In the afternoon, it began to rain, extinguishing the dry heat in the late summer air.
Jian Hang leaned against Qin Moling's arms, his violent heartbeat, mixed with the sound of rain outside the window, hit his ears.
The two stayed in the bedroom and didn't go downstairs for lunch.
Seeing that she was exhausted, Qin Moling didn't ask her if she wanted to take a bath. He took his shirt from the edge of the bed and covered her waist.
Silence is best at this time.
After she and Qin Moling communicated with each other, they suddenly didn't know how to get along. He should be like her. So just now we can only feel each other through the body, and there is no verbal communication.
Qin Moling touched the curtain control button at the head of the bed with his backhand, opened half of the curtains, and the sound of rain outside the window suddenly approached.
Jian Hang raised his leg and laid it across his body.
In the past, he used to put her legs on him, but today she took the initiative to put them on him.
Qin Moling kissed her forehead, then touched her lips.
Jian Hang changed into a comfortable sleeping position and leaned against his arms.
The black shirt that was covering her body slipped off, Qin Moling held her back with one hand, took the collar of the shirt with the other hand, shook it off, wrapped it around her body, and wrapped her up in a vacuum .
After all, the shirt is not a quilt, it can't wrap her tightly, it can only surround her with one heart.
In the past, he directly wrapped her in the quilt, but today the quilt was at hand, and he didn't pull it over.
Between him and her, after the wedding, many things became different.
And this subtle change, even Jian Hang himself could not accurately describe it in words.
Especially after she said she loved him, he held her under his body and kissed her so many times, but he was still not satisfied.
As a result, she now doesn't even have the strength to go to the bathroom.
Jian Hang narrowed his eyes, listening to his heartbeat, he felt sleepy.
This time she slept until evening.
Outside the window, the rain stopped.
Qin Moling is in the study room. In the afternoon, he took someone to the apartment to pack half of his books and bring them here. He will live here often, and both he and Jian Hang can use some books.
The book on love skills was also brought to the villa, and placed on the bottom row of the bookshelf, inconspicuous, only he could catch a glimpse.
There were footsteps in the aisle outside the door, getting farther and farther away from the study, towards the direction of the stairs.
"Jian Hang, I'm in the study."
Jian Hang turned back and went to the study to look for him. There were several boxes of books piled up in the study, and he was sorting them out on the bookshelves.
"You didn't sleep this afternoon?" She walked beside him.
"No. I went to the apartment." Qin Moling didn't pay attention to her, and put the books into categories.
Jian Hang didn't stare at him, but helped to carry the book from the box.
The scene in the bedroom a few hours ago, the two could not ignore. At that time, it was raining heavily outside, and with the sound of splashing rain, he coaxed her in a low voice and asked her to say I love you again.
He buried his head in kissing her, she acted like a baby, called his name, and later said husband, I love you. He lost control and called her Hang Hang.
At that moment, the torrential rain outside could not cover the thumping heartbeat.
Half of the beauty at that time was caused by hormones.
Now that everything has calmed down, even the rain outside has stopped, she and Qin Moling can't face it naturally. Maybe there will be more intimacy in the future, and it will probably not be awkward anymore.
The reason should be that neither she nor Qin Moling had gotten used to the sudden confession.
"Are you hungry?" Qin Moling asked her suddenly.
Jian Hang put down the book, "I'm hungry, I'll go downstairs to see what Aunt Geng has done."
As soon as she took a step, Qin Moling stretched out his long arms and pulled her back, "Wait for me."
Jian Hang: "...you didn't eat?"
"No."
Jian Hang was blocked by him in front of the bookshelf. He looked at his black shirt on her body. This shirt was on him in the morning, on the bed at noon, and on her at night.
Jian Hang didn't look directly at him, his eyes fell on his Adam's apple.
Ambiguity abounds.
After about two or three seconds, she raised her head slightly, and his kiss came down.
Qin Moling's cell phone rang, and it was Jiang Shenghe.
The kiss was interrupted, Jian Hang went downstairs first, and he answered the phone in the study.
Tomorrow is the day to go back home. Jiang Shenghe originally planned to go there, but Luo Qi asked for sick leave today, saying that she had a headache and stomach pain, and she had to go to the hospital for water.
In fact, she doesn't hurt anywhere, and she asked for leave because she almost pushed him down when she was picking up the bride, and the place where her hands were placed was not right, and she wanted to delay seeing him as the boss for a day.
Jiang Shenghe: "I gave Luo Qi an extra day off. When she recovers, I will visit Teacher Chen again. You and Jian Hang can go back tomorrow."
Qin Moling asked: "Are you sure Luo Qi didn't have a stomachache from drinking too much yesterday?"
"She didn't drink yesterday. She had two and a half glasses of juice."
Qin Moling: "..."
It's all down to half a cup. Yesterday, he probably never left Luo Qi's eyes.
Just after hanging up Jiang Shenghe's call, Qi Zhengchen's call came in.
Qi Zhengchen asked him which day he was free recently, and met to discuss a project.
Qin Moling asked casually, "What project?"
Qi Zhengchen answered the wrong question: "Let's meet and talk."
Talking about the project should be a pretense, and he was looking for something else. Qin Moling didn't ask much, and made an appointment to chat with Le Meng the afternoon after tomorrow.
On the day of the meeting, Qi Zhengchen arrived at Le Meng twenty minutes earlier.
Secretary Gao made coffee and poured Qin Moling a cup. She just returned home yesterday, and the boss came to the company today. She thought that the boss could take five or six days of marriage leave.
Five minutes later, Qin Moling came over.
Qi Zhengchen really came to him for a project, a small project.
He gave the information to Qin Moling, "Didn't you say that there is a suitable figure factory that you want to buy? I found out about one, but the capital turnover is not enough, and the capital chain is broken. If you are interested, you can buy it."
Qin Moling flipped through the information and read a few pages. He was not interested in running the factory, and it might be used in the next four volumes.
He called Secretary Gao and gave her the information, "You can contact Yuanwei Capital and ask them to arrange someone to do a due diligence to see if there is any investment value."
Secretary Gao: "I'll contact President Xu right away." Xu is always the person in charge of Yuanwei Capital.
Qi Zhengchen picked up his coffee and drank it, "How many of them really followed you back home yesterday?"
"No." Qin Moling sized him up, "Why do you suddenly care about this?"
Qi Zhengchen had nothing to hide from Qin Moling, "I don't care about others, I just wonder why Jiang Shenghe is suddenly interested in Luo Qi."
He was sure that he read it right. On the day of receiving the bride, Jiang Shenghe almost rushed over to protect Luo Qi when there was a scuffle at the door of the second bedroom.
At the banquet, Jiang Shenghe kept looking at Luo Qi's table. Wherever Luo Qi went, Jiang Shenghe's eyes followed him everywhere.
"He treats Rocky differently, don't you see that?"
Qin Moling: "I can tell. He has had a crush on Luo Qi for many years. I just found out."
Qi Zhengchen was dumbfounded. Jiang Shenghe had never had a woman in the past few years. He thought that Jiang Shenghe and he liked the same woman.
On one side is the woman he likes, and on the other side is the girl who has been playing since childhood. He was in pain for a while, why did he fall in love with the same woman as Jiang Shenghe.
It turned out that Jiang Shenghe had a crush on Luo Qi.
Qin Moling was puzzled: "Why are you so surprised?"
Qi Zhengchen took two sips of coffee, unable to taste whether it was bitter or astringent, "You and Jiang Shenghe entrusted Yuanwei Capital to Xu Zhiyi to take full responsibility. I know you don't like Xu Zhiyi, so I thought it was Jiang Shenghe who took this There is no way to keep her by my side, she worked so hard to invest in Yuanwei Capital and rejected me, I thought she also liked Jiang Shenghe."
The shocked person was replaced by Qin Moling, who explained: "Xu Zhiyi didn't mean that to me and Jiang Shenghe. She, like Jian Hang, took her work seriously. She and Jiang Shenghe were like Jian Hang and Pang Linbin. superior-subordinate relationship."
Qi Zhengchen suddenly felt relieved, it's good that Jiang Shenghe didn't like Xu Zhiyi, otherwise he would feel bad, he always thought that it was because he had confessed his love to Xu Zhiyi, and Jiang Shenghe took his feelings into consideration, so he didn't stay with Xu Zhiyi.
It was because of his love for Xu Zhiyi that he couldn't get out, and he didn't get out for several years, so he got the certificate with Zhong Yanyue.
Qi Zhengchen finished his cup of coffee, "Who is Zhong Yanyue's ex-boyfriend?"
He wasn't inquiring, he wanted to know what to expect, and he would greet him warmly if he didn't see her next time.
The last name Qin Moling didn't want to mention was "Tan Yan."
Qi Zhengchen knew this person and nodded.
After talking about official and private matters, Qi Zhengchen left. Zhong Yanyue's office is on the sixteenth floor, so he didn't go to see her.
Qin Moling also left the office, and he called Jian Hang.
"Where do you want to go?" he asked.
Jian Hang: "I don't know where the fun is, you decide."
Qin Moling: "There are no interesting places around. After you finish your work, we will go on a trip."
Wait until she finishes her work early.
If a new product is not on the market for a day, her heart will not be settled for a day.
Qin Moling asked her to prepare, "I'll pick you up at home and go to the apartment to watch the video of the wedding day."
This morning, my mother sent someone to send me a video of the reception and wedding scene.
From villas to apartments, it's like a honeymoon.
Jian Hang dressed up carefully, with a slim skirt and high heels.
It's raining again today, and the temperature is getting colder every day.
Before going out, she took a suit from Qin Moling for use.
Qin Moling's car drove into the yard, and they separated for only a few hours. When she approached, Qin Moling got off the car and hugged her, "Is it boring to be alone at home?"
"Not boring, I spent more than an hour doing my makeup."
Qin Moling stared at her face and looked again and again, unable to imagine how time-consuming it was to put on makeup, "Next time you put on makeup, I'll watch from the side." Let's see how it took more than an hour.
Jian Hang asked: "Is this makeup not good-looking?"
"No." Qin Moling opened the car door for her, "I don't know how to make up, so I thought it was very simple."
On the way to the apartment, Jian Hang discussed with him, "I want to go to the company tomorrow."
After thinking about it, Qin Moling agreed: "Yes." He said hello in advance, "I will try not to go to your four departments in the future, and I will influence other people to relax during their lunch break."
He said: "Go to my office at noon, or you won't see me for a day. If there is a conflict, it will be resolved until night."
Jian Hang: "..."
There should be no point of dispute between her and him. When new products are launched, the fourth department will have to face external pressure and competition.
When they reached the basement of the apartment, Qin Moling stopped the car to put her down, and then backed the car into the parking space.
After he parked the car and got off, Jian Hang walked beside him and grabbed his hand. She hesitated for half a second as before, and finally took the initiative to grab it.
Qin Moling locked the car and led her upstairs.
It was still the same small meeting room. Unlike the last time I came here, there was only one chair in the meeting room.
Jian Hang didn't think much about it, thinking that when Aunt Geng came to clean, she cleaned up other rooms.
After Qin Moling turned on the equipment, she went to the kitchen and brought two bottles of drinks.
In the lively scene of meeting the bride, Jian Hang only heard the laughter in her second bedroom, and only after watching the video today did she know why they were laughing wildly.
Qin Moling sat on a chair and watched, while Jian Hang leaned on the conference table. He lowered the volume of the video, and said in a helpless tone, "Isn't there another place to sit without a chair?"
Jian Hang smiled and stood up straight from the conference table.
He stretched out his hand, "Come here."
She sits in his arms.
Qin Moling hugged her waist.
Jian Hang didn't tense himself, and naturally leaned back into his arms.
Qin Moling's side face was pressed against her neck, and his warm breath came behind her ears.
Jian Hang has long wanted to be hugged by him like this. Before he had any feelings, he fantasized about reading books and playing games in his arms.
Being favored unconditionally by him, indulged for no reason.
She thought about it.
In a moment of distraction, I watched the one-hour video.
It was getting late, Qin Moling turned off the projector, "I'll watch it later when I have time. What do you want to do after dinner? Go home or go for a walk?"
Jian Hang decided to go for a run. He was planning a wedding these days, but the run ended.
It had just rained in the afternoon and the air was fresh.
After dinner, Jian Hang remembered that she was wearing high heels, and Qin Moling's apartment did not have her sneakers, "Go to my small apartment to change."
Qin Moling had long wanted to go, "Do you have any spare T-shirts? Lend me to wear them."
Jian Hang: "Yes, you gave me two, the one I bought for you is also in my apartment."
From July to September, she finally mentioned those two dresses.
"I thought you took it for yourself."
"..."
Summer was almost over, and Qin Moling finally put on that Prussian blue T-shirt.
There are still many people running on the playground today, Jian Hang did not see Qin Shu and Han Pei.
"Aren't they coming and running now?" She turned to talk to him while running.
Qin Moling: "They should have brought their children back to the old house today."
Qin Shu married early, and the child can already walk. Speaking of the child, Jian Hang asked him, "Have you ever thought about what it would be like to be a father?"
"I haven't thought about it." He said, "I'll be a good husband before I think about other things." He hasn't even qualified as a husband, and even less qualified to be a father.
Jian Hang handed him his hand, and he grabbed her wrist and dragged her forward.
She didn't run for a few days, and she couldn't run after three laps.
"I'll walk around again, you run." She was exhausted, so she stopped and walked slowly, while he ran ahead alone, getting further and further away, melting into the dim night.
There were so many people on the runway that she couldn't tell which one was him.
She walked slowly for one lap, and he finished three laps.
Jian Hang got down from the runway and stood by the railing to wait for him.
Qin Moling didn't ask her to wait, so he skipped a few laps and ran towards her.
Jian Hang came up to meet him, regardless of whether there was anyone passing by, she went forward and hugged his waist directly.
Qin Moling was taken aback, she wouldn't be like this before.
The sweat on her forehead was not dry yet, he bowed his head and kissed her.
Jian Hang managed to overcome the psychological barrier, he always hesitated to hug him before, and couldn't let go of himself.
She has been doing psychological construction for herself just now, he loves her, she is in his heart, she can hug him whenever she wants, and act coquettishly if she wants to.
Although I don't know where to start acting like a baby.
The night breeze was cool, Qin Moling led her to the parking lot.
Jian Hang remembered one thing, took out his mobile phone, and notified in the management group of the four departments: [The regular meeting will be held at 9:30 tomorrow morning.]
Lin Xiao asked: [Is there a video meeting?]
Jian Hang: [No. I will go to work tomorrow on vacation.]
At half past seven the next morning, Qin Moling arrived at the office.
He informed Secretary Gao, "My marriage leave is over."
Secretary Gao arranged all of Qin Moling's itinerary in advance, and she entered a tense working state again.
"The sales tasks of the first and third parts of the third quarter were overfulfilled ahead of schedule. As of last Friday, the second part had completed 6.5 billion in revenue. It is not a problem to complete 7 billion this year."
"Sibu, the figures have already been mass-produced, and the dealer's deposit has far exceeded expectations. They are confident in the potential of Sibu's products. If Sibu works smoothly according to the current progress, there will be no problem."
Qin Moling listened to the report and signed some documents by the way. He suddenly raised his head, "When will the four online promotions start?"
Secretary Gao memorized these dates back and forth, "The first round of online marketing will start on December 26th, and on New Year's Day, the Dongxue series of figures will be launched."
Qin Moling nodded to show he knew.
It seems that there are still more than three months, but the time is actually very tight.
He told Secretary Gao: "From now on, you will send flowers to Jian Hang twice a week. You can contact the owner of the flower shop and send the address. It doesn't matter if the company knows who sent the flowers, you don't need to hide it."
The last sentence is the key point. Secretary Gao understands that flowers cannot be delivered directly to Jian Hang.
At noon that day, the front desk of the fourth department received a flower delivery, and the recipient was Jian Hang.
A bouquet of flowers is packed in a beautiful flower box, and there is a card inserted among the flowers by the staff of the florist, which is hard to ignore.
There is only a simple line on the card:
Don't stress too much.
-husband