After Rebirth, I Am the White Moonlight of All The Big Brothers

A leakage accident occurred in a biological laboratory outside the Fourth Ring Road. Although the escape of the toxic gas has been effectively controlled, Xie Dingyuan went there himself to be on the safe side.

From two o'clock in the afternoon, he has been busy until now, and the man's eyes are tired.

His eyes swept over inadvertently, and the next second, he stopped suddenly.

Across the street, outside the convenience store, the girl was sitting on a chair and talking to a middle-aged man.

Although only one side face was shown, Xie Dingyuan still recognized it at a glance—

Jiang, Fu, Yue!

After buying the candy, the driver came out of the store, quickly crossed the road, and sat back in the driver's seat, only to see the rear window open. He quickly pressed the master control, and the window slowly rose and finally closed.

He started the engine and turned the steering wheel deftly.

Soon, the Bentley pulled out of the residential area and rejoined the main road.

During the period, the driver looked at the back seat through the mirror many times, and saw Xie Dingyuan closed his eyes, as if falling asleep.

He looked back and concentrated on driving.

Half an hour later, Bentley drove into Yutianhua Mansion: "Jiu Ye, here we are."

Xie Dingyuan hummed softly, opened his eyes, and then pushed the door to get out of the car.

When he got home, he took out his mobile phone and dialed Sheng Yiming: "Book a ticket to the Imperial Capital tomorrow."

Sheng Yiming: "What time is it?"

Xie Dingyuan: "The sooner the better."

"Yes."

After the call ended, Xie Dingyuan went upstairs, simply packed his luggage, and prepared to take a shower.

As soon as he walked to the bathroom door, he suddenly stopped, and a few fragmentary fragments flashed in his mind, all of which showed the same woman's face.

He frowned fiercely, forcing his brain to empty.

This move was still effective, and soon, the distracting thoughts were eliminated, and he stepped up again.

Soon, the sound of water came.

Ten minutes later, he came out wrapped in a bath towel, but when he reached the door, he suddenly turned back, replaced the bath towel with a bathrobe, and tied the belt tightly before giving up.

He went out to the balcony for the first time, looked around, checked it, and then closed the sliding glass door between the balcony and the master bedroom, only to hear a swipe—

The curtains were drawn, and everything in the room was blocked.

Xie Dingyuan glanced at it with satisfaction, and he was sure that everything was blocked before he lay down on the bed.

Reach out and pull out the headphones from the drawer, put them on, and prepare to listen to an SCI paper.

Suddenly, a few clips popped up in my mind without warning.

This time it is no longer the bathroom door, but this bed, he and Jiang Fuyue—

The airtight and sultry quilt, the softness within reach, the breath that is as peaceful as an orchid, and the pair of peach blossom eyes that reflect her own appearance...

To suffer, to endure, to endure.

Xie Dingyuan took a short breath, raised his hand and tore off the earphone.

Why do you think of her?

Unfortunately, no one can give an answer.

He simply gave up the plan to listen to the thesis, turned off the light, lay down directly, and began to feel sleepy.

Ten minutes passed...

Xie Dingyuan turned over eight times, his eyes were full of night, and he couldn't sleep for a long time.

He continued to brew.

Another ten minutes passed.

The man rolled over and sat up, clicked and turned on the light. Not only did he not fall asleep, but he seemed to be even more irritable.

Thinking of where he was lying now, Jiang Fuyue had also been lying down this morning, and there was an indescribable awkwardness in his heart.

Disgusted?

seems not.

like?

No wonder!

What is it that I don't hate or like?

Xie Dingyuan didn't know either.

He lifted the quilt, stood in front of the bed and pondered for a while, then took out a new set of sheets from the closet and put them on.

Twenty minutes later, the original sheets were piled on the floor and Xie Dingyuan threw them into the laundry room.

Looking at the brand new bed in front of me, I can finally lie down in peace.

Half an hour later, the light in the master bedroom came on again, Xie Dingyuan sat up from the bed with a dark face, and walked out of the room with his pillow in his arms, intending to go to the guest room for one night.

Suddenly, his footsteps stopped, and he turned his hand and threw the pillow back on the bed as if he had been scalded, and walked without looking back.

This time, lying on the bed in the bedroom, those strange judgments finally stopped running through my mind.

Xie Dingyuan soon fell asleep.

But things seem to get worse...

In the dream, there was always a pair of peach blossom eyes full of water looking at him, and a sweet citrus fragrance lingered around, tempting him to get closer, get closer, take a sip, take another sip...

Xie Dingyuan did it unexpectedly, and then he suddenly touched something soft in the fog.

He raised his eyes in horror, but met the girl's beautiful face.

Her complexion was as snowy, and her cheeks were delicate.

At this moment, looking at him, the red lips lightly parted——

"Do I smell good?"

Xie Dingyuan shoved her away and quickly retreated. At this time, the surrounding environment changed, and a sea of ​​fire appeared, and the temperature of his whole body began to rise uncontrollably.

There was no turning back, but the girl was still approaching.

"Do I smell good?" she asked again.

Xie Dingyuan opened his mouth to deny it, but the moment he exited, it became - "Xiang."

He was awakened by his insincere words, opened his eyes suddenly, sat up, and his back was already wet with sweat.

The scene in the dream is so clear, the girl's frowns and smiles, pressing step by step, her own uncontrollable, retreating, every detail can be replayed.

Xie Dingyuan let out a low curse, got out of bed and went to the bathroom.

Soon, there was the sound of water.

Tonight is doomed to sleepless.

In the same community, in another single-family villa, Jiang Fuyue slept soundly.

At six o'clock the next morning, she went downstairs with her luggage. Han Yunru had already prepared breakfast and was waiting in the dining room.

"After eating, go to the airport, there are still a few hours, you can't wait hungry."

"Thank you mom."

Han Yunru touched her face, and the message from her eyes clearly showed that she had a lot to say, but in the end she didn't say a word.

"Yueyue, be safe." In the end, Han Yunru only said these five words when she sent her out.

That's it.

At seven o'clock, Jiang Da went downstairs, wearing a singlet, shorts, and plastic slippers. At first glance, he was sober and looked at the magnificent surroundings, but he couldn't react.

Mi Mi walked to the kitchen and looked at her busy daughter-in-law, only then did she regain a sense of familiarity.

"Wife..."

"woke up?"

"Um."

"Hurry up and pack up, have breakfast, and go to the store."

Jiang Da was taken aback: "Didn't you say you need to rest for two more days?"

Han Yunru gave him a white look: "Yueyue is gone, what are you resting for? Besides, are you still making money? Don't think that if we live in a villa, we can just sit and eat."

"Earn! Of course I'm going to earn it! I have to save a dowry for Yueyue, right?"

"You're still a little conscious. By the way, call Sister Liu and let her remember to come to the store today."

"Come on! Go now!"

...

Jiang Fuyue arrived at the airport at 7:30, checked in for security check, and waited for boarding. The time was just right.

At eight o'clock, the flight attendants began to check the seats.

A man was late, boarding the plane from the special passage, walking with wind, and the corners of his clothes were sharp.

At the same time, he was talking on the phone in a very bad tone—

"Flying at 8:20, you called me at 7:30?! Sheng Yiming, is this how you act as an assistant? Penalty for half a year's performance!"

The other side wailed, and one could imagine how destructive the "half-year performance" was.

Sheng Yiming took off his cell phone and took a look, shit, it's already hung up!

He is really wronged.

I called Xie Dingyuan at 7:30, not to get Xie Dingyuan up, but to ask him how to deal with the gas leak accident. Why did he wake up late by himself?

Professor Xie Da, a self-disciplined to perverted obsessive-compulsive maniac, when does he need an assistant to wake him up?

Are you kidding?

Or……

Sheng Yiming rubbed his chin, has he offended this Buddha recently?

Should not be! When Xie Dingyuan came back from the imperial capital, they had only met twice!

One of them was separated by the glass door of the laboratory, so...

What did he do wrong?

Sheng Yiming covered his face, Lan thin, mushrooms...

Xie Dingyuan put away his mobile phone, found his seat, and leaned against the window.

There was already a person sitting outside, "I'm sorry, please let me—"

Jiang Fuyue: "Professor Xie, what a coincidence."

The man suddenly looked up.

At that moment, Jiang Fuyue actually saw a trace of... Thriller in the eyes of the other party?

But on closer inspection, there was nothing.

Xie Dingyuan stood in the aisle, still with that expressionless face, his indifferent eyes with a hint of firework.

Aloof and arrogant.

"What a coincidence." He replied.

Jiang Fuyue retracted her legs to make it easier for him to enter.

The man walked past her, and a good smell of aftershave drifted into his nostrils.

Xie Dingyuan sat down calmly and fastened his seat belt.

But only he himself knew what was going on all over his body.

Why is she here?

Running out of a dream?

Or... is he still in a dream? !

Here, the sweet citrus scent is entangled again!

Two more, three thousand words, no sleep in the middle of the night Xie Jiujiu.

It's half past twelve! yah~