That scumbag famous flower has a master

Holding two tickets, Tang Chen asked for leave alone to attend the Bbox concert.

After the concert, he returned to the base by himself.At two o'clock in the morning, most of the members of their team hadn't slept yet, but when it was four o'clock in the morning, Tang Chen raised his head and took his eyes off the screen, only to realize that he was the only one left in the training room.

At 25 years old, he is relatively old in the e-sports circle, and he is occasionally ridiculed as an old man.His physical condition does not allow him to continue playing for a long time, but the team cannot live without him yet.Tang Chen can only take care of his body. Since he became the captain, he basically goes to bed early and gets up early, and his schedule is not like that of an e-sports player.

But today, it is rare for the elderly to suffer from insomnia, and the frost outside is heavy in the early morning of summer. Tang Chen stood on the balcony outside and began to smoke, causing the cold air to stick to his clothes.Maybe because of some emotional problems, I forgot how many cigarettes I smoked.

When Tang Chen stubbed out the cigarette butts when he saw that the sky was getting brighter and sanitation workers appeared on the street and began to clean the street, a little sleepiness finally appeared in his mind.

He only realized later, oh, it turned out that this time has come.

Before going to bed, Tang Chen returned to his desk.The only heart that he brought out from Cheng Geyun's house was still open as you moved, and it was in good condition. Tang Chen touched its petals, and finally leaned over.

Lips pressed against the petals and kissed very lightly.

When Cheng Geyun got up early, Jiang Youzhao was helping him feed Xiao Smart.

He was wearing a nightgown, and went to serve his own hot milk, "Have you cooked for your daughter?"

"No." Xiaoming was put back into the cage by Jiang Youzhao.

After Jiang Youzhao was with him, in order to get used to him, he took time out of his busy schedule to learn how to cook.But since it was learned for him, it is not allowed to be eaten by others, even if the other party is Jiang Youzhao's biological daughter.

Cheng Geyun was very satisfied with the answer, raised his legs slightly, and swayed under the dining table: "I want to eat fish at noon."

"I asked my assistant to deliver the ingredients."

"No." Cheng Geyun bit his toast and mumbled, "You go shopping with me."

Jiang Youzhao took back the phone, wiped off the milk stains around his mouth with a tissue: "Okay."

"Aren't you busy?" Cheng Geyun asked casually without looking at him.

Jiang Youzhao just smiled and looked at Cheng Geyun pretending not to care, without answering.

Cheng Geyun quickly glanced at Jiang Youzhao's expression, and his mood improved a lot, his tone was not as explosive as before: "I just started back to work these days, and I'm not too busy."

"Where do you want to go to play?" He could clearly see Cheng Geyun's micro-expressions and small movements, and he understood that Cheng Geyun is not a person who can stay at home, and neither is he.

"I can't run too far," Cheng Geyun finally finished the milk: "Go and drink, the grapes in Yunnan ripen very early this year."

The color of Cabernet Sauvignon is very beautiful, and its growth is gratifying, so it hangs brightly on his head.Cheng Geyun lay flat on the chair, and he could eat as long as he moved slightly and raised his head.

However, he just stretched out his hand and squeezed the plump grape, then turned his head to the side and closed his eyes in boredom.

The scent of plants and wine in the air fused together, seducing people's sense of smell, and a little dull.

As expected of Mr. Jiang, Mr. Jiang had a lot of entertainment, and he disappeared shortly after he came to the winery, Cheng Geyun thought so.

After Jiang Youzhao turned 35, he seldom drank alcohol for the sake of his own safety. However, he couldn't resist others wanting to send the winery to him, so he didn't come here once in half a year except for social entertainment.

Because the grapes ripened early this year, the manor also started picking early, but in order not to disturb Cheng Geyun, the pickers stayed far away.

Cheng Geyun himself had already drank half a bottle of red wine, the night was hazy, he seemed to see a blonde girl in the dimness, so he sat up and whistled.

The girls who were picking grapes turned around and looked at him, Cheng Geyun smiled at them, and finally asked the blonde girl to come over for a drink.

Her hair is fluffy, tied into a braid with a small green floral headband and hangs down to her waist. She looks about eighteen or nineteen years old, with a little freckles under the tip of her nose, and some grape stains on her apron.

Cheng Geyun asked her to sit next to him and asked her some questions about wine making. She explained the process of wine making and the points that need attention to Cheng Geyun in fluent Chinese, and her interest was getting higher and higher.

Cheng Geyun listened carefully to her expression, never interrupting her words, and suddenly smiled.

The girl named Cassiel froze when she saw his smile, then smiled and waved her hand: "I thought you were in a bad mood tonight."

"It was bad at first." Cheng Geyun personally cut off the most beautiful bunch of grapes on his head, and sent it to her: "But my bad mood improved because I met you tonight."

Cassiel bowed his head and took the grapes in his hand, as if his fingertips were burning hot when they touched his palm.

"Where's your good friend?" Cassiel also lowered his voice: "I mean...the one who came to the manor with you."

She obviously thought of the relationship between Cheng Geyun and Jiang Youzhao very purely, and Cheng Geyun didn't explain, just replied: "He is very busy, it seems that he can't enjoy a good mood tonight."

"So you're happy now?" Cassiel asked.

Cheng Geyun reached out to touch her eyelashes, and nodded in a worse mood: "I'm very happy."

He and a girl he had known for less than two hours kissed under the ripe Cabernet Sauvignon in the night, and knocked over the red wine on the table.

Red wine spilled on the girl's apron, and Cheng Geyun smelled the aroma of the wine, so he hugged her waist tightly and kissed her green eyes and freckles on her cheekbones. He felt as if he was drunk too, even the grapes up.

Only finally he took Cassiel's hand off his shoulder.

Cassiel looked puzzled, as if asking why he stopped.

Cheng Geyun smiled at her: "The one who came with me is my boyfriend."

A slap hit him across the face.

Cheng Geyun raised his head with a smile, and said coldly, "So now you can get out."

Cassiel looked at him angrily, angry and embarrassed.In the end she chose to run away, submerged in the night of the vineyard.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, he finally called Ye Shufeng with half his face swollen: "Good evening, sister."

He is called Mr. Ye at work and sister in private. This is how he gets along with Ye Shufeng.

"Huh?" Ye Shufeng quickly heard something wrong in his tone: "What's wrong with Geyun?"

Cheng Geyun picked up a Cabernet Sauvignon, crushed it with his fingers, and the purple juice flowed out, and his sense of smell caught the sour smell of the plant.

"I'm in Jiang Youzhao's winery in Yunnan, can you pick me up?"

It was already 01:30 in the morning when Ye Shufeng arrived, and she almost rushed from the airport to the winery at the fastest speed.

Jiang Youzhao was still standing in the corridor and heard the soles of the high heels knocking on the ground.

There was deafening electronic sound in the room, and Cheng Geyun was playing games inside through a locked door, laughing loudly.

"Mr. Jiang, good evening." Ye Shufeng greeted him, then turned sideways: "I'm here to pick up Geyun."

Jiang Youzhao didn't give in: "Geyun just stay with me."

Ye Shufeng smiled: "Really?"

Jiang Youzhao nodded.

"But it's not up to you." Ye Shufeng said bluntly, "Geyun himself said he wanted to leave."

"He was having a childish tantrum."

"Geyun is not young anymore, he is 28."

"He will always be a child with me."

Ye Shufeng stopped for a moment, thinking that Mr. Jiang was really fighting when he fought.

But the door opened by itself.

The noisy electronic music stopped instantly, and the game sound effects that had been playing for a long time disappeared. Cheng Geyun half leaned against the door, smiled at Ye Shufeng, and called her sister like a younger brother at home.

He directly ignored Jiang Youzhao, went to hold Ye Shufeng's hand, and let her go away, bending down and resting his head on Ye Shufeng's shoulder.

"Let's go, I haven't slept all this time." Cheng Geyun yawned and urged her: "You reek of alcohol to death, it's better to go to work, I'll go back to work tomorrow."

Ye Shufeng knew that he was feeling uncomfortable, so she patted him on the shoulder.

Ye Shufeng took him to find a place to rest because he didn't have a return ticket in the early morning. Cheng Geyun refused to dry his hair after taking a shower, and didn't allow her to draw the curtains. He rested on Ye Shufeng's calf and looked at the stars in the sky through the glass.

Ye Shufeng wiped his hair and asked, "Didn't you just reconcile with Mr. Jiang?"

"He made me wait for an hour." Cheng Geyun replied.

Ye Shufeng couldn't help laughing.She thought about it for an hour. After all, Jiang Youzhao's status and responsibilities are there. As his lover, she doesn't know how many hours of waiting.But Cheng Geyun was different, she couldn't help but feel sorry for him as an exception.

"Boss Jiang is really the most suitable for you." Ye Shufeng has always tried to persuade you to make peace, "Didn't he invite you to his home last time? He also wanted to arrange for his daughter to meet you. He really likes you."

Jiang Youzhao was born well, and his wife who married him died of illness. He raised his own daughter alone, so you can imagine how much he loves her.But those who know the inside story know that no matter how good the jewel in the palm is, it can't compare to the roses that bloom in summer. After Jiang Youzhao met Cheng Geyun two years ago, it was no different from being lowered｜head, as if it was true. He is dying.

Cheng Geyun sneered, the water droplets on the tip of his hair hadn't been wiped off yet: "It's his sincerity, but I haven't made up my mind to be a stepdad yet."

Cassiel obviously didn't want to hit hard, there was no trace of marks on his face.But Cheng Geyun's mood was unstable, and he felt lost in the next second, playing with Ye Shufeng's curly hair: "I will never find someone who puts me first."

Ye Shufeng straightened the hair on his forehead: "Then devote yourself to work and don't think about other things."

When Ye Shufeng mentioned it himself, Cheng Geyun felt angry from the bottom of his heart and beat the bed directly: "Don't mention it, don't mention it, that little heartless Qi Zhi."

He worked so hard to bring in artists for two years, but in the end, he was about to forcibly terminate the contract, and he couldn't keep the top talent no matter what.

"No." Ye Shufeng nodded: "I still have a conscience, read the news, thank you for the interview today."

"Don't watch." Cheng Geyun's temper still persisted.

Ye Shufeng shook his head: "You can't watch it. When you were on vacation, there was something big going on there. Tonight, in front of 7000 million viewers, she publicly called you and said that she would like to thank you in person again. You once."

Just your mother is outrageous.

Cheng Geyun sat up and thought so.

His mood quickly went from a bad state to a state full of question marks.

I didn't see you being so conscientious when we talked about the termination of the contract. Thank you, Qi Zhi.

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angel who threw the shallow water bomb: A makeup 1;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 Chuanjin;

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 5 for Chuanjin; 1 for Yiyi, milkywayLLL, and the moon is so bright;

Thank you for your support~ Meme Chirp!