Trajectory 2: entangled curves

"Boss Zhuge, you are being biased. Principal Wu has finished drinking his wedding wine, but where is ours?" someone joked.

Zhuge Qinuo knew they were just joking: "Don't worry, everyone continue now."

When I turned around again, Mibei was gone.

She went out and Mi Bei was waiting at the door.

She suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and the sigh made her legs go weak. Fortunately, Mi Bei held her up and she did not fall.

"Go to the office." Without a word, she staggered him to the office, then rushed into the office bathroom and vomited violently.

"How are you?" Mi Bei asked outside the door.

There was no answer inside.

Zhuge Qinuo washed, tidied, and took a few deep breaths before coming out.

After coming out, Zhuge Qinuo glanced at Mi Bei who was standing aside and asked, "Why are you here?" He sat down on the sofa and supported his forehead with his hands.

"Don't you not drink?" Mi Bei was still standing there with his hat and mask on, showing no intention of coming over.

"Handsome boy, did you remember something wrong?" Zhuge Qinuo narrowed his eyes and did not open them.

"Have you eaten?" she continued to ask.

Mi Bei: "Why are you doing this?" For some reason, the tone she used sounded very much like Huang Cangran questioning her.

Zhuge Qinuo: "How am I?"

"I saw it all." Mi Bei's voice was filled with anger.

Zhuge Qinuo looked indifferent: "And then?"

"Those men treated you like this." Mi Bei continued.

Zhuge Qinuo still closed her eyes. She felt dizzy and didn't want to continue the topic: "Have you eaten?"

"I don't like you like this." Mi Bei said, very directly.

Zhuge Qinuo finally looked up at him: "Oh, don't be silly. I just have to do this. Don't stand, sit down."

Mibei still stood.

Zhuge Qinuo stood up helplessly and walked to Mi Bei: "Just think of this as my job. Come, please sit down."

"Work?" he said angrily.

"Yes, just like filming is your job. You haven't eaten yet, right? If you want to eat something, I'll ask the kitchen to make it for you." Zhuge Qinuo said it calmly. She was a little unsteady on her feet, so she simply pretended to hold Mi Bei's hand enthusiastically, actually wanting to give herself some support.

She chose to ignore Mi Bei's questioning tone because she knew that he was working hard on the set. He must have squeezed out time to come so late, and she didn't want to be entangled in things that needed to be solved immediately during such a rare time.

Mi Bei looked at Zhuge Qinuo and grabbed her shoulders with both hands.

"What does he want to do? Have sex after drinking? Wasn't I the one drinking?" Zhuge Qinuo was so frightened by this sudden action that his brain almost shut down.

There was no kissing scene as she imagined. Mi Beiyi possessed her body, bypassing her face, and sucked hard on her neck. She dared to say that the force was almost the same as being bitten by a vampire.

"Hiss, it hurts." Zhuge Qinuo felt the pain, "Why are you crazy?"

"I'm crazy? You still feel pain?" Mi Bei stood up and said, "Aren't you allergic?"

Zhuge Qinuo immediately understood Mi Bei's intention. He didn't want her to drink anymore, so he asked her to pretend to be allergic.

"Are you childish?" Zhuge Qinuo covered his neck. "This isn't the case with allergies. This is..."

Zhuge Qinuo didn't want to say anything more and went out. She still had to finish the dinner party.

"Are you still going?" One could clearly hear the anger in Mi Bei's tone.

Zhuge Qinuo ignored him and walked out of the office directly. He asked the waiter to ask Mi Bei what he wanted to eat and prepare it according to his wishes.

Not long into the meal, a waiter came to her ear and said that a guest in a private room called the boss. Zhuge Qinuo said hello and left again.

I pushed open the door of another private room. There was a pile of food on the table. A man was sitting next to the table, wearing a hat, a mask and a backpack. Isn't this still Mibei?

"So you're the one who insists the boss show up when you go to a restaurant to eat." When Zhuge Qinuo saw that it was Mi Bei, he instantly relaxed, "Okay, I was in a bad mood just now, let's not make a fuss anymore. You eat, and if you want anything else, tell the waiter, it's all mine. After you finish eating, go to the office and wait for me. I'll come when I'm done."

She was about to leave when he grabbed her wrist and said, "Are you going to drink the wedding wine again?"

Zhuge Qinuo: "I..."

"Do you really enjoy drinking with a bunch of old men?"

"Okay, you say this is business, right? Then I am also your guest now. I also ask you to accompany me for dinner."

Mi Bei didn't give her a chance to speak and continued to attack.

"I know." Zhuge Qinuo knew that there was no way to end this peacefully without some ruthless moves. "Okay, then, Mr. Xiaomi, what would you like to drink?"

She suddenly changed her tone without any warning: "Red, white? Or do you want to drink something else? I'll order it for you."

As he spoke, he sat down in the seat next to Mibei.

There was no wine on the table, so Zhuge Qinuo poured Mi Bei a cup of tea: "Or should we drink some tea first?"

She picked up the cup and held it in front of Mibei. Mibei didn't say anything or move.

"Mr. Xiaomi, do you want to exchange cups even when drinking tea?" Zhuge Qinuo poured himself another cup of tea, brought the two cups to Mi Bei, and clinked them. The little man still said nothing and moved, his face livid.

Zhuge Qinuo had expected this and was not in a hurry. He did not stop teasing him, but put the cup on the table in front of him. Then, he turned around and sat on Mi Bei's lap.

Mi Bei was startled: "What are you doing?"

He was startled, but did not push the person on his lap away.

Zhuge Qinuo herself did not expect that the action could be so smooth and natural. Maybe she drank more alcohol and performed better. After she finished the action she imagined, she really sat on his lap. After smelling Mibei's scent, she instinctively wanted to escape, but she gritted her teeth and finished what she wanted to do.

If you don't speak or move, doesn't that mean you're angry?"

"The customer is angry, that's because our service is not up to par."

"Didn't you ask the boss lady to come over? Here I come, I'm serving you." Zhuge Qinuo didn't stop his hands while speaking, and he took off Mi Bei's hat and mask while talking.

There were traces of hairspray on his hair, his face was bare, his brows were furrowed, and his mouth was tightly pursed.

Zhuge Qinuo knew that he didn't like it, and might even be a little disgusted, but she couldn't care less.

He took the teacup and put it to Mibei's mouth, and put his other hand on his shoulder: "Well, are you satisfied with this?"

Her face was so close that there was only the space of a teacup between them.

"Don't do that!" Mi Bei turned his head away and blocked the cup with his hand. His tone softened, because he knew that Zhuge Qinuo would never do that to others, and she was just trying to provoke him.