"Young Master, that's the second young master's car."

The car drove out of the parking lot, and the driver looked at the phantom that was driving into the parking lot more than 100 meters away, and slowly slowed down.

Jun Moting glanced back, but in his mind, it was the door that didn't open last night, "Let's go." ”

"Oh, okay."

The driver responded, shrunk his neck, and slowly drove out at an accelerated speed.

Qin Ye pounced.

The front desk said with a smile, the city lord just left.

Qin Ye got into the car and hurried back to Mojing Villa.

Qin Shuyi also smiled, saying that Jun Moting had called, saying that there was a party in the evening and he would not come back for dinner.

Standing in the center of the living room, Qin Ye actually felt that the man did it on purpose!

Eat and walk, take a bath and do homework.

I also played two games.

waited until 12 o'clock, Jun Moting didn't come back.

Looking at Xu Mengqing's sentence "What should I do with Brother Ye" in the WeChat dialog box, Qin Ye was a little anxious.

Hearing the sound of the motor from far and near, followed by the sound of the flameout, Qin Ye hurriedly got up and went out.

Jun Moting's body has a faint smell of wine.

Thinking of the last time he was drunk, although he didn't do anything to her, it could be regarded as frivolous, Qin Ye was a little nervous.

"Haven't slept yet?"

Seeing that the young man's hair was unkempt and he was wearing home clothes, he was a little more obedient than during the day, and Jun Moting's tone was also a little gentler.

Qin Ye's tense spirit relaxed, "Brother, you go back to the room first, and I'll give you a hot cup of milk." ”

This is, what do you want?

Jun Moting's eyes flashed slightly, and he raised his feet and went upstairs.

When Qin Ye entered the room with milk, Jun Moting had already finished bathing.

The upper body is naked, and only a bath towel wraps the lower half of the body.

His hair was dripping and dripping, and he didn't care at all.

Taking the cup handed by Qin Ye and putting it on the bedside table, Jun Moting nodded, "It's not early, go back to sleep." ”

"Oh."

With his mouth on his lips but not moving under his feet, Qin Ye hesitated what to say.

"Brother, I want to ask you a ......"

"Come here and give me a button."

As soon as Qin Ye's words spoke, he was interrupted by Jun Moting.

Jun Moting moved his shoulder, turned around and lay on the bed, "Shoulder pain." ”

Depend on!

Why?

Qin Ye regretted it a little.

If she had known that there was such a thing, she might as well not wait for him and ask him at the dinner table tomorrow morning.

"Brother, then you go to bed early, and I'll go back too."

Qin Ye turned around and was about to slip away, "I have to get up early tomorrow to go to school." ”

As soon as the words fell, I felt a chill in my back.

Qin Ye cautiously turned his head and met the man's cold eyes.

Because of the wine, the man's eyes were bright.

Like a beast in the dark.

In the face of Jun Moting's automatic confession of physique, it played a role again.

Qin Ye jumped on the bed immediately.

Jun Moting closed his eyes in satisfaction.

I hammer!

I'll shoot!

I'm pinching!

"Massage" while slandering his abdomen, Qin Ye was full of resentment.

Hearing the man's even breathing, Qin Ye fell weakly on the bed.

For a long time, I got out of bed and went out with a depressed face.

But when he closed the door, he heard the man's dream-like whisper, "Go find Mo Jiu." ”

Looking for Mo Jiu?

More than ten minutes later, Qin Ye stared at the stack of materials in his hand.

Letter of transfer of shares.

Contract for the change of legal person.

Also, Xu Mengqing's mother's discharge application.

……

Therefore, Jun Moting not only knew the whole story, but also asked Xu Kuian to complete it one by one according to her requirements?

So, when she appeared, he had already guessed her thoughts, right?

Being seen through by a man, Qin Ye felt that it was expected.

However, thinking that he had delivered milk and massaged all night, Qin Ye was inexplicably a little angry.

Driving Mo Jiu away, Qin Ye went back to the room sullenly and slammed the door.

Jun Moting, your uncle, you did it on purpose, right?