Because he didn't expect Shen Fanyin to sleep, Jing Zeheng's action of opening the door was not gentle.

Shen Fanyin was woken up.

She snorted softly, raised her hand to rub her eyes, and buried her face in the quilt in dissatisfaction.

Jing Zeheng actually felt that the person who was at fault was himself.

He closed the door gently, for fear that the two wastes outside would not be able to guard the door, and others would see her so delicate.

Shen Fanyin was rubbing in the quilt, and it seemed uncomfortable to lie down.

Finally, she poked her head out and looked at Jing Zeheng with misty sleepy eyes.

"You're done."

She dragged her hand and held out her hand to him, "Hug."

Jing Zeheng: "......"

Who can bear this?

He sat down on the edge of the bed and leaned over to pick her up.

The quilt slipped off, and he realized that she was wearing his shirt.

His clothes were clearly too large for her, and hung loosely on her body, revealing half of her rounded shoulders.

Shen Fanyin rested on his shoulder, and when she just woke up, she still had a coquettish little milk voice in her tone: "I'm so tired...... You've woken me up......

She blinked, her reddish eyes misty, and looked at him accusatory.

Jing Zeheng's heart was quickened.

He threw his arms around her waist and pressed her into his arms.

He said, "Why don't you go home and rest when you're tired?"

"It's not that Brother Cao said that you have something to look for me." Shen Fanyin pursed her lips lightly, and bit his neck to express her dissatisfaction, "What's the matter?"

Jing Zeheng pinched her chin, and her voice was hoarse: "Sanskrit, don't bite indiscriminately."

Shen Fanyin was very sensible: "I didn't use my strength, I won't leave tooth marks to affect your image as a wise and martial overlord."

It's really not hard, like a little milk cat.

But overly sultry.

Jing Zeheng looked at her unconscious appearance and had a slight headache.

He pressed the heat, dropped a light kiss on her forehead, and changed the subject to ask, "You gave my dad their ring?"

"yes, yes." Shen Fanyin generously admitted, still leaning on his arms, as if he didn't feel the source of his anger at all, "I want to wear a ring with you, but I'm afraid that the elders will find out directly, so I gave it to them under the pretext of transfer."

She raised her chin, and her big black and white eyes were exceptionally bright: "In this case, we can wear it, do you think I'm smart?"

She is like a cunning little fox, who has clearly done bad things and reversed black and white, but she still dares to wag her tail and beg for praise.

Jing Zeheng pinched her cheek, and the blame that had been brewing all the way became-

"That's smart."

Shen Fanyin smiled and bent her eyes, leaned back into his arms, tugged at the button of his clothes and said, "So you called me because you missed me?"

Her steps were quite good, and Jing Zeheng walked down exceptionally smoothly.

"Well, I missed you."

Shen Fanyin pursed her lips and chuckled, raised her head and kissed him: "Okay, you go to work, I'll sleep for a while, you're about to get off work and call me up, let's go home."

"Okay, then you sleep."

Jing Zeheng held the back of her head and asked her to lie down, and covered her with a quilt, and then left under Shen Fanyin's urging.

Shen Fanyin shook her little feet in the quilt.

Get.

Outside the office, Cheng Ye was a little nervous.

He's not Xiaomi, and he really hasn't dealt with the sauce in the office, if someone comes later......

Cheng Ye almost couldn't help but call Xiaomi for help outside the field, when the internal phone on his desk rang.

Cheng Ye was stunned for a moment, and then rushed over to pick up the phone: "Boss."

He felt his throat ache and his words ached.

"Bring in the E-028 project process."

After a brief request, the phone hung up.

Cheng Ye held the microphone and was stunned

Field.

He was stunned for a long time before he looked at Cao Guan and asked, "How long has the boss been in?"

Cao Guan: "Twelve minutes."

Cheng Ye: "......"

Twelve minutes.

Miss coaxed the boss?

It's a little too fast.

Cheng Ye didn't want to believe that his boss was so worthless, he preferred to believe that the E-028 project was urgent, and the boss didn't want to waste time.

Cheng Ye felt that he still had to be cautious and never block the boss when he was in a bad mood.

This is the basic quality of a secretary!

However, when he entered the office with the finished project process, all he saw was a smile on the corner of his boss's mouth.

Cheng Ye: "......"

At a young age, his eyes began to flower.

He's going to have to make an appointment for a medical check-up.

Jing Zeheng glanced up at him as he took the folder and asked, "Are there any recent performances or movies?"

Cheng Ye was stunned, remembering his wife's concert last night, and said, "There is a concert of King Zhou Tianwang on the weekend, but the tickets for ...... have long been sold out.

"But what?" Jing Zeheng asked while reading the documents.

"But if you want to see it, I'll get as many tickets as I can." Cheng Ye said stubbornly. Chinese Net

Jing Zeheng's hand paused for a moment and said, "Find Su Xingmu and buy four."

"Okay." Cheng Ye breathed a sigh of relief, but was a little puzzled, "Boss, do you want four?"

"Hmm." Jing Zeheng looked up at him, "Two for you."

Cheng Ye: "......!"

What kind of fairy boss is this!

"Boss! Great kindness and virtue are beyond ......."

"Shut up."

Jing Zeheng frowned and glanced in the direction of the lounge: "Sanskrit is sleeping."

Cheng Ye instantly understood, and consciously lowered the volume to below thirty decibel according to the previous experience: "Boss, thank you, my wife likes King Zhou the most."

"You're welcome."

Jing Zeheng really didn't expect that Cheng Ye's wife liked King Zhou, he just knew Cheng Ye.

If he wasn't interested, this kind of non-work-related thing would have to be looked up to find out.

Two tickets are just a matter of one sentence for Jing Zeheng.

Cheng Ye left with a full stomach, returned to his workstation to check today's movie, picked a show with good reviews and the right time, bought a ticket, and gave it to Jing Zeheng before getting off work.

"Boss, this is a recent hit romance movie, I bought the eight o'clock show, and the movie theater is a ten-minute drive from Castle Hill."

Jing Zeheng took the ticket and nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, hard work, you guys get off work."

"Okay." Cheng Ye smiled and responded.

"If a paparazzi has recently taken a picture, don't hold it down." Jing Zeheng added.

Cheng Ye immediately turned around, looked at Jing Zeheng with surprise in his eyes, and said sincerely, "Boss! Congratulations on keeping the clouds open and seeing the moon!"

Jing Zeheng: "......"

This sounds a little awkward.

He waved his hand and motioned for Cheng Ye to hurry up.

When the office was quiet again, Jing Zeheng glanced at his watch.

Since Shen Fanyin gave him this Vacheron Constantin, he has never worn another watch.

Five.

Jing Zeheng resisted the impulse to read the last bit of the document, and immediately got up and went to the lounge.

Quietly pushing open the door, his eyes instantly constricted.

Maybe it was because he was sleeping hot, Shen Fanyin kicked the quilt away.

The long legs were on the dark gray quilt, and they were so white that they made his mouth dry.