Zhao Nanxiao looked outside and saw no one. The houses where Ren Gong and Liu Gong were all dark. They didn't know where to visit each other at night. Then they felt relieved and hurriedly closed the door. Turning around, seeing Xu Shu standing behind him with a computer in his arms, he helped him move a spare chair to the side of his chair by the table, and pointed: "Sit here."

"good."

He sat down, put the computer he was holding on the table, tidying up the line, Zhao Nanxiao moved the heater under the table, placed it between the legs of the two, and sat back himself.

The desk was small, and another computer was placed, making the desktop look even more crowded.

Zhao Nanxiao wanted to move his computer a little, but Xu Shu had already moved his computer first and placed it in a corner of the desktop, saying, "You don't have to move, I have a space that can hold the computer, it won't occupy your land!"

Zhao Nanxiao ignored him and glanced at the page he opened. Seeing that it was a task given by General Manager Liang a few days ago, he asked casually what was going on.

"Come here, come and see." He greeted her.

Zhao Nanxiao leaned over and looked at his demonstration.

"Look, this is a front anchor room model made according to your design. It is 34.2 meters long, with a cross-sectional dimension of 11.6 meters. The maximum cycle is in the foot. Each gun is up one or three meters, and the same as the step down. Now it simulates a gloss blast. This is the trough detonation area, this auxiliary eye detonation area, this surrounding eye detonation area, this bottom gun detonation area, after blasting, the maximum stone volume is controlled at one cubic cube at zero point..."

He stopped, frowned, and suddenly complained: "Hey, I said, are all perverts in your designs?"

Zhao Nanxiao was stunned and looked at him.

"You can see it yourself. The construction site here is so narrow and the terrain is so steep. It is difficult to transport materials. It is impossible to use large lifting equipment and the positioning frame is difficult to do. The anchor plug body prestressed pipeline you designed is just over 100 holes on one side. The installation of the drawing requires accuracy. Look, the deviation of the center coordinates of the hole is controlled at positive and negative 5 mm, and the deviation of the hole angle requires a positive and negative zero point one degree..."

He turned his head to look at her: "With your big pen in the office, isn't this the dead brain cells that we are working for lose their hair? What's the matter if you squeeze it so hard, and it's not perverted?"

Zhao Nanxiao ignored him, looked back at his computer page, continued to work, and didn't even give him a single wind: "It's so difficult to admit that he can't do it? If you can't do it, just say it earlier, don't take it..."

The words afterwards were a little unpolite, so she forced herself to hold them back.

Xu Shu changed his words: "No? How is it possible? I have been studying for so many years with a lot of money on the lamp. What is the purpose? Isn't it that I serve you wholeheartedly and let you squeeze it? You can do whatever you say, and there is no problem with swords and fires, let alone just a design? Not to mention a bridge, no matter what you think in the future, as long as you can think of it, I can help you become real!"

Zhao Nanxiao always felt that his words sounded awkward and were very wrong, but he couldn't say what was wrong.

He paused, turned to look at him: "Who said just now and promised not to speak?"

"I said..." His voice suddenly became weaker.

Then he did not make any noise anymore, and the two of them worked their own.

In the quiet small hut, the leaves of the heater under the table were filled with comfortable heat, and there was only a slight and pleasant sound from the keyboard typing in your ears.

The working atmosphere was originally quite good, but Zhao Nanxiao gradually felt something was wrong again.

She always felt that he was looking at herself. She looked at her for a while, then looked at her again.

At first he held it down and pretended not to know it, but in the end he couldn't bear it anymore. When he looked at himself again, he suddenly turned his face: "What are you always watching me for? Look at your own computer!"

Xu Shu said: "It doesn't matter, just look at it, it won't affect my work. In the past, when you were in high school, you sat in front and I sat in the back row, I took a look at you for nothing, and it didn't affect my grades. Didn't you get into college like you?"

It's just a serious nonsense.

"You have many fallacies! You have affected my work like this. You are not allowed to look at me anyway. If you look at me again, go back and don't treat me here!"

"Okay, okay, I won't read it anymore. I will turn it over and it won't affect your work. Is this OK?"

He turned around and looked at her side.

Zhao Nanxiao let out a breath.

It was really...

He saw that his back felt hot, and he was sitting on pins and needles and couldn't do anything.

Next, he became really honest and kept doing his business with him.

Ten minutes passed, twenty minutes passed... He was always so quiet. Zhao Nanxiao probably wasn't used to it, but instead became a little absent-minded. His eyes finally left the file on the screen opposite and glanced at him quietly.

He was staring at the computer screen in front of him. His refreshing short hair, his focused eyes, and his clean eyes were still as clean as a boy's eyebrows...

Zhao Nanxiao looked at it and couldn't move his sight for a moment. In a daze, he seemed to be back in the scene where he sat at a table at his grandfather's house every night when he was in his third year of high school.

It seems that it is so far away, and many years have passed, but now, the boy from that time suddenly seems to have not walked away, and is still sitting quietly beside him as before.

"If you don't let me see you, why are you watching me?"

She was walking in her mind, and suddenly his voice came from her ears. She suddenly came to her senses and saw that he had turned his head and stared at her with both eyes.

He pointed to the time in the lower right corner of his screen and showed: "It's been one minute and five seconds. If I don't interrupt, do you still have to watch?"

"What's the operation? Only state officials are allowed to set fires, and people are not allowed to light the lights?"

It doesn’t count if you peek at the bag and you’ve been caught, but you’ve even watched someone for so long.

Zhao Nanxiao was startled, came back to his senses, suppressed the feeling of shame that surged in his heart, and reluctantly defended: "Who is looking at you, I'm thinking about things!"

He smiled slightly, leaned towards her, and whispered: "Do I look pretty? It doesn't matter. If you like you, just look more. I don't mind, not as stingy as you."

Zhao Nanxiao's face turned red in control and scolded him: "Xu Shu, don't be shameless! Who likes to see you!"

After she cursed, she saw the smile on his face disappearing suddenly, staring at him, her expression a little weird, and she couldn't help but feel embarrassed: "...what do you want to do?"

"What did you scold me just now? Shameless? Wait, I'll let you know what shamelessness is..."

He said slowly, reaching out his hand and making a gesture to catch her.

Zhao Nanxiao stood up with hair all over his body and screamed in surprise. The man jumped up from the chair subconsciously and turned his head to run, but after moving for a while, the man was caught by Xu Shu from behind and dragged him back, and forced into the chair.

"Sit down honestly!"

The legs of the chair seemed to be here to join in the fun, and a strange sound was made.

Zhao Nanxiao felt afraid and stimulating. While she couldn't help laughing, she tried to huddle herself in the chair and tried hard to push him away.

He usually looked thin, but the muscles covered by his clothes were hidden. When he was in the Snow Mountain Villa, he called his door that morning. Zhao Nanxiao saw it once, and he was really strong. He pressed her and no matter how hard she struggled, he couldn't stand up again.

"Xu Shu, please let go immediately, let go of me-"

Zhao Nanxiao was fluttering in vain under his command, and suddenly saw him raise one hand and put his finger on his lips and shrew gently at him.

"Don't make a noise, Lao Ren and the others are back..." he said softly.

Zhao Nanxiao was stunned, stopped, listened carefully, and sure enough, he heard a sound of footsteps from far to near from outside.

Ren Gong and Liu Gong didn't know who they came back from, so they said goodbye at the door and took out their keys to open the door.

Then there was a faint sound of coughing, walking, and pouring water.

Zhao Nanxiao immediately remained motionless. After a while, she realized that he was still very close to him, her face was almost in front of her. She could feel his breathing, and he was still holding his arm without putting it down.

Zhao Nanxiao struggled for a while, and did not dare to speak again this time, and whispered to him: "Okay, don't play anymore! Let go!"

Instead of letting go, Xu Shu continued to lean over and put his face in her ears.

"Have you forgotten, I still owe you something. I want to give it back to you."

He whispered to her, his voice fascinating.

A breath of the opposite sex mixed with the refreshing smell of soap rushed over. The heat of his speech gently blew on her earlobes, making the skin near Zhao Nanxiao's neck crisp and numb.

Her face turned redder, and she finally managed to calm down and turned her head to the side.

"What do you owe me?"

To be honest, she was really confused about his stupid words and couldn't think of what he was saying.

He let her go a little, looked at her lips, and said, "I'm cured by the cold."

Zhao Nanxiao subconsciously touched his mouth following his sight, and realized that his heart hopped "bang".

"Miss Xiaonan, don't move around. Be careful that the noise will make people hear it..."

He coaxed her softly, and the man leaned towards her again, opened his mouth and took her lips and sucked gently.

Zhao Nanxiao's brain suddenly went down, and his body was straight in the chair, very obedient and motionless.

She didn't know how long the kiss lasted. Anyway, she was almost breathless at the end of the kiss. When he finally let go, she leaned against him, and the two of them pressed their foreheads tightly together.

"Zhao Nanxiao..."

She heard him calling her name softly in her ear, her voice hoarse, and then he gently hugged her shoulders and hugged her towards him, his lips looking along her blushing and hot cheeks, as if he wanted to kiss her again.

In the room where I passed by, I suddenly heard Lao Ren's cough, which sounded like he was choking by something. He kept coughing. In this quiet night, it was very clear, followed by another sound of footsteps of tapping.

Zhao Nanxiao's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his mind suddenly woke up. He pushed Xu Shu away, who wanted to kiss him again, broke free from his arms, and stood up quickly.

It's so shameless to meet people. In just a few days, what are she and him doing?

If she let this person stay and indulge him in trouble, she doesn't know what else will happen later.

Zhao Nanxiao calmed down and asked him to go back to his room.

Her heart was still beating very hard, and her feet were weak. When she was expelling the order, her voice was a little unstable. After saying that, she saw him leaning lazily against the table and looking at him without moving.

Zhao Nanxiao whispered again and emphasized: "Xu Shu, it's getting late, you're back!"

He still didn't move.

Zhao Nanxiao felt the pain of being easy to invite the gods and was unable to send him to the gods. He regretted that he was soft-hearted at night and let him enter the house. He had no choice but to be hard, go up and close his computer, stuff it into his hand, then pull him up from the chair, pull him to the door, try to tighten his face, and whisper: "Xu Shu, if you don't leave, don't think about coming again in the future..."

Xu Shu suddenly pressed her behind the door. When she was completely unprepared, she lowered her head, kissed her lips, and then let her go.

After finishing this short kiss, he smiled at her and whispered: "This is the interest you owe you a few days, I'll pay it back. I'll pay it back tomorrow, and you continue to cooperate with my work."

After saying that, he let go of her, opened a crack in the door himself, and soon flashed out, leaving Zhao Nanxiao alone behind the door for a while.
To be continued...