked out of the office, and wanted to find a quiet corner to cat, but on the way, he saw Zheng Zhifeng walking in his direction.

The two faced each other head-on, He Yiming paused and walked close to the wall without saying hello to him.

There were only two people in this corridor, and they couldn't pretend that they didn't see each other. Zheng Zhifeng was so angry that he didn't even look at He Yiming, and the two passed by.

After the people left, He Yiming went back to the place where he played with his mobile phone last time to catch up on sleep.

As soon as he lay down and closed his eyes, he felt someone standing in front of him.

After all, it was working hours, and He Yiming had a good reputation in front of other colleagues in the company. He Yiming didn't dare to be too presumptuous, and quickly opened his eyes, only to see Zheng Zhifeng with a stinky face standing in front of him, holding the white teapot that was uniformly placed in the company's tea room. Porcelain cups, steaming from above.

"You look sick, have you taken your medicine?" Zheng Zhifeng's voice was cold.

He Yiming frowned: "I ate it once."

He forgot to bring back the medicine that Fang Yize bought for him when he checked out.

"Everyone's physique is different. Some people often get sick, and they pass it by themselves. Some people don't get sick all year round, but when they get sick, they get sick like a mountain."

"Are you fucking cursing me?" He Yiming was the one who never got sick all year round, and he became impatient when Zheng Zhifeng came here to talk nonsense to him.

Zheng Zhifeng remained indifferent as before, and put the white porcelain cup on the tea table, "I only have Radix Banlangen here, drink some first, and then I'll go to the pharmacy to buy you antipyretics."

He Yiming stared at the dark potion in front of him, and had reason to suspect that Zheng Zhifeng would take the opportunity to poison it.

"No, I'll just sleep, don't delay your work." He Yiming didn't dare to let Brother Zheng run errands for him, and he didn't feel uncomfortable at all, he just wanted to sleep, so there was no need to accept a favor.

But Zheng Zhifeng took the initiative to care about the smiling person without reaching out, no matter what face he looked at, it was much better than Zheng Nixiu's lip service.

"Thank you." He Yiming is a man who can bend and stretch, he can even make out with Zheng Nixiu, let alone Zheng Zhifeng took the initiative to show his affection, and He Yiming also took advantage of the slope to get off the donkey.

Zheng Zhifeng took a deep look at He Yiming. He Yiming was in good condition, but the two blushes on his face were too obvious, which seemed a bit serious. He felt He Yiming's resistance to him, so he turned and left without saying anything.

"Is this a change of sex?" After the person left, He Yiming looked at the smoking banlangen. Could it be that he used to be a villain's heart and a gentleman's belly?

Surprised by Zheng Zhifeng, He Yiming lost sleepiness, nestled on the sofa, and sent Fang Yize harassing messages.

He has figured it out, but Fang Yi is indifferent to him, just like teasing a cat.

He Yiming understands his feelings in this regard, after all, he is also a man, and he knows the bad nature of men, if someone takes the initiative to throw himself into his arms, he will not turn him away if he has a good eye.

Fang Yi looked at him, and probably meant the same thing.

He Yiming doesn't care what Fang Yize thinks of him, after all, he himself is also unwilling to be oppressed by his opponent Yize, and just wants to find his way back.

Two single young people have enough energy and time, why can't they release their passion for each other.

He Yiming sent Fang Yize a series of harassing messages to pass the time.

WeChat vibrated twice, and He Yiming thought that Fang Yize had replied to his message.

He Yiming clicked on WeChat and saw that it was a message from Liang Rushi, telling him that he had found a house and asking him if he wanted to share the house.

He really lived with Fang Yize, and he never considered sharing the rent with Liang Rushi.

【He Yiming】: When will you move?I will help you move things.

[Liang Rushi]: Hey, old Yi, you really have no conscience, you despise me.

【He Yiming】: (lll￢ω￢)

He Yiming clicked on the dog man's WeChat.

[He Yiming]: You said that an intern who just came out of the society, renting a house by himself costs too much, and the only person who can share the rent with him is a particularly profligate little coquette, should you consider sharing the rent.

He Yiming originally thought that Fang Yi would ignore him as before, but Fang Yi returned after 2 minutes.

[Dog Man]: A friend?

[He Yiming]: Roommate for four years.

[Dog man]: If you want to be friends, don't think about it.

He Yiming raised his eyebrows, and his fingertips moved quickly.

[He Yiming]: The salary is low and life is difficult, should Mr. Fang consider taking care of me?

He Yiming didn't really think about Fang Yize living with him, but if he could enter the house, he would have more chances to meet Fang Yize, and the back pressure is not a certainty.

But dating/gunning is one thing, bringing someone home to live in is another.

But He Yiming forgot that Fang Yi is the boss of the company and lives in more than one place, so he is not considered a home.

Not long after, Fang Yize sent an address.

He Yiming copied the address and searched it on the map. It was an apartment building that had just left, and he could walk there in 15 minutes. There was an imported supermarket at the entrance of the community. Life was very convenient, and the house price was staggeringly expensive.

[Dog Man]: Password 162534.

【He Yiming】: Shall I move there?

[Dog Man]: Guest bedroom, stay until you find a suitable house.

【He Yiming】: (*^_^*) Take a shower and wait for you~

After work, He Yiming immediately went to check the address given by Fang Yize. This is a high-end community with 70 years of commercial and residential use, and only the owners can enter.

Fang Yize had already said hello, and He Yiming was unhindered.

Fang Yize bought two high-rise houses. Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see the river that splits the city in half and the lights of thousands of houses.

As night fell, He Yiming went into Fang Yize's bathroom to take a bath. Both the body wash and shampoo were varieties that He Yiming had never seen on the market. They had a faint scent of green grass, which was consistent with Fang Yize's scent.

He Yiming washed himself, got into Fang Yize's bed, and waited for Fang Yize to come back. He fell asleep in a daze, and when he woke up in the morning, the other half of the bed was still cold.

He Yiming didn't send a message to Fang Yize. The relationship between them is closer than ordinary people, and that is only limited to the body. In fact, he doesn't know Fang Yize well.

He wanted to move in and live with Fang Yize, first of all because of the tight expenses during the internship, and because he was always thinking about Fang Yize's butt, if he avoided suspicion, Fang Yize might run away with other men.

If Fang Yize settled down with a man, his principle would not provoke Fang Yize again.

It just so happened that it was the weekend, and He Yiming helped Liang Rushi move. During the move, Liang Rushi asked repeatedly, "Old Yi, are you sure you don't want to share the rent with me? Then I'll find someone else."

"I've found a place to live."

"Where?" Liang Rushi looked at He Yiming suspiciously, why had he never heard of He Yiming.

He Yiming didn't tell Liang Rushi the truth, picked on Fang Yize's conditions, didn't tell about Fang Yize's suppression of him, he just said that he liked his little Sao Ling.

Liang Ru believed him, and asked him if that man was prettier than him.

He Yiming thought about Fang Yize's conditions, nodded and said yes.

After helping Liang Rushi move, He Yiming took a taxi and transported all his belongings to Fang Yize's house.

Fang Yize let him live in the guest bedroom, and He Yiming stuffed all his clothes into Fang Yize's closet. I have to say that the decoration of Fang Yize's home is as simple as others', with black and white tones, impersonal and clean. Not even a strand of hair can be seen.

His closet is also full of suits and shirts, and his panties and socks are neatly stacked in the drawers, making it even more like a model house than a model house.

He Yiming didn't dare to mess up Fang Yize's closet. He moved Fang Yize's clothes to the side and hung up his own clothes. On the one hand, it was upright, and on the other hand, it looked like an ordinary person's care, and it immediately became more pleasing to the eye.

After packing up his clothes, He Yiming stuffed his own toothbrush into Fang Yize's tooth cup, making them a pair.

After finishing everything, He Yiming lay on Fang Yize's bed, posing in a seductive pose, waiting for Fang Yize to take the bait.

Drip!

The sound of entering a password.

Fang Yize entered the bedroom, and the first thing he saw was He Yiming posing on his bed.

Fang Yize frowned: "Come down, the guest bedroom is another room."

He usually lives in this suite, and tolerating He Yiming's entry into his territory is already the limit of his tolerance.

He Yiming smiled like a stealing cat, and under Fang Yize's gaze, he opened his legs carelessly, revealing the thing with hot eyes between his legs, "Anyway, I'll sleep in the guest bedroom, and I still have to sleep on a bed in the middle of the night. Isn't it troublesome to go back and forth?"

What he said meant that the relationship between the two of them was not pure at all. You brought me into the house just because of that kind of thing, what kind of bed was shared, didn't you sleep in your bed as usual!

Fang Yize knew that He Yiming was quite loose in bed matters, and he didn't expect him to hold back his anger. Seeing his skinless appearance, Fang Yize didn't care about him anymore. He opened the closet and planned to pick a comfortable one. He took a bath with his clothes, but it turned out that his clothes were squeezed to one side, and He Yiming's clothes occupied the other side.

Fang Yi glanced at He Yiming coldly.

He Yiming was straightforward: "I'm already sleeping on the same bed, so why don't you ask me to get up and run to the guest room tomorrow to change?"

Fang Yi ignored him, picked out a pajamas and walked to the bathroom, he saw another toothbrush in his tooth cup.

This time Fang Yize was able to accept it, and took out a new tooth cup from the cabinet, put He Yiming's toothbrush in it, and then turned on the tap to wash.

After taking a shower, Fang Yize stood by the bed with a cold face, pinched He Yiming's chin with his thin white fingers, bowed his head and kissed him fiercely.

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