Big Shot’s Reincarnation Sweeps the World

"What are you looking at?" When Sheng Yang came in, he found Yi Juncheng holding the tablet in a daze.

"It's nothing." Yi Juncheng quickly looked away, smiled, then hugged her from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder.

The height difference between them forced him to bend down, which was laborious, but he felt happy, "Did you just take a shower?"

He smelled a scent and his body tensed.

"Yes." Sheng Yang handed him the towel. In fact, she was used to doing her own things before, but now Fang Duo taught her that love is her own business and others should do it. Although she felt weird, she still Decided to give it a try.

Yi Juncheng coughed lightly, not quite getting used to Sheng Yang's change, after all she was so independent, but he liked her very much, he liked her in everything, but he couldn't bear it.

Sheng Yang took advantage of the situation and sat on the chair beside him.

Yi Juncheng had already taken the towel and began to wipe the ends of her hair.

Her hair was wet, but still limp, like smooth, flowing strands.

He never thought that one day he would willingly wipe a girl's hair, and half kneel beside her, bowing his head so willingly.

Sheng Yang took a look at his movements and turned his eyes away. Although he didn't say anything, it seemed like he said everything.

"The entire Mensa side was transferred to me, and they were all sent to work in our company. Are you sure there is no problem with the operation of your Mensa?"

"What's the problem?" Yi Juncheng has always been lazy, but it's not the kind of lack of energy, but the lazy and sexy type, "They are very idle."

If a group of Mensa Club members heard this, they would want to scold their father.

Idlers? Heh, are they very busy? They were sold by the president to do something, and they have to be called idlers. There is no such president.

Sheng Yang covered his lips lightly, which was in line with Yi Juncheng's usual style, after all, Gao Feng was treated like a donkey by him every time.

But Lemon said that they are a black-hearted couple, which she disagrees with.

She glanced at Yi Juncheng, she was kinder and kinder than him after all.

"By the way, I'm going to the Middle East." Yi Juncheng suddenly said casually, and the movement of wiping his hair with his hands didn't pause for a moment, as if he didn't care at all.

But Sheng Yang heard it in his heart all of a sudden, and pricked up his ears, "How long?"

"One week." Yi Juancheng had already dried her hair, and he lifted up a strand, staring straight at her, but kissed the hair lightly with his lips, and said with a smile, "You Worried about me?"

This kind of action, I'm afraid it would have been able to tease people's hearts and make them blush. Only Sheng Yang can be so calm, his face does not change, and he can stand up.

In fact, others don't know that Sheng Yang's heart is not as peaceful as it appears on the surface.

This is not like medicine. Once you encounter a virus, you will have antibodies.

Yi Jun accepted that this virus could not produce antibodies and had no resistance.

She pondered for a moment, then raised her eyes suddenly, her eyelashes were long and sparkling, "Then...be careful in everything."

There was a war going on in the Middle East, and she knew that Yi Juncheng had long been used to such days, not once or twice.

But with a few words of advice, you can never go wrong.

In the past, she always felt that this matter was useless, and she didn't believe that every time her mother said such a few words when her father was on a business trip, it would have the effect of praying for blessings, but at this moment, her mouth had already spoken faster than her brain, and it was A real concern.

Yi Jun smiled, and responded softly, "Okay."