What bad thoughts can a canary have?

Lin Fei's clothes were all casual clothes, and he didn't have any formal clothes to show up at the formal dinner. On the afternoon of the party, Fu Shiyue took him to a private tailor-made suit shop, which was located in a high-end office building in the city center. retro fan.

The boss is a Chinese with substandard Mandarin. He opened a shop abroad before, and usually only accepts appointments from the upper class. Seeing Lin Fei's eyes shine, not only people depend on clothes, but clothes also depend on clothes. Wearing such loose clothes can show that he is born Hanger, if you want to put on a suit, the effect will be explosive!

The boss brought Lin Fei into the sample room, and couldn't wait to pick out a suit and handed it to him, "Try this suit, you are young, you can't wear too rigid."

Taking advantage of Lin Fei's free time to try on clothes, the boss smiled and teased Fu Shiyue, "Mr. Fu, you don't need to make an appointment for such things in the future, you can bring more."

Fu Shiyue leaned on the sofa and flipped through a few pages of the fashion magazine in his hand, "Well, today's emergency set will be measured for him later, and a few sets will be made for spring, summer, autumn and winter. He likes to play polo recently, so it should not be too formal, but more casual. "

The boss took the notes and wrote down, "I've been queuing up for next year, so I'll put you in line first. Is this your nephew or your nephew? Looks like he's underage."

Fu Shiyue raised his eyes and said in a cold voice, "Couples."

"Ah?" The boss looked incredulously, and looked at the fitting room, "It seems too small!"

Fu Shiyue closed the magazine, put it casually on the coffee table, and asked casually, "Do you still want to open the store?"

"You two are so well-matched!" The boss reacted accordingly and sighed, "I've never seen you bring others here before. I thought you were the kind of person who doesn't fall in love but only works hard."

After speaking, he realized that Fu Shiyue didn't look at him at all, but looked directly behind him. The boss turned his head and couldn't help but click his tongue a few times.

Fu Shiyue was used to Lin Fei's sweater and jeans, which were loose and casual. At first glance, this slim suit contrasted sharply with the past, and he was stunned for a few seconds.

Lin Fei's height is not too high, but his thinness is better than that of a teenager. The dark blue suit is made of exquisite and light materials. The lines are clear but not tough. Her ankles were clean, and she was luxurious and beautiful.

He still stood still, with his hands in his trouser pockets, unaware that he looked good, "Uncle Fu, can we go?"

Fu Shiyue stared at him for a while, pondered for a while, and decided to take care of him in the future, "I'm short of a bow tie, should I pick it for you or do it myself?"

Lin Fei walked to the window with orange lights, turned his head and looked at Fu Shiyue, "I want to tie a couple's bow tie with you."

The bright and straightforward gaze was like a spring of water flowing into Fu Shiyue's heart. He raised his lips uncontrollably, got up and picked out a simple black silk bow tie from the window, and put it on Lin Fei's neck. Xudi tied a beautiful butterfly bow tie, with tiny silver threads inlaid on the edge, which shimmered faintly under the light, like a finishing touch, making her look more delicate.

The boss smelled the pink breath of love and said with a smile: "Wow! You two are so affectionate!"

Lin Fei smiled like a little fox immersed in happiness.

If this is a life-and-death struggle, the man in front of him controls his lifeline, possesses a sharp weapon, and bullies the weak.

Yesterday's opportunity made Lin Fei see the dawn of victory. Words can deceive, but heartbeat and body reactions can't.

Fu Shiyue liked him so much, he liked him so much that he was unscrupulous and inhuman. This kind of love was like a black flower branch watered with blood, cold and dark, desperate and terrifying.

Emotions that are dark and dark are also emotions. If emotions can be controlled by reason, there will be no wars in this world.

This love is Lin Fei's talisman, and the ruthlessness on his body makes him go all out.

To turn sharp blades into red roses, ferocious wolves are willing to put on shackles, and golden cages become ladders to climb upwards.

He was still afraid, and when he thought of the way Fu Shiyue looked at him that day, he shuddered. He must leave this man. The only way was to make himself strong enough to be free.

Before that, Lin Fei couldn't show timidity, and couldn't let the tiger notice the hand in his throat. He liked Fu Shiyue, who was gentle and calm, and he also sincerely wanted to leave, half truth and half false, so it was difficult to tell the difference.

The dinner parties in the IT industry are very boring, and it takes a lot of effort to do this. No matter how old you are, you look like 34 at a glance. God blesses you if you don’t have bald hair and fat. Fu Shiyue doesn’t like shaking hands with people, and rarely participates in such industry exchanges. .

But no one in the industry knows him, no one knows him.

One is because Cree has a huge momentum and powerful technology. The development of technology in China started late, and top high-tech can’t take advantage of it. Cree is considered to be the best in the world, and it earns more foreign exchange than RMB.

The second is that Fu Shiyue is not like the programmer in the stereotype. He does not wear black-framed glasses or a plaid shirt. Going to a dinner party, whatever it is, ends up turning into a personal exclusive launch event.

So today, as soon as Fu Shiyue entered the banquet hall, he glanced at him in all directions, first looking at him, and then at his partner next to him. Lin Fei was neither humble nor overbearing, and stretched out his hand to hold Fu Shiyue's arm, smiling politely.

Fu Shiyue turned his head and whispered in his ear, "Are you afraid?"

Lin Fei's earlobe was hot, and he asked frankly, "Who is the richest here?"

Fu Shiyue glanced around the venue, smiled lowly, "In front of your eyes."

"If you hold my waist, I won't be afraid." Lin Fei winked at him.

Fu Shiyue raised his eyebrows and put his arms around his waist. The two of them were like a pair of truly sweet lovers. They introduced Lin Fei kindly, "This is Mr. Chen from Bozhao Technology, and Mr. Qi from Jiyu Software..."

When the names were called, they were all well-known figures in the industry. Lin Fei greeted them calmly, not at all like a kid who had never seen a big scene.

After an introduction, I bumped into a CEO that Lin Fei had met on CCTV. He looked like a programmer, and he reached out to Fu Shiyue enthusiastically, "Boss Fu, long time no see!"

"President Fan of Zhengcheng Technology." Fu Shiyue shook hands with him, and introduced Lin Fei next to him with a calm smile, "My little friend, Fan always works in artificial intelligence."

Lin Fei nodded obediently and smiled slightly, "Mr. Fan, hello."

Mr. Fan had seen the two of them a long time ago. The people next to him were talking about what evil wind was blowing today. Fu Shiyue actually brought someone to the dinner party. The two were very close. , It's strange to be heterosexual, I didn't expect to bring this person here.

It's like the official announcement of a star's love, telling everyone clearly that this is my person, and I will cover it up in the future.

And look at the ties and bow ties of this couple, the relationship is not so good.

After walking around, Lin Fei brought a plate of cold cakes and sat on the sofa on the terrace. While eating, he faced people with their names in his mind. Fu Shiyue leaned opposite him, slowly swaying a glass of red wine, "Hungry? I'll take you later." Go out and eat."

Lin Fei shook his head, put down the plate after eating, and wiped the corners of his mouth with a tissue, "You wait for me here, I'll go do something."

"What's the matter?" Fu Shiyue asked with a smile.

Lin Fei straightened his bow tie with one hand and threw him a wink, "You'll find out in a while."

Lin Fei first went to Mr. Fan, and easily added Mr. Fan's WeChat account. Seeing that Mr. Fan likes to play polo in his circle of friends, he made an appointment to play polo on the weekend with a few words, and chat about the alpha patent.

Fu Shiyue stroked the wall of the glass with his fingertips, stared at Lin Fei's smooth operation, finished adding Mr. Fan's WeChat account, then turned around and went to find the people he had just introduced, and he would never let anyone go.

He narrowed his eyes slightly. He didn't wear glasses today, and his eyes looked even colder. Lin Fei was really courageous.

There were very few people on the terrace, and a few people were sitting and chatting. A bright and attractive woman walked in. Her mature body was wrapped in a sexy backless evening dress, and she swayed gracefully as she walked and moved.

Perhaps because of her beauty and self-confidence, she gracefully sat down in Lin Fei's place, held a glass of red wine, and said with a smile, "Boss Fu, I am a reporter from XX newspaper, can I have a drink with you?"

Fu Shiyue seldom attended the dinner party, and this was the first time he encountered such a situation, he toasted glasses lukewarmly, his eyes were still fixed on Lin Fei's freely moving figure in the hall, and the chill in his eyes became more and more intense.

"Mr. Fu, we have met before. I interviewed you at the Science and Technology Summit. I sat in the first row of the press box. Don't you remember me?" The woman was deliberately not annoying.

Fu Shiyue glanced at her, put the red wine glass on the tea table, folded his arms, and didn't intend to continue the conversation.

Journalists have a high psychological capacity to withstand the rejection, and the woman does not change her face. "Our newspaper is very interested in the new series of Polaris. I want to do an exclusive interview for you. Can I add your WeChat?"

Handsome men and beautiful women, there was a sense of gossip in the scene, a few scattered people glanced over curiously, Fu Shiyue looked away from Lin Fei, stared at her, and said indifferently, "You are disturbing me."

The woman made him stare uncomfortable, but he had no choice but to shoot. He walked to his side, sat on the armrest of the sofa, lowered his body slightly, and pressed a certain part on Fu Shiyue's shoulder impartially. He clearly felt the man's body stiffen. She I laughed secretly in my heart, as expected, no man could resist this move, "Do you think it is convenient for me to sweep you, or you to sweep me?"

Fu Shiyue didn't move at all. After several seconds, he turned his face away and looked at her, "What's the license plate number?"

"XXXX, does Mr. Fu want to get in my car?" The woman smiled ambiguously.

But soon, she couldn't laugh anymore.

"Journalism is a profession that offends people. Is it normal for the brakes to fail one day?"

Fu Shiyue stood up, unbuttoned two shirt openings, and glanced at her pale face, "Next time you see me, remember to turn around and run, otherwise the last sentence will come true."

He walked straight forward, rolled up his cuffs slowly, and greeted the oncoming people as if nothing had happened, until he reached the bathroom at the end and closed the door, his relaxed state suddenly tightened.

Fu Shiyue bowed his waist, forcibly suppressing the overwhelming feeling in his stomach, and that intense feeling surged.

The body's stress response is fine in daily contact, but once the other party shows excessive intimacy, his blood pressure will rise, and he will feel nauseous and retching.

He rarely appears in the public eye at ordinary times, and such a situation has never happened in recent years.

Lin Fei yawned and leaned against the car window, looking through a series of new WeChat friends on his phone, changing notes one by one.

Before going to the international school in Linjiang, you have to settle the matter of selling the patents, and the money will be needed in the future when Zhou Mian's family is found out.

He likes his classmates and teachers in the attached middle school very much. Transferring is a helpless move. Linjiang is half a day's drive away from Qiantang, and the international school is managed in a semi-closed manner, which can greatly reduce contact with Fu Shiyue and give himself a breathing space.

The door of the back seat was suddenly opened, and a cold embrace surrounded him from behind. The faint smell of mints entered his nose. Lin Fei turned his face away. What crooked idea?"

Lin Fei tilted his head, sniffed the sweetness of mints, and asked, "What kind of candy are you eating? The smell of vinegar is so strong."

Fu Shiyue measured him condescendingly, and warned with a half-smile, "You will cause trouble for others, you know?"

Lin Fei covered his chest with one hand, pretending weakly, "Uncle Fu, you are so fierce, I was scared to death."

"Poor acting skills." Fu Shiyue pressed his mint-smelling lips on his lips, rolling and kissing, "Try to see if it smells like vinegar."

The driver in the front row raised the baffle quickly with sharp eyes and hands, the cramped rear seat space was isolated from the world, and the night scene on both sides receded rapidly.

The tip of Lin Fei's tongue touched the taste of alcohol, feeling that something was wrong with Fu Shiyue, he held his breath, held his breath, and was careful not to misfire, "I want to play polo with Mr. Fan, and you come too."

Mr. Fan agreed to play polo with him, it must be because he cares more about Kerui than about drinking. Although he pretends to be a tiger, he is very smart. .

Fu Shiyue kissed the tip of his ear, ran his fingertips down his white and slender neck, pulled off the bow tie he tied with one hand, bit the soft flesh behind his ear, and asked in a low voice, "Sweetie, I look like Kay." son?"

Lin Fei hooked his shoulders with both hands, and acted obediently, "I want to be on your team, can't I?"

Fu Shiyue let out a chuckle, smelling his comfortable smell, the uncontrollable nausea gradually subsided, "Yes."