The Alpha Boss’s Thousand-layer Routine - Chapter 23

Meng Xi’s shout directly awakened the sleeping Wen Mi. He opened his eyes to meet a pair of eyes that were also sleepy, and the two looked at each other for two seconds.

“I didn’t see anything!” Meng Xi ran towards the door with her eyes covered, and when she retreated, she closed the door intimately for the two of them.

The outside sunlight shone in when the curtains were opened. Wen Mi saw clearly the posture of him and Ling He at this time, and he rolled out of Alpha’s arms in a hurry.

Wen Mi’s loose pajamas leaked a thin white waist, and Ling He was caught off guard by the jade color that was unabated from getting up.

Neither of them spoke. For a while, the atmosphere in the room was a bit awkward, and the feet in Wen Mi’s quilt shrank, as if the temperature of Ling Heshi’s body still remained.

I don’t know how long it was silent, Ling Heshi took the lead in breaking this silence.

“That was my brother just now.”

“Very…very energetic.”

Neither of them wanted to bring up the matter of being hugged, so they followed the topic and talked awkwardly.

“What’s your brother’s name?”

Ling He usually answered very briefly, but the two of them were not in the right state this morning. Wen Mi first heard Ling He talk about when his eldest father and little father gave birth to him, and then when he gave birth to a younger brother.

“So in our family, my eldest dad and I have the surnames, and my younger brother and the little dad have surnames.”

After a long passage of words, both of them slowed down, and Wen Mi felt for a moment where he had heard the words but didn’t think much.

“I’m going to wash my face first…” Wen Mi said, got out of bed neatly and escaped into the bathroom, not daring to look at Ling Heshi more.

Ling Heshi breathed a sigh of relief, half leaning on the bed and looking at the mixed quilt and blanket, although it was messy, it was a bit more of a life. Reminiscing about the little Omega covered with his pheromone, Ling He couldn’t help but raised the corners of his mouth. He didn’t realize that his eyes were full of Alpha’s possessive satisfaction.

When the two of them were sleeping together, they were bumped into by Ling Heshi’s younger brother. Wen Mi was embarrassed to go out alone, so he changed his clothes and waited for Ling Heshi to wash up before following together.

Wen Mi noticed something wrong as soon as he left the house, and then he listened to Ling Heshi’s words.

“Come out, don’t hide.”

“You want to go down together?” Meng Xi poked his head out of his room and looked at the two of them. When he saw Omega standing behind his brother, his eyes widened, “Brother Wen Mi?? You are my brother. Who’s cheating?”

“…” Wen Mi didn’t know for a moment whether he should be surprised that Meng Xi and Ling Heshi were brothers, or surprised what Meng Xi said.

But now he finally knew why Ling Heshi was so familiar with the school road.

“Delete the word derailment.” Ling Heshi glanced at Meng Xi and took Wen Mi downstairs.

Meng Xi blinked an eye to understand the meaning of this sentence and immediately chased up. Wen Mi was actually his future sister-in-law? ?

On the first floor, Meng Qingzheng and Ling Zhang were sitting and eating breakfast. They were obviously used to the noisiness of the brothers upstairs. Hearing the footsteps downstairs, Meng Qing urged the brothers to serve the porridge.

“Zub Zai, you’re too late to get up. It’s too late to make lunch for Wen Mi.” After Meng Qing said, seeing her husband winking at him, she looked over and saw Wen Mi standing next to her son. Startled.

Wen Mi had experienced a lot of things in the morning, and now he knew that the lunch that had changed taste these days was actually made by Ling Heshi.

Noting Wen Mi’s surprised gaze, Ling Heshi’s face flashed unnaturally.

“I love cooking, don’t think too much.”

Standing behind the two of them, Meng Xi rolled his eyes. His brother likes to cook, but who doesn’t know that his brother is too lazy to die. It would be nice to cook once a month.

Finally, when Wen Mi was having dinner with the Ling family, Ling Heshi rolled his sleeves and went into the kitchen. When he came out, Wen Mi saw two familiar lunch boxes in his hands.

This matter kept Wen Mi from staying on the 18th floor all morning. He took over all the work of delivering documents, because he was a little embarrassed to see Ling Heshi.

Taking advantage of the gap in the elevator, Wen Mi returned the news of Meng Xi. The two added WeChat in the morning. Meng Xi was curious to ask about their love process. Wen Mi was afraid to talk too much, so she had to change the subject and asked to report Wen Lu. Meng Xi helped Ling He to collect milk tea for Ye Gaozhuo.

Last time I chatted with Meng Xi, Wen Mi saw that the relationship between their brothers was very good, and now I can feel it even more. Wen Mi looked at the deserted family group, remembered what happened last night, and sighed helplessly.

At noon when Ling He was temporarily away from the company, Wen Mi sat at the work station and ate the lunch that Ling He cooked in the morning. The dishes were all sweet. Maybe he was afraid that he was tired, so he put a few side dishes alone, even his parents. Not so careful with him.

When he wanted to give Ling He something to express his gratitude, Wen Mi sent a message and asked the bosses Yu Zhi and Tao that they were both married and should have some experience in giving gifts.

The landline phone on Wen Mi’s desk rang when the message was being sent, and it was from the front desk.

“Assistant Wen, there is a lady named Jane downstairs who wants to see President Ling.”

“Mr Ling is not in the company.”

“Assistant Wen said the same thing, but this lady doesn’t believe it, she has to go up and take a look in person.” The front desk said embarrassedly.

Wen Mi felt strange that even though Assistant Zhou and Ling Heshi had gone out, this kind of call shouldn’t reach him either.

“This lady seems to be very familiar with Mr. Ling.” The front desk’s voice suddenly became quieter, “It seems that the relationship is not simple.”

Now Wen Mi seems to understand. The front desk probably thinks that the other party is his love rival, so the phone call came to him.

Speaking of the lady surnamed Jian, Wen Mi remembered the blind date of Ling He.

“Is it Omega?”

“Yes Assistant Wen.”

“Let her wait a while and I will go down here.”

Everyone was resting during the lunch break, and Wen Mi was afraid that Jian Mingyue would come up and disturb others and that his nonsense would affect Ling Heshi’s reputation.

Before going down, Wen Mi made a call to Ling He, but the other party might be busy without answering, so Wen Mi sent a message and said.

When he arrived at the front desk, Wen Mi saw Jian Mingyue, who was dressed up and dressed, sitting in the lounge area with a delicate small lunch box in his hand, as if he was coming to deliver meals.

“Miss Jian.” Wen Mi stepped forward and greeted.

“Why are you?” Jian Mingyue saw Wen Mi’s face, and remembered how she saw the two holding each other that day. “I was still thinking about how Ling He fell in love with you. It turned out that it was the assistant who climbed up the platform near the water. The boss’s bed.”

The people at the front desk heard what Jian Mingyue said. Jian Mingyue noticed everyone’s sight and wanted to say something to humiliate Wen Mi, but heard several people’s comments.

“There are so many people who come to see President Ling admirably. This is the most vicious person I have ever spoken to.”

“Look at the lunch box in her hand. She deliberately wanted to give Mr. Ling a lunch box, but Mr. Ling gave Assistant Wen food every day.”

“I heard that Mr. Ling’s caring bento was made by his little dad. I should have seen the parents!”

Jian Mingyue was so angry when she heard these words, she glared at Wen Mi. Except for the pheromone that smelled sweet honey cake on him, she didn’t smell the pheromone of Linghe, as long as it was not permanently marked. , She still has a chance.

“How many times have you temporarily marked it?” Jian Mingyue took a few steps forward, walked up to Wen Mi, and asked in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

“Three times.” Wen Mi hesitated, weighing a number. No more, no less, neither particularly addictive nor expressing the intimacy between the two of them, should it make Jian Mingyue give up?

“You hesitate, you definitely want to lie to me to give up, green tea bitch.” Jian Mingyue didn’t believe it, it would be impossible for Wen Mi to be tasteless three times.

Wen Green Tea Bitch Mi thought for a while, turned his head slightly, and quickly put down the hair from the nape of his neck.

“Did you see it? The last time Ling He was too excited and bit his skin, now you know that we have a lot of affection?”