Games

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Song Chuanyu went to the party bar for a week, which shocked Edward, who met the president every day.He thought carefully about the state of the president during the day, and he was no longer as aggressive as before, and kept working overtime to read documents. He was amazed in his heart, and he asked Nick who Xu Jing was. admiration.

Edward didn't see it, and neither did Song Chuanyu.He stayed in the bar until one o'clock every day, and he didn't see Xu Jing. Occasionally, he parked the car at the door and sat in the car until two o'clock, but Xu Jing didn't show up.

After returning home in the early morning, Song Chuanyu closed his eyes, and what he thought of was not work, but Xu Jing's nimble tongue and hot mouth, and the restless breath in his chest, which made him very anxious. He tried to call, Xu Jing Never pick up.

In fact, Xu Jing stayed at home this week and did not go out.

Nick looked at him with questioning eyes every day: "I really don't understand what you are thinking, he comes every day recently, what if he loses interest because of you and suddenly stops coming?"

Xu Jing narrowed her eyes: "He won't."

Xu Niedi updated his circle of friends with a photo of Song Yi holding roses, with the caption: An angry lover only needs a bouquet of flowers to cheer him up.Song Chuanyu stared at it thoughtfully, and rang the bell to let Edward in.

"Order me a bouquet of roses."

Edward was so startled that he couldn't speak. The crazy CEO who only had work in his heart actually asked me to do this kind of thing. See you soon.

Song Chuanyu frowned: "Wake up, you're back to your senses."

Edward recovered his voice and guessed: "Is it for Xu Jing?"

Song Chuanyu nodded.

"Isn't he a cowherd? The president really has fun with his lover."

"I'm not a lover yet. He hasn't seen me for a week. I'm wondering if I can see him with a gift."

Edward opened his mouth wide, and dared to hang on to the CEO. Xu Jing was very brave: "Then what color do you want, champagne? Red roses? Blue enchantress?"

Song Chuanyu didn't know that there were so many varieties of roses: "Just red roses. Let the florist deliver them to the bar at nine o'clock in the evening, and I will go there at ten o'clock."

"What about the quantity? Generally speaking, the more you give, the happier the other party will be."

"That's a truck."

Edward floated out, and the president was so inhumane.

Nick stood at the door of the bar and asked tremblingly, "Say it again?"

"President Song asked us to give it to Mr. Xu Jing." The porter of the flower shop stood at the door of the truck compartment, "Mr. Xu Jing, please come out and sign for it."

"Oh, my God," Nick tremblingly took out his mobile phone to call Xu Jing, "Hurry up and come down from the second floor, superrise!!!"

Xu Jing came down slowly. He was wearing a wine red sweater today, which made his skin fair. He didn't panic when he saw so many roses, and calmly signed the receipt.

Nick walked around him like a big dog: "If you are rich, you will get rich!" He held Xu Jing's paw, "Don't forget the rich and the rich." These few Chinese sentences are quite standard .Xu Jing shook off his hand, and asked the staff to move the flowers to the bar and help design and arrange them.

"Oh honey," Nick looked at him eagerly, "promise me, teach me the tricks, okay, I'm going to China to marry such a rich man."

Xu Jing smiled: "After I succeed, everything will be easy to talk about."

"Shouldn't you see him tonight?" Nick ruffled his blond hair.

"Of course, he came and told him I was at 0310." It was the corner box of the bar, next to the toilet.

Song Chuanyu didn't have any hope for tonight, so when Nick told him the number of the box, he paused unexpectedly, nodded, walked into the corridor, and then walked faster and faster, the impatient mood was so obvious.

Song Chuanyu opened the door and saw Xu Jing drinking red wine. He took off his shoes and sat on the sofa. He looked like a lazy Persian cat, wearing a thin sweater and slacks.

Xu Jing didn't look at him, she drank on her own, Song Chuanyu sat beside him, Xu Jing took the initiative to lean over: "Here." What he gave was the wine glass she had drunk.

Song Chuanyu took a sip along the way, but his eyes were fixed on the other party.

Xu Jing threw the wine glass to the carpet, and the rest of the red wine in the glass spilled all over the floor. He stretched his body, crawled over slowly, and sat on his lap: "I like the flowers Mr. Song sent me very much."

He obviously has muscles, but his posture is weak and boneless. Song Chuanyu couldn't help but hugged him, and then took out a bank card: "Advanced version of the game."

Xu Jing lazily rested her chin on his shoulder: "Mr. Song really wants to keep me?"

"Correct."

"why?"

Song Chuanyu was silent for a while and said, "A hero is saddened by the beauty pass."

Xu Jing sneered: "Okay."

"But I have a request," Song Chuanyu added, "during this period, you are not allowed to entertain other guests."

Xu Jing frowned, and tilted her head to look at Song Chuanyu's side face: "Mr. Song is difficult for others."

"Do what we do..."

Song Chuanyu interrupted him: "That's why I prepared 500 million for you." He shook the bank card, stuffed it into Xu Jing's neckline, and slid it into the sweater, "One month."

"Although it's been a while," Xu Jing backed away, smiling and Mimi reached into her clothes to take out her card, "But Boss Song is so handsome, I agree."

Song Chuanyu couldn't restrain his excitement. This kind of mood appeared last time when he signed a big order. He raised the corners of his mouth and raised his arms. Xu Jing blinked and leaned forward obediently: "What do you want to play?"

Song Chuanyu thought for a while, then took out his mobile phone: "Learn about the latest stock trends, and talk about the trade war started by the United States?"

Xu Jing laughed so hard that she burst into tears, "Mr. Song doesn't use this trick every time, does he?"

When it comes to dating, Song Chuanyu is very embarrassed: "I have never dated, only blind date."

Xu Jing pressed his hand holding the phone: "Tell me about your blind date experience. I don't understand stocks."

Blind date is a nightmare for Song Chuanyu.

After Song Yi's lifelong affairs were resolved, his uncle, Song Chuanyu's father, began to worry about his son, and he arranged several blind dates.Song Chuanyu lacked interest and couldn't shirk it. Later, he simply came out to his family, expressing that he liked men.Gay marriage had been legalized, and Song's father accepted it openly. The next day, he found a few homosexual families who were well matched, and started to hold blind dates again.

Song Chuanyu couldn't help it, so he had to go to the appointment every time. Song's father and he were abroad all the year round, but when the New Year came—their family would return to China for the New Year—they were full of blind dates, at most ten a year, often just in the morning. After meeting, I didn't remember the other person's appearance, so I went directly to another place in the afternoon.

There are many people who are willing to go on a blind date with him, but Song Chuanyu doesn't like it. It is difficult for him to get into other people's hearts, and he has nothing to say about life. The topics he occasionally raises cannot be separated from work, and the results can be imagined: all of them fail.

"I think so." Xu Jing leaned on his shoulder, "What about your social circle, there are many men in the upper class who like men. It is also a good choice to change from friends to lovers."

Song Chuanyu did have a domestic social circle, and they would meet every year, but they were all people with families, and sometimes a few people without families were added, and they usually basically formed in the second year.

"No one took the initiative to talk to you?" Xu Jing raised her eyebrows, but he didn't believe it.

"Yes," Song Chuanyu touched the back of Xu Jing's head, "but these people are not as good-looking as you."

Xu Jing narrowed her eyes: "I believe it."

"It's over, it's your turn."

Xu Jing rolled her eyes: "What's my turn?"

Song Chuanyu approached him, stopped a few millimeters away from his lips and said, "How old are you, did you go to college? When did you start this job?"

Xu Jing kissed him and pressed him back on the sofa back: "Take off this layer of mystery and it will be boring, Mr. Song better not ask." He stuck out his small tongue and stuck it into Song Chuanyu's mouth, Song Chuanyu tasted it. Seeing the incomparably sweet delicacy, she hugged him and kissed back fiercely, making Xu Jing's tongue numb.

Xu Jing helped him take off his sweater, grabbed the red wine on the table, and poured it all over Song Chuanyu: "Next is welfare time." He smiled and licked the corners of his mouth, lay down and licked it off with the tip of his tongue bit by bit.

Song Chuanyu let out a comfortable voice in his throat, and gradually relaxed his body, and his consciousness was drifting in the clouds. At this time, Xu Jing jumped off the sofa: "Good night, Mr. Song, see you next time." He opened the door and ran away.

Song Chuanyu was stunned for two seconds, then hurriedly put on his sweater and got up to chase, but the corridor was empty, and there was no sign of his lover, so he walked quickly towards the hall.

Xu Jing looked at the fluorescent lamp in the toilet and counted a hundred ducks, then came out and opened the small door next to the toilet. Behind the door was the stairs leading to the second floor. Xu Jing went upstairs to the monitoring room.

Asking you to go on a blind date, the jealousy in Xu Jing's heart was overwhelming, taking over the upper hand of desire.There was no one in the monitoring room. Xu Jing walked to the screen and saw Song Chuanyu looking for him in the hall in a panic. His expression was not very good, as if he was full of anger and had nowhere to release it, which scared Nick even.

"Hey, Jing," Nick called him, "what the hell are you doing, I'm afraid he'll blow up the shop later."

Xu Jing raised the corner of her mouth: "Give him the phone."

"Hello?" Song Chuanyu pursed his lips and held the phone tightly.

"Mr. Song, don't worry. The food that you can eat at once lacks deliciousness. Take your time." He touched the display screen and scratched his cheek through the glass, "Mr. Song might as well guess and see when we meet next time." The location, if you guess it, you can meet me."

Song Chuanyu wanted to say a few more words, but the phone had already hung up.He returned Nick's phone with a sullen face.

Nick hesitated to speak.

"Say it." Song Chuanyu said with a cold face.

"That," Nick swallowed, "if you break something, you'll have to pay for it."

Song Chuanyu: "..."

Song Chuanyu walked towards the door: "I won't smash it."

Song Chuanyu called Edward with a dark face for this little thing that was abandoned halfway: "You go to work at seven tomorrow morning."

"???" Edward wailed, "Why!"

"I'm in a bad mood, come and accompany me to deal with work earlier."

Edward was dumbfounded.

The author has something to say:

The next one is already being written.

I am the kind of person who has to write as soon as the brain comes, and I also pay attention to first come, first served, and the entertainment circle brain that comes first must be written first.

So the next article is still a modern article, in a happy-go-lucky style.