High Ridge Flower Rescue Project

Chapter 143 Assistant vs President ...

When Assistant Lin delivered the meal, he waited outside the door for a long time before Mr. Ming's slightly hoarse voice came from inside.

"Enter."

Xi Hua sat on the sofa beside him, avoiding Mr. Ming as if avoiding suspicion.

Lin Zhu took a quick glance and found that the tips of the other party's ears seemed a little too red at this moment.

The atmosphere in the room was a bit, strange.

Lin Zhu quickly put away his eyes, looking at his nose, nose, and mouth, facing Chongming's somewhat unkind gaze, and showed his professionalism of more than ten years, quickly arranged the meals on the table, and treated himself as a wooden man the whole time.

With a "click", the door of the office was closed again.

Lin Zhu took a deep breath as if he was the rest of his life after a catastrophe, and then said to the other colleagues in the president's office quite deeply: "If you have anything to do today, come to me directly, and don't bother Mr. Ming."

Everyone who didn't realize there was a problem nodded, "Okay."

Lin Zhu nodded solemnly, then walked into his office at the same pace.

Hidden strength and name.

As for Xi Hua, after such a small episode, the previous ambiguous atmosphere seemed to be washed away by the smell of rice.

Chongming looked at Xi Hua's helpless expression, and coughed helplessly,

"eat first."

Holding the chopsticks, Xi Hua suddenly began to ponder the word "first" in his heart for some reason.

To say that the use of this word is really ingenious, and the vivid image reflects the vastness and depth of Chinese characters.

It has a long aftertaste and profound meaning, giving people unlimited room for reverie...

eat first.

What are you going to do after dinner?

Chong Ming quietly glanced at Xi Hua who was sitting there stiffly, his brows and eyes were cold and calm,

"Why don't you eat?"

Xi Hua came back to his senses suddenly, buried his head in embarrassment and stuffed himself a mouthful of rice, and said vaguely: "I'm eating, I'm eating."

Chongming asked Xi Hua to eat, but he didn't seem to be hungry, he moved his chopsticks perfunctorily a few times and then stopped.

Then he began to add vegetables to Xi Hua non-stop.

Xi Hua swallowed the food in his mouth with some difficulty, and declined: "I can do it myself..."

The enthusiasm of the other party makes Xi Hua feel like a year pig that has been fed and ready to be slaughtered. It is about to be washed and served as a dish...

Of course, half an hour later, Chongming told Xi Hua with practical actions that his previous conjecture was completely correct.

In broad daylight, the curtains were not even drawn. Although this was on the 39th floor, Xi Hua still felt that it was beyond his acceptable range.

He pushed Chongming's chest hard, anxious and ashamed, tears were about to fall,

"Windows! Windows!"

Chongming kissed his lover's slender and fair neck, and bit it gently.

But even at this moment, Chong Ming still had that cold expression of no desire on his face, and it was completely impossible to imagine what he was doing now.

The afternoon sun shines on the two of them through the window.

Because Xi Hua's skin was suddenly exposed to the air, he couldn't help but tremble slightly.

The hands are raised above the head.

Xi Hua felt that he was like a tree at this time, and there was a storm between the sky and the earth. Only by bending his waist with all his strength, could he avoid the pain of being broken.

All are presented.

Exposure to air, exposure to sunlight.

It has been carefully studied and measured over and over again.

Shame, fear, lust, thrill, forbidden pleasure.

All of these mixed together made Xi Hua's entire figure look like a taut string.

And this string is still being plucked constantly.

The watery light in the eyes filled the corners of the eyes, and Xi Hua's stimulated corners of the eyes turned red a lot, and the whole person was as gorgeous as a rose in full bloom.

His hands were restrained and unable to move, so when the other party bent down, Xi Hua bit Chongming's shoulder,

The action was fierce, but the tone was sobbing and accusing: "How could you do this..."

Chongming let Xi Hua bite, his eyebrows and eyes, which seemed to be able to ascend to immortality at any time without any worldly thoughts, were finally stained with a different color at this time,

Chongming's brows were slightly frowned, his expression was a bit forbearing,

But it wasn't because of the bite on the shoulder, but——

"Xi Hua,"

Chongming's voice was a bit panting and hoarse under extreme depression, coaxing in a low voice: "Relax."

In order to make his own words more convincing, Chongming added: "The inside of the room cannot be seen from the outside."

Xi Hua opened his mouth in doubt, but still refused to relax his vigilance: "Really?"

Chong Ming was too familiar with every reaction of Xi Hua, and after hearing this question, the wrinkle between his brows slowly loosened, and he affirmed: "Really."

......

For a whole afternoon, Xi Hua had no strength at all from being tossed about, and he didn't even bother to lift his fingers.

Outside the window, the night fell, and colorful neon lights flickered on the glass wall curtain outside the building.

Xi Hua was carried by Chongming to take a bath.

It was also at this time that Xi Hua realized that the other party's office was like a well-equipped presidential suite, with all the necessary facilities.

When the other party rubbed away the shower gel and then put the foam on her body, a word flashed in Xi Hua's mind--a long-planned plan.

But, but... Xi Hua subconsciously frowned again.

Chong Ming seemed to know what Xi Hua was thinking about, calmly massaged Xi Hua's scalp, and said slowly: "There is no one else, you are the first."

Having said this, Chong Ming's tone became a little bit more serious, and Xi Hua's small reflection was reflected in his black pupils.

"The only one," he said.

Xi Hua felt as if his heart skipped a beat, and his body began to turn red and hot quickly.

Like just cooked shrimp.

It's over.

Xi Hua lamented in his heart, at this moment he actually felt that it didn't matter even if what the other party said was a lie.

No, maybe he has already subconsciously regarded this as the truth in his heart.

In normal times, reason may still be suppressed, but at this moment, the emotional balance has shifted for no reason.

The refreshing aroma of shower gel, accompanied by the original cold woody fragrance on the other party's body, blended into a very calm and charming atmosphere that filled the bathroom.

Under the thin and hazy night, Xi Hua only felt as if he felt a kind of ultimate stability at this moment.

It seems that I suddenly understood why the topic of "forever" cannot be escaped in all love affairs.

Because this feeling is really good.

So much so that people have the illusion of wanting to hold it in their hands forever.

Chongming quietly lowered his eyes to look at his obedient lover who allowed himself to move, and stretched out his hand to gently stroke the back of the other's head, "What are you thinking?"

Xi Hua pursed her lips.

With the warm water rushing over his head, Xi Hua took the opportunity to close his eyes, then shook his head.

He didn't dare to ask the other party if he would stay with him forever.

I dare not confirm how long this relationship can last.

Xi Hua was actually a little scared, and began to yearn for the warmth at this time for himself.

Fortunately, Chongming didn't have to get an answer.

He took the shower to wash off the foam on Xi Hua's head, then stretched out his long arms, and fished him out of the water.

Xi Hua once again experienced the feeling of being hugged by a princess.

The first time I was a little ashamed, but now Xi Hua can naturally put his arms around Chongming's neck.

Only the floor lamp was turned on in the room.

The orange light is warm and peaceful.

Xi Hua rested on Chong Ming's lap, looking up at Chong Ming who was blowing his hair with a hair dryer.

Amidst the noise of the wind, Xi Hua mysteriously raised his hand to touch Chong Ming's face, and his fingertips landed on the brow bone.

For a moment, Xi Hua felt that this scene seemed familiar.

It was as if such a scene had happened a long, long time ago.

The heart seemed to become soft and sour.

heavy.

Xi Hua felt like he had a lot to say, but he couldn't say a word.

He was at a loss and puzzled, not understanding why such complicated emotions appeared in his heart at this moment.

The noisy wind stopped.

The room was quiet again.

Chongming didn't miss the surprise in Xi Hua's eyes, he held Xi Hua's wrist, and then took out a silver ring like a magic trick.

Xi Hua only felt a slight chill on his ring finger, and when he came back to his senses, the ring had been tightly fitted on his finger.

Not too big or too small, just like it was custom-made.

Xi Hua saw that the ring was stuck, he was not sure if the other party meant what he thought.

After watching it for a long time, I only hesitated to say one thing: "You..."

Chongming took Xi Hua's hand, and a cool kiss fell on his fingertips.

"The name of this ring is 'π'."

A long time ago, I gave it to you in another capacity.

At that time, even though I didn't know the truth, I still firmly believed that the two of us would meet again, and I firmly believed that I would fall in love with you again-and it was true.

"It is an irrational number, it is ubiquitous in mathematics, it is infinite and non-recurring, and its value is constant... Theoretically speaking, it includes everything in the past, present, and future."

Following Chong Ming's words, another voice rang out in Xi Hua's mind simultaneously.

The same words, the same voice.

Xi Hua opened his mouth and spoke several times: "Have I met you before?"

As soon as this idea appeared, it grew uncontrollably in Xi Hua's heart, and all seemingly irrational behaviors and feelings seemed to have a reasonable explanation in an instant.

But at the same time, Xi Hua felt that this was really nonsensical and absurd, like a third-rate script written by some third-rate writer.

Madness challenged his firm materialistic beliefs of more than 20 years.

Chongming lightly pressed Xi Hua's forehead, instead of directly answering this question, he said: "As I said, you can trust me more and rely on me more."

He looked deeply into Xi Hua's eyes, "This deadline is forever."

Regardless of identity, status, appearance, name.

Maybe everything will change, but my love for you will not.

The relationship between us will not.

Even though the marriage contract has already been concluded, in this world, Chongming still wants to do it again according to the rules of this world.

Thinking of this, Chongming's eyes became extremely soft.

He whispered: "Let's get married."