President Husband, it's too sweet

Seeing Wen Yan lowering his head, Rong Yang didn't know what he was thinking.

"What are you doing standing there, come here."

Wen Yan wore a helmet on his head, but he hadn't taken it off yet because he was walking in a hurry.

It was almost dark at this time, and the light was not bright, so Wen Yan guessed that Rong Yang probably didn't recognize him.

So, Wen Yan bit his lip, hugged the courier in his hand, turned around and ran away.

Rong Yang blinked, Wen Yan, what are you running for?

Most of the box in Wen Yan's hand is for sm. Although he has no personal knowledge of this, but because Lin Yue is selling this, he also learned a lot from Lin Yue.

These things are only bought by customers with special needs.

In the eyes of Wen Yan, who still doesn't have comprehensive knowledge about sex, the things in this box seem to be used by perverts.

Wen Yan shook his head while running, he was very determined in his heart, he was determined not to let Rong Yang's clients use these things on Rong Yang.

Even at the risk of being criticized by Lin Yue, Wen Yan felt it was worth it.

Rong Yang looked at Wen Yan's back who was almost running away.

Is he that scary?

Why did you run away when you saw him?

Obviously, Rong Yang has no idea that in Wen Yan's heart, he has been shaped into a poor person who has to sell his body for some unavoidable reason.

It's no wonder that Rong Yang couldn't think of so much, Rong Yang thought that even if he was misunderstood by Wen Yan as a male publicist, he was still the kind of male publicist who worked well above him.

It's not the poor worm that needs to be treated in the anorectal department.

The reason why Rong Yang bought so many sm supplies was because there was an event in front of Lin Yue's shop, Rong Yang took a look and added it to the shopping cart.

But I didn't expect Wen Yan, who had a very rich mind, to think of so many things.

Rong Yang opened the shopping software and found the seller's phone number.

He called the seller. On the other end of the phone was the voice of a boy who was also young. Rong Yang knew that it was Wen Yan's male friend.

After explaining the situation, the boy on the other end of the phone quickly apologized and said that it would be resolved immediately.

...

Wen Yan put the courier box back on the back seat of the little donkey and fastened it, and drove the little donkey away from the mansion as if fleeing.

At this time, Wen Yan's mood was very complicated.

Not long after Wen Yan left, Lin Yue called.

Wen Yan stopped the car on the side of the road and connected the phone.

"Wen Yan, I just received a complaint from a customer, what's going on?" Lin Yue asked.

Wen Yan sent so many orders, and such a situation has never happened before, so Lin Yue wanted to ask clearly.

Wen Yan paused for a moment, then said, "Lin Yue, can you not make this order?"

He didn't want to use the box in his hand on Rong Yang.

Lin Yue heard something wrong with Wen Yan's voice, "What happened?"

"I... can I come back and say?"

"Well, come back." Listening to Wen Yan's voice, Lin Yue felt that something was really wrong.

For him, it was just a single order, and the loss was not much.

"Ah."

Wen Yan nodded, thanking Lin Yue for understanding him.

...

On the other end of the phone, Rong Yang was still waiting for the seller to deal with it.

At this moment, the phone rang.

The seller said that the full amount will be refunded, and if necessary, a certain amount of loss can be paid, so this order will not be made.

Rong Yang looked at the amount of compensation, tens of dollars.

What does he want these dozens of dollars for?What he wanted was for the little white rabbit to come to his door by himself.

Unexpectedly, the little white rabbit had just arrived at the door and slipped away when he saw him.

Rong Yang frowned, his slender white hands supported his beautiful chin, what went wrong?

...

And here, Wen Yan rode a small electric donkey back to Lin Yue's house.

Take the goods out of the box and put them back in the warehouse.

Lin Yue folded his arms, seeing Wen Yan lowered his eyebrows, looking a little dejected, "Tell me, what's going on?"

Wen Yan bit his lip, thinking of Rong Yang sitting by the swimming pool, he felt blocked, "Lin Yue, I'm in love with someone I shouldn't be in love with."

"Did you meet that person when you were delivering something just now?" Lin Yue asked curiously.

"Yeah." Wen Yan nodded.

"A Yue, I fell in love with a male publicist."

man publicist?

Lin Yue's eyes widened, "Huh? Male public relations? Is it what I understand the meaning of those three words?"

"En." Wen Yan lowered his head.

"Is he the one you said last time, the one you really like?"

"En." Wen Yan nodded again.

"Well, you really—" Lin Yue didn't know what to say.

It's not good to like someone, like male public relations, these people are out to sell, use their flesh to make money, can they have sincerity?

Lin Yue asked tentatively, "Then does he like you?"

like?

Wen Yan remembered the last time Rong Yang gently applied medicine to him, and instantly blushed, "He doesn't like me, we only met a few times."

Lin Yue was a little speechless, "So, you fell in love with a duck unilaterally?"

Wen Yan bit his lip, "Well, it's probably like this."

Seeing the disgusted expression on Lin Yue's face, Wen Yan quickly said, "Except for this, he is very good, really, very good."

Good looking to the extreme, tall, good figure, fair skin, and most importantly, he is very gentle.

It's exactly the type that Wen Yan likes.

Seeing Wen Yan's efforts to defend the male publicist, Lin Yue wanted to laugh a little, what does it mean to be good except for this, and to do this profession is to be a complete stain on one person, okay?

However, as a friend, Lin Yue had no choice but to persuade him: "Wen Yan, don't get too involved, others will look down on you, so don't be a fool."

"I know." Wen Yan actually knew it very well.

Everyone understands the truth, but whenever Wen Yan thinks of Rong Yang, his heart beats faster.

This is a feeling that I have never had before in other people.

...

Rong Yang tried to place an order again, but found that he could no longer place an order in this store.

Have you been blocked?

When Li Qian came in with a large stack of documents, Mr. Rong who saw them frowned at his phone.

Li Qian wondered in his heart, what kind of big problem happened to make their president so anxious?

Just when Li Qian put the documents on Rong Yang's desk and was about to leave.

Rong Yang raised his head, frowned and asked, "Li Qian, is there any shopping software on your phone?"

"Yes." Li Qian was a little puzzled. It's the 21st century. If there is no such a shopping software on the mobile phone, wouldn't it be a caveman?live in ancient times.

"Turn on the phone, and I'll place an order on your phone."

"Huh? Good." Although Li Qian didn't understand Rong Yang's meaning, as an assistant to the president, he was obliged to obey Rong Yang's instructions.

Li Qian unlocked the phone and handed it to Rong Yang.