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Early the next morning, Cheng Huang, who was sleeping soundly, was ordered to evict guests mercilessly. Li Mingtao told him that it was almost enough, and he wanted to go home and sleep.

The bleary-eyed Cheng Huang got up reluctantly, walked unsteadily to the bathroom to wash up, and after a while, with a toothbrush in his mouth, he leaned against the door and asked Li Mingtao, "I had a little bit last night, and your place still hurts?" ?"

Li Mingtao picked up a pile of cigarette butts in the ashtray last night, turned his back to him and said, "It's okay, you can go, I have to go to work."

"You are too fucking dedicated. You still go to work after this?"

"What kind of thing?" Li Mingtao turned back impatiently: "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up, I'm going to be late."

"Where are you making your fortune? With your work attitude, the boss can't help having fun every day."

"That's the way it is." Li Mingtao walked around Cheng Huang to wash his hands, but Cheng Huang grabbed him.

"Taozi, come with me." Cheng Huang stared at Li Mingtao with a serious expression, not joking at all: "As the vice president, I will have half of the company's assets and you half, how about it?"

Li Mingtao looked at Cheng Huang suspiciously. After a long time, he realized that the joke was really funny. He smiled dryly: "Just your little broken company? Is half of the assets enough to eat a bowl of shark's fin?"

Cheng Huang's self-esteem was obviously hurt, and he retorted: "I can't support you to death, you are so fucking contemptuous of people, and I can easily evaluate it over ten million."

Li Mingtao was noncommittal, shook off Cheng Huang's hand, and went to turn on the faucet.

"Taozi, I'm serious, you think about it."

"Seriously?" Li Mingtao pulled off the towel and wiped his hands, looking at Cheng Huang's sharp and handsome face in the mirror in front of him, his eyes filled with smiles again.It's still the kind of non-substantial smile, hypocritical: "What's the matter? Fucking me once isn't enough? Do you still fucking want to fuck me every day?"

Cheng Huang was stunned for a moment. To be honest, he really didn't think so, but he couldn't say what he was thinking. Anyway, he did have the urge to work with Li Mingtao, just like he did in college.

Seeing that he was silent, Li Mingtao gave him a hard push and gave an ultimatum: "I'll be here later, get out of here."

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According to Cheng Huang's recollection, he seemed to have never really understood Li Mingtao.

When they were in college, the summer vacation of their sophomore year was the time when the two of them worked in the darkest. The one-bedroom, one-living unit that Cheng Huang rented came in handy. During that time, it became their love nest. It is the love juice they sway.Once, as soon as Cheng Huang took off Li Mingtao's pants, Huzi and the others appeared out of season.

Fortunately, Cheng Huang only allocated the key to the apartment to Li Mingtao. No matter how rude these people are, they can only obediently knock on the door outside.The problem is, for two horny men, it's much harder to get that thing to soften than to put on clothes.There was no other way, Li Mingtao had an idea, and quickly stuffed the Japanese AV tape, which he spent a lot of money on, into the VCR and turned up the volume.

When Huzi and his gang came in, a disheveled Japanese girl on TV was screaming and screaming, and then looked at the virtues of the two of them who wanted to be dissatisfied. His mother is not interesting anymore, she only cares about eating meat for herself, and doesn't even care about a group of wolf cubs who are waiting to be fed, and don't even give them a sip of porridge.

Cheng Huang laughed and cursed, threw the toilet paper over, and gave a very warm tip, take it easy and be careful.

While everyone was concentrating on watching porn, Cheng Huang dragged Li Mingtao into the bedroom, locked the door behind him with a click, and began to address their needs.

That was the best time Cheng Huang had done in college. On the bed, Li Mingtao's reaction was always low-key. The involuntary humming and low moaning from the depths of his throat made people feel somewhat dull, but Cheng Huang was good at it.

He likes Li Mingtao's suppressed feeling, the more Li Mingtao suppresses his voice, the more he wants to fuck him crazily.

That day, there were many people outside. Li Mingtao knelt by the bed in the bedroom and did not dare to vent his breath. Cheng Huang hit him lifelessly behind him. The more he was out of breath, the more excited Cheng Huang was. This kind of extreme depression The pleasure made Li Mingtao sweat profusely, and his skin was flushed as if it had been dyed.

At that time, Cheng Huang whispered in his ear: "Taozi...I love you so fucking much." This sentence was yelled out with a suppressed voice. Although the volume was not loud, it sounded very clear. Li Mingtao's whole body trembled, and gushing out...

Cheng Huang never discussed relationship issues with his bed partner, and he never got involved with topics such as love and not love. For him, going to bed is only related to two words, that is "fuck" and "cool".

But that day, I don't know if it was because the fuck was so cool, but the word "love" did appear in his words, and not only that, after the incident, he even talked about love with Li Mingtao for the first time.

While putting on his trousers, Cheng Huang asked Li Mingtao beside him, "Are you comfortable?"

Li Mingtao gave a simple "hmm" and lowered his head to pick up the T-shirt on the ground.

Cheng Huang hugged him from behind and asked, "Do you like me?"

"I don't like it." Li Mingtao answered faster than expected.

This remark made Cheng Huang somewhat uncomfortable, but he still maintained a calm smile, biting and biting the back of Li Mingtao's neck: "Say it, tell me quickly~ Say you like me."

"Don't make trouble," Li Mingtao lowered his voice and struggled to break free: "Let's go out quickly, the tape is almost over."

Cheng Huang didn't listen to him, and still pestered him like an octopus.

"Is it over yet? Don't annoy me!" Li Mingtao was anxious, turning his head and yelling at Emperor Cheng.

"Don't tell me, right?" Cheng Huang withdrew his hands, leaned against the door, and said half-truths: "Then you won't fuck in my bed from now on."

Li Mingtao looked up at him in astonishment, with an indistinct look in his eyes, as if he was anxiously trying to explain something: "Chenghuang, actually I..."

"Fuck, the tape is rolled up, what the hell is going on?!" There was a commotion in the living room outside, and the tiger's horrific cry cut off Li Mingtao's words after "I", and there will be no more words after this break. connected.

That day, Huzi and the others spent a whole day at Cheng Huang's place, and almost chewed the entire video recorder. Basically, the rest of the time was spent complaining about God's injustice and regretting that the tape had been rewinded too much.

As for what Li Mingtao wanted to say back then, Cheng Huang didn't know, and he wasn't interested in mentioning it again. Li Mingtao didn't say anything, and he didn't bother to ask. After all, only the physical relationship is the simplest, and the pleasure of erection and ejaculation is the purest. People never want to live too tired.

Therefore, even after the two broke up, Cheng Huang didn't understand Li Mingtao's behavior of avoiding him like a plague god for a long time, so he would choose to ignore it.

But that winter night when he accidentally fucked Li Mingtao made Cheng Huang seriously think about a question, that is, what does Li Mingtao think of him?

Because on the seventh day after Li Mingtao rejected Cheng Huang's proposal in person, the man appeared in Cheng Huang's office.

At that time, Li Mingtao was dragging a small suitcase with a black coat on his hand, and asked him coldly, "Do you have a staff dormitory here?"

-

For the next half a year, Li Mingtao didn't mention that night to Cheng Huang again. They seemed to have really returned to their youthful years in college, and they were still the purest kind. They can't talk about each other, and even if it involves the past, it's just a joke or two that doesn't matter.

From Cheng Huang's point of view, the nonsense of the two of them has long since become a thing of the past, and there is nothing left, and they have no one in their hearts.

But in "Gone with the Wind", the information Hao Wenjing revealed made Cheng Huang clearly feel that Li Mingtao's feelings are far from being as simple as he imagined.

He had no intention of living in poverty with Hao Wenjing any longer, so he pinched the cigarette in his hand and asked Li Mingtao to go to the cashier to pay the bill, while he went to the car to rest his eyes and calm down.

Not long after, the sound of the engine sounded in the silent car. Li Mingtao started the car while pushing him, telling him that the car was cold, so don't fall asleep.

"Did I say you can't settle the bill?" Seeing that Cheng Huang still had his eyes closed, Li Mingtao helped him wake up without saying anything: "Every time I fill out the reimbursement form and go through the financial process for you, if this continues, You can only write your own name."

"Why don't you just sell the company to you, and I'll stay home and count the money." Cheng Huang opened his eyes and looked at Li Mingtao with a smile.

Li Mingtao snorted: "You are so damn good at eating soft food, your lazy tendons look different from others."

Cheng Huang didn't respond to Li Mingtao's sarcasm with a smile as usual, on the contrary, he was very serious: "Taozi, to be honest, if you are interested, I will pay to help you set up a company. A registered capital of one million yuan is not a problem."

Li Mingtao was silent, and the car was suddenly silent. After a long time, his deep voice sounded: "I'm not interested."

"Director Wu of the State Taxation Bureau of the Eastern District has a good relationship with me. They have a fat vacancy recently, and the establishment of civil servants, the wind can't blow, the rain can't catch, and there is still a lot of oil and water..."

"What do you mean?" Li Mingtao interrupted him.

"If you think I'm tired and too distracted, I'll help you run it..."

"What's the matter? You want to say goodbye to me? I don't know where to throw it, do you?" Li Mingtao interrupted him with a strange tone.

"What are you talking about? I don't mean it!"

"If you don't mean it, then do what you want! Stop meddling in my business!" Li Mingtao yelled.

After the roar, the car fell into silence again.

After a long time, Cheng Huang snorted coldly: "It seems that there is still not enough work for you. Go, get a Volvo and drive it to Zhang Hao tomorrow."

"Why?" Li Mingtao asked suspiciously.

"Zhang Hao's birthday, give him a birthday present." Cheng Huang has always been good at making up nonsense.

Li Mingtao was silent, and when he opened his mouth again, it was a half-hearted joke: "You have a big mouth to ask someone who fucked you before to give a birthday present to someone who is fucking you now?"

"Aren't you addicted to being my nanny?" Cheng Huang said every word very clearly: "You fucking asked for it."

Suddenly, Li Mingtao made a sharp right turn and stopped on the side of the road.

"Get out of the car!" He said coldly.

Cheng Huang glanced at Li Mingtao's trembling hands on the steering wheel, and said with a playful smile: "It's very cold, and it's not easy to take a taxi. Are you willing to let me freeze outside?"

"Get the fuck out of me!" Li Mingtao yelled, forcibly opened Cheng Huang's seat belt, and pushed it out.

Without hesitation, the car door slammed shut, and the car sped away.

For a long time after Li Mingtao left, Cheng Huang didn't move much. He leaned on the nearby street lamp and fumbled for a long time before he found a cigarette and a lighter on his body.

Lone Star Hanyue, a man was leaning against the side of the road, puffing clouds and fog, at first glance there was a kind of indescribable coldness.