Surprise! Whose little green tea is 1.9 meters tall?

After the meeting, Chi Qinghe almost ran back.

Everyone in the company became extremely interested in the person in the office, wanting to know who could make their reserved and self-respecting president so nervous.

"Finally you're back. I've been waiting for so long that the flowers have gone cold."

Jin Taolang lazily propped up his head and shouted at Chi Qinghe who was walking towards the compartment as soon as he entered the door.

"He won't wake up for twenty minutes. Come and eat something first. You haven't even had lunch yet."

Chi Qinghe kept walking, "I'll take a look at him first and come back later."

Jin Taolang was very suspicious of the "while" in his words, but he didn't stop him. He curled up on the sofa and continued playing games.

Chi Qinghe walked into the room lightly and raised his hand to touch Gong Huasui's face.

It’s better than this morning, at least the temperature has dropped.

I brought a basin of cold water and planned to help him wipe his body.

At the age of eighteen, Gong Huasui's figure could already be described as perfect. Now at the age of twenty-three, her youthfulness has faded, and she has acquired a touch of dazzling maturity.

The chest muscles, abdominal muscles and mermaid line are beautiful and clear, with smooth contours, which is definitely the most favorite existence under the photographer's lens.

The skin is still very white and tender. It turns red when pressed. It is fragile and sensitive, but under each muscle, there is a terrifying power that is enough to tear the iron door apart.

Touching a body like this, it would be a lie to say that I didn't have any thoughts.

Chi Qinghe tried his best to control his heartbeat, wiped his upper body expressionlessly, and then quickly put down the clothes.

I went to the bathroom to change the water and calmed my disordered and rapid breathing.

The sound of water splashing could be heard.

Chi Qinghe looked at his red-eared self in the mirror and cursed silently.

He is such a beast. He is sick every year, but he still has these idle dreams.

The upper body went smoothly, but the lower body became a problem. Chi Qinghe held the towel and persisted. He took two deep breaths before making up his mind and grabbing his belt to push it in.

Suddenly, my wrist was grabbed by a strong force.

The force was so strong that it almost crushed his wrist bones, but it quickly relaxed.

Immediately afterwards, a low, sexy laugh drifted into my ears, along with hot breath spraying on my earlobe.

"Qinghe, there are people outside."

The towel fell with a clatter.

Chi Qinghe, like a philandering thief caught in the act, quickly withdrew his hand, "I'm not helping you... You're sweating, wipe it off and you'll feel better."

"Wipe it off?"

"Yes, it's just as well that you're awake. Just... do it yourself."

Gong Huasui stared at the damp, cold towel on his lower abdomen with regret, muttering softly, "It would have been better if he had woken up a little later."

There was no light on in the room and the blinds were closed. The white light coming in from the office through the crack in the door was the largest source of light in the room.

Chi Qinghe was glad that the room was dim at the moment, concealing all his inappropriate and straightforward emotions.

He pretended not to hear Gong Huasui's muttering and coughed twice, "Does your head still hurt? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

“It hurts so much, it’s so uncomfortable~”

Gong Huasui took this opportunity to lean lightly into Chi Qinghe's arms and act coquettishly.

"Qinghe, I don't have the strength to lift the towel. I can't wipe it. Can you help me~"

Chi Qinghe rubbed his hair softly, "I'm afraid not."

"why?"

He replied with what Gong Huasui had just said, "There are people outside."

"The door is locked, so he can't get in and can't see us doing bad things secretly." Gong Huasui blinked, his tone unable to hide his anticipation.

Chi Qinghe scratched his nose helplessly, "You also know that you are doing something bad. Do you remember that you are a patient now?"

"I remember, but I'm a patient with a fever. I need to sweat more and exercise more to get better faster."

Gong Huasui read these words in a hoarse voice next to Chi Qinghe's ear. His tone was lingering, ambiguous and very suggestive.

Chi Qinghe's Adam's apple rolled, and the hand on his waist did not get a response, so it moved restlessly.

Chi Qinghe inevitably recalled the scene of the two of them entangled this morning.

Sui Sui was young, so it was okay for him to be a little impulsive, but he couldn't just follow suit. There were people waiting outside, and most importantly, the door was not locked...

He hurriedly pulled Gong Huasui away, his voice much hoarse than at the beginning.

"I really can't today."

“But I feel so bad~”

The space was dim, and the greed and desire in Gong Huasui's eyes were clearly visible. He grabbed Chi Qinghe's hand and pressed it down. When their hands touched, he became even more excited. He kissed and bit Chi Qinghe's equally hot skin.

"Help me... Qinghe... I feel so uncomfortable..."

The young man's voice beside his ear was faintly tinged with tears, and the anxiety and restlessness directly struck Chi Qinghe's few remaining rational minds.

Since this morning, he has felt a sense of guilt towards Gong Huasui and wants to indulge and tolerate everything about him, and his bottom line unconsciously becomes lower and lower.

He swallowed hard, thinking that if he could finish the battle quickly, he wouldn't be discovered...

He curled his fingertips slightly, and immediately heard Gong Huasui's hoarse humming in his ears. His neck was rubbed by the soft fur of the kitten, and a series of hot and wet kisses lingered on his chin. The sticky urging voice successfully broke down Chi Qinghe's last psychological defense.

Just as he was about to take action, his cell phone suddenly rang.

The cold white light of the screen broke the heated atmosphere between the two.

When he saw Jin Taolang sending him a question mark, his confused mind suddenly became clear.

Gong Huasui also saw the content on the screen, his eyes focused on the note at the top -

Jin Taolang?

Jin Sanyue.

Mistress!

Gong Huasui's alarm bells rang instantly. He tried his best to conceal the bloodlust in his words and pretended to be indifferent, "Qinghe, who is he?"

"friend."

Chi Qinghe hurriedly covered Gong Huasui with the quilt, quickly wiped his hands with a wet towel, and stiffly changed the subject, "Are you hungry?"

Being interrupted midway, Gong Huasui's face was filled with annoyance, but his tone was sweet, "You want to take me out to eat? A couple's meal!"

"We'll go eat when you're better. You're sick now and can't eat anything with strong seasonings. The assistant has already ordered dinner for us. It's outside and we can eat now."

"It doesn't matter. As long as I can eat with you, it's a couple's meal."

"Actually... there is another person." Chi Qinghe was a little embarrassed.

Speak of the devil, and here he appears. As soon as he finished speaking, Jin Taolang's footsteps came closer. He turned the door, and the light from outside rushed in. Gong Huasui reflexively narrowed his eyes.

Jin Taolang stood with his back to the light, his voice lazy, "Qinghe, you said it would only take a moment, and twenty minutes have passed."

The moment he recognized the person, Gong Huasui subconsciously showed an attacking attitude, and his eyes, which had been tender and affectionate just now, instantly turned cold.

"Why are you here."

Jin Taolang: "Why can't I be here? I ordered all your meals."

There was an inexplicable conflict between Chi Qing and Qiguai, "You..."

Gong Huasui curled his lips, "Not familiar."

Jin Taolang chuckled and said slowly, "Old acquaintance."

"Who says we are old acquaintances?"

"No fight, no acquaintance. You almost disfigured me last night. How can we not be considered old acquaintances?"

After he finished speaking, Gong Huasui immediately shut down and hurriedly grabbed Chi Qinghe's hand.

"I didn't hit anyone on purpose. He just said all sorts of weird things to provoke me, and that's why I couldn't control myself... I... I... I'm not violent at all... I don't have any violent tendencies..."

The more he spoke, the more anxious he became, and tears even welled up in his eyes. Chi Qinghe immediately felt distressed, and without bothering to find out the truth, he helped him wipe away his tears bit by bit.

But the tears showed no sign of stopping. Chi Qinghe's heart felt like it was being squeezed and he felt extremely uncomfortable.

He leaned over to sit on the bed, pulled him into his arms, stroked his back, and spoke softly to comfort him.

"I know, I know everything, don't cry..."

At the same time, Jin Taolang looked at Gong Huasui's provocative look at him, speechless.

Mu Tou must have learned bad things from this guy.

Damn green tea!