[Yeqing] When Wang Ye saw Yeqing's colleagues, what was he thinking

After seeing Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing leave, Fu Rong stayed in the building alone. Thinking of the entanglement between the two, her anger gradually subsided. She even felt guilty for revealing the secret because of a slip of the tongue, so she couldn't help but open the door. WeChat, and sent a few text messages to Zhuge Qing——

"Zhuge Qing, don't feel too guilty, just explain it clearly to Daoist Wang."

"And since you told him the story of 'Friend A' yourself, it's not my leak."

"It's true, both of you, one of you knows that you don't know, and the other pretends you haven't said anything after you've told the other party. Can't you be open and honest about anything between friends?"

After sending the wechat, Fu Rong felt that she had done a good deed, and she was in a good mood. It happened that an employee who knew everything called her to make another record, so she hurriedly turned off her mobile phone and followed.

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Wang Ye was really ashamed at this moment. When a friend who had a crush on him found out that he was secretly watching each other's colleagues, even if he had a hundred mouths, he still couldn't explain clearly.

Seeing that the king was also silent, Zhuge Qing tentatively asked, "The Secret of Luo Tian Dajiao? Or "The Blood on Your Chest"?"

Wang Ye: "..."

"Or "Mark That Fox" by ABO?"

Wang Ye said dryly: "You are really skilled enough..."

Zhuge Qing heard this, and said with a smile: "Old Wang, if you are not proficient, how would you know that I am proficient?"

Wang was also speechless. He couldn't compare to this old fox in terms of how much he had.

Zhuge Qing hadn't finished laughing yet, his expression suddenly turned awkward, he opened his mouth, but didn't say a word.

Wang was also very understanding of his current mood. After all, he was half-hearted, so he scratched his neck: "Old Qing, although...forget it."

Zhuge Qing lowered his head, "...Old Wang, I'm sorry, what I wrote may have troubled you, don't worry, I'll delete it right away!" After a pause, he added, "Then we... are still friends?"

Wang Ye's heart sank, and he wanted to make a fool of himself and let the matter go, but he heard Zhuge Qing's tone, and he was afraid that he would be hit hard enough, so what should we do...

Zhuge Qing took a sip of coffee, but forgot that this cup was not a familiar taste in the past. The unexpected bitterness made him choke the warm coffee into his trachea, coughing upside down for a while, and even choked up tears .

Through a layer of mist, he grabbed the paper towel handed over by Wang Ye, but because of a visual error, he held the other's warm palm. Before he could let go and say sorry, he heard the man seem to be talking again. Luo Tian Dajiao acted like he was treating a disobedient junior, he sighed, biting a very charming ending in his lazy Beijing accent——

"How about... let's get along for a while?"