your little tail

"Do you think I believe it?" Mo Jingyu pursed her lips.

Pointy ears.

Ripe again.

In his eyes, there was a glimmer of expectation hidden unconsciously.

Ji Ling's lips drew an arc and raised slightly. "Then you will believe me when I say other reasons?"

Mo Jingyu was a little annoyed.

Suddenly, Ji Ling felt that Ji Ling was just a ball of cotton, without any real tactile sensation when touched.But it's always itchy and disturbing.

"Of course I can't be here because of you." Ji Ling found a comfortable position and closed his eyes. "You just come down to earth as my fairy, wanting to experience the life of ordinary people."

"When a fairy goes down to earth, she will meet someone who will stay with her forever." Mo Jingyu didn't move, letting Ji Ling rest on her leg.

"Do you take myths and stories seriously? Even if they are true, none of them will end well. Ordinary people can't beat the Queen Mother, and it will only add a tragedy..." Ji Ling's voice became smaller and smaller.

Mo Jingyu stroked the hair on top of Ji Ling's head, and murmured: "If it were me, I would definitely be desperate."

……

When Ji Ling woke up, she was covered with a thin blanket, and her head was still resting on Mo Jingyu's lap.

Ji Ling sat up and stretched, and glanced at Mo Jingyu.The other party's lips parted slightly, and his head flicked.

Ji Ling took out her phone and recorded a video.

Mo Jingyu felt the weight on his legs disappear, and slowly woke up.

When he opened his eyes, Ji Ling had just put down his phone.

Ji Ling smiled brightly at Mo Jingyu. "Good afternoon, Mr. Mo."

Mo Jingyu straightened up. "Wake up and go back to work."

"I advise you to treat me better." Ji Ling puffed her mouth, "I have already mastered your indecent video."

Mo Jingyu narrowed his eyes, "How could I have that kind of thing!"

Ji Ling picked up the phone, shook it, and clicked on the video just recorded.

Mo Jingyu's face was getting darker and darker, and he was about to grab it.

Ji Ling quickly put her hands behind her body.

"Give it to me." Mo Jingyu trapped Ji Ling with both arms, and leaned over to reach for her hand.

"No." Ji Ling lay back, trying to hold down the phone with her body.

Mo Jingyu was taken along by her, and he followed her backwards.

Ji Ling pressed Mo Jingyu's hands behind his back, his upper body was tightly pressed against Ji Ling, his face was very close, and his breathing was entangled.

The blood in the heart boiled, injected into every blood vessel, broke through layers of obstacles, and poured to the lips, fingertips, and dantian.

Mo Jingyu's arms tightened more and more, the flame in his heart was about to break through the barrier at any moment and appear in his eyes.

Inch by inch, close to the seductive lips.

There it is... stop.

Mo Jingyu froze.

After a pause of two or three seconds, the corners of his lips curled up. "If you don't give me your phone, I'll be rude to you."

Ji Ling tightly guarded the phone.

Mo Jingyu approached slowly, biting Ji Ling's earlobe lightly with his white teeth. "Believe it or not, I will bite you?"

Ji Ling's nose trembled, and he made a "hissing" sound of inhaling. "You smell so good!"

Mo Jingyu's throat slid up and down, closed his eyes, and moved back.

"Don't take the opportunity to tease the boss." Her voice was as usual, clear and gentle like a river without waves.

Ji Ling took the opportunity to flip off the sofa. "It's impossible to give you a mobile phone!"

As soon as the voice fell, he rushed out of the office.

Mo Jingyu raised her head, her swan neck slightly bent backwards.Like the eyes of a secluded pool, desires surface bit by bit.

original.

Restraining this matter, she can't get 100 points.

The bathroom is steamy.

The shower is pattering, and the water flows down the hair, sliding over the beauty's icy muscles and bones.

The water hit her face, Mo Jingyu's eyelids trembled slightly, and her eyelashes were wet.

Crystal drops of water passed through the throat and disappeared into the collarbone fossa.

After taking a shower, Mo Jingyu was wearing a white silk bathrobe, and the remaining water droplets on the tips of her hair soaked the neckline.

She sat in front of the dressing table, took out the hair dryer, and her thoughts drifted to the day when she had a stomach problem.

Ji Ling's soft singing seemed to be right next to her ears, like a ray of warm and lingering wind, blowing into her ear sockets and rubbing into her heart.

Mo Jingyu's fingertips landed under the ribs, stroking lightly where Ji Ling touched.

After drying her hair, Mo Jingyu turned on the computer, clicked on the homepage of "Drawing Silk Feather", and looked at it one by one.

She always felt that most of these paintings were like stones pressing on her heart, blocking the exit and the way in.

Without knowing it, Mo Jingyu wrote comments on the paintings she had seen and forwarded them to her Weibo.

In the end, I changed my name to "Making Money to Raise Tigers".

The next day.

Mo Jingyu went out and talked with someone, and then went home directly.

She turned the phone's ringer to the maximum and put it on the table.

Glance at the screen every now and then.

However, by the time everything at hand was finished, it was already seven o'clock in the evening.

The phone didn't move at all.

Mo Jingyu frowned, and opened the dialog with Ji Ling.

[I didn't go to work today. ]

after awhile.

[Ji Ling: Coincidentally, I didn't go either. ]

"..."

[Why don't you go to work? ]

[Ji Ling: Personal reasons. ]

[Ji Ling: I'm on personal leave. ]

Mo Jingyu bit her lower lip.

[I have a stomachache. ]

[Ji Ling: Then you have a good rest. ]

[Ji Ling: Drink more hot water. ]

Mo Jingyu pinched the phone, her brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

a long time.

[I haven't eaten yet.No strength either. ]

But there was no sound from the other side.

Mo Jingyu buried his forehead in the crook of his arms, the corners of his mouth were astringent.

I really like to do some boring things more and more.

the other side.

Ji Ling had just been free.

Today is the day for her full physical examination.

Ji Ling scratched his nose when he saw the last message.

after an hour.

The doorbell rings.

Mo Jingyu's eyes were filled with twinkling lights like stars, but he didn't dare to have too much hope.

When she walked to the video phone, it was indeed Ji Ling who saw the door.

Wearing a black dress today with tulle under the skirt.

Mo Jingyu quickly scratched at her hair, and was about to open the door when she tugged at the neckline, one of which hung loosely on her shoulders.

The doorbell rang again before opening the door.

"Excuse me." Ji Ling stepped in and closed the door.

Entrance.

The eyes of the two met, but neither spoke first.

Ji Ling stared at Mo Jingyu for a while.

"Why do you wear makeup when you're sick?" After a pause, "The lip color is pretty."

Mo Jingyu caught Ji Ling's gaze and immediately avoided it.

Pulling the corner of his mouth, he forced a smile. "I went out to talk about things today."

Ji Ling put the things in his hand on the side cabinet, and took out a pair of disposable slippers from the bag.

Ji Ling changed his shoes, straightened up, approached Mo Jingyu, and put his hand on her shoulder.

He straightened the slipped collar and relaced his pajamas.The white nightdress on Mo Jingyu's body was immediately wrapped squarely around her body.

Mo Jingyu: "..."

Ji Ling approached the kitchen familiarly, washed his hands, and took out a bowl.

While thinking brokenly: "If you have a bad stomach, you should eat on time, don't be so willful."

Mo Jingyu sat at the dining table, her eyes fixed on Ji Ling's figure.

Ji Ling put the bowl in front of Mo Jingyu and sat down opposite her.

Mo Jingyu didn't speak, and obediently picked up the spoon and put the soup in the bowl into his mouth.

Ji Ling is like a primary school student listening to a class, with both hands flat on the table, sitting upright.

In the pupils was Mo Jingyu eating.

There was a small arc around her mouth. "Watching you eat is really a visual enjoyment. It's obviously a five-grain soup, and it feels like you're sucking in the wind and drinking the dew when you eat it."

Although Mo Jingyu was no stranger to such a situation, he still felt a little nervous when he heard such misleading words at first.

Ji Ling waited for Mo Jingyu to finish eating, then put the bowl into the dishwasher.She had already remembered how to do it last time.

When Ji Ling came out of the kitchen, Mo Jingyu walked to the door of the bedroom, turned around and said, "I'm going to lie down."

Ji Ling nodded. "You have a good rest, I'm going home first."

After that, he lifted his foot and walked out.

In a hurry.

Mo Jingyu walked a few steps quickly, chased after him, and grasped Ji Ling's hand completely in his palm. "My stomach still hurts."

Ji Ling was pulled by the force behind him and staggered.

Can stand still.

"Then what should we do?" Ji Ling scratched his nose, "Take some painkillers?"

Mo Jingyu held back for a few seconds, "Rub it for me."

"Alright then." Ji Ling didn't hesitate, "Go and lie down."

Mo Jingyu turned around and walked to the bedroom without letting go of Ji Ling's hand.

Mo Jingyu lay down under the quilt, closed her eyes, her face was calm, but her hands were tightly clenched under the quilt.

Ji Ling lay on the edge of the bed, pressed against her hot and soft belly through the cloth, and made circular motions gently.

However, within 10 minutes, Ji Ling's hands stopped moving, and he fell asleep with his head tilted by the bed.

Mo Jingyu opened his eyes, both helpless and funny.This guy can sleep anytime and anywhere, and he doesn't even know he's being sold.

Mo Jingyu got up and got out of bed, put her arms around Ji Ling's waist, and helped her to lie down on the bed.

After washing up, Mo Jingyu went to bed early and lay down on her back beside Ji Ling, with one hand on her side.

One more centimeter forward, and you will be able to touch Ji Ling's hand.But he didn't go beyond, kept such a distance, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The next morning.

When Mo Jingyu opened her eyes, Ji Ling clung to her back like an octopus again.

Mo Jingyu wanted to turn over, but was entangled tightly by Ji Ling.You can feel the other person's head pressed against the back of your neck.

"..."

After 10 minutes, Ji Ling still didn't move.

Mo Jingyu's body was a little numb, so he raised his arms around the back of his head, and grabbed Ji Ling's ears. "Time to wake up."

no response.

"Ji Ling, wake up."

Ji Ling grabbed the hand on the ear that disturbed Qingmeng, "Don't make noise!"

Mo Jingyu turned her body vigorously, and suddenly her side jaw touched a soft object.

Now, she couldn't bear to move.

Ji Ling's nose moved, and his eyelids slowly rolled up, showing the characteristic creases when he first woke up.

Mo Jingyu sensed the change in the breath next to him, and preemptively struck. "Why did you kiss me?"

Ji Ling didn't seem to hear her at all, turned over, rolled to the other side and continued to sleep.

"..."

Mo Jingyu looked at the ceiling for a while, then sat up regretfully.

When Ji Ling got up, breakfast was already set on the table.

Ji Ling sat down on the stool and looked at Mo Jingyu with her mouth pursed. "Why didn't you wake me up yesterday?"

Mo Jingyu looked calm, "You are too deep in sleep to wake up."

"Then why don't you help me undress?"

Mo Jingyu coughed violently, choking on saliva.

Ji Ling pointed to his legs. "Look, it's all stamped out."

Mo Jingyu took a sip of milk, calmed down, and said, "I don't have any clothes for you to change."

Ji Ling frowned, and muttered softly, "It's too picky."

"I heard."

Mo Jingyu raised her chin, "You want to wear the clothes I wear so much?"

The three words "passed through" are extremely heavy.

"Why do you have the nerve to say such things directly?" Ji Ling picked up the chopsticks, "It sounds perverted."

Mo Jingyu directly stuffed a large piece of egg pancake into Ji Ling's mouth. "If you want to come out of this room sound-bodied, don't talk."

Ji Ling's eyes were burning, but his cheeks were bulging.

Mo Jingyu couldn't help scratching Ji Ling's nose. "You look so cute when you're angry."

It's just that the expression on which he said this was the same as usual, coupled with this content, there was an inexplicable sense of irony.

???

Ji Ling suspected that there was something wrong with his head, so he went to Mo Jingyu's house to suffer and was bullied.

Finished breakfast.

Mo Jingyu put away the table and asked Ji Ling, "Shall I send you home to change clothes first?"

Ji Ling had already moved to the door. "Don't worry about Mr. Mo, I'll go by myself."

"You don't have to be so polite." Mo Jingyu said, "I'm happy to—"

"Goodbye, Mr. Mo." Ji Ling disappeared before Mo Jingyu could finish speaking.

"..."

21st floor, Blue Star Advertising Company.

Mo Jingyu walked into the company with a much warmer smile than usual.

Not surprisingly, when Ji Ling walked into the office building, it was already past the working hours.

When she climbed the stairs, she saw a round girl walking in front.

Although the girl was fat, she was athletic and went upstairs very quickly.

Ji Ling was aroused to be competitive and quickened his pace.

As one speeded up, the other became even faster. In the end, it was almost a trot all the way up to the 21st floor.

For the first time, Ji Ling gasped for going upstairs.

After reaching the gate of Lan Xing, the girl turned her head and seemed relieved when she saw the person behind her.

The fat girl with ponytail stroked her chest and asked, "Are you here for the interview too?"

"No."

"Then why have you been running after me?" The fat girl wiped the sweat from her forehead, "I thought I ran into a perverted stalker!"

Ji Ling felt ashamed, she couldn't say that she was competing.

Nonsense: "I'm late for work."

The fat girl smiled, "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, then go to work."

Ji Ling adjusted her breathing and walked into the company.

The fat girl followed in and was taken to the interview room by the receptionist.

noon.

Although Ji Ling still remembered Mo Jingyu's grudge, she still walked into Mo Jingyu's office on time with a meal.

There was no special expression on Ji Ling's face. "It's all light today. You have a bad stomach. Eat less heavy-tasting food in the future."

The corners of Mo Jingyu's lips curled up, "Are you worried about me?"

"Of course I'm worried about you." Ji Ling didn't hide it, "Don't get sick."

Mo Jingyu felt a warm current in his heart, "I will definitely eat well in the future."

Ji Ling nodded in satisfaction, "You are obedient."

Ji Ling sat down, "Don't worry, I won't bring bitter melon in the future, it's not good for my stomach."

The corners of Mo Jingyu's mouth curled up.

"Coriander is good for the stomach."

Ji Ling opened the lid of the lunch box, "Look, all the dishes are sprinkled with coriander."

Mo Jingyu's face turned green instantly, and the smile from just now froze on his face.

If bitter gourd is not a favorite, then coriander is...

Choosing between eating coriander and dying, she chose to die.

Ji Ling raised his head and blinked. "Why don't you come and sit?"

Mo Jingyu swallowed. "I don't feel too hungry."

"You said just now that you must eat well in the future." Ji Ling frowned, "You can't be dishonest."

Mo Jingyu lowered his head, put his knuckles between his eyebrows, and rubbed them several times.

Ji Ling: "Hurry up, I'm hungry."

Mo Jingyu exhaled and sat next to Ji Ling.

The big deal is to pick out the coriander.

Ji Ling seemed to have a premonition, and looked at Mo Jingyu with a serious face. "It is shameful to waste food, even a piece of coriander."

Mo Jingyu suspected that Ji Ling did it on purpose, but he couldn't see anything strange from the other's face.

"Eat quickly, it won't taste good when it's cold." Ji Ling helped Mo Jingyu hold a large chopstick for the first time...coriander, and a little shredded pork.

Mo Jingyu now suspects that Ji Ling's family bought too much coriander.

This is not sprinkled with coriander in the dish, it is simply coriander topped with meat.

Ji Ling ate at a leisurely pace, and from the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Mo Jingyu's wrinkled facial features.

At the same time, from the corner of Mo Jingyu's eyes, Ji Ling picked up a tissue and wiped the corners of his mouth, eating gracefully.

……

"Mo Jingyu."

Ji Ling called her name in a rare way.

"What's wrong?" Mo Jingyu turned around.

Ji Ling closed one eye tightly, "There seems to be something in the eye."

She put down the chopsticks in her hand and pointed to her left eye. "Help me take a look."

Mo Jingyu quickly wiped his hands with a wet tissue, and gently grabbed Ji Ling's eyelids.

Mo Jingyu turned Ji Ling's face to a direction that was not backlit, tilted his head, moved his mouth closer and blew a few times.

"Mr. Mo, a client is coming -" Qin Rou opened the door, and saw Mo Jingyu pressing Ji Ling on the back of the sofa and turning her head.

From this angle, it looks like they are kissing.

Qin Rou quickly said: "I knocked on the door, but you didn't hear me." Then she closed the door as if she had seen a ghost.

Mo Jingyu looked back and didn't care.He asked Ji Ling, "Are you ready?"

Ji Ling tried to open his eyes. "It seems to be fine."

Mo Jingyu sat back and picked up the chopsticks again.

Qin Rou outside the office blushed inexplicably.It's really because... the school girl looks too aggressive.

The fat girl who was on the stairs that day officially joined the job two days later. She is a designer in the creative department.

Xia You, who was sitting next to her, had already been fired, and the creative director also contacted her school and made a statement on the internship receipt.

This position is vacant, and new colleagues will be assigned here.

The fat girl was not at all restrained, and introduced herself to everyone very cheerfully.

"Hi everyone, my name is Lin Pei. I'm the designer who joined the job today. Please take care of me!"

Colleagues in the office applauded a few times in unison.

As soon as Lin Pei sat down, he gave Ji Ling a sunny smile. "Hi, what a coincidence, we sit at the same table."

Ji Ling wasn't used to others being too enthusiastic, but the fat girl's attitude was not annoying.

Nodding at the other party, "You are welcome."

Lin Pei suddenly twisted a few times, his posture was extremely flexible. "I like to dance more. Sometimes I move subconsciously. Don't be scared by me."

Ji Ling was startled, and said in a low voice, "Oh, good."

Lin Pei glanced at the nameplate on Ji Ling's work station. "Your name is Ji Ling, right? I'll call you Day Lingzi from now on, okay? You can call me Qiqi, my stage name."

It was the first time for Ji Ling to meet such an unrestrained and heroic girl, and she couldn't react, so she just nodded.

Lin Pei turned to look at the names of the people around him, and greeted them one by one.

Different from Xia You's impression, when Lin Pei greeted everyone, her eyes were full of sincerity, her attitude was very comfortable, and her voice was very hearty, so everyone quickly got to know her.

And what Lin Pei said was true.

Ji Ling was drawing, when the person next to him suddenly twisted like a wave, and that movement was as smooth as chocolate.

Lin Pei twisted and said, "CAO! This client's brain has been soaked in shit!"

Ji Ling turned his head, his whole body was like a statue that had been air-dried, the kind that still had scum.

Lin Pei noticed Ji Ling's expression and waved his hand. "Sorry, rude, rude."

He turned his face and twisted a lotus finger. "What kind of dead ghost customer is making such an embarrassing request!"

Lin Pei said, and began to twist back and forth again, rubbing his hands together. "Look at how Miss Benhua conquers you silly clients! Get down on your knees and call Dad!"

Ji Ling scratched her nose, then silently turned her face back.

I always feel that my aura seems to be suppressed by something.

The weekend is approaching.

Qin Rou came to Mo Jingyu's office, handed her the folder, and said: "Director Shu and Director Zhao are secretly twisting more and more vigorously. They are quite interesting, and they can make the people below interact with each other." Dislike."

Mo Jingyu slightly raised the corners of his mouth, "They are all old fritters who have been rolling around for many years." Even if there is a conflict of interest, he can chat and laugh happily, and use his subordinates as gunmen.

Qin Rou: "Then do you plan to adjust the commission of the creative department?"

Mo Jingyu shook his head. "The creative department can only put more effort into benefits, and the customer department has to take the lion's share of the commission. It can't dampen the enthusiasm of employees who run sales and deal with customer needs in real time."

signed.

Mo Jingyu handed the folder on the table to Qin Rou.

Casually, "Director Qin, the company hasn't built a team for a while."

Qin Rou: "Didn't you go abroad to build a team after the next year?"

Mo Jingyu: "Everyone worked hard a while ago, we can organize a short trip to let everyone relax."

Added another sentence: "The kind that will stay overnight."

Qin Rou almost stopped laughing, the corners of her mouth twitched a few times.

"Understood, Mr. Mo is still thoughtful." There seemed to be more than one meaning in the words.

After a pause, he asked tentatively, "Do you live in a room alone?"

"The budget is limited." Mo Jingyu's face remained expressionless, "I can share a room with two of you."

Qin Rou smiled. "Since you want to sleep with me so much, I will book one less room."

next second.

Qin Rou was stared at by a pair of eyes, and felt the breath of death.

"I got it, I got it." Qin Rou's face was clear, "I can enjoy the head office of a big bed room by myself?"

Mo Jingyu looked away. "Director Qin, go get busy."

When Qin Rou came out of Mo Jingyu's office and passed by Ji Ling's station, she thought of the scene she saw in the office before, and her eyes looked very exciting.

At this time, He Mingwan walked in surrounded by the staff, and saw that Qin Rou was facing a certain direction...

one!Face!kinky!laugh!