【Leian】Love Tags

An Mixiu barely maintained his composure: "Is it not possible?"

Lei Shi turned his gaze away, raised his hand and waved towards the side of the road, unknowingly not aware of the embarrassment he was trying to hide: "I don't care, but you can think about it." Not far away, a man who always pays attention to the movement at the school gate The driver, like a soldier who finally got his order, drove over immediately.

Seeing that he showed signs of letting go, An Mixiu hurriedly puffed up his small chest, packed his tickets and said, "I've made up my mind!"

When going to Leishi's company, the only place An Mixiu can stay is the president's office and the surrounding three-acre land.In the eyes of others, in such a sensitive period, a big living person suddenly appeared in the company, and went in and out with the BOSS every day, and there was bound to be speculation.If he comes and goes, An Mixiu is in danger of revealing his identity, and when the gossip ferments, it will attract more probing eyes to him.

But today is different. In the past, when An Mixiu was not in Leishi, he felt that he had to keep a festival for his girlfriend who didn’t know where in the future. Now he is not only bent, but also has the opportunity to be close to the water. Of course, it is best to hope that it will come true .

In An Mixiu's life beliefs in the past 17 years, he always believed that love should be pure and without any impurities, so that the relationship can last for a long time, and it will not be separated halfway, or for other bleak endings.

He and Lei Shi didn't get off to a good start. With the red line drawn by interests, a family with internal and external troubles, and unequal status, this marriage contract without even a piece of paper is too fragile.In this relationship, Leishi occupies an absolute dominant position and has the right to stop at any time. With the dust of the Longteng project settled, their contractual relationship will also come to an end.

An Mixiu couldn't give up the opportunity to exchange for An Lijie's freedom, and only by the intervention of a force stronger than An Jia at this stage, can he achieve his wish.In the emotional game, he has inherent disadvantages, and he is destined to be unable to pursue the pure perfection in his heart like the child's dream at the beginning, and it is also difficult to change the class gap between the two from a practical point of view.

More importantly, if he fails to replace the key to maintain the relationship with something new before the end, then it is doomed that he and Leishi will part ways and gradually become strangers.

After the marriage contract was dissolved, Lei Shi returned to his free body and could choose to be with anyone, maybe he would enter the marriage hall within three to five years, or he could always live the happy life like before, where he lived among thousands of flowers, and every piece of him was covered with pleasure Life.

This is a loyal relationship built by Leishi unilaterally.

An Mixiu thought, if he could be with anyone, why not him?He is no different from thousands of other people in this world.

Yes, one of them is unmarried and the other is unmarried. If it doesn't violate the bottom line of morality, there is nothing wrong with it!

He cheered himself up in his heart, the more he thought about it, the more reasonable it became.

Seeing that he was so determined, Lei Shi didn't say anything else, sat in the car, crossed his legs comfortably, and said, "Since you want to follow, you have to follow my work schedule."

An Mixiu happily waved goodbye to An Lijie who was sitting in another car, then happily rushed into the back seat, holding her schoolbag and smiling at Leishi: "Don't worry, I won't disturb your work of."

Smiling like a sunflower, turning wherever there is light, Lei Shi couldn't help pinching his cheeks.

Soon An Mixiu got his wish and experienced the daily life of the president.

On Sunday, Lei Shi went to the company to work overtime and got up very early. An Mixiu was in a hurry, put his schoolbag on his shoulder, and ran behind people's buttocks, with a piece of film in his mouth. of toast.Once in the car, he spread a napkin over his lapped legs and pulled out a hard-boiled egg.

The morning light streamed over these clean hands, making the ivory-colored slender fingers more radiant.A growing boy can wrap his palms around a girl's catkins, giving her a warm and dry sense of security. Now, he is peeling eggs with such hands.

An Mixiu peeled most of it, held the bottom of the shell and handed it to Lei Shi's mouth, and whispered: "Skipping breakfast is not good for the stomach."

Lei Shi didn't resist him very much. After being surprised, he took a bite and ate the egg while reading the document. At the end, he said that he would add pocket money to him.

An Mixiu smiled and said nothing, his eyes were glinting.

The headquarters of Lei's Group is located in the most expensive CBD center in the first ring road. It is a 36-story building that rises from the ground. When you stand on the top floor and look out, you have the illusion that you are stepping on a golden mountain.

Starting from the villa where they lived, it took nearly an hour to reach the city. When they arrived at the company's underground parking lot, the pointer on An Mixiu's watch was just pointing to [-]:[-].

In fact, Lei Shi is seldom late, and he is not as hedonistic as the outside rumors say, like a drunken king, the king does not go to court all day long. On the contrary, his control over the property under his name is directly proportional to the energy he puts in.It's just that the past few days seem to be extraordinarily busy.

Although he left early and returned late when he first took over Longteng, it was by no means like what it is now, as if he didn't even have time to eat.Seeing the clock ticking toward one o'clock in the afternoon, while the door of Leishi's office was still closed, An Mixiu, who had finished a set of questions, was sitting on the sofa in the outside living room, bowing his head to send a message to An Lijie.

To: An Lijie

Dear sister, is there any way to show care for him without disturbing the other party's work without causing trouble?

Not long after, An Lijie's reply arrived.

From: An Lijie

If you want to conquer a man's heart, conquer his stomach first.Philosophy tells us that all things in the world have certain essences that will not change until they perish. You might as well try it.

Is he eating well?

...It makes people feel so embarrassed to say these words from my sister's mouth!

An Mixiu looked at the special meal delivered by the five-star hotel in front of him, decided to give up, and quickly pressed a line on the screen: Is there any other way?

From: An Lijie

Then pretend to be a little silly, even a domineering president likes it.

An Mixiu returned six points.

He finished his meal in a dull manner, and he didn't touch his chopsticks for several big dishes, and kept them intact for the king's blessing.After two o'clock, when the people in the office building entered a new busy peak, the door finally opened.

Camille came out holding a stack of documents, looking at An Mixiu as if she was looking at a concubine who would bring disaster to the country.

An Mixiu got up subconsciously and said hello to him.

Camille nodded, and said for some unknown reason: "Mr. Lei has a clear distinction between public and private affairs, and he never brings people to the company."

An Mixiu thought that this might be a temptation, but he didn't see how flustered he was - as long as he didn't face Lei Shi, he could find his usual self, so he replied generously: "I'll just sit around, please feel free, don't worry I."

Camille casually glanced at the door of the living room, and took the opportunity of delivering fruit coffee to satisfy the young secretary who was thirsty for knowledge.The latter caught his gaze, and the hand that had already pushed the door open a thin slit grabbed the handle and pulled it back hard, and the door was closed again with a "snap".

"Of course, if you don't trust the young master, Mr. Lei will not bring you here." Camille regained his usual silence and said calmly: "I hope you can bear this trust."

An Mixiu was taken aback, and heard some hidden meaning.

Since that unhappy dinner last week, my uncle called him from time to time.Out of respect for the elders, An Mixiu had to answer, but every time the other party wanted to extend the topic to the project, he would pretend to be deaf and dumb, or he would ask about the health of the elders in the An family, avoiding in every possible way and just not answering. .

After coming and going, my uncle didn't bother to call him again.An Mixiu thought that the other party had finally given up, but now it seems that it is not necessarily the case.

He didn't expect that he was the culprit who caused him trouble.

An Mixiu was very guilty, but there was nothing he could do.

Seemingly concerned about his existence, Lei Shi did not work overtime at the company until late, but took the rest of the work home.An Mixiu sat in the car several times hesitant to talk, Lei Shi was busy reading emails and didn't notice him, only the driver in the front row played some pure music to soothe nerves at the right time, and threw him one at the end, I understand eyes.

An Mixiu felt that he should not be a driver here, but should work in a psychological clinic. This delicate and exquisite way of observing words and expressions is absolutely welcome.

When Lei Shi got home, he ate something casually and went upstairs.An Mixiu also quickly put down his chopsticks, picked up his schoolbag, and stuck it behind him like a small tail.

Lei Shi stopped at the door of the study, turned around and said, "You like to follow me so much?"

An Mixiu stayed where he was, not knowing whether to nod or shake his head.

Lei Shi raised his chin towards the study door: "Want to go in?"

An Mixiu's neck seemed to be able to move at last, and he nodded quickly.Wet and hopeful eyes flashed, reminding Lei Shi of the puppy he raised when he was young.

"Then come in." He patted the boy's head, which even felt similar to it.

It was dark outside the window.

An Mixiu lowered his head, writing and drawing on the draft pad, and raised his head from time to time to see the man not far away by the soft light of the study.The latter sat in front of the computer, his eyes wandering between the screen and the files.

An Mixiu enjoyed the tranquility very much.The crackling sound of mechanical keyboards is like summer rain, dripping rhythmically on the eaves.Then it slid down and smashed at the feet of people sheltering from the rain under the eaves, splashing large and small water.Even long periods of tranquility are poetic.

He thought it would be nice if this kind of life could last forever.

——tbc——