12
It was late at night and the world was quiet. The closed doors and windows blocked out the dark night and the cool breeze in the second half of the night.
The living room was stuffy and people were sweating. Meng Shuyu woke up on the sofa with a hot temper and a dry mouth. He got up and wanted to pour a glass of cold water.
I groped in the dark for a long time but couldn't find where the kitchen was.
Just as I was feeling dazed, I vaguely saw a beam of light leaking out from a crack in the door.
She followed the light and opened the door.
A man was sleeping on the big bed in the bedroom, with two buttons of his pajamas open and his collar exposed, defenselessly.
Meng Shuyu stared at the man's muscular chest intently and walked forward step by step. He felt his throat becoming increasingly dry and his body becoming so hot that it was about to melt.
Until with a "gulp" sound, her whole body turned into a round water drop, floating in the air and slowly falling down, landing on the man's deep clavicle.
The moment he was caught, his body suddenly reached boiling point, bubbles of excitement rising.
She couldn't help but sigh and slid down along this beautiful curve...
Before he could slide to where he wanted to go, his boiling body suddenly exploded with a pop.
Meng Shuyu suddenly opened his eyes in the midst of all the white light, saw darkness, and touched his face and arms.
After confirming that it was intact, I turned around and saw the familiar luminous electronic clock on the bedside table.
After staring at the number "4" on the electronic clock for a full half minute, Meng Shuyu finally reacted.
It was about four in the morning, and she was sleeping in her bed in her apartment.
And just half a minute ago, she had a ridiculous spring dream with her immediate boss as the hero.
Meng Shuyu curled up his toes under the quilt, and his whole body shrank little by little into a shrimp with its back bent.
Seven-thirty in the morning.
A buzzing vibration sounded in the quiet bedroom.
Meng Shuyu was awakened by the noise, but his soul was still in his dream. He listened for a long time before he realized that it was his cell phone ringing.
Her eyelids were too heavy to open. She stretched out her arm to grope for a while on the bedside table, grabbed the phone, pressed it randomly, and put it to her ear: "Hello-"
There was silence for a moment before an elderly female voice rang out from the receiver: "Wrong number? Isn't this from Jun?"
Xiaojun
Meng Shuyu frowned and said weakly: "I am not Xiaojun, you hit..."
Before I could even say "wrong", I heard someone mutter, "Yes, it's Jun's number..."
Meng Shuyu opened his eyes irritably and tilted his head to look at the caller ID.
grandmother.
"???"
Didn’t her grandmother pass away several years ago
Meng Shuyu sat up from the bed with a start.
Before my hair stood on end, I suddenly noticed an unfamiliar icon in the upper left corner of the phone screen.
"???"
Meng Shuyu turned over the phone and looked at the back.
This is not her phone.
Although her phone was the same model and color as this one, it had two scratches on the back.
In a flash, Meng Shuyu understood something and quickly put the phone back to his ear: "... Are you looking for Zhou Juan?"
"Oh, yes, yes... Look at my memory. I can't change it after I get used to calling you that. Are you Xiaojun's friend?"
"I..." Meng Shuyu didn't know how to explain for a moment, "Please wait, I'll ask him to call you back later."
The person on the other end agreed and hung up the phone.
Meng Shuyu threw back the quilt and got out of bed. He walked to the balcony and looked towards the building opposite. All he saw was the tightly closed blackout curtains of the residents on the seventh floor.
I wanted to use Zhou Jun’s phone to call my own phone, but found that I couldn’t unlock it.
She had no choice but to go into the bathroom, quickly brush her teeth and wash her face, change her clothes and go out.
In the past, at the headquarters, Meng Shuyu often accompanied the elderly President Cai to attend serious occasions. He tried to dress maturely, so it was not appropriate for him to use fancy phone cases. He simply used a business-style bare phone like those leaders.
Who would have thought that something like this would go wrong one day.
She was confused last night, how come Zhou Jun didn't notice it
When I traced the source, a sexy scene suddenly popped up in my mind.
Meng Shuyu felt a numbing sensation all over his body as if an electric shock had passed through him, and in an instant, the elastic touch seemed to have returned to his fingertips.
Wait a minute.
She remembered that she had a dream in the early morning. She dreamed that she was sliding on Zhou Jun's collarbone.
But where did this image of the chest muscles being poked come from
Was it the last dream before sliding down the slide
Meng Shuyu pressed her temples and thought carefully, but she only remembered that she fell asleep while waiting for Zhou Jun last night. She was not clear about how she woke up and how she said goodbye to Zhou Jun after waking up.
I only have a vague impression that she seemed to have taken a shortcut through the underground garage when she went home.
She had lost all memory, so why did she remember so clearly the scene of herself touching Zhou Jun's chest muscles
That doesn't make sense.
So this should be a dream I had after I got home.
Before they knew it, they had reached the seventh floor of the building opposite. The elevator door opened and Meng Shuyu walked out with uncertainty and suspicion.
He rubbed his fingertips, then raised them and made a poking gesture - surprisingly skillful and natural.
Suddenly there was a click, and the door in front of me was pushed open from the inside.
Meng Shuyu saw the living Zhou Jun at a glance.
Zhou Jun was alive, wearing the same pajamas as in her dream, but now with the buttons buttoned.
Meng Shuyu's index finger was still poking, and after a pause he pointed at his doorbell: "Um, I was just about to press the doorbell..."
Zhou Jun's eyes swept across her guilty face and looked at her other hand.
"Oh, I don't know how I got the wrong phone last night. I came to change my phone... Your grandma just called me." Meng Shuyu quickly handed Zhou Jun's phone over.
Zhou Jun must have just realized something was wrong. He handed her his phone and said briefly, "Your dad."
"You answered it?!" Meng Shuyu's hand trembled as he took the phone.
"I'm stupid?"
"… "
Yes, most people would always check the caller ID before answering the phone. She was also such an ordinary person. It was all because of the dream last night that made her dazed in the morning.
Seeing Meng Shuyu's embarrassment, Zhou Jun curled his lips and said, "Are you stupid?"
Meng Shuyu touched his nose and said, "I'm sorry, I think your grandma might have... misunderstood."
"What's the misunderstanding?"
"You sounded sleepy when I answered the phone?" It was early in the morning on a weekend, and she was clearly asleep. If she answered Zhou Jun's call at this time, anyone would misunderstand their relationship. Meng Shuyu was too embarrassed to say it directly, so he said vaguely, "You don't have a girlfriend, right? So..."
Zhou Jun shook his phone: "So maybe now it's available."
"… "
"Then you should call back and explain. I'm calling my dad too." Meng Shuyu spoke quickly and was about to leave. Before turning around, he remembered something and stopped where he was, calling out carefully, "Mr. Zhou."
Zhou Jun seemed to be puzzled by her sudden change from private to public attitude, and raised his eyebrows: "Speak."
Meng Shuyu smiled before he spoke: "I want to ask you, how did I get home last night?"
"How did you get back? I took a plane."
"… I mean, what was the situation when I left?"
Zhou Jun showed a reminiscing expression, then looked directly into her eyes and said, "I asked you if you could go alone, and you said - of course not, you were sober."
That's really her style.
Meng Shuyu nodded: "I seemed to have fallen asleep on the sofa before, did you wake me up?"
"Can you wake up without being called?"
"I may have fallen into a deep sleep after drinking. From the time you woke me up to the time you asked me if I could leave, in between..." Meng Shuyu went around in circles and finally got to the point, "I didn't do anything offensive, did I?"
"No."
"oh-"
"You want to clap your hands?"
“… … ”
Looking at Zhou Jun's familiar, slightly contemptuous eyes, Meng Shuyu understood -
The premise that it takes two to tango is that she tried to tango.
In other words, the chest muscle poking is real.
Meng Shuyu's mind was filled with images, his eyes flickering back and forth on the second button that the person in front of him was fastening. He felt the temperature of his cheeks gradually rising, as if it was even hotter than in his dream last night.
Zhou Jun looked at her quietly for a while, then pretended to close the door: "Are you done asking questions?"
"I'm fine..."
Meng Shuyu took a deep breath, thinking that she used to be a decent person, but how come she was like a domino when it came to Zhou Jun? The first domino fell, and then the ones behind it fell one by one - she was defeated step by step.
After holding his breath and concentrating for a few seconds, Meng Shuyu made up his mind.
The face is gone, but the substance must be preserved.
Since you're going to be a scumbag, you might as well follow through to the end.
“But you might have a little bit.”
Zhou Jun seemed to be a little interested: "What do you mean?"
Meng Shuyu smiled and said, "I don't have a man around me recently, so it's inevitable that I feel a little anxious."
"Take it easy. Next time, don't get so close to me after I drink."
"Otherwise, it's possible that a slap would make a loud noise."
After saying that, he smiled and nodded to Zhou Jun, then turned and walked into the elevator.
The elevator door closed and the car slowly sank. Meng Shuyu held onto the handrail beside him, his legs feeling a little weak.
This is such a shameless act of putting the blame on someone else. How did she learn it all by herself
Never mind, it doesn’t matter, as long as it’s awesome.
Early Monday morning, Meng Shuyu went to the company with the attitude of a dead pig that is not afraid of boiling water.
Fortunately, the accident happened on the weekend, and after two days of buffer time, she finally figured it out.
As the saying goes, "food and sex are part of human nature." When you see pectoral muscles, you want to touch and poke them, which is the same motivation as when you see the best quality pork in the vegetable market and want to pick and choose.
The lesson she should learn is: in the future, whenever she is drunk, she should not stay alone with Zhou Jun, so as to create opportunities for him... and herself.
When Meng Shuyu arrived at the general manager's office, the three secretaries and Zhou Jun had not returned yet.
She turned on her computer and checked her emails. Seeing that there was nothing urgent to deal with, she went to the tea room to make some coffee.
While I was busy at the coffee machine, I heard three tentative knocks on the door behind me.
Meng Shuyu turned around and saw Ren Xu.
His appearance reawakened Meng Shuyu's anger from last week.
To be fair, it was not unreasonable for Zhou Jun to dislike her drinking ability before. After all, she was the one who got drunk first.
Although his attitude was a bit embarrassing, as a leader, it is definitely not wrong to arrange work according to the capabilities of his subordinates.
However, Ren Xu's repeated small actions really made Meng Shuyu unhappy.
And to be honest, the accident between her and Zhou Jun was also caused by Ren Xu.
"Assistant Meng, do you have time now?" Ren Xu smiled a little nervously.
It was really hard for Meng Shuyu to put on a good face to him. He turned his head and continued to make his coffee, and casually replied: "What's wrong?"
Ren Xu stepped forward and said, "Assistant Meng, I want to come and explain to you what happened last week and apologize..."
"What's the matter?" Meng Shuyu looked indifferent.
Ren Xu touched the back of his head and said, "You should have known about what happened on Friday, and on Wednesday... That morning, Mr. Zhou actually asked me to go over and make tea for him..."
Ren Xu was still explaining, but Meng Shuyu didn't listen any more. His attention was focused on the word "making tea".
She remembered very clearly that when Ren Xu sent her away that day, Zheng Shoufu from the Purchasing Department happened to come to reply to Zhou Jun.
Just the night before, she and Zhou Jun had just dealt with the issue of Zheng Shoufu accepting bribes, and she also made a cup of tea for Zheng Shoufu.
All three secretaries in the general manager's office can make tea, and Zhou Jun specially arranged for her to do it. It couldn't be that he really wanted her to serve tea, but he was hinting that she should go to his office to follow up.
If Ren Xu had conveyed the message honestly, she would have understood it immediately.
After Ren Xu finished speaking, Meng Shuyu nodded, said "Oh", raised his hand and patted his shoulders twice.
Every time Zhou Jun patted someone on the shoulder, the atmosphere was particularly terrifying. When Ren Xu saw Meng Shuyu's action, he was subconsciously shocked.
"Assistant Ren," Meng Shuyu called him earnestly, smiling, "You'd better pass on the message well in the future. This 'making tea' is not a trivial matter as you think. It is a secret code between me and Mr. Zhou."
“…I, I, I know!”
As soon as Ren Xu finished speaking, something suddenly flashed in his peripheral vision.
They both turned their heads and saw Zhou Jun who was passing by and stopped.
Meng Shuyu: “…”
It is a rare occasion for her to "return tea lovers' tea love", so Zhou Jun would not ruin her plan at this time by saying "What secret code is that? How come I don't know it?"
Ren Xu looked at Zhou Jun, then at Meng Shuyu, and quickly left the tea room.
After Ren Xu disappeared, Zhou Junren leaned against the door of the tea room and looked straight at Meng Shuyu: "Assistant Meng."
Meng Shuyu: “… Yeah.”
"What about competing for favor?"