How to be a patron

Although his attitude is casual, his manner is quite polite. He put on the slippers I took out from the depths of the shoe cabinet in a proper manner, and walked into the room to explore.

"Shall I sleep in the same bed with you?" He couldn't help asking when he found that I didn't have a spare bedroom or bed.

I also hesitated at this time, and even regretted spending 1000 yuan to bring a stranger home (the point is definitely not 1000 yuan). I have never brought a bed partner home before.

I looked at his straight back and sexy buttocks, and suddenly said, "Why don't you go take a shower first."

"Huh?" He turned around, saw me staring at him, and understood, "It's time to start work now...it's so late, I usually only feel it at six or seven in the morning and at six in the evening."

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"Then you'd better sleep on the sofa. I'll wash up and go to bed first. Keep your voice down when you take a bath."

"Hey..." He wanted to argue again, but seeing that I didn't pay attention to him, he could only mutter in a low voice, "Okay, the sofa is the sofa."

It was already two o'clock in the morning when I threw myself on the bed after taking a shower, and I heard that he really lightly washed and lay down on the sofa without making a sound, so I also squinted my eyes.

So sloppy.I said to myself, just seeing a person who fits my eyes, I will take him home obsessively, and spend a lot of money (not the point!), If his character is not good, there may even be some other problems... Alas, tomorrow It's better to explain clearly to him, or ask others to find out his details.

Thinking of this, I fell asleep in a daze.

The next day, I slept until eleven o'clock as usual, and walked into the bathroom with sleepy eyes, and found that this guy had already bought a series of daily necessities such as towels, toothbrushes, and seemed to be staying for a long time.

After I washed up, I walked into the living room, just in time to see him doing push-ups with his bare upper body and wearing only the tight jeans from last night. Slips into the invisible part of the jeans along the tight and defined back.

I suddenly felt the pleasure of being a patron, and I no longer needed to look for food because of the sudden feeling. The ready-made delicacies were right in front of my eyes. The thoughts of explaining clearly and inquiring about the details last night had long been thrown away by me. the back of the head.

I walked up to him and looked at him condescendingly: "Didn't you say that you feel good when you wake up in the morning, huh?"

The meaning behind that breath is self-evident.

He burst out laughing when he heard the words, stood up and faced me face to face, the pressure of his body immediately dissipated my pleasure just now.

He said calmly: "Boss, what I said last night was that I felt it at six or seven in the morning, and it's almost twelve o'clock now. It's time for lunch. Please come early next time."

"Damn! Don't be shameless, I'll cover you, I will use you whenever I want." I was aroused by his semi-sarcastic tone, and felt the great inequality, In this tone, who is the gold master? !

"Oh, but I don't want to do it now, I don't feel it, so you are not happy, and I am not happy, too tired."

I was so angry that I almost wanted to slap him twice. The people I got along with before were not obedient to me. Occasionally, there were a few arrogant ones, and I knew there was a bottom line. Why did I meet someone who is not good-looking today.

Hmph, is it because I seldom hang out with other rich second generations, and I don't have the aura of a rich man? !

But this guy is so tall, if I really want to do it, I must be the one who suffers... The anger turned in my chest for two or three weeks, I crossed my arms and sat down on the sofa.

"So, you plan to stay at my house 24 hours a day, do nothing, and then leave when you earn money?"

He came over, stretched out his long hand, and picked me up from the sofa: "Boss, I'm telling the truth. Next time you arrive at the o'clock, I will definitely satisfy you. Besides, I'm not doing nothing. Today In the morning, I went out for morning exercise and bought breakfast for you, but you didn’t wake up, so I ate it myself. Then it was almost noon, and I went out to buy some food. I just fried two meat and one vegetarian. Are you satisfied with it? ?”

I was pushed into the kitchen by him from behind.I almost never have a fire and nothing in the kitchen.Looking at it now, he has neatly arranged cooking oil, salt, vinegar, and soy sauce on the stove, and the dishes on the table look quite good.

My anger subsided a bit, and I said awkwardly, "Well... three meals are not reimbursed."

"That's it... well, then I will only cook vegetarian dishes next time."

"You..." I was so angry that I ate two bowls of rice without leaving him a bite.

I'm a bit picky eater, but luckily he didn't cook something I don't like today, I said to him while eating: "You can cook in the future, but I don't eat shellfish, garlic and leeks, and Green pepper."

He nodded to show that he understood, and quickly put vegetables and rice in his bowl, which is indeed a soldier's style in this regard.I was led by him, and the pace of eating became faster.

When I was full, I spread the bowls and chopsticks. He didn't say much, and ate up all the leaves on the plate in a few mouthfuls. Then he put away the plates and went into the kitchen. After a while, he brought out a large bowl of steaming seaweed and egg soup.

"Ah, there's soup too. Let me tell you earlier. I like to eat bibimbap."

"There is no such habit in the army. When you eat, you eat and drink soup. But since you like this, I will serve the soup with you next time."

Seeing that he was obedient, I nodded in satisfaction, and most of my anger subsided again.

"What do you usually do, stay at my house?" Although I have a lot of leisure, I still have to find time to show my face at the company these days, and I am a little worried about leaving a stranger at home alone.

He filled a bowl of soup for himself, seeing that I didn't do anything, he took my bowl and filled it up: "If it's convenient, can you give me a spare key, I usually go out to do my own things, you Call me if you need to."

I sneered: "You still have your own business? There is a need, I just had a need, why don't you satisfy me?"

"Boss," he finished his soup and put down the bowls and chopsticks, "I said there is a need, and I need a car. Although I think the money you gave is too little, since you don't have a car, you need a car. You can call me by car. As for what I want to do, I don’t need to interfere with each other.”

Who said I don't have a car...

"You talk about your own business, how do I know if it's a serious business, and I just cover you up so vaguely, I don't know if you have any other problems."

He looked into my eyes with sincerity: "I just had a physical examination last month, there is nothing wrong with me, and I am very clean and care about my body."

I was a little timid by his piercing eyes, so I pretended to bow my head and drink the soup.

His eyes followed my lowered eyes, and he continued, "I need money, so I usually do odd jobs when I have nothing to do."

"Oh." I pushed the soup bowl to him after I finished drinking, "So you think I gave too little money?"

"Yes, yes!" He looked like a dog again, "Add money?"

"Go wash the dishes, I'm going to take a nap."

He didn't get the reply he wanted, and went into the kitchen dejectedly.

It is said that it is a nap, and I will never fall asleep without lying on the bed and playing with my mobile phone for two or three hours.But today when I was playing with my mobile phone, I always thought of him who was separated by the door—Gou Meng, well, I am still not used to calling him that.He heard his voice disappear after washing the dishes, and he didn't know what he was doing.

After losing two mobile games in a row, I was in a bad mood, so I simply dropped my phone and sneaked open a crack in the door to see what that person was doing.

The living room was quiet, he was half lying on the sofa reading a book.

The distance is a bit far, I can't read the name of the book, it seems to be a big tome.

Tsk tsk tsk, I feel sour for him in my heart, why pretend to be awesome.

I lay back on the bed and reached for my phone. I sent a WeChat message to my well-informed and gossip-loving friends:

"Does anyone know Gou Meng? Help me find out about this person."

After a while, Mr. No. [-], who is the most idle, replied to my message:

"You mean the one at the XX nightclub? The one who served as a soldier? The one who got a luxury car after being taken care of by a rich woman? The one who had a backer in the army?"

Me: "It should be... right."

Number one: "Fuck, why are you asking him, he just appeared last month, all kinds of awesome, all kinds of mysterious, all kinds of unpredictable, I heard that someone is going to adopt him again yesterday, he is still a man, hahahaha It's just looking for abuse!"

I thought about it, but I still don't plan to tell Mr. One the truth: "...so how much do you know?"

Number One: "Didn't I just tell you that there are so many mysteries, many people want to know about him, but few people seem to know him."

Well, I chatted with No. [-] for a while, and then read the messages sent by other people. The content is similar, either to say that I don’t know much, or to ask me why I am suddenly interested in him.

I was too lazy to go back, so I just turned off my phone and fell asleep.

It was already evening when I woke up, and I lay in bed for a while before getting up.

He was already busy with dinner in the kitchen. I sat on the sofa and saw that the book he was reading at noon was placed on the coffee table, and I picked it up and flipped through it.

I was really surprised when I saw it. He clipped a carefully processed red leaf as a bookmark, like I read books as I read them.

The cover of the book is very clean, and it can be seen that it has been well maintained. Most of the places I have read have notes. Although the writing is not very beautiful, it is very neatly written.

This is a combination of biography and travel notes written by a reporter. Gou Meng wrote his own relevant knowledge in the blank space of the page. It seems that Gou Meng has probably been to the places this reporter has been to.

After closing the book, my opinion of him changed slightly.At least, I can't take a book so seriously.

"Fortunate natural choice!"

Hearing my name suddenly and angrily, I trembled all over, feeling like I was back in my school days, almost subconsciously standing at attention and shouting "To".

"Come to eat." He called me from the kitchen.

"Oh." I gently put the book back in place, got up and went to the kitchen.