On Sunday night, Xu Zhiheng leaned back on the old sofa in Milo's house and watched Milo pack his luggage. From time to time, he took out his unpleasant-looking clothes from his suitcase and threw them on the sofa.

What is this? Hot pants! Little vest! Sundress! You can't bring any of them!

"Xu Zhiheng, don't make trouble!" When Xu Zhiheng took a pair of denim shorts out of the suitcase, Milo finally broke out.

"Who made the mess, are you sure you're on a business trip?" Thinking of Milo wearing hot pants and exposing his two snow-white thighs, the scattered expression on Xu Zhiheng's face could hardly be disguised.

Look at the shorts in Xu Zhiheng's hand, uh, it's a little too short! But this is a famous brand, and I haven't had a chance to wear it after buying it at a discount. Don't dare to wear it out in J City, and don't wear it when you go to Guangzhou, isn't it never the light of day?

Milo retorted with insufficient confidence, "Guangzhou is hot." ”

"There was air conditioning in the venue." Xu Zhiheng threw a professional outfit to Milo, and the meaning was already obvious.

"This time the schedule is very loose, I have a lot of free time, I still have to go out!" Now that you've made your food notes, do you have to walk the streets in professional attire?

"That's not going to work either!" Hearing that there was a lot of free time, Xu Zhiheng was not good. Fei Yifan's intentions have been revealed, but Milo is still so happy to pack up and look forward to it. Don't?

Xu Zhiheng's hanging heart was still in the air, and he saw Mi Luo pick up a suspender nightgown and fold it neatly in half, and he was immediately angry, "Mi Xiaoluo, do you want Fei Yifan to knock you down directly?" ”

"Say what? We don't live in the same room, and Mr. Fei is not that kind of person. ”

"What do you mean by not being that kind of person? Let me tell you, there's not a single man who isn't that kind of person, it's all beasts, you know? That is, the difference between good and bad disguise. ”

Xu Zhiheng rushed into Milo's room without saying anything, copied a pair of gray pajama pants and a dark gray T-shirt from the closet, and threw them to Milo, "Bring this set." ”

"This T-shirt is yours." Milo looked at the clothes Xu Zhiheng threw at him speechlessly.

"Didn't you keep saying that this T-shirt was of good texture and comfortable to wear, and you were clamoring to keep it as pajamas, why can't you look at it with your Mr. Fei?"

Milo stared at Xu Zhiheng for a long time and didn't speak, today's Xu Zhiheng is a little weird, his mood is strange, and his behavior is even stranger.

"Little Luoluo, do you know that men and women are in different places, and it is easy to get off the beaten line? Dress discreetly, it won't hurt you. You don't want to go on a business trip and mess up the relationship between your boss and subordinates, right? Xu Zhiheng tried his best to soften his tone, he knew very well that Milo was a person who ate soft or hard, and there was no need for them to resist on what clothes to bring.

Sure enough, Milo lowered his eyes, rolled up the pajamas that Xu Zhiheng threw over, and put them in the suitcase.

Early the next morning, when the sky was just dawning, Xu Zhiheng went downstairs with his suitcase and Milo, and saw Fei Yifan standing next to the car at a glance. Both of them were stunned for a moment because of the sudden appearance of the other.

"Mr. Fei, why are you here, didn't you meet at the airport?" Milo didn't notice the tension between the two men, just trying to make sure that he didn't have Madahar to the point of remembering the wrong place to meet.

"I called a car to go to the airport, and when I saw that it was still early, I wanted to stop by and pick you up." Fei Yifan's words were said to Milo, but his eyes always fell on Xu Zhiheng intentionally or unintentionally. He wanted to know how Xu Zhiheng would come down from the upstairs with Milo when it was less than five o'clock in the morning? Are they living together?

"Mr. Fei is really a considerate leader, but since I've already gotten up, it's better for me to send it, anyway, I can't sleep when I go upstairs now." Mr. Fei, why don't you join us too! Xu Zhiheng seemed to see through Fei Yifan's thoughts, and spared no effort to mislead.

"Yes, Mr. Fei, let's go together! It is rare for Xu Zhiheng to be diligent once, get up early in the morning, and let him perform once. Milo didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but he also agreed.

Fei Yifan pursed his lips and stared at Xu Zhiheng, his eyes darkened a few degrees.