When Zong Sheng looked at me, the original smug smile on the corner of his mouth disappeared. "See what?"

"You look good when you smile." I said.

"Am I smiling?"

"Forget it, I'm tired of talking to you." I said, this person, I should have taken a picture of his smug smile just now. Eat seriously, eat enough, and go back to sleep. I will go to the airport tomorrow, and I guess there is no time to sleep in. Rubbing my waist unconsciously, I feel that this kind of day when I don't go to work is more tired than going to work?

Zong Sheng's hand climbed up my waist and rubbed it on my waist lightly or heavily. I let out a comfortable "um" and he put down the fast food in his hand and leaned forward.

We were both sitting at the conference table, but as soon as he leaned over like this, I instinctively leaned back, and then I realized that something was wrong. He turned around and got off the conference table, his long legs barely exhausted, and he circled me in front of him.

"Zong Sheng, eat!" I whispered a reminder to him.

As soon as he lowered his body, he could see the collarbone under his shirt and the wound on his shoulder. "Eat you!" She lowered her head and sniffed hard at my neck, and I immediately realized that the smell of blood on me would make him react.

"Nope."

"How many more days?"

"I don't know."

"I told you not to come, you still have to come. It's fun to lure me so much, but not to me, isn't it fun? I still have to solve the problem you provoked. ”

I didn't understand what he was saying at first, but it was only when the changes in his body were noticeable that they were felt in my thighs. "Well, you, you can also jerk off at the computer like you did at school. Aren't all boys like that? ”

"Before I was with you, I had never felt so strongly, and even if I had, I would use meditation to calm myself down. But after you showed up, I couldn't be quiet at all. The blood seems to be boiling, all shouting, grabbing you fiercely. ”

"Zong Sheng, you ......" Before I finished speaking, his hand had already reached into my clothes. I stretched out my legs in a panic and kicked around, regardless of where I kicked them.

With a "snap", the headlights of the conference room lit up, followed by Zong Dahong's shout: "You! You guys! What are you two doing? Zong Sheng! You, you ......"

Zong Sheng pulled his hand out of my clothes, then stood up, looked at Zong Dahong at the door of the conference room over there, and said, "Uncle, what time is it, you are still here to work overtime?" ”

I tidied up my clothes in a panic and stood up as well: "Uncle." ”

"Huh, you guys! In the company, what a mess! Zong Dahong glared at the two of us, then walked to the conference room, took something from the material cabinet on the side and left.

Zong Sheng sat back down at the conference table and continued to eat with fast food.

I looked at him like that, and I was very angry: "Zong Sheng! What do you mean? Don't you apologize? ”

"You should get out of my dangerous place now. Be careful, I can't control it. ”

The way he said this was casually picking up the dishes in the fast food, which is not uncontrollable at all. If it weren't for the obvious changes in his body just now, I would have even wondered if he was pretending.

Even now, I ask myself that. The feeling on my lap just now couldn't have been that he was holding me against me with a pen.

I stepped forward and slapped my hand directly at his place. But when my hand fell, his chopsticks had already turned upside down, blocked my hand with the head of the chopsticks, and said in a low voice: "Hey! What do you really want to do? ”

He just stared at me, my hand was less than three or four centimeters above his place, and his chopsticks were still under his hand. My face turned red all at once, and I quickly withdrew my hand and wiped it vigorously on my pants. Then he put down his face: "I'm going back!" ”

"You haven't finished your meal yet."

"No more!" I said, carrying my things and heading straight outside.

"Remember to bring me my clothes tomorrow morning." He spoke, and behind him there was a low laugh. When I turned around, he didn't look at me, but at the whiteboard, but I could clearly see that he was smiling from my angle.

I quickly pulled out my phone and took a triptych at him. Didn't he say he wasn't laughing? I'm going to keep these pictures as proof.

He heard the camera and turned to look at me, but the first shot had already caught him smiling. I snorted at him before heading towards the elevator.

Taking a taxi from Zong'an Group to the community where he lives is actually quite far. After getting in the car, I reported the address, and I turned on my phone and looked at the triptych just now.

In the first one, he was indeed smiling, his eyes were smiling, and it was a very soft side face. The second one, which has already begun to turn back, is very blurry, and the third one, he just looks at me, still with that stinky face. But the facial features are very three-dimensional.

"Stinky Zongsheng! Dead ghosts! I sat in the back seat and cursed in a low voice. I don't know what happened to him tonight. Even if he hasn't been close for a month, he has always remembered the time very clearly, why did he suddenly mess with me like this? I was so nervous that I thought something was going to happen.

Why did he suddenly make such a fuss with me?

Wrong! The light is not right! I have the impression that the screen on the whiteboard is always on, and on it is a 3D drawing of a rotating load-bearing wall structure. That picture, always going there. My last impression was that Zong Sheng stood in front of me after he got off the conference table, and for a few seconds he completely blocked my view. After that, Zong Dahong entered the conference room. When I took the photo, the whiteboard was turned off, there was no effect, and the indicators were all red.

When is the whiteboard closed? When I first entered the door, Zong Sheng had the remote control of the whiteboard in his hand, and he also blocked my time for a few seconds. He could have turned off the whiteboard with the remote control. Why did he turn off the whiteboard?

Both questions were swirling in my head at the same time. My brow furrowed.

I held my phone and hesitated to ask him, I knew this kind of thing, and he wouldn't take the initiative to explain it to me.

This hesitation continued until the car returned to the entrance of the community. From the entrance of the community to the villa area inside, it takes more than ten minutes to walk. It was on this section that I sent him a message with two questions on my mind.

He didn't reply to me until I got home. The reply was just three words, "Zong Dahong", and there was no punctuation.

Zong Dahong? I was even more puzzled that when these things happened, the only third person present was Zong Dahong. Is Zong Sheng on guard against Zong Dahong? After hearing Zong Dahong's voice, he did it to me, to hide our true purpose in the conference room, and at the same time turned off the whiteboard screen, not wanting Zong Dahong to see the picture.

Zong Dahong is Zong Sheng is uncle, even if there are many things against Zong Sheng because of property reasons, but he feels that his uncle is a ...... I've seen Zong Dahong driving. I was a sophomore in high school that year, and after the summer vacation, I had been working outside the summer vacation, and just a few days before the summer vacation ended, I went home to live with my mother for a few days. On the day of returning to school, the bus in the village was crowded with people, and the bus between the city and the village was said to run every half an hour, but it was often only an hour or two before I saw a bus. My mom and I were in a hurry to wait.

Zong Dahong's car drove over, and my mother was also anxious, so she waved him to stop and asked him to take me to the city. Everyone in the small village knew that I would be Zong Sheng's daughter-in-law in the future, and Zong Dahong kept calling uncle, so he nodded to me and asked me to get in the car quickly.

At that time, he was wearing a faded and crumpled outfit, trousers rolled up to his knees, and an old straw hat on his head. When he saw me getting in the car, he took off his hat and smoothed his hair. In the summer, when the farm is busy, he, the department manager, has to go home to help his wife with the farming.

is such an uncle, even if the load-bearing structure diagram is seen by him? He's in architecture, so what if he understands it? I still don't understand in my heart, why did Zong Sheng guard against him? Could it be that Zong Sheng thinks that Zong Dahong may have been bought?

With this question, I couldn't sleep at all. Early the next morning, with panda eyes, before going to work, he sent clothes to Zong Sheng.

Zong Sheng went to the bathroom of his grandfather's house on the upper floor of the building, took a shower, had breakfast with his grandfather, and took me to prepare to go directly to the airport.

My grandfather also asked me about my internship and various things at school, and said that if there was nothing to do, Zong Sheng would also work in the company, and after graduation, I would also come over and work in my own company. It's easier to do your own family's business. Otherwise, I'll be the same as my grandmother said, it's okay to do housework and cook at home, and he doesn't have a problem.

Zong Sheng got into the car refreshed, but I didn't sleep well, and after getting in the car, I directly adjusted the seat and squinted.

I heard Zong Sheng whisper: "Help me look in the rearview mirror and reverse the car." ”

He never asked me to help me look at the car, I was a little confused, but I still took a look. There was no one behind, nothing moving, but I could see Zong Dahong talking on the phone at the door of the company, but his eyes were looking at the car on our side.

My heart strained for a moment, and Zong Sheng had already reversed the car and drove into the traffic.

The car drove a long way before I cautiously asked, "Your uncle?" ”

"In the past two days I was in the company, I found out that something was wrong with him." Zong Sheng threw me a blank piece of paper and said, "You didn't lose the name card of the company you interned at the beginning." Tomorrow he put on his uniform and brought his name card, but he moved to check his call list. I got a copy of my ID card. ”

I took the piece of paper and nodded, but I was still nervous, if this kind of thing was discovered and reported, would I be arrested? But this is also helping Zong Sheng, those things we do, if we say that we are caught, we don't know how many times we have been arrested.