Liuxiang

The morning sun shines on the green vegetation in front of the courtyard.

Located in the middle of the mountain, the morning of the 25th of every month is a rare time for family gatherings where everyone will be present.

During this time, Shang Huaiyan, who can pretend not to see even the Chinese New Year, will also appear.

In any case, he still bears the name of the CEO, and every month he has to participate in discussions on the future development of the group, and report on his achievements in the past month.

Most of the time, Shang Huaiyan has no objection to this, as long as they are not chatting, they will involve the matter on him.

A round of discussion just ended at the dinner table.

The sound of spoons and chopsticks colliding with porcelain was heard sporadically. Shang Huaiyan was drinking porridge with a pile of pickles in front of him. Before he had eaten two bites, his father, who was sitting in the second seat on the right, frowned and asked, "I heard people say , Yesterday you called a lot of people in a row at night, asking them to participate in some old godmother show?"

Shang Huaiyan didn't hide it: "Yes."

Father Shang was displeased: "Why are you making such a fuss? Do you know what people say about you outside now?"

Shang Huaiyan put down the spoon, with a half-smile: "I don't know, and I'm not very interested. After all, the mouth grows on other people. If they like to talk, they can talk about it. It's not just me, Dad, do you think so?"

Father Shang's face darkened, and just as he was about to speak, the old man sitting on the main seat cast his eyes on Shang Huaiyan.

He waved his hand, stopped his son's words, and said kindly to his grandson: "If you have someone you like, remember to bring it back and show it to your family. As long as you really like it, we have no objection in principle."

The old man smiled again and said to the people at the table:

"In the blink of an eye, Huai Yan has also reached the age of marriage, and I don't know what beautiful child I will bring back. We are all old, and I don't know if I will see the birth of my great-grandson at my age—"

All the people sitting at a table laughed, and you easily brought the topic over with one sentence.

Only Shang Huaiyan, who was sitting among them, frowned slightly because of his grandfather's special words.

After eating a bland breakfast for two hours, at nearly 09:30, Shang Huaiyan left his home and calmly gave himself a vacation, instead of going to the company, he went straight back to the villa.

The moment he got home and opened the door, all the colorful translucent balloons crashed into Shang Huaiyan's eyes, those that fell on the ground, those on the table, floated in mid-air, and piled up in the living room, turning the familiar place into a living room. Wedding scene.

Shang Huaiyan swept his eyes and found Yi Baitang who was sitting at the dining table. He asked, "What's the matter..." Shang Huaiyan pushed aside the balloon in front of him and walked towards him, "You have a good impression of balloons today ?”

It is ten o'clock in the morning.

Two hours ago, Yi Baitang was wearing a pajamas and sitting here.

He looked up at Shang Huaiyan, and hit a golden balloon at Shang Huaiyan.

Shang Huaiyan raised his hand to catch it.

Yi Baitang: "Try it."

Shang Huaiyan: "..." He took a bite and complained after eating, "I really feel like I'm eating a balloon now."

Yi Baitang said in a deep tone, "It really is."

Shang Huaiyan: "So what?"

He finally pushed aside all kinds of balloons and came to Yi Baitang's side.

The people sitting at the dining table pursed their lips slightly, their eyes fell on the raw materials that were made into pulp in the bowl, and then on Shang Huaiyan.

He said to himself: "It's not the ratio of raw materials, it's not the temperature, it's not the equipment, it's not the taste..."

why--

He just can't cook that amazing dish last night?

Yi Baitang suddenly waved to Shang Huaiyan.

Shang Huaiyan: "?"

He still leaned over and teased, "Why, do you want to give me a good morning kiss?"

Before he finished speaking, Yi Baitang had already pressed his lips to it.

When the skin touches the skin, it is like being bumped head-on by a cloud, first there is a kind of tender softness, and then it is surrounded by soft tenderness.

Things happened so fast that Shang Huaiyan didn't have time to close his eyes.

He saw the sunlight coming in from the window behind Yi Baitang, covering the man sitting in front of him with a layer of gold, and then lighting up the man's face with a little bit of peripheral light. The eagle spreads its wings.

Shang Huaiyan held his breath quietly until his lips and teeth were pried open, and another person stuck his tongue into his mouth.

The kiss of exchanging breath and saliva ends.

Yi Baitang did not immediately distance the two of them, but put his arm around Shang Huaiyan's shoulder.

Still not wrong...

He thought so anxiously.

My feelings are the same as last night. I want to talk to Huai Yan, sit with Huai Yan, or sleep with Huai Yan.

He lowered his head slightly, buried his head on Shang Huaiyan's neck, and sniffed him in frustration.

Shang Huaiyan was a little taken aback, and his body tensed up.

After sniffing, Yi Baitang's mind calmed down a little. He raised his head, opened the distance between the two of them, then took Shang Huaiyan's hand and pressed it to his chest, and then pressed his own hand to Shang Huaiyan's. Chest, feel the heartbeat of the other party at the same time, and drive your own heartbeat to become the same frequency as the heartbeat of the other party.

Shang Huaiyan realized what Yi Baitang was doing, and his shoulder jumped!

The sounds of heartbeats in different chests coincided with the sounds of heartbeats.

Yi Baitang put down his hand.

He pursed his lips slightly, with a serious expression, stood up from the chair, and then turned the chair he was sitting on, from being at right angles to Shang Huaiyan's chair to being side by side with Shang Huaiyan's chair.

Then, Yi Baitang sat down again, thigh to thigh and arm to arm with Shang Huaiyan.

That's not enough.

Yi Baitang looked left and right, found a red ribbon on the table, tied their wrists together with a calm face, and prepared to tie the knot.

At this moment, Shang Huaiyan, who had been a little confused since Yi Baitang's actions just now, finally came to his senses. He took one end of the red ribbon from Yi Baitang's hand, and cooperated with another person to draw it between the two. There is a bow tie on the hand.

After all this was done, Yi Baitang took a long inhale and exhaled long.

With a pious attitude, he dragged Shang Huaiyan's hand to make balloon slurry again and blow out the balloon through the equipment.

Two new golden balloons were formed.

Yi Baitang first gave Shang Huaiyan one, and then put the other one to his mouth.

When the tip of his tongue touched the surface of the balloon and the taste entered his mind, Yi Baitang was disappointed again.

It still doesn't smell like yesterday!

why!

I made a pleasant and favorite taste yesterday!

If the taste of this kind of feeling is to ask for "feelings", then I obviously meet the conditions!

I just like-

"I said," Shang Huaiyan said suddenly. At this moment, Yi Baitang was dragging his hand back and forth. He looked at him with a delicate expression, "Did you—" He coughed lightly Say, "Do you like me?"

Yi Baitang's inner drama was interrupted.

He turned his face away, looked at Shang Huaiyan for three seconds, then turned his face back as if nothing had happened, untied the red ribbons from their hands, picked up the mobile phone on the table, and went to make a call outside the villa.

Years of love experience clearly told Shang Huaiyan the true heart of Yi Baitang at this moment.

He burst out laughing.

Outside the villa, the sunny weather and warm wind could not dispel the haze in Yi Baitang's heart.

With a sullen face, he called someone he didn't really want to contact, but had to contact at this time...

The call is answered quickly.

Yi Baitang took the lead: "It's me."

An impatient voice came from the other end: "Your name is flashing on the screen of the mobile phone. It is so big that I can see it clearly even if I am old."

Yi Baitang swallowed his anger: "I have tasted the taste of food with emotion, there is really emotion in the food."

A moment of silence.

The other end smiled: "Very good, you are getting started."

Yi Baitang added: "But I have a question, why sometimes I can succeed and sometimes I can't?"

There was another laugh from the other end, and the voice was full of the pride of a little brat wanting to frame me ten years earlier: "You only succeeded once, right?"

Yi Baitang: "..."

Yi Baitang advanced the topic as if nothing had happened: "I want to know the secret of success, grandpa."

"Ha ha--"

On the phone, grandpa's laughter came clearly.

他 说:

"Then try to walk in front of me, so that you are qualified to get the secret of success."

The phone was hung up.

Yi Baitang, who couldn't get an answer after making the phone call, was even more frustrated.

When he re-entered the room, he saw Shang Huaiyan sitting where he was originally sitting, looking at him thoughtfully.

Yi Baitang: "..."

He was a little nervous.

The next moment, Shang Huaiyan dragged his voice: "Baitang——"

Yi Baitang quickly interrupted the other party: "Okay."

Shang Huaiyan raised his eyebrows.

Yi Baitang came to sit down opposite Shang Huaiyan.

He pondered for a while, and said seriously: "The operation of Youtree Restaurant is on the right track, and now it's almost time to add some ingredients that are different from the common ingredients in the market."

Shang Huaiyan listened patiently.

Yi Baitang said again: "I'll take you to a place that sells ingredients that are not commonly seen in the market."

Shang Huaiyan looked at Yi Baitang.

Within a short distance, this man looked serious, as if inviting himself into his world.

It was also in this rush, under Shang Huaiyan's smile, a trace of uncertainty suddenly rose in his heart.

All his getting along with Yi Baitang up to now has been smooth and harmonious.

But what about later?

Shang Huaiyan realized that he hadn't thought about this question before.

Will they go any further?

Is it necessary to go further?