The male god I flirted with collided with me

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"Didn't it hurt her too?" Liang Ru thought for a while before he remembered who Wang Qiaoqiao was.

He didn't know Wang Qiaoqiao, so he naturally stood by He Yiming's side.

But he comforted He Yiming in this way verbally, and he was planning to find a profitable job for He Yiming in his heart. It was really too difficult to stick to this major after graduation.

Now that there are so many people studying design, it is inevitable that there will be serious competition. It is better to follow him as a model to shoot commercials. With He Yiming's figure, there is more market than him.

"I'm going back first." He Yiming looked at the time, guessing that Fang Yize was going back, and he also had to rush back to wash the dishes.

Liang Ru was unhappy: "Going back so early, why don't you go out with me?"

"Something happened."

"Then let me find out if there is any job suitable for you."

"to make."

I don't know what Fang Yize was thinking, before no one knew about it, He Yiming didn't think there was a problem at all, but now that he was exposed, he was a little afraid of what Fang Yize thought of him.

When he went back, Fang Yize was sitting on the desk in the living room typing on the keyboard, and when he went over, he turned out to be writing a thesis.

Seeing that it was almost six o'clock, Fang Yize didn't start cooking. He Yiming played with his mobile phone beside Fang Yize for a while, but Fang Yize didn't pay attention to him.

"If I don't cook tonight, I'll order takeaway!" Between the two of them, He Yiming took the initiative, but Fang Yize ignored him for a while, and He Yiming didn't think there was anything wrong, and took the initiative to take over the dinner.

Fang Yize glanced at He Yiming indifferently, and closed the notebook, "It's not clean."

I don't know if it's He Yiming's illusion, but I always feel that Fang Yize is extraordinarily cold today, "Then do you cook? I'll help you."

Fang Yize went directly to the kitchen, and He Yiming frowned as he looked at Fang Yize's obviously alienated back.

He followed to the kitchen and offered to help Fang Yize pick vegetables.

When He Yiming peeled the potatoes almost to the fingertips, Fang Yi, who had been silent all the time, took the initiative to take the potatoes and handled them neatly.

Because Fang Yize took the initiative to contact He Yiming, He Yiming immediately seemed to be pardoned, and a secret joy crept out of his heart.

He secretly looked at Fang Yize's handsome side face, and felt that this person was pleasing to the eye no matter what.

When the two fought at night, Fang Yi used extra force.

He Yiming was so uncomfortable that he kicked Fang Yize several times.

Fang Yize grabbed He Yiming's dishonest foot and broke it as far as possible.

After the matter was over, He Yiming was so tired that he seemed to be fished out of the water, he didn't want to move a finger, he nestled in Fang Yize's arms, listening to Fang Yize's vigorous heartbeat, there was nothing else at this moment Thoughts, quite peaceful.

"Mr. Fang." He Yiming half sat up with his arms propped up, and spoke after deliberating, "Do you know what happened today?"

Fang Yize's fair face was blushing because of the intense love/event, and when he heard He Yiming's words, his deep eyes instantly woke up, "It's useless to plead with me."

The voice then became a little lower.

He Yiming was taken aback for a moment, then blushed, "That's not what I meant."

Fang Yize was silently looking ahead, his picturesque eyebrows revealing a bit of impatience.

He Yiming was stabbed by Fang Yize's expression: "Do you think that I have no bottom line, and my petty tricks behind my back have been exposed, so I don't have the shame to ask you, the boss, to plead for mercy?"

He had been resisting to do the following before, and he had been busy until late at night during this time, and he had never been close to Fang Yize at all.

I was really dizzy tonight, and I had the idea that I couldn't beat Fang Yize anyway, so I would be suppressed tactically and wait for a chance to counterattack in the future, so that the two of them lying in bed tonight felt warm for the first time.

In Fang Yize's eyes, did he deliberately let go of his body to beg for love in order to plead for himself?

Fang Yize straightened his face: "Isn't that so?"

He Yiming was furious, he clenched his fists hard, feeling that Fang Yize was trampling on his self-esteem, "That's not what I mean, it's because I didn't do it decently, it's inevitable for you to be angry, I just want to Talking to you, I didn't betray my lust with you."

With a cold face, Fang Yi said condescendingly, "I just can't understand why you did this."

What does the competition among designers have to do with He Yiming, an intern?

He Yiming was immediately laughed at by Fang Yize's appearance of standing on the moral high ground, "Don't make it look like you are noble, why don't you bring your own employees home, I don't know, what will you give me?" What's the benefit? What kind of face do you show me?"

Fang Yize has read a few psychology books, and He Yiming's loud and bullying appearance, as well as his dodging eyes, are like a child who has done something wrong and refuses to admit it.

"Then why are you guilty?" Fang Yize's tone softened a bit.

He Yiming was like an inflated balloon, but he was immediately hit by the weak spot and was deflated, "I didn't expect to continue working in your spring, but Zheng Niqiu's design was made by me with great effort. I hope you don’t look at this work with tinted glasses.”

Fang Yize sneered, he didn't know what this person was thinking, at this time, he still hasn't forgotten to fight for opportunities for his works.

When He Yiming said this, his ears turned red with embarrassment. Although he had a thick skin, he didn't know right from wrong.

"You may look down on me in your heart. I know our design is not as good as Mr. Lu, but I don't want my work to be belittled because of me. Even if I can't be selected, it's just that my design itself is not perfect, not I am." He Yiming felt a little guilty about Wang Qiaoqiao.

No matter what, he always felt sorry for Wang Qiaoqiao.

He had always been conscientious and meticulous during his internship before. He thought that the transfer was a certainty, but he didn't expect that a flatterer who practiced with them would be selected.

In He Yiming's eyes, what that intern did was pretty sleazy, but he was chosen, no matter how angry you are, there is nothing you can do about it.

He Yiming was taught a lesson, and in the spring of arrival, he encountered a stubborn stubble like Zheng Nixiu.

As long as he met a more normal leader, He Yiming would not have come to this point.

He Yiming rubbed into Fang Yize's arms: "Actually, Wang Qiaoqiao is quite caring."

Anyway, his chances of staying in Zhichun are slim, instead of taking advantage of Zheng Zhifeng, it is better to give Fang Yize more pillow breeze and give Wang Qiaoqiao more opportunities.

"You are also very good." Fang Yize's eyes slowly moved to He Yiming's lips, and his white fingers slowly wiped Yin Hong's lips.

He Yiming's eyes dimmed, he stuck out his tongue and licked his fingers, then pushed Fang Yize onto the bed and sat on Fang Yize's body.

Fang Yize's gaze was deep and deep for a moment, and he supported He Yiming's thin waist, "Anyone who can enter Zhichun has the ability, your design is mature and generous, Zheng Zhifeng is rigorous, and Wang Qiaoqiao is the only one who reported to the class after entering the society." , her designs are very inspirational."

He Yiming was stunned for a moment, Fang Yi knew their style so well.

"Fang Yize, tell me the truth, among the three of us, how many of us can stay?"

Fang Yi removed He Yiming from his body: "Zhichun only needs capable people, go to sleep!"

He Yiming didn't plan to get up early the next day, but Fang Yize dug him out.

He Yiming's sleepy eyes were dim, and he hooked Fang Yize's neck and exhaled, "Didn't you suspend me from my job, I will sleep a little longer."

Fang Yi directly held He Yiming's buttocks and hugged him.

"Damn!" He Yiming sleepy ran away in an instant. He was a 1.8-meter man being picked up like a three-year-old child. It felt so weird.

He Yiming jumped down immediately: "I'll go by myself."