Playing around in bed

When Zhou Chongxing was about to leave the conference room with the pile of documents in his arms, Lu Hui stopped him: "General Manager Zhou, I'm afraid you can't leave yet."

"Is there a problem?" Zhou Zhongxing's glasses slipped a little, he put the document back on the table, and supported the glasses with his free hand.

At this time, the people in the conference room had already left, Lu Hui opened another document on the computer, and said: "The project we cooperated with earlier, in terms of actual marketing plan, is different from your pre-planned plan. Where there are some conflicting ideas, we'd better hold another small meeting here and resolve them as soon as possible."

Zhou Zhongxing nodded in agreement, and the others left one after another. Lu Hui asked his secretary Xiao Wu to pour tea, so there were only the two of them left in the meeting room.

Although the two of them had similar views on work planning, they were more of an uncompromising negotiation when it came to the division of interests. Secretary Wu came in with freshly brewed tea, and then hurried out to say goodbye. to avoid the innocent being affected by stray bullets.Finally, after an hour of arguing, the two finally reached a Pareto-optimal negotiation result. Zhou Zhongxing revised the outline again, and Lu Hui called Secretary Wu to buy lunch.

"Buy me two lunches, mine is still the same," Lu Hui asked Zhou Chongxing while holding the phone, "What do you eat?"

"No need." Zhou Chongxing's tone was a little impatient by the dispute just now, and he just wanted to finish the work quickly.

Lu Hui covered the radio position of the phone with one hand, moved his head a little closer, his eyes were dangerous: "Say it again?"

Zhou Zhongxing knew that he often complained that he was as thin as a board and hugged someone. Although he felt that he was not as thin as he exaggerated, it would be a bit bad to be caught without lunch this time. Confessed, so he quickly changed his words: "Whatever."

"Whatever? That's the same as me." Lu Hui said in a low voice, then picked up his phone and told Secretary Wu: "Mr. Zhou said that his lunch is the same as mine. It's lighter. You must not put chili peppers, but you can put more peppers. .”

Zhou Chongxing looked at him, hesitating to speak several times but then holding back, wanting to explode but then restraining himself.Lu Hui held back his laughter for a while, coughed and said seriously, "You said whatever you wanted."

Lu Hui brought Zhou Zhongxing supper this week, so he naturally knew that Zhou Zhongxing's taste was very different from his own rational temperament.

"Let's go, go to my office for lunch." Lu Hui closed his notebook and smiled softly: "There is absolutely no surveillance inside."

Zhou Zhongxing sat on the chair and refused to move. After being pushed by Lu Hui a few times, he followed him to the office with a stinky face.

Secretary Wu was very efficient. Not long after, he knocked lightly on the door of Lu Hui's office with two packed delicate meals. Lu Hui asked him to put it on the table and waved his hand: "Go to lunch break."

"Okay, Mr. Lu and Mr. Zhou, please use it slowly." Secretary Wu happily slipped away.

The employees of the company also went to take their lunch break. Looking outside through the glass window, they could only see empty open desks. Lu Hui naturally walked over and pulled down the roller blinds of the office, isolating the outside world.

When he came back, he saw that his lunch box was already full of peppers. Zhou Zhongxing sat far away from him, eating lunch as if nothing had happened.

Lu Hui shook his head, moved his chair beside him, shared half of the meat in his bento box with Zhou Zhongxing, and Zhou Zhongxing was not polite, he ate all the meat given by Lu Hui first, and commented in dissatisfaction: "Bland and tasteless."

Mr. Lu, who is usually all-powerful in the office, is now silently eating peppers in his CEO's office, but his arrogance remains undiminished, and he scolds the people around him: "If you don't eat on time, you will have a bad stomach, and you will eat spicy things. When the time comes, if you have diarrhea, blame someone else for shooting him inside."

"Don't talk about those things when you're eating." Zhou Zhongxing frowned. He was about to put it down after eating a little because he didn't like the taste. I ate a few bites.

"Next time," Lu Hui suddenly said to him, "how about we try cooking while eating."

"You..." Zhou Zhongxing put down the bento box, feeling a little uneasy: "This is your office."

"The office during the lunch break," Lu Hui said, stretching his waist and raising his eyebrows, "everything is so timely."

"If you still remember, you said that you would not do anything for a week and let me rest," Zhou Zhongxing stood up and put the finished lunch in the trash can, "It's a pity that tomorrow is the official week, and now you can't do anything, Farewell."

"Then if you still remember," Lu Hui sat on the chair and smiled lazily, "You seem to owe me one more use of your mouth."

"Are you still here?" Zhou Zhongxing glared at him, picked up the documents on the table and was about to leave.

Lu Hui stopped him, and tightly bound him together with the stack of documents: "Give me one more mouthful, okay... I almost haven't vented this week, it's very uncomfortable..."

"You did it on your own." Zhou Zhongxing said with some resentment in his tone.

"Think about it, after twelve o'clock tonight, I can break the precept, and I will hold it in for so long until you can't bear it, so instead of this, you let me ejaculate first, and the pressure at night will not be so much Big," Lu Hui said in a persuasive manner, "Isn't it? Or have you endured this week long enough that I'm afraid I won't be able to satisfy you tonight?"

He snatched Zhou Zhongxing's documents and put them back on the table, sat himself on the chair in front of the desk, and forced him to sit on his lap. The two looked at each other disheveledly for a few seconds, Lu Hui firmly pressed the back of his head, and moved closer little by little, with his lips covering his lips.

"Open your mouth." Lu Hui's voice was very low, with a husky lingering lust.

Zhou Zhongxing raised his hand to cover his mouth, and ruthlessly refused: "I think it's disgusting to kiss without brushing my teeth after eating."

Lu Hui paused, and after a while, he pushed him away and started laughing with his mouth covered, his shoulders trembling from laughing: "You are really... Fuck, you are too good at ruining the atmosphere."

Zhou Zhongxing had a flash of inspiration and said, "Similarly, I can't help you if you don't brush your teeth. There are a lot of bacteria in your mouth."

Lu Hui said regretfully: "Isn't that a pity, it's rare that you are willing, if you have washing tools, you can help me solve my physical problems."

Zhou Chongxing nodded, "I have nothing to do, I'll go back first..."

Before he finished speaking, he watched Lu Hui open the cabinet at the bottom of the desk, and took out an unopened toothbrush and a half-used bottle of mouthwash.

"I asked Secretary Wu to buy it when I was staying overnight at the company. Fortunately, he also bought two new toothbrushes for me to replace." Lu Hui spread his hands.

"Are you kidding me?" Zhou Chongxing said.

Lu Hui patted his head, and said tenderly, "Go and brush your teeth while there is no one on lunch break."

Zhou Zhongxing went out with a cold face. Before leaving, Lu Hui added fuel to the fire: "If you love cleanliness, don't brush for too long. It won't be good until other people come back."

Bang!

The door was slammed shut.