stop.
This sentence is simply too foul, but adding the word "suit" to "privately" made Jiang Chijing make up a big workplace drama.
Jiang Chijing couldn't help but feel a little strange, when did he become like this? It's not that I haven't been in contact with handsome people before, but I never let him dream about it.
It seems that it still has nothing to do with voyeurism.
People who meet by chance will give people a sense of distance, but the objects of voyeurism every day and night will not have such constraints, but will allow people to use their imaginations to the fullest.
"Do you like to wear it or not." Jiang Chijing retracted his gaze unnaturally, "I don't look at it."
Zheng Mingyi smiled softly and asked, "You really don't want to watch it?"
Jiang Chijing said firmly: "Don't look."
Zheng Mingyi asked again, "What about wearing an apron?"
"Aprons?" Jiang Chijing's heart moved, and he always felt that Zheng Mingyi seemed to mean something. He asked quietly, "Why, do you often wear an apron at home?"
"It's not too often." Zheng Mingyi said, "I usually work overtime late, and I only have time to cook on weekends." After a while, he asked again, "Have you seen me wearing an apron?"
Of course Jiang Chijing has seen it, Zheng Mingyi wearing an apron with a topless upper body can at least be ranked in his top 3 favorite voyeurs. He still remembers how much perseverance it took him to resist the urge to take pictures.
"I haven't seen it." Jiang Chijing said lightly, "I'm not interested."
Between the two of them, you came and went to chat, as if the work area was an independent world isolated from the world. No matter how Lao Jiu and his younger brother acted as monsters outside, it would not affect the mood of the two.
But Lao Jiu obviously wouldn't make Jiang Chijing so comfortable. He brought a group of people over with a mighty force. If he didn't get his face back, it would be no different from a face-shaming.
After a while, there was an unpleasant noise in the library, there was a "squeak" sound from the chair's unbearable weight, and a "tuk-tuk" sound from the collision between the back of the chair and the table.
Jiang Chijing looked at it in response, and saw that some of the people on the opposite side were shaking their legs, some were swaying with their chairs up, and none of them had a proper sitting posture. He took a breath and was about to scold, but those people stopped immediately, as if they knew what Jiang Chijing was going to say.
However, when Jiang Chijing retracted his gaze, there was another disturbing noise on the opposite side.
Obviously, these people deliberately made Jiang Chijing uncomfortable. No matter how good Jiang Chijing's mentality is, it's hard for him to pretend that he hasn't seen anything when someone is so arrogant in his territory.
He stared blankly at Lao Jiu for a while, and decided to let the people from the patrol team come over first. But just as he picked up the walkie-talkie, a rash person suddenly ran in at the door of the library.
"Idol, it's not good, I heard—"
Yu Guang's second half sentence was held back in his mouth because he saw the people sitting in the library. He leaned against the wall and walked to the edge of the work area, lowered his voice and said to Jiang Chijing, "I heard that Lao Jiu is going to bring his brother over to fix you."
This news is really timely.
"It's none of your business here." Jiang Chijing said, "Go out quickly."
"That won't work, I'm here to help you." Yu Guang said and looked around, then walked towards the seating area.
Jiang Chijing was immediately surprised when he saw this. Could it be that Yu Guang was going to help him fight
As a result, Yu Guang politely said to the person blocking the road: "Please let me go."
The man looked at Yu Guang up and down, probably not knowing what the little weak chicken was going to do, he took back the leg that was blocking the passage.
Yu Guang went to the back row to get a chair, clumsily passed through the "enemy zone", and put the chair next to the work area.
Since Jiang Chijing was sitting inside, Zheng Mingyi was closer to Yu Guang. Yu Guang crossed Zheng Mingyi without squinting, looked at Jiang Chijing seriously and said, "Idol, I will always support you."
"Hey." Zheng Mingyi raised his hand and shook it, cutting off Yu Guang's warm gaze, "Where are you going, you don't need to be involved."
"Why?" Yu Guang looked at Zheng Mingyi unhappily and said, "Do you know what the relationship between me and Officer Jiang is? You just seized the opportunity. The position you are sitting in now may not be determined in the future. Whose is it?"
"What," Zheng Mingyi asked with a funny expression, "you still want to take my place?"
"Of course, I want to protect my Officer Jiang."
"Yours, Officer Jiang?"
"Could it still be yours?"
Jiang Chijing looked out the window with a headache, forcibly resisting the urge to rub his brows.
What are these two doing
Zheng Mingyi is also idle enough, knowing that Yu Guang worships his own vest, not his Jiang Chijing, so he can also compete with Yu Guang.
And Yu Guang couldn't distinguish the occasion. Jiang Chijing hadn't figured out how to solve the old ninth. Now that there are so many people sitting there watching the play, it's not the time to talk about this problem.
"Officer Jiang." Yu Guang's voice pulled Jiang Chijing's eyes back, "Tell me, who is more important to me and him?"
There was a certainty in Yu Guang's eyes, as if to say that he and the idol have known each other for so many years, it is impossible to compare to an outsider.
But Jiang Chijing really wanted to say, young man, you have the wrong person.
and…
My brother really doesn't like to eat tender grass.