Chapter 39: Inherited Cattle and Horses

Princess carry!

Jian Mingzhou’s brain crashed for a moment.

Not to mention this kind of carry… itself.

Thinking about the reactions of everyone in the morning, it should have been done in front of everyone, directly…

Didn’t everyone see Xie Jing carrying him in the morning?

Jian Mingzhou felt his whole body heating up.

Qian Qian seemed completely unaware of his mood. She continued with verbal impact, physical expression, and soul integration: “It’s that kind of… you know!?”

Jian Mingzhou inwardly screamed, He didn’t know!!!

“Okay, your big wolf is inside making you breakfast. Go find him quickly.”

After saying that, Qian Qian patted him and walked away in a spring-like manner.

“……”

After people left, Jian Mingzhou finally couldn’t help but bury his face in the middle of the corridor, his palms feeling extremely hot.

Don’t pay too much attention to it.

Last night, he slept too soundly, and this had happened before. Xie Jing didn’t wake him up.

Moreover, he couldn’t be carried or dragged away…

Jian Mingzhou remained calm in place for half a minute, finally exhaled, and went to the restaurant.

As soon as he entered the restaurant, before finding Xie Jing, he met Xia Ye sitting at the table near the door.

Their eyes met.

Xia Ye showed a dog-like smile. “Yo, awake? I thought you wouldn’t wake up.”

Jian Mingzhou chuckled, “Blurry.”

At that moment, Xia Ye brought the food over.

Seeing him, Xia Ye suddenly rushed over! Excited, with eyes wide open and faint red bloodshot underneath, “Deputy Editor…!”

“Did you sleep well? We couldn’t sleep!.”

“…” Jian Mingzhou.

He pursed his lips, his gaze steady. Yes, a big bowl of rice. Could they endure it in the middle of the night?

Thinking of the mental state of these people, he couldn’t help asking, “Why didn’t your loud noises wake me up?”

Xiaolu’s expression twisted.

Xia Ye looked at him meaningfully. “Because Xie Jing said, ‘Shh.'”

Before he could think carefully, Xiaolu made a sound, “Awoh!” Probably recalling that scene, he almost spilled the soy milk in his hand.

“He held you and asked us to be quiet.”

Jian Mingzhou’s heart rang an alarm!

…Ah, ah, ah, don’t say it anymore!

He felt this place was not suitable for a long stay and was about to turn and leave when a voice came from behind.

“Uncle, are you up? Did you sleep well?”

Jian Mingzhou turned his head and saw Xie Jing walking over, holding a plate of breakfast and a bowl of noodles in his hands, looking lazy and casual.

Jian Mingzhou’s thoughts froze for a moment, and his mouth opened. “Hmm.”

Xie Jing said, “That’s good. You don’t need to take the food back; let’s eat here.”

Jian Mingzhou, enduring the scorching gaze beside him, followed, “Sure.”

The two sat at the dining table. Xie Jing handed him the tableware.

He glanced at Xie Jing’s calm attitude, suppressed the slightly faster heartbeat, and tried to say naturally, “Xiao Jing, thanks for your hard work yesterday.”

Xie Jing curved his lips. “Hmm? What for?”

… What else could it be? Did he really have to say it out loud?

Jian Mingzhou swallowed hard, choosing different words, “It’s about… you carrying me back.”

Xie Jing looked over abruptly.

His eyes reflected the morning light, which was exceptionally bright. “No problem, Uncle. You’re not heavy, so it’s easy to carry you.”

The fork made a clanging sound against the plate edge!

Xie Jing…! How could he say it so naturally? Was it because straight guys fear nothing?

Jian Mingzhou blushed and continued eating, giving a reluctant acknowledgment.

They sat in the restaurant by the window, and the entire glass wall was illuminated by sunlight. Jian Mingzhou, with his eyes lowered, had soaked in the hot spring last night, making his complexion appear fair and bright.

The crimson at the corners of his eyes and the tips of his ears became even more apparent.

Looking at him from the opposite side, Xie Jing fell into silence, his Adam’s apple moving slightly.

After a moment, as if there was an uncontrollable emotion leaking out, disturbing the breath, he spoke softly.

“Uncle, you don’t mind, right?”

Jian Mingzhou’s chopsticks paused, and he looked up.

They locked eyes for a few seconds. “Hmm,” he said.

He stirred the noodles again, distinguishing, “Dan dan noodles, right? I don’t mind, just a bit spicy.”

He reached out, “Do you have vinegar, Xiao Jing?”

“…” Xie Jing.

I took a deep breath. Then he picked up the vinegar beside him and generously shook a few drops for him. “There’s plenty; is this enough?”

“Enough, enough.”

—

After finishing the meal, there were still activities.

Jian Mingzhou and Xie Jing left the restaurant, and the two editorial departments gathered in the courtyard of the hotel.

They appeared simultaneously, and everyone looked at them.

Jian Mingzhou now completely understands why they had those expressions. He gathered his thoughts, took the initiative to speak,

“Sorry, I fell asleep last night.”

“Oh… it’s nothing.”

Xueling glanced at Xie Jing with interest. “After all, we didn’t do much. It was your little kid who took you back.”

In a husky voice, he added, “He even brought you back to his room…”

“…”

So Xueling also enjoyed watching the show!

Jian Mingzhou’s heart jumped, and then he realized: Oh, right, why did he bring him back to his room?

He just glanced at Xie Jing.

Xie Jing stood by his side, not looking at him. His gaze was on Xueling, and he casually said, “You guys can wash up and chat at night. Uncle should wake up.”

Xueling, “Oh, right.”

Jian Mingzhou: Oh, right.

His accelerated heartbeat gradually calmed down.

It’s all because of these people, who usually get high over everything. They’ve made him start to overthink such ordinary things. It’s been talked about as if it’s real…

Xie Jing, “And I asked Uncle yesterday, and he’s willing to sleep with me.”

Jian Mingzhou:!

He looked at Xie Jing sharply. Why were they getting fed by Xie Jing again?

Feeling his gaze, Xie Jing turned to him and said, “Right, Uncle?”

All the surrounding eyes fell like rekindled flames.

Xia Ye pushed his glasses: Asked you…

Xiaolu confirmed: You’re willing…

Qian Qian exploded: You’re willing!!!

“…” Jian Mingzhou couldn’t say a word. After a while, he broke the silence in frustration and said, “Hmm, yes.”

The group of people left happily with their fresh gossip.

Jian Mingzhou let them go crazy and set off for the scenic spots.

He and Xie Jing slowly followed behind.

He couldn’t help but look at the person beside him, softly saying, “Xiao Jing, are you feeding them again?”

The scenery on both sides of the road flourished under the sunlight.

Xie Jing’s side profile appeared particularly vivid and bright, and he faintly smiled, “For things like this, I don’t mind.”

Jian Mingzhou praised him gently while talking, “You’re really good-looking and kind-hearted.”

As they spoke, they turned a corner, and the clear mountain spring rushed down between the leaves and stones.

Xie Jing laughed and looked at him from the side, his slow voice mixed with the indistinct sound of the spring.

“I’m not good-looking and kind-hearted…”

…

The daytime activities were rich, and with two mental hospitals gathering, the scene became absurd and chaotic.

No one mentioned the little incident from last night anymore.

After a whole day of playing and enjoying the evening in the hot spring, they prepared to return.

The Early River Publishing House took a bus to leave, exchanging contact information with them before departure.

Duan Tingfang leaned out of the open window.

“Classmates! See you at the school infirmary!”

Xie Jing was cold. “No need.”

Then he watched as Duan Tingfang was scolded by the bus driver, who obeyed traffic regulations and safety laws.

Jian Mingzhou, “…”

Their Huanjiao Editorial Department was also prepared to board the bus.

When Xie Jing came, he came by himself. At this moment, he followed them on the way back.

After getting on the bus, Jian Mingzhou asked, “Xiao Jing, where do you want to sit?”

Xie Jing carried his bag. “I want to sit in the last row.”

Jian Mingzhou nodded and went with him to the back.

Xia Ye turned around and saw it, chuckling, “Classic scene.”

Jian Mingzhou instantly understood: How dirty his mind was!

As they were in a deadlock, Xie Jing put down his bag and turned to ask, “Uncle, what classic scene?”

… Xia Ye! He’s just taking advantage of Xie Jing’s lack of understanding.

Jian Mingzhou took a deep breath.

Standing in the center of the last row, overlooking the entire bus, he pointed to Xie Jing and said, “A new king is enthroned.”

On the bus, “…”

Everyone took their seats, and the bus started downhill.

As the night fell, the mountain road became a bit bumpy.

Jian Mingzhou sat by the window, and after a while, he heard a low voice beside him, “Uncle, I get motion sickness. Can I lean on you?”

In the dimly lit space between the seats, his heart raced a bit. “Hmm.”

Then his shoulder felt a slight weight, and Xie Jing leaned in.

With his long arms and legs, he came over quietly. Obediently resting on his shoulder, his breathing seemed very light. Jian Mingzhou let him lean for a while, gradually relaxing his thoughts.

They sat in the last row.

As they were about to leave the foot of the mountain, Jian Mingzhou turned his head and took a glance.

Suddenly, he looked at the vast sky above the distant mountains. The night was low, and the stars adorned the entire sky.

He held his breath and subconsciously patted Xie Jing.

“Xiao Jing, look at this.”

Xie Jing raised his head from Jian Mingzhou’s shoulder and turned to look.

The vast sky covered the entire range of mountains, with stars arranged in a mix of brightness and darkness. The dots of stars seemed like scattered diamonds in the night sky.

And they all fell into their eyes.

Jian Mingzhou suddenly remembered the sentence that Xiaolu said the last time he went to her house to rush for manuscripts:

Sitting side by side under the starry sky is very romantic.

Something subtle moved in his heart.

Suddenly, a soft voice sounded in his ears, “It’s really beautiful.”

Jian Mingzhou turned his head, and Xie Jing leaned down again. His hair brushed against Jian Mingzhou’s cheek, and his voice fell into the hollow of his shoulder.

“Uncle, I’m happy to travel with you.”

—

The two days and nights of team-building came to an end.

After a night passed, the sun rose on the second day, and life was about to return to its usual routine.

The bright sunlight entered the apartment balcony.

Two sets of washed pajamas hung gracefully on the hanger. Jian Mingzhou picked up his bag and headed to the company, while Xie Jing also changed his shoes to go out.

Meanwhile, on the other side,

A plane flew across the blue sky and landed at the airport in the east of the city.

In confident high heels, stepping on the crystal-clear ground, chestnut-colored curls draped over the shoulders.

Xie Xiyun handed her luggage to the assistant next to her, opened her phone with a swipe, and opened Xie Chi’s message.

【Brother】: I have apologized and gained Xiao Jing’s forgiveness. [Image]

【Brother】: I highly recommend emulating this!

【Brother】: [Sticking out tongue][Sticking out tongue][Sticking out tongue]

“Ms. Xie, H Company’s director, had a meeting scheduled two days ago. Also, Mr. Lin is returning on today’s afternoon flight. Do you want to meet with him together, or do you have other arrangements?”

Xie Xiyun’s gaze stayed on the screen for a moment. Then she looked at the historical messages that had stopped half a month ago, the one with 【Jing】, and then spoke,

“Do not make any other arrangements for now. I will contact Mr. Lin.”

After saying that, she found 【Old Bull Horse】 in her contact list.

【Xiyun】: Free up some time; I’m going to see Xiao Jing today. Have a meal with someone and apologize.

The phone vibrated violently!

【Old Bull Horse】: Wife! Since when does a mother apologize to her son? [Bull Horse is surprised, can’t recover]

【Xiyun】: You’re right.

【Xiyun】: So I’ll take care of the meal, and you take care of the apology.

“…”