Marry First, Love Later

Chapter 40: Break the bottom line

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Qin Moling felt that there was no need to mention the things about his childhood.

Secondly, the few things he did were not very impressive to her. Especially the English name Olive, not as nice as her original Olivia.

Qin Moling looked at his watch, it was almost half past ten, "Go upstairs and sleep."

Because of her resignation tonight, she was in a mood of uncertainty, and Qin Moling planned to wait until she was in a better mood before picking photos.

Now his hormones are normal and everything is sane.

But not sleepy.

The only thing that comforted her was that Qin Moling had also fallen asleep. She felt more and more that he was scarce. She has recently started to nourish her stomach. If she doesn't drink coffee, he will accompany her to stop drinking.

She needs to go to bed early, and he doesn't check his phone anymore.

It's just that when I think of going to Dean Zhou's place today, there is no legal cure for the 3D dizziness problem, and I am indescribably disappointed.

If the project is lost, she can fight for the next one to make up for it, but the game cannot be played, and the only fun in her life has been completely deprived.

Jian Hang turned over again, with his back to Qin Moling.

Afraid of disturbing him, she was careful when turning over.

Qin Moling didn't sleep, she tossed and turned for half an hour, he knew it all along.

"Jian Hang." He called her in a low voice.

Jian Hang turned around slowly, went to bed early today, and was thinking about games again, she didn't feel sleepy for the time being, "Is it disturbing you? Go to sleep, I won't move."

Qin Moling guessed that she was not feeling well, so he stretched out his hand, "Come here."

Jian Hang thought he was going to make up for Huan Ai, but the two of them didn't do it tonight.

The two of them covered a quilt, and it was convenient to get to his side, so she moved under the quilt.

Qin Moling let her pillow on his arm, wrapped her in his arms with the other hand, and did nothing else, "Go to sleep."

Jian Hang looked up at him, only seeing his chin, and the Adam's apple that she had kissed in the small town of Oia.

In his arms, she no longer felt restless.

For the first time in my life, I was restless because I couldn't play games.

Fortunately, the only one who knows is Qin Moling.

"When you lost your project before, you couldn't sleep like this?" Qin Moling pressed his chin to the top of her hair, talking to her.

Jian Hang put his hands on his waist, and found a comfortable position to lie down before returning to him, "That's not true, I was too busy at that time, and I was too tired to think about it."

"So for a game, you suffer from insomnia and discomfort."

"… You do not understand."

"I don't understand. Tell me, how can you avoid insomnia." He tried his best to relieve her unhappiness.

Knowing that he really doesn't like games, and doesn't want to play games, she won't force others to do anything against him.

Jian Hang feels that this is very good now, he hugged her tonight, not for lust. She said: "It's okay, I will fall asleep in a while."

She closed her eyes in his arms.

When did he fall asleep, Jian Hang didn't know.

After she breathed evenly, Qin Moling checked on her mobile phone, it was half past one in the morning.

She lost sleep for so long because of a game.

Qin Moling wanted to hug her to the pillow on her side, but was afraid of waking her up, so he kept hugging her in his arms. It's just that she looks tired in this sleeping position.

Jian Hang wasn't tired at all, and he woke up naturally the next day.

Waking up naturally is a luxury for her.

At half past seven, the people around her had already woken up, and she was lying on his pillow.

We agreed to get up early to play tennis, but it was too late.

Qin Moling didn't sleep well all night. On the way to the company, he propped his forehead and closed his eyes to rest for a while.

Last night I suddenly fell asleep with someone in my arms, I was not used to it.

He was worried that he wouldn't be able to take care of Jian Hang after falling asleep, in case he turned over directly and pushed her aside, so the string in his mind kept tense, reminding himself that there was still someone in his arms.

I fell asleep overnight, as if I fell asleep, but I felt that I hadn't slept deeply.

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In today's Yinlin Capital branch, everyone has no intention of working. Jian Hang resigned, and the new boss is talking about it, and every topic is hot enough.

Where will Olive go after leaving the job, and whether the new boss will get along well have become the issues they are most concerned about.

While waiting for the elevator, Jian Hang met Lin Xiao, holding a cup of hot Americano in his hand.

In the whole team, only Lin Xiao drinks hot Americano in summer. To ask why, he feels that his life is going smoothly, a bit boring, and needs to be neutralized by bitterness.

"Morning, boss."

He would be able to get rid of the devil head soon, he suppressed his excitement and said hello as usual.

Jian Hang nodded, "Morning."

Lin Xiao took a sip of his coffee, "Boss, how is the new boss? Are there any benefits?" It is related to his happiness at work in the future, and he is particularly concerned about it.

Jian Hang: "Besides me, is there anyone you can't get along with?"

"… Ha ha."

Lin Xiao smiled awkwardly.

"Boss, it's not that I can't get along with you. It's because I have low self-esteem. I don't know anything. When I come to you, I feel like a waste. How can I get along with you?"

He hurt himself without mercy.

Jian Hang didn't know if Lin Xiao could get along with Tan Fen, anyway, Tan Fen looked down on someone like Lin Xiao the most.

She thought that Tan Fen would come to the company tomorrow the soonest, but at noon, she received a call from Tan Fen. Tan Yan just got off the plane and came directly to the company.

In the afternoon, Tan Fen officially took office. She has an unusual relationship with Tan Fen, and the handover is no longer superficial.

Jian Hang listed to him the projects and precautions he had handled before in detail.

"The project in Sucheng is more complicated than I imagined. I will talk to you in detail in the next few weeks, and I will tell you everything I can think of."

"Okay. You have worked hard during this time."

"If you say that, you will be out of sight." Jian Hang closed his notebook, "I have prepared a reception banquet for you tonight, and I have already notified you."

It doesn't matter if you talk about it, "You don't need to spend money if you say it."

"It's not called spending money, it's because they want to develop a relationship with you."

In the evening, the restaurant where Tan Yan received the banquet was not far from the company, a fifteen-minute drive away.

Asking the secretary to book a hotel, Jian Hang opened Qin Moling's dialogue box, thinking about whether to report to him. In the past few days, he will report his evening arrangements.

I was struggling, but I didn't expect Qin Moling to send me a message, [What time will you be home? I'm cooking tonight.]She was in a bad mood because she couldn't play games, so he planned to cook some dishes for her.

Jian Hang said with regret: [Tonight I will welcome Tan Feng. Is it okay tomorrow?]

What else could Qin Moling say, [Yes.]

Jian Hang understood the disappointment when he was ready for a surprise but had to cancel it because the other party had something to do.

She made up for him: [Tomorrow night, I will be in charge of dinner.]

Qin Moling folded the menu in half and put it in the notepad.

It took him more than half an hour to list the menu, match the ingredients, and ask Aunt Geng to buy all the dishes.

After being busy for so long, she ended up having to greet Tan Feng at night.

But the unhappiness in her heart was ironed out by her saying that she would be in charge of cooking dinner tomorrow night.

Qin Moling: [Drink less.]

Jian Hang: [Don't drink, don't touch a drop.]

In the elevator room, Jian Hang met Lin Xiao again.

"Boss." Jian Hang resigned, and now he looks at her much more pleasingly, and even greets her easily and happily.

Jian Hang looked at him, "Get along well with the new boss, work hard." "Don't worry." When the elevator arrived, Lin Xiao stretched out his hand to block the door, letting Jian Hang go in first.

Talking about getting along with the new boss, Lin Xiao went to the restaurant and picked the table farthest from the boss.

Jian Hang sat at the same table with Tan Fen, and Tan Fen asked everyone to be more casual. He didn't drink himself, but asked for plain water.

Others relax, drink if you want to drink, and drink if you don't want to drink.

The meal was very pleasant, and they found that the conversation was not quite the same as they remembered, so they talked more.

Tan Yan drank plain water tonight because Jian Hang couldn't drink. He is easy to talk tonight because he is giving face to Jian Hang, the former boss.

Anyone who has been on his team knows that he is the worst person to talk about.

After a while they will know that he gave them the illusion tonight.

Talking carefully, he saw Jian Hang glanced at his watch.

After some more chatter and laughs, he offered to end the meal.

It was only half past nine when Jian Hang got home, and Qin Moling was working overtime in the restaurant.

Now the two of them are used to treating the dining room as a study, no matter who comes back early, they will wait for each other in the dining room.

Qin Moling glanced at her, "Did you drink?"

"No."

"Yeah." He buried himself in the documents again.

Last night he hugged her to sleep, today Jian Hang sat down next to him, took out the mobile phone from the bag, the game cannot be played, she went online to put away the things.

As soon as she turned the phone screen sideways, Qin Moling reached out, took her phone away, and put it on the table, "Forget how uncomfortable the past two days were?"

When I'm not dizzy, I really can't remember.

Jian Hang explained: "Don't play games, go online..." Collect things.

Qin Moling took her words: "Just go up and collect things, right?"

After a pause, he said: "I've heard Qin Xing say this badly. He always said it for ten minutes every time, collected the things sent by the system, and never called. I've never seen him log off for an hour. "

Jian Hang: "... I am different from Qin Xing, my self-control is better than ordinary people."

The more you talk, the less confidence you have.

After all, he saw it with his own eyes, and she risked dizziness to play two games.

She decided not to log in, "Give me the phone, I'll watch the video."

It's not that Qin Moling doesn't believe her words, "I know you are different from Qin Xing. If you are busy with projects now, you definitely won't be involved in games." The problem is that she is very free now.

It's not easy to quit gaming when a person is free. He loved playing with cars and knew what it was like to be addicted.

Thinking about this, Qin Moling made up his mind, "Uninstall the game first before your body recuperates."

"Not unloading." Jian Hang refused him without thinking.

How to collect things after uninstalling.

Qin Moling has a countermeasure, "You uninstall it, I will download it on my phone, I can't play games, and I can help you collect things every day."

Jian Hang: "..."

For a person who doesn't play games, it's not easy for him to do this for her health.

She can't argue anymore.

Downloading games on his mobile phone broke his own bottom line.

Qin Moling never procrastinated, said to download the game, download it immediately.

After downloading, he handed the mobile phone to Jian Hang, "You log in, and then write down the steps on how to collect your things. From now on at eight o'clock in the evening, I will go online on time to collect your things."

Jian Hang: "..."

Treat the daily check-in game as a regular meeting.

She found a pen and paper, marked each step clearly, and drew a diagram to explain it. She took a picture of the paper and sent it to him.

Qin Moling logged into the game and followed the steps to familiarize himself with the process in advance.

With a focused expression, he rested his elbows on the table and operated with both hands, looking at the steps she wrote on the paper from time to time.

Jian Hang never thought that he could take her games so seriously.

It was hard for her to imagine that if Qin Moling liked a woman, what kind of habit would he have to make her into? Between her and him, based on his marital responsibilities, he would pamper her in everything, let alone that he put it on top of his heart. people.

That can't be held in the palm of your hand and petted.

She was also curious about what it was like when he was tempted.

In the past, she felt that it would be the same without love in a marriage. Anyway, Qin Moling had a sense of responsibility, cared enough for her, and understood her enough.

But she is not satisfied now, she wants Qin Moling to love her.

Qin Moling has a good memory, and after operating it once, he has an impression.

After exiting the game, he added an alarm at eight o'clock and gave the alarm a name.

After setting the alarm, Qin Moling locked the screen, closed the notebook, and said to Jian Hang: "Go upstairs and change clothes, let's go out for a walk."

"Where are you going?"

"whatever."

Qin Moling was afraid that she would be depressed because she uninstalled the game, so he took her out for a drive.

Jian Hang has never sat in all his limited-edition sports cars, and he just has time today.

Jian Hang went back to the room with him, she hadn't decided where to go yet, it was impossible to go to the bar again, and she couldn't drink when she went there.

Apart from taking wedding photos, this is their first serious date.

"I don't know where to go, you decide."

Qin Moling took casual trousers and a T-shirt out of the closet and asked her, "Do you want to go to a place with many people or a place with few people?"

He gave another choice, "If you want to have fun, go to the club."

But I guess she doesn't want to go, this is the kind of occasion she goes to most when she entertains.

"If you want to be quiet, I'll drive you across the road, and turn to any road where there is no traffic jam."

Jian Hang: "..."

It's not as good as she has romantic cells.

She turned her head and was about to talk to him, but when she saw the scene in front of her, she suddenly forgot what to say.

Qin Moling took off his shirt and was about to put on a T-shirt.

Jian Hang has only felt the smooth muscle lines on his body on the bed, but he hasn't looked at them carefully under the lamp. his collarbone

It should have been left when she couldn't bear it.

She bit him, but forgot where, and now she finally saw the marks she left.

Qin Moling looked at her suddenly, and Jian Hang reacted fairly quickly, "Your T-shirt is in a nice color."

It was Prussian blue, not uncommon, she just boasted.

Without hesitation, Qin Moling threw the T-shirt to her, "I'll wear it for you."

He opened the closet and took another black T-shirt to cover himself.

Two T-shirts are the same style, but different colors.

It's not the first time Jian Hang wears his clothes. He gave her a T-shirt, and she changed it generously.

The T-shirt was a bit long on her, and Jian Hang tied a knot at the waist, and found low-slung jeans to match the T-shirt.

The snow-white skin around the waist is looming.

Qin Moling looked at her a few more times, looked away, and went downstairs with the car keys.

In the yard, Qin Moling pressed the car key, and the car in the middle was unlocked.

Jian Hang got on the co-pilot, pulled out a seat belt, handed it to him, and asked him to help fasten it.

Qin Moling looked at her for a few seconds, took the seat belt, unbuckled it, let it go, and handed her his hand.

It took a few seconds for Jian Hang to understand that he was letting her sit on his lap.

As soon as he sat on it, Qin Moling held her waist, and her back was pressed against the steering wheel. With his arms, he dragged her back and lifted her up.

He lowered his head, avoiding the knot of her T-shirt around his waist, and gently placed his lips on her lower abdomen, kissing her.

There seemed to be an electric current running through the abdomen.

Qin Moling let go of her, and Jian Hang sat in the co-pilot.

No one spoke.

It seems that there is no need to speak.

The sports car started, drove away from the yard, and drove into the night.