King's return

The curtains in the bedroom were drawn all the time, and the room was filled with an ambiguous and confused atmosphere until the sun was high.

The surroundings were quiet, if it weren't for the messy clothes and sheets on the big bed, it would have made people think that the beautiful scene in full swing last night was just a dream.

After waking up, the first thing Rong Jian did when he opened his eyes was to turn his head and look at the man next to him.

The man was still asleep, his hair messily stuck to his forehead, half of his face was pressed to Rong Jian's shoulder, and there was a red mark on his pillow.

My hands and feet are all wrapped around my body, and my sleeping posture is really bad.

Thinking so, Rong Jian moved her lips closer to kiss her, and said in her heart, only I can tolerate you.

It was too warm in the quilt, and Rong Jian was too lazy to move. He lightly stroked Lin Yanxiu's smooth waist with his palm, and couldn't help touching his upturned buttocks.

The place where I was so comfortable last night, tsk, it still feels so good.

The big hands rubbed and squeezed Lin Yanxiu's buttocks lightly, no matter how sleepy the pig was, it should wake up.

Rong Jian watched as he opened his eyes in a daze, quickly kissed him secretly, and said nonchalantly with a calm face, "Are you awake? Good morning."

Boss Lin, who hadn't recalled "Morning", subconsciously responded, and then froze instantly.

Rong Jian watched as the blush on the man's face spread down from the top of his head at a speed that was almost visible to the naked eye, and it immediately turned into a cooked prawn.

Soon the shrimp seemed to be startled, shrunk into a shrimp ball and buried it in his arms, only showing the tips of two red quivering ears in the black hair.

Boss Lin, who was like a shy little daughter-in-law after consummating the house, failed to see Rong Jian's rare gentle smile.

"Lin Yanxiu, do you want to suffocate yourself to death?" Rong Jian stretched out his paws and rubbed the top of the opponent's head, his dull voice revealed the unique hoarseness after passion.

Lin Yanxiu patted his hand away, half of his head was exposed from under the quilt, and said viciously: "Damn, even if I die, you will kill me!"

As soon as these words came out of his mouth, Lin Yanxiu wanted to bite off his tongue.

Fuck your sister!

But Rong Jian said in a serious manner: "Don't say such nonsense."

Lin Yanxiu's handsome face blushed even harder: "You're a prodigal! Shut up!"

Rong Jian looked at him reluctantly, and showed his usual "I can't do anything with you" expression: "Okay, you are allowed to mess around in front of me."

"I#%￥&%%"

Lin Yanxiu felt that his liver was getting angry again, and he couldn't understand the Martian language that came out of his mouth.

"You wait for me, one day, sooner or later, I'm going to do it—" Lin Yanxiu raised his eyebrows, and just about to say something harsh, he just stood up a little bit, when a sudden soreness hit his waist, causing him to fall directly When I went back, I couldn't get up for a long time.

Rong Jian frowned and hugged him: "What's wrong?"

"Nowhere is comfortable!"

Lin Yanxiu gritted his teeth and rubbed his old waist. This bastard is a beast!It was so ruthless that the waist almost broke in two!

Rong Jian also groped over, and massaged the other person's waist gently: "I'll rub it for you."

"Hmm..." Lin Yanxiu snorted nasally, nestling in the man's arms to enjoy the free service.

Immediately afterwards, I heard someone from Rong muttering: "Yesterday you obviously screamed very comfortably."

"—Rong Jian! If you don't complain, will you die?!"

"Meow~>_<!"

Since the early morning, Milk, who has been squatting outside the bedroom and desperately scratching at the door, is already so hungry that he doesn't even have the strength to scream.

It was shrunk into a small meat ball with white hair, and whimpered listlessly, but the closed door still had no tendency to open.

I could only faintly hear the intermittent conversations coming from inside.

"Hey, enough of you! Get that thing off!"

"No."

"It's against you?!"

"It wants to stand, and I can't help it."

"—cut it!"

"No, cutting it off won't make you comfortable."

"Damn! It's so comfortable, your sister! - Umm, don't do it in broad daylight"

"Look, yours is standing."

"Well, only once! It's too big, don't insert it so quickly——"

"You sit up"

"No, it's so deep"

"Meow?" Milk's fluffy ears also drooped, and it sighed—if cats can sigh too.

Suddenly, he began to miss Fang Tong's little assistant very much.

It's past noon.

The asphalt roads in the city are driving back and forth, and under the scorching sun, a mirage-like illusory mist is scorching in the distance.

Weta Corporation, as an aircraft carrier-level leader in the world's game industry, purchased the next skyscraper office building directly in the city center where every inch of land was expensive.

All the rooms on the highest floor have been emptied, and the entire floor is a spacious president's office, which is extremely luxuriously covered with crimson handmade carpets.

Unlike WT and OP, which are listed on the stock market through joint-stock financing, the entire Vita is the private property of the Shen family for several generations, and the family controls as much as 80% of the shares.

As the chairman, Shen Luotian is the dictator of Weta.

At this moment, Chairman Shen is having lunch in this spacious office that can hear echoes while walking.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the sun was shining brightly, but the curtains were drawn tightly, and it was dark inside.

Shen Luotian sat in front of the dining table, holding a knife and fork in his hands, his posture was rigorous and elegant like a medieval European nobleman, even the placement of the plates and wine glasses was particular.

His age is just over, and he is considered young among those old foxes of the same generation who have been up and down in the mall for many years.

The affluent life these years has been well maintained, and the appearance does not look old.

In order to mourn the death of his fiancée who passed away, Shen Luotian had lived an ascetic single life for many years. I don't know how many famous ladies and daughters fantasized about marrying him, but this man with an astonishing net worth never let go of his marriage.

In the past ten years, the title of "stupid guy" has been well known by everyone on Wall Street in the United States.

Shen Luotian looked at Shen Qin opposite, with deep and serious eyes.

"You've done a good job with WT's affairs, but it's a little urgent." Shen Luotian said in a slow tone, wiped the corners of his mouth, and continued, "If you act too hastily, it will make other companies feel threatened, and things will not go smoothly in the future. conduct."

"I understand, father." Shen Qin raised his eyes and responded respectfully.

Except for the subtle metal sound of tableware touching each other, there is only a formulaic dialogue between the two, which is completely like a superior to a subordinate. If it weren't for the word "father", outsiders would not be able to see the relationship between the two.

"En." Shen Luotian finally nodded with a little satisfaction, and didn't speak again.

The oppressive atmosphere filled the surroundings. Shen Qin mechanically stuffed food into his mouth. The posture of the father and son was as elegant. Even the French beef brought in by air and the first-class dishes cooked, he couldn't taste the slightest bit of taste.

After finally finishing his lunch, Shen Luotian finally waved to him: "Go out and do something."

"Yes, father." Shen Qin secretly breathed a sigh of relief, walked out of the room with long legs without haste, and did not forget to close the door lightly.

The old housekeeper cleaned up the dishes on the table. This old man who had worked in the Shen family for most of his life dared to smile in front of Shen Luotian: "Chairman, the young master has been training outside for a few years, and he is much more stable."

"Oh, it's still not enough." Shen Luotian shook his head, and said lightly, "How much effort has he wasted in irrelevant places in order to take down WT Company this time? If it weren't for that Lu Tinggan, it seems that he has no intention of running it anymore. Change to an experienced old fox, do you think Shen Qin can go so smoothly?"

The old butler said softly, "The young master is only 24 this year, and the chairman is too harsh on him."

"Already 24." Shen Luotian closed his eyes for a while, "Although he is the adopted son of the family, I have always raised him as my own son. As the only heir of the Shen family, it is reasonable to be strict."

The old housekeeper followed his tone and said: "The young master has always been very filial, and the chairman put too much pressure on him, not to mention you don't have a biological son"

Shen Luotian, whose face was suddenly covered with frost, immediately silenced the old housekeeper, secretly regretting why he said the worst thing all of a sudden—Chairman Shen has never had a child, which has always been his heart disease.

"Old Xu is confused, the chairman should not take it to heart."

Shen Luotian's complexion calmed down: "Old Xu, don't mention this matter again. You go down first, and let me stay alone for a while."

"One more thing. At the end of this month, the domestic NGC preliminaries will start. You have Shen Qin prepare."

"Huh? Did the chairman agree to let the young master sign up for the competition?"

"Who allowed him to sign up for the competition? Hmph, this kind of unscrupulous thing makes him less likely to do it. I want him to prepare to recruit popular talents, so as to lay the groundwork for Weta's entry in the future."

"Oh, I see." The old butler nodded, pushed the dining car and backed out.

Shen Luotian was still sitting in front of the window, as upright as ever.

After a long time, he took out a pocket watch from his pocket, flicked the framed photo on the cover with his fingertips, and a trace of pain flashed across his deep black eyes.

“I don’t know if your mother and child will be safe in the kingdom of heaven”

Chairman Shen's inner gloom did not affect the bright sunshine outside in the slightest.

The roofs of villas in the suburbs are plated with a layer of golden light.

Milk, who was dizzy from hunger, waited for an unknown how long, and finally waited for the door to open.

On the big bed in the bedroom, lay the naked back of a big man, his chest was heaving rapidly, and his clothes and pants fell to the ground in a mess.

Rong Jian walked out wearing a well-tailored blue shirt, seemingly in a good mood, and even walked a little faster.

"Meow >_<!" Milk immediately regained his energy, and rushed over to hug his leg tightly without letting go of his claws.

"Oh, are you hungry?" Rong Jian picked it up, ran down its hair apologetically, went downstairs to the kitchen, frowned and muttered: "Wangzai's milk seems to be gone, and I haven't bought cat food."

Rong Jian lowered his eyes silently, looking at it expressionlessly.

"Milk, do you eat grass?"

"Meow woo woo!!!"

Ever seen a cat eating grass? !Have you seen it? !Have you seen it? !

If milk could talk, it would definitely growl louder than Boss Lin.