Three smiles

After taking a shower, Wei Cong walked out of the bathroom while wiping his hair. Seeing that Wang Sanxiao was not in the room, he put a towel around his neck and walked to his big bed. There was a copy of "Friends" on the bedside table. He picked it up and read it bored.

Just after reading a few words, the door clicked, and Wang Sanxiao walked in with a bag, and the bathrobe was loosely tied, revealing her sexy and strong chest during her actions.

Wei Cong put down the book, leaned against the head of the bed and looked at him with interest, and couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" Wang Sanxiao walked over, turned him over, picked up a towel and wiped off the wet water on his back.

Wei Cong hugged the pillow and said, "I don't know, I just want to laugh when I see you."

"Mr. Wei is taking it for fun?" Wang San smiled coolly, and took out an anti-inflammatory ointment, "I bought some traumatic medicine from Xiong Da, bear with it," he said, smearing it with his fingers indiscriminately. on his wound.

Wei Cong trembled all over, and hummed involuntarily.

Wang San laughed loudly: "I didn't expect the domineering president to be so sensitive, it really opened my eyes."

"...I'm in pain," Wei Cong said gloomily, "Can you ask San Shao to apply the medicine with a cotton swab? Your fingers are neither light nor heavy, and the wound hurts when you press it."

Wang San smiled and ignored it, and squeezed out a big lump of ointment on his wound, and then rubbed his palms as easily as kneading dough. Wei Cong was so painful that his whole body trembled, and even cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

Then he took out a bottle of Yunnan Baiyao powder, sprinkled it evenly on him, and said lazily, "Cotton swabs cost money."

Wei Cong was not killed by the car bomb, but almost died on Wang Sanxiao's bed, hugging the pillow weakly: "Third Young Master is really diligent and thrifty in managing the house, which is admirable."

"Thank you Mr. Wei for your compliment," Wang Sanxiao said calmly, "What I mean is that you are not even worthy of asking me to open a pack of cotton swabs."

"..." Wei Cong turned sideways, looked up at the condescending Wang Sanxiao, and stretched out his hand to grab the strap of his bathrobe.

Wang San looked at him with a half-smile.

Wei Cong pulled the strap lightly, and the bathrobe opened wide, revealing a beautiful and sexy body. Wang Sanxiao lifted the bathrobe and stepped onto the bed, pulled Wei Cong up, leaned over and kissed him.

It was neither too early nor too late, and the sun had not yet set. The two of them were in high spirits, playing upside down, until the last ray of afterglow disappeared into the sky, and the whole room was plunged into darkness.

A sweaty arm stretched out, fumbled on the bedside table to turn on the lamp, and the warm light illuminated a gentle corner of the big bed.

Wang Sanxiao was lying on his back with one hand behind his head, looking at Wei Cong, laughing intermittently.

Wei Cong wiped the sweat off his forehead: "What are you laughing at?"

"I don't know, I just want to laugh when I see you."

"... Huh?" Wei Cong felt that these words sounded so familiar, and it took him a while to realize that they were his own words just now. He couldn't help laughing, leaned over and put his arms around him, and said with a smile: "This time it's the third turn. Don't take it for fun?"

Wang San smiled obscenely as he lingered on his smooth muscles and licked his lips: "The fun has been taken, I am very satisfied."

Wei Cong laughed loudly, and kissed him on the face: "I'm also very satisfied...Three smiles, I've been waiting for this moment for a long time, I can't believe that we can still have such a day."

Wang San looked at him with a smile and didn't speak. The two looked at each other for a moment, then he put his arm around Wei Cong's neck, raised his face and kissed him.

It has been several days since returning to Beijing from Karamay. When Mu Xixi heard that Wang Sanxiao was back, he rushed to the hotel in a hurry, and when he opened the door, he took out a jade belt plate like a treasure, and held it in front of Wang Sanxiao: "Brother Xiao Look, did I miss it?"

"Hmm... very good Qiushan jade," Wang San smiled and nodded, "It's hot outside, come in."

Mu Xixi walked into the room, and when he saw the people inside, he was shocked and jumped half a meter away in an instant, startled: "Why are you here?"

Standing in front of the full-length mirror, Wei Cong fastened his shirt buttons one by one, straightened his tie, gave him a disdainful look, and said calmly, "Why can't I be here?"

"This is my laughing brother's room!"

"That's right," Wei Cong flicked his cuffs, "The room where I smile three times."

"..." Mu Xixi gasped, turned to look at Wang Sanxiao, his sparkling eyes were full of shock and condemnation.

Wang Sanxiao took a sip of tea with a teacup in his hand, and smiled: "Xi Xi, come, let me introduce, this is my new boyfriend Wei Cong."

"I don't accept it!!!" Mu Xixi went crazy in an instant, rubbing his hands on his face, shaking his head wildly like a oil bottle whose mother remarried, "I don't accept him! No! Brother Xiao, you can't marry him! !! He is a scumbag!!!”

Wang San smiled brightly: "Marry?"

"That's not the point," Wei Cong patted him on the shoulder, walked over his body to the door, raised his hand, lovingly stroking Mu Xixi's hair, and asked softly, "Little friend, what do you call me?"

Mu Xixi stood stiffly, swallowed hard, and tremblingly said: "... Qi, Grandpa Qi..."

"Then you still dare to call me a scumbag!" Wei Cong raised his voice and slapped him on the back of the head, "I have no tutor, believe it or not, I will pack you and send you to your hometown?"

Mu Xixi was crying like a concubine, "But...how did you reconcile with Brother Xiao?"

"Yeah, how did you get back together?" Wei Cong raised his head to look at the void thoughtfully, and said to himself imposingly, "Maybe it's because sincerity is as good as gold and stone."

Wang Sanxiao silently lowered his head and drank his tea, feeling that this guy was a bit smug, took two sips of tea slowly, and raised his voice: "Isn't someone going to work?"

"Go now," Wei Cong picked up his suit and walked out of the room, took two steps, then suddenly turned his head and pointed at Mu Xixi, "Stop talking nonsense."

Mu Xixi wanted to sell all his secrets to Wang Sanxiao immediately.

Wang Sanxiao let Mu Xixi into the room, brewed a cup of Biluochun, took the jade belt plate and looked at it: "Where did you get it?"

"Brother Han sold it to me." Mu Xixi pointed to the 18K gold buckle on it. "He said that the belt plate is not complete. A complete set should consist of more than ten pieces. He only has this one, so he inlaid it." The buckle can be used as a pendant strap."

Wang San smiled and rubbed the ancient jade, and suddenly raised his head in surprise: "Brother Han?"

"Li Hanbai from Suihanzhai," Mu Xixi was full of praise, "I found him to be a really good person, not tepid, easy to handle, demure like a delicate flower shining on the moon, and acting like a weak willow supporting the wind."

Wang San smiled and clicked his tongue, thinking of Jiaohua?Weak willow?That's the way you haven't seen him eating people, but in the eyes of this little boy, it seems that the whole world is kind. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel his heart move, he raised his eyelids calmly and looked at Mu Xixi, Can such a tender, watery little white lotus really grow in the big dye vat of the Wei family?

Mu Xixi pointed to the carvings on the jade belt board: "Brother Han said that the carvings on the top are birds and the bottom are animals. This is what it looked like in ancient times when hunting."

"That's right. This flying bird looks fierce and vigorous. It should be a falcon. The animal below is huge and strong. It is a black bear. This is a pattern highly respected by the northern nomads. Eagles and bears imply heroes," Wang San smiled. He took the jade belt board and looked it over and over again, "How much did you pay for it?"

"I haven't given you the money yet, Brother Han said trust me, let me take it away and ask an expert to have a look, and I can pay you later," Mu Xixi chuckled, "I know it's all because of your face, Brother Xiao."

"I don't have such a big face," Wang San smiled and returned the jade belt plate to him, "It's your brother Han who knows how to be a man, let's go, I will accompany you to pay the money, and check if my bronze mirror has been repaired."

The two drove to Panjiayuan. On the way, Mu Xixi seemed to be sitting on a pegboard under his buttocks, moving back and forth, hesitant to speak, and hesitant to speak...

Wang San glanced at him with a smile, he could tell with his toes that this guy had something to say, but he still looked indifferent, as if he didn't feel anything.

Mu Xixi couldn't bear it anymore, and clenched his hands into fists: "Brother Xiao!"

"Ok?"

"Are you really reconciled with Seventh Master?"

"Is the scene you just saw fake?"

"No," Mu Xixi said dejectedly, "but he...he is..."

Wang San smiled and said word by word: "He is selfish, cruel, irresponsible, and irresponsible..."

Mu Xixi looked up at him in astonishment.

Only Wang San smiled faintly: "But I like him."

"No! You're not like this..." Mu Xixi couldn't believe it, "The Xiaoge I know is not like this!"

Wang San smiled and looked at him with interest, and said with a smile: "What kind of person do you know Brother Xiao?"

"Anyway, I won't forgive him easily!" Mu Xixi said bitterly, "A scum like my Seventh Grandpa, he doesn't deserve your forgiveness, so let him be a dog in peace!"

Wang San laughed loudly, took out a gold silk jade paperweight, and looked at the sun with a smile: "This is given to me by your seventh master, isn't it very beautiful? The phoenix is ​​flying, and its feathers..."

Mu Xixi opened his mouth wide open in a daze, and after a long while, he murmured: "You can grab a piece of jade without a fight, Brother Xiao, if I knew you were so easy to chase, there is no business about my seventh master," he suddenly raised his spirits, Put that piece of jade belt board into Wang Sanxiao's hand, "Here it is for you, mine is Hetian jade, from the Song and Jin Dynasties, it is much more expensive than his broken stone, Brother Xiao, you kicked him, think about it me."

Wang Sanxiao pinched the jade belt board, and twitched his mouth lightly: "Xiong, I like him. I think it looks good when he gives me a stone. If I don't like him, even if he gives all the gold and jade in Karamay If you bought them all, it would be in vain.”

Mu Xixi wailed depressedly: "But why do you like him as a scumbag?"

"I'm just wondering," Wang Sanxiao pinched his chin and asked, "Who played with the scumbag back then and got me around?"

Mu Xixi sighed annoyedly: "I just met you at that time. If he offered 1000 million now, I wouldn't help him, hum! Let me tell you, Brother Xiao, I know that Qiye betrayed you to marry Miss Yang. Married, although he didn't get married at that time, but the dog can't change eating shit, there will be another one, and now the eldest aunt and the third grandfather are jointly bullying him, maybe one day he will sell himself again for power What are you going to do then?"

"Sell yourself for glory?" Wang Sanxiao thought about this word, and couldn't help laughing, "I have no choice but to castrate him first, and then kick him away."

Mu Xixi felt a chill between his legs, and said embarrassingly: "Kicking is enough, but... still need to castrate?"

Wang Sanxiao didn't know what he thought of, he licked his lips with an evil smile, and said with a smile: "I have used quite good things, but I haven't used them enough, want to give them to others? There is no way."

"...What, what?" Mu Xixi blushed, clamped her thighs shyly, and murmured, "Why can't I understand..."

While talking, the two arrived at Suihanzhai, and there were no guests inside. Li Hanbai was sitting in an old-fashioned rocking chair and slowly flipping through an auction catalog. When he saw the two coming in, he stood up and said with a smile, "Your honored guest."

Wang Sanxiao shook hands with him: "I'm bothering Boss Li again."

"Third Young Master is too polite." Li Hanbo's eyes fell on the jade belt plate in Mu Xixi's hand, "Third Young Master, have you seen this belt plate?"

"Jin's early works," Wang San smiled and patted Mu Xixi on the shoulder, "accompany Xixi to give money, and take a look at my bronze mirror."

Li Hanbai opened a museum cabinet, took out the bronze mirror, put it on the table of the Eight Immortals, and said with a shallow smile: "The third young master came by coincidence, and the restoration was just completed yesterday. I happen to have an old rosewood mirror stand here. The workmanship is very good. The mother-of-pearl has fallen off a bit."

Wang Sanxiao sat at the table, picked up the bronze mirror and played with it carefully, and saw that the broken parts had been glued together, and even the complicated patterns were repaired to perfection. After the repair traces are old, if you don’t look carefully, you can’t see this side at all. The bronze mirror was once broken, and he couldn't help but praise: "Boss Li's craftsmanship, tsk, it's really ingenious."

"Brother Han is really amazing," Mu Xixi squatted beside him, staring at the bronze mirror obsessively, "I thought it was the original version, hey, Brother Xiao, do you want to sell this bronze mirror? I'll buy it!"

Wang San smiled sweetly at him: "Not for sale!"

"..." Mu Xixi instantly wept.

Wang Sanxiao packed the bronze mirror and bought the rosewood mirror stand by the way. While chatting, he glanced at the auction catalog on the table: "Huh... is this the calligraphy and painting sale of Jiahua Auction House?"

"Yes," Li Hanbai handed the catalog to him, "It's been a while since I sent it, and it will be open this weekend. There are some very good calligraphy and paintings. Do you want to take a look, Third Young Master?"

Wang Sanxiao slowly flipped through the catalogue, his gaze fell on a painting and paused for a long time: "This "Picture of Gathering"... is going to be auctioned?"

Li Hanbai glanced over: "This painting, I heard that it was painted by a group of painters in the Yuan Dynasty. It is really rare. What price do you think the third master can fetch?"

"The owner of this painting is Song Wenyuan, a friend of mine," Wang Sanxiao said without hesitation, "I have seen the real thing, and it is very shocking. It is not surprising that it sold for 3 million yuan."

Li Hanbai nodded: "As far as I know, many collectors have expressed their interest, and the auction site will be very exciting."