I have to admit that Cen Sen's sentence "I'm not someone who likes to recall the past" pleased Ji Mingshu physically and mentally, and the unhappiness caused by the imminent arrival of invasive species just now was swept away.
Lying under the blanket to sleep, Ji Mingshu unknowingly hung on Cen Sen's body again, wrapping his arms around his neck, and wrapping his bare and neat legs around his waist and abdomen.
Cen Sen adjusted his position while half asleep and half awake, and pressed the restless octopus wrapped around his body into his arms.
That night, Ji Mingshu had a dream.
I don't know if it's near dusk in the dream, or the dream has its own warm yellow halo. All the scenes seem to be soaked in a honey jar, and frame by frame pulls out crystal clear and bizarre old-time scenes.
The first 50% of the dreams are long, boring details of high school life that cannot withstand scrutiny. She changes the length of her school uniform and skirt in the dormitory for a while, and is urgently notified to take the exam for a while.
Halfway through the exam, the grade leader ran in and said: The exam was wrong, you are liberal arts students, so you don't need to take the physics exam.
When she got out of the examination room, she was happy and wondered at the same time, didn't she just study in the first year of high school and didn't have any arts and sciences? And what I just did seems to be a geography test paper.
Then Cen Sen appeared in the second half of the dream like this defenselessly—
In the corridor leaving the examination room, Ji Mingshu saw him and Li Wenyin walking from the end together.
He was tall and thin, and the blue-black school uniform that students in the attached middle school often criticized looked neat and good-looking on him. The two walked up to her, met her face to face, and passed her coldly.
Ji Mingshu stood there, a little upset, but she didn't know what she was upset about.
Soon the scene switched to the classroom after school, the honey-colored sunset outside the window was projected on the desks, the afterglow was warm, and it seemed that there was still a fine wind gently flapping the curtains.
There was no one in the classroom except Ji Mingshu, who lay prone on the desk, thinking about what to have for dinner.
Just then, Cen Sen walked into the classroom.
He, a senior high school student, suddenly entered the classroom of the first year of high school, and sat next to her to explain the test paper to her, which was simply inexplicable.
But in the dream, Ji Mingshu's brain seemed to be eaten by zombies. He didn't think there was anything wrong at all. He rummaged through his schoolbag and told Cen Sen nervously, "My test paper is missing."
Cen Sen: "It's okay."
He patted her on the head very tenderly, then leaned forward a little and kissed her.
After that, the painting style changed a bit, and it was very forbidden.
She was carried by Cen Sen to sit on the desk, and Cen Sen stood by the desk, lifted up her shortened skirt, and took off the last layer of cover on her body.
In the end, she was lying on her back on the table, while Cen Sen was still standing by the table, moving back and forth.
She covered her eyes with her hands, but she still couldn't help but quietly let go of a small gap, peeking at Cen Sen's clean, abstinent and wanton indulgence.
When the tide was surging, Cen Sen still grabbed her waist, leaned over and asked her some embarrassing questions.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Li Wenyin standing at the door of the classroom. She was nervous, but there was a secret, unspeakable eagerness to move. She whispered softly in Cen Sen's ear, "I like it."
Then, the dream woke up.
In the few seconds after waking up, Ji Mingshu's mind went blank, and his fingertips were trembling.
What kind of strange dream is this
Her heart was beating extremely fast, and the strange feeling in her body did not stop abruptly with the end of the dream.
Immediately, her eyes focused, and she finally saw clearly the culprit who had troubled her early in the morning and made her dream painting style change suddenly.
In fact, Cen Sen didn't expect Ji Mingshu to be able to sleep so deadly. He had teased her for a long time before showing no signs of waking up, and it wasn't until he finally released her that he barely woke up.
Fortunately, her body's instinctive reaction in sleep was still very honest.
The two looked at each other.
Ji Mingshu seamlessly connected the scene in his dream, his ears turned red and his eyes flickered a little.
On the other hand, Cen Sen, who really did something bad, was very calm. When the last sliver of pleasure faded, he withdrew and left, with a satisfied look of "it's already over".
Until the sound of rushing water came from the bathroom, Ji Mingshu was still lying on the bed foolishly, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.
Well, why did she have that kind of strange dream? It's so embarrassing to be in front of Li Wenyin in the dream!
Also, Cen Sen, that doggy man, came three times last night, why didn't he stop when he got up early in the morning
She's still asleep, what's the difference between this and a zombie!
No, she is not a corpse!
While Ji Mingshu was thinking wildly, Cen Sen had already come out of the bathroom after taking a shower. He couldn't hold back in the morning, and spent a lot of time on the bed. His mobile phone has been ringing since eight o'clock.
While talking with people, he adjusted his neckline with one hand, but the tie couldn't be fixed with one hand. He glanced at Ji Mingshu, walked to the side of the bed, and passed the tie over.
Ji Mingshu didn't know what kind of evil he was, so he sat up wrapped in the quilt without wearing anything, took the tie and tied it for him.
"... It's only a matter of time before Hehui lets go. Their funding gap is too big. They have no choice but Junyi. You don't have to worry about that."
Maybe it was because of the big fight in the early morning, Cen Sen's voice was a little deep and hoarse, revealing a sense of physical and mental satisfaction.
While Ji Mingshu reminded himself that he was only having sex as a couple and not to be like a nympho, he frantically recalled the embarrassing scene and blushed crazily.
In the end, Cen Sen finished talking on the phone, and her Windsor knot hadn't been tied yet.
Cen Sen took a deep look at her, then suddenly reached out and took the tie from her.
"I will do it myself."
Ji Mingshu didn't dare to raise his eyes to meet his gaze, so he sat on the bed tightly wrapped up in the quilt, and after a long time he forced himself to be justified and said: "Ben, you should tie it yourself. Is there something wrong with your brain? Just turn on the phone and put it away." Don't bother me!"
When it came to the word "toss", she was more sensitive than anyone else, and she quickly lay down before she blushed, and even pulled the quilt up to cover her head.
There was a low sneer from outside the quilt, and she remained motionless, anyway, she was determined to play dead until Cen Sen left.
At 8:30 in the morning, Zhou Jiaheng and the driver finally waited until Cen Sen came out.
It's also strange, in Zhou Jiaheng's impression, Cen Sen has always been terribly self-disciplined, and being late should never happen to this boss.
But he didn't dare to ask, so he silently made up for unexpected situations such as husband and wife quarreling.
There is a regular group meeting in the morning, basically the managers who communicate with the various branches of the group come to make regular reports.
The cities with the most hotels under Junyi in China are Imperial Capital and Star City. In the previous hotel inspection, Star City has not been visited yet, because Star City has 23 hotels in four series under Junyi. Once they go there, they will stay for at least a week. above time.
It was a coincidence that this regular meeting involved a messy matter stirred up by the high-level executives of the Star City branch.
After the meeting ended, Cen Sen immediately ordered Zhou Jiaheng to adjust his recent itinerary.
Zhou Jiaheng reminded Bureau Chen that it's best not to postpone the appointment tonight, and Cen Sen said in a low voice, "Let's go after that."
In the office, after processing the documents at hand, he leaned back in the chair and closed his eyes to rest.
Inexplicably, the image of Ji Mingshu crooning under him popped up in his mind again, sweet and lustful.
He rolled his Adam's apple, sat up again, and took a sip of black coffee.
In fact, he and Ji Mingshu have known each other for a long time, but thinking about it carefully, they don't know much about each other.
For example, Ji Mingshu's insistence on getting a divorce after cheating was completely unexpected, and he even felt that his own reaction was a bit unexpected.
There seems to be an inexplicable rejection of the word "divorce" that is out of control.
Thinking about it, I find it ridiculous that the Ji family is not of much use to him now. On the contrary, this in-law does no harm to the Ji family. Ji Mingshu still dares to talk about divorce every day. , the Ji family was the first to refuse.
He opened a new document, didn't read two lines, then suddenly picked up the phone from the side and sent Ji Mingshu a WeChat message.
When receiving Cen Sen's WeChat, Ji Mingshu and Jiang Chungu checked into an online celebrity dessert shop in Kaiyang.
The three of them ordered a table and took a lot of photos, but they were all drinking weak tea.
Ji Mingshu and Gu Kaiyang had requirements on their bodies. Last night, Ji Mingshu felt very guilty for destroying a whole plate of braised pork ribs. Although he exercised from night to morning in bed, he still weighed six taels when he got up.
—No way, fat is a lie detector that money can’t buy, realistic and ruthless.
Jiang Chun really wanted to eat it, but before she stretched out her goose claws, Ji Mingshu crazily pressed against her ear.
"You know what to eat when you eat and eat. Do you think you have lost weight like Zhao Feiyan? Keeping in shape is a woman's lifelong career. Yan Yu and that little green tea are still watching with open eyes. You still want to make Yan Yu regret it and the little green tea." Eat poop together with green tea?"
"Don't think that you can have no demands on yourself because you have made some progress with Tang Zhizhou now. Tang Zhizhou can praise you that you are cute and chubby in the eyes of his lover today. Tomorrow he will turn his back on you and call you an uneducated little fat man!"
Jiang Chun: "..."
Who the hell can eat this.
After stopping Jiang Chun from letting himself go, Ji Mingshu chatted with Gu Kaiyang about being on the show again.
She has too many burdens as a celebrity, and she is a little uncertain about paying attention.
Gu Kaiyang thought it was an interesting experience, and she has always been a relatively independent and self-reliant girl. She has always held the view that girls should have their own careers.
Gu Kaiyang: "Participating in the program is first of all an experience, and secondly, you can also use it to develop your own career. The influence of Xingcheng TV is still good. You have participated in the program of Xingcheng TV as an interior designer, and you can also receive it in the future. More cases. Your husband is generous, and the money is too much to spend, but it’s better to spend the money you earn, right?”
"No." Ji Mingshu rested his chin and said as a matter of course, "I think it's more enjoyable to spend the money earned by others."
"..."
After thinking about it carefully, there was nothing wrong.
At this moment, Ji Mingshu received a WeChat message from Cen Sen.
Cen Sen: [I'm going to Star City tonight, maybe for a month or two.]
He is going to Star City
Ji Mingshu remembered that the recording of that program took almost a month.
Then came a new message.
Cen Sen: [Call something.]
Ji Mingshu originally wanted to ask him last night if he had any comments or suggestions if he went to the show, but after getting entangled in bed, she forgot about it.
At this moment, she carefully and timely implemented Cen Sen's phrase "call if you have something to do", and called him before he had just sent the message and hadn't put down the phone.
After saying a few words, Cen Sen suddenly asked her to wait.
After waiting for half a minute, Cen Sen's voice reappeared on the other end of the phone. Ji Mingshu cut to the chase and said, "Actually, there is a program on Xingcheng TV that I want to invite me to participate in. It's a space design program, probably about What do you think about teaming up with stars to complete design tasks?"
Cen Sen looked at the list of program groups sent by Zhou Jiaheng half a minute ago, and his eyes fell on the line marked by Zhou Jiaheng:
"The third group: Li Che, Ji Mingshu (tentative)"
"Note: Li Che has a plan to untie Meng Xiaowei. It can cooperate with the cp of the program group and amateur group. Amateurs have excellent appearance and can be included as key shooting targets."
He looked through Li Che's personal information again, and said indifferently: "I don't think it's very good."
Ji Mingshu: "..."
Cen Sen: "You may be more suitable for a program like Deformation Meter."
Ji Mingshu: "...?"