After bankruptcy, I was pampered by the boss

Chapter 122: All men sleep together, what's wrong

Yi Zongyou is a man of few words, but he is very good at observation.

The night he saw Yu Jing for the first time after their reunion, he discovered that he would pinch the tip of his index finger unconsciously when he was extremely nervous.

Every time they spent time together afterwards, Yu Jing's similar little actions became more and more obvious.

Until yesterday, I saw him pinch his index finger until it bled.

The corridor was dimly lit on a cloudy day. Yi Zongyu leaned against the window and lit a cigarette. His expression was unclear in the misty smoke.

"I would rather it was Yu Jing who lost his memory."

Han Ning looked at him and asked, "Why do you say that?"

Yi Zongyu lowered his eyes and smoked a cigarette, and his throat began to ache again.

It was a long time before he spoke.

"That way I can still hold him tightly in my hand."

If Yu Jing remembered nothing, everything would be drastically different. He didn't need to remember anything. Yi Zongyu would have the absolute ability to control the sail of his destiny.

No matter where Yu Jing went, Yi Zongyu would find him, keep him by his side, and would not let him get hurt in any way.

It doesn't matter even if his character, temper, and personality all turn into blank sheets of paper.

Yi Zongyou will teach him how to be reborn with his memories.

It's a pity that it's not like that.

When Yu Jing woke up again, he subconsciously wanted to feel if Yi Zongyu was still there, and found that his hand was wrapped in the other's palm.

"Does your stomach still hurt?" Yi Zongyu asked.

Yu Jing shook his head.

"are you hungry?"

Yu Jing shook his head again, looked out the window, and said nothing.

Yi Zongyou followed the gaze and asked, "What are you looking at?"

"The rain is about to stop, and the typhoon seems to be over." Yu Jing said in a low voice.

"what happened?"

"You... won't have to be trapped in my house anymore."

Yi Zongyu looked at him for a while and said.

“I’m not trapped here by the typhoon.”

Yu Jing held his hand and moved it, the corners of his mouth drooping slightly.

"what is that?"

"It's you."

On the morning of the first day back to work, Yu Jing just got out of the elevator and saw Duan Zuo standing at the office door like a soldier from a distance.

Yu Jing approached and stared at him warily.

"What are you doing?"

"Waiting for you~" Duan Zuo said flatteringly, "The wife of the president of Wanxie."

Yu Jing was suspicious and glanced around.

"where."

Duan Zuo took out a dazzling mirror from somewhere and pointed it at him, enunciating each word.

"That's you!"

"..."

"I still have a job."

Yu Jing walked around him and entered the office. "If you don't submit the manuscript on time, remember to deduct the penalty from you."

Duan Zuo exclaimed.

"Xiao Jing, Mingcheng is your home. Why do you still need to work when you are home?"

"What on earth are you going to do?"

Yu Jing looked at him while waiting for the computer to start up.

"I'm just curious, why is the Buddha Yi Zongyou on your bed?"

Duan Zuo was so happy that he was almost wagging his tail.

Yu Jing's ears turned a little red, but he still pretended to be calm.

"He came to me to discuss cooperation that day, and there happened to be a typhoon and he was trapped in my house, so I kept him overnight."

Duan Zuo clapped his hands: "It turns out that you two are both business-minded. You even lie down together at night to discuss cooperation."

"I only have one room, and it's full of men, so there's nothing to mind." Yu Jing stared at the computer screen and typed randomly.

Duan Zuo: "Okay, okay, it's better if they are all men."

Yu Jing pretended not to hear and continued staring at the computer.

There were two knocks on the office door. It was Duan Zuo's assistant calling him to a meeting.

After everyone left, Yu Jing lost interest in working.

Thinking back to the conversation between the two of them that day, it was not actually harmonious. It seemed like each of them had something hidden in their hearts and only said a few words.

He didn't know why he subconsciously wanted to escape, even though he had been waiting for someone for three long years.

Sometimes I can't tell whether the person in front of me is the one in my memory, but the kiss that afternoon, the physical demands and the sincere words spoken in a half-awake state before falling asleep all touched me deeply.

Even if his thoughts were vague for a moment, Yu Jing knew that it was only Yi Zongyu himself that attracted him.

But as for the other party, I am no different from a stranger to him.

No one could refuse in such a situation.

A face that was very pleasing to the eye, there was no way Yi Zongyu could refuse it.

It was almost noon when the cell phone rang, and Yu Jing picked it up to look at it.

This is Yi Zongyu's information.

[Are you still working?]

I don’t know when his profile picture was changed to a Q-version hand-painted fish, small, light red, and very simple.

Yu Jing: [Yes]

Yu Jing: [What happened?]

The other party did not reply.

A few minutes later, there was a knock on the office door. Yu Jing stared blankly at the person outside the door, a little dazed.

"How did you come?"

"I want to have dinner with you." Yi Zongyu said bluntly.

It was indeed almost lunch time, and the corridor on this floor was busy with people coming and going, and occasionally an employee would look over here.

Yu Jing felt a little hot at the tips of his ears.

"You come in first."

"Can I kiss you?" Yi Zongyu's first words after entering.

Yu Jing's face and neck instantly turned slightly red. He was embarrassed to agree, but he couldn't say no either.

Yi Zongyu put one arm around his waist and pulled him forward into his arms, and with the other hand he placed his hand on the back of his head, leaning over and kissing him.

Yu Jing felt a tingling sensation in his lower abdomen, as if an electric current was flowing through it. He really wanted to rub against the other person and get closer.

“Your mouth is so soft.” The man panted against his forehead.

Yu Jing hugged Yi Zongyu's waist, blushing and silent.

"Why didn't you contact me these two days?" he asked again.

"Contact you...for what?" Yu Jing's mind was still idle and he didn't quite understand the meaning of this sentence.

Yi Zongyou moved his hand from the back of his head down, gripped the back of Yu Jing's slender neck and squeezed it slightly, his voice cold.

"You think of me as a sex partner?"

This sentence suddenly reminded Yu Jing of how shameless he was that day.

He buried his face in Yi Zongyu's shoulder in shame.

"not like this."

"What is that?" Yi Zongyu bit his neck.

Yu Jing snorted softly and his breathing became faster.

"It was my fault that day, I apologize."

He felt pain on the side of his neck and frowned in grievance, not knowing why Yi Zongyu bit him.

"Yu Jing."

"Ah."

"With just an apology, you want to sleep with me for free?"

Yu Jing opened his mouth in disbelief, unable to speak.

My heart was beating so hard that it merged with the other person's through the clothes.

The man kissed the side of his neck, his breath warm.

"Yeah."

Yi Zongyu reminded people of this matter implicitly in his words, as if he had already grasped Yu Jing's lifeblood.

"no……"

Yu Jing said in a very low voice, "That's not the case. I've been too busy these past two days."

"I told you, hiding is not a long-term solution."

"No hiding."

"There's no use hiding." Yi Zongyu pecked at his jaw lightly.

Yu Jing didn't say anything.

"Okay, let's go, I'll take you to dinner."

"Well, wait a moment." Yu Jing pulled his sleeve, "Wait a moment."

"What's wrong."