If you don't speak, you can donate your mouth

Jiang Mingyue regained consciousness and quickly withdrew her foot, and asked him unnaturally, "Where did you sleep yesterday?"

Zhong Zhao straightened up and sat beside him, typing for him to read, "I didn't sleep at your house, I will go home to sleep at night."

Jiang Mingyue raised her head suddenly, yesterday he fell asleep very late, it was almost one o'clock, and this person rushed back to sleep at his own home, no one would believe such an argument.He asked suspiciously, "Did you go back so late?"

Zhong Zhao didn't show any guilty expression, and nodded very frankly, "Don't worry, I won't sleep here without your permission."

A high-sounding hypocrisy.

"Oh, then you took my key without permission?" Jiang Mingyue thought it was funny, what kind of double standard principle was this.

"I can take care of you," he replied.

"Thank you for your kindness, but?" Jiang Mingyue didn't care if his mouth was poisonous or not, "Let someone take care of your left arm first."

"I don't need your care." Jiang Mingyue said this sentence again, he didn't need a sick number to take care of him anyway, which made everyone ugly.

Zhong Zhao pondered for a while, and when Jiang Mingyue thought he was going to let it go and really had nothing to say, he slowly typed a few words, making waves in the silent chest, Zhong Zhao said, "I need your care. "

"I can't do it alone."

……

Even though he couldn't hear any sound, he could strangely imagine Zhong Zhao's voice when he said these words. It was low, hoarse, alone, and full of loneliness.Jiang Mingyue tightened her heart immediately, and even her expression became indifferent and serious. Zhong looked at him with such an uneasy expression, afraid that he would be unhappy, afraid that he would think it was a lie, and afraid that he would misunderstand his loyalty to tell the truth.

In fact, Jiang Mingyue panicked. He was so panicked that he could only use indifference to resist such words, and he was so disturbed that he could only cover up his beating heart with seriousness.

Zhong Zhao could only continue to please him, and sent a lot of words to show that he had no second thoughts and promised to be obedient.

"I'll come to see you during the day, and I really won't stay at night."

"You can ask me to do anything, you can order me as you like."

"Don't drive me away, I..."

Zhong Zhao didn't know what to say, and anxiously grabbed Jiang Mingyue's hand and put it on his chest, approaching Jiang Mingyue's head, almost touching his forehead, so close that his breath intertwined.Jiang Mingyue put her palms against his heart, felt the vigorous and hot chest, watched his mouth open and close, was so anxious that she forgot that she couldn't hear the sound and was only focused on defending, her eyes were moist.

Jiang Mingyue clicked his tongue, his mind fluttered and he maintained a good-looking demeanor, he pulled his hand away from his fiery chest, and said through gritted teeth: "I'm annoying you to death." The tone was impatient and impatience, which could be heard in Zhong Zhao's ears No, he agreed.

The corners of Zhong Zhao's eyes were red with excitement, he just wanted to hold his lovely sweetheart in circles, held back under the control of reason, he's only staying here now, and in front of him is still full of crimes and trust low.

But being by Jiang Mingyue's side was already very satisfying.

……

At noon, Jiang Mingyue was going to cook. The apron was wrapped around her slender waist, outlining a well-proportioned curve, and her straight long legs were hidden in dark pajama pants. In the world, only Zhong took care of his truly attractive and enthusiastic appearance, and willingly became his captive and servant, wanting to love him well and love him more.

Zhong Zhao watched him cook and helped him listen to the sound. He also persuaded him to go out to eat. Jiang Mingyue had already taken out a kitchen knife lightly, so Zhong Zhao didn't dare to speak again.

When Jiang Mingyue was chopping the tenth pepper, Zhong Zhao stopped him and hurriedly typed for him. "Your ears are uncomfortable now, it's best not to eat too spicy food."

Jiang Mingyue cut the peppers into small pieces and continued working as if he didn't see them. He likes spicy food the most. A life without spicy food is impossible to be happy. Eat, now that Jiang Mingyue has freed his head, let him go.Pressing the slender fingers on the bright red pepper, he really regarded himself as a deaf person.

Looking at these peppers, Zhong Zhao felt his stomach burning, and he was even more afraid that these peppers would make Jiang Mingyue's ears uncomfortable. He knew that Jiang Mingyue was upset, but he still had no choice but to type a lot of words to persuade him not to eat now, and the screen of the phone almost froze Jiang Mingyue's face blurred, Jiang Mingyue tilted his head, put down the kitchen knife, the kitchen knife and the chopping board made a loud sound, Jiang Mingyue turned sideways to Zhong Zhao and stretched out his hand to slowly rise, pressing green fingers on his lips, pointing Belly pressing and groping for the thin lips, along the lip line little by little across the edge, Zhong Zhao stood there blankly and let him stroke, his mind went blank and even moved closer to Jiang Mingyue to stroke, like a big golden retriever rubbing against its owner and wanting to touch his head and hug him hold the same.

With her eyes downcast, Jiang Mingyue's mood suddenly improved, she smiled softly, her eyes were bent and she was full of energy, as if she was being amused by something.He looks so pretty when he smiles, Zhong Zhao only has this thought in his mind, he forgets to breathe and only wants his smile to last longer.

He didn't wake up until the burning sensation of his lips hit him.It was so hot that I felt my lips were about to swell, and I gasped for breath trying to relieve the spicy taste on it.

It turned out that Jiang Mingyue was so happy because he put all the chili peppers on his mouth.

Jiang Mingyue smiled brightly, Zhong Zhao's embarrassment made him forget the unhappiness just now, and he said lightly, "Shut up, Yang Guo."

At that time, Zhong Zhao was so hot that he couldn't speak, his nose and forehead were sweating, he drank a glass of cold water to pour out the heat, and the spicy feeling and the vaguely gentle touch just now couldn't be washed away, he couldn't get angry at all, seeing Jiang Ming Yue Xiao's appearance made him put down all his armor and knelt down to beg for mercy.

Zhong Zhao still sent another sentence, "Is it okay not to eat spicy food, you can't eat spicy food now."

Jiang Mingyue's smile just now has not dissipated, and the corners of her mouth are still hooked. "Then you can't eat greasy things."

"Like cake."

Flaws must be reported, Zhong Zhao nodded.

You don't have to eat anything, it's up to you.

……

Zhong Zhao came to Jiang Mingyue's house during the day, which created a problem - what to do with Zhong Zhao's work.

Zhong Zhao replied in this way. "Anyway, I'm injured, so I'll rest until the injury recovers." But many things need Zhong Zhao's signature and handling.

Many things were resolved by phone or video, or arranged for subordinates to deal with, and the documents were ordered to be sent to Jiang Mingyue.

Sometimes this happens. When Jiang Mingyue's little assistant delivered things, he saw Zhong Zhao's eyes widened in the boss's house, and he cursed in his heart: "Wow, why is the boss with this scumbag again?" ，啊啊啊啊啊啊，你怎么能吃回头草！！？”有时候是钟照的秘书送来陌生地方，看到钟照在江明玥身边呼寒问暖的样子，吃惊地马上在Gossip in the small group: "Guess what I saw! Our big boss is completely screwed, like a different person."

Jiang Mingyue looked at the stack of documents, frowned and asked him, "Are you working here?"

Zhong Zhao nodded obediently.

Jiang Mingyue snorted coldly, "Why is there only one desk in my study, do you want me to let you?"

Zhong Zhao held a small plate of documents in one hand, turned his head to look around, and finally sat cross-legged on the ground next to the sofa, put the documents on the glass table next to the sofa, picked up a pen in his right hand and pointed This table means that I can sit here and do my work without disturbing him.

Jiang Mingyue saw that Zhong Zhao's long legs were wronged, his left arm was covered with a thick plaster cast, his back was straightened to prevent the wound on his back from cracking, and he kept flipping through the files, as if he had piled up a lot of work.

He bit his lip and held back what he wanted to say, what did he want to say, he wanted to say that you shouldn't waste your time here, he wanted to ask if your wound hurt like this, he wanted to ask what's the point of this .

He sees through such scheming behavior without saying anything, Zhong Zhao sat upright as if he didn't do anything, and smiled playfully as if he was not the cold person before, glibly saying that he didn't feel any pain.

With such a despicable trick, he jumped into the pit without hesitation like a fool.

He... feels distressed.

……

On the night of Zhong Zhao's first week in Jiang Mingyue's house, a cake box appeared on the dining table.

The author says:

Yang Guo also lost his left arm hahahahahaha.The humble photo is actually a bit funny, Little Moon still feels sorry for Xiao Zhao, and rewards him with a small cake.If I have time before the exam, I will work harder and write more.Thank you for waiting for my little ones, I love you!