your little tail (GL)

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Ji Ling also stared at Mo Jingyu with calm eyes.

Mo Jingyu turned sideways and withdrew from between the two. "No."

He Mingwan took two steps forward with a charming smile. "It's not good for Director Qin to lie all the time."

"Mr. Mo has a bad memory. Since she forgot to have an appointment with me, I'll treat Ms. He to dinner." Qin Rou had no choice but to make a "please" gesture to He Mingwan.

"No need." He Mingwan's fingertips lightly landed on Qin Rou's shoulder, slid down along the shoulder, and pinched her fingertips.

"I don't like strong people. I hope that the next time Director Qin says he wants to invite me to dinner, it's because of his sincerity." After the words fell, he let go of Qin Rou's hand and turned around.

He Mingwan brushed her hair back, danced lightly around her waist, staggered her high heels, took soft steps, and left.

Qin Rou returned to her usual gentle appearance, and said with a gentle smile, "I'm leaving too."

Ji Ling tugged at Mo Jingyu's sleeve. "Director Qin doesn't seem to want to have dinner with you. I think you are quite pitiful, so I will share half of my meal with you."

The expression on his face seemed to be very reluctant.

The corners of Mo Jingyu's eyebrows twitched slightly, but he didn't speak.

Ji Ling didn't hesitate, and pushed Mo Jingyu onto the sofa to sit down. "You don't move, I'm going to get lunch."

It was as if Mo Jingyu had been cast with a fixed spell, and she couldn't even look away.

Chapter 32 Special Attraction

After lunch, Ji Ling leaned his head on Mo Jingyu's shoulder, and slid down, like a soft bone, and fell down, lying on Mo Jingyu's lap.

Mo Jingyu looked at her without saying a word.

Ji Ling closed her eyes. "Tell me, why do people get sleepy after eating?"

Mo Jingyu picked up the pillow beside her and covered Ji Ling's face. "Why you're sleepy I don't know, but I might have committed a crime."

About half a minute later, the pillow was still pressing on Ji Ling's face.

Unable to hold her breath, Ji Ling struggled to sit up and stared at Mo Jingyu in disbelief for a long time. "You really want to suffocate me!"

Due to the short-term lack of oxygen just now, the chest cavity expanded a little bit.

Without a trace, Mo Jingyu moved his eyes away from the violent ups and downs, and fixed his eyes on Ji Ling's face. "This way you will have a long memory next time."

Ji Ling pursed her mouth. "You are really a person without feelings. We have been friends for a long time anyway."

"Then you are really a person with rich feelings." Mo Jingyu's eyes drooped, and her tone was not very kind, "Others will accommodate you like this, but it doesn't mean that I can too. This kind of behavior transcends our relationship, and I don't want any next time."

Ji Ling really wanted to open Mo Jingyu's head to see what's inside.It was fine for the last minute, but now it's fierce again.

She quietly looked at Mo Jingyu for a while, wrinkled her eyes, and said angrily: "Then get out of the way, I'm going to take a nap."

Mo Jingyu looked away and got up.

Ji Ling hugged the "murder weapon" pillow in his arms, and slumped on the sofa with all his anger.

It looked like a puffer fish about to explode.

The house was silent.

Except for the breathing of the two of them.

It didn't take long.

The breathing of the person on the sofa became clearer and more regular.

Mo Jingyu took a blanket and covered Ji Ling, bent over, lost in thought.

She raised her left hand and stopped five centimeters away from the sleeping face.

Tracing in the void.

At that time, the person immersed in sleep giggled.

Mo Jingyu hurriedly straightened up, her face was ashamed as if she had been caught doing something wrong.

After a few more seconds, Mo Jingyu realized that Ji Ling hadn't woken up.

The man kept laughing, not knowing what dream he was having.

Mo Jingyu's facial features softened a lot, and there was a faint smile on his lips.Eyes and brows, a little spoiled, a little tender.

In reality, the beauty is like this, and the peach blossoms are red.

In Ji Ling's dream, it was a different scene.

In a quaint wooden house, Mo Jingyu was wearing a maid's clothes, her face was covered with soot,

With half a dry cornbread in his mouth, he held a dirty rag in his hand.

Ji Ling, on the other hand, was wearing a white double-breasted silk dress, wearing golden cloud-patterned boots, and holding a two-meter-long soft whip, looking heroic.

"Get down quickly! Wash the clothes after wiping the floor. The cabinets in the room must not have a little dust, and the vases must be so bright that they reflect light. If you can't finish your work today, you won't have anything to eat!"

While speaking, he took a whip and slammed the ground a few times, making a "cracking" sound.

"Be more obedient to me, otherwise...hehehe..." Ji Ling stretched out the whip on his hand, poking out the tip of his tongue and hooking the corners of his mouth.

"Miss, please spare me! I will be obedient!" Mo Jingyu lay obediently on the ground, sighed at a piece of dirt, and wiped it vigorously with a rag.

"Hahahahaha!" Ji Ling raised his head and burst out laughing.

And in the office, Mo Jingyu, who was sitting on the work chair, became more and more confused about what Ji Ling dreamed about, so he laughed so hard on the sofa that he couldn't breathe.

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Time always slips away quietly inadvertently.

From summer to autumn, the sun is still hot, but the air is not as sultry as before.

From an intern, Ji Ling officially became an employee of Blue Star Advertising.

However, she recently encountered something strange. Every day when she goes to work, the position of the mouse is different from the previous day.

If you let others go, you may not be able to detect such a subtle movement, but her sense of space is very strong, it is hard not to notice it.

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