After marrying a wealthy vegetative person Chongxi[Transmigration Book]

Huo Xinhong's warm breath sprinkled on the skin under Jin Miao's ears, and his chin rested on Jin Miao's shoulder. Jin Miao couldn't turn around to kiss him, and his heart was filled with shyness and fear.

With Huo Xinhong holding his hand, Jin Miao could hear the frantic heartbeats of the two of them in his ears, in the warm blanket, it was like a romantic movement.

"Do not move."

While saying this in a hoarse voice, Huo Xinhong pressed a series of delicate kisses on Jin Miao's cheeks, and patiently held his wrist.

His fingertips fell on the slippery silk pajamas, and the "theory" that Jin Miao had learned before was completely forgotten at this moment. Rather, he doubted who would still remember the things in the books at this time?

When Jin Miao's hands became sore and limp, and the wrinkles on the bedding responded to his expectation, both of them's pajamas became hot and unbearable.

The beauty of that moment was enough for the two to ignore the others. For a while, the two just hugged each other quietly, without any other thoughts, just bathed in the pure love of each other.

Hearing Huo Xinhong get up, Jin Miao thought he had to continue because his clothes had been taken off; the strange thing was that he was not at all disturbed, just like "a big tree grows leaves naturally."

But in the next second, he suddenly felt a cool and soft touch on his skin, which greatly relieved the tense nerves just now.

Carefully wiped the dirty place with a wet tissue, Huo Xinhong took a new pair of pajama pants and put them on for him. After changing his own clothes, he finally leaned over and kissed his earlobe: "Go to sleep."

Jin Miao: ...

Concerned about the "halfway" last night, Jin Miao calmed down and thought that probably because he had to go to work tomorrow, Huo Xinhong didn't want him to be "inconvenient to move", but...

He opened his eyes before the alarm clock rang, probably because of the proper relaxation before going to bed last night, Jin Miao slept soundly all night.

He gently turned over, looked at the sleeping person beside him, and seriously thought about whether he should take the initiative to encourage a "morning welfare"?After all, it's just a short shot, and being reserved all the time seems to be detrimental to the development of the relationship between husband and wife.

It's a pity that before he had time to act, the phone vibrated untimely. He grabbed the phone angrily and slid it away to avoid waking Huo Xinhong. He was surprised to find that it was Cheng Yi's message:

"Are you okay? If you have something to say, just speak up if you need help."

Could it be that Cheng Yi meant last night?No, impossible.

Patting his face to wake up, Jin Miao complained in his heart that he was about to be infected by Huo Xinhong, and he thought of that aspect in everything he saw.

He replied to Cheng Yi: What are you talking about?I do not understand.

Cheng Yi replied almost instantly: You didn't surf the Internet last night?

Jin Miao: ...No, I'm busy, what are you talking about?

This time, Cheng Yi remained silent for a long time, so long that Jin Miao thought he had forgotten about it, so he received a link with Cheng Yi's concise message:

calm.

In the link is a media name that Jin Miao has never heard of, but this is not important, because a few big characters in the title have successfully caught his attention:

"Family flowers are not as fragrant as wild flowers—the white-collar goblins of the Huo family's eldest son who rented a night party, lingering until midnight"

The attached picture is two comparison pictures, one is the official photo of him and Huo Xinhong who released the briefing on the Internet at that time, and the other is a photo of Gao Fu's back. At night outside the gate of the cat cafe.

So the white-collar goblin who "had an affair" with Huo Xinhong was naturally...

This gossip describes Huo Xinhong dissatisfied with the "arranged marriage" and dislikes the coldness and rigidity of his charming husband. He only shows the love between husband and wife in front of others, and secretly has a fierce fire with a charming "wild rose".

According to witnesses, Huo Xinhong suspected that he brought this new favorite back to the villa in the north of the city last night, and seemed to use the place as a love nest for their private meeting.

And the original partner, Mr. Jin, was left in the Huo Zhai in the middle of the mountain, guarding the vacant room alone every night, and dared not speak out about his suffering.

"what happened?"

Upon waking up, Huo Xinhong used to stretch out his arms to hug the people around him, but found Jin Miao leaning on the cushion, staring at the phone with a strange expression.

"Do you think I'm a fairy or a sweetheart?"

Huo Xinhong:? ? ?

Dazed for a moment, Huo Xinhong slowly stood up, rubbed his forehead to wake himself up, and took the phone from Jinmiao's hand:

"What are you looking at? Well..."

"how to think?"

Thinking of teasing him, Jin Miao raised his chin with his index finger, and raised his eyes intentionally:

"Which one does Mr. Huo like?"

"Frankly?"

After reading the entire report calmly, Huo Xinhong put down his phone and raised his eyebrows:

"I like challenging ones, such as turning a girl into a fairy in the bedroom, or making a fairy play a girl."

Jin Miao:! ! !

"However, there is one point that is right in it. The fragrance of wild flowers is not as good as that of domestic flowers."

Before Jin Miao could react, Huo Xinhong threw him down, half-closed his eyes and licked his lips:

"Since Mr. Jin's old attack left you alone in the empty room, why don't we let go and make out?"

Jin Miao: Why did you turn on some strange switch? !

On the way to work, Jin Miao briefly explained the misunderstanding in the newspaper to Cheng Yi, and it was no surprise that he got a series of "caught off guard dog food" and "lemons".

Jin Miao: No, didn’t you realize that was what I was wearing when I was in class with you yesterday? Did you think it was a stand-in?

Cheng Yi: It's too blurry to see clearly. The third-rate media are like this. There is a picture at the beginning, and the content is all edited.

"It's okay, I'll let Cheng Yu handle it."

There is no need to look at this kind of low-level media, and Huo Xinhong has already roughly guessed who is behind the scenes:

"I'll pick you up from get off work tonight."

Jin Miao: "Huh?"

When Jin Miao stepped into Pufen's gate, he obviously felt that there were more eyes looking at him from all around, and most of them were not friendly.

"Yo, I didn't realize that you are a rich man, so I'm sorry."

Pushing open the door of the preparation room, Jin Miao saw Liang Le and Qiu Boya sitting on the chairs. The former's attitude changed drastically when he saw him coming, and he stood up quickly, almost without pouring tea:

"Hello, lady boss!"

Jin Miao: Huh?

"It's no wonder that this kind of background can also make an exception to enter Puffin. A commoner like me who can only rely on himself, naively thinks that there are really companies in this world that only focus on capabilities."

Looking at Jin Miao with complicated eyes, Qiu Boya also stood up, and the sourness in his words couldn't be hidden:

"But it's not easy for you. You have to work hard to pretend to be calm and calm when you are at home."

"My family is fine, don't bother you."

Putting on the lab coat calmly, Jin Miao paused, and Chi asked:

"Why do you call me Mrs. Boss?"

"Isn't it?"

Looking at him in surprise, Liang Le showed a "suddenly enlightened" expression, and said with a smile:

"I understand, this is the trouble of too much family property! One-third of the shares here belong to Huo Xinhong, and he is one of the three major shareholders, so you are naturally the boss's wife. But I can roughly understand,"

She nodded self-righteously, she was envious, as if Jin Miao in front of her eyes would shine:

"My family only has dozens of hotel chains, and I can't even remember. Compared with other industries of the Huo family, this place is probably the same. No wonder you don't take it to heart. By the way, we can count as colleagues, you If there is a good way, remember to give me a line."

"okay,"

Her voice was as annoying as a fly, and Jin Miao couldn't help interrupting her, categorically refusing:

"We are not all the way, colleagues don't know how long we can be, please be careful."

Jin Miao has always had a good temper. It was the first time for Liang Le and Qiu Boya to see him showing such a sharp look. His face was serious, as if his heart stopped, and he dared not say a word.

"Then, when the time is up, I'll go in first."

Taking a deep breath, Jin Miao calmed down and walked towards the laboratory on his own.

Hearing the door slam shut, Liang Le covered his heart and muttered:

"It's kind of scary."

His eyes darkened, Qiu Boya gritted his teeth, and uttered a word after a long time:

"Walk."

"This is the impression you handed in yesterday,"

Glancing at the three people in front of her, Leiya said indifferently with a sarcasm smile on her lips:

"Let's enjoy it."

"A dazzling floral fragrance..."

Clapping dryly, Leya tore the paper into pieces in front of Liang Le, and said sarcastically:

"Perfect copywriting, even forgot to replace the brand name inside, is it very difficult for you to imitate human beings? Your kind in the zoo can still distinguish bananas from peaches, how did you smell jasmine in it? In a hangover dream ?”

"Fresh evening breeze, as comfortable as flying into the sky."

Shaking her head, Leya frowned, looking at Qiu Boya who was full of expectation:

"You are not suitable to be a perfumer, change careers quickly."

"why?"

For some reason, Qiu Boya seemed less emotional today than in the past. His breathing fluctuated a lot, and his voice raised unconsciously:

"What's wrong with my answer?"

"I'm asking for my impressions, there's no right or wrong. If you must want to know,"

Looking at him coldly, Leiya put her hands on the table and said proudly:

"What you write is like overnight brown bread. It's cold and hard. It's not warm at all. It's hard to swallow. Even if you just read it aloud, it makes me feel miserable."

Qiu Boya was not reconciled: "I will never give up!"

"Impossible."

Gazing at him blankly, Leia picked up the last piece of paper, raised her eyebrows:

"It's good to have clear water and shining water, and it's strange to see mountains empty and rainy."

"The sample contains fresh and pleasant citrus fruit aroma, elegant Tahitian gardenia, and a smooth woody aroma at the end. The bright and graceful blend is flawless, and it reminds people of the paradise on earth-West Lake."

Meeting her scrutinizing eyes, Jin Miao always had a slight smile on his mouth, and boldly proposed:

"It's just my personal opinion. If you want to express West Lake's 'heavy makeup and light makeup is always suitable', it would be better to add fig leaves and bergamot."

"Humph."

Uncompromising about his suggestion, Leia's hand holding the paper trembled slightly, walked to the window and opened it, with her back to the three of them.

Liang Le bumped Qiu Boya's arm: "What's going on?"

"Today's task is carried out outside, you can arrange it freely."

When Leiya turned her head back, her face seemed to have regained her composure, and she announced in a deep voice:

"The company has three greenhouses in the suburbs. Go there and learn the process of spice production. Because I'm busy, my assistant Ms. Zheng will lead the task tomorrow. Let's go."

So the three had no choice but to change their lab coats, take a shuttle bus to the suburbs, and endure the scorching heat to work in the greenhouse all day.

After driving the people away, Leya locked herself in the laboratory and called Xie Wanyun at noon:

"When can those three people be taken away?"

Xie Wanyun was extremely speechless to this capable subordinate: "It's only been three days, be patient, they will surprise you."

"You mean Mr. Jin, right? He's the most talented perfumer I've ever met, but I won't keep him."

Her knuckles tapped Jinmiao's answer sheet rhythmically, and Leya looked at the finished product that had just been adjusted according to Jinmiao's opinion, and sighed:

"It's too early for him to come here. As for the other two, I sincerely beg you to send them to Martin and Mello."

Xie Wanyun didn't understand: "Why?"

Leya smiled cruelly: "Because Martin and Moro are the opponents I hate the most, and I want them to suffer the same torture as me."

Xie Wanyun: ...

After finally getting off work, all three of them were tired and hungry, Liang Le suddenly said:

"The shuttle bus will take 15 minutes, and it will take another hour to drive back. Why don't you ask your driver to take us?"

Unexpectedly, Qiu Boya refused first: "I don't want it!"

Jin Miao also waved his hand: "Since there is a shuttle bus, there is no need, 15 minutes is not long."

"What, stingy."

Dissatisfied, Liang Le squinted and asked:

"Could it be true what was uploaded on the Internet? Do you really have any status in the Huo family?"

Ignoring her directly, Jin Miao walked towards the bus platform on his own, only to see a black Rolls Royce stop in front of him like lightning.

"Miaomiao, am I on time?"

Rolling down the car window, Huo Xinhong held a bouquet of perfumed lilies in his hand, got out of the car and proudly walked to the stunned Jin Miao, leaned into his ear, and kissed him in front of the other two:

"I deliberately didn't tell me that I changed the internship location, thinking I couldn't find it?"

"Are you Mr. Huo?"

An unpleasant voice sounded behind him, and Huo Xinhong's eyes flashed with displeasure. He hugged Jinmiao and said lightly:

"Hello."

Liang Le's eyes brightened: "I am..."

"I know who you are,"

Nodding his head slightly, the innate sense of coercion in his body made the surrounding air seem to freeze:

"Nice to meet you, but now it's off-duty time, please excuse me and my husband."

"Mr. Huo, Mr. Huo,"

Unexpectedly, it was Qiu Boya who spoke this time. He blushed and stepped forward:

"I know it's not very polite, but look, the bus won't arrive until a while later, is it convenient for me to take a ride?"

"inconvenient."

After sending Jin Miao into the car, Huo Xinhong closed the door and glanced at him:

"I want to live with my husband. I hope you understand."

Qiu Boya: ...

"Why don't you tell me that you are also a shareholder of Puffin?"

Smelling the sweet lily fragrance in his hand intoxicatedly, Jin Miao admitted that when Huo Xinhong suddenly appeared, every cell in his body cheered:

"I never heard that you are interested in perfume?"

"I really don't know much about it. This company was established by the three of us as a joke when we graduated from high school."

Shrugging casually, Huo Xinhong met him with an expression of looking at aliens with a funny face, and explained:

"Xie Wanyun's father has extensive connections in the European business world, and Phil is from the upper class in the UK. Working with them, I can make money without losing money. The important thing is that I have many contacts with their characters that I can trust. Let's not talk about this,"

With a half smile but not a smile, he squeezed Jin Miao's hand, Huo Xinhong lowered his face, pretending to be displeased:

"Knowing that I am the boss, but still not reporting me, what should this kind of employee do?"

"It's scary, the boss is angry."

Putting his arms around him, Jin Miao blinked and coaxed softly:

"Actually, I also prepared a little surprise for you."

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Huo Xinhong: I like the flowers in Waigaoling, which are coquettish and beautiful after closing the door; or the coquettish and beautiful Miaomiao is taken away by me...

Jin Miao: I shouldn't have asked you...

Two Songs on the Drinking Lake, Part Two

Author: Su Shi

The water is bright and clear, and the mountains are empty and rainy.

If you want to compare the West Lake with Xizi, light makeup and thick makeup are always suitable.