your little tail

When Mo Jingyu returned to the office, Ji Ling was sitting on the sofa.

When Ji Ling saw Mo Jingyu coming in, his attitude was neither humble nor overbearing: "Mr. Mo, I hope you put away all the documents on the table when you go out next time. Otherwise, if I see something I shouldn't, you will slander me and leak it." The company is confidential."

Mo Jingyu didn't even look at her, and walked straight to the white leather work chair. "Go outside and move a stool across from me to sort out the quarterly reports."

"Okay, Mr. Mo." Ji Ling stood up, raised her head and chest, and walked gracefully.

Not long after, Ji Ling pushed a black swivel chair in and sat on the side of the desk.

As soon as her butt touched the stool, Mo Jingyu said again: "There are blueberries in the refrigerator."

Ji Ling casually rolled his eyelids. "I'm not hungry."

Mo Jingyu cast a fluttering look over her. "Don't be sentimental, just let you take it for me."

Ji Ling pouted. "Mr. Mo himself is good at hands and feet, is it appropriate to use me as a maid?"

"I'm teaching you how to be a qualified company employee." Mo Jingyu tapped the table with her fingertips, "The first point is not to disobey the boss."

Ji Ling snorted softly, got up reluctantly and walked to the refrigerator, and made several disgusted faces behind Mo Jingyu's back.

Ji Ling put the blueberries on the table and opened the lid.He asked very deliberately: "Mr. Mo, are your hands and feet still working? Do you want me to feed it directly into your mouth?"

Mo Jingyu glanced at her. "You can try."

Ji Ling shrugged, picked up a blueberry, leaned forward, and held it to Mo Jingyu's mouth. "Mr. Mo, come on, open your mouth."

Mo Jingyu ignored her, stepped back a little, picked up a stack of folders on the table, and threw them to the opposite side.

"Compare the numbers for me, be serious and don't make mistakes."

"Oh!" Ji Ling put the blueberry into her mouth instead, and chewed it provocatively at Mo Jingyu a few times.

Mo Jingyu didn't respond.

Ji Ling felt bored, so he sat down and focused on the pile of reports.

Mo Jingyu also lowered her head and was busy with her own affairs, her ears that turned red suddenly didn't match the stern expression on her face.

Ji Ling's expression was very serious, and he didn't just play it off just because he had resentment towards Mo Jingyu.

After looking at the report in his hand for a while, Ji Ling frowned more and more.

He blurted out without thinking: "This is the company's second quarter financial statement? Why are the non-operating expenses so high?"

Mo Jingyu was a little surprised, she just asked Ji Ling to check the numbers, but she didn't expect the other party to see the problem.

Ji Ling realized that this was not her area of ​​control, so she continued to read without asking.

Mo Jingyu was silent for a while, then replied: "Before I took over this company, there were a lot of bad debts, and the finances didn't know how to list them, so it snowballed into what it is now."

Ji Ling nodded casually, then said after a pause, "Then you should find another accountant."

Mo Jingyu stared at Ji Ling. When they had lunch together a while ago, she felt that Ji Ling didn't look like a child from a poor family, and now she became more and more confused.

But if Ji Ling's family had some background, what reason would she have to be an intern illustration assistant in such an advertising company?The ceiling for illustrators in advertising companies is not high, and their development is average.

Ji Ling felt a gaze fixed on him for a long time.

She raised her eyelids, and her tone was a bit joking: "Why does Mr. Mo keep staring at me? This will make me suspect that you have a crush on me."

Mo Jingyu did not avoid Ji Ling's eyes. "I'm sorry for giving you this illusion. It seems that I'm still too indulgent to you."

Ji Ling raised the corners of her mouth, and closed the folder in her hand with a half-smile. "I'm done. There's nothing wrong with the numbers."

She got up from the stool. "I'm leaving get off work."

"Did I say there are only these?" Mo Jingyu took out another stack of documents from the drawer and threw them to Ji Ling.

Ji Ling wanted to refuse at first, but when he leaned over to see Mo Jingyu's delicate makeup, his eyes were a little dark, probably due to lack of sleep.Feeling soft for a moment, he sat back again.

Time flows quietly in the night, under the lights.

This kind of simple work can easily make people sleepy, and it was already ten o'clock at night, Ji Ling rolled his eyelids up and down a few times before falling asleep on the table.

Mo Jingyu only found out when she moved her neck.

She stood up and walked to Ji Ling, trying to wake her up to get off work.

only……

When his hand was about to touch Ji Ling's shoulder, he changed direction by accident and lightly touched that sleeping face.

Warm and tender.

Like melt-in-your-mouth tofu, it is soft and delicious.

In an instant.

Mo Jingyu suddenly retracted his arm as if he had been stabbed by a spike.

"Ji Ling, get up and go home." The voice was cold and stiff.

The person lying on the table did not respond.

Mo Jingyu raised his voice: "Ji Ling, I'm off work."

Ji Ling half-closed his eyes in a daze, and said angrily, "Don't bother me! I want to sleep!"

"Go home and sleep."

Ji Ling buried her face in her arms, moaning. "It's fragrant here, I'm going to sleep here."

Mo Jingyu pushed Ji Ling's shoulder. "Don't play rogue with me, go home quickly."

Ji Ling straightened up, hugged Mo Jingyu, rubbed her head carelessly against her body, and pressed her nose against the soft fabric.

"not going home."

The eyes are still open.

A burst of hot air passed through the thin silk material and hit the stomach.

Mo Jingyu couldn't ignore this feeling.

Mo Jingyu's breath was suddenly disordered, and his voice was a little low: "Ji Ling, don't challenge my patience."

After a long while, Ji Ling finally woke up and let go of his arms.

Beat it up. "Why are you secretly taking advantage of me?"

"I took advantage of you?" Mo Jingyu laughed angrily, "You should take a good look at who is holding who and who will not let go?"

Ji Ling's eyelashes fluttered up and down a few times, trembling like cicada's wings. "Then who knows what you did when you sneaked up next to me while I was sleeping. I must have tried to control you just now."

Mo Jingyu didn't want to mess with her anymore, so he said coldly, "Get up quickly when you wake up."

"It's already off work." Ji Ling glanced at Mo Jingyu, "Don't attack me outside of working hours."

Mo Jingyu ignored her, took her bag and went out.

Ji Ling followed quickly, her mouth kept moving, but she didn't make a sound, she didn't know what she was saying.

After getting on the elevator, Mo Jingyu directly pressed the negative floor. "I'll walk you home."

"That's no trouble at all."

Ji Ling sniffed the scent in the air and did not refuse.

——After hearing about it for a while, I will take it as compensation for Mo Jingyu's bad attitude.

Last working day of the week.

When it's time to get off work.

Sun Ning called Ji Ling to an empty office. "Ji Ling, are you interested in joining the special team as my assistant?"

Without even thinking about it, Ji Ling politely declined: "Thank you, Sister Sun Ning, for your kindness. I just want to be an ordinary employee."

After the establishment of the new special team of Blue Star Advertising, they worked overtime almost every day, and the team members often worked until the early hours of the morning.

It is undeniable that this is an opportunity for many people.But for Ji Ling, it was a waste of time.

As soon as Ji Ling returned to his work station, Xia You came over. "Lingling, what is Miss Sun Ning looking for from you?"

"Nothing." Ji Ling didn't intend to answer.

"Ok."

Xia You didn't show any displeasure, and raised her eyebrows and asked, "Who is that person who brings you flowers every day? It doesn't seem like there is one today."

"Unimportant people." Ji Ling said.

She has no patience for those who are chasing after her, so she let Sun Ze deal with it, and the effect was immediate.

Tomorrow is the weekend, and many people in the office have no intention of working.Many people were chatting about what to do on the weekend, whose lipstick was planted again, which star had a big melon again...

Seeing that Ji Ling didn't want to talk to her, Xia You joined other people's discussion.

It's exactly six o'clock in the afternoon.

Ji Ling clocked out on time, and Mo Jingyu's back came into view.

They stood in front of the elevator door, silent.

After a while, there was a "ding" sound from the elevator.

The big iron box was full of people.

Mo Jingyu paused, but went in anyway.

There was very little space left in the elevator, and as soon as Mo Jingyu turned around, Ji Ling stepped in, almost touching her cheek.

Fortunately, both of them are very thin, which did not cause the elevator to be overweight.

The door was slowly closed, and the two of them got closer together, Ji Ling's nose suddenly touched Mo Jingyu's chin.

Mo Jingyu trembled slightly.

His eyes cut water.

It's getting darker and darker.

The aroma in the nasal cavity is getting stronger.

To be honest, Ji Ling did not object to being crowded with Mo Jingyu in a place with so many people, and even liked it a little.

Because when the distance is so close, there will be an unprecedented sense of satisfaction that she can't bear to resist.

It's like having a safe island when you were about to drown in a vast ocean.

Surprise, excitement, dispelling fear.

So, more comfort.

After everyone else in the elevator was gone, Ji Ling let himself be intoxicated by the aroma from the tip of his nose.

Mo Jingyu stood where he was, with a trace of struggle in his eyes.

After a while, push Ji Ling away. "The elevator has reached the negative floor."

Ji Ling turned and walked down the elevator. "It's so hot, can Mr. Mo take me home?"

"No." Mo Jingyu passed Ji Ling and walked quickly to the parking space.

"You asked me to work overtime without paying overtime wages, so why not give me a ride?" Ji Ling followed in small steps backwards, "Are all of you bosses so stingy?"

Mo Jingyu also walked faster and faster. "Then you see which company boss is willing to give you a ride, and go to work there."

Ji Ling hugged Mo Jingyu's arm and dragged him back, with an air of shamelessness. "I just want to give you a ride."

At this moment, the fragrance that permeates my heart, I can't get enough of it.

Mo Jingyu's breathing was light and stagnant, and Ji Ling's small shadow was reflected in his pupils.

The two stared at each other for a few seconds.

Ji Ling made a decision for Mo Jingyu and dragged her forward. "Let's go, there will be a traffic jam later."

Mo Jingyu's clothes had five-quarter sleeves, and Ji Ling's hand slid down, touching the skin just below the sleeve.

The palm on the arm was soft and warm.There seemed to be a constant warmth in this man.

By the time Mo Jingyu came back to his senses, he had already been dragged to the door of the car.

In front of her, Ji Ling looked at her eagerly.

Mo Jingyu breathed a sigh of relief, took out the car keys, and pressed the unlock button. "Get in the car."

Ji Ling smiled as if he had eaten candy, and quickly opened the door and sat in.

During the evening rush hour on weekends, there is a lot of traffic, and there are traffic jams everywhere.The journey that was supposed to be a few minutes away was stuck in a traffic jam for more than 20 minutes.

While waiting for the red light, Mo Jingyu caught a glimpse of Ji Ling from the corner of her eye, she was playing with her fingers boredly.The whole person was sprinkled with a layer of gold powder by the afterglow of the setting sun, and the thick eyelashes fluttered up and down like little golden wings.

Much like the dolls I had on my bed when I was a child.

"Mr. Mo, the green light is on."

After being reminded by the person next to him, Mo Jingyu regained his focus, feeling very annoyed.

Ji Ling looked ahead, she was about to arrive at the address she made up, but she still couldn't bear to get out of the car.

"Mr. Mo, I have to rest for two days on weekends." The tone was very regretful.

"Why, don't you want to rest?" Mo Jingyu dialed the right turn, and the car drove into the side road.

"That's not true." Ji Ling was very honest, "It's just a little sad not to see you."

Mo Jingyu slammed on the brakes and stopped. "Here we are, get off."

Ji Ling frowned. "There are still hundreds of meters left!"

"That's your business." Mo Jingyu looked into Ji Ling's eyes, "Don't say such silly things to me again."

Ji Ling puffed her cheeks and opened the car door angrily.

Stick out your tongue back. "You can't make friends like this!"

"boom!"

The car door was slammed, and the aura belonging to another person disappeared.

Mo Jingyu didn't stop, stepped on the accelerator immediately, and left in the dust.

After Mo Jingyu's car disappeared completely, Ji Ling immediately put on a mask and got in the car to go home.

That night.

Ji Ling unexpectedly received news from Mo Jingyu.

[Come to the company to work overtime tomorrow. ]

Without even thinking about it, Ji Ling replied with one word.

[No. ]

After that, there was no more news.

The next morning.

After Ji Ling finished his morning exercise, he stood still at the gate and looked out.

"The weather is fine today."

"It seems a bit suitable for going out."

"It's not bad to go out for lunch."

……

An hour later, Ji Ling came to an office building that was much emptier than usual.There was also a lunch bag in his hand.

Ji Ling got on the elevator and pressed the company floor.

Just as the door was about to close, it slowly opened again.

In the hall, Mo Jingyu had just pressed the up button when he saw the person in the elevator door, his face froze.

Ji Ling pressed the door open button from inside.

"Good morning, Mr. Mo."

Mo Jingyu stepped in, and the two stood side by side.

The elevator goes up.

Mo Jingyu: "Isn't it impossible to say?"

Ji Ling: "I am a good employee with self-motivation."

"The 21st floor is here." A mechanical female voice sounded in the elevator.

Mo Jingyu went out first, ignoring Ji Ling's answer.

Ji Ling took a deep breath and controlled herself, not to be as knowledgeable as Mo Jingyu.

Heart said: "I also want to know how I came here!"

Although it is very common for Blue Star to work overtime at night, they usually let everyone have a good rest on weekends.

So, on Saturday morning, there were only Mo Jingyu and Ji Ling in the huge office.

As soon as Mo Jingyu entered the door, he turned on the cold air first.The central air conditioner on the ceiling began to operate, making a low "humming" sound.

Ji Ling casually took offense: "Are you afraid of heat?"

Mo Jingyu glanced at Ji Ling, and then replaced the answer with silence.

Ji Ling began to recite the meditation mantra in her heart, and she wondered if Mo Jingyu had some emotional disorder.

Mo Jingyu opened the cabinet with a key, and there were two thick stacks of file bags inside.

Ji Ling opened his mouth in surprise, forgetting the lessons learned from the past, and asked, "Are you the boss or the bricklayer? Why are there so many?"

Mo Jingyu replied: "It is left over from the years."

About the Mo family, Ji Ling heard Li Tezhu from his father's side mentioned something, it seems that the family relationship is quite complicated.She thought to herself, it must be very hard for Mo Jingyu to gain a foothold in such a family.

Ji Ling didn't ask any more questions, and lifted the picnic box in his hand to the refrigerator, and refrigerated everything inside.Then he walked around behind Mo Jingyu, bent down and said, "Mr. Mo, what do you want me to do today?"

A hot breeze blew from behind the ears, and a numb feeling ran down Mo Jingyu's spine from bottom to top.

Once the desire grows, it is like a grass seed breaking through the ground and sprouting.

Tenacious vitality.Even if it is a mountain of fire, it will not burn out.

Mo Jingyu suppressed the strange look in her eyes, and explained to Ji Ling what she was going to do.

Ji Ling basically remembered it after listening to it once, went out and pushed a swivel chair in, and leaned on the previous position.He didn't ask Mo Jingyu any questions all morning.

Mo Jingyu raised his eyes.In her eyes, everything about Ji Ling seemed to be infinitely magnified.

When they first met, she noticed that Ji Ling was dressed differently than usual.

The white gauze tunic, with the neckline opening below the collarbone, and the black suspenders outlined the girl's pretty figure.The short skirt pinches the waist, and the willows swing.

It was a look that Mo Jingyu had never seen before.

At this moment, the person opposite was focused.

Long inkstone-colored hair, smooth; not a little rough.

The arcs of the eyes are round and full, and the lying silkworms are exquisite, as if carefully carved from the best suet jade.

The bridge of the nose is high and straight, and it has the haze and rain of Jiangnan women.

Cherry lips, I really want to taste what it tastes like.

Mo Jingyu stood up and walked out of the office quickly.She stood in front of the sink, turned on the faucet, and was lost in thought in the mirror while washing her hands, wondering what she was thinking.

When Mo Jingyu stepped into the office again, the food was already set on the table.If you read it right, Ji Ling seemed to have glared at her when she entered the door.

Ji Ling slapped a pair of delicate bamboo chopsticks on a ceramic bowl.

"Mr. Mo is blessed today. I can invite you to have lunch with me."

If it wasn't for the food in these tableware, Mo Jingyu would have thought it was a set of museum exhibits.

She couldn't help asking: "Is this your tableware?"

Ji Ling gave Mo Jingyu a disgusted look. "Of course it belongs to my family. Will I still eat with other people's bowls?"

In fact, what Mo Jingyu wanted to ask was: "Does your family use such expensive porcelain for meals?"

But since the other party misunderstood, she had no intention of asking.

Before we ate together, Ji Ling always used a simple bento box. It was the first time Mo Jingyu saw this posture.

But Ji Ling's idea was that she came here to eat, and she didn't come to work overtime following Mo Jingyu's advice, so of course she couldn't be perfunctory.

Finally reoccupying this office, Ji Ling was full of joy, and raised the corners of his mouth while eating.

Mo Jingyu glanced at Ji Ling's face from the corner of her eye, and wanted to go into her heart to see why she was so happy.

Mo Jingyu originally thought that Ji Ling was a newborn calf, but now he can't see through her more and more.

Ji Ling's face suddenly approached. "Mr. Mo, why do you keep looking at me today?"

If it was an ordinary look, Ji Ling would not say anything.But she always felt that when Mo Jingyu looked at her, it was like a tiger looking at a rabbit, ready to bite it in the next second.

Mo Jingyu looked as usual. "It's your illusion."

"You must have seen me." Ji Ling insisted.

Mo Jingyu asked back: "Then what reason do you think I have to look at you?"

Ji Ling choked, and if she wanted to give a reason, she didn't know what the reason was.

Mo Jingyu frowned slightly. "So, I have no reason to look at you."

Sounds... quite reasonable?

Ji Ling cast an admiring look at Mo Jingyu.

The devil will believe her words!

After eating, Ji Ling blinked at Mo Jingyu, "Mr. Mo, modern society requires division of labor and cooperation."

Mo Jingyu frowned, "What do you want to say?"

"You wash the dishes."

"..."

Ji Ling conjured up a pair of cleaning gloves out of nowhere and stuffed them into Mo Jingyu's arms.

Mo Jingyu didn't know whether to praise Ji Ling for being well prepared.

There was a snigger of a successful prank on Ji Ling's face.

Mo Jingyu was amused by her appearance, and her voice was softer than usual: "Why are you so childish."

Ji Ling held his face with both hands, his eyes were as curved as jade. "You look beautiful when you smile."

Mo Jingyu's heart trembled.

But since childhood, what she is best at is restraint.

As the end of the month approached, Mo Jingyu's desk was filled with paper documents.

Mo Jingyu asked Ji Ling to come to the office to help more and more frequently.She herself didn't know whether it was because she was really too busy to touch the ground, or because of selfishness.

It's past meal time.

Mo Jingyu came over and took the report from Ji Ling. "You should go eat."

Ji Ling raised his face, with a little disappointment in his eyes. "Aren't you going to eat with me?"

For a moment, Mo Jingyu felt that the person in front of him was like a cat, and suddenly thought of rubbing Ji Ling's head.

She stretched out her hand to caress the top of Ji Ling's fluffy head, slightly stunned.Then he quickly pressed his palm on Ji Ling's forehead and pushed it away. "See you in the afternoon."

Ji Ling: "???"

At this time, the door of the office was suddenly opened.

Qin Rou stepped in and quickly closed the door.

She leaned against the door and smiled brightly at Mo Jingyu. "Jing Yu, senior sister treats you well, right?"

Mo Jingyu's eyes showed surprise.

Qin Rou: "I have nothing to do, just stay here for a while."

There was commotion outside, and the words "He Mingwan" could be vaguely discerned.

Half of He Mingwan's face was covered by sunglasses, the corners of her lips were curved upwards, and her voice was sweet and coquettish: "Excuse me, has anyone seen your Director Qin?"

Immediately a traitor appeared in the crowd. "I seem to have seen Director Qin go to Mr. Mo's office."

"Thank you!" He Mingwan nodded at the man, smiling even wider.

"No... You're welcome!" The man clutched his heart and almost fainted.

He Mingwan walked straight to Mo Jingyu's office and knocked on the door gracefully.

Behind the door, Qin Rou stood there with a smile on her face as if nothing had happened.

Ji Ling stood up from the chair. "Mr. Mo, someone is knocking on your door. Wouldn't it be nice not to make a sound?"

Mo Jingyu cast a tacit look at Qin Rou.

The next second, "Please come in."

Qin Rou: "..."

He Mingwan turned the handle, pushed it, but didn't push it.

At this moment, Qin Rou has lost her gentleness and dignity in the past, and she firmly presses against the door.

Mo Jingyu tried her best to keep the corners of her mouth tight. The door could be locked, but the senior sister had to rely on her body to compete with the people outside. She had never seen such a scene.

Qin Rou really forgot that it was possible to lock it back, and after two or three rounds, she was pushed away in disappointment.

As soon as the door opened, Qin Rou quickly walked behind Mo Jingyu, putting both hands on her shoulders. "Miss He, I already have an appointment with Mr. Mo, I'm so sorry."

He Mingwan turned his gaze to Mo Jingyu. "President Mo has an appointment with Director Qin?"

Ji Ling also stared at Mo Jingyu with calm eyes.

Mo Jingyu turned sideways and withdrew from between the two. "No."

He Mingwan took two steps forward with a charming smile. "It's not good for Director Qin to lie all the time."

"Mr. Mo has a bad memory. Since she forgot to have an appointment with me, I'll treat Ms. He to dinner." Qin Rou had no choice but to make a "please" gesture to He Mingwan.

"No need." He Mingwan's fingertips lightly landed on Qin Rou's shoulder, slid down along the shoulder, and pinched her fingertips.

"I don't like to force others to make things difficult. I hope that next time Director Qin can say that he wants to invite me to dinner, it is out of sincerity." After the words fell, he let go of Qin Rou's hand and turned around.

He Mingwan brushed her hair back, danced lightly around her waist, staggered her high heels, took soft steps, and left.

Qin Rou returned to her usual gentle appearance, and said with a gentle smile, "I'm leaving too."

Ji Ling tugged at Mo Jingyu's sleeve. "Director Qin doesn't seem to want to have dinner with you. I think you are quite pitiful, so I will share half of my meal with you."

The expression on his face seemed to be very reluctant.

The corners of Mo Jingyu's eyebrows twitched slightly, but he didn't speak.

Ji Ling didn't hesitate, and pushed Mo Jingyu onto the sofa to sit down. "You don't move, I'm going to get lunch."

It was as if Mo Jingyu had been cast with a fixed spell, and she couldn't even look away.