I will eventually become the king of Shura Field

Chapter 170: Irreplaceable!

After hanging up the phone, Jingu Makoto looked back at the worried Yanye, and showed a soft smile.

Holding her little hand, he whispered: "My father asked me to go back earlier. I haven't seen them in this period of time. Maybe he misses me a little too."

"Ha, what a bad-spoken father, every time he uses his mother as an excuse."

The worries in Gui Yanye's eyes dissipated, and a touch of pear whirled up and said: "Then senior, please go back soon."

"Oh? Can you stay alone?"

"Hmph, seniors have treated me as a child again, but the body is a little tired, and it's not serious illness."

"What's more, without seniors by my side to attract my attention, I might be able to sleep peacefully soon."

Makoto Jingong turned and lay beside her, pinching her small face and said, "Ha, I will influence you to rest."

Gui Yanye opened his small mouth, trying to bite his finger.

Jingu Makoto did not hide, her fingertips fell straight into her small mouth, and the hard shell teeth bite the flesh on the skin, which was not very painful, but it also exerted some strength.

He freed his other hand, rubbed her hair, and said softly: "But I told my father to wait a while, I want to stay with you again until you fall asleep."

"I just lie quietly beside you like this, accompany you to sleep, OK?"

Yan Ye did not speak.

He just loosened his hard teeth, and the smooth fragrant tongue immediately wrapped around his fingers, looking at him affectionately.

She doesn't know what xp is.

But she is also a girl after all. She knows something called sex, and she also knows that everyone has the sex they like.

She may not be able to accept some tastes, or she may need to adapt for a while.

But listening to the sweet words from Jingong Chengqin's heart, Yanye is willing to change his conservative for him, and try to accept it for him.

As long as he likes it, then his contribution is meaningful.

Just like eating a lollipop, the flexible tongue whirled around his fingers, sucking from time to time, the inexplicable suction is like a mysterious vortex somewhere, constantly attracting Makoto Jingu .

But that's it, he didn't give birth to too many thoughts.

Seeing Yan Ye's haggard face that was visible to the naked eye, no matter how much anger was teased, it was completely extinguished.

After a while, he voluntarily withdrew, and Yan Ye also spit out, pursing his small mouth.

Her eyes were still so bright and clear, with a little innocence and flattery, and his dark pupils reflected him.

He did not continue to tease her, lying beside her pettingly, rubbing her hair gently, as if he was coaxing a child: "Go to sleep, go to sleep."

"Ok."

Yan Ye responded in a low voice and slowly closed his eyes.

It was so quiet, only the sound of breathing evenly between each other appeared slightly clearer.

Tick, tick.

Time flows silently, as if it stopped at this moment.

The turbulent love for him quietly transformed into a silent trickle, she no longer blindly pleases him, and no longer has to worry about whether he will abandon herself.

But one thing is certain: she loves him more.

At first, I liked more because of the loneliness and loneliness that had nowhere to vent, the extremely longing dependence and care.

Her liking for him is not so unique, nor is it pure liking.

He was not irreplaceable at that time.

As long as there is someone who is just as caring and caring for her as he does.

But now, he is irreplaceable in her heart.

Not only because she gave him everything, but also because of his tenderness and pampering from the bottom of his heart.

It was pure liking, and Yan Ye also felt it.

It's great...I can meet you.

The corners of Yan Ye's mouth curled up quietly, and the curled up feet slowly relaxed, everything seemed so natural and calm.

In the interweaving of beautiful expectations and fantasy, with fatigue and satisfaction, she fell into a dream.

Makoto Jingong kept lying on her side motionless, rubbing her hair from top to bottom, lasting about an hour or so.

After he was sure that Yan Ye was really asleep, he stopped and slowly withdrew his hand.

She was too tired, really too tired, her small face was pale with a hint of pale, which made Jingong Cheng couldn't bear it.

After kissing her forehead gently, and then helping her to cover her quilt, Makoto Jingu tiptoed out of the room, deliberately making the sound of closing the door very soft.

Go to the living room and sit on the sofa.

Makoto Jingu sent a message to the family and waited quietly for the driver to arrive.

Taking advantage of this free time, he opened his notebook and logged into his mailbox.

Although he didn't answer the phone call Ishigami in the morning, Makoto Jingu heard what Ishigami said.

Makoto Jingu didn't have much interest in basketball uniforms. It didn't matter how they tossed on the stone.

His focus is still on the optimization suggestions of the line project.

Although this weekend has just started, more than ten hours have passed since the line was developed.

He specifically asked the members of the development team to use it well when they go back, and it is best to use line for online communication during this time.

So, this is a preliminary experience report.

When you open the email, it is a dense but well-organized paragraph of text.

Ishigami's ability to do things is indeed very good. In such a short time, he collected members' experience suggestions, and made a summary and wrote them into documents.

It can be seen that his ability is not only in terms of hardware technology, but also in terms of software, such as attitude and personality.

Kind but not a good person, he has his own unique insights, and he will come forward when he encounters injustice.

He also has his own way of dealing with interpersonal relationships. Although it seems that his interpersonal relationship is not very good, in fact, every friend he makes and every second of time he is willing to spend is paid for worthwhile.

Just like Makoto Jingu, there are not many friends, but each one is sincere and close to each other.

This team will certainly not last forever.

Again, the team is very young, but some are only young.

Compared with the professionals of some big factories, this team is still far behind.

It is also because the line development is not difficult, and there is no need for a professional team in the early stage, so Makoto Jingu wanted to let them form a team.

On the one hand, because of the lack of initial budget and support, on the other hand, it can also avoid being emptied after the line is successful.

So he had other plans.

It is precisely because of the young team that they are full of enthusiasm and vitality, and have firm ideals.

After the future project gets bigger, they can temporarily leave this team and go to other departments or projects to experience it.

After smoothing their youthfulness, they will come back.

Over time, this group of people will also become Makoto's future team.

And Shi Shang, Jingu Makoto plans to keep him by his side.

Chapter 171: Suicide?

About ten minutes or so of waiting time, the vibration from the desktop and the lit screen pulled Makoto Jingu back from his contemplation.

In order to avoid disturbing Yan Ye, Makoto Jingu turned off the phone's ringer in advance and turned on the vibration mode.

Picking up the phone, Makoto Jingu didn't linger, closed the door gently, and left the apartment freely.

Walking out of the gate of the community, a low-key white Toyota stopped at the intersection.

Makoto Jingu greeted the driver, opened the door and got into the car.

The wheels turned slowly and went straight to the home of the shrine.

Ha, sitting in the car, Makoto Jingu suddenly remembered a coincidence.

It seemed that every time I got along with Yan Ye I had to go home. Although I didn't meet last time, I always chatted with her in the car.

The distance from the apartment to the home is not far, and the car stopped shortly after, before Jingu Makoto left, someone took the initiative to open the door for him.

When I got out of the car, I was faced with a familiar face: the old butler of the Jingong family was waiting for him.

"The young master has become more energetic. It seems that this time has passed very well."

The old butler smiled leisurely, and the wrinkled old spots on his face did not cover the sharp eyes.

"Well, if you are busy with things, you will naturally become energetic, just like finding the direction of life.

Makoto Jingu replied casually after following him.

"That's right, this person, there are two states of having a goal and not having a goal. Some people seem to be rich, but they are muddled every day. They only eat, drink and have fun all day long. They are soaked in women's piles, and their bodies are covered by the surrounding flowers. The world has been ruined, and some people, although temporarily impoverished, have a firm belief that the so-called poverty cannot fall into their ambitions. This is the truth."

It seems that older people love to nag.

In addition, the old housekeeper has a special status, and he is called a servant of the Jingong family, but in fact, he is like a half-family and an elder.

Therefore, Makoto Jingong could only continue his nagging. After all, they were kind.

"Young Master, although you are still young, I hope that Young Master will still stick to your will, hold onto your desires, and not be easily controlled by your own desires, and pay more attention to your body."

The old butler said again.

Ok?

The more Makoto Jingu listened, the more he felt that something was wrong, which didn't seem like the old man's warning to his younger generation.

On the contrary, it seems to be implicitly suggesting something.

His brain reacted quickly, and immediately thought of the key: "You have something to say, did you hear something?"

The old housekeeper was silent for a moment, but smiled kindly.

"Hey, this is boring, right? Half-talking and half-talking."

Makoto Jingu patted the old butler on the shoulder, and whispered in his ear: "You can give me some details, so that I will be less scolded for a while."

The old butler laughed, "Master, please don't worry, it's too late for the lady to hurt you, why would you scold you?"

Oh huh... some more information is revealed.

It seems to be related to my mother.

It is to control desire and pay attention to the body, so you definitely don't have to think too much, and specify the direction of the lower body.

After thinking about it, Jingu Cheng touched his chin and said to himself: "Father is too cunning. It seems that my mother heard the call just now."

"Ahem." The old housekeeper coughed quickly: "Madam and the owner of the house also care about you."

"Hua, it seems that you have heard it too." Jingong Makoto sighed, "I thought it was a private conversation. Just tell me who else knows."

The old housekeeper shook his head quickly: "I don't know anything."

"Eh, you still pretend it's like this."

"Oh, it's here. Madam is waiting for you, Young Master. I'll just wait here. I'll just give you any orders."

The old housekeeper squinted his eyes and restored his usual calmness.

Jingong Makoto was helpless if the old man didn't get in, but he didn't panic, probably guessing what happened.

Opening the door gently, Makoto Jingu's mother sat in the living room.

Seeing Makoto Jingu coming in, the joy in her eyes was instantly uncontrollable, but she abruptly held back, turning her head like an awkward child, deliberately pretending not to see Makoto.

Upon seeing this, Makoto Jingu walked up to her and sat down in front of her with a secret laugh, and whispered, "Mother."

"Ok."