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Kuangzheng changed the windshield for the Panamera, and then went to the Bentley 4S store to pick up a Mercedes. He ordered it a week ago, and after all the formalities were completed, Baochan called.

"Hey, brother!" Baochan suppressed his voice, not daring to speak loudly.

Kuang sat down in the rest area: "What's going on, it's like being a thief."

Bao Chan was a little embarrassed: "I'm afraid my senior brother will hear."

The staff brought the coffee, Kuangzheng thanked him, and said on the phone: "Brother, come and pick me up."

It's okay to pick up one trip, Kuang Zheng was going to go there, but Bao Chan's state, this guilty tone, he raised the corners of his mouth: "Why, is it really embarrassing?"

"No button..." Baochan refused to admit it, "I just need you to pick it up."

Isn't that still a deduction, Kuang Zheng teased him: "If I don't pick it up, I won't let you go home?"

That's what it means, but Baochan insisted: "I didn't say that..."

"It's okay," Kuang Zheng said sarcastically, "The phone was not confiscated from you."

"If it's confiscated, what can I bring to call you?" Bao Chan pointed at him with a vicious little vigor, "Let's not talk about this first, come later, don't be empty-handed."

"Ok?"

"Buy some fruits, gift boxes and so on," Baochan thought for a while, "By the way, the milk powder, brother Xiaonong must be happy."

"Wait a minute," Kuang Zheng didn't keep up with the progress of his door-to-door marriage proposal, "Aren't you going to make amends and negotiate with your senior brother? Why is it like meeting the parents?"

"What kind of negotiation?" Baochan avoided the point of "meeting the parents", "it's all family."

Kuangzheng raised his eyebrows, he understood, Baochan just got rid of his furious senior brother: "It's too troublesome to buy things, so, I'll choose a few online, and I'll definitely deliver them tonight."

"No," Baochan said, "Can the one delivered by the courier be the same as the one you brought?"

At this moment, Kuangzheng realized that Baochan has a "natal family". Although he can't talk about marriage like a big girl, if he wants to get him, he must take him home in a legitimate way.

"If you don't show some sincerity right now," Baochan muttered, "When will you show..."

"Understood," Kuang Zheng said with a smile, "What else does our little Baoer have to say?"

"You," Baochan instructed, "keep a low profile with senior brother, don't go too crazy."

"Am I crazy?" Kuang Zheng didn't admit it, "When did I see you Ruyizhou people with their tails between their legs?"

"It's about this time," Baochan complained, "Brother, don't talk back to me."

Kuang Zheng was a little dumbfounded. He was the VP of M&A and the president of the private bank. He always said the last sentence. Today, he was labeled as "talking back" by his little boyfriend, and he couldn't laugh or cry: "Okay, daughter-in-law, just wait. I'll be right there!"

After finishing speaking, he immediately hung up the phone, abruptly cut off half of Baochan's words: "What are you talking about, who is your wife..."

He drove a new car to buy fruit, and took a box of light snow strawberries, a box of intellectual golden cars, and a pair of sons of the sun. When Wang Lin was out of stock, he exchanged a box of winter love. These, as well as a few cans of imported milk powder, went to Shi Kuoting's house in large and small packages.

When he went upstairs, he put his things under his feet and knocked on the door.

The door opened quickly, but only a crack, and Ying Xiaonong stepped out: "Hey, Brother Kuang is here."

Kuangzheng felt a headache when he saw him. Last time, this kid played tricks on him, and he came back and knocked on the door in anger. At this time, he had to pretend to be docile: "Xiao Nong, I'll pick up Baochan."

Ying Xiaonong put his foot in front of the door, raised his chin, and raised his chin, "The treasure is the crown jewel of our Ruyizhou, you can pick it up as soon as you say?"

Kuang Zheng knew that there would be trouble, but he didn't expect that he wouldn't even let the door in: "What's the matter, you have to go through a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire?"

"Dare to love!" Ying Xiaonong's style was naturally sassy, ​​"It's still difficult for Tang Monk to learn the scriptures. If you 'take' such a living person back, you will have to pass three tests!"

Kuangzheng flicked back the hem of his suit and smiled. Today is the day when he and Baochan are happy. If someone blocks the door, he dares to greet him: "Okay, come on."

Ying Xiaonong's eyes rolled, and there was a bad idea: "You said you came, and you didn't set off a firecracker or anything. So, just shout a few times at the door, so that the neighbors upstairs and downstairs can hear you. You come to take Baochan home."

What?Kuang Zheng was staring at him, he was in his late thirties, he was still a boss, it was embarrassing to shout all over the corridor.

"Why, I don't want to bark," Ying Xiaonong made a gesture to go back to the room, "Forget it if you don't bark."

"Call, call," Kuang Zheng pulled him back, and cleared his throat angrily, "Bao'er, I... I'll take you home!"

Ying Xiaonong was satisfied, and smiled like a flower: "One more time."

Kuang Zheng glanced at him: "Bao'er! I'll take you home!"

Ying Xiaonong leaned against the door: "Twice."

"Bao'er!" After all the shouting, Kuangzheng went all out, "I'll take you home!"

With a click, the door of the neighbor next door opened, and it was the shirtless elder brother again, with a cigarette in his mouth, who was amused when he saw Kuangzheng: "What's the matter, buddy, my wife runs to her mother's house all day long?"

Kuang Zheng's face was blue and purple, he ignored him, he gritted his teeth and asked Ying Xiaonong: "Is it alright?"

The old god Ying Xiaonong is here: "You have passed the first level, but the second level..."

Kuang Zheng stared at him burningly.

"I don't make things difficult for you," Ying Xiaonong rolled up his wrists, his palms lit up, "Fifty push-ups."

Really not embarrassed, Kuangzheng immediately took off his suit, threw it on Ying Xiaonong, and unbuttoned his shirt.

His figure is usually invisible when he is wrapped in a suit, but a thin white shirt is stretched under his eyes, and he is sweating a little, his muscles are so sexy.

"Fuck, daughter-in-law!" The shirtless elder brother spoke again, "Come on, come on! Bring two stools over here, the man who smashed the door last time is here to do push-ups!"

Kuang Zheng got down on the ground with a dark face, put his hands on the ground, and did it quickly one second at a small place by the door.Ying Xiaonong yelled the number to him, and when he yelled 39, it changed to [-], and after yelling [-], it changed to [-], and this went back and forth over and over again, until he had done a hundred or two hundred, before giving up.

Kuang Zheng got up profusely sweating, patted the ashes on his hands, and glanced out of the corner of his eye, the couple next door were really sitting on a stool watching the fun, and the woman was wearing a facial mask, so she almost ate melon seeds.

Kuang Zheng let out a breath and looked directly at Ying Xiaonong: "The third level."

"The third level," Ying Xiaonong smiled slowly, "If you want to take someone away, why don't you have to give uncle a red envelope?"

Kuang Zheng laughed along with him, yelling, doing push-ups, and getting money, which is the easiest way to get money. He brushed his sweaty hair: "I personally injected funds into Yanbo Zhishuang Club and Ruyizhou Foundation," he pushed Ying Xiaonong "How much do you tell me?" Then he kicked the door open, "My dowry money."

He broke into the house covered in hot sweat, Shi Kuoting was waiting for him in the living room, wearing a long gown, with an empty chair in front of him, he walked over and Da Ma Jindao sat down.

When Shi Kuoting looked at him, his eyes were not gentle, even fierce. Kuangzheng understood that a man can’t be called a man without such vigor: "Kuoting," he lowered his head earnestly, "I'll take Baozhan back Home."

At the door, Ying Xiaonong was carrying things into the house, Shi Kuoting glanced at him, "You have money, but we don't care about it," he said clearly, "What we want is your heart."

Kuang Zheng looked into his eyes without blinking: "What I give is also my heart."

The two men are about the same age. When it comes to their ages, Kuating would have to call Kuangzheng brother, but because of Baochan, he has to stand up and support his junior brother: "Baochan didn't have a father when he was young, and he didn't have a mother when he grew up. You can't Bully him," he said in a low voice, but his sentences were firm, "If you dare to bully him, I, Xiao Nong, and Ruyizhou will go up and down and fight you desperately."

Kuang Zheng did not hesitate: "I hold him as a treasure."

Shi Kuoting knew that he kept his word, and continued, "You have to go through the formalities."

Kuang Zheng didn't understand all of a sudden.

"If you can't do it in China, go to a foreign country," Shi Kuoting sullenly said, "In short, you have to have a certificate."

What he meant was getting married. Needless to say, all future plans were planned. Life was full of joys and sorrows. One day, he had an accident. Besides his parents, his property would be treasured: "Definitely."

With these two items, Shi Kuoting felt relieved: "We are poor singers, so we have nothing to give you," he said solemnly, "The 50.00% stake in Yanbo Zhishuang Club is considered a bride price from our side."

Kuangzheng was stunned, just now Ying Xiaonong asked him for a red envelope, and he agreed to inject capital into Yanbo Zhishuang. It took only 2 minutes, and the money returned to his pocket. Whether it was a coincidence or a design, once he entered a house, he was a family. people.

"From today on," Shi Kuoting sat upright, "You are a member of our Ruyi Continent."

A member, Kuangzheng's heart is burning hot, he and Baochan haven't really combined yet, but in a sense, they have been kinked together from a deeper level, something tougher than lips, tongue, and flesh. Inseparable.

Shi Kuoting stretched out his hand to him with a complicated expression: "You have to treat Baochan well."

As soon as Kuang Zheng grasped it tightly, it was more powerful than words.

"Brothers for more than ten years," Shi Kuoting said with emotion, "There is delicious food, Baochan is the first to look for me, and he is the first to look for me when he is bullied. From now on...he will leave it to you."

Kuangzheng asked him to do it, and his eyes were a little hot. The shouting in the corridor, the dirty push-ups, and this conversation just now were all formalities, but the form itself is power. Because of these forms, he confirmed that Baochen It is precious, remember that this person is hard-won.

Shi Kuoting let go of his hand and smiled kindly.

"Find a time this week," Kuang Zheng said, "You take Ruyizhou and I take Wanrong Zhenhui. Let's have a meal together and have a friendship."

Shi Kuoting nodded and pointed to the east room.

Baochan stood up in that room, his sweat-drenched shirt was a bit embarrassed, he really didn't look like a bridegroom official, he pushed the door and went in, under the bright sunlight by the east window, was the person he was thinking of.

"Brother." Baochan walked towards him with the light behind his back.

Kuangzheng embraced him with both hands, caressed that straight thin back, and that warm face, his heart beat powerfully in his chest, he kissed him, regardless of the location, forgot to breathe, but Baochan frowned. Brows, a little hesitant.