Boss Ji's petite wife

Chapter 194 Extra Story 1-20 The Birthday Is Here

Ji Ming's words were spoken close to Ding Danchen's ear, so when he spoke, his breath hit Ding Danchen's cheek from behind.

Maybe it was because the distance was too close, or maybe the atmosphere was too ambiguous, Ding Danchen almost understood the meaning of the other party's words when the other party said this sentence.

Ding Danchen was silent for a while, then suddenly stretched out his hand to hold Ji Minghuan's hand on his waist, and shook it firmly, "Last night I too..."

"I didn't hold back either."

When Ding Danchen said these words, his ears couldn't help getting hot.

He pulled away Ji Ming's hand, turned over with arms and legs, and turned into a sideways position facing Ji Ming. The distance between the two was very close at this time. It seemed that as long as Ding Danchen moved a little, the tip of his nose would be able to touch it. Touch Jiming's lips.

"I like to see you..." Ding Danchen opened his mouth, his eyes drooped, and fell on Ji Ming's tall nose, and said softly, "I like to see what you looked like last night."

When Ji Ming heard Ding Danchen turn around suddenly and speak serious words, his heart seemed to be rolling in the waves, with ups and downs, so he couldn't help but kiss the other's lips that opened and closed when he spoke.

In fact, Ji Ming did the same. With his arms around Ding Danchen, he leaned forward and kissed Ding Danchen's chin first, then slowly kissed upwards to find the other's lips, and then blocked it accurately. up.

It wasn't until Ji Ming gasped for kisses that he let go of his throat and said, "Honey, you still owe me a painting."

"When can you give it to me?"

Ji Ming's forehead was touching Ding Danchen's. He never knew that he would be so addicted to being in love with another person. Feeling the temperature from the other's forehead made him shudder.

He used to always think that as he was getting older and had experienced many things, there was nothing that would cause his mood to fluctuate too much. Especially for emotional matters, Ji Ming always thought that he would find a simple person to live with. Living a simple second half of life.

Later, when he decided to try with Ding Danchen, he also thought the same way. He felt that although Ding Danchen thought about his thoughts several times, his heart was simple and pure, and he was actually a good partner.

But since last night, he suddenly discovered that he was a little obsessed, and even had a tendency to intensify. When he saw the other person's eyes, he wanted to touch him, and when he saw the other person talking about his true thoughts, he wanted to go over and kiss her. Kiss each other on the lips.

Seeing the other person's unconsciously showing emotion, he will be impulsive, wanting to take the initiative to get closer, get closer, and get closer, just like last night, zero distance or even negative distance.

Ding Danchen's breath was still a little messy when he was kissed by Ji Ming, and his hands were still subconsciously grasping the other's clothes. At this time, when he heard what Ji Ming said, he moved his fingers and opened his eyes.

The two were too close, so close that Ding Danchen's sight couldn't focus, even if he opened his eyes, he couldn't see Ji Ming's eyes clearly, he could only feel the burst of pain on his forehead.

Warmth came.

"It just so happens that my birthday is coming up, how about giving it to me as a birthday present?"

Seeing that Ding Danchen didn't speak, Ji Ming said another sentence.

Ding Danchen was taken aback for a moment, at this moment, he remembered the date in his mind, Ji Ming's birthday was indeed like this.

"That's not formal enough. Gifts still need to be carefully selected."

Ding Danchen leaned back slightly, let his eyes focus on Ji Ming's face, reached out and held his fingers, "I will prepare the birthday present carefully."

Ji Ming looked at the people who suddenly retreated, and paused for a moment, with a moment of astonishment in his eyes.

"Only once a year, I will accompany you and have a good time." Ding Danchen spoke again, and the words he said were serious and serious.

Speaking of this, Ding Danchen suddenly thought of something again, turned his head and asked, "Are you going back to the old house on your birthday?"

"Just go back one day in advance. If you don't want to make a fuss, you'll look old." Ji Ming said.

Ding Danchen pursed his lips, thought for a while, and said, "Not old, really."

Ji Ming stared at Ding Danchen for a while, and suddenly laughed out loud, until he shook his shoulders and bowed, his forehead actually directly touched Ding Danchen's heart.

Ding Danchen looked at the person who was bowing in his arms with a smile, and at the slightly exposed fair skin of the other person, he stretched out his hand out of nowhere, and pinched his fingertips on Ji Ming's earbone.

Ji Ming stopped laughing, moved his head slightly, and then looked up at Ding Danchen above, the smile on his mouth was still there.

Ding Danchen was taken aback for a moment, then he was startled, and subconsciously wanted to stop, but Ji Ming held him down instantly.

Ji Ming grabbed Ding Danchen's fingers and pressed them against his ears, the corners of his mouth turned up and he said, "But I just want to draw."

Ding Danchen only felt that the touch of his fingertips pressed against Ji Ming's ear was infinitely magnified, and the surface of the other's ear was so soft and delicate that his brain went blank for a moment.

Even with a deeper intimacy, this act of stroking Jiming while he is sober is still a bit bold.

"I want."

Seeing that Ding Danchen was in a daze and didn't speak, Ji Ming shook his head, letting the other party's hand on his ear shake, and said again.

Ji Ming's tone was very light and soft. For a moment, Ding Danchen heard something almost coquettish.

"Okay," Ding Danchen opened his mouth subconsciously, then he was stunned for a moment, then pursed his lips and said, "Okay, I'll draw for you."

As soon as Ding Danchen's two words of "good" came out, Ji Ming was satisfied, and he opened his mouth to say, "Honey, since you have cooperated with me so much, I will cooperate with you too."

Saying that, Ji Ming raised his chin, let go of Ding Danchen's hand that was pressing on his ear, "Touch it, you can touch it anywhere."

Ding Danchen was stunned, his fingers were suddenly released, and the back of his hand was empty.

When he lowered his eyes, he saw Ji Ming's mouth was raised, and he looked at him with a smile in his eyes. The smile was bright and bright, and it made his heart pound for a moment.

Ding Danchen's fingers curled up for a while, and after kicking, he lifted it up slightly and touched Jiming's hair. Because he was at home, he didn't tidy it up, and it was soft to the touch without prickling his hands.

Ding Danchen went out with his fingertips first, and then his entire palm touched Ji Ming's forehead.

"Um"

Feeling the palm of the hairpin, Ji Ming suddenly tightened one hand around Ding Danchen's waist, and his forehead moved closer to Ding Danchen's arms, and he sighed deeply.

"I'm so sleepy, let's sleep a little longer." Ji Ming hummed and actually closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Ding Danchen watched the other party hug him tightly, and he didn't have time to let go of his palm. Looking up at this time, he was stroking the other party's forehead, and looking down, it was Ji Ming holding him in his arms.

He thought he couldn't sleep, but not long after, Ding Danchen fell asleep in such a daze. When he fell asleep, listening to Ji Ming's slow and long breathing, he was still wondering if he was sleepy. Is it really contagious, is there really a scientific basis, and he always feels that today's Jiming seems a little clingy.

However, it was only after a long, long period of time that Ding Danchen knew that Ji Ming would come back here every year on this day, because this day was the anniversary of his parents' death, and they had already passed by at that time How much spring and summer.

At this time, they are just like ignorant teenagers in adolescence, entering the tireless love period, as if the beauty of the whole world is waiting for them in front of them.

On the day of Ji Ming's birthday, there was still no cloud in the morning, but it suddenly rained sporadically in the afternoon. Ding Danchen, who was still busy in the laboratory, looked out the window, frowned, then bowed his head and hurriedly handed the data to the assistant. Ask the other party to check again, then go to the office to change clothes, and drive out the door.

When Ding Danchen went downstairs to Jiming's company, he took out his mobile phone and dialed Jiming's number.

"Hello?" Ji Ming's voice came from the phone, sounding a little lazy and careless.

Hearing the other party's tone, Ding Danchen thought that the other party was not busy at the moment, so he said, "It's raining, did you see that?"

Ji Ming paused for a moment, and glanced at the group of people sitting around the conference table. Everyone's eyes were lowered, and they held their breaths without saying a word.

Only then did Ji Ming stand up and walk to the window on the side of the conference room to glance out, but he didn't see the falling rain, only the gloomy weather.

"Well, it seems to be raining." Ji Ming withdrew his gaze, turned his head and returned to his seat, and replied with his lips curled up.

Ding Danchen sat in the car, put one hand on the steering wheel, thought for a while and said, "Ji Mingming, it's your birthday today, can I come pick you up?"

Ji Ming leaned back in the boss's chair, smiled relaxedly, and seemed to be in a good mood in an instant, and said to the phone, "Okay, come on."

"Then when will you finish your work? Tell me, remember to put on a coat when you go out, because it's windy outside." Listening to Ji Ming's voice, Ding Danchen felt the joy in the other party's emotions, and his mood improved a lot .

It’s okay to wait downstairs, he’s not in a hurry anyway, and the reason why he can talk so much to Jiming is because he thinks he’s not too busy at the moment, after all, from Jiming’s lazy tone just now, no one can Unexpectedly, this person was having a meeting with executives in the conference room at this time.

After hanging up the phone, Ji Ming put down the phone, leaned lazily on the back of the chair, glanced at everyone, and then asked lightly: "Who else has anything to say?"

After asking this sentence, the eyes of everyone in the conference room drifted back from everywhere, but the silence remained the same.

And Ji Ming obviously didn't intend to let them talk more, and said immediately: "Since there is nothing to say, then today's meeting will end here, and the meeting will end."

As soon as the word 'dismiss the meeting' came out, Ji Ming's back was off the back of the chair, and he stood up from his seat with a snap.

It wasn't until Ji Ming stepped out of the office that there were bursts of discussions in the conference room, but the voices were very low. When Jiming walked out, he could only hear the conference room suddenly becoming noisy.

He smiled, and stopped when he was going to go downstairs. He turned around and asked his assistant to go to the office to take out his windbreaker. This was really the shortest meeting he had ever held, as short as 10 minutes. Not even cutting into the topic of the meeting.