Qiao Liang was stunned for a moment and looked at Ding Xiaoyun blankly. His head, which was originally dizzy, became even more confused now.
Ding Xiaoyun's behavior seemed to be unconscious. After kissing Qiao Liang, he glanced at Qiao Liang, then closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Feeling Ding Xiaoyun's drowsy body pressing against her, Qiao Liang came back to his senses and looked at Ding Xiaoyun who was already asleep. Qiao Liang subconsciously smacked his lips, which seemed to still contain the fragrance of Ding Xiaoyun's lips and teeth.
"Secretary Ding, Secretary Ding." Qiao Liang gently pushed Ding Xiaoyun. Seeing that Ding Xiaoyun had no reaction, Qiao Liang smiled bitterly. He really fell asleep now.
Getting up from the ground, Qiao Liang carefully helped Ding Xiaoyun come downstairs. Qiao Liang found Ding Xiaoyun's driver waiting downstairs and waved to him: "Come here and help me help Secretary Ding down."
After helping Ding Xiaoyun into the car, Qiao Liang simply took Ding Xiaoyun's car back.
After sending Ding Xiaoyun into the dormitory, Qiao Liang said to the driver: "It's getting late, you can go back first."
After Qiao Liang finished speaking, he helped Ding Xiaoyun lie down on the bed, and helped Ding Xiaoyun take off his shoes. He turned around and saw that the driver was still there, and couldn't help but said: "Go back, it's okay."
"Okay, I'll go back first, and Secretary Ding will hand it over to County Magistrate Qiao." The driver nodded hurriedly.
Qiao Liang nodded slightly, feeling that the driver seemed a little strange and nervous, but Qiao Liang didn't think much about it at the moment.
At this time, He Qingqing's figure appeared at the door, and Qiao Liang immediately said: "Director He, you came just in time. Secretary Ding is drunk. Please twist a hot towel to wipe her."
"Okay." He Qingqing nodded.
Since He Qingqing was there, Qiao Liang didn't have to do anything. After staying for a while, Qiao Liang went back to his dormitory.
After washing up, Qiao Liang was ready to go to bed early. Before he lay down, there was a knock on the door. Qiao Liang went to open the door and saw He Qingqing. Qiao Liang turned sideways to let him in and closed the door tonight.
The wind was extremely strong, the north wind was blowing loudly, and it was very cold and freezing. If you didn't close the door, it would be very freezing.
"County Magistrate Qiao went drinking with Secretary Ding again tonight?" He Qingqing asked with a smile.
"Well, yes." Qiao Liang nodded.
"County Magistrate Qiao and Secretary Ding have such a good relationship, I'm a little envious of them." He Qingqing said with a smile.
"Huh?" Qiao Liang looked at He Qingqing, "Director He, why do I feel that your words are sour."
"No way." He Qingqing's face turned slightly red, "I just feel that Secretary Ding seems to have a different view of County Magistrate Qiao. I have never seen Secretary Ding be so close to anyone."
"That doesn't sound right to you. Secretary Ding and I have normal work contacts, and Secretary Ding was in a bad mood at night and wanted to find someone to drink with to relieve his boredom. Where did you go?" Qiao Liang smiled.
"Really?" He Qingqing was a little unconvinced.
"Hey, Director He, aren't you jealous?" Qiao Liang looked at He Qingqing with a naughty smile on his face.
"Nonsense, why should I be jealous?" He Qingqing's face suddenly turned red.
He Qingqing's blushing look was particularly charming at the moment. Qiao Liang, who was drunk with alcohol, was slightly agitated. Especially He Qingqing's fair skin looked even more attractive under the light. Qiao Liang subconsciously said: "He
Director, you are so white."
"Ah?" He Qingqing was stunned for a moment, then looked up at Qiao Liang. Seeing Qiao Liang's eyes, He Qingqing's heart seemed to be shocked, and he felt a little strange.
She felt a heat from Qiao Liang's eyes, that kind of look that He Qingqing was all too familiar with.
Her eyes averted for a moment, He Qingqing didn't dare to look at Qiao Liang. Although she usually showed off her figure in front of Qiao Liang intentionally or unintentionally, she didn't mind letting Qiao Liang see her plumpness, but at this moment, she was really alone with Qiao Liang.
The widows were in the same room together, and being stared at by Qiao Liang with such fiery eyes, He Qingqing was a little nervous for no reason. In the nervousness... there seemed to be some expectation. This contradictory mood affected He Qingqing's thoughts, making her want to escape quickly at the moment.
, but vaguely looking forward to something happening.
The room was a little quiet, He Qingqing didn't speak, and Qiao Liang suddenly lost his voice.
After a while, He Qingqing glanced at Qiao Liang secretly, and saw that Qiao Liang had been staring at her. He Qingqing's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and her heart was beating loudly. She had nothing to say and said: "County Magistrate Qiao, you will have to come tomorrow."
Remember."
"Remember what?" Qiao Liang asked blankly.
"Oh, that's what you promised me. Remember to pretend to be my boyfriend tomorrow. You won't forget about it after drinking," He Qingqing said hurriedly.
"I almost forgot if you didn't tell me." Qiao Liang laughed, "It's okay, I'll remember it as soon as you tell me."
"That's good. Whether I can have a quiet New Year this year depends on County Magistrate Qiao." He Qingqing pursed her lips and smiled.
"If you say that, my fake boyfriend will be under a lot of pressure." Qiao Liang laughed.
The two of them were talking and looking at each other. Slowly, silence returned to the room again. Their eyes seemed to spark sparks in the air. A suppressed but swollen restlessness deep in their hearts filled the two of them.
It keeps growing in my heart.
Unconsciously, Qiao Liang got close to He Qingqing. The impulse in his heart seemed to be driving Qiao Liang to do something, making him a little unable to control it.
Seeing Qiao Liang's extended hand, He Qingqing did not avoid it, and her heart almost jumped into her throat.
Slowly, Qiao Liang's hand touched He Qingqing's cheek. At the moment of contact, He Qingqing's body froze, as if she had been electrocuted. Her heart was beating violently. She did not dare to look into Qiao Liang's eyes and lowered her head slightly.
That movement seemed shy and nervous, but also seemed to encourage Qiao Liang to take the next step.
Suddenly, Qiao Liang's cell phone rang.
In this silent moment, the ringtone of the mobile phone is particularly harsh.
Qiao Liang and He Qingqing were both startled. Qiao Liang's hand that had touched He Qingqing's cheek quickly took it back and frowned. Who is calling at this late hour?
Taking out her cell phone, Qiao Liang couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when she saw the caller ID.
He Qingqing, who knows how to observe words and emotions, couldn't help but stand up when he saw Qiao Liang's reaction: "County Magistrate Qiao, it's getting late, I'll leave first."
"Well, you go back and rest early. I'll remember what happens tomorrow." Qiao Liang nodded.
After coming out of Qiao Liang's room, He Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief, but felt a little disappointed for no reason. She was secretly worried that the call just came at the wrong time.
The call was from Wu Huiwen. Qiao Liang waited for He Qingqing to leave before picking up the call.
"Xiao Qiao, it took you so long to answer the phone. Are you going to sleep?" Wu Huiwen said on the other end of the phone.
"Not yet, I was just about to go to sleep." Qiao Liang said with a smile, "But when I saw the call from Sister Wu, I felt energetic again."
"Really?" Wu Huiwen laughed, "You have such a mouth, you can talk."
If Qiao Liang saw Wu Huiwen laughing at this moment, the restlessness that had just subsided might be instantly ignited again. At this time, Wu Huiwen was also staying in his dormitory, wearing a thin silk pajamas, with that looming figure
, can make people look like they are breathing fire.
Wu Huiwen was holding a glass of red wine and sitting on the bedside chatting with Qiao Liang.
"Sister Wu, the Chinese New Year is almost here, where will you spend the Chinese New Year this year?" Qiao Liang asked.
"It's Chinese New Year. I stayed home for two days and then returned to Guanzhou. What about you?" Wu Huiwen asked.
"It's almost the same for me. I'll stay home for a few days and have to go back to Liangbei soon." Qiao Liang said.
"Okay, let's take some time to meet during the Chinese New Year," Wu Huiwen said.
"That's great. I miss Sister Wu a little bit." Qiao Liang said.
"Just a little?" Wu Huiwen joked.
"No, I really want to." Qiao Liang chuckled.
Listening to Qiao Liang's words, Wu Huiwen couldn't help laughing. She gently shook the red wine in her hand and took a sip. She had just drank a glass, and her face seemed to be covered with a layer of charming blush.
With Qiao Liang's face in his mind, Wu Huiwen asked quietly: "Xiao Qiao, what are you doing now?"
Qiao Liang was stunned for a moment, thinking to herself, am I not talking to you on the phone right now? Thinking like this in her heart, Qiao Liang did not answer like this, but said: "Sister Wu, I am lying on the bed with you right now.
Talking, nothing to do."
"Lie on the bed." Wu Huiwen listened to Qiao Liang's words, his eyes were a little wandering, he didn't know what he was thinking, and he slowly put his hand on his thigh.
"Sister Wu, why did you think of calling me at night?" Qiao Liang asked again on the other end of the phone.
"Why, sister Wu, can't she call you if you have nothing to do?" Wu Huiwen chuckled, and then half-truthfully said, "Sister Wu said she misses you, do you believe it?"
"Of course I believe it, I miss Sister Wu too." Qiao Liang nodded, Wu Huiwen's appearance appeared in his mind, and the restlessness that was just stirred up by He Qingqing came to his heart again.
Feeling that her mouth was a little dry, Qiao Liang couldn't help but get up and pour some water.
After drinking a glass of water, Qiao Liang felt better. When Wu Huiwen on the other end suddenly lost her voice, Qiao Liang was a little surprised: "Sister Wu, why don't you speak?"
"Well...I was thinking...you..." Wu Huiwen responded softly, as if whispering in a low voice.
Qiao Liang was stunned for a moment. Wu Huiwen seemed very different tonight than usual. He seemed a little weird. His voice at the moment was even more weird, and particularly alluring, making people's hearts throb.
Just those words instantly ignited the fire deep in Qiao Liang's heart. If Wu Huiwen were in front of her at this moment, Qiao Liang would definitely be unable to control herself and hug Wu Huiwen into her arms.
Qiao Liang didn't speak, and Wu Huiwen didn't say anything again. The two of them were silent in a surprisingly tacit understanding. At this time, Wu Huiwen unknowingly drank up a glass of red wine, closed his eyes gently, and his eyelashes trembled slightly...
In this atmosphere, Wu Huiwen, who was slightly drunk, didn't even know what she was doing or thinking at this time. She felt like she had entered a strange state, and her mind was filled with Qiao Liang...
