Chapter 109: Extra (1)

The sun was warm and fell on the window sill, and a pale yellow flower swayed with the wind under the window.
The street below the window is a bustling crowd of people, and the distance is far away.
A cold-faced man spread a financial newspaper in his hand and read it with a slight brow.
What is written in the news is the news about the restructuring of the assets of large multinational corporations. Including the chairman of Juli Group, Eaton died of illness. He has no wife and children. According to his will, Dr. Cook, who had the first inheritance right, died because of an accident. At the same time, Isaac Eaton, who had the second inheritance right, died. To everyone's surprise, Song Zhi, who has always been low-key and has been mobilized for research projects in remote areas, has inherited all of Eaton’s shares and officially became the new chairman of Juli Group.
Since Song Zhi almost had no fame, Juli Group was caught in chaos and was exposed by the media to have some illegal secret research. Many shareholders withdrew their capital, which led to the stock price of Juli Group falling into a crisis.
The man's brow furrowed slightly as he heard the footsteps that he was not slow to walk toward.
He reached for the cup on the side table, but he was caught by the person.
The other person lifted his left leg, his knee slowly brushed over the outside of his thigh, pressed against the edge of the seat, and the other leg was lifted up, sitting directly on his body.

Is the newspaper better than me?
The sound of the ink night was very long, and with the sunlight in this room, Zhou Yu’s nerves became more and more soothing.
But he still didn't move the newspaper away, just freed up one hand and buckled the opponent's midfielder: "You are the best person I have ever seen. Just watching it for a long time, I will also be tired of aesthetics."
In the night of the ink, the newspaper in the hands of Zhou Yu was smashed down, thrown aside, and then hooked Zhou Yu’s shirt collar and played it.
It seems to be careless, but there is a dangerous and mysterious temperament.
It is this temperament that makes him in front of the camera and reverses all beings.
"Hey, are you really tired of me? How do I remember that you are not looking at me for more than ten minutes a day?"
"We sleep together every night." Zhou Yu's voice sounded helpless, but deep inside he enjoyed the "night" of "night".
"But when you sleep, you are keeping your eyes closed. When I am with me, I only allow you to close your eyes in one situation."
"What is the situation?" Zhou Yu raised his eyes with a funny smile.
At that moment, the ink night looked down and contained Zhou Yu’s lips.
His kiss was as warm and eager as ever, invading Zhou Yu's mouth, suppressing Zhou Yu's tongue, licking his warm captain, followed by a whirlwind of sucking.
Zhou Yu doesn't even understand that the human world is very safe. They don't have to worry about anything. With their longevity, they are afraid to become old monsters like vampires.
And the temptation of the human world is too much.
The former ink night was not contaminated, no matter how clever he was, he could not truly appreciate the glitz and fame and fortune of the human world in Nibelungen. Perhaps gradually, he will not care so much about Zhou Yu. What's more, there are many beautiful men and women who are better than Zhou Yu around the current night.
But this kiss made Zhou Yu feel that the ink night was more greedy than he was before.
There are still important things today, Zhou Yuzheng has to face his face to stop the kiss. He is too clear that it is easy to wipe out the fire in the state of ink night, but the ink night does not mean to stop. Even if it is irritated, with Zhou Yu’s direction leaning over his head, he is forced to be in Zhou Yu. The degeneration of the lips and teeth, he clasped Zhou Yu's collar, as if warning him not to avoid himself.
Zhou Yu’s original back slanted backwards until the night of the night, and Zhou Yu’s collar was turned and the hands were pressed against the back of the seat.
The ink night was getting more and more forceful. Zhou Yu patted his back and motioned to stop him, but the ink night ignored it. Zhou Yu felt that he would be crushed by the ink night.
The chair is screaming because of Zhou Yu’s tolerance and the power of the ink night.
It was not until the door knocked at the door.
"Ink night, are you at home? We should set off! Today's photographers are more tempered and must not be late!"
The agent of the ink night came out of the door.
Zhou Yu said to the ink night in his mind: Don't get in. And, I hate people who are late. Since you have done this job, you are bothered to be professional.
Ink night laughed and finally let go of Zhou Yu.
But when Zhou Yu was on his eyes, he was stunned.
What is in the eyes is not the golden color, but the red bloodshot, like the anger after a terrible thing is interrupted.
"Don't suffocate the girl." Zhou Yu looked at the ink night coldly.
"Know it. You really know how to pity the jade. Isn't my idiom useless?" The night of the ink twitched his lips, with a kind of evil in his smile.
It is this temperament of innocence and evil that makes him the darling of many photographers.
"I still don't go down from me." Zhou Yuyang raised his chin.
He felt that he was going to spoil the ink night.
"I thought you would think it was very sexy." The ink night didn't mean to go down. He still used his fingers to fiddle with Zhou Yu's shirt collar. "You actually wore a shirt. The special police team needs to wear a shirt?"
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After Zhou Yu returned to the human world, Song used the influence of Juli Group to restore Zhou Yu’s identity. It’s just that Zhou Yu rarely attends the job, and more is the instructor who is a newcomer.
"Today I want to have lunch with Song. Now the situation of Juli Group is very troublesome. One is not handled well, and my identity in the human world will be very embarrassing."
"I know, relying on the big tree to enjoy the cold. Song Zhi is now our big tree." The ink night stretched out a waist, and reluctantly came down from the chair.
The knock on the door sounded again.
"Ink night, are you not here?"
"I am. You let me go out in the toilet and come out."
The meaning of "finished" in the ink night is obvious. Zhou Yu does not need to open the door to know that the girl's face outside is definitely red.
"Don't take someone else's jokes again." Zhou Yu glanced at the ink night and then got up and took the suit jacket on the hanger.
"Will you come back tonight?" Ink night holding his arms, his forehead against the wall, admiring Zhou Yu's back.
Zhou Yu snorted: "How many times have I said, don't show me what you think in your mind."
"I am asking for love."
"Yesterday you have not done yet?" Zhou Yu is really wanted to hit each other anymore.
"Time is not enough ah you saying we should go to bed, I said I could all night." Ink night threw your hands up, an innocent look, "ah, I know! I wanted to hit you now."
Zhou Yu was too lazy to care for him. He took the car key and opened the door directly. He saw Xiaolin, the agent of the ink night.
"Dr. Zhou!" Xiaolin is a very experienced agent.
When I saw Xiaolin for the first time, Zhou Yu introduced herself to say that she was a family member of the ink night, but the night of the ink did not evade Zhou Yu’s shoulder and said, "This is my favorite person." The consequence was that he was directly hit by Zhou Yu’s fist.
Kobayashi was shocked.
Ink night but smiled a little angry, and Zhou Yu said to Xiaolin: "This guy is guilty. When he deliberately provokes you, you are welcome."
At that time, Kobayashi had a tacit understanding that the ink night was not a joke. Because a person can only give and condone without principle if he is facing someone he loves the most.
Ink night connives Zhou Yu to do anything for himself.
While Kobayashi entered the room, Zhou Yu had already left.
On the night of the night, I took a cup of tea that Zhou Yu had not finished, and took a sip.
He stood at the window and watched Zhou Yu drive away.
"Do you think Zhou Yu is particularly handsome when driving?" The eyes of the ink night are like being taken away by Zhou Yu's car.
After getting along for more than a year, Kobayashi has become accustomed to such a dark night, and even imagines how Zhou Yu’s face is when he hears this.

Whether it’s a steering wheel or a focused sight, it’s masculine.

"Yeah." Xiaolin nodded and then reminded, "We should go too!"
"I want to come in the car once." The night of the night licked the lips.
Xiaolin walked to the door and almost got to the feet.
Zhou Yu drove the car to the temporary apartment in Song Dynasty.
Even without the Juli Group, Song Zhi’s savings were enough for him and Song Yu to live for a few more years. Buying an apartment here is a slap in the face of Song Zhi.
The person who opened the door for Zhou Yu was Song Wei.
He wore a smoky grey sweater and khaki slacks. The whole person looked a little less indifferent and more warm than when he was in Nibelungen.
He had no extra words, just nodded.
After Zhou Yu entered the door, Song Yu pointed to the study.
At the door of the study, Zhou Yu laughed. This feeling is like when I first went to the office of Song Zhi in Nibelungen.
Opening the door of the study, Zhou Yu saw the documents of Chengshan pressed against the desk, and almost completely blocked Song.
"I didn't stay at the headquarters of Juli Group. It was full of traces left by Eaton. And many reporters were around there, wanting to hear me explain what the Juli Group did. And I can't tell them, Many of the rumors they heard were true."
The sound of Song Zhi sounded.
There is still no feeling of □ □ □, but it is a bit tired.