Dedicated to the silly little white artist

thirty

Mr. Bai's chief secretary, Sang Bei, is a young and handsome guy. His hair is neatly combed with a hair mask. He is tall and straight with a suitable suit. He has good office skills. He has connections and is willing to work overtime. By Mr. Bai's side, Bai En is very reassuring towards him, but the promising Sangbei has a fatal flaw, which troubles everyone at any time——

In the bustling neighborhood, the colorful neon signs reflect as if the whole city is in a feast of feasting, Bai En sat in the car, watched Zheng He come out of the GayBar, and said: "Sang Bei, look up Zheng He's personal life .”

Sang Bei asked solemnly: "What do you mean by 'personal life'?"

"Everything is included."

Sang Bei frowned: "Do you mean that you want to know everything about Zheng He before? Including what he did every hour, how he did it, when he ate, what he ate, how much he ate, if you check everything Come out, I think this is an endless journal."

Seeing Zheng He walking towards this side step by step with a tangled expression, Bai En was in a good mood, and joked: "Yes, as long as it's done by you independently."

Sang Bei thought for a while, and suddenly said: "Then this document needs a big folder, can I ask the logistics to order one?"

Mr. Bai: "..."

Yes, Sangbei's biggest problem is that he will intermittently pick the wrong focus anytime and anywhere.

According to a person who negotiated with him for half a month and finally failed: This made everyone who talked to Mr. Sang feel stressed.

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Bai En still has a certain dislike for Zheng He's daring to go to this kind of place to find someone to strike up a conversation with, especially when Zheng He walked in, Bai En smelled the alcohol smell on him so strong that he couldn't ignore it, and the feeling of irritability was even more unbearable. inhibition.

He took out the cigar, intending to cover up the smell with the aroma, Zheng He stretched out his hand to stop him: "Don't smoke! Smoking this kind of thing in the car is easy to cause an explosion!"

Bai En tried his best to calm down and said, "Okay, but the exchange is: I hope you don't come to this kind of place in the future, is that okay?"

Immediately, Zheng He's face wrinkled into a ball, and Mr. Bai was a little unhappy.What does he mean by unwillingness? GayBar is so attractive to him, or he is so hungry that he does not hesitate to refute himself.

Humph.

Bai En was very upset, and it was Zheng He who suffered the most.

After the two half struggled and half forcedly tore, Zheng He suddenly pushed Bai En away forcefully: "Quickly let me go!"

Bai En pressed his lips tightly, suppressing the anger in his heart, and slapped him.Although the sound was loud, he didn't actually feel pain, and he was very accurate on this point.

His actions this time were to guard against Zheng He, and at the same time, he was also reflecting on whether he was too easy to talk to Zheng He, and he actually said such things to himself.

No one has ever dared to use such an attitude towards him, Zheng He is impatient!

"You want to escape?" Bai En's eyes were fierce, as if he would be out of control in the next moment.

"No... I was too anxious at the bar just now, and I left... my wallet." Zheng He shrank to the side in fear as he spoke.

The two sides were silent for a moment.

Bai En turned from rainy to sunny.

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Zheng He felt that it was good to go in alone to find the wallet, and Bai En followed him in with a dark mentality of exploring 'why did Zheng He go there for'.

Showing his membership card, Zheng He told the waiter the room he had just stayed in and the color and style of his lost wallet.

The waiter was surprised: "You lost your wallet?!"

Zheng He nodded: "Yes, I am very anxious now, have you received any wallets that have no owner to claim them?"

The waiter was still surprised: "No, I mean, you can lose your wallet! It's so strange!"

"What's so strange about this?" Zheng He was puzzled, "Can you tell me?"

The waiter said: "Don't you know that all the items on the member's body must be stored in the safe except the mobile phone? Wallets are not allowed to be brought in."

Zheng He: "...I forgot."

The waiter gloated: "So, we can help you find your wallet, but if you can't find it, the responsibility does not lie with us, and because you violated the rules of 'Night', your membership card will be withdrawn, please go to a Please do a new one at the front desk, thank you."

Zheng He looked at the waiter pitifully, then at Mr. Bai, and said, "Stop laughing, help me."

Bai En rubbed his crampy face with a smile, and asked, "How do you want me to help you? This store has clearly stipulated that wallets are not allowed to be lost, but you did the opposite."

Zheng He followed the waiter into the lounge, humming angrily but not daring to attack, shut his mouth and did not speak.

Bai En stepped forward and put his arms around Zheng He's waist, rubbing his hands up and down along the thin fabric, Zheng He dodged and said, "Itchy..."

The soft voice was like rice balls, Bai En's heart fluttered, and his eyes instantly became eager. Zheng He was stared at from his neck to his face, and pushed him, and Bai En put more force on the circle In his arms, he brushed away the hair on Zheng He's ears, opened his mouth to put his ears in his mouth to play with, and pressed the brown dots on his chest with his hands dishonestly and rubbed them up and down.

If Bai En was most satisfied with Zheng He's white butt, then Zheng He's nipples really surprised him.It is several circles larger than that of ordinary men, as if it was dug out from a woman's body and glued on. It is very disproportionate to the chest. The areola is light brown, which looks particularly eye-catching against Zheng He's fair skin.

Clamping the firm nipples between his fingers through the clothes, Bai En felt the constant trembling of the person in his arms, and he raised his eyebrows and wondered what to think.

"Mr. Bai..." Zheng He held Bai En's sleeves tightly with both hands, and there was a little crying in his voice: "No, it hurts..."

"Where does it hurt?" Bai En asked softly, putting his hand into Zheng He's pants.

"Chest..." Zheng He's eye circles were moist.

Bai En smiled lowly, glanced at the red-faced waiter who was already watching, pulled Zheng He to sit on his lap, and whispered in his ear: "Stay with me tonight, the wallet will fly back by itself tomorrow... ..."

Zheng He's body froze, and a few seconds later he slowly lay in the man's arms.

On a whim, Bai En picked up Zheng He horizontally. He thought it would be very heavy, but he didn't expect Zheng He to be as light as a child who hasn't grown up, and he couldn't feel the weight at all.

Moreover, it feels good to hold Zheng He. He looks very thin, but in fact it feels like all flesh, and there are no bones to be found.

"Mr. Bai, Mr. Bai..." Zheng He's series of exclamations interrupted Bai En's thoughts.

"What?" Bai En asked.

Zheng He frowned, and said, "I was taken aback when you hugged me just now... It seems that I'm out of breath."