In the new week, Jiang Ran returned to the lively Jiang Ran, so she took the time to pay attention to the progress of Qiu Mingyue and Zhang Shaoming. After learning that there was no possibility of further development between the two, Jiang Ran was not as frustrated as Qiu Mingyue thought. There is not even the regret that Sister Lin came last week, it seems that she has suddenly looked away, and there is no need to force it if there is a fate or not.
"You and your boyfriend...have reconciled?" Qiu Mingyue asked to confirm.
Jiang Ran smiled: "Forget it."
Qiu Mingyue recalled Jiang Zushi's appearance before and couldn't help but have reservations.
Seeing Qiu Mingyue's expression, Jiang Ran comforted her cheerfully: "Okay, it's okay. Last week, what should I say... You know, preparing for a wedding is very troublesome, and there will be a lot of friction. It's okay to talk about it."
Qiu Mingyue nodded and didn't ask any more questions. From her direction, she saw Zhang Yihe coming from the door.
Ever since she ran into Zhang Yihe and Jiang Zishi's argument, and what she didn't have before, Qiu Mingyue's feelings towards him became more and more strange. No matter whether she thought about it deeply or superficially, she always felt that this man had two faces, at least in terms of There were two faces in front of Jiang Ran.
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However, he looked gloomy now and passed their workstations without looking away. Qiu Mingyue was slightly surprised. Jiang Ran on the side lowered his head and was looking at his mobile phone. It seemed that he didn't see anyone and just missed it.
Qiu Mingyue thought about it and thought again, forget it, she was still a mud Buddha crossing the river when it came to feelings.
Yes, she felt that she was a little too big.
Inexplicably, she "established a connection" with Teacher E. In the past two days and the entire weekend, her ears and heart were soaked in the man's lewd words, so much so that she felt a little dazed when she came to work.
Looking at Zhou Su in the regular meeting, his always calm analysis and suggestions came into his mind, and were automatically converted into sexy rough breathing and groaning.
"Do you think about bad things when you go to work?"
"How can you tolerate being so greedy? Are you masturbating thinking about me?"
——Stop it.
"If you like my voice so much, do you usually get wet when you hear my voice in the company... Every time you have a meeting, you look serious, but you are actually secretly squeezing your legs, right?"
——STOP.
"...Pressed on the desk by me, with my butt raised, I fucked me from behind..."
My lower abdomen felt hot, and a small stream of warmth surged out from the depths of my legs.
His face was so hot that Qiu Mingyue didn't dare to move. He put his left hand to his mouth and coughed lightly.
"So this time..." Probably because of her coughing, Zhou Su glanced at her, paused, and continued to ask the relevant person in charge, "The user research for this event is intended to be based on the above purposes, but have you ever thought about it? Is it difficult to execute?"
Qiu Mingyue was made even more ashamed by Zhou Su's look, and his voice came to her ears again: Do you want me just by looking at you?
Qiu Mingyue tried to bite her tiger's mouth to wake herself up.
Those random sexual fantasies driven by raging hormones were completely transformed into concrete shapes after being typed into words by her estrogen. She was further breathed out by Teacher E in a voice that sounded exactly like Zhou Su, which burned the memory of orgasm into her cerebral cortex.
If so...will it become more and more depraved?
Qiu Mingyue didn't dare to think about it and found it exciting.
Standing on a towering penthouse, on a street bustling with traffic and sirens, or on an unfathomable beach estuary, the unconscious desire to take a step forward comes from the physical face of death. The call to survival instinct in times of danger.
After the meeting, Qiu Mingyue walked out of the conference room holding her laptop. Jiang Ran touched her gently with her arm: "Are you okay?"
Qiu Mingyue didn't react: "What?"
"Are you not sick? I saw that your face was very red just now."
Hearing what Jiang Ran said, Zhou Su, who was walking a few steps ahead of them, turned around and asked with concern: "Are you sick?"
Qiu Mingyue was embarrassed: "No, no..."
It was so cold that I didn't even have the confidence to say that I was blushing due to the heat.
"It's okay if you don't have one. The temperature of the air conditioner in the company has been low recently, so be careful of catching a cold." Zhou told.
Qiu Mingyue wore an over-the-knee skirt today and sandals from her last trip to the warehouse. She was too sensitive, and suddenly she thought that Zhou Su had seen her bare feet in public, and her toes almost curled up.
He muttered a nod, barely audible, and relied on Jiang Ran to reply: "Yeah, thank you, director, for your concern."
Qiu Mingyue hid in the bathroom, holding her head to calm down and think about life.
She wants to die but lives, and she can't bear it but endures it. She is like a volcano that wants to erupt. A dog jumps over the wall in a hurry, and a rabbit bites people in a hurry. Wild lilies have spring, and even extinct volcanoes may erupt.
She needed to talk, but Zhao Xige would only say one word to her: "Go."
In Zhao Xige's imagination, she should be a hussar general riding a big horse, but in Qiu Mingyue's eyes, she is a disgraced soldier who hides in hiding and is afraid of being hit by stray bullets.
As for Qiu Mingyue's little hobby of reading novels and comics, playing otome games, and even listening to men panting, Zhao Xige respects and understands it but cannot resonate with it. In Zhao Xige's words, "They are all men panting anyway, so why not find a real man in reality?"
Of course, this is under the condition that both appearance and character are acceptable.
Qiu Mingyue's answer was that she couldn't separate love and sex as clearly as Zhao Xige.
But now, she once again fell into doubt. Did she really distinguish between spirit and flesh now?
By some mistake, Qiu Mingyue opened the purple software.
Yesterday, she sent a new script to Teacher E. Qiu Mingyue herself felt that she was very productive.
In fact, I have already written more than half of it. It is a Qingshui novel written at the same time as Che Zhenben. It is about a female subordinate who meets the male boss she has a crush on during a blind date. The clearer the water, the purer the love. If there is no physical communication, there must be soul communication. So Qiu Mingyue got stuck. The manuscript that might have been discarded got a chance to be completed because it might be recorded.
She had already informed her of the prototype, and after sending the new script to Teacher E, she revealed almost all of her girlish thoughts in front of him. She was as nervous as she was waiting for the reply, and she was so nervous when she received the reply. Happy.
E: Very sweet and well written.
Teacher E and Qiu Mingyue thought very differently.
Based on the man's behavior, Qiu Mingyue's initial change in Teacher E was after discovering that he really did not make money from selling audio. Then came her first period. Based on Teacher E's preferred audio style, she speculated that he was gentle and domineering in bed. Type, then the reality is that he is probably some kind of stereotyped elite man?
After chatting for a day or two, Qiu Mingyue felt that Teacher E was gentle but not necessarily overbearing. He said that he was single, and his initiative made Qiu Mingyue naturally think that he must have something to gain, but in fact, even though his words were ambiguous, there was no teasing.
The beauty of online identity is that the human body can be reduced to a simple ID, face, body, voice, etc., which can be used to convey feelings and desires.
Qiu Mingyue asked Teacher E politely why he became a male asthma blogger, and he said it was because he found the audio interesting.
Interest or sexual interest, probably both.
Qiu Mingyue originally wanted to ask, why do so many Taiwanese girls give her "extra care", or is she actually just a fish in his sea? But no matter how I asked, I felt a little narcissistic, so I couldn't ask.
Teacher E looked like a husband who knew how to cook in an apron. He asked her what she liked and then showed off her cooking skills.
Clicking on the private chat page, what surprised Qiu Mingyue was that Teacher E was actually online?
Is this... turning on the status display function for her?
Qiu Mingyue also quickly opened the status function display for Teacher E.
After much hesitation, she sent a "Good morning" emoticon and asked: Teacher, are you online?
E: Well, you're not here.
Qiu Mingyue smiled knowingly, the two fishing workers.
Lemon Yellow Star: I just finished my morning meeting.
E: What's wrong?
Lemon Yellow Star: My leader is so handsome... Your voices are really similar.
E returned the smiley face symbol he often used.
E: It's an honor:) As long as you like it.
His seemingly humble attitude made Qiu Mingyue a little embarrassed, as if she was a scumbag who naturally had two boats in front of her spare tire.
Women just have too strong a sense of morality.
Qiu Mingyue still said good things: Actually, Teacher E, you are so good at [covering face] that I have a strong sense of involvement now.
E: What happened at the meeting?
Qiu Mingyue said shyly: Nothing happened, I just heard my boss talking and thought of your audio.
E: Will it not affect the meeting?
Qiu Mingyue admired Teacher E very much. If it were for her to make flirty remarks, he could actually care about her work seriously. This made it difficult for her not to think that he was a good person.
I'm afraid this is an illusion.
Lemon Yellow Star: No, not to that extent.
E: Where are you now?
Lemon Yellow Star: ...Bathroom.
E:?
The painting style suddenly took a turn for the worse?
Qiu Mingyue explained: Just wash your hands and calm down.
E: Go back to work early.
Lemon Star: Yeah.
Qiu Mingyue walked out of the cubicle, washed her hands, wiped them dry with paper towels, looked at herself in the mirror, and made a cheering gesture.
However, when he walked out of the bathroom and met Zhou Su, he said, "Whoops--" and ran faster than a deflated balloon.
Yes, she came to the bathroom next to Zhou Su's office. This time she didn't masturbate, it was really because it was empty and clean.
Qiu Mingyue smiled and nodded to say hello to Zhou Su. The next second she passed by, Zhou Su stopped her and said, "By the way, Mingyue."
"Eh!"
Qiu Mingyue was startled and responded loudly, seeming to amuse her leader. There seemed to be a smile in her black eyes that made her ears warm, "I just confirmed with the purchasing department that the product list mentioned in the meeting just now , you can just give it to me before you get off work tomorrow."
Qiu Mingyue said hurriedly: "Okay, okay."
"Thanks for your hard work."
"Won't."
Zhou Su rolled his eyes, and Qiu Mingyue was instantly stunned.
After returning to her seat, Mao Linlin, who was talking to Jiang Ran, saw her and blurted out: "Mingyue, why is your face so red?"
Qiu Mingyue subconsciously covered her face.
"She was very red during the meeting just now," Jiang Ran frowned, "Is she really okay?"
Qiu Mingyue waved her hands repeatedly, forced a smile and said: "It's okay, it's okay, haha, I just blush easily."
"Yeah?"
"Yes, sometimes I blush for no reason. It's okay. Don't worry."
Alas - poor her, the terrible male vixen.