After a day of tossing and turning, Zhou Ziyi ended up sleeping in the master bedroom again that night.
He didn't intend to go back so soon, but Yan Xiuji looked at him and asked, "There are nail boards on my bed? Will they pierce you?"
Zhou Ziyi looked at the ceiling: "That's not the case..."
Yan Xiuji asked again: "Are you afraid that I will do something to you again tonight? Would I be such a beast?"
Zhou Ziyi rubbed his slippers against the carpet: "Neither do I..."
Yan Xiuji reached out his hand to him: "Then come here."
Zhou Ziyi hesitated and went over to hold his hand, but Yan Xiuji pulled him into his arms and said, "Why are you afraid of me? You were so clingy before, but now that you've got what you want, you don't want it anymore?"
"Why would I be afraid of you!" Zhou Ziyi said, "I'm just, uh, a little..."
"What?"
"Shy!" Zhou Ziyi closed his eyes and made up his mind, "I'm shy, okay?"
Yan Xiuji saw him lying in his arms with his head tilted up and his eyes closed. No matter how he looked at him, he looked like...
He kissed her.
Zhou Ziyi opened his eyes in fear: "What are you doing again?!"
"You closed your eyes, as if waiting for me to kiss you."
“?!”
"Okay, don't be afraid." Yan Xiuji led him upstairs and said, "Let's go."
Zhou Ziyi stopped him: "Wait a minute."
"So what?" Yan Xiuji turned his head and looked at him, "If you make up another excuse, I will enforce it."
Zhou Ziyi was speechless: "Brother, leader, Mr. Yan! Please at least allow me to take the toothbrush and towel!"
Yan Xiuji then let him go: "Approved, go ahead."
***
This time, Zhou Ziyi has officially "entered the room".
Logically, he should have slept peacefully. But he lay there for half the night and couldn't fall asleep. He was full of energy when he opened his eyes. He turned his head...it was pitch black, and he saw nothing but a shadow.
But no matter what, that was Yan Xiuzhi, and Zhou Ziyi could reach him under the quilt.
Zhou Ziyi could even hear his breathing, very light, but it was endlessly circulating around him. He had slept here before, but this night, everything (in terms of mood) was different. Zhou Ziyi knew that he could only fall asleep if he couldn't think. But that's how people are. The more they try not to think, the more they think.
Zhou Ziyi opened his eyes and looked at the dark ceiling for a long time. He couldn't help it and sat up quietly.
He slowly moved to the bedside, and began to dangle his feet around the bedside, but couldn't find his slippers. He had no choice but to open his phone, take a picture down, and then move back to put on his shoes.
Just after putting on the clothes and before getting off the ground, Zhou Ziyi heard a voice from behind: "...Where are you going?"
Yan Xiuji's voice was hoarse, and it sounded like he had just been woken up. Zhou Ziyi could only say, "I can't sleep... I want to play with my phone, but I'm afraid it will disturb you, so I'll go downstairs."
"What's wrong..." Yan Xiuji stretched out his hand to him, and Zhou Ziyi subconsciously held it. Yan Xiuji asked: "Does it hurt?"
Zhou Ziyi quickly denied: "No."
Yan Xiuji asked again: "Where is the discomfort? Or is it some other reason?"
"I don't know, I just can't sleep." Zhou Ziyi said, "Don't worry about me, you still have to go to work, go to sleep."
Yan Xiu Ji held him with one hand and turned on the bedside lamp with the other hand. The light was gentle and not glaring, but it was enough to see their faces clearly.
Yan Xiuji looked at Zhou Ziyi and said, "Come back. You can play for a while, but not too long, or you'll get more and more excited."
Zhou Ziyi saw that he had turned on the lights and sighed, "Don't do that. This will affect you too much..."
"You'll have to get used to it." Yan Xiuji said lightly, and then pulled Zhou Ziyi. Zhou Ziyi had no choice but to kick off his slippers and crawl back to sit on the bed. After thinking for a while, Zhou Ziyi wanted to turn off the bedside lamp, and Yan Xiuji said, "You don't want your eyes anymore? Don't turn them off. Turn them off when you want to sleep."
Zhou Ziyi opened his mouth, and Yan Xiuji said, "You're still talking about influencing me? Do you have any other lines?"
Zhou Ziyi really had no other words to say. He stared at Yan Xiuji's face, then suddenly leaned over and kissed his lips.
The kiss was brisk. Yan Xiuji said, "I thought it would take some time before you would take the initiative to kiss me again."
"Why? I can kiss you openly now, and I want to kiss you." Zhou Ziyi put his hands over his eyes, "Okay, good night, go to sleep quickly."
Yan Xiuzhi smiled silently, but in the end he did not hold the young man's hand and went to sleep directly.
Zhou Ziyi let go of his hand after a long while, sat on the head of the bed, leaning against the pillow, and started playing with his mobile phone.
The strange thing is, with the lights on and the phone in hand, Zhou Ziyi started to feel a little sleepy after playing for just ten minutes. He slid down more and more, and finally he was so sleepy that he didn't even bother to put his pillow in the right place.
With his head tilted, it almost leaned against Yan Xiuzhi's head, and Zhou Ziyi fell asleep.
***
When Zhou Ziyi woke up again, he was already lying on the bed. However, his consciousness was still confused and he didn't pay attention to these details at all. He just opened his eyes and found that Yan Xiuji was already changing into clothes for going out.
"...It's so late already?" Zhou Ziyi was still confused, but he forced himself to get up and picked up his phone to check, "Oh, I overslept." He patted his forehead, trying to wake himself up, "But I still have the porridge I made yesterday, I'm going to..."
"Zhou Ziyi." Yan Xiuji was halfway through tying his tie when he let go of his hand to grab Zhou Ziyi's wrist to stop him from patting him. "Don't worry about me. Just go to sleep. You can't even open your eyes."
Zhou Ziyi waited for him to release his hand and said, "It's okay, I'll go make you some porridge and some side dishes, and then I'll come back to take a nap..."
Seeing that he was determined to crawl under the bed, Yan Xiuji looked down at him and said, "Zhou Ziyi, if you dare to get out of bed, I will take you directly to the company."
Zhou Ziyi was stunned for a moment.
Then he put on his slippers, got out of bed, and stood in front of Yan Xiuzhi.
Yan Xiuji raised his eyebrows.
"What? You dare to say it but not to do it?" Zhou Ziyi looked at him, "If you have the guts, take me with you."
Zhou Ziyi thought he was very powerful.
He usually looks quite imposing when he does this. His eyes narrowed, his gaze fixed, and his cold tone can add to his aura. But he just woke up, and he misjudged his aura. In Mr. Yan's eyes, this sleepy, messy-haired guy slowly stood in front of him, swaying without him noticing, and said these words... It's more like "acting like a spoiled child" than a threat.
Yan Xiuji deliberately asked: "Zhou Ziyi, do you still remember how to tie a Windsor knot?"
"That's it?" Zhou Ziyi casually began to tie his tie. To be honest, his movements were smooth, without hesitation, and basically correct... but that was just how it looked.
Zhou Ziyi didn't get the length of the two sides of his tie right from the beginning. After tying it, the front and back of the tie were quite inconsistent.
Mr. Yan commented: "It seems that he hasn't woken up yet."
Zhou Ziyi glared at him: "Why, you regret not taking me with you... um..."
Yan Xiuji grabbed him and kissed him for two minutes.
The kiss pulled Zhou Ziyi out of his sleep, but he fell into another kind of trance. When Yan Xiuji stepped back, Zhou Ziyi suddenly came to his senses and took a few deep breaths.
"Are you awake this time?" Yan Xiuji pushed the hair off his forehead and said, "If you are awake, go downstairs and change your clothes and wash up. I'll give you fifteen minutes. Have breakfast at the company."
Zhou Ziyi was stunned for a moment: "Really...?"
"Of course." Yan Xiuji loosened his tie with one hand and patted Zhou Ziyi's lower back with the other hand. "Be quick, Madam President."
Zhou Ziyi pretended to be calm as he walked out, but in fact, his ears began to turn red.
***
On this day, everyone in the secretarial office of Huahao Group witnessed their immediate boss walking past the office door holding a paper bag in one hand and holding his wife's hand with the other.
The internal group immediately exploded: [Crap, crap, crap!!! The boss brought his wife to work?! ]
[Shocked! The CEO brought his family to work. Is this a silent show-off or a lemon-flavored dog food? ? ? ]
[Is there anything that needs your attention today? No, right? I feel like it's just an ordinary day! ]
[It is reasonable to speculate that the boss has been working overtime for too long and has not been able to see the girl, so he decided to bring her to work and see her for a day! ]
[Sister Fei, what's going on? Don't you have any news? ]
In fact, Li Fei, who was asked, was the one who was really confused.
After all, she was the one who "single-handedly arranged" the marriage between her boss and the "president's wife", and she knew best that the two were not even nominally a couple, but were just in the spouse column in the household registration book.
So, what's going on now?
Sister Li said that she didn't understand.
It was clearly just a contract marriage, and they were not even acquaintances at the beginning. Now not only did they come to the company hand in hand, but President Yan was even holding something that looked like breakfast in his hand. This rare scene... did it represent some major change?
But before Li Fei could figure out what was going on, ten minutes later, Yan Xiuzhi summoned her.
Li Fei hurried over and knocked on the door of the president's office with a professional smile. Once inside, she glanced around calmly.
——Hmm? Zhou Ziyi is not here?
As a super secretary, Li Fei immediately realized where Zhou Ziyi was most likely to be...
It’s the president’s lounge!
That place that no one except Mr. Yan and the regular cleaning staff can enter... Is Zhou Ziyi in there? !
When she thought of this, Li Fei was so gossipy that she went crazy. However, she had to keep it to herself and asked Yan Xiuji dignifiedly and naturally, "Boss Yan, what do you need me to do?"
"Two things." Yan Xiuji sat behind his desk, talking while typing on his computer, looking very serious. Li Fei thought he had something important to say, so he listened attentively with his chest and head held high, almost standing at attention.
As a result, Yan Xiuji said, "First, my lunch order for today is for two people."
Li Fei was stunned when she heard this.
Then Super Secretary Li couldn't help but ask, "Is the other one... for Zhou Ziyi?"
Yan Xiuji replied calmly: "Yes."
Li Fei: ...Wow.
Yan Xiuji also said the second thing: "Also, if you order milk tea this afternoon, just ask Zhou Ziyi and bring him one."
"...Okay." Li Fei was so shocked that she needed a tree hole to rant about it. She barely managed to keep calm on the surface. "Anything else, Mr. Yan?"
"No, go ahead."
Li Fei went out dazed.
Yan Xiuzhi was still sitting there. After watching the morning news, he got up and went to his own lounge.
Zhou Ziyi buried his head in his quilt, snoring softly, and had fallen asleep. Although he was supposed to accompany him to work, Zhou Ziyi went to bed after breakfast and fell asleep.
Yan Xiuji stood at the door, watching him quietly. Before today, Yan Xiuji had never thought that there would be someone else lying on this bed. But today, Zhou Ziyi climbed up on it with sleepy eyes, and Yan Xiuji actually thought that this scene was quite appropriate.
He stood there for a few minutes, a smile already creeping onto his face despite himself.
He walked over, leaned over, and kissed Zhou Ziyi on the forehead.
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