My little boyfriend is cruel and obedient

When Jiang Biegu returned to the office during the intermission of the meeting, he found a person lying on the sofa. He didn’t know when he came. A book of Mathematical Olympiad covered his face as if he had fallen asleep. Jiang Biegu immediately turned around and looked behind him. The people in the project team signaled them to take it easy.

Ding Cheng followed Jiang Biegu's line of sight, saw the fault tolerance on the sofa, and smiled, with a familiar expression.

At this time of summer, the air conditioner in the office was turned on very low, and he fell asleep in short-sleeved shorts. He was about to take the high school entrance examination. Jiang Bie didn't want him to have a headache, so he took off his suit, walked over and gently covered him. body.

The fault tolerance of these two years is not what it was at the beginning. He has a sense of security in the territory that belongs to Jiang Biegu. He will not wake up if there is any slight movement, and he will be more at ease. Came directly to Jiang Biegu's company, sometimes to study, sometimes to rest, coming and going as freely as at home.

Just like it is now.

But maybe it was fault tolerance who didn't sleep soundly this time, woke up as soon as the clothes covered his body, took the book off his head, revealed a youthful face, and bent over when he saw Jiang Biegu Eyebrows:

"elder brother."

"Didn't fall asleep?"

"Thinking about it." Rong Rong sat up and said, "I fell asleep after thinking about it."

"Go to sleep if you are tired."

There is a lounge in Jiang Biegu's office, and fault tolerance has slept in it many times. He knows that Jiang Biegu asked himself to go to the lounge, but he really doesn't feel sleepy:

"Not sleepy, I'm going to wash my face."

After speaking, he got up from the sofa, nodded and greeted everyone behind Jiang Biegu, and then left the office. Every move was extremely measured, and he was no longer the one who followed him and used ruthlessness to pretend to be himself. It's a child.

In the past six months, every time Jiang Biegu stood with Rong Fault, he felt a sense of separation. He felt that the young man in front of him who was about to grow to be as tall as himself was not the thin and small boy he brought back.

But the facts have proved that this person is really fault-tolerant. He is already 16 years old, and he is a boy with a height of 177. He is no longer malnourished, and his physical fitness is surprisingly good. He also likes basketball while studying.

Jiang Biegu saw that Rong Cuo had left the office, so he sat down on the nearby sofa, picked up the books on Rong Rong's sofa, put them on the table, and began to discuss with everyone the request made by Party A in the meeting just now.

Fault Tolerance is already a frequent visitor in Jiang Biegu's company. Because the school is close, he will always come to Jiang Biegu's company after school to wait for him to go home together, so there is almost no place that Fault Tolerance is unfamiliar with in the whole company. , most of the employees also know him.

Fault Tolerance happened to pass by the meeting room when he was going to the bathroom. Probably someone had just come out and the door was not closed properly. Fault Tolerance heard the voice of conversation inside:

"I heard that Jiang is always deaf, but I didn't look like that just now."

Fault Tolerance took a look inside, and found that none of these people were employees of Jiangbie's old company, and they should be from other companies to discuss cooperation.

"He can lip talk, and he only knows what you say when he watches you speak."

"Really? I didn't expect such a person to be in this position. Is there someone behind it?"

"I don't know, but there is one thing that has been widely spread..." The speaker approached another person and whispered something, and the other person showed a look of disgust: "You look like a human, so disgusting?"

Fault tolerance doesn't know what the other party said, but it is not difficult to judge from the expression and words of the other person that it is definitely not a nice word, and there is an urge to beat someone for no reason, but he gritted his teeth, did he rush in? .

This is Jiang Biegu's company, if something happened, Jiang Biegu had to come forward to solve it, he was not that stupid, he was so stupid that he wanted to cause Jiang Biegu this trouble, so even though he was angry, he endured it and walked away.

Tolerance for this matter was originally a long-term plan, but when he was washing his face in front of the sink, he saw in the mirror that the man who said he was disgusting in the meeting room just now walked in while making a phone call. He didn't seem to expect that there was someone in the bathroom, and After the fault-tolerant eyes met in the mirror, he lowered his voice subconsciously, and walked into the room:

"Okay, I'm going to have a meeting outside, and I'll accompany you when I get back... Be good, don't move your tires... Impossible, can you trust me? I will accompany you first, and then go to accompany me Wife, I didn't tell her I was going back..."

Tolerance turned off the faucet, put away the phone, and walked out.

When he returned to the office, Jiang Biegu was the only one left. He leaned back on the sofa and closed his eyes to rest his mind. He walked over with tolerance, and sat cross-legged on the floor to read in order not to disturb him. Then Jiang Biegu's voice sounded:

"When will your problem of sitting on the ground be corrected?"

Tolerance looked up at him upon hearing the sound, and asked:

"Tired?"

"Not as tired as you." Jiang Biegu said, "Did you get the results of the preliminaries of the math competition?"

"Yeah." Tolerance nodded: "The results are not satisfactory, No.2."

Is it unsatisfactory to get a No.2 result?Jiang Biegu smiled and didn't bother to say him:

"I originally wanted to take you to celebrate. Since you think it's not ideal, then you don't have to go out to eat at night, just eat at home."

Fault tolerance also smiled: "There are no ingredients, let's go to the supermarket when we go back."

Jiang Biegu nodded, before he could say anything, Tolerance looked in the direction of the door, Jiang Biegu looked over and found that Ding Cheng was standing there at some point:

"Mr. Jiang, the meeting is about to begin."

"Okay." Jiang Bie got up and picked up the suit, which he was going to put on, but seeing Rong Cuo's cool clothes, he threw it to him: "The high school entrance examination will be in less than a month, don't catch a cold. "

Tolerance took over: "Thank you brother."

After Jiang Biegu left, Tolerance didn't do any more questions, and went directly downstairs to the front desk.

No one in the company doesn't know Fault Tolerance, especially in the past two years, Fault Tolerance's height has grown rapidly, and his face has grown. He is a sunny and beautiful boy, so the female employees in the company also like to tease him, although Fault Tolerance Most of them are aloof and don't care much about people, but this does not prevent him from being very successful in the company. After all, this is an era of looking at faces.

He was good-looking, and he was from Jiangbie, so after Fault Tolerance spoke, the front desk told Fault Tolerance which company the visitor was today and who they were, and Fault Tolerance thanked him politely and left.

Jiang Biegu's meeting was extremely lengthy, and he didn't see Jiang Biegu again throughout the afternoon, and until the sun went down, he finished two sets of test papers, and Jiang Biegu returned to the office. Rong Rong sat in his seat and didn't drive him away, he pushed the chair aside, bent over to use the computer, Rong Rong got up and returned the chair to him, Jiang Biegu felt the chair hit his knee position without looking back:

"No, it will be fine soon."

Fault Tolerance didn't bother him anymore, he just packed up his books and checking papers on the desktop and put them in his schoolbag. When Jiang Biegu turned off his computer and got up, Fault Tolerance had already put on his schoolbag and was holding his suit jacket, Jiang Biegu smiled, took the coat he handed over and walked out together with him:

"Do you want to eat something?"

"No." Tolerance said, "Don't pick anything, you can eat whatever I do."

Jiang Bie smiled:

"you do?"

"Well, I do."

Jiang Biegu was too busy and traveled frequently. Even in Beicheng, he had little time to eat at home. Jiang Biegu found a nanny for Tolerance. He resisted very much, so there are only part-time workers in the family until now, but he has been arranged by fault tolerance to come in less often. Most of him cooks by himself, and his craftsmanship is not bad.

The two went to the supermarket, walking side by side, and the rate of return was very high. Even when buying beef, the salesperson still weighed the weight and gave Tolerance two taels more. Tolerance wanted to refuse, but the bag was already sealed. Looking at Jiang Biegu, he was smiling, and he had no choice but to thank him for his fault.

After buying the ingredients, fault tolerance remembered that there were still two kinds of seasoning at home, so they went to the seasoning area together, Jiang Biegu asked him:

"It's so popular in supermarkets, so there must be a lot of suitors in school, right? Are you in a relationship?"

Fault tolerance looked at Jiang Biegu in shock:

"I'm only 16, and I'm going to take the high school entrance exam soon."

Jiang Biegu smiled: "Why are you excited, just ask casually."

Tolerant ignored him, took the condiments he needed and left, Jiang Biegu followed behind, but before he got out of the seasoning area, Tolerant suddenly stopped the car, if Jiang Biegu hadn't been distracted, he might have crashed Go to fault tolerance:

"Did you forget to buy something?"

Tolerance looked back at Jiang Biegu: "What about you?"

"What about me?"

"You are already 30, when will you fall in love?" Tolerance asked.