The president came with his son

In the next two competitions, Ji Shaoning and Miao Ziqing didn't quite remember how they finished the competition, but they got No.2 in a daze, but they didn't have any intention of checking their rankings at the moment.

"I don't want to come to this kind of show again." Miao Ziqing let go of the smile that was maintained until the last moment, completely exhausted in the back seat.

"so tired?"

Miao Ziqing turned his head silently, looked at the blurred face of Ji Shaoning in the dark night, and said faintly: "Why did you come up?"

"Can't I come up?" Ji Shaoning raised his eyebrows, Miao Ziqing had already turned his face away from him.

Probably because he was tired, Ji Shaoning was actually quite quiet, but he only persisted in this state for 5 minutes, and Ji Shaoning started to move his hands and feet.

Miao Ziqing had already grasped his character a little bit, and before he reached out with a hand and had no time to do anything, Miao Ziqing quickly withdrew it: "Be honest."

His tone was bitter.

Yu Yiming showed a disgusted expression in the co-pilot, this small fight, who didn't know, thought they were a couple.

Ji Shaoning suddenly stopped moving. He held Miao Ziqing's hand, looked at his eyebrows and eyes under the dim light, and suddenly felt a little strange, but very close and heart-stirring.

"What time is it?" Miao Ziqing leaned against him, yawning.

"It's 07:30." Yu Yiming glanced at the phone.

"Are you still leaving?" Miao Ziqing turned his head and looked at Ji Shaoning. The car was parked at the hotel entrance, and Ji Shaoning had no intention of leaving.

"You really want me to go?" Ji Shaoning's voice was unexpectedly calm this time, and Miao Ziqing guessed that he must also be tired.

"Yes." Miao Ziqing replied coldly.

Ji Shaoning: "..."

"I don't want to leave." Ji Shaoning calmed down and said it with confidence.

Miao Ziqing: "..." When was this cheeky self-taught.

"Come down first." Ji Shaoning miraculously took a step back, Miao Ziqing was surprised while still heaving a sigh of relief.

If this is still going on at the entrance of the hotel, it is really hard to tell.

And then he soon discovers that he's still being naive after all.

"...Speak up if you have something to say." Miao Ziqing still didn't understand why things were still developing in this strange direction. He looked at Ji Shaoning who had slammed his wall on the wall again, and felt a little speechless.

And at this moment, he felt a little bit of a sense of crisis. Isn't it a little strange to have this posture at this point in time?

He subconsciously wanted to look for the phone in his pocket again, but he found the pocket was empty. When he looked up, he saw Ji Shaoning showing him a standard evil smile.

Miao Ziqing: "..."

"The door is also locked." He added very thoughtfully.

"Mr. Ji, I think there may be some misunderstanding here. Let's sit down and talk it over." Miao Ziqing's heart was ringing with alarm bells, and he began to try his best to rescue himself.

Ji Shaoning ignored him, and just concentrated on doing what he wanted to do. He pushed him against the wall, and the two could hear each other's breathing, as well as the vague and uncertain heartbeat.

Ji Shaoning had already slowly put one hand on Miao Ziqing's chin, rubbing it gently there.His eyes, under the warm orange light, did not reveal any excessive emotions, they were just pitch-black, and one would be addicted to them if one was not careful.

It was the first time for Miao Ziqing to feel a little comfortable.This, is this coming for real?But aren't they really an ordinary superior-subordinate relationship?

At least it was like that a month ago.

"How do you feel now?" Ji Shaoning suddenly asked.

Miao Ziqing: "..." What's with this feeling of showing me this when you're naked?

And what kind of bullshit is this, besides wanting to push you away and beat you up, what other emotions does he have?

"Will you feel uncomfortable? Will you feel unfamiliar?" Ji Shaoning didn't seem to care much about his answer, but continued to ask eagerly.

Miao Ziqing twitched the corner of his mouth, why on earth should he get used to this kind of thing.

"Are you really unable to recall anything? Or do you refuse to recall?" Seeing that he did not answer, Ji Shaoning slowed down his speech, with complex emotions that cannot be ignored.

Miao Ziqing: "..." I am an old swan, this kind of feeling of being a scumbag and betraying others is so swollen.

As Ji Shaoning was talking, he suddenly stopped talking, his head slowly moved towards Miao Ziqing, and his breathing, which was still somewhat heavy, eased.

Miao Ziqing froze, but Ji Shaoning had absorbed the experience of the last failure, and pressed both of his hands, not giving him a chance to break free.

"I..." Ji Shaoning's face was getting closer and closer, and his voice was tainted with a sense of unsatisfactory meaning.Miao Ziqing felt that if his heartbeat was so loud, he could pretend to be a drum kit and make music.

"Isn't it only eight o'clock?" Yu Yiming rubbed his eyes, feeling too sleepy, but looked at his phone, it was still early.

……

Quiet.

Miao Ziqing: "..."

Ji Shaoning: "..."

"Ji, President Ji?" Miao Ziqing called out cautiously, although he didn't know why, but instinctively, he felt that Ji Shaoning seemed to be different.

Ji Shaoning pursed his lips, silently looking at Miao Ziqing who could kiss him as long as he lowered a little, feeling extremely tired.

Every day brings new surprises.

He stood up cautiously, let go of Miao Ziqing by the way, and turned around.

"President Ji?" Miao Ziqing spoke cautiously for the second time.

"Wait a minute." Ji Shaoning closed his eyes and began to sort out the day.

Like this month, he suddenly lost consciousness at eight o'clock, and then what happened...?

The picture of the day was like an old DVD, playing it for him one by one.

Go to work... well, go to work if you don't work.

Going out and wandering... well, going out and wandering in normal operation.

The show... on the show?

Ji Shaoning finally had some other expressions. He tried to fight against this aging DVD, and tried his best to recall the content of the program, but unfortunately he couldn't remember anything except a small fragment.

But even such a small fragment was enough for him to cover his forehead and feel a headache.

He still couldn't "see" the complete suffocation operation of "Ji Shaoning during the day", he could only watch a broken fragment.

However, the focus now is not on these clips, but on this strange old acquaintance behind him, his family's first brother.

Let him think about how he can explain the situation.

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