my assistant is beautiful

Liang Yiwei once asked Sister Zhang for the file form filled out by the employees when they reported. It had Song Ying's current address on it. He remembered it at that time, and it was not difficult at all to send Song Ying back.

The apartment Song Ying lived in was considered a light luxury. Liang Yiwei was very curious, if he only did administrative work, where would he get the money to buy such a house.

I got the key from Song Ying. After opening the door, I saw that the house was clean and tidy. The design style of the whole house was very simple and the colors were soft.

Liang Yiwei couldn't help laughing, feeling relieved that his things were managed by Song Ying.

He carried Song Ying into the bedroom, put Song Ying on the bed, and then took a breath and sat on the edge of the bed.

Liang Yiwei wanted to cover Song Ying with a quilt and leave.But at this time, Song Ying seemed to wake up a little bit.

"Where are you going?" Song Ying rubbed his dizzy head and half sat up.

Liang Yiwei had no choice but to help him, let him lean against the head of the bed behind him, and put a pillow behind his waist.

Song Ying was stupefied, thinking that the former Liang Yiwei had returned, but this time it was just a dream again, very good and very real.

He hummed: "Liang, why are you sitting so far away?"

Liang Yiwei froze, for a moment he thought Song Ying was calling him, but he knew it wasn't.They had never met before, and the person Song Ying called so affectionately should be another person he was familiar with, and Liang Yiwei was not in a good mood for a while.

He sat next to Song Ying and saw that Song Ying seemed relieved, with joy written all over his face.Immediately, Liang Yiwei panicked with a strange feeling in his heart.

Song Ying felt very uncomfortable, his whole body was hot and his head hurt, but this dream was so real that he couldn't bear to wake up.He rubbed into Liang Yiwei's arms, put his arms around Liang Yiwei's neck, leaned his head on Liang Yiwei's shoulder obediently, and said in a low voice: "It's good if you come back, Liang, I've had a drink today, don't worry about it." angry."

The drunken person was really confused. He didn't even think about who he drank with today, and now he was afraid that Liang Yiwei would be angry, so he was showing his favor.

Liang Yiwei coaxed him patiently: "I'm not angry." There was a faint fragrance on Song Ying's body, and Liang Yiwei didn't know if it was his own illusion.This act of being relied on like a baby made Liang Yiwei's heart itch. He even reached out and hugged her, but immediately felt that something was wrong and let go.

Song Ying gently rubbed Liang Yiwei's neck, and said softly, "Then kiss me."

Liang Yiwei's eyelids twitched. Was Song Ying so bold?It seems that he and that man have a good relationship, and they have reached this point. The inexplicable irritability made Liang Yiwei want to walk away.

Song Ying seemed to have realized something was wrong, and his expression became a little gloomy. He immediately pushed Liang Yiwei away, and sat down slowly, as if after offending someone, his movements became very stiff.He smiled lightly, which made Liang Yiwei feel distressed: "You still don't want me anymore, I know."

"No." Liang Yiwei didn't even know what he wanted to deny, maybe he couldn't see Song Ying being so sad.

Song Ying seemed to be used to it, shook his head, he smiled, tears fell down, but he didn't seem to know, he still smiled: "It's not like that."

Liang Yiwei wouldn't have answered that way, otherwise he wouldn't have been abandoned back then. Song Ying knew that this was just a comfort in a dream, and it was just something he imagined.He suddenly felt that this dream was meaningless.

"Don't cry." Liang Yiwei's movements were faster than his thoughts. He rubbed Song Ying's soft hair soothingly, feeling mixed feelings for a while.

Song Ying grabbed the hand subconsciously, and then pushed it away mercilessly: "I'm going to take a bath."

False appearances are not worth caring about, they will only make him addicted, Song Ying thought, the expression on his face gradually turned cold.He was very hot and sweated a lot. He was eager to take a bath, so he staggered out of bed and fell.

Liang Yiwei stepped forward to help, but Song Ying refused, and the stalemate lasted for 10 minutes.Liang Yiwei lost his patience, regardless of whether Song Ying liked it or not, he directly lifted him up and sent him to the bathroom.

Liang Yiwei's tone was very strong: "You take it off yourself, or I will help you."

Song Ying didn't speak, and Liang was also annoyed. He didn't know what he was going crazy, so he grabbed Song Ying's arm with one hand, and roughly untied Song Ying's shirt with the other.

"Let me go!" Song Ying didn't know where the strength came from, and he broke free. He shrank back, his expression looked very frightened, "Get out, you are not him."

Liang Yiwei was really irritated this time, he was rejected by Song Ying.In the past few days, they got along very well, and Song Yingying was gentle with him, and... there was an inappropriate word that appeared in Liang Yiwei's mind, doting.Song Yingying was kind to him, and Liang Yiwei really felt it, but now with the comparison of that man, Song Ying could be coquettish to him one second, and turn his back on him the next second.Why?

That man doesn't want him anymore, what is he waiting for, can't it be that man?

Liang Yiwei was stunned by his own thought, what was he thinking just now?He explained to Song Ying what he should have explained to Lu Jingshan, just out of appreciation.

No, Song Ying has a very sensitive personality. In her gentle personality and elegant temperament, there is an inexplicable hint of sentimentality and sadness, which is too painful.Looking at the exquisite face in front of him, the person looks so thin and slender, how can this be reassuring.He is confused, he can’t find his way into the garage; he is dumb, and always orders according to others’ orders; may be bullied...

Thinking about it, Liang Yiwei couldn't figure out what his feelings for Song Ying were, but there was one thing that he couldn't bear to lose his temper now.

Being patient, Liang Yiwei said slowly, "I'll put the bath water in for you, and you can wash it yourself, is that okay?"

Song Ying sat on the ground for a while, and his mind was already confused. After thinking about it, why bother to make this dream real.He nodded, trying to get up by himself, ready to take a shower.

Liang Yiwei went out, he calmed down and helped Song Ying tidy up the messy bed, and when he touched the sheets, he felt a little damp.Regardless of privacy, he opened Song Ying's cabinet, found a clean bed sheet, and changed it for him.

Song Ying took a bath in it, but Liang Yiwei was still not at ease, so he subconsciously walked outside the frosted glass bathroom door and stood guard. Through the door, listening to the sound of water, Liang Yiwei had another strange feeling in his head. It felt like my heart was being burned, and my lower abdomen was also affected a little bit.Song Ying, he should have a good figure... Liang Yiwei thinks he is a pervert.

Just when Liang Yiwei's thoughts began to slacken, he heard a lot of movement in the bathroom, so he quickly opened the door to look.What worried him happened, and Song Ying really fell.Fortunately, Song Ying grabbed the sink and didn't fall all over.

Liang Yiwei directly hugged Song Ying, but this time the other party was surprisingly quiet.After putting Song Ying on the bed, he covered Song Ying with the quilt again, seeing Song Ying's dull eyes, he didn't know what he was thinking.

In fact, Song Ying really began to hallucinate at this time, his head was swollen with pain, he frowned uncomfortably, and his face was flushed with heat.

Liang Yiwei hesitated, he should have left, Song Ying took a shower and went to sleep, why should he stay.

But Song Ying mumbled to himself in a daze: "Do you know how dark the garage is? There is no light, I waited all night, it's very cold."

Liang Yiwei was completely defeated. He sat beside Song Ying and patted him lightly through the quilt, as if trying to put a child to sleep: "Sleep, it's not cold anymore."

Song Ying's consciousness was completely confused this time, he couldn't open his eyes, but looked at the person beside the bed through the indistinct gaps in his eyelashes.He stretched out his hand under the quilt, reaching Liang Yiwei's neck like a child wants to hug. Liang Yiwei leaned over, let him hug him, let his forehead rub against his neck, and said softly: "You have Didn't miss me."

Liang Yiwei replied: "Yes."

He was struggling, he felt that Song Ying should be satisfied, he should get up and leave, but Song Ying hugged his neck and refused to let go.

"Don't go, don't go." Song Ying told him not to go, Liang Yiwei told himself.

The close distance made it difficult for Liang Yiwei to breathe.Song Ying in front of him, his fair neck was pink after taking a bath, his face was very red, his eyes were not fully opened, but he was still so good-looking, his long eyelashes were curled up, provocative, and the location of the mole was so beautiful. Just right, thin and ruddy lips...

Liang Yiwei's sanity collapsed.

The two breathed lightly, Song Ying kissed him, Liang Yiwei did not hide.Even, he fell in love with that smell, even he had already planned to pretend that nothing happened tonight, yes, he admitted, he is now sinking.

Once is fine.

They kissed inexplicably like this, with some erotic sounds overflowing from their mouths. Song Ying kept kissing him, and Liang Yiwei kissed back even more intensely, almost plundering.

Just treat yourself as a pervert.

But after a while, Song Ying didn't feel well, and it sounded like he was saying "headache".Liang Yiwei is awake, what was he doing just now, taking advantage of others?When did self-control become so bad? He has never kissed anyone before, so he can't get carried away just because Song Ying's kiss is too comfortable.

But it was strange, he and Song Ying kissed like they had kissed countless times, they really fit together, just like working together.

"Song Ying? What's the matter?" Liang Yiwei shook Song Ying's shoulder, unable to wake up.

"Hot...headache." Song Ying snorted, and Liang Yiwei just woke up like a dream. He secretly scolded himself as an asshole, and hurried to the closet to find clothes for Song Ying to wrap, and was going to take Song Ying to the hospital.