Michael went upstairs with a big suitcase, so clean he specially laid a small mat at the door, and I don't know who made it so dirty, Michael took a sip and put the mat away and opened the door to go in.

Song Weiwei had already fallen asleep, and Michael lightly put the shoes he had taken off into the shoe cabinet, and even the huge suitcase he had to work hard to move in as little as possible not to make a sound.

Michael looked at it, but fortunately the hot water was boiled in the tank, and he could take a shower directly later.

The soiled mat was thrown into the trash in disgust, and he went to dig out a blanket and spread it at the door, obviously tired from the intensive press conferences of the past two days, and he wanted to find a place to sleep until he woke up the next day.

But in any case, he had to take a shower before going to bed, and he couldn't fall asleep with the smell of sweat. No matter how busy the work is, you can't forget to manage yourself, Michael looked at the time, and solved it in ten minutes.

In the same way, he noticed the badge on the table, the light refracting the corners of the badge with a golden glow. Michael wiped his wet hair and walked over to the table, picked up the badge and looked at it.

Song Weiwei never mentioned this thing to herself, where did she buy it from?

"Hi Michael. Song slightly rubbed her dry eyes and lifted the corners of her back to the ground, she didn't look comfortable sleeping, and big dark circles hung under her eyes.

"Well, I'm back. Michael was still rubbing his hair for a while, and when Song Weiwei came to him, he couldn't help leaning over and kissing the woman he had been thinking about.

"—Hurry up and go to sleep when you get back. Song pulled away slightly, noticed that he was holding his badge in his hand, and said, "Our company sent it, are you interested?"

"Very personable. Michael put down the badge, stuffed the towel to Song Weiwei and said, "Help me dry my hair." ”

Michael sat on the edge of the bed with his back to Song Weiwei, and Song Wei knelt on the bed behind him to wipe his hair a little bit, looking at Michael's side face from behind, only before going to bed had a trace of relaxation, she clearly knew how tired Michael was in the past two days, and even the muscles in his shoulders were a little stiff.

"Let's go for a massage," and now he needs a good masseur to help relax.

Michael's left hand reached behind him and covered the back of Song Weiwei's hand, "Let's go on vacation when we're not busy in a few days." ”

"I still have to work," Song shrugged slightly, expressing his helplessness, this is the life of a small white-collar worker.

Michael raised his eyebrows, and his voice sank: "I am indeed very hard and sleepy. ”

"You need to rest. Song Weiwei said frankly.

"I need you by my side, my girl. Michael turned to look at her, his face full of subtle emotion with demagogy, "Ask for leave tomorrow and rest with me." ”

"No, it's completely impossible, I still have a bunch of things to learn," Song Weiwei felt a headache when he thought of those piles of contracts, and Michael saw this, his cold fingertips touched Song Weiwei's temples, and gently swirled and massaged.

"Is it better?" said Michael, "Don't go to work, isn't it good to stay at home with me?"

Song Weiwei couldn't help laughing, she was very grateful to this man for being willing to give her food and clothing, but she was not a pampered girl since she was a child, and if she really had a free day, she would definitely retire in her seventies and eighties.

"Don't worry, I'll always be here, and I'm not going to run around. Song Weiwei was not good at these love words, so after speaking, he threw the towel aside, lifted the quilt and got in.

"Tell me about the new company," Michael scratched at his hair and got under the covers.

"It's not bad to have Chinese colleagues and some friendly leaders. Song Weiwei replied, "It's just..."

Michael hugged Song Weiwei from behind, rubbed the tip of his nose against the delicate tender flesh on the girl's neck and sniffed low, they used the same shower gel, the same shampoo, he was crazy about this aroma, although the girl's gradually rapid breathing was in his ears, but Michael did not mean to stop.

"Hmm... They're good to you," Michael licked his lips, "and do you want to make up for me a little bit?"

The person who answered was obviously sleepy, and the casual man was wrapped around his body like an eight-legged octopus, "Hmm... Tie?"

Michael smiled bitterly and kissed the corner of Song Weiwei's mouth, it seems that it is better to wait for the benefits you want to wait until you are sober.

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In the past two days, the news of James and Xia Chen's breakup has been spreading on the Internet, and the paparazzi have methodically listed the evidence that suspects James is gay, and finally drew a big hat and buckled it on Michael and James.

Michael, who has always been regarded as a playboy, suddenly stopped having a girlfriend one day, and another divorced man suddenly found a girl from a different dimension to be his girlfriend, no matter how you look at it, it looks like he is covering up something.

The paparazzi like this kind of news, firstly, because of the traffic they can earn, and secondly, as long as the news is hammered, they can get more benefits from the artist.

"So you suspect that the two of us are Gay?" James tried to keep himself from laughing, while secretly watching Michael's reaction, but fortunately this guy didn't have any overreaction, just calmly took a sip of coffee and looked at Song Weiwei calmly.

Song shook his phone slightly, and the headline banner of the entertainment version is that the two of them are encircled in a pink peach's heart, God, this group of reporters is really good at it, the two of them are straight men, who said that hugging and hugging can't become brothers.

"Are you sure you didn't misunderstand something?" said James.

"Then give me an explanation," Song Weiwei deliberately made it bad, just to see how the two of them reacted.

Michael hooked his hand at her and told her to stick her ear over, "If I were Gay, I'd do it to you every night..."

"Hey!" Song blushed slightly, grabbed the sunglasses on the table and put them on and left the café first, leaving Michael smirking in place.

Damn, he heard it clearly.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said this in front of you. Michael realized that it was actually inappropriate for him to say this, the two of them broke up, even if he said this to Song Weiwei, it was nothing, according to the current situation, Song Weiwei would be his own woman sooner or later.

But he felt that he was ashamed of James, just now it was as if he had been caught cheating, and he was the sinner.

James just smiled and didn't say anything.

Song Wei was a little uneasy these days, and she suspected that someone was following her.

A strange thought sprouted from the bottom of her mind, and although the possibility was slim in her eyes, the terrifying sixth sense never let go of any detail.

This person has pinched the right time, and will appear behind her when she leaves work, and if you turn around and grab it, there will be only air left.

The more this happens, the greater the uneasiness.

Song leaned slightly in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, crossed his arms and looked at the sunset outside the window, the sunlight shrouded his body at this time happened to be the mildest of the day.

"Who the hell are you?"