Chapter 65 The thief in the dream again shouts to catch the thief (3000 words)

  Lin Jiao withdrew the foot he took.

   Or want to do something to express her gratitude, she stared at the pomegranate in the fruit bowl and peeled a plate for him very patiently.

   After cleaning the kitchen, Pei Zhi held up a crystal tray as soon as she came out to see her offering a treasure.

   He raised his eyebrows: "Peel it for me?"

   "That's right." Lin Jiao waited for him to sit down, and then put the trash can at his feet: "You eat first, I'll peel it for you if it's not enough."

   "Enough." Pei Zhi was reluctant to let her do it again.

   He twisted a pomegranate into his mouth, and the sweetness that filled his mouth seemed to spread to his heart, making him extremely happy.

   Seeing that the corners of his lips were raised, he patronized Lin Jiao, who had not had time to taste it. He picked up one and put it on the tip of his tongue and licked it twice.

   She spit out the pomegranate seeds, and her eyes fell on the TV opposite, with great interest: "This costume drama is good, you can watch it."

   "What?"

   "The story of the regent and the concubine of the prime minister's house."

   Pei Zhi concentrated.

   He leaned against the soft throw pillow and immersed herself in that distant era with her.

   Waiting for the ending song to sound, only to realize that the hour hand unknowingly points to eleven: "I'll go first, I'll pick you up tomorrow morning."

   "Would you like to sleep here? It's probably too late when you go back and take a shower."

  Lin Jiao really thought about him.

  Rao knew that she had no other intentions, and Pei Zhi's heart was beating wildly: "Is it convenient?"

   "What's the inconvenience?" Lin Jiao went back to the bedroom and found the bathrobe he wore last time.

   She shoved it into his hands: "Go wash first."

   "Hmm." Pei Zhi took off the dial of the wrist bone.

   He hid the joy that was about to come out of his eyes, and stepped into the bathroom that he missed again.

   "Wait." Lin Jiao hurried over before he closed the door: "Take off your suit, I'll iron it for you."

   Pei Zhi took off his suit and let her see the hem of the shirt with several wrinkles, intentionally or not.

   He waited a few seconds…

   "The shirt has also been taken off." Lin Jiao frowned, leaning against the wall while hugging his suit.

   Pei Zhi's fingertips covered the first collar button.

   He slowly and deliberately reached the end, and when he took off his shirt, the muscles of his arms and abdomen were clearly exposed.

   "Okay." The shirt that was handed to him blocked Lin Jiao's sight and made her come back to her senses.

   She raised her eyes and found that he hadn't noticed her peeking, and was slightly relieved.

   Pei Zhi smirked: "Is there anything else to take off?" If she wanted to iron her pants, he would definitely cooperate.

"No."

   "Then I'm closed?"

   "Close it." Lin Jiao turned and left.

   She put aside the image in her mind, ironed his clothes while he was taking a bath, and soaked two glasses of milk by the way.

   "Thank you." Pei Zhi came out with a full body of water vapor, took the glass of milk, and threw it away.

   "You're welcome." Lin Jiao put the hair dryer aside.

  She walked into the bathroom against the heat, and stood in front of the sink to wash: "Uncle, the charger is in the drawer."

   "Under the TV?"

"right."

  Pei Zhi put the phone in the second bedroom to charge.

   After waiting for the lights in the bathroom and living room to go out, he sent her back to the master bedroom: "What time will I call you tomorrow?"

   "Eight o'clock."

  Lin Jiao said 'good night' to him.

   She kicked off her slippers, turned off the night light by the bed, and gradually fell asleep wrapped in the quilt.

   That night, she had a dream.

  The scene in the dream is in the ancient city. She is wearing a skirt and sitting in a pen and ink shop to settle accounts.

   "Girl." A handsome man in a moon-white robe walked over with a writing brush.

   He calmly accepted her scrutiny: "I'm shy in my pocket, can it be cheaper?"

   "What if I say no?"

   "Then... then forget it."

   "Son, wait a minute." She went around the counter, walked to him and hooked the corner of his clothes: "I can give you this brush."

   "Really?"

   "Of course, but you have to promise me a condition."

   He followed her up to the second floor.

   When she saw the door of Yaxiang was closed by her, he showed a puzzled look: "What are the conditions of the girl?"

   "You take off your clothes first."

   "Why?"

   She grabbed his wrist, and without giving him the slightest chance to react, she pulled the thin belt around his waist.

   "You can't do it, girl!" He listened to the sound of footsteps in his ears, and he stepped back in shock.

   "Why not?"

   She stared at his abdomen, covered that piece of skin and poked twice: "If you resist, this business will not be done."

   "Girl..." He pursed his thin lips and pressed his back against the cold wall, his long and narrow eyes dyed with layers of blush.

   "Don't move."

   She pressed him with great enjoyment.

   Just when his hand touched the edge of his trousers, he shook and swung the vase next to him.

"Snapped-"

   A crisp sound resounded in Lin Jiao's ears like a bell and drum, making her wake up instantly.

   She covered her heart, thinking of Pei Zhi, whose eyes were reddened by her in the dream, her face was visibly covered with crimson.

   Too ashamed...

  I knew she wouldn't watch that costume drama.

   "Lin Jiao?" Pei Zhi, who was about to wake her up, heard a 'dong dong' outside the door and was so frightened that he hurriedly called out a few times.

   "I'm fine."

  Lin Jiao withdrew Hammer's hand.

   She patted her forehead angrily, sat on the edge of the bed and took a deep breath, waiting for the heat on her cheeks to dissipate before she started getting dressed.

   "Come over for breakfast." Pei Zhi waited for her to wash up and put the sandwich on the dining table.

  Lin Jiao walked over slowly.

   She glanced at his abdomen inadvertently, and the tips of her ears started to heat again, always feeling guilty.

   "Isn't it delicious?"

"No."

   "Then why do you look so hard to swallow?" The more Pei Zhi looked at her, the more she felt something was wrong.

   "I haven't woken up yet."

  Lin Jiao can only use such a poor excuse.

   She accelerated her eating, and after filling her stomach, she went downstairs with him: "Uncle, is there enough time?"

   "In time."

   Pei Zhi fastened her co-pilot seat belt.

   He stepped on the accelerator with one foot, and it took only fifteen minutes to drive the car into Shengheng's parking lot.

   Before stepping into the elevator, he said, "Have a good rest at noon, don't go out to eat."

  Lin Jiao nodded: "Yes."

   She remembered the plan to be handed in later, and she didn't have time to recall the dream last night, so she got busy as soon as she got to the planning department.

   Near noon, Wu Xiuwen came out with results.

   He took the two newly printed documents and walked to Lin Jiao and Feng Yunjie.

   "Why are the plans you made this time 80% similar?"

  “…”

  The surrounding air became quiet.

   Colleagues who had not yet gone to the cafeteria turned their heads and looked in their direction.

  Lin Jiao was stunned.

   She took the two documents, stared at the place he highlighted, and asked with a frown, "Feng Yunjie, what do you mean?"

  Feng Yunjie groaned in her heart.

   She looked at Wang Rui, who was sitting beside her, and saw that the latter turned her head and only splashed dirty water: "You still ask me about my plan?"

  Lin Jiao laughed angrily: "Do you have any idea who stole whose plan?"

   "Don't be rude here, how long have I been working in Shengheng? Why do I need to steal your plan?"

   "How long can you work? A thief in sheep's clothing, isn't he a thief?"

   "How are you talking?!" Feng Yunjie patted the table and stared at her with red eyes, as if she was about to cry.

   Some colleagues saw that she was so wronged, and they came out to help one after another: "If you don't have evidence, don't say it, it's too hurtful."

   "Yeah, what if she's useless?"

   "You are making the same product, and you do not rule out the possibility of having the same idea."

   Zheng Yi couldn't listen anymore: "No matter how the same idea, it is impossible to achieve 80% similarity."

   "Brother Zheng, are you also doubting me?" Feng Yunjie looked at him with tears in her eyes, her whole body exuding an air of sadness.

   Zheng Yi did not answer.

   He said calmly: "It is impossible for Lin Jiao to use someone else's plan to complete the task."

   "Are you taking sides with her?"

"I…"

   "There is no need to explain." Lin Jiao interrupted him.

   She looked at Wu Xiuwen who was still angry: "Manager Wu, where is the surveillance on this floor?"

   "Check monitoring requires the approval of the above."

   "Which one are you looking for?"

   "Assistant Qu." He raised his wrist and tapped the dial twice: "It's lunch break now, I'm afraid I won't see him yet."

   "I'll go up and have a look first." Lin Jiao picked up the phone and left quickly under the watchful eyes of the crowd.

   She walked into the assistant room and saw Qu Shao lying on the sofa playing a game, so she asked, "Brother Qu, what are you playing?"

   "Mom!" Qu Shao was so frightened that his heart stopped for a beat, and he even tightened his grip on the phone.

   He sat up: "Why are you walking silently?"

   "You turned up the sound too much."

"Have it?"

   "Yes." Lin Jiao suspected that his ears were not working well.

   She sat beside him and talked a few times before mentioning what happened just now: "Would you help me say hello to the monitoring room?"

   "No problem." Qu Shao opened the address book, thinking that it would be better to help her run.

   He pressed the screen-off button: "They should be in the cafeteria now, I'll be there later."

   "Then check it after work hours."

"also."

  Lin Jiao got up: "Brother Qu, please excuse me."

   "No trouble." Qu Shao waved his hand and made a serious suggestion: "Would you like to take a rest at the boss's place?"

   "Well." She just didn't want to waste her words arguing with Feng Yunjie, so it's not bad to go to him.

  Lin Jiao knocked on the door of the president's office twice.

   After getting permission, he walked towards the long table: "Mr. Pei, have you eaten yet?"

"not yet."

   "Have a face and eat together?"

   "Okay." Pei Zhi chuckled.

   He motioned her to sit on the sofa and opened the food delivery app on his phone: "Come here."

  Lin Jiao was not polite to him.

   She first screened the distance to make sure that the delivery time was not long, and then looked at the cuisine: "How about Thai hot pot?"

"Can."

   Pei Zhi took a sip from the teacup.

   He stared at her profile, as if he couldn't see enough: "Are you coming up this time to send documents to Qu Shao?"

   "No, I asked him to help check the surveillance."

   "Did you lose something?"

   "Almost." Lin Jiao handed over the phone and asked him to pay first: "The plan I made was stolen."

   Pei Zhi narrowed his eyes: "Who did it?"

   (end of this chapter)