The Boss Is in a Bad Mood Again

After the two reconciled, what Wei Yan said was that Zhou Yunshen was not so scary anymore, he was like an icicle before, but now he is finally a little angry like a living person.

Zhou Yunshen glanced at him lightly, and asked him how he should take care of his body with Han Yi.

In the past two years, Han Yi didn't take his body seriously. He smoked, drank, stayed up all night and filmed desperately.

"Come slowly."

Wei Yan leaned lazily on the pillar and said: "Anyway, you still have a lot of time...but tell me the truth," Wei Yan put away his laziness and said, "What is going on with you and the Ji family? ?”

Zhou Yunshen remained silent, but Wei Yan refused to let him go, and asked after him, "You were killed by Song Hou at that time, and you were alone. Why should he help you? Zhou Yunshen," he worried, "Are you with them?" What deal did you make? And what are you doing now?"

"You have too many questions."

He habitually touched the cigarette but found nothing. Only then did he realize that he had started quitting smoking for Han Yi. There was only fruit candy left in his pocket. He tore open a piece of hard orange candy and put it in his mouth. It tasted like orange. It melts in the mouth and tastes good.

"That is, if you and I still ask, if it's someone else, you see if I ask or not, what about you, will you tell me?"

Zhou Yunshen was too lazy to look at him, "Don't say anything."

Wei Yan stomped his feet angrily, and was about to scold Zhou Yunshen for being heartless when he heard Zhou Yunshen say: "Not only did you not tell you, but Han Yi, you are also not allowed to tell him. If he hears something," he raised his final voice, " Forty-eighths of your shares will be gone."

"Zhou Yunshen, you lunatic! Let me see what will happen to your sweetheart the day you fold yourself in!"

Zhou Yunshen went downstairs slowly, and when he was halfway on the road, the phone rang, and his face darkened: "Okay, I'll come right away, and stabilize them."

The man who drove him was called Gu Mo, who followed him a year ago and was given to him by Ji's family.It doesn't matter whether you are a confidant or not, loyal or not, if the Ji family wants to feel at ease, then give them peace of mind.

Zhou Yunshen leaned on the seat, crossed his hands on his lap, the cold wind was howling, and the wind and rain in City A never stopped.

Han Yi stopped in front of Xiaoqingwa's bungalow, with willow trees in front and Yudai River in the back. It was a very rural residence.The house is not old, and the plum blossoms in the flower pots in the small yard are in full bloom, red and white, blooming very lively.

"Brother Han is here?"

Ji Ruanruan came out to welcome her, sticking out her tongue playfully, "Can I call you that?"

"can."

Han Yidao: "You can call it whatever you want."

He passed the fruit basket in his hand forward, "I don't know what you like to eat, so I picked some fruit."

"Then you want to take the flowers in your arms back?"

Ji Ruanruan pretended to be disappointed and said: "Fortunately, I really like it."

Han Yi: "..."

This girl looked like a quiet and elegant lady the first time, and a star-chaser girl the second time I met her, but today she has a weird style of painting.

But Han Yi is sure that he likes Ji Ruanruan.It's hard not to like such a girl.

Han Yi stayed at Ji Ruanruan's until dinner time. There were two dishes and one soup on the table. Among them, the fried fish was not very good in appearance, but Han Yi still thought the taste was okay, and he ate a lot to save face.Ji Ruanruan blushed slightly for the idol's face, her eyes were bright, and she could see that she was very excited.

It was at this time that Zhou Yunshen's call came in.

"I am by the door."

"You came?"

"Ah."

The man's low voice was sexy and provocative, Han Yi coughed and said, "Have you eaten yet? Ruan Ruan cooked, come in and have some food?"

"I've eaten, have you eaten yet?"

Before Han Yi could answer, Zhou Yunshen came again: "Han Yi, I miss you."

This man really talks about love at any time, almost turning into a walking love talker.

Ji Ruanruan watched Han Yi get into the car, and greeted Zhou Yunshen in the car. Han Yi saw in the rearview mirror that the figure of Ji Ruanruan, who looked like a white rabbit, was getting smaller and smaller, and couldn't help saying: : "In fact, Ruan Ruan is quite likable, if only I had such a younger sister."

"Oh."

Zhou Yunshen loosened his tie, he drank, and spoke with a faint smell of alcohol.His lazy eyes floated on Han Yi's face. Han Yi couldn't stand such a sexy Zhou Yunshen. After drinking, he looked at you affectionately. Sexy.

"Don't look at me like that," Han Yi coughed, "It's wrong to tempt people to commit crimes."

"Then you are committing a crime."

Mr. Zhou's ending voice rises slightly, like a hook, which just hooks on the softest and most sensitive place, making people itch.

Han Yi leaned over and kissed him, and when he was about to leave, Mr. Zhou suddenly reached out and grabbed him, pinching the back of his head to deepen the kiss.

It's over, Han Yi thought, Mr. Zhou was originally a drunk driver, and now he is so inattentive while driving, if something happens to them, they will be the headlines tomorrow.

He bit Mr. Zhou's tongue hard, and Mr. Zhou flinched slightly, Han was also proud. Unexpectedly, Mr. Zhou rubbed against him like a fawning little milk dog at the next moment, and the tip of his tongue brushed past his teeth. Tangled with his again.

In the end, it was Han Yi who drove the car. Mr. Zhou was eating an orange in the passenger seat. It was a new orange this year. As soon as he peeled off the peel, the air was quickly taken over by the fresh smell of the orange.

The skin is thin and juicy, once it is broken apart, the juice flows down the slender fingers, condenses into spots at the base of the fingers and drips down.

Zhou Yunshen's hands are different from Han Yi's. They are bigger, but because they are slender, they are not rough. Instead, they have the cool and cold taste of an ancient scholar.Han Yi also loves his hands very much.

"calls me."

Suddenly there were more oranges in front of him, Han Yibai ignored it at a glance.

Zhou Yunshen shook, almost touching his lips.

"calls me."

Han Yi gritted his teeth, "Zhou Yunshen."

"You know, it's not this."

"hurry up."

He urged, and the orange juice spilled out of my hand.

Han Yi was afraid that it would fall on his clothes, "Husband."

A sweet orange was stuffed into his mouth, and Zhou Yunshen answered in satisfaction.

There are more oranges in front of me.

At the age of three, he insisted: "Call me husband."

Han Yi: "..."

Just like that, Han Yi ate up an orange by himself. Zhou Yunshen wiped his fingers with a wet tissue, and Han Yi said, "What are you doing for me? Why don't you take a bite yourself?"

"I want to hear you call me."

Mr. Zhou said: "If you feel sorry for me, go back and peel the oranges for me."

Han Yi looked at him, "No trap?"

Mr. Zhou said seriously, "How can there be a trap? How can you think of me like that?"

"Ok."

Han Yi thought, he just believed it for now.