Chapter 379： Dont bully honest people 12 ┃ ShuVis calculation (1/2)

As soon as Zhuang Li turned off the computer, Feng Ming hurriedly ran into the office with some fine sweat on the tip of his nose, showing how eager he was.

The carriage is a cramped, airtight environment, and the two people sitting in the front row will be very close together. Being able to get along with Mr. Great Secret in such an environment makes him excited just by thinking about it.

"So soon?" Zhuang Li patted his laptop and said, "Mr. Feng, please help me pack my things, and I'll clean up your office."

"You don't need to clean up." Feng Ming took his hand and walked to the next door, and said, "Look, I put everything back in place according to your instructions."

Sure enough, the original messy office is now clean and tidy, as if no one has touched it. It's not that Feng Ming can't do these things well, he just doesn't want to do it.

The things scattered around are actually a reflection of his inner world. How irritable his heart is, how messy his office will be.

The arrival of Mr. Great Secret has rebuilt his inner order, making him willing to abide by these cumbersome terms and conditions, and even find joy in it.

Zhuang Li smiled with relief, and then joked: "Mr. Feng, has anyone ever said that you are cute?"

Feng Ming nodded with red ears: "Yes, it's you."

Mr. Big Secret said it once in the circle of friends.

Zhuang Li adjusted the frame of his glasses and said softly, "Then I want to say it again in front of you now, you are the cutest boss I have ever seen."

Feng Ming nodded stiffly, then pulled his wrist impatiently: "I'm a big man, don't keep saying I'm cute. It's alright, it's over, I'm off work. I'll take you home."

When his back turned to Zhuang Li, his pretended to be deep and sophisticated expression immediately changed to a grinning smirk.

Zhuang Li obeyed: "Okay, then I won't talk about it again."

In the smirk, Feng Ming's face slowly stiffened.

7480: "Hahahaha..."

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Feng Ming drives a sports SUV with a spacious interior. So he decided to change to a small car or sports car tomorrow, so that the front seat will be a little more crowded.

"Where does your family live?" He slowly turned the steering wheel.

Zhuang Li turned on the navigation on his mobile phone and asked with great interest, "It is said that you like extreme sports?"

"Yes, I like the feeling of adrenaline rushing." Feng Ming took time to look at Mr. Secret, but saw the other hand laying lazily on the car window, and the other hand was playing with the automatic transmission. joystick.

The top of the joystick has a round head, and it was rubbed back and forth by Mr. Great Secret's slender fingertips, fondling in circles. It was obviously an act of boredom, but it was inexplicably full of color.

Round head, caressing...

For some unknown reason, Feng Ming's adrenaline began to soar, and without the stimulation of life and death, he instantly reached an intracranial orgasm.

fuck! So perverted? He clenched the steering wheel and spat at himself.

Zhuang Li looked at his suddenly clamped legs and the back of his hand with several blue veins, the corners of his lips couldn't help rising.

"Actually, there are a lot of things that stimulate adrenaline. You don't have to play extreme sports. You know Mr. Feng?" he said slowly.

The cold sweat on Feng Ming's forehead burst out with a swipe, and he asked in a foolish manner, "Really? Is there any other way?"

"There are many methods, and some of them are more exciting than extreme sports." Zhuang Li deliberately paused for a moment, and then slowly added: "For example, watching horror movies or something."

Feng Ming's stiff body slowly relaxed, and in order to prevent Mr. Great Secret from seeing his strangeness, he could only exhale the breath that he had held for a long time.

Damn, he almost thought that his perverted thoughts were discovered by Mr. Secret!

Zhuang Li turned his head away and looked out the window, laughing silently from Feng Ming's invisible angle. After laughing, he sighed in his mind: "Cute, miss the day!"

7480 put on a pair of noise-cancelling headphones and muttered, "Bah, I don't listen to these dirty words."

Feng Ming adjusted for a while before returning his mentality and body to normal. Chatting with Mr. Secret is really thrilling, and the level of excitement is even more extreme than extreme sports!

He coughed, and then asked in a hoarse voice, "What kind of sports do you like?"

Zhuang Li turned his head and said truthfully, "I don't like sports. God didn't install any sports cells in me when he created me."

Feng Ming: "..."

How can he take this? Will there be no way for people who have no common interests to get along happily?

When Feng Ming was secretly distressed, Zhuang Li chuckled again: "But I like photography. President Feng, can I take pictures of you when you are exercising? Your figure is better than a supermodel. As soon as I see you, I will Got the urge to photograph you."

Feng Ming's sinking heart immediately floated up.

"Of course, you can shoot whatever you want, I don't mind. Then I'll call you when I go out to play in the future?" Feng Ming subconsciously seized this opportunity.

"Okay, although I'm not good at sports, I especially like people who are good at sports." Zhuang Li showed admiration at the right time.

Feng Ming glanced at him, and the adrenaline started to soar again.

He gripped the steering wheel tightly, groaning inwardly. It was so exciting to be with Mr. Secret!

Zhuang Li raised his phone and asked, "Mr. Feng, can I take a picture for you? It's the first time I've seen a handsome boss like you."

Feng Ming's adrenaline rushing around in his body has already caused problems such as arrhythmia, fast heartbeat, and blood boiling.