your little tail

Mo Jingyu stepped back and turned his face to the side, "Don't worry about it."

It's just that the ears are like a traitor, with a suspicious pink color.

Seeing that Mo Jingyu didn't buy it, Ji Ling concentrated on eating and ignored her.

Mo Jingyu's eyes fell unconsciously on Ji Ling's cherry lips chewing food. Every time the two lips opened and closed, she also chewed with that frequency.

Ji Ling turned around suddenly, wanting to say something to Mo Jingyu, only to see that the other party covered his mouth and coughed violently, as if he was choking.

Ji Ling quickly took out a piece of paper and handed it over, while stroking Mo Jingyu's back, helping her to calm down, "You are such an adult, how can you still choke after eating?"

When the two people's fingertips touched, Mo Jingyu's heart trembled, and at the same time, there were gentle touches across his back.Quietly, she cut open a hole in her heart and poured some warmth into it, making it numb and sore.

When Mo Jingyu caught Ji Ling's gaze, he hurriedly avoided it, and at the same time was annoyed by his strange feeling at the moment.

Ji Ling got up, poured a glass of water from the cold water jug, and brought it to Mo Jingyu's mouth. "Drink of water."

Mo Jingyu took a sip and swallowed.

Seeing that Mo Jingyu was fine, Ji Ling got up and cleaned up the leftovers on the table.

He stared at Mo Jingyu without blinking. "Mr. Mo, I have a headache, can I lie here for a while?"

Mo Jingyu kept a straight face, "Don't push yourself too hard."

"I really have a headache." Ji Ling lay down on the sofa clutching his temples, his facial features wrinkled.

Mo Jingyu glanced at her, frowned slightly, "I can only lie down for 20 minutes."

After all, he walked to the desk, picked up the materials that he hadn't read before, and looked through them, ignoring Ji Ling.

"Well, thank you." Ji Ling hugged the pillow in his arms and closed his eyes facing inward.

She had a nightmare last night and had no energy all morning, but now she was wrapped in a reassuring aroma and soon fell asleep.

After a while, Mo Jingyu pursed her lips, got up and took the thin blanket on the back of the swivel chair, and walked over to cover Ji Ling.

She bent down, dazed for a moment.

The amplitude and frequency of chest rise and fall have changed.

Mo Jingyu had never looked at Ji Ling carefully, for some reason, every time he met Ji Ling's gaze, he subconsciously wanted to turn away.

At this time, Ji Ling was nestling obediently on the sofa, and it was the first time that she took a closer look at the other person's face.

The skin on Ji Ling's face had no trace of foundation, it was delicate, and no pores could be seen.The eyelashes are very long, slightly curled, and tremble when I sleep.Going down the bridge of the nose, beyond the small nose tip, there are slightly parted pink lips, with an upturned arc at the corners of the mouth, I don't know what a good dream I had.

The white neckline slid down, and under the delicate collarbone, the chest rose and fell with the breath.

Mo Jingyu suddenly came back to his senses, straightened up, walked to the office in a few steps, picked up the cup and drank several sips of water.Accompanied by a slight swallowing sound, the throat rolled and rolled on the fair neck.

I don't know what kind of bewilderment I committed just now.

Speaking of 20 minutes, Mo Jingyu wasn't that strict. After half an hour, he went over and pushed Ji Ling's shoulder.

"Ji Ling, you should get up."

She never imagined that one day she would tolerate an intern sleeping in her office.

Ji Ling snorted a few times in a daze, grabbed the annoying hand on his shoulder, and pressed it under his face.

Mo Jingyu's palm was caught off guard by a piece of hot and soft skin, and his whole body froze in place.

Ji Ling, half asleep and half awake, held Mo Jingyu's hand and rubbed her eyes.

He said vaguely, "This is not my hand."

Mo Jingyu withdrew his hand abruptly, annoyed: "This is my hand!"

Ji Ling frowned instead, "What are you doing with your hands in my arms?"

Mo Jingyu completely lost her temper, took a deep breath, and said, "Go out when you wake up."

Ji Ling moved his numb shoulders, "You don't feel comfortable sleeping here at all."

Mo Jingyu gritted her teeth: "Do you want me to give you a bed next time?"

Ji Ling nodded, "It would be great if you could be so considerate."

Mo Jingyu felt that she was crazy to waste time with Ji Ling here.

He simply turned around and went about his own business, leaving Ji Ling to sit there and wake up.

After a while, Ji Ling finally came to his senses, his eyes staring at Mo Jingyu were shining with golden light.Immediately, she felt that Mo Jingyu was a treasure given to her by the heavens.She rarely slept so deeply.

Ji Ling happily got up from the sofa, and folded the blankets on his body into a square shape.

"I'm off to work, see you after get off work!"

Mo Jingyu pursed her lips, "I have to work overtime at night."

Ji Ling: "Then see you tomorrow!"

Mo Jingyu: "You always leave the people in the same group and go to get off work by yourself, which is not conducive to interpersonal development. As a boss, I suggest that you occasionally work overtime with your colleagues to cultivate relationships."

Ji Ling: "Oh, I'll think about it."

Mo Jingyu choked on this answer.

Ji Ling looked at Mo Jingyu and shook his head, "I didn't expect you to have such a stinky face, and you are quite tactful when talking to interns. If you want me to work overtime, just say so, what are you doing beating around the bush?"

Mo Jingyu's face darkened again. "go out."

Ji Ling straightened the neckline and smoothed his hair before opening the office door.

As soon as she walked to the work station, there was another commotion in the company.

The big star He Mingwan walked in behind Director Qin.

With a helpless expression on her face, Qin Rou led her to the reception room.

Ji Ling and He Mingwan met their gazes, reflexively wanting to say hello, with their mouths half-opened, He Mingwan walked past her with her head raised.

He Mingwan had rejection written all over her body.Only Ji Ling could understand what she meant: "You are an undercover agent, I don't know you."

Ji Ling twitched the corner of his mouth at He Mingwan, meaning: "Crazy!"

The colleagues in the customer department who were so close to Ji Ling and the boss all laughed secretly when they saw this scene, thinking to themselves, Ji Ling thinks that she is a heartthrob, and everyone will post it.

When He Mingwan's figure disappeared behind the door, a customer team leader wearing one-piece wide-leg pants said, "Everyone, go back to work, and don't be seen by the director."

And as if pointing something, "It's normal to be excited when you see a celebrity, but it's not good if you can't figure out your position."

Xia You came over and said to Ji Ling: "Lingling, don't be as knowledgeable as her, it's He Mingwan who is too proud, no one will laugh at you."

Ji Ling didn't speak.

Xia You was indignant again, "The customer department is just relying on the fact that it has a few big customers in its hands, so it always raises some unreasonable demands with our department, and likes to bully people in groups!"

The corner of Ji Ling's mouth raised slightly, "Then the boss should really take care of them."

"Yes!" Xia You sighed, "It's a pity that we are just little interns, and we can't take care of that much."

After finishing speaking, he suddenly patted his forehead, "That's right! I'm going to buy coffee for Sister Sun Ning!"

After the person left, Ji Ling put away the expression on his face.Xia You told her these things just to instigate her to sue her boss and rush to the front as cannon fodder.This intern in the same group is quite interesting.

Ji Ling looked at the heart rate monitor on his wrist, and there was no particularly drastic change.

The smell is still bad, but not as unbearable as before.This means that her condition is gradually improving.

Mo Jingyu worked for a while, and looked up at the mug on the table.Get up and go out, go to the tea room.Consciously or unintentionally, his gaze drifted towards the creative department.

As soon as he reached the top of Ji Ling's head, a person blocked his view.

Holding a paper cup in her hand, Xia You asked with a smile, "Mr. Mo, I just went to buy coffee, and it happened to be too much. Would you like an iced cappuccino?"

Mo Jingyu suddenly felt a little irritable, but he didn't show it, he just showed a formulaic smile, "No need, you can ask other colleagues if they need it."

Xia You smiled, "Then I'll go back to work, Mr. Mo."

When she walked behind Ji Ling, she stuck the steaming paper cup on Ji Ling's face as if playing a prank.

The manic depression in Mo Jingyu's eyes became more obvious.