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The takeaway packaged by a famous restaurant on the coffee table has gone cold, and Wu Xia took it into the small kitchen in the lounge to heat it with a cold face.

He was arrested by Qiao Ruige to the company again today. Qiao Ruige was busy and held a meeting as soon as he came to the company, but he didn't drag him to sit in and let him play alone in the office.

Wu Xia was bored in the office, checking the news, playing games, and sleeping on the sofa for a while, until it was almost time, and the takeaway ordered by Secretary Han was delivered to the office.

Wu Xia felt guilty while placing lunch boxes on the coffee table.I have the name of an "assistant", but even ordering takeaways is done by the secretary. My assistant can be regarded as a very vain name.

He thought about whether he should discuss it with Qiao Ruige and assign him something else, or learn something he should know as an assistant. It was better than wasting time in the office.

As soon as he straightened up, Qiao Ruige opened the door and came in. Just as Wu Xia was about to go forward to greet him, the young master locked the door and dragged him to his secret luxury lounge without saying a word. When the row of bookcases was removed, he pressed the person against the cabinet until he blushed and was out of breath.

Wu Xia didn't know what kind of meeting was held this morning, it was held so that Qiao Ruige looked so lustful that he didn't even care about the meal.

Thinking about it later, maybe it was because he was too tired from work yesterday, and he didn't agree to the young master's request to "do it again" at night, which made the young master keep holding back his anger.

The takeaway was hot and brought out, and there was a box on the coffee table, which was a new mobile phone.

"Someone gave it to me, it's useless to throw it in the drawer, you take it." Qiao Ruige said to him carelessly sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed.

Wu Xia glanced at him, put down the takeaway, sat down on the other side, and handed Qiao Ruige a pair of chopsticks.

Qiao Ruige clicked his tongue, sat up and reached out to take the chopsticks: "My hands are better, so I won't be able to enjoy the treatment of feeding?"

Wu Xia didn't look at him, took a bite of food by himself, and said, "Why didn't I hear you say that your hands are better."

Qiao Ruige smiled slyly: "It will be fine when it should be good."

Wu Xia didn't bother to talk to him, and silently took a big mouthful of rice.

After eating, Wu Xia removed the new mobile phone and installed the SIM card. He stood against the desk, his long legs flexed and stretched casually, Qiao Ruige smoked beside him, watched quietly for a while, walked over, and stuck to the He also leaned on the desk.

Wu Xia asked while loading the card, "Do you want to take a nap?"

Qiao Ruige rubbed his nose against his neck, sprayed the cigarette into his neckline, then pecked his slender neck like a dragonfly, and said lazily, "Are you with me?"

Wu Xia shrank his neck to hide, and refused not very seriously, so Qiao Ruige put his arms around his waist, rubbing his fingers gently on the side of his waist.

"Don't do it, go to sleep." Qiao Ruige said.

"No, I want to see who is calling, not if there is something urgent." Wu Xia said while turning on the phone.

As soon as the phone was turned on, a text message from Jiang Miao popped up, asking him to call back when he was free.

Wu Xia called immediately: "Miao, what's the matter?"

"Hey, are you going to work today?" Jiang Miao asked.

Wu Xia was stunned for a moment, and then heard Jiang Miao say: "You didn't answer the call, I guess you are in 'Jintai' today, so it is not convenient to answer the phone."

It's really inconvenient to answer the phone at any time while working at the counter, but it wasn't because of this that he didn't answer the phone just now. Wu Xia glanced at Qiao Ruige, his face was a little hot, and he answered twice indiscriminately, "What's the matter?"

Jiang Miao said, "Oh, I want to ask when you are free, and invite you to have a meal."

"Us?" Wu Xia was puzzled.

"Yes, you, and George."

Wu Xia looked at Qiao Ruige, Qiao Ruige shook his head, expressing that he was also at a loss.

"Why do you suddenly want to invite me to dinner?" Wu Xia asked.

Jiang Miao said, "Thank you, thank you, Master Qiao, for introducing me to Mr. Yao."

Wu Xia thumped for no reason, looked at Qiao Ruige again, and asked, "Mr. Yao?"

Jiang Miao didn't hear the uneasiness in his voice, she was quite happy, and said: "Yes, Mr. Yao Jiangshu Yao, she asked me to help her make a picture album, thanks to your young master Qiao, I was able to meet such a big star. "

Wu Xia was still confused, but he breathed a sigh of relief. When he heard Jiang Miao say "Mr. Yao" just now, he thought for a moment that Qiao Ruige had introduced Jiang Miao to some benefactor. The brain is too big, no matter how unscrupulous Qiao Ruige is, he will not do such an unscrupulous thing behind his friend's back.

He turned his head and asked Qiao Ruige with his eyes. Qiao Ruige had been sticking to the side and listening. He heard everything Jiang Miao said clearly. Now he took the phone directly and said to Jiang Miao on the other end of the phone: " Please don’t worry about eating, wait for you old Luo to win this library project, and then have dinner together to celebrate.”

Jiang Miao probably didn't expect that Qiao Ruige was there, so he was stunned for a while before saying, "Oh, good."

Qiao Ruige didn't say any more, and hung up the phone and handed the phone back to Wu Xia.

Wu Xia took the phone and asked suspiciously, "Who is Mr. Yao he is talking about?"

Qiao Ruige put the cigarette butt in the ashtray, shrugged indifferently: "Yao Jiangshu Aunt Yao, my mother's best friend, the famous Tsing Yi."

Wu Xia had never heard of this name before, so he asked blankly, "Is it famous?"

Qiao Ruige thought for a while, and said, "I have performed on behalf of the country, so you are very famous?"

Wu Xia pursed her lips, digested the content, and asked, "Then why did you think of introducing Jiang Miao to her?"

"Not really, isn't it for your own sake?" Qiao Ruige smiled again with the corners of his mouth crooked.

"Can you talk properly?" Wu Xia gave him a white look.

Qiao Ruige smiled and said, "Aunt Yao mentioned before that she wanted to make a costume album, but she didn't pay much attention to it at the time. Didn't you say that Jiang Miao is now a freelance photographer and asked me to buy fans for him? I don’t think Buy Fan always introduced him to a big client who is practical and face-saving, don’t you think so?”

"Then why didn't you mention it to me?" Wu Xia asked.

"Oh, forgot, I'm just recommending it. I can't guarantee it will work. If he doesn't call, I don't know that Aunt Yao is really looking for him. But," Qiao Ruige hugged Wu Xia He put the belt around his waist, "Although I only did some trivial things, can't I also ask for some rewards?"

When he said this, he always looked calm and breezy, but when Wu Xia looked at him, the corners of his brows and eyes were full of pride waiting to be praised.

Wu Xia's heart felt sour, he was very happy, although he knew that he would help Jiang Miao because of the friendship between Qiao Ruige and Luo Yuchuan, but even if he only heard him jokingly say "For your sake", he would still believe it This is real.

In Qiao Ruige's heart, he still has some status.

But seeing his complacent look, Wu Xia didn't want him to be too arrogant, so after hesitating for a while, he raised his head and pressed a kiss on the corner of his mouth reservedly.

Qiao Ruige raised his eyebrows and said dissatisfiedly, "That's it?"

Wu Xia tugged at the collar and was about to leave: "What else do you want?"

His back tightened, and Qiao Ruige grabbed his clothes and dragged him back. Two strong arms hugged him vigorously. Qiao Ruige said with a half-smile, "Don't pretend to be confused."

Wu Xia sucked in half of his breath, and was kissed by Qiao Ruige involuntarily. Without any politeness, he directly pried open his teeth and entangled his tongue.

Wu Xia was so kissed that she couldn't breathe, she grabbed Qiao Ruige's shoulders, stood on tiptoe, bent her legs and rubbed against Qiao Ruige's legs.

His actions were unconscious, just like a drowning person trying to grab everything he can grab at hand, but this reaction had a different interpretation from Qiao Ruige, and he gently touched Wu Xia's waist. With a push, he put the person down on the large desk.

With the cold and hard desk surface on his back, Wu Xia's mind was jolted up, and his whole body became more sober.

He began to push back, but his strength was not as strong as Qiao Ruige's, half of his waist was hanging in the air, and he had nowhere to exert his strength, and his legs were also being pressed by Qiao Ruige. The push and refusal was unsuccessful, which made Qiao Ruige even more angry.

Qiao Ruige lightly bit his collarbone, stretched his hand from the hem of the shirt, and stroked his chest and abdomen back and forth, heavy and slow, and felt that the buttons of the shirt restricted his room for movement, so he grabbed a piece of the skirt and was about to tear it.

Wu Xia hurriedly grabbed his hand. He had broken off two buttons of his clothes in the waiting room before. If he had to pull them again, he would not wear this shirt today. It took only half a day to ruin a piece of his clothes. I'm really afraid that I won't have the face to come to the company again from tomorrow, no, I may have no face to walk out of this office.

"Huh?" Qiao Ruige frowned.

Wu Xia suppressed her voice and said, "I still want to wear..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Qiao Ruige exerted force with his hands, and with a sound of "呱啦", the shirt was buttoned freely, and he fled away in all directions.

"Fuck." Wu Xia couldn't help swearing.

Qiao Ruige pressed down, leaned into his ear and said, "Right now."

A mobile phone rang. It was Qiao Ruige's mobile phone. Wu Xia suddenly felt as if he heard the sound of nature. He put one hand on Qiao Ruige's chest: "Phone."

Qiao Ruige reached out to grab the phone, turned it off without looking at it and threw it aside, and his subordinates kept coming to unbutton Wu Xia's trousers.

Wu Xia was ashamed and anxious by the impulsiveness of his brain, so she slapped him on the arm, gritted her teeth and growled in a low voice: "Are you crazy?"

Qiao Ruige skillfully unbuttoned his trousers and pulled the zipper. With a smile on his lips, he said in a deep voice, "I'm crazy about you. You should be honored."

He was pulling Wu Xia's waistband and was about to pull it down when the intercom phone on the desk rang again.

Qiao Ruige frowned, straightened up, and grabbed the phone angrily: "It's better to have something to do."

Secretary Han on the other end of the phone turned a deaf ear to the obvious anger in his voice, and said calmly and calmly: "Mrs. Qiao's call to your mobile phone was not answered, please call her back."

Qiao Ruige was taken aback for a moment, and slowly loosened his hand on Wu Xia's body and said, "Got it."

He hung up the intercom call, looked at Wu Xia who was lying on the desk with a blushing complexion, his eyes darkened, and finally let him go, walked aside, grabbed his phone and turned it on.

"Hey, Mom," Qiao Ruige had calmed down a lot. When the phone was connected, he immediately greeted Mrs. Qiao with a smile, "Isn't it midnight over there? Why... are you back?"

Mrs. Qiao on the other end of the phone seemed to be in a good mood, and she didn't ask him why he refused to answer the phone and turned off the phone just now: "I called back yesterday, I didn't tell you in case I was arguing, I'm going back to the old house to see your grandpa today, and you're going to come with me, too. We ate dinner there."

"Oh, okay, I see." Qiao Ruige responded, said a few more words, and hung up the phone.

He held his mobile phone and looked down for a while, then looked up, and saw that Wu Xia had already got up and put on his trousers, and was pulling at the hem of his unbuttoned shirt, with an embarrassed expression on his face.

Qiao Ruige was stunned, then picked up the intercom phone: "...to buy a shirt, 180."

Wu Xia knew that he was asking Secretary Han to do something again. Although he was making up for it, he still felt awkward and wronged in his heart, and lowered his head and didn't want to talk to him.

Qiao Ruige walked over, stretched out his hand to help him tug at the skirt of his shirt, Wu Xia hid for a while, bit his lip and said nothing.

Qiao Ruige stretched out his arms and hugged him: "Are you angry?"

"How dare you." Wu Xia said in a muffled voice.

Qiao Ruige chuckled twice, and said, "Okay, I was too impatient, but can I be blamed? Who told you to keep calling me."

Wu Xia gave him a white look.

Qiao Ruige said again: "I'm going to accompany my parents to the old house in the evening, you eat dinner alone, be good at home, huh?"

Wu Xia was startled, suddenly feeling a little dazed.

Since he moved into Qiao Ruige's apartment and became Qiao Ruige's "Life Assistant", the two of them ate together almost every day. Even when it was his turn to go to work in "Jintai", Qiao Ruige would occasionally go Take him to dinner.

Wu Xia began to feel that it was because it was inconvenient for him to rely on someone to serve him. Later, when his hands were almost ready, Qiao Ruige was still the same. He wondered if the young master was used to it. He asked occasionally, but Qiao Ruige displeased him. Taunt him for not having fun.

Hearing Qiao Ruige ask him to eat dinner alone at this moment, he suddenly realized that it was not Qiao Ruige who was used to this kind of daily life with company, but himself.

Qiao Ruige ticked his chin: "What are you thinking about?"

Wu Xia recovered and nodded, "Got it."

Qiao Ruige smiled, and said softly, "Are you reluctant to part with me?"

Wu Xia choked, but said nothing.

Qiao Ruige pulled him closer, pressed his waist against him lightly, and whispered in his ear, "Continue tonight."

Wu Xia blushed and raised her hand, but she didn't push the person away.

In the evening alone in the apartment, Wu Xia didn’t order takeaway. On a whim, he recalled the method Qiao Ruige taught him to make a steak. Rig came back and showed him off.

It wasn't too early for Qiao Ruige to come back, it was already past ten o'clock, Wu Xia went up to meet him and asked him if he was hungry, and made steak by himself.

"I did it the way you did last time, and it was pretty successful." Wu Xia said with a bit of reserve.

Qiao Ruige, however, seemed uninterested, casually said that he was not hungry, and took his clothes to take a shower.

Although a little disappointed, Wu Xia didn't think much about it. He returned to the bedroom, turned on the air conditioner, got into bed, and left a small bedside lamp for Qiao Ruige.

Not long after, Qiao Ruige came into the room, and lay down next to Wu Xia with wet and cold water all over his body. Without saying a word, he hugged Wu Xia and started kissing. He held Qiao Ruige's face and looked at it under the light.

Under the dim light, Qiao Ruige frowned tightly, with suppressed anxiety in his brows and eyes.

"What's wrong?" Wu Xia asked worriedly.

Qiao Ruige didn't speak or move, and only stared at him steadfastly.

Wu Xia felt uneasy, and always felt that Qiao Ruige's behavior was unusual. Even if this young master had a temper, most of the time he would say it directly.

Qiao Ruige didn't say anything, so Wu Xia had no choice but to guess boldly. He carefully discerned Qiao Ruige's expression in the dim light, and said softly, "Go back and be scolded by the old man?"

Qiao Ruige remained expressionless.

"Meet your brother?" Wu Xia thought of Qiao Xinda's performance in the clubhouse that day, and felt that this guess was more reliable.

George still didn't respond.

This made Wu Xia a little embarrassed. After all, he and Qiao Ruige were not very familiar, and he didn't even have a general direction to guess what was going on in his mind. Listen?"

He just said it casually, but Qiao Ruige really reacted, frowning even tighter, buried his face into his neck, breathed deeply, and remained motionless.

Wu Xia only felt that there was a giant baby on his body, and he knew that he was unhappy, but he didn't know whether he was hungry or the diaper was wet.

So he patted Qiao Ruige on the back like coaxing a baby, and said softly, "You've been wronged, don't cry, don't cry, be good..."

Qiao Ruige, who had been silent all this time, finally made a sound. He said unhappily: "Cry ass. Don't do it, go to sleep."

After speaking, he rolled over from Wu Xia's body and turned his back to him, leaving only an angry back.

Wu Xia pursed her lips, held back her smile, hugged him from behind, touched his tight abdominal muscles with her hands, and slowly reached down.

Qiao Ruige's body stiffened obviously, but his eyes were still closed tightly, his cheeks were clenched tightly, and he seemed unwilling to give in, but his breathing gradually became heavy.

Wu Xia still didn't think it was enough, so she blew lightly behind Qiao Ruige's ear and said in a low voice, "You really don't want to do it?"

Qiao Ruige didn't speak. After a while, he suddenly turned over and pressed Wu Xia, gritted his teeth as if he couldn't bear it, and said, "You really don't know how to live or die."

Wu Xia smiled slightly, hooked his neck, raised her chin, and greeted him with a punishing kiss.

The contract with Yao Jiangshu's studio was signed very smoothly. Jiang Miao will go to other places with Yao Jiangshu next week. Recently, he has been watching opera videos every day. In addition to watching Yao Jiangshu, he also watches some other classics. What? "Sanchakou", "Empty City Strategies", and "The Case of Guillotine Beauty", I feel that the sound of huqin and gongs and drums is in my mind all day long.

He is also paying attention to the voting situation of the library design project. What makes him happy is that Luo Yuchuan's design project has been stable in the top 2 votes, with tens of thousands of votes behind No. 3, and the number of votes of another competitor There are high and low, the difference is only a few hundred votes.

After signing the contract, Yao Jiangshu's studio paid the advance payment, and with more money in his wallet, Jiang Miao wanted to buy new clothes for Luo Yuchuan.

He was standing by the railing of the shopping mall holding a bag with the brand logo on it. He inadvertently turned his head and saw an acquaintance.

Fang Xingyuan was about two steps away from him, his eyes swept lightly over him a few times, and landed on the bag in his hand. This brand? I really didn’t see it.”

What Jiang Miao bought for Luo Yuchuan today was a more mature formal suit, which was completely different from his own style of dressing. It is not unusual for Fang Xingyuan to guess from the logo that it was for Luo Yuchuan.

If they had met before, Jiang Miao would probably have ignored the yin and yang aura of Fang Xingyuan, but knowing the past between him and Luo Yuchuan, Jiang Miao would be a little angry after hearing these words.

It's just a love experience that didn't work out, it's not even a love relationship, and they separated when they found it inappropriate during the ambiguous period. As for so many years of obsessing over it and always wanting to make others unhappy?

So he smiled and said calmly: "You don't know a lot about him."

Fang Xingyuan's face froze, he twitched the corners of his mouth, his eyes seemed to be suppressing something, he was silent for a while, then suddenly sneered, and said mockingly and disdainfully: "You know him? Then you know he was swept into the Is it a problem?"

Although he didn't say it loudly on purpose, it was enough for everyone within a few meters to hear him, and the passers-by looked sideways.

Fang Xingyuan didn't care about the eyes of those passers-by. He watched with satisfaction as Jiang Miao's face faded a little, and his eyes were full of disbelief and shock.

However, Jiang Miao's eyes did not stay on him for long. He looked behind Fang Xingyuan and said, "Senior."

Fang Xingyuan turned around blankly, not far away, Luo Yuchuan's cool eyes fell on him.