The male god I flirted with collided with me

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He Yiming followed a designer surnamed Zheng, and He Yiming called him Brother Zheng.

When the two met for the first time, Brother Zheng took out [-] pounds of Wu Niu Zao Ding Ya from the bookcase, made tea on the lobular red sandalwood coffee table to welcome He Yiming to join the company, and drank it all morning.

In the afternoon, the whole floor was quiet. He Yiming was sitting at the desk near the door, and there was a clicking sound of the mouse behind him.

"Brother Zheng, just leave it to me if you have anything to do." He didn't do anything that he was supposed to do at work, and he sat for half an hour, thinking about it.

As He Yiming approached, Brother Zheng immediately clicked the mouse twice to close a page.

He Yiming has sharp eyes, PS, documents, and a spider solitaire are open in the program bar at the bottom of the computer. He Yiming pretends not to see it, and he is not stupid. Brother Zheng's actions just now were clearly to guard against him.

"I'm fine." Zheng Ge leaned on the office chair with a relaxed expression, as if thinking of something, looked up and down He Yiming, "Xiao He, are you okay with hand-painting?"

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Before the lunch break the next day, He Yiming hurriedly finished the homework of Brother Zheng's son in the top class.

Brother Zheng took a look at the painting and was full of praise. He kept saying that he wanted to invite He Yiming to dinner, and he would have to trouble him more in the future.

For this kind of dinner party, if the date is not fixed, it is a kind of verbal politeness. Everyone understands in their hearts, and generally no one takes it seriously. If they really want to speak, both parties will be embarrassed.

But He Yiming is a man who can play around and has a thick skin. Since Zheng Ge gave him a cold shoulder, he has shown enough sincerity, so he is not afraid of the disgusting old loach.

"Brother Zheng, I've been working under you since I joined the company, and I need you to take care of me for the next three months. With this friendship, I can call you a master. It's easy to help you with your homework. "He Yiming put on a greasy tall hat, took out his mobile phone and made a reservation at the restaurant downstairs, before Zheng Ge refused, "There is a restaurant downstairs in the company, I didn't know what the signs were when I first came, Brother Zheng, you can order at noon."

Brother Zheng put his head down and put the painting in his briefcase, and raised his wrist to look at the time: "Brother should treat you to dinner, but I have to rush to the kindergarten to deliver the painting, you can eat it yourself!" He patted He Yiming on the shoulder, picked up the The briefcase left, and when he got to the door, he jumped back to the computer desk in three steps as if thinking of something, and directly turned off the power of the computer.

The smile on He Yiming's face could hardly hold back.

Brother Zheng didn't seem to notice, and told He Yiming: "I'm going to accompany the client this afternoon, so I might not be back."

He Yiming sneered in his heart, and sent the person to the door like a stream of kindness: "You don't worry."

He Yiming felt sullen, he could see clearly that this old loach was slick and thick-skinned, he smiled on the surface, spoke nicely, and didn't do anything behind his back, so he was on guard against him.

He glanced at the computer with a black screen, and took out his mobile phone to play games. It doesn't matter if he's not alive, isn't he good at playing with his mobile phone?Anyway, the old loach is not here in the afternoon, so no one can care about him.

Sure enough, Zheng Niqiu didn't come back to clock in until after get off work, and He Yiming took the initiative to walk with Nixiu.

He Yiming spent two days. He wants to see how long this loach can slow down.

On this day, He Yiming slowly tore open a strip of instant coffee in the tea room, poured boiling water into the porcelain cup, and then hot smoke came out after a while. Bored and blowing away the white smoke, he leisurely looked outside the translucent glass door, and the employees who came and went to keep pace with the time .

"Yi Ming, I think you've been relatively free these two days." Wang Qiaoqiao walked in with an empty porcelain cup, looking a little tired, but in good spirits.

The designer Wang Qiaoqiao followed was a very capable woman who was strong in her work and was picky about details. Although she was tiring behind such a strong woman, she could learn a lot.

He Yiming can get along well with anyone, he took out two bags of coffee, "Same as before, does drinking black coffee refresh you?"

"Okay!" There were only the two of them in the tea room, and Wang Qiaoqiao's tense nerves relaxed a little. She was like a little white rabbit who accidentally broke into the wild beast's territory, and was out of place in this new environment.

She looked at He Yiming's leisurely expression with a little envy. She and the company's employees seemed to be in a different world.

Wang Qiaoqiao hesitated to speak: "Yiming, I heard that Mr. Zheng is not very famous in the company." When she was copying the documents, she heard a passing colleague talk about an intern who was assigned to Designer Zheng. In his hand, although the two chatting colleagues didn't say anything clearly, their tone was enough to reveal a lot of information.

There were only the three of them in the same batch of interns, and Zheng Zhifeng was cold, so she was able to talk to He Yiming a few words, and it was inevitable that she would be somewhat concerned.

He Yiming fixed his eyes on the phone, and was half-distracted to deal with Wang Qiaoqiao. He Yiming has personally learned what she said.

In the past two days, he has almost prepared how to get over the hurdle of Zheng Nixiu. Thinking of this, He Yiming raised his head and walked towards Wang Qiaoqiao. When he saw an unexpected person, he widened his eyes. Eye.

"Yi Ming?" Wang Qiaoqiao didn't wait for He Yiming's reply, and looked up, only to see He Yiming's loose expression turned to astonishment, and his eyes were astonishingly bright.

Wang Qiaoqiao followed He Yiming's gaze, and saw a figure walking outside the tea room. It was a tall and straight young man, wearing clean white lined black pants, with handsome features, and his eyes were as cold as ice and snow.

"Fuck! It didn't take much effort to get here, and I finally found him." He Yiming didn't care about maintaining his demeanor, he stuffed the white porcelain cup into Wang Qiaoqiao's arms, and strode directly towards the man.

Oh shit!I didn't expect this dog man to work here!He was worrying about how to pass the time, and he had fun knocking on the door by himself.

He Yiming's eyes were red, and he ran after the figure.

"Yi Ming?" Wang Qiaoqiao called after him.

He Yiming ignored her, and quickly followed the man. Seeing the man entered the toilet, He Yiming followed directly.

As soon as he entered the bathroom, all he saw was the man taking out his big dick to turn on the water.

Without even thinking about it, He Yiming took out a mop pole from behind the door and blocked the door from the inside, crossing his arms and looking at the indifferent beauty.

Fang Yize heard the voice, looked at him indifferently, and just zipped up the zipper as usual, went to the sink and pressed the hand sanitizer on his hands, one by one, slowly washing his cold white fingers.

The incandescent lamp reflected the frame of the champagne-colored mirror, which made his aura even more dusty. He looked like he was walking in the courtyard, as if he was not the one who was surrounded by people in the bathroom to watch.

He Yiming cursed secretly, and walked quickly to the man.

Fang Yize frowned slightly. He looked at the work card hanging around He Yiming's neck and raised his eyebrows slightly.

He still remembered the young man who provoked him, especially the smooth body that was revealed after the young man took off his clothes.

There was also the sound of sobbing unconvinced and uncontrollable under him.

A strange but warm experience.

"What a coincidence! I didn't expect that we are still colleagues." He Yiming looked around Fang Yize's body. Under the cold white light, Fang Yize's white and tender skin looked like a ball of pudding.

This made He Yiming's stomach tighten. He originally wanted to find Fang Yize to settle the score. The matter of the man's bed must be settled on the bed, but when he saw Fang Yize's dazzlingly white skin, He Yiming couldn't hold it back. The white wall next to the sink held Fang Yize, a tall man of 1.8 meters three, in his arms, and his other hand unceremoniously wrapped Fang Yize's buttocks.

"Have you missed me recently?" He Yiming drank his breath, biting Fang Yize's small and round earballs with his teeth, half ambiguous and half threatening, "Do you know why I came to you?"

Fang Yize looked indifferent, but a dark light flashed in his eyes, "Is your butt itchy?"

With a bang, He Yiming's mind was almost blown by these words. He remembered the humiliation of being pressed on the head a few days ago and narrowed his eyes dangerously, "I will punish you today!"

As he spoke, he lifted the man's thin chin, and kissed the thin lips on top like a wolf snatching food.

Fang Yize frowned, "Let go!"

What answered him was He Yiming's more rough movements, Fang Yize opened his mouth and bit He Yiming's lip, a bloody smell of rust spread in the mouths of both of them.

This bloody smell greatly aroused He Yiming's beast/desire, his eyes were red, and his voice was vague, "Go to the room."

Fang Yize said calmly, "It's working hours."

"That brother fucked you right here." He Yiming had already run his hand along Fang Yize's waist, and slowly untied his belt. Anyway, the toilet door was blocked, so no one would notice their quick fix.

Fang Yize's frowning brows did not loosen from the beginning to the end, but there was a bit of interest in his eyes, and he let the boy in front of him toss about his body. When he asked the boy to take off his pants, Fang Yize looked cold and raised his hand to grab him. He Yiming's wrist.

He Yiming suddenly felt uncomfortable, and pulled his hand vigorously, but Fang Yize's hand was like a pair of pliers, and did not move at all.

Anger flashed across He Yiming's eyes, "You don't want to be fucked by me here? Then go to open a room, and I will pay the rent."

"It's work time."

have to!He Yiming saw that this kid was a reckless master, "Then let's make a quick decision here."

Fang Yize frowned, and looked coldly at He Yiming, who was on the brain, "Don't make trouble."

Just as he was talking, there was a sound of objects falling to the ground from the toilet cubicle.

He Yiming and Fang Yize turned their heads at the same time.

An ominous feeling came to He Yiming's heart: "Is there anyone here before you came in?"

"I don't have a penchant for taking a peek through the compartment."

The two were silent for a while, when a man's trembling voice came from the compartment, "Can I come out now?"

There is actually a third person in the bathroom!

Even though He Yiming was thick-skinned, he couldn't calm down for a moment, and hurriedly separated from Fang Yize.

Looking at Fang Yize again, the perfect Danfeng eyes are slightly lowered, and the indifferent eyes are like ice, revealing danger.

"come out!"

About half a minute later, there was the sound of putting on pants from the compartment, and a familiar figure came out tremblingly. His legs trembled violently when he walked, and his legs were numb from squatting in the pit for too long.

When He Yiming saw the person coming, his heart sank, and it was Zheng Niqiu who was so lucky to die.