It's getting cold, the president and his secretary are crazy

Liang Fang's shrinking made the president very satisfied.

In the MIX bar, you can see a couple of men everywhere, tired of sitting together.The ambiguous lights shine down in circles, and the soft whispers are like waves at high tide, enveloping the lovers.

On the booth behind the two of them, there is a couple kissing passionately.The partition was translucent, and one could be seen sitting on the lap of the other, pulling the other's shirt into a crumpled mess.

Liang Fang lowered his head, the mask was pulled up to the bridge of his nose, revealing a pair of big and clear eyes, he dared not look anywhere.The creases at the end of his eyes were rosy, as if he was about to cry out of embarrassment.

"What would you like to drink?" The president rolled up his cuffs, showing clear and clean joints, asked the waiter for a leather order booklet, and pushed it in front of Liang Fang.

Liang Fang spread out the booklet, flipped a page, and then another.

"It's so slow, why are you proofreading? May I lend you a pen?" The president teased him.

"I want this," as if after making up his mind for a long time, Liang just showed the icon on the brochure to the CEO.

Chocolate Milk, chocolate milk.

Liang Fang opened his eyes very seriously, like his little bird.

"What kind of chocolate do you want to drink at the bar?" He patiently persuaded, and turned the booklet forward, "Choose from the first four pages at will."

"Mr. Sen," Liang Fang hesitated, "I've never had anything with alcohol."

"Long Island Iced Tea," the president made a decision for Liang Fang, and said to the waiter, "I want the same." drunk.

The Long Island iced tea was served, and Liang Fang looked at it as beautiful as juice, pulled off his mask with relief, and took a sip with a straw in his mouth.He asked in the clear kissing sound of the couple behind him: "Mr. Mori, what kind of work are we going to handle? What do you want to teach me?"

"Liang Fang," Zhang Sen's voice suddenly became clear, and a sharp chord struck his ear, completely different from before, "I know you like men."

"This will also be the last time you come to MIX."

Liang Fang raised his head, with ignorant eyes.

"You little kid, you haven't come out to play much. It's a pity for you."

"You are about to become a public figure, and you will be photographed everywhere." The president said slowly, his eyes wandering on Liang Fang's face, "Next month, once the commercial is released, your clothes will be fashionable, and your eyes It’s Public Enemy, your itinerary is a popular reservation, and you will never have a chance to enter this MIX.”

The president is very serious, not joking at all.

As serious as a proposal with a client.

"My child, you have never managed a company, you have never been popular before, you have never been chased by thousands of people, and you have never fallen from a high place," Zhang Sen lowered his eyes, using a transparent stirring stick on the Long Island Ice Cream. Draw a circle in the tea, "By your side, the only person who has experienced such an experience is probably me."

"While you are free now, while nothing has happened to you, I will take you to get drunk first, and then to be bad. You are too obedient and have never taken on anything. In the future, you remember that we had a drunk friend , no matter what happens, brother will protect you."

"This is your overtime work today."

"Okay, Brother Sen." Liang Fang replied kindly, looking deeply at Zhang Sen.

The president didn't expect him to accept it so quickly, raised an eyebrow, picked up the cup and touched him.

Cup after cup of Long Island iced tea was served, Liang Fang bit the straw, watching the face of the person opposite slowly turn red.

Zhang Sen's brow bones are very prominent, and his facial features have a strong sense of lines. His eyes are good-looking, and he is not very focused when he faints, as if he has two springs in his mouth.

His nose hangs high, and the alars of the nose are very aggressive here, which is an excellent focus of sight.

I heard that people with big noses have strong human nature|functions, and they are also easy to get drunk.

The couple behind walked away one after another.

Liang Fang calmly pushed another cup of Long Island iced tea towards the opposite side.Zhang Sen slowly and obediently took the straw in his mouth.

"I seem to have drunk too much." The president's voice rarely softened.

"Me too, I'm about to throw up." But Liang Fang's face remained unchanged, and his voice was clear, as if he hadn't drunk at all.He took a leisurely look at the president.

If someone has been paying attention to them, they will find that there will be a terrible scene here: the boy who was weak and obedient when he first came in, and the boy who ordered chocolate milk is obviously soft and cute.Now the whole person has changed into another kind of aura, which is scrutinizing, condescending, and not arrogant, looking at the other side with eyes that don't match his appearance.

Yue Mo was tired from sitting, Liang just raised his eyes, and called the waiter, and the waiter ran away.Liang Fang took out a black card to pay the bill, and then made a call.

Half an hour later, a Lamborghini stopped at the entrance of MIX, and a man wearing a very well-designed and expensive suit came in, attracting the attention of all bar people.The man walked to Liang Fang's booth, bowed, frowned when he saw Zhang Sen, and planned to help the rotten president up.

Liang Fang gave him a look, and the bodyguard understood and stood aside.Liang Fang bent down, bent his knees, and carried Zhang Sen behind his back.

"Mr. Xiao Liang, this..." the bodyguard whispered.

Liang Fang ignored the bodyguard and walked in the direction of the car, and the bodyguard followed behind.

Zhang Sen seems to be in good shape, but in fact it is the result of years of good exercise and strict self-discipline, but recently he has been suffering from proposals and occasionally slack.But Liang Fang could feel the tightness of Zhang Sen's abdominal muscles on his back.

"Liang Fang, we are already acquaintances. Tell me the truth, has Su Huang ever fucked you?"

"He dares."

The bodyguard couldn't bear to listen, and slowed down a few steps, out of their sight.

"Liang Fang, let me tell you, your boyfriend is incompetent." Zhang Sen changed the subject in a daze.

"Huh?" Liang Fang asked.

"Otherwise, why would you let me come to MIX with you?" Zhang Sen didn't forget to ask rhetorical questions even when he was drunk.

"It's him who wants me to come to MIX." Liang Fang smiled lowly.

"Fuck, your boyfriend is an idiot." Zhang Sen muttered to himself. "You're almost popular, and he doesn't treasure you, you're so easy to kidnap."

Liang Fang: ...

After getting into the car, Liang Fang directed the driver: "Go to the lotus pond."

The president was sitting on the side, his head drooping back and forth. Liang Fang couldn't bear to see him, so he pulled his hair and put the president's head on his legs.

As Liang Fang expected, Zhang Sen was much cuter when he was still asleep than when he was not asleep. When that mouth stopped babbling, the world was quiet, the handsome man was docile, and the hair on his forehead looked easy to touch.

"Fangyuan Community, No. [-], [-]rd Floor, Unit [-], Building [-]." Arriving at the destination, Liang Fang told the people in the car, and his entourage followed.No one asked Liang Fang how he knew his home address.

"Aunt Wang." Liang Fang entered the room, took the initiative to greet the nanny, and then went to the bedroom with the president on his back.

Zhang Sen woke up from the torment, and let Liang Fang take off his shoes.

But I still know how to continue the previous topic: "Hurry up and divide it. You child has no experience."

"There is no real relationship. Boil NM milk and feed him shi."

Liang Fang finally couldn't tolerate Zhang Sen talking like that anymore.

He stretched out a hand, put it against the president's lips, and said with a low smile, "Milk is okay, but I can't feed you anything else."