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Xia Yang heard her own heartbeat, and her brain went blank for a second.
When he came back to his senses, his whole body was lying on Han Yi's broad and tight chest. Warmth began to spread from his whole body, and his lower back could not help but tremble twice.
This position lasted for a few seconds. He raised his arm slightly and wanted to move, but was hugged by the other person's big hand again, pressing him closer and closer.
"You, you..." Xia Yang's face was covered with pink, and the crimson color spread from the tips of his ears to the root of his neck. His lips opened and closed, and it took a while before tiny bits of blood were squeezed out from his throat. A few words, "You are like this... What if someone comes in and sees you!"
"No," Han Yi's low and hoarse voice came from above his head, "Private areas are only open to the public."
Xia Yang: "..."
Xia Yang: "What if?"
"No one dares to enter here except you."
"Let me hold him for a while," Han Yi said, not intending to discuss meaningless conjectures with him. He gently stroked his back with his generous palms, "Lie down next to me."
"Well, it's better not to." Xia Yang lay on the chest like a kitten, feeling the strong heartbeat hitting her eardrums, which seemed to be connected to her own heartbeat, one after another.
This feeling seemed quite comfortable, and he didn't want to move any further.
"It's good for me to lie on my stomach like this. Your sponge pillow looks soft and hard to lie on. I like to rest on something hard." He pinched the pillow beside Han Eeyore's ear and said.
"Okay." Han Yi retracted his arms, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and let out a chuckle.
I don't know how long it took, but Xia Yang fell asleep before she knew it. When she opened her eyes, she found that she had somehow moved her place and was lying on Han Yi's vagina.
The seat next to him was empty, still warm, and there were a few shallow wrinkles left on the pillow. He blinked, turned over, and suddenly realized something and sat up from his bed.
At the same moment, the door was pushed open from the outside.
"Wake up." Han Yi walked in, having already changed into a black business suit.
"What time is it? I won't sleep until get off work, right?" Xia Yang asked nervously, searching for her shoes on the ground.
"We still have ten minutes to go to work, there's no rush." Han Yi took his shoes from the shoe rack at the door and handed them to him.
"What about the people from the program team? They haven't come here yet."
"No."
"That's okay, that's okay, it scares me to death." Xia Yang rubbed his heart, let out a long breath, and said to himself as he got out of bed and put on his shoes, "We can't let them know that the assistant and the boss come first We slept together on the Tianlu show."
Han Yi lowered his eyes and looked at him, his eyes twinkling: "It's not a bad thing to know."
Xia Yang: "..."
*
The whole afternoon was spent in busy work.
Han Yi was still having a video conference after get off work hours. On Xia Yang's side, more than half of the documents had been sorted out, and the progress was quite gratifying.
The two heads of the program team were going back to the station for a meeting, and the cameraman also retreated, leaving only two cameras in the office to shoot the material.
At 6 o'clock, the company employees went home from get off work one after another, and Xiayang received another WeChat message from Ouwen.
[Model Ouwen]: After work, idol, would you like to have dinner together tonight
Xia Yang thought for a while, took a photo of the two piles of documents in front of her, and typed a reply:
[Yang]: I haven’t finished sorting it out yet. I will most likely have to work overtime.
[澎]：Let’s wait another day
[Model Ouwen]: [Shocked! Men silently and women cry]
[Model Ouwen]: Idol, are you addicted to being a social beast~
[澎]: No, I am here to achieve a better version of myself [Come on]
[Model Ouwen]: [Admire and admire], okay, I’ll leave first. Don’t forget to ask Boss Han for overtime pay after you finish your overtime.
After finishing the chat with Ouwen, Xiayang entered Han Yi's dialog box and sent him a message.
[Yang]: Seeing that you are still busy, I will go to the canteen to pack dinner first.
After he finished sending it, he opened the door and walked out. Assistant Xiaojun, who had been waiting in the reading room next door, heard the sound and rushed over.
"Brother, are you leaving?"
"No, I'm going to the restaurant."
"Ah?" Xiaojun quickly followed him after hearing this, "Brother, leave it to me to buy food. It's not convenient for you to enter the employee cafeteria with your status."
"Hey, it's okay. This company is full of people who are focused on doing big things. There is a high probability that they are not star-struck and they won't know me." Xia Yang smiled and patted the assistant, "You don't understand Han Yi's taste, or do I Go yourself."
Xiaojun Diandian followed him, wanting to say something but not knowing how to say it.
In the end, I had to give her a thumbs up and praise her: "Brother, you are such a good wife! If I marry you, Mr. Han will probably wake up laughing at night."
Xia Xian’s wife: “…”
Genting Group's staff restaurant is on the first floor. It has been more than half an hour after the end of the day, and Xia Yang thinks there won't be anyone there.
However, it turned out that he was wrong.
I opened the door and approached the food window. As soon as I stood still, I heard the sound of seats moving behind me.
He was startled and turned his head in horror, thinking that some food with a great reputation was newly cooked at some window.
Xiaojun was also startled and subconsciously pulled him back to block himself in front.
As a result, the next second they were surrounded by layers of people.
"Oh my God, it's really Xia Yang. My wife is so excited. Fortunately, she didn't leave after get off work today!"
"Xia Bao finally showed up. I thought I wouldn't see you. We've been waiting for you all day!"
"Xia Bao, how many days will you be recording in our company? Is there a special meeting session?"
"Little handsome boy, my daughter likes you very much. Can you sign your name for her?"
"Brother, I want an autograph too! I've been a fan of you for a long time!"
Xia Yang looked at the group of people in front of him in shock and took two steps back. His assistant Xiaojun was by his side and never forgot to take the time to correct his previous mistakes.
"Look, brother, what am I talking about! You seriously underestimated your popularity!"
Xia Yang didn't expect that he would be so popular now. Seeing more and more employees pouring into the restaurant, there are young people and cleaning ladies in their forties or fifties, all holding small notebooks, waiting for his signature.
He felt that he might not be able to go upstairs within 2 hours...
Just as he was thinking about how to deal with it, he heard a deep and powerful man's voice coming from the door.
"What are you doing here?"
As soon as the words fell, the whole place was so silent, and there was no noise at all. Everyone's eyes were focused on the door, and then cautiously moved back.
shock!
Why did the big boss come to the restaurant
Xia Yang stretched his neck and looked through the layers of people toward the door. Han Yi's handsome face suddenly caught his eye. His eyes were sharp, his thin lips pursed slightly, and his cold and handsome face was as expressionless as ever.
Xia Yang was stunned for a moment and immediately came to her senses, tightly wrapped her vest and assumed the role of assistant again.
"Mr. Han, is your meeting over?" He raised his hand to say hello, and then said respectfully, "I saw you were busy just now, so I didn't dare to disturb you. I came directly to pack dinner for you."
"Yes." Han Yi walked toward him with his hands in his pockets. All the employees moved out of the way, as if they were afraid of being hit by his aura.
Approaching and standing still, he turned his head and said to the crowd of onlookers: "Xia Yang hasn't eaten until this point. She can't sign autographs today. The company will hold its annual meeting in a few days. We will look for another opportunity then."
After saying this, he gestured to the cafeteria chef who was watching the excitement from the window: "Three nutritious meals." Then he took Xia Yang and left the restaurant.
Assistant Xiaojun stayed behind to wait for packing. The others watched the two of them leave, looked at each other and made the same sound in their hearts -
Hiss, their boss was worried that Assistant Xia would be surrounded when he was hungry, so he came down to protect him
There seems to be a faint smell of dog food. Is there any!
After leaving the restaurant, the two took the elevator back to the 37th floor. While waiting for the meal, Xia Yang said that he wanted to visit the chairman's office floor. He had been outside the office almost all day today, and he had not visited the other areas yet. Pass.
Han Yi nodded and led the way: "The innermost room is the leisure area, the penultimate room is the fitness area, and the one next to the office is the reading area."
"It's so grand. It's exactly like the layout of a small family." Xia Yang stepped into the fitness area and praised the room full of equipment.
While walking, he touched the abdominal wheel and patted the arm strength machine. He turned around and looked at Han Yi with raised eyebrows, "You can meet your daily needs at the company, so you won't be able to remember to go home when you are busy. Already?"
"No," Han Yi looked down at him and shook his head, "The other half is still at home. No matter how busy he is, he has to go back."
Damn it, Xia Yang's heart skipped a beat, and he started playing straight again after a disagreement!
He lowered his head when Han Yi looked at him with passionate eyes, and turned around to prevent the other party from seeing his rosy face. Unexpectedly, his feet sank and he accidentally kicked a dumbbell.
The inertia under the resistance caused his body to suddenly fall forward, and his ankle hit the cold dumbbell bar with a thud.
Just when he thought he was about to be thrown into the ground and his eyes were closed in despair, suddenly an arm crossed his chest and pulled him forcefully into a broad chest behind him.
"Do you think this is a runway? It's hard to walk." Han Yi helped him steady and spoke in a low voice.
Xia Yang grinned: "There are no dumbbells on the catwalk that can trip people up."
Han Yi: "..."
He took a deep breath and stopped arguing about meaningless topics. His eyes fell back on his ankle, "Does it hurt?"
"It seems a little bit," Xia Yang bent down and pulled up his trousers to take a look. He quickly straightened up and waved his hand, "It's okay, the bones are not broken."
Han Yi: "..."
Han Yi: "It's enough to have a big heart."
He squatted down, turned his head, took a closer look at the young man's ankle, and then stretched out his hand to touch it lightly.
"It must have been twisted."
"Hiss," Xia Yang took a breath, "Don't touch it, you will really feel pain now."
Han Yi stood up and looked at the person in front of him. Without saying much, he suddenly raised his arms and hugged him sideways.
"Hey!" Xia Yang was startled, and by the time he realized what he was doing, he was already being carried to the office by Han Yi.
"Wait, wait! Are there any cameras from the program team nearby?" His eyes widened and he looked around nervously.
"Covered. Covered it before going out." Han Yi pointed to the position on the door frame of the office. The camera was covered with a piece of silk.
Xia Yang felt relieved. The arm around Han Yi's neck quietly tightened, and a smile slowly emerged from the corner of his mouth.
This is the legendary princess hug. It feels so amazing!
With a "ding" sound, the elevator door opened behind him, and assistant Xiaojun walked out panting with three large packaged meals.
When he raised his eyes, his pupils shrank sharply and he almost knocked over the packing box in his hand.
Damn it! What kind of movie is this that is not suitable for children? Han Baba just carried his little wife all the way into the office!
The cameras were also covered and the door was locked. This is in the company! It’s not dark yet!
I was thinking wildly in my mind when the door suddenly opened again. Xiaojun suddenly stopped the small movie in his head, raised his head and pretended not to see anything, nothing happened.
Han Yi saw him, walked over and took the packing box from his hand.
"Go to the drugstore downstairs and buy a bottle of safflower oil."
"Eh?" An unspeakable question flashed through Xiaojun's mind. He paused for half a second, and then he asked by mistake, "Mr. Han, are you sure you need... safflower oil?"
The application scenario of this oil... doesn't seem right.
"Otherwise," Han Yi glanced at him and pursed his lips, "If you have any recommendations, please tell me."
The author has something to say:
Xiaojun: Oh my god, Mr. Han is so open!
Is this something that can be recommended