beautiful boss

Something is wrong with the scenery.

Qin Yi, who has been 'tortured' for a long time, clearly feels that Jing is showing favor to him, but he can't help but think about other things.

Did Xiaojing do something bad behind his back?

Or do you want something from yourself?

Unspeakable things?

"Mr. Jing, is there anything you want me to do?"

"No." With a pure face, Jing Jing simply wanted to be nice to Qin Yi and provide some convenience for Qin Yi, "Didn't you borrow my bed to sleep in before, and it's not difficult to borrow again?"

Seeing that Qin Yi was full of suspicion, Jing Jing clasped his hands nervously under the desk. If he had known earlier, he would not have borrowed the lounge so hastily. What if Qin Yi saw it?

Facing Qin Yi's suspicious eyes, in the midst of the crisis, Jing Jing had an idea, "It's okay, if you don't sleep, just go and tell my brother, the lounge is also empty if it's empty."

As soon as he heard Jing Ao's name, the evil thoughts that rose up in Qin Yi's heart disappeared instantly.

Scenery is just like lending the lounge to Jiang Manzhou casually, not taking special care of herself.

"Okay, I got it, I'll tell Assistant Jing." Qin Yi agreed, although he was still smiling, but only Qin Yi knew the bitterness in his heart.

Seeing that he didn't look happy, Jing Jing realized that he seemed to have done something wrong again, and he didn't reach the favorability level at all.

What else can we do?

Adult secret love is so difficult, okay?

Courage does not become bigger with age, but it is possible that it becomes smaller with age.

Chen Lan said that when she was a child, she dared to stop Qin Yi from riding on someone's neck. With that little courage when she was a child, the scenery is really gone now.

He still can't think of a reasonable way to pierce the window paper.

If I can be as heartless as Yu Jia, without a clue, won't it be easier to express my love for Qin Yi?

But if there is no if, Jingjing is a cat.

"So, who is that friend of yours?" Jiang Manzhou listened to Jing and said a lot about "I have a friend, he fell in love with a good friend of his, but now I don't know how to pursue him, what do you think he should do?" ? '.

Jiang Manzhou wanted to tell Jing Jing that the way of asking "I have a friend" is equivalent to "myself".

"you do not know."

"There are friends around you that I don't know. You have only a handful of friends. If you exclude me, is it Qin Yi?"

"It's not Qin Yi!" Jing Jing panicked, and the disadvantage of having few friends appeared.

"Well, let's talk about your friend I don't know. If you like a friend, there is nothing you can't confess. The whole lawn will be decorated with flowers and fireworks. Invite a few mutual friends to make a vigorous confession. You will be moved to tears." Jiang Manzhou said.

Jing Jing frowned, "No way."

"What's wrong?"

"It can't be so, so high-profile, because—" It's not good for two men to be so high-profile, right?

"What's wrong? Could it be that your friend likes a married woman? A male mistress?" Jiang Manzhou teased Jing maliciously.

"how is this possible?!"

"That's why you can't be high-profile. As long as your two friends are in a normal relationship and don't hurt others or hurt the public's eyes together, then it doesn't matter how high-profile it is. Besides, the important moment when two people are together is just that. Confession , Marriage, Divorce. The first two are not extravagant or wasteful, how many tables are set for divorce?" Jiang Manzhou grinned.

Jing Jing listened carefully and felt that it made sense.

"But, but my friend didn't have the courage to confess."

"Why don't you have the courage? That friend of yours is the same as you. Hasn't he ever been in love?"

"That's right—"

Jiang Manzhou gave a 'tsk': "You guys have never been in a relationship before, it's just awkward, confessing is afraid of being rejected, not confessing but not reconciled, watching the person you like run away with others, and then regretting and drinking alone, so No, you have never confessed, why do you know that he will reject you."

"Because he seems to have someone he likes. Although they are not together, the person he likes is not of the same type as me or my friend."

"Huh? You still have such a complicated love relationship around you? What type does he like? What type is that friend of yours?"

Jing clasped his hands, and said coyly: "My friend is similar to me, but the person he likes likes the type like Jing Ao."

"Jing Ao? Dead straight man?"

The words 'dead straight man' came to Jingjing's heart, and he nodded, "Yes! Yes!"

Jiang Manzhou took a sip of the lemonade, thinking silently in his heart.

From what it sounds like, why is the person Jing likes not quite like Qin Yi?Qin Yi's heart and eyes are full of the word "scenery", and his virtue of seeing the scenery is like a dog's bone, no matter how he thinks about it, he will not change it into a straight man like Jing Ao.

So, Jing Jing fell in love with a person who couldn't love her, and her heart belonged to her?

That's a little tricky.

Jiang Manzhou put down the lemonade, and said sincerely, "Can't someone else like it?"

Take a look at the ones around you, okay?Do you have to pick someone who doesn't care about you?

Jing Jing frowned, "How can it be so casual to like someone? If you can change as you want, is that still called liking?"

Being stared at by Jing with eyes like 'Your love is so cheap', Jiang Manzhou was speechless.

"Then according to you, the person your friend likes also has someone he likes in his heart. Your friend is not the type he likes. Isn't it sure that he can't catch up with him?" Considering the comprehensive conditions.

Although the scenery is unparalleled in the sky and the earth, and his family background is also first-class, his emotional intelligence is too low. For things like falling in love, not having a qualified emotional intelligence is basically the beginning of suffering.

Jing Jing was dumbfounded, "Really? Is it really impossible to catch up?"

"Hearing what you said, I think it's like this. It's very difficult, sorry." Jiang Manzhou pursed his lips, looking at the scene with a desolate look like a big frost eggplant, he couldn't bear it, and changed the subject: "But, you can also try Go speak your mind, what if there is a miracle?"

"If you don't say it, you will regret it for the rest of your life. If you are rejected, you can die more happily, don't you think?"

Jiang Manzhou's last sentence awakened the scene.

Jing Jing is just 25 years old this year, and he was lucky enough to meet the first person in his life who has a special affection for him. If he only keeps friends with Qin Yi because of his timidity, then before he fades away from this relationship, his heart They have to suffer with Qin Yidu's every move.

And when he was able to let go of all this, the only first love in his life that should have been vigorous and vigorous, turned into a hidden secret that he couldn't tell in this life. A bottle of fermented wine.

Jing Jing returned to the office before lunch break, sat on the chair before he had time to catch his breath, and as if remembering something, he immediately stood up and walked lightly to the lounge.

It took fifteen steps from the president's chair in the office to the view at the entrance of the lounge. During these fifteen steps, he was worried, and he said silently a hundred times in his heart:

"But don't be Jing Ao——"

Jing Jing opened the secret door of the lounge with apprehension, the curtains in the room were drawn, and there was a bulging figure on the single bed, only that one figure, Jing was sure it was Qin Yi.

For a moment, Mr. Xiaojing unconsciously smiled.

Jing Jing looked around, but couldn't find the reason why he entered the lounge. He looked down and saw the shirt on his body, and had an idea.

Returning to the office, he opened a bottle of mineral water, splashed some on his chest, and found a logical reason for himself to enter the lounge.

Qin Yi may have really fallen asleep, the action of Jing Jing walking into the room did not attract his attention at all, he closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep, with a thin quilt covering his waist, took off his suit jacket and tie and put them beside the bed on the chair, glasses on the head of the bed.

Jing Jing crept to Qin Yi's bedside like a kitten, and watched Qin Yi who was defenseless and drowsy enough, and then stood up on his numb feet, ready to change the wet shirt inside.

Otherwise, if he continued to look at it like this, his face would blush, his heart would beat and his body temperature would rise, he would have dried up a large water stain on his chest.

Jingjing opened the door of the small closet in the lounge to make sure that there was still a clean white shirt inside, then slowly took off his suit, unbuttoning the shirt buttons on his chest one by one, halfway through, Jingjing remembered that he still had to take it off Pants.

The hem of his shirt was not only tucked into his belt, but also tied to his leg with a fastening buckle to prevent the shirt from running out. If he wanted to change his shirt, he had to undo the fastening buckle on his leg.

The scene with the shirt open is tangled, should he take his shirt and go to the toilet to change?After all, isn't he the only one in this room?

But there is no handrail in the toilet, it is not very convenient to take off the pants, and there is no place to hang clothes. Do you throw the changed shirt on the ground?

With the scene of the battle between heaven and man in his heart, he secretly glanced back at Qin Yi, who was still sleeping.

He shouldn't be able to wake up when he took off his pants?

The sneaky Mr. Jing made up his mind and began to untie his belt.

Anyway, it's no big deal to wake up, they are all men, Qin Yi helped himself change clothes and take a bath when he was drunk before, so it doesn't matter if he has already been seen.

The indifferent Xiao Jing brushed off the trousers on his legs, only wearing a shirt and a pair of white panties, stepped on the chair with his back facing Qin Yi, and began to unbutton the shirt on his thighs.

Qin Yi, who was in a deep sleep, was already on the verge of waking up with the biological clock of his usual lunch break. He heard rustling sounds in his ears, and when he opened his eyes, his [-]-degree myopia covered his eyes with a veil.

Even though he couldn't see clearly, he still saw two long white and flowery legs and a bent buttocks close at hand.

Qin Yi narrowed his eyes subconsciously.

Xiao Jing?

Am I still dreaming?