Chapter 45

A low, muffled voice leaked out from the crevices of the tight biting lips, mixed with some faint nasal sounds. Qi Ji desperately suppressed it, for fear that his voice would be heard by people outside.

But his fear did not touch the initiator. Qi Ji clearly felt that he was bored. After humming, the breath on the side of his neck became heavier, and the sturdy arms around his waist tightened instantly, as if to embed his whole body. Another pair of bone blood.

Only then did Qi Ji realize how hard the man behind him was holding him from the moment they met.

Before could think about it, the sound of footsteps in the corridor had already reached the door. There wasn't a lot of independent space nearby, and those people quickly found this quiet washroom.

The door of the bathroom was knocked lightly twice, and someone called out tentatively, "President Pei?"

"Mr. Pei? Are you there?"

Although there is a compartment door blocking the line of sight, people outside cannot see the specific situation inside, but this distance of only one door really makes people sweat.

It seems that even a little heavier breathing will be detected.

Qi Ji had clearly had a lot of experience in hiding his body, controlling his breath and preparing for a fight before, but when he encountered such a thing, he still felt overwhelmed and almost tormented.

Contrary to him, the man behind him didn't even have the slightest fluctuation in his voice.

"I am here."

The low voice sounded from a close distance, and it shook the ears a little, but Qi Ji had no time to think about it - when the man behind him answered, there was actually a hand reaching out, covering Qi Ji's mouth and nose.

The breath was instantly occupied by the other party's breath, and it was the kind of fiery, hot, light fragrance that seemed to be lit by the blazing sun. Qi Ji was restrained by the man's practice, and his body froze because of the sudden physical contact.

Then he heard the man behind him say.

"You guys go first, I'll be there soon."

"Hey, good." The door responded, "We are in the very center of the A1 area, you can see it as soon as you enter."

"Um."

"There are 20 minutes left, so let's go first, President Pei."

The bathroom door was carefully closed, and the sound of footsteps in the corridor faded away. Qi Ji breathed a sigh of relief, but later realized that his breath was all in the palm of the man's palm.

"Well……"

He wriggled a bit, and his ears seemed to be touched by a man's palm, and they became more and more hot due to the high temperature.

Noticing his struggle, the palm with slender phalanx and dry palm on his face moved away.

"Are you bored?" Pei Yu asked.

The restraint on his back was also loosened a little, and Qi Ji was turned around by his shoulders, facing the familiar, handsome and deep face.

I haven't seen him for a few days, and the man's demeanor has not diminished. Looking at it from a close distance, it is even more breathtaking. He was wearing a custom-made formal suit, and the fabric was visibly expensive, but he hugged him so directly and forcefully, without considering whether these actions would leave creases on his height.

Qi Ji swallowed unconsciously.

He was obviously not bored. But for some reason, looking at the man in front of him, Qi Ji felt a little tight in his throat, and his breathing was a little difficult.

Although it is a compartment, the space here is not cramped, enough to accommodate two people side by side, and it will not make people feel that their breathing is blocked. But Xu was because the man was too tall and straight. Standing face to face with the other party, Mr. Qi Ji couldn't help but feel an unspeakable sense of oppression.

In addition, the sight of the other party's belongings like patrolling the territory fell, making people feel even more uncomfortable. Qi Ji almost failed to disguise his usual cute mask, so he could only answer dryly.

"No……"

As soon as he finished speaking, someone rubbed his cheek again.

"Why is your face so cold?" Compared to Qi Ji's discomfort, Pei Yusheng asked in an unusually natural tone, "It's cold on your body too? Why didn't you wear thicker clothes?"

Qi Ji's body temperature is low, and her hands and feet are cold all year round, even in summer, not to mention it's early winter now. He was used to it by himself, but he didn't feel much cold. Because of the hug just now, he felt a little hot on his face.

Qi Ji was about to shake his head, but before he could speak, the man in front of him had already made a decision: "Where are you sitting? I'll have someone bring you a thin blanket over here."

Qi Ji was startled and hurriedly said, "Don't bother President Pei..."

"No trouble," Pei Yu said. "Also, you called it wrong again."

The chin was scratched lightly or severely, like a less serious punishment. Qi Ji didn't quite understand why the other party repeatedly emphasized the issue of the name, so he could only explain: "Mr. Pei, this is a company after all..."

He also had to remind the other party: "And in a few minutes, the conference will start."

"I know." Pei Yusheng lowered his voice and seemed to sigh silently.

Qi Ji raised his eyes to look at him subconsciously, but his back was warm, and he was wrapped into his arms again by the other party.

The face-to-face hug was even tighter than the back-to-back hug. The man pressed the back of Qi Ji's neck through a layer of collar, pulled him into his arms, and pressed his chin lightly against the other's heart.

His breath was a little heavier, and his voice was hoarse. Although he was whispering, it seemed like he was talking to himself.

"But I haven't slept well for thirteen days."

Qi Ji leaned against the person's chest, unable to see the other person's face, but he could imagine the person's tiredness.

He opened his lips, but in the end he was unable to squeeze out a complete word from his dry and tight throat.

In the end, Qi Ji could only stretch out his hand in a rusty way, and hug this man who stood upright and had his back straight like a gun at all times.

But what he can reach is not a cold barrel, nor a sharp blade. Beneath the hard and straight back bones, Qi Ji hugged the man's fiery, hot body... and the only softness.

The bathroom was quiet, and the noise outside the corridor gradually faded away, leaving only the sound of two overlapping breaths in this corner.

After a long time, Pei Yusheng raised his head and released a little strength from his almost restrained arms.

Noticing that the weight of the top of the hair had dropped, Qi Ji was about to ask the person how he was, but he heard the other person say, "Have you changed the body wash?"

Qi Ji was taken aback for a moment, wondering why Mr. President suddenly mentioned this, but he still said honestly: "I've been living at home these days... I use the shower gel at home."

Pei Yusheng asked, "Lemon flavored?"

His spirit seemed to have recovered a little more than before, and his voice seemed to be very interested.

Qi Ji said: "I don't know very well, I was away from home some time ago, and I borrowed Mingyu's shower gel this time."

Afraid that the other party would be unclear, he explained again: "Mingyu is my younger brother."

Qi Ji was still answering the other party's question seriously, but he didn't notice that the word "borrowed" came out, and the man in front of him suddenly fell silent.

"Mr. Pei?" When he didn't get a response, Qi Ji was a little puzzled. He was still thinking about the conference, "It's about to start, it's time..."

However, his reminder was cut off before he could finish it. Pei Yusheng suddenly said, "The lemon smell doesn't smell good. Let's go back to the villa and change it."

Huh? Qi Ji was slightly startled, but he didn't expect Mr. President to care about this kind of thing.

But before the villa guest bedroom bathroom. Wasn't the lemon scented shower gel also placed in the bathroom? Qi Ji used that all the time, and didn't see President Pei say anything during the escort period. Why did he suddenly not like it this time?

But after all, the other party is the boss, and changing the shower gel is not a big deal, so Qi Ji agreed: "Okay."

Only then did Pei Yusheng say, "Let's go."

Although the two of them are not seated together, the entrance is through entrance A, so it is not easy for them to enter together. Pei Yusheng left first, and after Qi Ji washed his hands, he hurried in and returned to his seat.

As soon as he sat down, Qi Ji saw Chen Zixuan, who had eaten together at noon, walking towards him.

Qi Jii thought that the other party was passing by, so he raised his hand to say hello, but Chen Zixuan stopped beside his seat unexpectedly, and came towards him.

"Xiao Qi."

There are many people in the company who know the special assistant to the vice president. As soon as Chen Zixuan came over, many people nearby focused their attention. Chen Zixuan didn't care, and asked Qi Ji, "Is there no name on your seat?"

The employees who received the commendation were all seated in the front row, and the seats were specially marked with their names and staff codes. However, Qi Ji was an intern and didn't join the job. He didn't have this information yet, so his seat was still empty.

"No." Qi Ji asked, "What's wrong, Sister Xue?"

Hearing this sound, sister, the eyes around him gradually retracted. Yuntu is a technology company that has received outstanding graduates from many top universities in China, and university alumni are not uncommon.

Chen Zixuan said, "I have to go to the stage later, and the position may be confused when I come back. Here is a thin blanket, you can take it. When you go up, put the blanket on the position, and it is convenient to find your own position when you come down."

After she finished speaking, she handed over the thin blanket in her arms, and warned: "Wait until the conference starts and it will be inconvenient to move around. You can just take the blanket and return it when you have time. This location is far from the central air conditioner. It's farther away, it might get a little cold later, you can also wear it."

Qi Ji took the thin blanket: "Okay, thank you, Sister."

Chen Zixuan turned to leave, Qi Ji held the thin blanket, and when he saw the pattern on the blanket, he couldn't help but pause.

This familiar pattern style and fine knotting method... It is clearly a craftsmanship that is only available in hand-made Persian blankets.

Qi Ji had learned a lot of information about Persian blankets when he was making materials for design drafts, but the last and only time he saw a real handmade Persian blanket was when he fell asleep on the sofa in Rose Villa and woke up. The one that covers it.

Such thin blankets are so expensive that it is usually hard to see the real thing. Even Chen Zixuan's income level cannot afford it.

Qi Ji subconsciously raised his head and looked forward, without much effort, he saw the man who was always dazzling and always the focus of attention in the crowd.

Pei Yusheng was listening to what the executive beside him was saying, with a handsome and three-dimensional profile. Sitting on the other side of him was the unsmiling Vice President Zhang. Although the two did not talk, the fact that they could sit together peacefully was enough to make those who guessed that they were not in harmony drop their jaws.

After all, according to the rumors, the two are incompatible, and they are not pleasing to each other.

Qi Ji could vaguely guess that the relationship between President Pei and Vice President Zhang was definitely not as bad as rumored. But the real situation seemed to go further than he imagined.

Remembering what the man said just now, Qi Ji couldn't help pursing her lips.

Is it because President Pei asked Vice President Zhang to help, so Chen Zixuan brought the thin blanket?

In such a large-scale formal occasion, it would definitely be very eye-catching to take out the blanket alone. Qi Ji is an intern, which is even more inappropriate. But if Chen Zixuan sent it in this name, it would be justifiable.

Pei Yusheng also had special assistance himself, but he deliberately asked Vice President Zhang and asked Chen Zixuan, who was one more layer of Xue. Sister, to bring the thin blanket over. Hearing Qi Ji called Xue. Sister, no one would be worried anymore. .

If Qi Ji hadn't heard Pei Yusheng say in advance that he wanted to send a thin blanket, he wouldn't have thought about it.

Thinking of this, Qi Ji's fingertips could not help but tighten slightly.

It's not that Qi Ji didn't worry about his part-time job being discovered by his colleagues in the company.

On weekdays, Qi Ji never mentioned this. He was in the bathroom just now, and he held his breath to not want to be discovered. This is not because Qi Ji deliberately wants to draw a line with Pei Yusheng, but he has too many debts and secrets, and is used to reducing his presence among his classmates and colleagues.

He didn't even want to be stared at by others.

But before Qi Ji was worried, Pei Yusheng had already done things so comprehensively that Qi Ji himself almost didn't pay attention, and it was even less likely for others to pay attention and find that President Pei took special care of an intern.

The thin blanket was draped over his legs, and the top-quality silk and wool were woven into a fine warmth that dispelled the coldness on the surface of his body. Qi Ji hugged the thin blanket, but still had trouble understanding his chaotic thoughts.

He wondered if he thought too much.

But if this is really not overthinking...

Not far away, Pei Yusheng, who was listening to the executive's words, suddenly raised his eyes and glanced behind him.

Qi Ji, who unconsciously looked at the man's side face and thought, didn't have time to look back.

His staring staring at people happened to be caught by the man.