Chapter 11: Sex is a Sword Above Your Head



Yan Zheng quickly packed up his things, and the two took the elevator to the first floor. When passing by the time clock, Sang Tianen stopped.

"Hey, wait, let me clock in." She gritted her teeth and walked to the card machine, pressed her fingerprint, and when she heard the words "Card in successful", she breathed a sigh of relief.

Day after day, we go through wind and rain, just to earn some hard-earned money.

"Minister Yan, aren't you going to punch in?" Seeing Yan Zheng standing motionless beside him, Sang Tianen kindly reminded him.

"No need." Yan Zheng pursed his lips and said, "Let's go."

Sang Tianen then remembered that leaders at the ministerial level in Qitian did not need to punch in. She wished she could reach such a level one day.

The two walked to the gate very slowly. The rain outside was still heavy, and the big raindrops hit the ground, making crackling sounds.

"I'll go drive, you wait here." Yan Zheng handed the bag to Sang Tianen and rushed into the rainy night before she could react.

Sang Tianen stretched out her hand and opened her mouth, wondering how this person could be so stupid. She had an umbrella in her bag, but he rushed into the heavy rain without even asking.

After a while, Yan Zheng came running back. His white shirt was mostly wet, and his short black hair was dripping with rain. He raised his arm to wipe the rain from his eyes and said breathlessly, "My car broke down."

Seeing his miserable appearance, Sang Tianen quickly took out a pack of tissues from his bag and handed it to him: "Wipe it first."

Yan Zheng took it without hesitation, first pulling out a tissue to wipe his face, then another to wipe his neck. Sang Tianen's eyes followed his movements, unconsciously sliding to the protruding Adam's apple, and then to the beautiful collarbone...

Yan Zheng paused, his eyes narrowed slightly: "You don't want the eyes?"

Sang Tianen quickly averted his gaze, covered his butt and cried out in pain as if to hide it. His funny and annoying look made Yan Zheng's teeth itch.

Why did he think she was a little girl just now? This woman was clearly a little pervert who loved to eat soft rice and cry. He must not be bewitched by her.

"Have you driven?" Yan Zheng threw the tissue he had used into the trash can at the gate.

"It's open, it's open." Perhaps wanting to restore some of his image in the eyes of his boss, Sang Tianen very attentively took out a keychain from his bag. "My car is blue, license plate number xxxxx, easy to spot, it's on the left."

Yan Zheng stared at her, took the car keys, and was about to walk into the rain when Sang Tianen grabbed him and said, "I have an umbrella."

Yan Zheng glared at her. Sang Tianen knew what he was going to say and immediately explained, "Don't look at me like that. You were too fast just now. Before I could say anything, you rushed out like a cannonball."

Yan Zheng didn't want to bother with her anymore. He was feeling cold all over and didn't want to waste time on such a meaningless conversation.

He opened his umbrella and walked towards the parking lot again. He saw the royal blue sports car at a glance, put away his umbrella, opened the door and got in.

Sang Tianen stretched his neck and looked towards the parking lot. When he saw a bright headlight coming towards him, he raised the corner of his mouth happily.

The car stopped steadily at the foot of the stone steps of the building. Sang Tianen gritted his teeth, quickly walked down the steps, opened the car door and got in.

As soon as he entered the door, he slumped over the back seat, turned his head and gasped.

Yan Zheng, who had been staring at the rearview mirror, suddenly felt that he was in a much better mood. The unpleasantness of the car breaking down and being caught in the rain all disappeared in an instant.

Human beings are very strange creatures. When they are in a miserable situation, if they find someone who is as miserable or even more miserable than themselves, they will get a strange comfort.

Although it's despicable, it doesn't feel bad.

The two of them arrived at the hospital quickly. The rain had stopped by then. Sang Tianen picked up his bag and said to Yan Zheng with a frown, "You can drive my car home first. I can do it by myself."

Yan Zheng was stunned: "Are you sure?"

Sang Tianen forced a smile and said, "I just fell on my butt, not my limbs. I'm not to the point where I can't take care of myself."

Seeing that she seemed to be better than before, Yan Zheng returned the car keys to her: "I'll take a taxi home by myself."

"Why are you, a man, taking a taxi in the middle of the night? Drive my car." Sang Tianen turned around and walked towards the emergency room without taking the key from Yan Zheng's hand.

Looking at her staggering back, Yan Zheng's hand holding the key tightened slightly, and a strange emotion flashed in his eyes.

"Go home quickly and change your pants. It would be bad if you catch a cold." Sang Tianen turned his head and added, with concern in his eyes.

In fact, just now in the car, Sang Tianen asked Yan Zheng to turn on the heater to the highest level. His shirt was almost dry, and only his black pants were still a little damp.

Yan Zheng really didn't expect that Sang Tianen, who had been humming like a child all the way, would actually pay attention to his pants. His heart suddenly softened and he hummed softly.

The lights in the distance were imprinted in his pupils, like a cluster of burning fireflies, and Sang Tianen's heart trembled inexplicably.

She didn't know if it was her illusion, but Yan Zheng at this moment gave her a special feeling, a little quiet, a little gentle, and a little... In short, she couldn't help but want to take a few more glances.

The two of them just looked at each other in silence, and no one spoke for a while.

The night breeze was carrying a damp smell, the ground was wet and sticky with leaves that had fallen from somewhere.

The astringent smell of earth and grass in the air gradually became stronger, so sticky that it was almost impossible to breathe.

"Beep!" A horn broke the silent gaze. Both of them turned their heads as if waking up from a dream, and a white car drove past.

Sang Tianen felt as if someone had hit her heart hard. She quickly closed her eyes and silently said in her heart: Color is emptiness, emptiness is color. Color is a knife hanging over my head. Handsome guys can only be admired from afar and not played with close...

Yan Zheng lowered his head and coughed twice, his earlobes slightly red, and said in a muffled voice, "I'm leaving."

"Goodbye!" Sang Tianen suddenly opened his eyes and replied without thinking, feeling a little impatient.

Yan Zheng looked up in surprise. When he saw the expression on her face, the charm in his heart immediately dissipated. His face and voice became solemn: "Drive to your neighborhood tomorrow morning."

After saying that, he drove away without even looking at Sang Tianen.

Sang Tianen, who stayed where he was, scratched his hair in frustration, feeling like he had just gone crazy.

She actually stared at a man so straightly, and the key point is that this man is the boss of her department. Does she think she has lived too long?

She closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths, forcing herself to wake up from her out-of-control state. When her emotions calmed down, she suddenly remembered why she came to the hospital.

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