your little tail

The red wine bottle on the table had already bottomed out, only the goblet in front of Mo Jingyu had some dark red syrup left.

Attractive color.

"Come and sit." Mo Jingyu's voice was full of fascination and a little hoarse.

Like an invisible thread with a hook.

Ji Ling grabbed Mo Jingyu's outstretched hand, and sat down next to her as if she lost her soul.

The scent is getting stronger and stronger.

I really want to suck it all up and save it.

Mo Jingyu drank the red wine in the glass and turned around.

Putting his hands on Ji Ling's shoulders, he pushed him down and pressed him on the soft carpet.

Mo Jingyu rested his elbows on Ji Ling's side, his pupils were blurred, and there were still a few drops of crystals hanging on his lips. His thin lips, which were usually cold, looked moist and plump at this moment.

The soft lips parted slightly, and the breath was warm.

"Ji Ling, I...I..."

Ji Ling's eyes were red, her neck was raised a little bit, and the tip of her nose was raised higher and higher.

She couldn't tell what it was like at this time, but it smelled so good.

Much richer than ever.

"I……"

Mo Jingyu's lips touched a soft little guy.

But she didn't know it.

Consciousness has fallen into chaos along with the words that have been unable to utter.

Ji Ling's chest rose and fell, and the air he inhaled jumped up and down.The fragrance that belonged to Mo Jingyu seemed to penetrate into the internal organs, and his whole body was full of strength.

Ji Ling closed her eyes, grasped Mo Jingyu's slightly open neckline, pushed it up with all her strength, and greedily sucked every wisp of alluring fragrance into her nose.

The blood in the whole body is gurgling, converging, boiling, and spraying.

In the real world, only a few seconds passed.

Short but long.

Satisfied, Ji Ling let go of her hand and pushed Mo Jingyu's shoulder.

"Are you asleep?"

"Wake up."

"Mo Jingyu?"

Ji Ling patted Mo Jingyu's face with both hands, pinching left and right.

"Mo Jingyu, wake up."

no response.

Ji Ling exhausted all his breastfeeding strength, turned over and pushed Mo Jingyu to the ground.

"What an alcoholic."

Ji Ling poked out the tip of her tongue and licked her lips.His facial features immediately wrinkled, and the taste of the wine was so strange.

She raised her hand to touch her hot face, and muttered, "I seem to be drunk, why am I so dizzy?"

Ji Ling stood up with an extremely distressed face.

——Is it okay to sleep on the ground all night?

——I will go to bed first, and she will climb up by herself when she wakes up.

——But what if you die here?I am the first suspect.

Ji Ling knelt down again and patted Mo Jingyu's face, "Mo Jingyu, don't sleep here!"

Seeing that the other party still didn't respond, Ji Ling scratched his nose and stood up straight.

Take a deep breath.

Walking to the other side, bent down and grabbed Mo Jingyu's ankle, and dragged Sheng Sheng from the living room to the bedroom.

"Huh! Huh!" Ji Ling fanned himself with his hands, "It's really too heavy."

Just the last step.

Ji Ling stared straight at Mo Jingyu lying on the ground with both eyes, gearing up.

"I am Hercules!"

While Ji Ling cheered herself up, she used all her strength to hug Mo Jingyu from the ground to the bed.

The moment of success, Ji Ling collapsed on top of Mo Jingyu, gasping for breath several times.

Rest for a while.

Ji Ling dragged his heavy body to the other side, almost collapsed.

"Mo Jingyu, good night." She said.

As soon as his head hit the pillow, his eyes went dark and he fell asleep.

The next day.

Mo Jingyu had a splitting headache, and her memory of last night was very vague.

She has always been a temperate person, and it was absolutely impossible for her to drink a whole bottle of red wine by herself before.

Mo Jingyu just remembered reaching out to Ji Ling and asking her to come and sit.

and then?

Mo Jingyu lightly pressed her temples with her fingertips, and sat up from the quilt.

Looking around, there was no sign of Ji Ling.

Mo Jingyu was about to get off the ground when he saw a post-it note on the bedside.

"Mr. Mo, your company is too poor to support me. I want to resign, don't read it."

Mo Jingyu's fingertips trembled a few times, staring at those few lines for a long time.

The expression on his face remained unchanged.

Put the sticky note aside.

Get up and take a shower.

Mo Jingyu came out of the bathroom and saw a thermos bucket on the table.

There is also a note next to it.

"This is hangover soup, the barrel is given to you as a souvenir."

Mo Jingyu rubbed the note into his palm and raised his hand, but he didn't throw it into the trash can.

There was no strange expression on her face, as if there was no disturbance in Ji Ling's resignation.

Mo Jingyu walked into the company.

The front desk is still smiling brightly.

"Good morning, Mr. Mo!"

"Good morning."

Light brown eyes, dazed.

good morning... huh?

Mo Jingyu walked through the aisle, and the workstation belonging to Ji Ling was empty.

Without stopping, he walked towards the office.

"Knock knock knock."

Qin Rou knocked on the door and came in.

"Mr. Mo, Han Mei told me two days ago that many corporate HRs have now introduced a crawler tool that can capture information about employees who submit resumes to other companies. It is timely to deal with employee job-hopping." Qin Judao, "Our company needs ?"

"No need." Mo Jingyu didn't hesitate.

"I guess your answer is the same." Qin Rou smiled, "I have to sigh, the technology is really getting more and more advanced now."

"If you put your mind on researching this kind of thing elsewhere, it may make society progress faster."

Qin Rou narrowed her eyes slightly. "Jing Yu, I always feel that you are different today than usual."

"What's different?" Mo Jingyu's face was expressionless, "Senior sister is too free, so she has time to observe me here."

Qin Rou spread her hands, "I'm really miserable. I'm busy every day, and the boss still can't see it."

Mo Jingyu raised her eyelids and said lazily, "Senior sister is still not leaving, what's the matter?"

Qin Rou: "I also want to say, the location of the team building has been selected, can you take a look?"

Mo Jingyu took his thoughts away for a third of a second, and said, "Sister, just decide. Have fun."

"Us?" Qin Rou frowned, "That means you're not going?"

"I still have a lot to do."

Qin Rou thought for a while, and said, "Ji Ling didn't seem to come to work this morning."

"She resigned." Mo Jingyu's voice was calm and unwavering, "Don't senior sister know?"

"Resigned?" Qin Rou was a little surprised, "I really don't know, Han Mei hasn't reported it yet."

Mo Jingyu casually flipped through the papers on the table. "Remove her work station and put some green plants in it."

"The furnishings in the office are based on Feng Shui, so you can't change them casually. Our company has a lot of green plants." Qin Rou changed the subject, "Mr. Mo have lunch together?"

"Yes." Mo Jingyu did not refuse.

"Then I'll go out first."

The door slams.

A piece of A4 paper scraped across the fingertips, and soon there were traces of blood.

Mo Jingyu's eyebrows were tightly knit together.

Sit quietly for half a minute.

Mo Jingyu took out a tissue, wiped off the blood from her fingertips, and continued with the work just now.

Close to get off work.

Mo Jingyu walked out of the office and heard someone mention the word "Ji Ling".

"I heard that Ji Ling seems to have resigned."

"Ah, that's such a pity, there is a little beauty missing."

"Didn't you hate her before?"

"Isn't that because at that time it was rumored that she disliked the poor and loved the rich, was in two boats, seduced the boss and so on! Now that she is a master in the illustration circle, it feels quite subtle."

"That's right, I used to think she was arrogant, but now I think she looks like a fairy who doesn't eat fireworks!"

"..."

Mo Jingyu walked out of the company, his eyes were slightly closed, and he couldn't tell the expression clearly.

The Ji family mansion.

A restaurant with a sense of design, with marble piles and smooth textures.Every floor tile is spotless and has a gorgeous luster.

In the big space.

A long dining table.

Several high-backed dining chairs.

Ji Ling was sitting alone on the black wooden dining chair, with delicious delicacies in front of him.

Silver-rimmed bamboo chopsticks hold a few shredded green bamboo shoots.

Ji Ling looked sideways at the empty dining chair.

"Mo Jingyu, don't be picky eaters, I can eat green bamboo shoots."

She put the chopsticks into her mouth and picked up another fungus.

"The fungus is also very delicious, springy and crisp."

"But I don't know why you like to eat such a strange dish as broccoli. It's a green lump that crunches when you eat it. If it's not for the nutritional balance, I wouldn't eat it."

"Don't eat sandwiches anymore, eat sandwiches every day, what if it grows into a triangle?"

"..."

Ji Ling poked the sweet and sour ribs with chopsticks, picked them up, and dropped them again.

Hitting the porcelain plate makes a crisp sound.

Simply put down the chopsticks.

"I'm full, how about you?"

Ji Ling sighed into the air, "You are so heavy, you should eat less."

The crystal lamp in the study is bright.

Fragmentary spots of light are reflected on the wall, dotted with stars.

Holding the pen, Ji Ling explained while drawing: "When typing this kind of line draft, you need to use straight lines to support the strength. Before drawing, you must think about the momentum of the whole picture. What is momentum? It's you Where is your hand going, where is your gaze falling..."

The camera next to her can only pick up her hand, and the voice has also been processed by a voice changer, making it sound like a duck.

But after a while, Ji Ling found out that there was a troublemaker.

Every time a key step is mentioned, someone swipes a gift.Brushing gifts doesn't affect anything, but it's a big iron pot.This iron pot is big and round, and it will block the entire canvas.

So much so that she talked for a long time and it was useless, but if she tried it again, the big iron pot would still fly out.

After a few times, Ji Ling got annoyed.

"My friend named 'Make money to raise a tiger', if you have money, raise your tiger, don't make trouble."

Other netizens also began to crusade.

Making money to raise tigers: My tiger ran away.

"Then you go and get it back."

Making money to raise tigers: Well, I'm catching them.

[The user "make money to raise a tiger" gave away a big iron pot. ]

……

Mo Jingyu stared at the familiar hand on the screen, his eyes were dark and inexplicable.

"Come when you want, leave when you want."

"When I'm here... what place is it?"

The author has something to say: Ji Ling: I have encountered a pervert!

Mo Jingyu: Do you like braised in soy sauce or fried in oil?

Ji Ling:? ? ?

Mo Jingyu: I will cook tiger meat for you.