domineering man

The biological clock of self-discipline has lost its effect this time.

On a cool autumn day, curling up in a warm quilt is the perfect time to sleep.

A jet-black head turned twice, and the body under the quilt also twisted, but soon, the opponent's movements seemed to be suddenly pressed the pause button.

Then, the soft quilt was lifted vigorously, exposing a lean and white back to the air.

There were some bruises and red marks on the narrow waist.

Zhao Qian had a mess of hair on his head, and a few hairs pointed straight to the ceiling. He blinked blankly, and it took a while for his brain to return to normal.

"Lie down and don't move."

The hoarse and lazy voice carries the unique magnetism of the morning.

The beauty with disheveled hair trembled her eyelashes, and fell into a quiet light sleep. Her neck and shoulders were exposed outside the quilt, and she could hardly see a few patches of fair skin. The most conspicuous thing was the sucking marks buried in the quilt inside.

And Zhao Qian was stimulated by Yin Su's deep and hoarse voice, and felt that the tailbone began to become crispy and soft.

He thought of the man with messy long hair, the tails of which fell naturally from his back to his shoulders, not only scratching his chest, but also scratching his heart.

Those beautiful and quiet black eyes reflected his profligate appearance, gradually warmed up and took on a seductive color.

Beads of sweat dripped from the smooth chin of the other party, and the other party's body was cold, as if even the beads of sweat were cold.

He just didn't know why, but he felt extremely hot.

Otherwise, his body seemed to be roasted in magma, and even his mind became confused.

With a "gudong", his tired body made him lie on his stomach weakly, but his heart began to burn.

Although, the location seems to be different from what he expected, but...it's very cool.

Zhao Qian looked down at Yin Su's peaceful and light sleeping appearance, and raised his lips and smiled uncontrollably.

It is always very simple to like someone, that is, give him what you have.

The satisfaction in my heart has softened and warmed.

He lay back down again, Yin Su's hand was placed on his heart subconsciously, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he closed his eyes, trying to recall everything that night in his dream.

very nice……

Waking up again, it was already noon, and his head was a little drowsy after sleeping for too long. Yin Su sat up, and the quilt slipped off his body.

Zhao Qian, who was next to him, was sleeping sweetly. He looked at him from the side, not knowing what he was thinking, but those eyes, which were high enough to ignore everything, had unconsciously taken on the temperature that ordinary people should have.

He got off the bed with bare feet, helped Zhao Qian tuck in the quilt, and unscrupulously showed his body like this, and put on his clothes slowly.

Suddenly, he paused, and the long hair hanging down to his chest was conspicuously white.

He strode into the bathroom, and in the bright mirror, he saw that a touch of his hair had turned silvery white.

Fingertips gently twirling the end of the hair, no expression can be seen in the dark pupils.

What does this mean, is he gradually returning to his original form?

The calm eyes became sharp, and I was not very happy in my heart.

"baby?"

A hesitant voice sounded behind him.

Yin Su looked as usual, with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, he turned his head and replied softly: "I am..."

Zhao Qian grinned and didn't speak, just looked at him and smiled.

He blinked and pointed to his lips.

Zhao Qian's eyes lit up, and he walked towards him happily, pouting his lips very actively.

He raised the corners of his lips, stroked Zhao Qian's temple hair, and let out the mirror behind him.

"Your mouth is swollen..."

Zhao Qian was taken aback for a moment, but immediately realized that he was ashamed and embarrassed.

Yin Su looked at him and smiled, but before he could react, his neck was heavy, he lowered his head unconsciously, and was slapped on his mouth.

Zhao Qian laughed triumphantly, and chirped several times.

As soon as Yin Su lowered his head, he saw Zhao Qian's heels standing on tiptoe, and when he thought of his movements, he smiled with crooked eyebrows.

"Like a woodpecker that hasn't grown tall."

Zhao Qian's face changed, and even the dull hair on his head drooped down without energy.

He patted the other person's head comfortingly, sighed and said, "Exercise your body, it needs to be developed."

In fact, Zhao Qian himself is not short, about 180 to 183, but Yin Su is tall, almost 188 to 190, so when he gets close, there will be a comparison.

Zhao Qian wanted to defend himself angrily, but when he raised his eyes, he saw Yin Su's white hair hanging behind him.

He held it up to his eyes, and said in surprise, "Baby, when did you dye your hair without telling me?"

Yin Su's eyes flickered slightly, and he waved the strand of hair in Zhao Qian's hand behind him, and said calmly, "It's been a while."

"But, I didn't seem to see it yesterday, you..."

"Ding dong!"

The sudden sound of the doorbell interrupted Zhao Qian's inquiry.

"I'll open the door..."

He lowered his eyes, turned and walked out of the bathroom.

Some things don't have to be concealed, but speaking out has no meaning other than causing trouble. At least for now, maintaining the status quo is good.

"What's wrong with you, the phone has been disconnected..."

As soon as he opened the door, Wu Mingyuan uttered anxiously, but as soon as he spoke, the words seemed to be blocked in his throat.

He looked at the other party indifferently, not paying any attention to the traces of ambiguous love on his body.

"Baby, who is here?"

Zhao Qian's voice came from inside.

Wu Mingyuan's vicissitudes of youth face switched back and forth between embarrassment and embarrassment to a degree visible to the naked eye.

After a long time, I said dryly: "Ah, the weather forecast says that the temperature will drop today, you remember to add more clothes and drink more... drink more hot water."

Yin Su thought it was funny and invited the other party in.

"Would you like something to drink?"

Seeing Wu Mingyuan's fidgeting look, he kindly didn't make things difficult for the poor single person.

"Boiled water..."

He nodded, and shouted at Zhao Qian who was working in the kitchen: "A glass of boiled water..."

Wu Mingyuan's legs softened and he almost knelt down from the sofa.

The three of them each occupied one side of the sofa, staring at each other, but no one spoke.

Wu Mingyuan was holding a cup of cold white water, like holding a red crest bestowed by the emperor, he didn't dare to put it in or drink it.

This wonderful and eerie atmosphere.

It was Yinsu who asked generously, "Why are you coming to me in such a hurry?"

When it came to business, Wu Mingyuan immediately entered the state, with a serious expression on his face, and took a sip of the undrinked cold white boiled on the table.

A faint voice came from the side.

"I haven't drunk the water yet..."

Wu Mingyuan's face twitched, and he picked it up honestly.

Yin Su gave Zhao Qian a funny look, but Zhao Qian hummed twice.

This is a good time for prostitution, anyone who is interrupted will feel unhappy.

Wu Mingyuan stiffened his back and turned his side to Yin Su, but he sneaked a glance at Zhao Qian from the corner of his eye.

"I wanted to pick you up at the venue yesterday, but I couldn't find it. I thought you might be back with Mr. Zhao, so I didn't worry too much. Who knew something happened this morning. I just won the Best Supporting Actor award. Qu Yang was locked in a room upstairs from the venue."

Wu Mingyuan frowned slightly, and began to concentrate on saying: "At the same time, some videos related to Quyang began to spread on the Internet. I don't know where those media got the news, and rushed to the venue in a swarm, which happened to block Quyang. One is upright, and the furnishings in that room are the same as those in the video."

Qu Yang is well-known to passers-by now, including the way he came out of the room haggard this morning, he was caught by the media. Even if he wanted to wash, he probably couldn't find any reason.

Yin Su leaned back against the sofa, his relaxed and lazy posture was undoubtedly revealed in his gestures.

He gently opened the corner of his mouth: "I left early yesterday without notifying you, I'm sorry."

Wu Mingyuan was his manager. If it was about him, he would give Wu Mingyuan priority, but that was about Zhao Qian.

Wu Mingyuan shook his head.

"It's nothing. The main reason is that I haven't been able to contact you since yesterday. Now the venue has been widely reported by the media. I'm afraid you might be involved in it."

This is not just a matter of Qu Yang alone.

If Qu Yang had done disgraceful acts on the second floor of the venue, then it is conceivable that other people would have been there too...

Yin Su said blankly and harmlessly: "I don't know, I didn't do anything."

Zhao Qian raised his eyes and looked at him, he still remembered some of what happened yesterday.

"That's good, oh, yes, I came to you today, and there is one more thing, the fashion magazine "F" wants to negotiate with you to take a set of promotional photos for the new season, you now..."

He looked at Yinsu's neck and even his Adam's apple were dotted with red, hesitating for a moment and reluctantly said: "You seem to be inconvenient now, let me push it for you."

"F" is a second-tier magazine in China, but its sales volume and popularity far exceed those of some first-tier magazines. It is the best exposure opportunity for newcomers like Yinsu.

Yinsu himself does not reject work, but does not force it.

So he didn't refuse.

"I can go……"

"Are you sure you..."

Wu Mingyuan looked at the marks on his neck that could not be concealed, and he was a little embarrassed.

He said calmly: "It's okay..."

"Okay then, I'll make an appointment to discuss with the other party, but the specific data of your body needs to be prepared in advance."

Just as Wu Mingyuan was about to go on and say that he had arranged for a professional to measure Yinsu's body, Zhao Qian, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "I have..."

Zhao Qian grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

"Everywhere..."

Wu Mingyuan's body froze, and the uncomfortable feeling invaded the cells of his whole body again.

He stood up, smiling a little stiffly.

"Then...that's fine."

He was so full of dirty thoughts that he didn't know how he got to the door.

He looked up at the blue sky and sighed deeply.

Another unremarkable single day.

While trying to announce in the daytime, the naughty Mr. Zhao was lightly poked in the waist by Yin Su.

The whole person was limp and unable to stand up.

Even, as long as Yin Su raises the end of his eyes and gives him a sideways glance, he can lose half of his body.

Yin Su slowly rolled up his trouser legs in front of him, as if he was about to go out to weed the Chinese cabbage.

But Zhao Qian felt that not only could he hoe, but he could also turn over on his own initiative, reaching out when asked to stretch out his hand, and lifting his leg when asked to lift.

So, he muttered unwillingly, "I'm much better than those Chinese cabbages."

Yin Su suddenly turned around and said calmly: "Yes, Chinese cabbage can be eaten, and you can eat it too. Not only can you eat it, but you can also..."

The words behind were blown away by the wind.

But Zhao Qian, who was restless, buried his face in his arms with red ears and didn't make a sound.

Qu Yang's incident was relatively serious, and it also had some impact on Zhao Qian's company. After all, Qu Yang was an artist under his company.

The company quickly issued a statement to completely cancel all activities of Quyang, but the contract was not terminated.

This is what Zhao Qian meant.

Instead of picking him out and giving him a chance to stand up in the future, it is better to hold him firmly in his hands all the time, so that he will not be able to get over this Wuzhi Mountain.

With such a big growth, no one dares to count on him.

It's just that as this matter came to fruition, another matter was gradually brought up.

That is the relationship between Yin Su and Zhao Qian.

There are always people who try to point it out, but these words are like splashes in the huge network, and quickly disappear.

It was Zhao Qian who was controlling public opinion.

He hoped that what came out were all good words.

Looking at the extremely active trumpets, Yin Su seemed to be able to imagine Zhao Qian sitting in front of the computer indignantly alone.

Pointing his finger, he curled his lips and replied.

Yinsu is on my bed v: I am standing at Qiansu!How could Mr. Zhao's overbearing aura be overthrown by Mr. Yin, who is delicate and soft.

Yinsu[email protected] Yinsu is on my bed v: I think you are wrong.

After replying this sentence, he turned off his mobile phone regardless of what remarks would be caused later.

The interview with the magazine went smoother than expected, and the other party settled on him the first time they saw him.

Today happened to be his shooting day.

The marks on the neck haven't faded completely, he originally suggested to cover it with powder, but the other party smirked and said it would be more tasteful.

He chuckled and did not refuse, boldly revealing the traces Zhao Qian had left on him in front of everyone.

"Mr. Yin, you go and change your clothes first, and I'll help you get other clothes."

Xiaoli smiled sweetly with two dimples, and helped him close the door.

Yinsu unbuttoned his shirt slowly, without any haste, and when he took off his shirt, the traces were more conspicuous.

That night, Zhao Qian scratched and bit, which made him, who had always been indifferent, have a strange desire to conquer. Under the collision, both sides were hurt, he was hurt on the outside, and Zhao Qian was hurt on the inside.

With a "squeak", the door was gently pushed open.

He thought it was Xiaoli, but suddenly a soft hand touched his shoulder.

"Mr. Yin, I can't tell, your figure is very good."

The unique fragrance of a woman is accompanied by a deliberate temptation in her exhaled orchid voice.

His eyes sank, and he put on the shirt he had taken off. The moment he turned around, the silver-white hair seemed to be shimmering.

"President Jiang, this is a private place."

The woman in front of him was Jiang Yuebai who had pestered him at the venue before.

After that day, Zhou Sui privately sent a message to remind him.

Jiang Yuebai is obviously interested in him, and is determined to launch an offensive against him.

Yin Suqing's cold and refined appearance makes him more attractive to women than men.

"Don't call me President Jiang, call me Ms. Jiang, don't you know that "F" is my property?"

Jiang Yuebai raised her red lips slightly, and every frown and smile was charming.

As a woman, her ambitions and desires are not small, and she has certain means to grasp what she wants to get and what she hasn't got.

In the business chain, she is even higher than some men.

Yin Su really didn't know about this matter, presumably Wu Mingyuan also didn't know that Jiang Yuebai was interested in him, otherwise he wouldn't have accepted the announcement.

But now that the contract has been signed, Yin Su is not a person without the spirit of the contract.

He looked down at Jiang Yuebai, his eyes were always calm.

"Miss Jiang, please don't delay my making money."

Jiang Yuebai's fox-like eyes narrowed slightly, and coaxingly said: "Mr. Yin, for me, the most worthless thing in the world is money. If you want it, I can give it to you."

While speaking, the hands with red nail polish tried to touch his chest.

"Mr. Yin, the filming begins..."

The door was pushed open vigorously, and an impatient voice stopped abruptly when seeing the scene inside.

The woman in overalls looked at the two of them in surprise, and after a long while, she stammered and said, "Mr. Jiang... President Jiang."

Jiang Yuebai's face was full of boredom, and he shouted in a cold voice: "Get out!"

The woman hurriedly bowed her head and went out.

Seeing that Jiang Yuebai's hand was still trying to wrap his arms around his neck, Yin Su grabbed the other's wrist, regardless of how ungentlemanly his strength was for a woman.

"Miss Jiang, I have someone."

He shook off the other party, turned and left indifferently.

Jiang Yuebai looked at Yinsu's tall and lean back, and his eyes fell on his narrow waist. There was still some burning pain on his wrist, and there was a conspicuous redness around his fair and delicate skin.

It can be seen that Yinsu was really angry just now.

When opening the door, Yin Su found that the door of the changing room was not closed tightly, and there was a gap about a palm wide in the middle. His eyebrows moved slightly, thinking of the woman who had left before.

Yin Su found Wu Mingyuan and explained Jiang Yuebai's matter to him.

This is the first time since his work that his work has been postponed due to personal emotions.

Although I am sorry for the staff who have worked so hard to prepare, he thinks that he is not suitable for work today.

Wu Mingyuan was a little surprised, and then his face became serious, obviously knowing how difficult this woman Jiang Yuebai is.

But he still reassures Yin Su that he will solve the matter here.

Yin Su went back to the Bauhinia Garden alone. At this time, Zhao Qian was still in the company, and he was the only one in the huge living room.

He sat in front of the French windows as usual, silent like a statue.

The plainness between the brows and eyes is gradually covered by haze and complexity.

He thought, he shouldn't get angry today, because this kind of thing is not worth mentioning to him at all.

But I don't know when it started, subtle emotions are like new shoots, just need a spring breeze to shake the twigs and grow in the wind.

He sighed silently.

The strand of white hair shone brightly in the dim light penetrating through the crack of the window.

Everyone in the meeting room fell silent, and the atmosphere of silence was almost suffocating.

Mr. Zhao glanced at the phone just now, and his smiling face immediately sank.

They couldn't help but slander in their hearts.

Sure enough, Mr. Zhao's unusual joy in the past few days is the prelude to this storm.

"The meeting..."

Zhao Qian propped his hands on the table, with a sense of oppression on his non-smiling face.

The others didn't dare to speak, they hurriedly packed their things and rushed out.

The phone was thrown on the table with a "crack", and the screen that lit up showed Yin Su holding Jiang Yuebai's hand, and the two were very close.

Originally, this photo was sent to the media, but the owner was Zhao Qian, and the other party didn't dare to send the photo, so they gave it to him.

Of course he knew about Jiang Yuebai, because the other party was his opponent.

Liang Ziwen jumped from his company to Jiang Yuebai's company.

Now, he still wants to attack Yinsu.

Zhao Qian was a little angry and aggrieved.

Why didn't Yin Su tell him about this, why didn't he push the other party away, why did he still hold the other party's hand.

No one knew that when he saw that photo, he felt as if he was blocked.

He thought that after that night, Yinsu had completely belonged to him.

With this emotion, Zhao Qian stayed alone in the conference room until the evening.

Most of the people outside had already left, but no one dared to disturb Zhao Qian to inform him to get off work.

Outside the window, you can overlook the busy streets, and tall buildings light up the entire night.

The phone on the table rang suddenly, and Zhao Qian was overjoyed, but when he turned around, he saw it was Gao Fang.

"Hey……"

"Yo, what's the matter, listless."

The voice on the other side was noisy and harsh, obviously they were having fun in some box.

Zhao Qian clicked his tongue impatiently, and said angrily, "You don't care about me..."

"Okay, you are addicted to being an office worker, No. [-] Street, come or not."

No. [-] Street was the place where Zhao Qian once opened a gay bar, but after being forced to close by Zhao Xun, it was bought by Gao Fang and turned into a playground again.

Zhao Qian squeezed the phone tightly, thinking that he had waited for a long time without waiting for an explanation from Yinsu, and was holding his breath in his heart.

"go with!"

"Then hurry up..."

Zhao Qian picked up his coat and drove the car to the destination in one go.

When the door opened, Gao Fang saw Zhao Qian's expressionless face, and those who didn't know thought he was here to collect debts.

"What are you doing, scaring everyone."

Gao Fang pulled him in.

Only then did Zhao Qian see that there were several acquainted young masters and a group of accompanying men and women.

He sat alone on the side, with a sullen face and didn't speak, he picked up the bottle and poured it into his mouth.

Gao Fang was taken aback by his imposing appearance.

"My ancestor, I asked you to relax, not to risk your life."

The wine bottle was taken away, and Zhao Qian's cheeks turned red.

"What's the matter with you, work is not going well? People in the company have been poached again?"

When this matter was mentioned, Zhao Qian was not angry at all.

"That bitch Jiang Yuebai wants to rob me."

Everyone was startled by Zhao Qian's yell, Gao Fang quickly grabbed him and made him sit down.

"Your baby?"

Gao Fang knew that the only person who could make Zhao Qian care about was Yin Su.

"Hmph, the photos were all taken, and I saw them all."

After Zhao Qian finished speaking, he picked up the wine bottle and poured it into his mouth.

A voice next to him said disapprovingly: "Little star, whoever pays the money will take off his pants. I didn't say it. Maybe it's your "baby" who hooked up with the other party. If she is really good-looking, I want to too. Play……"

"Oh!"

Zhao Qian's face was gloomy, and the wine bottle in his hand smashed to pieces on the glass table.

The red wine splashed on the opponent's trouser legs, and a piece of debris barely grazed the opponent's ankle.

There was an instant silence in the box, only the colorful lights flickering overhead.

"Try again."

The other party is a second-generation ancestor who usually only knows how to eat, eat, and play. He has never seen such a posture before. Looking at Zhao Qian's gloomy face, he has no doubt that if he dares to say another word, the next wine bottle will hit him on the head superior.

Seeing that the atmosphere was so cold, Gao Fang hurriedly pushed Zhao Qian out, while coaxing in a low voice: "Don't be as knowledgeable as that kind of layman, walk around, I'll open another box for you, we won't play with him."

Zhao Qian didn't move, and said with a cold face: "I want him to apologize..."

The other party was a person of status anyway, he was willing to give Zhao Qian face, but it was impossible to give face to a starlet whom he had never even met.

"Why, sell one..."

"Oh!"

Red liquid accompanied by bright red blood dripped from the opponent's forehead, down the cheeks and from the chin.

Zhao Qian bared his teeth, like a lion cub with fried hair.

"I'm just waiting for you to speak, or I can't find an excuse to hit you."

The author has something to say: I have decided to start "Black Impermanence", followed by "Angel System", and then "Dead Enemy" [Maybe I will fill in a romantic pit on the way]

"Life Experience Hall" I have worked harder, and I will open it after consideration