"Don't," he whispered to stop me, straining me in his arms, "a moment, when we're done"

It's over

"No, I want to go to work"

"You've made me feel it, and you're responsible."

"Who told you to touch it"

"Who told you to dress so seductively"

"Is it up to you to think about the temptation?"

"You're really too thin to wear like this" He closed his eyes and kissed my neck, cold lips, heavy breathing, and this time his hand directly uncovered the thin layer of flesh fabric, stretched inside, and drove straight in.

Another cloud shower, and I admit I couldn't control it either. Now that this kind of thing is tacitly understood, it is better to enjoy it if you can't break free, and I try to persuade myself.

Afterwards, he reasoned with me, saying that this was to teach me not to dress too much in public in the future.

He also said that he had been in the mix for so long and had seen everything, not an old antique.

Dressed the same anyway, I changed into a serious coat, wide-legged pants and a shirt, and he finally left satisfied.

This antique. I cursed in my heart.

Soon arrived at the company, the company was quiet, and Wen Zihao happened to meet me at the door. He was carrying a bottle of carbonated drink in his hand and was grunting it into his mouth.

Just as he was about to say hello, he noticed that he had a bandage wrapped around his right arm.

"Morning"

"What's wrong with your arm," I asked.

Speaking at the same time, Wen Zihao was stunned, and then immediately showed a painful look: "It hurts"

Even his voice softened.

Looking at his wicked appearance, I knew it was all right.

Thinking of Yan Yufeng's warning, I said: "I know that you won't tell me why you skipped work yesterday, so it's not difficult for me to be for you, I don't know if the salary is gone."

"I'll tell you, can you give me your salary," Wen Zihao said.

I was stunned, Yan Yufeng didn't say

Could it be that Yan Yufeng lied to me

If this matter has a great impact on Wen Zihao, it is impossible to tell me if he is not killed.

Some things, the result of inconsistent calibers, can only be questioned.

I smiled: "Okay, tell me in 1510, you should have never happened if you skipped work." ”

Wen Zihao was mysterious, thought for a while, and suddenly changed his hexagram: "Forget it, I still won't say it." ”

"Does this affect you?"

"It doesn't affect me, but forget it, I still won't talk about it."

"Ha" I'm a little anxious.

Seeing him swaggering ahead of me, I had an idea, and while he was not paying attention, I snatched his drink at once.

Wen Zihao stopped and looked at me: "You really want to know so much"

"Hmm."

"Why" his voice suddenly lowered, close to me: "I'll give you specific words, do you think the word sea of corpses is a little familiar?"

I was stunned.

How would he know I felt this way

"Nope." I replied decisively.

Sure enough, hearing me say this, Wen Zihao breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had kept a big secret.

This makes it even more suspicious.

"Why, where is this," I asked casually.

Wen Zihao shook his head, "It's okay, when it's time to tell you, your Lord Yama will tell you." ”

Wait for him to tell me

I couldn't help frowning, thinking that he got up in the morning and specially warned me not to pursue this matter, and threatened me with Wen Zihao, which was not a big deal, but it completely attracted my attention. Especially in my line of work, I can't tolerate secrets, and once there is a secret, I have to unravel it

"Okay, it's an irrelevant matter anyway," I deliberately said to Wen Zihao and changed the subject: "I'm going to the police station in a while, you find Xiao Pomegranate and ask him to help me ask Yuan Ye if he is at work." ”

"Wilderness" Wen Zihao white eyes: "Who"

"You'll find out in a moment."

As a result, Cao Cao Cao arrived.

This guy in the wilderness, before I could find him, he came to the door.

Soon, it was just the two of us in the office.

When Yuan Ye saw me, his first reaction was that the wound on my forehead was gone. Surprised, who said that I watched it for a long time before I was willing to throw an envelope on my desk and said, "The things you asked me about online violence, I have investigated it clearly, and these materials can barely be stored in our files." We will regard all these superstitious things as fake, and it has nothing to do with me what kind of results you have achieved or what kind of trouble you have caused in the future. ”