It's just that he may not realize this, Zhou Qi looked sideways, the man's red lips fell on the corners of his eyes, slightly gasping, he hung the corners of his eyes, and looked tired with his eyes closed.

Zhou Qi exhaled, looked at the corner of the man's eyes, and kissed him deeply.

Never mind.

It doesn't matter if you're a monster or not.

Anyway, no one dares to hurt these two monsters, doesn't they?

……………………

Song Wen closed his eyes, suddenly woke up, he opened his eyes and looked at the room in front of him, it was a very familiar room furnishings, a few pigeons flew outside the huge floor-to-ceiling window, he was sitting on a chair, and there was no one in front of him.

But just now there were a few people standing in front of him, namely Wang Jing, the psychiatrist and the new little secretary, Song Wen remembered that he sat on the chair and received hypnotherapy from the man, but he should not have been hypnotized, otherwise he would not have woken up suddenly, but they were gone?

Where did it go?

Song Wen stood up, moved his body, felt a little sore, he pursed his lips and sat back in his original position, looking at the documents in front of him that Wang Jing had already sorted out, everything on it was very detailed, and even the remarks were clearly marked.

Song Wen smiled, he had always known Wang Jing's ability to do things, he could actually consider handing over the branch to him later, he had always had this ability, and he seemed more suitable to be the president than him.

Thinking like this, Song Wen took out the documents he had prepared long ago from the drawer and signed his name. I put all the documents together and put them there neatly.

I don't know why, Song Wen always has a slight cleanliness habit, he sometimes feels that he is not stunned, obviously he didn't have such bad habits before, even Wang Jing said that Song Wen is getting more and more turtle hair, obviously an Aries but like a Virgo, it's really thin and unpleasant.

Song Wen didn't know what was wrong with him, but he still felt very comfortable tidying up, and he carefully smoothed the corners of the paper, and felt that he was almost up before standing up.

In the worksheet he just saw, he seemed to need to go to a meeting, as if he didn't see what the meeting was, Song Wen wanted to take a second look at the documents he had just placed, but the documents that had just been sorted out were neatly placed there, he paused, and stopped.

Forget it, someone will come here to inform him later.

Song Wenzhan subconsciously sorted out his clothes, and remembered in a trance that he really hadn't had a meeting for a long time, Wang Jing had done these things, and he had done a great job.

Basically, there is nothing to do with him Song Wen.

Song Wen is not dissatisfied, it doesn't matter, anyway, the money is still earned for him, isn't it good for him to bask in the sun quietly like this, and to tease the female secretary if he has nothing to do.

Song Wen was content.

So I was surprised to see that the document asked him to go to a meeting, Wang Jing should have arranged these things properly, but it was really strange that he had indicated that he would be allowed to come this time.

This shows that this meeting is very important, and Song Wen also takes it to heart.

He opened the door, and behind the door was the conference room?!

Song Wen twisted his eyebrows, when did the company even change the building, and no one came to inform him when the conference room was changed here?

Song Wen curled the corners of his lips and smiled, his eyes flashed with a cold light, it seemed that he really didn't put him as the president in his eyes.

He pushed open the door and smiled the moment he saw the man, "What are you doing here?" ”

The man looked at him, the crazy face was full of smiles, with a little seductive commotion, the gold wire glasses were full of ghost animal breath, the man looked at him and smiled, showing a little shyness, "Oops~ People miss you!" ”

Song Wen shuddered, a little impulsive to vomit, and he really retched, "When did you break your brain." ”

The man looked at him and grinned, Song Wen actually felt that he was a little immature, it was really inexplicable, the man's face still looked so disgusting.

Song Wen looked at him with an expressionless face, "This is not the place you should come. He subconsciously touched his pocket, but there was nothing. Song Wen frowned, wondering if he had forgotten his phone on the table.

But no, forget it.

Zhou Qi looked at him and smiled, "I think this is where I should be." Before Song Wen could speak, he raised his hand and pointed to the position opposite him, "Why don't you talk about it?" ”

He narrowed his eyes and smiled bewitchingly, "Really don't you wonder why I'm here?" ”

Song Wen looked at him calmly, and then collapsed, he slowly walked in front of the man, pulled out a chair and sat in front of him, the man watched his movements, and handed over a glass of water with great precision the moment he did it.

Song Wen looked at the crystal clear cold white open in front of him, was silent for a moment, and then looked away. Not to mention that this is the water handed over by Zhou Qi, and regardless of whether he is a cold white open or not, what makes Song Wen uncomfortable is that there is a little fingerprint on this cup of water that has not been removed, it exists there very abruptly, and it looks really uncomfortable.

Song Wen wanted to wipe him off but was afraid that his hands would be stained, staring at it made him uncomfortable, and he wanted to see it again if he didn't look at it.

It's really uncomfortable.

Thinking about it like this, I hate the man in front of me even more, what are you doing with the water cup when you have nothing to do, and you are courteous?

Disgusting.

As soon as Song Wen was about to sarcastically say two sentences, he met the man's gaze, he saw Zhou Qi supporting his chin with one hand, and Ban squinting his eyes as if he hadn't woken up, and if he looked at it carefully, he would find that he was not asleep, he really looked away and then pretended to look away inadvertently.

Then he met Song Wen's eyes.

That's pretty sassy.

Of course, it was even more uncomfortable.

Both of them.

After being silent for a while, Zhou Qi said, "Are you thirsty?"

Song Wen feels a little thirsty, but why should he tell you? What the hell is going on with you? He paused and said, "Not thirsty." ”

"Oh."

Zhou Qi glanced at him, "When did you have a cleanliness habit?"

Song Wen didn't speak with a cold face, when did the cleanliness habit have anything to do with you?" This is my personal question. ”

"Okay." Zhou Qi smiled slightly and pushed the frame of his glasses, and said, "Don't you ask why I am here?" ”

Song Wen's face was expressionless, "Didn't you just say that you were going to tell me?" ”

"Oh." The man in front of him smiled, "But I don't want to tell you now." ”

"Hahahaha." Song Wen smiled.

"Hahahaha." Zhou Qi also smiled.

At this moment, Song Wen reached out and picked up the glass water cup in front of him, and threw it at the man in front of him, the cup didn't seem to be impacted by the water, not a drop was spilled, and it all flew to the opposite side.

At this moment, the person in front of him suddenly disappeared.

Song Wen looked at the empty position in front of him expressionlessly, and suddenly smiled. Then he opened his eyes, and as expected, there was still a familiar scene in front of him, but there were three people standing in front of him.

Familiar expressions of familiar people.

Song Wen looked at them, "How's it going?" This time?"

Wang Jingtuo groaned, "What did you do in your dream?" The range of movements was so large, and there was even a little fluctuation in his expression, which made Wang Jing a little excited, and he glanced at the man standing next to him with interest, and he was still a little happy in his heart.

I didn't expect this man who looked and didn't use it to be really useful.

It's pretty easy to make.

Song Wen's expression at that time made him find a little familiarity.

That's a good start.

Liu Liu silently handed over a tissue, she was a little disgusted, but she didn't dare to show it on her face, "Your face is full of sweat, and your cheeks are red, could it be that you are thinking about something indescribable?"

Song Wen took the tissue, he didn't find it at first, but now he found that he was really sweating profusely, and he remembered that he was still very dry and comfortable when he was in his dream.

I didn't expect to sweat so much.

The psychiatrist, who had not been biting, looked at Song Wen with five black eyes and said, "Does Song always feel uncomfortable?" ”

This is the question that people ask, which is like those two people, who treat him as air.

Song Wen nodded lightly and said lightly: "It's okay." ”

In short, it can be a personal touch.

Abbreviation.

Pretending.

"That's good." Riel curled the corners of his lips and smiled, he blinked, "Then Song always wants to come back a second time?"

Song Wen shook his head, stood up and wiped his hands clean, "No, there are enough today, let's wait for tomorrow." ”

"Okay." Riel was very obedient, lowered his eyebrows and never retorted a word.

Song Wen was still very satisfied with him, "Good job, double the salary card." ”

Riel curled his lips, "Thank you, President." ”

Wang Jing: "???"

"Mine?"

Song Wen squinted at him, "?you?"

"What are you, does it have anything to do with you?"

Wang Jing hehe, "I will ...... you every day." "Forget it, there are girls present, take care of the image.

A grass sound, "Grass." ”

Song Wen was very happy, he remembered the things in his dream, and felt more and more interesting, he watched Ruier leave, and said to Wang Jing: "You can go too." ”

Wang Jing: "......?"

Want to throw it away when you're done with it?

Song Wen looked at him, Wang Jing also looked at him, the two looked at each other a few times, Song Wen said: "What's the matter, do you want to stay for dinner......?"

Wang Jing: "............ Illustrious. "He turned around and left, who the is rare!

Let's go!

When he walked to the door, he paused and turned back, holding the girl who was not ready with one hand.

Liu Liu: "............???"

Song Wen didn't stop him, originally Wang Jing didn't recommend bringing Liu Liu with him, for fear that this innocent little girl would not be able to get out if she knew so much, but Song Wen insisted that there was really no way.

After reading it, she probably didn't know what they were doing, so she really didn't need to worry too much.

Song Wen didn't want her to stay here, but he still had other plans.

He looked at the empty room, paused and walked to the table, paused for two seconds, and then pulled open the drawer, which contained nothing.

On the clean table in the dream was a large sheet of white paper and a black pen, as well as his own seal.

None of the documents in the dream of the meeting or anything like that really existed, was it really Monroe?

But how could he dream like that?

Is it really that I feel like I've been idle for too long and can't get used to it? Looking for something to do?

Song Wen smiled, feeling that he had been really nervous recently.

He looked at the blank paper under his hand, picked up the pen, paused, and wrote down his decision.

Whether in a dream or in reality, Song Wen really still thinks so.

Wang Jing has the ability to manage the branch.

Song Wen thought so and signed his name.

It is said that dreams are their subconscious, so why do you dream of Zhou Qi?