your little tail

Ji Ling turned off the computer, lay down on the table, and poked the mouse.

"Mo Jingyu, someone bullied me."

After a few seconds.

"As nasty as you are."

Stair corner.

Ji Ling was about to go downstairs when she heard her mother's voice in the living room.

pause.

Su Ruan: "Husband, hasn't that person been caught yet?"

There was silence for a moment.

Ji Jinren: "Madam, don't worry, he will definitely not let him escape."

"It's been 12 years, and I still often dream that my baby's feet are wrapped with fishing line, and even..." Su Ruan's voice choked, "I even dreamed that transparent thin threads penetrated into the skin and wrapped the baby's feet. The wrist was broken and there was blood everywhere."

Ji Jinren hugged his wife's shoulders, patted them lightly, and comforted him: "Don't think too much, trust me."

"If I had protected her better when I was a child, that kind of thing wouldn't have happened."

"Ma'am, it's not your fault, I didn't expect such a young companion to harm..."

Ji Ling didn't listen to the next words, turned and went back to the room.

Late at night.

Ji Ling lay on the bed, looking at the ceiling, wondering what she was thinking.

An hour later, she was still in that position, and Dudu blinked a few times.

Ji Ling grabbed the phone next to the bed, clicked on the photo album, and opened the only video in it.

A picture of Mo Jingyu sitting on the sofa dozing off jumped out on the screen.

Ji Ling leaned closer and smelled it, his face was full of disappointment.

How could a mobile phone have a smell?

The person on the bed got up, went to a small cubicle, took a few bottles of grapefruit-scented perfume from the shelf, and sprayed it in the air.

"Ah Choo! Chirp!"

"..."

Ji Ling sneezed several times.

Sighed.

Put down the perfume and come out.

He walked slowly to the cloakroom again, and sat in front of a locked drawer.

Whispering softly, as if chatting with a friend.

"It's all your fault. My insomnia is getting worse."

"Tell me, why are you so fragrant?"

"There is only one straw, grab it with all your strength, and it will be even more pitiful if it breaks."

The clock is ticking.

Ji Ling rubbed the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand, stood up, and moved his numb legs and feet.

"Mo Jingyu, good night." She said.

The door is closed.

The lights go out.

Back to my own night.

……

The east is white.

Ji Ling leaned on the dark green suede lounge chair.

Eyelashes swept up and down.

"Mo Jingyu, I have a headache." He murmured in a low voice.

Ji Ling closed her eyes, her eyelids trembling slightly. "Can you rub it for me?"

Ji Ling dressed and went downstairs, everything was as usual.

It's just that as soon as my toes landed on the last step, and I was about to say hello to my parents, there was a retching sound in my throat.

Ji Ling rushed into the bathroom, his stomach was overwhelmed.

At the door, the Ji couple came in response.

Ji Ling squatted on the ground, tightly covering her nose.

Even though there is a door, the smell from the outside keeps pouring in.

Half an hour later, the private doctor injected Ji Ling with sedative drugs.

Close Ji Ling's door.

Private doctor: "Mr. Ji, I still can't find the reason why Missy is like this. But I suggest that Missy stay in a place where no one is around for the time being, so as not to be stimulated."

Ji Jinren: "Thank you, Dr. Xu."

Two days later, Ji Ling moved into the finished house that Sun Ze bought a while ago.

She didn't know why she chose this place, but she just felt that she would feel more at ease.

It's just a different place to live, it's no different from before.

Ji Ling turned on the video.

Over there is the driver, bodyguard and special assistant, Sun Ze.

Sun Ze: "Miss, there is a factory near the apartment building in Andong District. There is no relocation plan for several years, and the government has no road repair plan. After field inspection, the vacancy rate of the house and the proportion of repair costs are very low. If you are interested , and the contract will be signed soon.”

Ji Ling shook her head, "I don't need to invest in a project that will obviously lose money, no matter whether it will appreciate in value in a few years. I want that building, but the purchase agreement needs to be changed. People will renegotiate the interest rate, payment terms and repayment period .”

Sun Ze: "Okay Miss, it's because I didn't think carefully."

Sun Ze began to report the overview of another investment.

Ji Ling's eyes slowly lost focus and lost his mind.

"Miss, do you think this is okay?"

Ji Ling's attention came back, and he let out a deep breath. "So be it."

Hang up the video.

Ji Ling stood up and stretched.

She came to the small room next door. There was a small table on the floor with half-assembled micro-drilling blocks on it.

In the past, when he was alone, Ji Ling could quietly build his own small worlds all day long.

This semi-finished product was put together before going to Mo Jingyu's company.

Ji Ling picked up the tweezers and poked a small green part on the table. "Bad Mo Jingyu, I'm getting worse now, it must be your fault. If I knew how hard it was to quit you, I..."

Ji Ling sighed, and put the tweezers back into the tool box.

Don't want to do anything.

At this time, the phone vibrated suddenly.

The only one who knows her private number is He Mingwan.

——"Hey, baby Ling, what are you doing?"

Ji Ling: "Take your call."

——“…”

——"Baby Ling, you are my best friend."

Ji Ling frowned suddenly.

"What do you want to do?"

——"If I do a... small mistake, you won't be angry, will you?"

On the other side of the phone, He Mingwan's voice was weak.

Ji Ling said quietly: "Say it quickly."

—— "I leaked your mobile phone number to Mo Jingyu."

——"Listen to my explanation! It's not that our side is disloyal, it's because the enemy is too cunning!"

Ji Ling was stunned for a moment, and said with relief: "Don't be so nervous, it's just a mobile phone number, and she won't crawl over the phone."

——"Baby Ling, I knew you loved me!"

Ji Ling: "I just know your IQ."

——“…”

—“Goodbye, you lost me as a friend.”

Ji Ling put down the phone, lowered her head and muttered, "What do you want me to do with the phone? I've resigned."

In a gray and white office.

Mo Jingyu put down the tablet and rubbed the space between her eyebrows.

"The time when Mo Yinzhe and the daughter of the Shen family announced their engagement is very delicate. The Shen family has only such a precious daughter, so she will definitely not be wronged. The power of the whole family stands behind him..." Qin Rou raised her eyebrows slightly, " It's a great help to him. Do you want to consider—"

"Don't think about it." Mo Jingyu didn't hesitate, "I will never let myself become a marriage tool."

Qin Rou smiled slightly, "Jing Yu, you have changed."

Has it changed?

Mo Jingyu didn't speak.

She just wanted more.

Very, very much, wanted.

get off work.

Sitting in the driver's seat, Mo Jingyu dialed Ji Ling's number.

No one picked up.

Mo Jingyu directly sent a message.

[The underwear you changed is still at my house. ]

Ji Ling's cell phone was at hand. Although he didn't answer the call, he could see the incoming messages.

The few words that appeared on the screen made her wish to knock Mo Jingyu unconscious and erase her memory.

The last time I took a shower at Mo Jingyu's house, I forgot when I changed it.

Ji Ling's cheeks were almost burning, and he dialed the phone back.

"You throw it away!"

Mo Jingyu: "Either let me send it to you, or... I will hang on the bedside every day to ward off evil spirits."

Ji Ling was annoyed: "Are you a pervert!"

Mo Jingyu: "I'm just a good citizen who returns things to their original owners."

Ji Ling was silent.

There is no rush on the phone, just wait quietly.

The crimson glow on Ji Ling's face was getting bigger and bigger, and her fingers were unconsciously digging at the table.

a long time.

"Then send it to me."

Ten minutes later, Mo Jingyu appeared at the door of Ji Ling's new home.

Seeing the figure on the small screen, Ji Ling put his hand on the door and kept moistening his lips with the tip of his tongue.Throat rolls.

After struggling hard, she called Mo Jingyu.

"Hey, put your things at the door."

Mo Jingyu frowned, "I'm already at the door, why don't you invite me in?"

She raised her chin, "I'm your boss, I haven't even signed your resignation application, you are still my employee."

Ji Ling muttered: "Even if you don't sign, the employment relationship will be terminated automatically after one month."

"That's still a month away." Mo Jingyu stared straight at the camera with red dots above his head, as if those were Ji Ling's eyes, "Maybe, after a month, you will be crying and begging me to let you go back." Woolen cloth."

"Impossible, I think you are delusional." Ji Ling pursed her lips, "There is no place to sit in my house, and there is no water, so you don't need to come in."

Mo Jingyu shook the paper bag lazily, "Then I'll take it out and hang it on the door for you."

Ji Ling pretended to be calm, "Anyway, I'm the only one on this floor, and no one can see you hanging here."

"Who said it was for others to see?" Mo Jingyu looked around and licked the corners of his lips at the camera, "I'll leave here after I've had enough of admiring it."

"Mo Jingyu." Ji Ling gritted her teeth, "I think you're quite perverted."

Mo Jingyu shook the paper bag in his hand again, "If you don't let me in, will I really take it out?"

Mo Jingyu put his hand on the paper tape that sealed the mouth of the bag, and with a little force, it could be torn apart.

A second later, a corner opened.

Ji Ling turned the doorknob, quickly stretched out one arm to grab the bag in Mo Jingyu's hand, and the other arm was ready to close the door at any time.

Mo Jingyu, with a strong figure, stepped in and closed the door with his backhand.

Ji Ling was hit by her, lost his balance, and fell back.

Mo Jingyu grabbed Ji Ling's waist and wrapped him in his arms.

Fragrant.

Ji Ling held his breath.

Both hands tightly grasped the cloth on Mo Jingyu's shoulders.

The bag in Mo Jingyu's hand fell to the ground, it was empty.

Mo Jingyu tightened her arms, reluctant to let go of the person in her arms.

A stream of warm spring water slowly flowed through the atrium and entered every dry crevice.

Thin, continuous.

Ji Ling loosened Mo Jingyu's clothes, covered her nose, and suppressed.

"Don't get so close to me."

"I don't smell bad, why do you have the expression that I just came out of the sewer?" Mo Jingyu's voice was a little bit aggrieved, and his chin rested on Ji Ling's shoulder, "Isn't it too much to hug a friend?"

"Don't decide to be my friend without authorization." Ji Ling couldn't help but lift up his fingers, "I have nothing to do with you."

Just smell it, smell it.

Mo Jingyu closed her eyes, and said softly: "Then... the boss who wants to keep the employee, it's normal to give the escaped employee a hug to put an end to the past, isn't it? Otherwise, you'll call me stingy again."

"Just settle your wages and go back."

Ji Ling raised another finger.

"Our company is poor." Mo Jingyu's lips moved to Ji Ling's ear, "Do you want money?" There is one important person.

The moment when the breath hits the ear socket.

Ji Ling's eyes flashed blankly.

The aroma seemed to creep in through the ears.

The author has something to say: Ji Bao: What a broken phone, it doesn’t smell good!

(Mr. Mo started to set up flags again.)