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Chapter 32 The Master of Fools
When she woke up the next morning, Lin Yushu faintly felt a little heavy on her waist.
He unconsciously changed from lying on his side to lying on his back, and the feeling on his waist became even weirder, as if something had slipped from his lower back to his navel.
It's like a warm baby is pasted on the navel, even under the warm blanket, the heat is particularly noticeable.
The effect of the cold medicine seems to have faded, the brain began to wake up after getting enough sleep, and the cognition finally returned to normal, Lin Yushu suddenly realized...
Resting on his navel is a hand.
And without clothing.
He opened his eyes suddenly, and his dark eyes looked straight at the ceiling. In the next second, he turned his head to look to the side, and when he saw the person lying beside him, he suddenly pushed away theWith his hand in his pajamas, he sat up from the bed and shouted in disbelief: "Song Qiming!"
"Huh?" Song Qiming raised his head from the pillow, maybe because he didn't sleep well, his hair was messed up, and several tufts flew in the air.
He rubbed his head and got up from the bed, with the laziness and hoarseness of his voice when he just woke up: "You're awake."
Lin Yushu still couldn't believe it, and there was a hint of anger in the beautiful peach blossom eyes: "Why do you..."
"Sleeping here?" Song Qiming yawned lazily, "I accept the bed."
Lin Yushu: "?"
What a legitimate reason, so legitimate that Lin Yushu couldn't refute it.
"You admit your bed, didn't you say it earlier?" Lin Yushu asked angrily.
"I just found out." Song Qiming crossed his legs and put his hands behind his back, "I went to your place and couldn't sleep, so I came back again."
This reason sounds like that.
Lin Yushu's anger subsided by half, and he asked again: "You don't know how to wake me up?"
"You are a patient, what can I do?" Song Qiming said, "Is your cold better?"
The tonsils are still a little sore, but there is no cough or runny nose, which means the cold medicine is still working.
"It's okay." Lin Yushu replied, after realizing that something was wrong.
Obviously his anger just now was raging like a volcanic eruption, why did Song Qiming dismiss him with just a few words?
Leaving aside the matter of sleeping together, what's the matter with sticking your hands into his clothes?
Shouldn't that be the point?
How did it pass like this?
Lin Yushu wanted to ask about this matter again, but Song Qiming had just caught a cold after being concerned about him, and he didn't want to sound like a teacher asking for a crime, which would make him look very small.
He was trying to find an excuse to bring the topic back, but at this moment, Wo Wo, who was squatting by the bedroom door, suddenly walked in, propped his front paws on the edge of the bed, and gave a "bark" to Song Qiming.
"He's urging me." Song Qiming rolled over and got out of bed, "I'll go for a walk with the dog first, see you in the old days."
A figure of a person and a dog disappeared at the door of the bedroom, and Lin Yushu faintly heard Song Qiming talking about Wo Wo.
"... How many times have I said that my paws can't go to bed, so I won't bother with you today..."
This Tuesday, Song Qiming's car number is limited, and on the days when the two are limited, they meet at about 8:30.
Lin Yushu looked at the electronic clock placed beside the bed, but it was only half past seven, not his usual time to get up.Although he went to bed early last night and is not very sleepy now, he still has a cold and is not feeling well, so he still plans to go back to sleep.
However, when Lin Yushu returned to his bedroom, his volcano erupted again: "Song, Qi, Ming!"
The quilt on the bed was very neat, without any trace of being slept on.
Lin Yushu wanted to find a reason for Song Qiming, but he really couldn't find one.
Lin Yushu has a habit of making beds. He will fold back the side near the head of the bed to reveal two pillows, just like hotels, because he thinks it is very beautiful.
But Song Qiming didn't have this habit. He made the bed by laying the quilt evenly on the bed, so this couldn't be Song Qiming's bed.
Of course, the above can only be said to be inferences, and Lin Yushu has no evidence.
But before he went out yesterday morning, he wore a bright tie, and when he came out, he felt that it was too high-profile, so he tore off the tie and threw it on the bed, and then went to the cloakroom to change a plain tie.
And now that tie was thrown on the bed intact.
In other words, Song Qiming didn't come to sleep at all last night.
The time came to half past eight.
Two opposite doors opened at the same time, and the man on the right came out wearing a black suit and a camel coat, and he was meticulously groomed.And the man walking out on the left is wearing a denim jacket with fleece, and inside is a black tight turtleneck sweater, which is elasticated just right.
Both of them changed into winter clothes at the same time.
Lin Yushu glanced at Song Qiming, and walked towards the elevator expressionlessly, while Song Qiming followed him lazily with his hands in his pockets.
"I went home and watched." Lin Yushu pressed the button on the second floor, "You have never been to my house."
"Yeah." Song Qiming said without any reaction, "You found out."
There was no embarrassment in his tone, as if he knew that he would show his flaws.
Well, Lin Yushu pretended to be expressionless. He looked at Song Qiming angrily and asked, "Are you interested in lying to me?"
"No, I didn't want to lie to you." Song Qiming blinked honestly, "Do you think if I really want to lie to you, would I not know how to arrange the scene?"
...seems to make sense.
Song Qiming is such a deep-minded person, unless he takes the initiative to show his tail, it will be difficult for others to find his flaws.
"Then what do you mean?" Lin Yushu asked with a frown.
"I just want to stay by your side and take care of you." Song Qiming said innocently, "But I know you will be angry, so I found an excuse to keep you steady."
Lin Yushu was simply baffled: "But I'm even more angry now, okay?"
"Listen to my explanation first," Song Qiming said, "I can deceive you, so you won't be angry with me, right? But between lying to you and being honest, I chose the latter. Why? Because II don't want to lie to you. Do you still want to be angry with me?"
... What a mess, why does it seem to make sense.
"And you are indeed sick, what's wrong with me taking care of you?" Song Qiming twitched his lips.
"You put your hand into my clothes, what kind of care is this?" Lin Yushu was not fooled, and immediately jumped out of Song Qiming's logic, "It's just a small cold, what's there to take care of?"
As soon as the words fell, and don't know if it was because of talking too much, Lin Yushu's throat suddenly became itchy. Lin Yushu couldn't help it, took out a handkerchief to cover his lips, and coughed violently a few times.
"The god of cold can't hear you say this." Just in time, the elevator reached the second floor, Song Qiming circled Lin Yushu's waist, and led him to the parking space, "It's not me, Manager Lin, what age is this, are youIsn't it a little too conservative? I didn't do anything to you, so why are you so angry?"
Lin Yushu glared at Song Qiming, why isn't he angry?He's tired of Song Qiming's playboy style!
He just wanted to speak, but his throat was so itchy, and with the handkerchief covering his lips, what he wanted to say was blocked back.
"You are a patient. I will be your driver today." Song Qiming took the car keys from Lin Yushu, looked at the handkerchief in his hand and said, "Your handkerchief has a nice pattern."
Finally suppressing the cough, Lin Yushu put down the handkerchief and said angrily, "How long are you going to wash my other handkerchief?"
"You shouldn't be angry when you're sick." Song Qiming pushed Lin Yushu into the passenger seat, "Get in the car quickly, we're going to be late."
Lin Yushu decided to give Song Qiming a title: Master of Foolishness.
He was so fooled by the matter of sleeping. Lin Yushu sat in the office to review the game in the morning, and found that Song Qiming's strategy was actually very simple, which was to avoid the time when he wanted to get angry the most.
First of all, when he just woke up, Song Qiming made up an excuse and suppressed his anger.Then he returned home, and when he was most angry, Song Qiming went for a walk with his dog.
Then, more than an hour later, Lin Yushu had calmed down at that time. Instead of getting angry, he wanted to ask Song Qiming for an explanation, and Song Qiming's goal was achieved - not to communicate with Lin Yushu when he was the most angry.
Although he said some high-sounding reasons later, Lin Yushu's anger had long since passed, so he didn't get serious with him anymore.
Thinking of this, Lin Yushu became more and more upset. Isn't this big-tailed wolf's scheming too deep?
Always thinking that this would actually affect his work, Lin Yushu simply took the thermos cup and planned to go to the tea room to make some goji berries, and relax his mind by the way.And when he passed by the front desk, he found that Song Qiming was talking to the little girl at the front desk, and the little girl at the front desk showed a embarrassed expression.
"Does President Song have any orders?"
Lin Yushu stepped forward calmly, keeping the distance between him and Song Qiming just right.
The girl at the front desk seemed to see a savior, and said to Lin Yushu, "Manager Lin, Mr. Song wants to change offices, who should I turn to?"
"You can just find me, I can coordinate." Lin Yushu put the thermos cup on the countertop, put one elbow on the front desk, and held the back of that hand with the other hand, turned to Song Qiming and asked, "Song QimingWhy do you suddenly want to change offices?"
"The area is a bit small." Song Qiming raised his eyebrows, and said in a normal tone, "The orientation is not very good, I want to change to an office facing south."
"Then it's a little troublesome." Lin Yushu said flatly, "There are only so many offices on the executive office floor, or Song always wants to move down?"
"I remember," Song Qiming said with a smile, "Uncle has a free office over there."
"That's the director's office over there. I'm afraid it's not good for Mr. Song to move there?" Lin Yushu said, "And Mr. Song's status is special. If you want to change the office, you can change the office. Will others gossip? Mr. Shao should alsoI won't agree."
Song Qiming's smile had a hint of gnashing of teeth.
"You can settle down in the current office first, and I'll see if I can help you coordinate in a few years."
After saying this, Lin Yushu took the thermos and turned to leave.Not surprisingly, his phone vibrated quickly.
"Song Qiming: Lin Yushu, you are doing well."
"Song Qiming: Wo Wo Barks.jpg"
comfortable.
Lin Yushu put away his phone and hummed a little song in a good mood.
When it was almost time to get off work, Lin Yushu's cell phone vibrated again.Like every Tuesday and Wednesday, it was Song Qiming who sent him a message urging him to get off work.
But this time he didn't keep up with the "Wo Wo Chongchong" emoji. It seemed that Song Qiming was still angry with him about the office.
Lin Yushu hadn't finished his work yet, and today he wanted Song Qiming to take a taxi back by himself, so he replied leisurely:
"Lin Yushu: Overtime"
After a while, the phone vibrated again, and Song Qiming sent a photo.
Lin Yushu clicked to open it——
It's his Civic key.
……Depend on!
Song Qiming drove the car in the morning and forgot to take the key back.
"Song Qiming: If I don't come down for ten minutes, I will leave"
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