his substitute

As Christmas is approaching, the teams of the new media department are very busy.As the team leader, Wen Yun didn't need to write every planning case himself, but all the cases submitted by the team members had to be carefully read from beginning to end, and those that should be revised should be revised, and those that should be dismissed and redone should not be sympathetic.But occasionally in special circumstances, Wen Yun has to catch the knife by himself.

A while ago, the tourism and food team recruited an intern named Wang Wei, who was only 21 years old. His writing was very clever, but because he had no experience in copywriting, what he wrote was politely said to be "need to be polished", and crudely said to be "shit does not make sense ".Wen Yun is not good at mentoring people. When he brought Liu Cun to the "Zhongcheng Times", he failed to teach him the skills of interviewing and writing press releases. Now facing a little girl, he can't speak harsh words. He was really too busy, with a lot of cases waiting for him to look at, and various merchants kept calling him, so that he really couldn't spare time to tell Wang Wei the main points of the planning case, and finally he could only kindly ask Wang Wei to go back to her seat first. Go up and change the case by yourself.

During this time, almost no one in the new media department could get off work on time, but Wen Yun was the last one to leave.It's not about earning performance, nor is it that work efficiency is low, it's just that there are too many jobs, and even if you try to squeeze in time, you still can't finish them.

But Wen Yun had no intention of resigning.

On this day, after checking the "Year-end Food Festival Catalogue" sent by Shengxi Square, Wen Yun left it alone for a while, and saw that it was already 9 o'clock, so he quickly opened Wang Wei's plan and prepared to start from scratch.

There were not many people left in the office, and most of the lights were turned off.

He didn't expect that Liu Cun hadn't left yet.

The door of the editor-in-chief's office opened, and Liu Cun inspected the lighted office area and stopped behind Wen Yun's seat.

Wen Yun didn't stand up, but greeted politely: "Mr. Liu is still so late?"

"Well, take a look." Liu Cun's tone was usually vague, and he stood still, but he didn't move extra.

Wen Yun doesn't mind others watching her work, but standing behind a person with unknown intentions still affects her mood.But Wang Wei's case was written so poorly that she had nowhere to write, and she was a little upset for a while.

Liu Cun leaned on the back of the chair with one hand, and Wen Yun straightened up reflexively, and left the back of the chair.

At this moment, Wen Yun's cell phone on the table rang, and the words "Xun Musheng" flashed flamboyantly.

The moment she picked up the phone, Wen Yun didn't realize that the corner of her lips was inadvertently pulled upwards.

He stood up, without looking at Liu Cun, just nodded slightly: "Excuse me, go out and answer the phone."

"I'm also working overtime." Xun Musheng stood on the balcony outside the meeting room, the cold wind howling, his voice a little tired, "The meeting has been going on until now, and I can't even turn my mind."

As soon as Wen Yun heard it, he knew that he was blowing outdoors, and immediately said: "Go inside, it's cold outside."

"I'll wake up." Xun Musheng smiled, "Otherwise, how can I pick you up later?"

Wen Yun sighed, "How about..."

"There is no 'either'." Xun Musheng interrupted warmly, "We agreed to eat mutton soup pot today, do you want to let me go?"

"But you're tired."

"No matter how tired you are, you have to go to the appointment. I won't be tired when I see you."

Wen Yun's heart warmed up, and the exhaustion from continuous work seemed to dissipate, "Then go and take a rest quickly, don't blow the wind, and be careful of catching a cold."

"Will you come to accompany me for infusion and peel fruit when I have a cold?"

"Don't, don't be crowed."

"Wen Yun." Xun Musheng called softly.

"Ok?"

"The grapefruit is finished again."

Wen Yun pressed the corner of her lips, "I'll peel it off for you when I'm free."

After a few words, Wen Yun said, "I'm going to work."

Xun Musheng understood, "Okay, I'll pick you up at 10 o'clock."

Back in the office, Liu Cun had already left, and Wen Yun breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to change Wang Wei's case.

But when he was interrupted by the phone call just now, he couldn't concentrate anymore. Xun Musheng's deep voice was still in his ears. He stared at the screen, and what he saw was no longer words, but his neck shrunk when he was blown by the wind. Xun Musheng.

This is undoubtedly a funny picture.Wen Yun pursed her lips and smiled lowly, imagining that Xun Musheng's nose was red from the cold, his feet in black leather shoes were stomping on the floor, his brows were slightly frowned, and as soon as he hung up the phone, he sneezed exaggeratedly.

The last colleague who worked overtime also got up and prepared to retreat. That person was from the education section. He passed by the work area of ​​the tourism and food section and said to Wen Yun, "I'm leaving first." I went to the bathroom to wash my face, and decided to help Wang Wei rewrite a plan, but when I returned to my seat, I still couldn't concentrate.

Still thinking about Xun Musheng sneezing.

Xun Musheng has a funny trick when he sneezes—if he is sitting, he will kick his right leg forward; if he is standing, he will lift his right foot on tiptoe and then stomp it down.

These two movements were so subtle that ordinary people wouldn't notice them, and even Xun Musheng himself didn't find it strange.Wen Yun, on the other hand, seemed to have discovered a new continent. Every time he thought of Xun Musheng sneezing, he couldn't help laughing.

Xun Musheng once sneezed, and when he turned his head, Wen Yun seemed to smile.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Not smiling."

"you laughed!"

"I do not have."

Xun Musheng felt strange, and pretended to sneezed again.

But since it is pretending, there will be no stomping action.

Wen Yun didn't smile at the time, but when he thought of Xun Musheng pretending to sneeze, he thought it was cute.

Pretending to sneeze and sneezing and stomping his feet seem to be very interesting to Wen Yun.

I haven't felt the feeling of "interesting" for many years.

So cherish it all the more.

Yuhong Road is a small "city that never sleeps". Wen Yun and Xun Musheng are sitting in a mutton soup restaurant. There are many people in the restaurant, and the dishes are served very slowly.Wen Yun was thinking about Wang Wei's plan, and looked into the kitchen from time to time.

Xun Musheng thought he was hungry, so he ran out of the store to buy a bowl of tofu nao on his own initiative, stirred it evenly and handed it over: "Put your stomach first."

Wen Yun took it, but said honestly, "I'm not hungry."

"Aren't you hungry and you keep looking into the kitchen?"

"I'll see when it's our turn."

Xun Musheng raised his eyebrows slightly: "What's the hurry?"

Wen Yun still asked questions and answered: "There is an intern who didn't write a good case. If I still have time when I go back, I have to help her write another one."

Xun Musheng didn't speak for a long time.

Wen Yun was puzzled, just as the soup pot was served, he stood up and scooped a bowl for Xun Musheng.

"Having supper with me, do you miss other people?" Xun Musheng pretended to be jealous.

Wen Yun's expression changed, "What are you thinking?"

"I'm jealous."

"..."

The soup was tumbling in the pot, and the white gas rose straight up, and the shop was full of people, and it was very lively.

Xun Musheng looked at Wenyun through the mist, his eyebrows and eyes were all smiling, and what he said made people laugh: "Actually, I quite enjoy being jealous."

Wen Yun put down his chopsticks and looked away awkwardly.

"When you didn't agree to me before, I didn't even have the right to be jealous, so I could only secretly get upset." Xun Musheng said, "Now I can eat this jealousy openly."

Wen Yun thought for a while, "You also said 'jealous' before."

Xun Musheng still smiled: "Is there?"

"Ah."

"You are piercing me mercilessly."

Wen Yun was embarrassed: "No."

Xun Musheng smiled sideways, and after a while scooped up a spoonful of meat, "Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore."

At 12 o'clock, outside the Lian'an community, the Land Rover stopped in the shadow of pedestrians.Xun Musheng pressed Wen Yun on the passenger seat and asked for a kiss.

It was very dark in the car, only the rolling eyes were like a river shining with stars.

It was not the first time Wenjun was kissed by Xun Musheng, but his reaction was still a bit clumsy, he would only respond passively, and would not take the initiative to ask for it. He was soon defeated and gently pushed Xun Musheng, trying to escape from this gentle confinement.

However, Xun Musheng didn't allow him to fulfill his wish. Instead, he lifted his clothes, put his palm on his waist, and stroked him patiently.

He trembled all over, the hairs on his arms stood on end, it was getting harder and harder to respond, his brows were furrowed, and a struggling low hum came out of his throat.

Xun Musheng's hand reached down, and when his fingertips landed on the fastened belt, Wen Yun finally pushed hard and got out of the restraint.

Xun Musheng's eyes darkened.

"Sorry." Wen Yun's chest heaved violently, his face was flushed, his breath was still unstable, and he trembled violently when he spoke, "Don't be here, give me some more time."

Xun Musheng stared at him, and said in a deep voice after a few seconds, "Shall I take you upstairs?"

Wen Yun shook his head, "Be careful on the road."

After speaking, he pushed the door open, but didn't get out of the car immediately. After hesitating for a moment, he turned around and said, "I'm sorry, I..."

Xun Musheng blocked his lips, and he opened his eyes wide, only to realize that it was just a kiss.

"There is no 'I'm sorry', I was too anxious." Xun Musheng smiled gently, "Go back, we have plenty of time."

Having said that, Xun Musheng was quite clear that although he had time, he was unwilling to wait any longer.

Wen Yun acquiesced in this relationship, and did not resist his kiss. At first, he was so clumsy that he couldn't even move his tongue, but now he can finally respond a little.

But this is tantamount to giving a sleepy person only 10 minutes to sleep, and he will be even sleepier after waking up.

He has tasted the sweetness of Wen Yun, and wants to possess Wen Yun more than ever before.

But Wenyun asked him for "time".

He naturally understands that it takes time to go from "love" to "doing", but his desire for Wen Yun makes him even more impatient.

Wen Yun kissed him, but resisted his touch. Every time he touched Wen Yun's belly, Wen Yun would tremble.

He didn't know why a man over [-] would have such a youthful reaction. Thinking about it carefully, it was probably caused by psychological shadows.

He even thought that if Wen Yun had any shadows about the affair, he would ask a trusted psychologist for help.

But Uncle Zhou—the military psychology professor he consulted last time is not in China, and he will not come back until after the Spring Festival.

He clapped his hands on the steering wheel irritably, turned around, and left the Lian'an community.

Wen Yun stood under the shower, her lips parted slightly, her hands were between her legs, her fingertips were trembling along with her shoulders.

After a long time, he sighed deeply and closed his eyes helplessly in the mist.

It was still soft there, no matter how he manipulated it, there was no sign of "recovery".