Don’t Be a Secretary For a Genius

    Jiang Sheng's face was calm, but his feet were like stepping on cotton; soft and vain.

    —Jing You resisted Lu Xian’s approach.

    This realization made Jiang Shengyan almost fly into the sky with joy.

    What made her tremble with excitement was that Jing You did not push her away.

    Jiang Shengyan touched his upper lip with his finger.

    There is still the warm touch of Jing You's breath.

    …

    The night is getting late.

    Jing You came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her head. Although she did it casually, she didn't drop water like before.

    Jiang Shengyan was stunned, the prepared towel for drying hair didn't come in handy.

    Jing You walked to the dresser, picked up the hair dryer, and looked around to find the switch.

    A gust of hot air shoots out of the dryer cylinder.

    Jing You held the hair dryer in one hand and rested her chin in the other, waiting boredly for her hair to dry.

    Jiang Shengyan walked over.

    "How can you blow your hair like this? Just blow it in one place, and then all your hair will be sideways."

     "It doesn't matter, it's fine if you can dry it." Jing You's face was expressionless.

    Jiang Shengyan took the hair dryer, turned off the power and put it aside.

    He leaned over again, his lips were very close to Jingyou's ear, "Are you having a temper now? I'm going to Shanghai?"

    "I'm not angry, I just don't need Secretary Jiang to take care of me." Jing You said, "You want to go to Shanghai or wherever you like." There was a hint of resentment in his tone.

    Jiang Shengyan raised her hands and wrapped her arms around Jing Youying's waist.

    "Xiaoyou didn't ask me, will I leave you when you grow up?"

    Jing You's back was stiff and his jaw line was a little tight.

    Jiang Shengyan asked again, "Xiaoyou doesn't want me to leave, does he?"

    Jing You did not answer this question directly, and said dullly: "I will grow up by myself, and I don't need you to take care of me."

    Jiang Shengyan put her chin on Jingyou's neck, her voice soft as water: "Xiaoyou is angry with me?"

    Jiang Shengyan tightened his arms and said warmly: "Even if Xiaoyou grows up, I will still take care of you. But I hope Xiaoyou can become a real adult who can protect my adult. In the future We can do more together. Do you understand what my sister said?"

    She didn't want to hurt the chairman's heart, but what she couldn't do was to let go of Jingyou. She was almost certain that if one day Jingyou really became someone else's, she would go crazy.

    In this case, no matter how long it takes, she will try to find the root cause of the chairman's knot, ask for forgiveness, and ask for blessings.

    If she felt cowardly about the arrangement of fate so easily, she would not be who she is today.

    "Sister means, won't you leave me when I grow up?" Jing You's eyes were more excited.

    She turned her head back, her soft lips brushed across Jiang Shengyan's cheek, and stopped.

    The screen seemed to be pressed the pause button at this moment, and both of them were stunned.

    Jiang Shengyan straightened up first, took a steady breath, and said, "Look at your performance."

    She picked up the hair dryer again and put it in Jingyou's hand. "You have to learn to take care of yourself first."

    "Oh." Jing You replied absently.

    Her thoughts were still on the touch of lips and cheeks just now, and her expression was stupid.

    Jiang Shengyan put one hand on the back of Jing You's right hand, turned on the power, and held Jing You's hand to control the hair dryer; the other hand held Jing You's left wrist and let her fingers go through the hair It is convenient for the hot air of the hair dryer to blow in.

    Just like that, teach yourself.

    Jiang Shengyan's fingers pass through Jingyou's fingers and stick to the palm of his hand.

    Jing You was a little unsettled at first, but then she got better and better. Following Jiang Shengyan's actions, she dried her hair little by little.

    The rhythm of the heart is getting stronger.

    After Jingyou's hair was all dried, Jiang Shengyan said, "I'm going to take a bath."

    Jing You's cheeks were flushed red, I don't know if it was because the wind was hot or because she was ashamed.

    —My sister is still willing to be close to her, shouldn’t she be so angry?

    Jing You thought so.

    After washing, the lights in the room were turned off and it was pitch black.

    Jing You and Jiang Shengyan slept on two quilts. Jiang Shengyan did not take the initiative to approach again, and did not speak.

    Jing You seemed to be sleeping in a quilt with thorns, turning over and over and restless.

    "Why are you still not sleeping?" Jiang Shengyan asked.

    Jing You touched Jiang Shengyan's bed with one hand, "I'm cold."

    "Hands are very hot." Jiang Shengyan broke it down.

    "The feet are cold." Jing You stretched out his feet too, recreating the scene he used last time.

    "Are you trying to sleep with me in the same bed and making excuses?" Jiang Shengyan hooked his lips.

    "I don't have it." Jing You retracted his hands and feet, turned over and left Jiang Shengyan behind.

    "If you admit it generously, I can let you in." Jiang Sheng said.

    Jing You was tempted, and the two little people in his mind played a tug of war.

    "I don't." Jing You insisted on his answer.

    "All right then."

    Jiang Shengyan whispered two words: "Good night."

    There is a bit of enchantment in her voice.

    Jing You was so tender that his bones melted, and he unconsciously bit the edge of the quilt.

    After a while, Jing You found out what he was doing, and stuck out his tongue in disgust.

    It took a while.

    "Sister, are you asleep?" Jing You sounded a test.

    "No." Jiang Sheng said, "What's the matter?"

    "I'll just ask." Jing You was very disappointed.

    Jiang Shengyan's lips curved slightly, and she was in a good mood.

    Stay silent for a while.

    Jing You said in a light voice, "Sister, are you asleep?"

    "Not yet, what's the matter?" Jiang Shengyan responded.

    It doesn't match Jing You's thoughts at all.

    "It's all right." Jing You covered his head with a quilt in a sullen mood.

    Jiang Shengyan turned sideways towards Jingyou, closed his eyes and couldn't help but smile.

    Jing You was very patient, bored in the quilt for a while, and called out, "Sister."

    No reply.

    "Sister?" Jing You raised his voice.

     Still no answer.

    Jing You carefully opened the way with his feet, picked up a gap in the quilt, and moved his body into another quilt little by little, moving very gently.

    After a long century, Jing You finally got what she wanted, relying on a reassuring body temperature.

    Jing You just breathed a sigh of relief, and when he was about to close his eyes and fall asleep, a voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "Don't admit that you want to sleep with me in the bed?"