Wealthy wolf dog

Chapter 8 Binding

Ling Ziqing patted his head with his hand, and was amazed by the feeling.

Soft, warm and delicious with watery dog ​​eyes.

As soon as he felt the aroma, he involuntarily rubbed it a couple more times, similar to how he used to pet the dog in his hometown when he was a child.

The dog in my hometown usually runs wild and can't get home, but as soon as he sees him, he runs over with his head raised and tail wagging, begging to be petted. His small eyes are similar to Ji Xiayang's eyes...

Wait, Ji Xiayang is not a dog, but his boss.

Ling Ziqing came back to his senses, and quickly stopped touching his head.

However, Ji Xiayang was already suspicious, and looked at him with his messy hair, "What's the matter with you?"

Ling Ziqing coughed lightly, and changed the topic to the game, "That wall is coming."

Ji Xiayang turned his head and looked at the approaching wall with him.

The menacing wall of knives approached them, the sound was deafening, the knives above were shone sharply by the lights that appeared out of nowhere, and there were bright red blood stains on the knives.

The agency opened smoothly, but...

Both Ji Xiayang and Ling Ziqing looked at the wall expressionlessly, without even shaking.

The staff watching the progress through the camera: ...

Just, very embarrassing.

Ji Xiayang glanced back, his eyes only stayed on Ling Ziqing for a second and then moved away, "Uh, let me see what's going on."

Ling Ziqing watched Ji Xiayang step forward, but didn't follow, and said dryly, "Be careful."

Although he felt that there was nothing to be careful about.

Ji Xiayang said good, and tried to poke the "knife", "Fake knife, soft."

Ling Ziqing noticed that the colors of several knives were different, and wanted to speak, but remembered Ji Xiayang's need for excitement and changed his words, "Well, it looks quite scary."

Ji Xiayang moved a little closer and checked carefully, "This can't be 'blood', right? Oh, it's sticky, is it ketchup?"

Seeing that Ji Xiayang wanted to try it, Ling Ziqing quickly stopped him, "Don't eat it."

He raised his hand to stop it, but suddenly touched Ji Xiayang's arm.

His hands were cold, and Ji Xiayang's temperature was high.

Hot and cold touch, as if electrified.

Ji Xiayang looked over in a blink of an eye, and his widened bright eyes reflected him.

Ling Ziqing remembered the embarrassment of touching his head just now, cleared his throat, "It's not clean, don't eat it."

"Oh." Ji Xiayang couldn't stop looking at it, "There are a few places where the ketchup is different."

Ling Ziqing heaved a sigh of relief when he heard his thoughts being spoken out.

It can be regarded as a discovery.Young Master Ji was finally willing to stop screaming and use his brain.

Ji Xiayang touched the knives of different colors and found that they were loose, "This is the switch! There are five, in what order... Try the amount of tomato sauce."

After pressing the five "knives" according to the number of "blood stains" on the tip, the mechanism is opened.

Ji Xiayang was so happy that he jumped up, "Yeah! It's solved!"

In the next second, Ji Xiayang turned around and looked at Ling Ziqing eagerly, "How is it?"

Looking at it, Ling Ziqing inexplicably created a fluffy tail for Ji Xiayang.That tail went up to the sky, still wagging and shaking in front of him, with a pair of clear eyes reminding him of the puppy he had raised before...

Wait, why did he think of the boss as a dog again?

Ling Ziqing shook his head lightly, drove away the strange thoughts and started flattering the boss, "It's really amazing!"

Ji Xiayang snorted softly, "That is."

The little tail made up by his brain wagged even more joyfully.

Ling Ziqing rubbed the space between his brows before he stopped imagining, realizing that he was not suitable for playing in the Chamber of Secrets.

Playing and playing, I actually had hallucinations.

"What's wrong with you?" Ji Xiayang noticed that he was frowning, and immediately cared, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Ling Ziqing tried to stay calm, "It's okay, continue."

Ji Xiayang was still worried, and stretched out his hand, "May I help you?"

Ling Ziqing felt awkward holding hands, and declined, "No, I can go."

Ji Xiayang pouted, "But I'm afraid you'll lose track, or faint behind... No, I have to hold you."

Before Ling Ziqing could refuse, his wrist was firmly grasped.

He couldn't struggle, and he didn't bother to struggle.

Anyway, when he entered the secret room, he was also dragged forward by Ji Xiayang.

Afterwards, Ji Xiayang frantically deciphered it like he was hanging out, and quickly passed the 7 levels of the secret room.

They walked out of the secret room and saw the applauding staff.

The proprietress led the other employees to applaud them, smiling brightly, "Congratulations, you two are really a good match... Uh, I mean the perfect team, they are the best team."

Ji Xiayang was happy when he got the compliment, "That's right! I'm just that good!"

Ling Ziqing noticed the smiles of the proprietress and other employees, and wondered: Why doesn't it seem like a professional fake smile, but... from the heart, the kind where the corners of the mouth can't help but smile until the face is sour without knowing it?

His silence caught Ji Xiayang's attention.

Ji Xiayang thought he was shy, so he hugged him, "You all praise Ziqing too!"

The proprietress and the employees saw it and laughed even more happily.

It's here!Hurry up!

Ling Ziqing felt that the eyes of these people were too strange, and moved his shoulders to break away from Ji Xiayang, "No need to exaggerate. I want to leave."

It doesn't matter if Ji Xiayang is heartless, he rubbed his belly with his empty hand, "Okay, I just happen to be hungry too."

Want to eat after playing the Chamber of Secrets?

Ling Ziqing really wanted to get off work, so he said, "It's almost seven o'clock, I want to go back."

Ji Xiayang suddenly lost his face, "Ah? Don't you eat?"

"After afternoon tea, I'm not hungry."

"But... I want to eat with you."

Ji Xiayang lowered his head in disappointment, a twist of stubborn and unyielding hair was dangling on the head he had rubbed.

Ling Ziqing immediately felt a "owe".

I rubbed my head and wanted to pay it back.

He thought about how Ji Xiayang had taken care of him before, and changed his mind softly, "Go back after eating?"

Ji Xiayang quickly regained his spirits, "Yes! Go home immediately after eating!"

Ling Ziqing compromised, "Let's go."

Who made him treat Ji Xiayang like a dog several times just now?

There is a shopping mall next to the escape room, and there are many restaurants in it.

Ling Ziqing is not hungry, he can eat whatever he wants, Ji Xiayang is also a picky eater, he is very hungry, when he passes by a certain pizza shop, he is attracted by the smell of cheese, "Just eat this!"

"En." Ling Ziqing nodded, and frowned slightly because of the noisy environment as soon as he entered.

There are many children in the pizzeria, even if there is only one who is not sensible, it is noisy enough.

Ji Xiayang didn't care. Seeing that the next table was using an airplane cartoon plate, he asked, "What is that?"

The waiter's eyes fixed on the two adults for a moment, but he still smiled and replied, "Children's set meal."

Ji Xiayang immediately said, "I want that!"

Ling Ziqing: "..."

Fortunately, it rained, allowing the two of them to change out of their suits.Otherwise, Ji Xiayang's style of wearing a suit and eating a children's meal...

Ling Ziqing took a look, and saw Ji Xiayang seriously studying the toys in the package.

With slightly messy hair, Ji Xiayang's eyes sparkled with interest, and his hands unconsciously grabbed the small fur balls of the sweater and touched each other, turning them around and shaking them, having a great time.

Ling Ziqing rubbed his eyebrows and changed his mind.

Even if Ji Xiayang really wore a suit to eat children's meals, it would be very suitable.

Little friend Ji found that he hadn't decided what to order for a long time, and was anxious, "Ziqing, what do you eat?"

Ling Ziqing was really not hungry, so he turned directly to the drink list, "Lemon tea."

Ji Xiayang frowned, "The lemon tea here is so sour."

"It's okay, just this."

"Ok."

Ji Xiayang immediately called the waiter, "Children's set meal and lemon tea, and a fried chicken platter and a large bottle of Coke!"

Plain and simple junk food lover.

Ling Ziqing suddenly felt that it was really rare for Ji Xiayang to eat that bowl of porridge.

After the order was placed, Ji Xiayang looked anxiously at the direction where the dishes came out, not in the mood to chat.

Ling Ziqing was not interested in awkward chats either, so he took out his phone and found that he had missed three calls from Mr. Ji during the escape room.

Ling Ziqing got up immediately, and explained to Ji Xiayang, "I'll make a call back."

Ji Xiayang nodded, and did not look away from the eager eyes at the dining outlet, "Go."

Ling Ziqing walked out of the restaurant and stood in the corridor between the pizzeria and another restaurant.It's a little quieter here and not too far away, so it's good for making a phone call.

Mr. Ji seemed to be waiting all the time, so he quickly answered, "Ziqing, where are you? Why don't you answer the phone."

Ling Ziqing explained clearly one by one, "Fez Pizza in Xinyue Plaza. Sorry, we just played a game called escape room, so we can't bring mobile phones."

"Oh. I heard that Xia Yang's family went to the police?"

"Yes. It's a matter of privacy, let him tell you the specific details."

Ling Ziqing felt that the person who was arrested was Ji Xiayang's "ex-brother", so he shouldn't be the one to say it.

Mr. Ji also respected his thoughts, "Okay, are you next to him? Give him the phone."

Ling Ziqing said "wait a moment", and walked back to find Ji Xiayang.

After he went out to make a phone call, the fried chicken platter was already on the table.

Ji Xiayang took a sip of Coca-Cola and fried chicken, enjoying himself, "Come on! Hot fried chicken is the best!"

Ling Ziqing glanced at Ji Xiayang's sauce-stained hand, but he had no choice but to use it as a mobile phone holder, "Dong Ji asked you to listen to the phone."

He wiped the screen and put the phone directly to Ji Xiayang's ear.

Ji Xiayang didn't feel awkward, so he tilted his head and approached him, "Hello? Hmm... I'm eating. Yes, I caught a thief... Not much, just a watch... It's settled, don't worry."

Ling Ziqing was listening beside him, his thoughts moving slightly.

Ji Xiayang didn't say that the "thief" was Lao Yao who was once a good brother.

He was thinking about whether to hide it or not, when he heard Ji Xiayang say, "That's it, for nothing."

Ji Xiayang said goodbye, turned his face and directly touched the small red button on the screen with the tip of his nose.

Beep, hang up.

Ling Ziqing: "..."

There is such a use for a straight nose.

After Ji Xiayang hung up the phone, seeing his shocked face, he asked, "Hey? Do you have anything else to say? I'm sorry, I hung up when I heard my dad say goodbye."

"It's okay." Ling Ziqing was just used to waiting for the leaders and elders to hang up first.

Ji Xiayang asked again, "Don't you eat fried chicken?"

Ling Ziqing shook his head, "I'm not hungry."

Ji Xiayang didn't push any more, and went to eat his own food.

Ling Ziqing was still very concerned about what he said just now, "You didn't tell Director Ji who the thief was."

Ji Xiayang paused, swallowed the meat in his mouth, and said, "He doesn't know Lao Yao at all, so I won't say anything."

Ling Ziqing nodded, "Understood."

In this case, he would not say "Young Master's friend is a thief" in front of Old Master Ji.

But Ji Xiayang opened the conversation, "I didn't mean to hide it, but... I don't want my dad to think too much. Lao Yao is very different from my other friends, and my dad may be biased."

Ling Ziqing saw that Ji Xiayang wanted to say something, so he listened intently without talking too much.

Ji Xiayang put down the fried chicken completely while talking, and sighed, "It doesn't look like prejudice now, he just made friends with me for money."

Ling Ziqing looked at Ji Xiayang's smiling face, thinking about how to comfort him.

However, the next second there was a children's set menu.

"Yeah!" Ji Xiayang suddenly regained his vitality, "Let me see what the toy is this time!"

Ling Ziqing: "..."

Comfort ass.

Ji Xiayang has already opened the toy box and took out a pink and tender little princess keychain, "Ah, this one doesn't suit me..."

Ling Ziqing thought: Children's meal plan is not suitable for you.

But he doesn't say it.

Ji Xiayang suddenly turned his head and asked, "Ziqing, do you have a date?"

Ling Ziqing helped organize the wrapping paper on the table, and answered casually, "No."

Ji Xiayang's voice suddenly became a little louder, even overshadowing the noisy children at the next table, "Me neither!"

Ling Ziqing was puzzled, "What are you excited about?"

Ji Xiayang rolled his eyes, then lowered his eyes to stare at the little toy and thought, "Because I'm in a hurry! We don't have a date, so what about this toy?"

It turned out that I wanted to give the little doll to the girl.

Ling Ziqing didn't think much about it, "You can keep it for your future partner."

"Oh." Ji Xiayang put the keychain in his pocket, and he was quite careful.

Ling Ziqing glanced at the time again, and urged softly, "Eat quickly, the pasta and fried chicken are getting cold."

Also cool, and his desire to go home.

Ji Xiayang nodded, lowered his head and ate fiercely.

Ling Ziqing glanced at it, and saw the messy bunch of curled up hair again.

Ji Xiayang has smooth hair that is neither long nor short, and her hair is soft and shiny. At this time, it is a gentle and well-behaved maroon under the light.

Ling Ziqing remembered the soft hand feeling and wanted to touch it, and even more remembered that touching his head was inappropriate. He stroked the cold lemon tea cup with his fingers and tried to stay calm.

However, his eyes always unconsciously glanced at Ji Xiayang.

Ji Xiayang noticed, "Do you want fried chicken?"

Ling Ziqing turned her head, "Don't eat."

Ji Xiayang thought for a while, pursed his lips and asked aggrievedly, "Then do you want to go back? You always see if I finish eating..."

Ling Ziqing really wanted to go back, but he was too embarrassed to admit it when he heard Ji Xiayang's aggrieved tone.

I want to touch others in my heart, but I hate them with my mouth.

Too bad, he is not such a person.

So, Ling Ziqing put on a smile and made up a lie, "No, I have something to tell you."

Ji Xiayang immediately put down the fried chicken in his hand, "What?"

"Go to work at 9 o'clock tomorrow."

"..."

Ji Xiayang curled his lips, and replied unhappy, "Oh."

"I'll pick you up at 8 o'clock tomorrow."

"Hey? Are you still here tomorrow?"

Ji Xiayang straightened up and looked at him with star eyes.

Ling Ziqing answered with some doubts, "Of course, I'm your new assistant."

The corners of Ji Xiayang's mouth turned up, completely happy, "Okay! See you tomorrow!"

Ling Ziqing was quite pleased.

Young Master Ji is finally willing to go to work.

Ji Xiayang was also quite pleased.

I can see Ziqing every day, hehe.