Rebirth of a scumbag man who becomes a loyal dog

Master Yan stood beside She Xin with one hand in his pocket.

Wei Qingchen stepped forward and embraced Shexin's shoulders, kissed the top of his head and said, "Why did you run here?"

"I took Grandpa and Jingxia out for a stroll, and I ran into Master Yan, who brought us here to drink tea, just in time to listen to you talking inside!" She Xin lowered his head and said softly.

Wei Qingchen looked behind him, and sure enough, she saw She Chang and Jing Xia sitting in the opposite tea room, and a young man whom he had never seen before.

Sure enough, a family should be tidy.

Fengyun often wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and asked the speaker a little embarrassedly: "When did you come?"

The Master Yan looked at him and smiled, but the smile disappeared from his eyes and said, "Not long!"

soon?How soon is it?How much did they hear those words just now?

Fengyun often rubbed his hands and wanted to say something, but the speaker said again: "When we came, you just said that you can't be hard!"

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left, but Fengyun hurriedly grabbed him and said, "Master Ling! Listen to me!"

"Hey! What are you doing?" The handsome guy in the tea room saw his cousin being dragged and pulled, and immediately came out with the teapot in hand. He pointed at Feng Yunchang and said, "Old man, let me go quickly... ..."

Halfway through his talk, he suddenly realized that the situation in front of him was often a little familiar, and he thought to himself, wasn't he the one who gave the speaker a red envelope in the New Year?

Thinking of his cousin's hesitation when he mentioned him, the handsome guy immediately changed his tone and said, "Don't touch my man!"

Speaker?

Fengyunchang? ? ?

"Stinky boy! Who do you call an old man? What else do you call him a man?" Feng Yunchang pulled the speaker to his side, and said angrily, "Who is he? Which man is it?"

"I am the only man in his life!" The handsome guy will >>>

The master tugged to his side, deliberately put his arms around his waist and said, "Stay away from him from now on, old man!"

"Damn it!" Fengyun was about to die of rage, he had been splashed with tea by Wei Qingchen before, and now he was splashed all over again, and immediately wanted to hit someone with his fist, Wei Qingchen held him down and said: "Don't you think it's not enough to be ashamed?"

"Master Yan!" Feng Yunchang pulled him back again, and asked him viciously: "I always thought you were so pure! I never thought you were such a person! Tell me! Except me, Wei Qingchen and this little boy, How many men do you have?"

The teacher's face turned pale, and then he was dragged again.

Wei Qingchen pushed Master Yan towards Shexin, squeezed his hands and directed his fists: "You two stay away!"

After half an hour...

The handsome guy wiped the sweat off his brow, and asked Wei Qingchen, "Brother, do you still fight?"

Wei Qingchen took a breath, shook his head and said, "Let's talk about it after drinking some tea!"

The scene was too bloody and the technique was too violent. In short, Fengyun was often beaten badly.

When the company went to work on the sixteenth day of the first lunar month, Feng Yunchang still arrived. With his face covered in bruises and everyone looking up at him, he challenged Yan Shi: "One month, I will definitely catch up with you!" Gave Qing Chen a provocative look.

The teacher is not short of money, he only asks for a heart, but it is a pity that Fengyun often can't get it.

The person who was eager to win unilaterally announced his break with Wei Qingchen, so he couldn't ask him about the method of chasing the words, he had to find someone else, after much deliberation, Fengyunchang found the secretary.

The secretary wore close-fitting half-sleeve and high-waisted jeans today, and Fengyun often saw her bending over to talk to the speaker, with the turbulent scenery, so he called her to the office, pointed at her with a frown, and said, "This is the company, what are you dressed like? High-heeled tights, how do you let a bunch of old men work? People who don’t know think you’re here for a side job!”

"Mr. Feng, there's nothing I can do about my good figure. This dress doesn't even leak flesh!" The secretary felt aggrieved.

Fengyun often gets a little angry: "The meat hasn't leaked out, look at this butt, this chest, it's even more uncontrollable than leaking out!"

The secretary took a step back in fright, folded his hands on his chest and said, "Boss Feng! I don't have a side job!"

"Okay!" Feng Yunchang waved his hand, rubbed his chin and said, "I came to you to ask, how can I win a person in a short time?"

"Are you talking about how to win President Yan within a month?"

"Know and ask?"

"I'm not a man, so I don't know what this man likes, but from my point of view, first of all, he has to be good-looking, rich!"

Feng Yun often looked at her, and the secretary hurriedly waved his hand and said, "You just fit the bill. You're handsome and rich, but it's just a waste of time. If you can act like you only like Mr. Yan, you might succeed! Like Mr. Yan Such a good-looking rich second generation, I guess they can only be moved with one heart and one mind!"

"Single-minded?" Feng Yunchang seemed to hear some joke: "The most fucking thing in this world is single-mindedness. You are single-minded to him, but he is half-hearted to you!"

"Boss Feng! You reacted so strongly, did you suffer any trauma?" The secretary looked at him gossipingly and said, "Have you ever been hurt?"

Feng Yunchang's face froze, he waved his hand and said, "Then how can we let him know that I'm single-minded?"

"This!" The secretary brushed her hair and said, "As long as you are sincere, the other party can always feel it! First of all, you should confess your confession, be more formal, and then try to be nice to him in sugar-coated cannonballs, and be serious , will always succeed!"

"Is that so?" Fengyun Chang was skeptical, and immediately went to find the speaker.

The air conditioner was turned on in the office, and Yan Shi picked up a pen to sign. When he saw Feng Yunchang barged in without knocking on the door, he frowned and said, "What's the matter?"

Most of the wounds on Feng Yunchang's face have gone through the application of medicine during this period of time, leaving only some bruises at the corners of his mouth, he walked around behind the speaker's desk, leaned over the desk and said: "I want to tell you something thing!"

"Say it!" The speaker leaned back, his face paled against the black shirt, and his eyes flickered.

"I like you!" Fengyun Chang lowered his eyebrows, and said with a serious expression: "Can you date me?"

"Huh?" Master Yan didn't expect this person to confess to him suddenly, he was taken aback for a moment, and his palms began to sweat unknowingly, Fengyun often couldn't see his nervousness, seeing that he didn't speak, he thought he didn't agree, a little bit He twitched his lips unhappily and said, "I'm serious, and I'm wholeheartedly devoted to you. Can you think about it? Give me a chance?"

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head to kiss him, and the teacher hid, his face touched the corner of his injured lips slightly, Fengyun frowned in pain, stretched out his hand to hold him lightly, and said, "Can I kiss you?"

Just a moment!

Breathing overlapped, the speaker couldn't refuse, and didn't want to refuse.

Everything was the same as in the previous life, a short confession hooked the obsessed sincerity.

Feng Yunchang finally recalled the taste of kissing the speaker that night, making people want to stop.

"Master Yan!" Feng Yunchang bent down and hugged the person on the chair, sniffing the fragrance of his neck with a little nostalgia, sticking out his tongue and licking it: "Will you be with me? I'm really good." I like you! I like you so much!"

As he spoke, he reached into Yan Shi's clothes. Yan Shi had never been so intimate with anyone before, and panted unbearably, with a good word stuck in his throat, and just about to say it, he heard the phone on the desk ring.

The speaker answered the phone, patted the hairy head on the neck, stood up and said, "We'll talk after the meeting!"

Listening to the sound of the gongs and drums, Feng Yunchang was overjoyed, thinking that there was something to be said for it.

He pulled the speaker's arm and hugged him into his arms, pinched the other's chin and kissed him domineeringly, and said in a low voice, "Can you promise now?"

The teacher's face was slightly red, and he reached out to hug him and said, "Everyone is still waiting in the meeting room, we will talk when we come back!"

"Then give me a kiss!"

"Well!"