Dedicated to the unfathomable gold master

390 eight

Mr. Bai considers himself a Chinese, and it is easy to come up with a store name rich in Chinese culture. With this inexplicable confidence, he only thought for a few minutes before deciding on the store name——

Han Xintang.

When Zheng He, who came back from the suburbs, finally came to visit, the plaque had already been hung.

"This..." Zheng He was speechless.

Mr. Bai looked up and smiled: "It's not bad, is it?"

Zheng He nodded: "This building is very beautiful and has a unique taste, but the name of this plaque...who came up with it?" Zheng He thought for a while, and stuffed the remaining sentence "This Tang should be a hall" back into his stomach inside.

"Me." Mr. Bai raised his eyebrows, and a gleam of joy flashed in his beautiful and bright eyes: "What do you think?"

Zheng He looked at Chen Ming who was beside him. Chen Ming gave a dry cough and turned his head.

Zheng He looked at Sang Bei again, and Sang Bei picked up the folder in his hand, covered his face and hurried to the front, leaving only his back view.

...you gang of no morals.

Mr. Bai was still waiting for Zheng He's compliment. Seeing him looking left and right but not looking at him, his face immediately darkened, and he grabbed Zheng He's chin, making him turn his head to face him forcefully, squinting his eyes: "You Dare to look at other men in front of me?"

"...Ah?" Zheng He was puzzled.Where is this all?

"You have to look at me." Mr. Bai said.

Zheng He: "I'm still looking at you."

Mr. Bai snorted coldly, let go of his hands and strode forward.

Jiezi pushed Zheng He, winking: "Go after him?"

Zheng He still didn't know what to say: "Why are you chasing him?"

"Tsk," Jiezi said angrily, "Bai Dong is obviously angry, so he hurriedly chased him to coax him. Let me tell you, if you chase him at this time, his attack performance will be greatly reduced. This is a matter. This is what Zheng He and I have talked about for many years!"

Chen Ming stretched out his long legs and kicked Jiezi's ass hard.

Zheng He looked at the pair, and ran up a few steps to catch up with Mr. Bai.

Alas, sometimes it's not good for men to be jealous.

Zheng He thought so, but he didn't take it to heart. Anyway, being jealous also proved that he didn't care about himself.

390 nine

Mr. Bai's temper and that of Zheng He are floating clouds, he says his, I say mine, there is no connection between them.

He smiled and caught up with Mr. Bai, and it was a sweet kiss when he came up.

Unmoved, Mr. Bai pushed him aside, still sulking.

Zheng He posted over, took Mr. Bai's arm directly, and said, "Didn't you say to show me around? Hurry up, where are we going?"

Mr. Bai wanted to retract his arms, and the two of them tore it in the lobby on the first floor for a long time, and it seemed that it was about to turn into a fight.

Zheng He suddenly burst out laughing, followed Mr. Bai's strength and fell into his arms, his arms naturally wrapped around the man's neck, that natural intimacy attracted a lot of attention.

Mr. Bai pursed his lips: "I'm not in the mood now, you should go back first."

"No!" Zheng He stuck closer.

"I'll let you go back." Mr. Bai lowered his voice several degrees.

Mr. Bai is just a paper tiger to Zheng He, so he is not afraid. Hearing what the man said, he quickly leaned over and put his head on the man's shoulder: "I don't want... I haven't seen you for so many days, don't be angry, okay? "

Mr. Bai closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he was mostly out of breath. He put his hands on Zheng He's waist, and with a wink, told Jie Zi next to him to go ahead to ensure safety, and said, "Then let's go."

Zheng He tilted his head: "You are not angry anymore, are you? Brother, don't be angry, okay?"

Mr. Bai's ears turned red, and he pushed the man away with a cold face. He accidentally pushed too hard and got far away, and then stretched out his hand to pull him back.

Zheng He slumped on Mr. Bai's body and hugged him tightly: "I will never deliberately ignore you next time, let's make up."

"I remember this sentence, and I hope you can remember it too." Mr. Bai said lightly, and asked Zheng He to go to the exhibition hall on his arm.

Zheng He couldn't help laughing, he felt that Mr. Bai became more and more interesting the more he looked at him.

四百

Zheng He had heard about Hanxintang from other people before. He didn't understand jade or other things, and he couldn't tell the difference between the good and the bad. He followed Mr. Bai to the office on the top floor, and the two of them sat on the same chair. If it wasn't for the dangerous time, Mr. Bai would have asked someone to turn off the monitor several times to let him relax.

Zheng He guessed what Mr. Bai was thinking, and stood up desperately trying to escape. Mr. Bai clasped his waist with both hands and hugged him back. He tilted Zheng He's neck to the side, bit his flesh hard, and let out a clear blow. Tooth marks.

Zheng He's attention was all on Mr. Bai's hand that was stretched into his trousers. He felt pain while enjoying himself, his waist twisted unconsciously, and the loose trousers piled up on his feet with his violent movements. Wrist, revealing white and slender thighs.

Mr. Bai sat up slightly, and Zheng He, who was sitting on him, couldn't help but tilted. He quickly spread his legs and clamped his knees on the desk in front of him to prevent himself from slipping down.

"Baby, give it to me here, okay?" Mr. Bai asked softly next to Zheng He's ear, and after speaking, he stuck out his tongue and moved forward a little bit into his ear hole.

"Ah? Here... people come and go..." Zheng He couldn't stop trembling, his ears were the most sensitive, half of his head was stimulated as if being electrified.

"It's okay, they won't come in." Mr. Bai stretched out his index finger and pointed at the small mushroom exposed outside Zheng He's underwear, drawing circles on the mushroom: "Look, you already miss me."

Zheng He rolled his eyes at the man, and asked suspiciously: "Is there really no one coming in?"

"No." Mr. Bai hugged Zheng He and put the first half of his life on the table, leaving two legs dangling in the air, shining like a piece of beautiful jade under the sunlight coming through the blinds.

Mr. Bai knelt down on one knee and buried his face between Zheng He's legs. Zheng He thought that Mr. Bai was going to perform oral sex on him, so he stretched his arms to get up in fright, and said, "Mr. Bai! No need!"

Mr. Bai sucked the most tender part of Zheng He's legs into his mouth, and then let go until the saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth. He looked at the large piece of red skin with satisfaction, and raised his eyebrows: "What?"

Zheng He was a little embarrassed: "No...it's nothing." He lay back again.Sure enough, it's not good to make up too much brain.

Mr. Bai looked at Zheng He leisurely for a while, then suddenly said: "Honey, I suddenly found out that you don't have any muscles."

"Where...where is there no muscle!" Zheng He sat up blushing, patted his arm and shouted: "Look! Are your biceps good?"

Mr. Bai stretched out his hand and pinched it, and said with a light smile, "You are so fat that I can't even feel the bones."

Zheng He's face became even redder, he bent his arm and pointed at his elbow, poked his neck and said, "How can you not touch the bone? Look, isn't this a bone?"

Mr. Bai laughed: "Is this also counted?"

"Forget it! Why don't you count it!" Zheng He was like a rooster with fried hair, almost pecking him with his mouth.

four hundred and one

BEACHER Today, Mr. Bai’s friend booked a party on the [-]th floor. Zheng He and Mr. Bai spent the whole afternoon here in Hanxintang. Sang Bei came to remind him that it was almost time. When the door opened, the two sat on the sofa and kissed each other. We are happy.

"Dangdang!" Sang Bei stood at the door and knocked on the door panel: "Bai Dong, the car is already downstairs, you should go."

Mr. Bai opened his eyes and glanced at Sangbei, then casually withdrew his gaze and continued to indulge in the gentleness.

Sang Bei: "...you can't ignore me, tonight is very important."

Zheng He raised his arms to slightly separate the distance between the two, the silver thread between his lips stretched, and he said, "Since you have something to do, go first."

Mr. Bai showed a very strange expression, after a while, he said: "You also want to go."

Zheng He blinked: "I'm going too?" He felt strange, no matter how nice Mr. Bai was to him, he would never let him integrate into his own world. This time... the man began to accept himself?

Mr. Bai nodded: "We are going to get married soon. Although we can't get a certificate, at least let my friends know you."

Zheng He was a little moved. Although Mr. Bai never seemed to care about him, Mr. Bai always counted him in his future and never thought of separation. There is always a way out in the relationship, and I will never live wholeheartedly...

"Then...should I clean it up?" Zheng He's clothes were almost crumpled into a rag just now, and now they are still wrinkled on his body, and he felt a little shy for no reason.

Mr. Bai looked at Zheng He, and the more he looked at it, the more pleasing he was, so he said, "It's okay, it's fine."

"No, I still have to change one, let's go home first."

Mr. Bai asked: "Sangbei, what time do you want to arrive?"

Sang Bei opened the record book: "Deputy Bureau Wang said it was 08:30, and it is already... past seven o'clock."

Mr. Bai frowned imperceptibly: "Shu Hua arranged this party?"

Sang Bei said, "And Miss Tao."

Mr. Bai pulled Zheng He up and said, "It may be too late to go home now. There are a few pieces of your clothes in the lounge next to me. Go and look for them."

Zheng He asked suspiciously: "How could there be my clothes here in Hanxintang?" Suddenly, he remembered what happened today, and said: "Sang Bei, does he still have a bed in the lounge? A separate bathroom with a shower?"

Sang Bei nodded.

Zheng He blushed, shook off Mr. Bai's hand, and said angrily, "Rogue! You've wanted to do this a long time ago, haven't you?"

Mr. Bai just smiled and said nothing.

Seeing that the man was so open-minded, Zheng He was embarrassed to say anything more. After all, Sang Bei was still here. He bared his teeth at the man and said, "I'll settle the score with you when I get home." He turned his buttocks into the lounge .

Sang Bei looked at Zheng He's posture of showing his teeth and claws, and said jokingly: "Bai Dong, don't you care?"

"What do you care?" Mr. Bai said, "I just like his unfucking little appearance, how cute."

Sang Bei choked, and went out in silence.