Accidentally raided the starting point scumbag

Qiao Jia was terrified in an instant, thinking: What does this mean?Could it be that Song Ran knew he was gay? This thought disappeared in a flash, and Qiao Jia realized in an instant: Song Ran was teasing him.

So before his face could reveal the frightened expression, the corners of his mouth raised, his eyes turned into crescent moons, and he smiled in surprise and exaggeratedly: "Brother Song, you actually discovered it! Tsk tsk, that's amazing "He said with emotion: "Oh~ Originally, I just wanted to secretly like you, but since you found out, I will stop pretending, brother Song, the doctor said that I have a bad stomach and need to eat soft rice, what do you think? ?”

The more generous the less it is love.

How could Song Ran not understand?He saw that Qiao Jia didn't look shy and shy as he imagined, but joked with him openly, and felt inexplicable for a while.

Can such a straight man be bent?

However, the entanglement in his heart was the entanglement in his heart, and he still had to pretend that he couldn't make mistakes. Song Ran smiled and answered him: "Eating soft food? Of course it's okay. Welcome!"

The two immediately looked at each other and laughed, their eyes were very gentle, but one was cunning and treacherous in the inner palace, and the other had towering walls.

Song Ran didn't give the money after all, he could only put it in his pocket and said, "If you are short of money, just tell me, don't be polite to me."

Qiao Jia smiled, "Don't worry Brother Song, I will definitely not be polite to you."

The two chatted for a while, and when Qiao Jia and Song Ran entered, Zuo Youfu had already taken a shower and turned on the washing machine.For a while, the three of them gathered around the table, reading a book by the light, and the room was quiet.As the saying goes, learning is endless, life is endless and struggle is endless.

At 11:30, Qiao Jia carried the bucket to dry the clothes and was the last one to go to bed.Song Ran's warm breath blew on his neck, Qiao Jia thought: I'm so stupid, Song Ran didn't have a pillow, and the pillow he was sleeping on belonged to me, so I didn't think about buying another one.

After all, the thinking of normal people is that whoever lacks buys.It was Song Ran who lacked a pillow, but Song Ran didn't turn the corner even if he didn't buy his own brain.

Qiao Jia exhaled lightly, long and long, he really would rather sleep on the recliner.And after get off work tomorrow, he will go to the supermarket to choose a better pillow for his thighs, so that he can sleep without a pillow.Being so close every night, sharing the same bed is really tormenting.

Qiao Jia fell asleep slowly, the night was deep and there were few stars.The ticking of the pendulum clock on the wall makes people fall into a deeper sleep.Even so, Qiao Jia woke up in the middle of the night.

He was woken up.

Qiao Jia was held in his arms, and Song Ran unconsciously rubbed against him.

Qiao Jia's brain woke up, but his body fell asleep and did not follow the brain's instructions to escape, otherwise he would have rolled directly to the floor!However, his body bounced violently, and he couldn't get up, but his brain started to work rapidly.

Qiao Jia thought: Don't make too much noise, otherwise Song Ran will feel ashamed.

Don't think that you have a good relationship with the boss, but think that you know one, two, three things... It doesn't matter that the boss is embarrassing.You think it doesn't matter, but the boss thinks you know too much, the consequences can be imagined, either you will be alienated and can no longer get close to the boss, or you will be disgusted and leave.

Qiao Jia's face was hot, and he heard Song Ran mumbling unconsciously: "Fuck... what brand is it? There are even underwear that I can't untie with one hand..."

Song Ran's hands were still fumbling.

Qiao Jia couldn't take it anymore, he fled from the bed lightly, went directly to the bathroom after getting off the ground, and washed his face with a towel after running the water.The weather was hot and Song Ran was leaning against him again, his face was a little greasy from sweating.

When he was washing his face with the faucet on, his voice was rushing, covering up Song Ran's raving——

"Jojo."

"Jia Jia."

"Hey, Baby Joe."

"Kiss my husband... mua~" In Song Ran's dream, Qiao Jia was 36D and still wearing a bikini.

Zuo Youfu: "Zzzz... Huh!" The snoring sounded like thunder.

After Qiao Jia washed her face, she felt very sleepy.Song Ran has subsided, but Qiao Jia didn't dare to continue to go to bed, who knows if Song Ran will have that kind of unsuitable dream in the next half of the night?What should I do if I rub him again?

Qiao Jia has lived for 30 to [-] years, and he, he, he has never been touched by a man.He couldn't bear Song Ran's dream of rubbing against him as if he were the object of his dream. He felt very strange just now, the blood all over his body was hot.Qiao Jia exhaled, she is gay, so she can't teach Song Ran, otherwise who knows what Song Ran will do to him?

In case Song Ran is homophobic, how can he hug Song Ran's thigh?

In the dark, Qiao Jia spread a mat on the floor, then took a quilt and spread it on the mat, took off her shoes and lay down on it.It's hot and dry, and there's no sign of moisture coming back, so it shouldn't be a problem to sleep through the night.Tomorrow, he will go to the second-hand market to buy a steel canopy bed with bunk beds, and he won't sleep with Song Ran anymore.

The evening time always passed very fast inadvertently, and when Qiao Jia got up early the next morning, Song Ran and Zuo Youfu were still sleeping.Qiao Jia packed up the beds on the floor and rolled up the mats and put them in the corners.Prepare breakfast.

Three bowls of noodle soup.

Zuo Youfu turned left and right, and then looked at Song Ran who was biting the egg dripping with soup, and asked Qiao Jia: "Student Qiao Jia, why don't I have any eggs today?"

Qiao Jia looked at him and said, "There are no eggs in the refrigerator." In order to prevent Zuo Youfu from seeing eggs left in the refrigerator when he went to the refrigerator to look for food, he beat four eggs today and added them after stirring. pot.None of them gave Zuo Youfu.

Zuo Youfu: "Oh..." But no matter how I look at it, I feel that Song Ran's bowl is full of two eggs!

After Zuo Youfu finished eating, he felt as if he hadn’t eaten, which was very different from usual, and then he couldn’t help asking: “Qiao Jia, why do I have so little bowl of noodles? I’m not full.”

Qiao Jia opened her mouth and said, "There are no noodles left. If you are hungry, you have bought multigrain cakes in the refrigerator. Why don't you eat two later?"

Qiao Jia's complexion couldn't be more normal, but he said in his heart: Zuo Hanhan, you're going to lose weight, you ate crispy popsicles last night, drank a can of Coke, and ate two packs of spicy sticks.Since you can't control your hunger, I can only help you.

Zuo Youfu didn't know that he could lose half of his breakfast by running errands for Song Ran, he nodded foolishly, and Qiao Jia did whatever he wanted.

The culprit, Song Ran, was sitting on the side eating noodles, with a perceptive smile flashing in his eyes.

After dinner, the three of them set off together.

Both Zuo Youfu and Qiao Jia have no passion. After all, they get up early and go to work on time every day. Seeing that two weeks have passed and the end of the month is approaching, but the order has not yet been opened, no matter how great their enthusiasm is, it has been wiped out by reality.

Song Ran is different. When he makes up his mind to do something, he often has a plan in mind and his eyes are firm.Even if what he wants to do may not be successful, but he is not afraid.Song Ran was going to sell the house today, so he called Wang Chuan early in the morning and asked Wang Chuan to meet at the designated place.

Song Ran got off the bus with Qiao Jia and Zuo Youfu.In front of Wanshun Real Estate's company, Wang Chuan got off the Land Rover and met Song Ran and the others.

Song Ran introduced Qiao Jia and Zuo Youfu: "This is my friend, Wang Chuan." Then he said to Wang Chuan: "This is my roommate, Qiao Jia and Zuo Youfu."

Wang Chuan showed the kind of smile that businessmen are used to, his face was full of kindness but his eyes didn't show much emotion.Wang Chuan greeted Qiao Jia and Zuo Youfu with a smile.

Song Ran said to Qiao Jia and Zuo Youfu: "You two go to clock in and go to work first, and when you come back, you will show the client a house, so call me."

Qiao Jia nodded.

He knew Wang Chuan, and Wang Chuan was the number one veteran during Song Daji's fortune.When Song Ran became the richest man in the world, Wang Chuan's net worth also increased accordingly.There are two types of people under Song Ran: The first type is people who can prevent things before they happen and solve them from the root.The second type is when a problem arises, the ability to deal with things is very good, and people who can revive themselves after death.Wang Chuan belongs to the second category.

Qiao Jia thought about Wang Chuan.And Zuo Youfu glanced at the black Land Rover several times with piercing eyes and without concealment.Eyes full of envy and longing.Zuo Youfu is rough-headed, reckless and hulking. Although he is honest and honest, as a man, he will inevitably have a strong interest in majestic and domineering cars.

Qiao Jia and Zuo Youfu walked together, and when they entered the company gate, Zuo Youfu couldn't help asking him: "Qiao Jia, that car just now is a Land Rover, right? How much does it cost?"

Qiao Jia didn't know either, but he estimated it and said, "It should be hundreds of thousands."

Zuo Youfu scratched the hair on the back of his head and didn't speak again.His mind was still on that car, and a seedling of desire emerged in his heart, which was different from any kind of desire in his previous life.Invisibly, the bridge for the big boy to become a man has begun to be built.

Qiao Jia's thoughts were not here either, when he clocked in, he was still thinking about why Song Ran called Wang Chuan over today.He couldn't guess what Song Ran wanted Wang Chuan to do, but his intuition had something to do with selling the house.

Song Ran got into the car, sat down, and stretched.Then Wang Chuan reported to him some things about the construction site and the project.When the matter was about the same, Wang Chuan suddenly asked, "Boss, what's the matter with calling me here today?"

Song Ran slightly hooked his lips and said, "Call."

It wasn't until after ten o'clock in the morning that Qiao Jia and Zuo Youfu found the client, yes, they did.Many of the salespeople are top-notch, and they can guess a thing or two by looking at the other person's clothing, way of speaking, behavior, and even the look in the person's eyes when they come in.However, Qiao Jia is different from Zuo Youfu. They have been in the industry too short, and they still don't know which potential clients are.

There are a lot of customers after ten o'clock, and those customers who seem to have a higher success rate of billing have been rushed to entertain by other salesmen.Qiao Jia and Zuo Youfu picked up a tricky one.

The reason why it hurts is because the other party is here to buy a wedding house. The man's parents, grandparents, and the woman's parents, grandparents, there are ten people in total.Often when couples are looking at a house, they will choose to think again and think again because of disagreement... and then there is no more.

Therefore, this kind of customer has a one-sentence summary in the mind of the salesman: P is a lot of thieves, and there is still a 90.00% probability that they will not buy.

Qiao Jia and Zuo Youfu often work together in a group, learn about each other's wishes in detail, and then take them to see a model house.Qiao Jia called Song Ran during the period, and Song Ran said he would be there soon.

They met in the downstairs hall of the model house.

When Qiao Jia saw Song Ran, he stood at the elevator and waited. Song Ran was wearing a suit and leather shoes, with slim body and long legs. Standing there, he didn't look like a salesman at all.It turns out that there are really people in the world who wear suits and look like bosses, rather than people mistakenly mistaken for sales guys at a glance.

Qiao Jia watched Song Ran walking towards him, and his thoughts split involuntarily. He couldn't help but think of what Song Ran said last night when he rubbed against him and touched him—fuck, I, Song Ran, couldn't solve it with one hand. open underwear...

Qiao Jia's face suddenly became hot, and her white earlobes also turned red.