The big guy is different from the outside [Transmigration Book]

At night, Ying Zhaoli lay on the bed giggling and watching the dizzying videos on the phone.

"Honey, do I still have to go to your company tomorrow?" Ying Zhaoli suddenly thought of this question.

If you want to go, it means that you still have to practice calligraphy, you are tired, and you are already tired.

The worst Ying Mingde!Get yourself back!

"What do you think?" Wu Nanfei didn't say whether he wanted to go or not.

"I don't think we should go." Ying Zhaoli began to play dumb.

Wu Nanfei: "..."

Wu Nanfei laughed.

Ying Zhaoli quickly said, "Okay, let's go."

He just saw it!He saw it!Wu Nanfei definitely wanted to spank my ass just now!

Fortunately, I reacted quickly, otherwise he would have succeeded!

Ying Zhaoli patted her own small chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

"So nervous?" Wu Nanfei asked again.

"No! I'm not nervous!" Ying Zhaoli emphasized, "I really like practicing calligraphy."

Woohoo, the hateful Ying Mingde, let him come back so early to practice calligraphy.

"As long as you have practiced your calligraphy well, you don't need to practice." Wu Nanfei adjusted the pillow under his body.

"Really?" Ying Zhaoli approached, his eyes sparkling, "What kind of calligraphy can be regarded as mastered."

"It can be seen that it is a word." Wu Nanfei did not hesitate.

This time it was Ying Zhaoli's turn to be silent. Didn't his previous words really look like words? He could still tell, why Wu Nanfei was so obsessed with his words, he didn't understand.

Ying Zhaoli didn't say that he should prove it to him now, and wait until tomorrow!If I go tomorrow, I can see the handsome guy for two more days, that's great.

So I'm really lazy, I just want to see handsome guys, I don't want to practice calligraphy.

The villain in Ying Zhaoli's mind was almost in circles in a hurry.

Ying Zhaoli sighed, the villain is diligent, he is not diligent, just complement each other.

"It's time to sleep." Ying Zhaoli put down his phone, it was the first time he asked to go to bed so early.

Wu Nanfei was surprised, but complied with him, turned around and turned off the bedside lamp.

In the middle of the night, Wu Nanfei woke up. Looking at the white and tender body that kept twisting towards him, he fell into silence again.

He kept arching into his arms, like a little pig, and stopped peacefully after finding a warm source of heat.

Wu Nanfei moved away a little, and found his position exactly like the radar. After resting his head on his chest, he didn't move immediately, and put his hands up to prevent the heat source from escaping like just now.

This is, his seal was lifted yesterday?I didn't sleep like this before.

Wu Nanfei had no choice but to fall asleep like this.

Waking up in the morning, Ying Zhaoli found himself in Wu Nanfei's arms again, and was too frightened to move.

Ying Zhaoli thought to himself, maybe it was Wu Nanfei who wanted to hug him, but he was too embarrassed to say so, so he sneaked into his arms at night, and forgot to let go in the morning, and he finally found out.

The more Ying Zhaoli thought about it, the more he felt that he had found the answer, and fell asleep again with peace of mind, and hugged Wu Nanfei even tighter, wanting to lock him in place.

For the next few days, Ying Zhaoli found himself waking up in Wu Nanfei's arms in the morning, and became more and more sure of his thoughts.

Unexpectedly, Wu Nanfei was still so shy, if he wanted to hug him, he would not refuse.

Unexpectedly, the boss still has the habit of sleeping and hugging people, or he was not very sensible before, and he didn't know how to lean on him.

Ying Zhaoli got up from the bed in high spirits today, and even pulled Wu Nanfei, changing her previous habit of wanting to stay in bed.

Today is the last day for him to practice calligraphy, and he must make Wu Nanfei look at him with admiration.

"Hurry up, let's go to the company, and I'll show you how the calligraphy I've been practicing for so long is doing."

Wu Nanfei: I can see the results of your handwriting practice every day.

"Okay." Wu Nanfei got up from the bed.

After waiting for Ying Zhaoli to enter, he looked down at the hand that Ying Zhaoli had just grabbed.

It seems to be a little hotter than usual.

After the two changed their clothes, they came down from upstairs.

Mr. Wu happened to be eating in the restaurant. He looked up after hearing the movement, and stopped the two of them: "Why did you get up so early today?"

He knew that these two grandsons had to go to the company every day, but he didn't know what to do when Ying Zhao left the company, but seeing the relationship between the two of them getting better and better every day, Mr. Wu felt happy.

"Let's go to the company early." Ying Zhaoli flew back for Wu Nan.

"Why don't you sleep a little longer, it's cold now, remember to put on more clothes, you'll be shivering when you go out with such little clothes." Mr. Wu was careful.

Of these two people, one is in a suit and the other is in casual wear, both of which are thin.

"Grandpa I know." Ying Zhaoli nodded.

He saw that the wind outside was not too strong, so he chose this set. Anyway, after leaving the villa, he would go to the car and wouldn't stand outside for a long time, so he didn't care.

"Then let's go first, Grandpa." Ying Zhaoli spoke again.

"Don't you want to eat breakfast?" Mr. Wu shouted loudly.

"No grandpa, let's go to the company to eat!" Ying Zhaoli turned around and shouted loudly.

After the two left the villa, Wu Nanfei was hurriedly pushed into the car by Ying Zhaoli.

When he got to the office, Ying Zhaoli took a blank piece of paper and wrote.

He was extra serious this time.

"You don't want to practice calligraphy so much?" Wu Nanfei stared at his handwriting.

"Yes." Ying Zhaoli blurted out.

He doesn't like to practice calligraphy. He has been like this since he was a child. No matter how hard he practices, he can't practice well. It is estimated that this time it will be the same as before. After a day or two of good calligraphy, he will return to the original point.

In fact, he really wanted to practice well at the beginning, but as time passed, he felt that it was okay to look at it this way, and it was also a characteristic of him that others could not learn.

And he had already made inquiries, and Wu Nanfei didn't have much to do in the next few days, so he could just go out and play, with nothing to do.

Ying Zhaoli finished writing quickly, and handed it to Wu Nanfei: "Look, I wrote this, and it has changed a lot from before. How is this time? Have you passed it yet?"

Ying Zhaoli looked at him expectantly.

Wu Nanfei looked at Ying Zhaoli's nervous face, he suddenly wanted to say that this character is unqualified, and he still needs to practice in the office for a few days.

But when he looked at Ying Zhaoli's hard-written words, he couldn't speak again.

This word can be said to be very different from the first day, but it can still be seen that there is a shadow of Ying Zhaoli.

"Okay." Wu Nanfei said lightly.

How do you look at it, Wu Nanfei is a little unhappy?Does he want to be forced to practice calligraphy all the time?

demon!This is the devil! !It's better to let him be spanked all the time, for one minute at a time.

"Then when shall we go out to play?" Ying Zhaoli leaned forward.

"Go out to play?" Wu Nanfei looked into his eyes.

Ying Zhaoli was uncomfortable being stared at, but when she heard Wu Nanfei's words, she was a little angry and aggrieved: "You won't forget it! You promised it."

How could it be like this, everyone agreed, but he was the only one who kept it in his heart.

Ying Zhaoli was a little sad.

Also, Wu Nanfei has so many things to do every day, how could he remember this little thing.

Ying Zhaoli's whole body exuded a sad aura, making it impossible for people not to notice that this person is sad now.

Wu Nanfei saw that he was happy before, his hair was bouncing and bouncing, but now it was lying on his head.

"Where are you going?" Wu Nanfei stared at him.

"Ah?" Ying Zhaoli slowly probed.

Just as Wu Nanfei thought, the corners of this man's eyes turned red again, and he turned red when he was sad, but he hadn't noticed it yet.

Wu Nanfei's hanging hand approached Ying Zhaoli's hair, trying to smooth his weak hair, as if it would revive them.

After touching Ying Zhaoli's soft hair, he realized that the whole body of this person was limp.

He picked up a strand of black silk with his hand, and touched it slowly, from top to bottom, carefully, and finally he touched Ying Zhaoli's reddened pinnae.

The cold fingers collided with the hot pinnae, causing Ying Zhaoli to shiver.

He looked at Wu Nanfei with deer-like eyes: "Why..."

Why did you suddenly start touching his ears?

Ying Zhaoli endured the itch and looked at him.

And Wu Nanfei acted as if he didn't hear it, he still touched it with his fingers, as if he was playing with a toy, but he didn't use much force, but he didn't leave, and kept lingering around the ear.

Finally his fingers touched the earlobe, the softer lobe than the pinna.

Ying Zhaoli's earlobe is not big, like a white jade bead, it looks very full.

Ying Zhaoli couldn't take it anymore, he patted Wu Nanfei's hand vigorously, and made a loud "snap".

"Wu Nanfei, why are you treating me like this if you don't want to go?" Ying Zhaoli was not afraid either.

On the contrary, since Wu Nanfei didn't touch his earlobe, he felt at ease.

"What did I do to you?" Wu Nanfei looked at his red palm, but he was not angry.

"You touched me without my permission." The more Ying Zhaoli said, the more he said, his heart became more and more uncertain.

It just occurred to him that he and he are just contract couples, and there is a contract in it that they must obey Wu Nanfei's special behavior.

He wasn't sure if that counted as special behavior.

Ying Zhaoli is very contractual, after all, he signed the contract.

Wu Nanfei ignored his words, and just looked at him quietly: "Where are you going, I'll let Ke Yuan book a plane ticket."

"I don't know." Ying Zhaoli was very angry now.

"Then don't go."

"You! Why are you like this." Ying Zhaoli became even angrier.

It seemed that he was forcing him to do it. If Wu Nanfei hadn't agreed to him, would he have kept it in mind.

"Okay, I'll let Ke Yuan prepare a strategy, and then we'll go together." Wu Nanfei stretched out his hand again, wanting to touch Ying Zhaoli's earlobe.

He was interrupted before he touched it enough.

And Ying Zhaoli had calmed down a little after listening to the previous sentence, but the subsequent action made Ying Zhaoli angry again.

If you don't come to coax him, but want to touch his earlobe, how can there be such a good thing.

He slapped Wu Nanfei's hand away again, got up from his seat again, and said with red eyes, "I'm going home first."

"Stay here by yourself."

Wu Nanfei didn't chase after him, but looked at the direction Ying Zhao was heading away from. After a long time, he called Ke Yuan in.

"Book two air tickets." Wu Nanfei paused again, "Going on a trip."

"Okay, Mr. Wu." Ke Yuan asked again, "Are you going with Young Master Ying?"

He just saw that the two people who had been going to and from get off work at the same time, Ying Zhaoli actually left first, and looked a little angry and unhappy.

"Well, you find a place he is interested in."

"Okay, Mr. Wu, but I think Young Master Ying might prefer you to go to the place you choose to travel." Ke Yuan was bold.

As soon as he came in, Wu Nanfei asked him to book a plane ticket for a few days later, and he thought of Ying Zhaoli asking himself Wu Nanfei's itinerary a few days ago, which days would be more relaxed.

In the past few days, Wu Nanfei's itinerary was the easiest, and he told Ying Zhaoli early in the morning.

After he finished speaking, seeing that Wu Nanfei didn't respond, he knew he was thinking about it.

So, he boldly said: "Master Ying has been asking about your itinerary recently. I think Master Ying should be looking forward to a small trip with you in the world of the two of you."

After he finished speaking, Wu Nanfei still didn't respond.

Ke Yuan had a headache. The relationship between the two of them made him join in. If he didn't say anything, he was sorry for the salary he got.

He had no choice but to say, "Mr. Wu, should I book tomorrow's ticket now or..."

Ke Yuan gave Wu Nanfei some more time.

Sure enough, Wu Nan flew back to him this time.

"No, you go down first." Wu Nanfei had already pulled out his phone to look.

Just as Ke Yuan was about to leave, Wu Nanfei called to stop Ke Yuan again.

"Where did he go just now?"

Wu Nanfei watched on the surveillance for a long time, but he didn't see Ying Zhao leaving the Zhouyou building.