President, talk to you

The stars are bright and magnificent.

This is a reception for the upper class, and the people who come and go are all people who can be shocked by stomping their feet in City H.

But among them, there was one person who stood out the most.

He has a cold face, clear outlines, a tall and straight figure, a young face with an unsmiling expression, and black pupils that are calm and unwavering.

The old-fashioned and neat suit perfectly modifies the curvaceous body shape that young people should have, with wide shoulders and narrow hips, thin waist and long legs, the shirt is tightly buttoned to the top, and the tied bow tie has no wrinkles, even if there is no extra decoration. He is also enough to attract everyone's attention.

And this young man in his 20s who looked like he was able to support the sky with one hand in City H made everyone fearful. He was the youngest patriarch of the Zhao family——Zhao Xun.

Countless eyes looked at the past with various meanings.

But the protagonist who is being watched is sitting in an opposite corner. He is looking forward, and the wine glass on the table has not moved. The aura of refusal to be thousands of miles away makes everyone who wants to make friends hesitate. Dare to move forward.

Until a burst of lively greetings sounded, the host of the reception, Mrs. Chu, appeared.

The Patriarch of the Chu Clan is no longer young, his smiling face has smoothed the edges and corners of his youth, but he can still see the proud majesty.

Behind him stood three neat men.

A fair-skinned young man who is foolish, laughs so hard that his teeth can't be seen, he is Chu Yi, the eldest son of the Chu family, and he is often missing, probably few people know his identity.

The other face is gentle, looks very easy to get along with, but is as plain as water, his eyes have never stayed on anyone, he is Chu Ding, the second son of the Chu family.

And the last one...

Zhao Yi took a second look.

The young man still looks a little youthful, in his early twenties, very young, he is not born very outstanding, at least he is a bit ordinary in front of the two young masters of the Chu family.

It's just that those eyes were born very well, with narrow and long tails, and affectionate brows, which turned into sparkling smiling eyes with just a slight bend.

Zhao Xun knew that his name was Liu Cheng'an, and he was the youngest son of the Chu family, but his identity could be seen from his different surnames.

The young man seemed to feel his gaze, and the eyes that had been standing silently looked straight at him.

At the moment when the eyes met, Zhao Suiwei was stunned for a moment, and the other party lowered his eyebrows, as if he had been hit by a strange force, he looked away a little bit to hide it.

After realizing this, Zhao Xun pursed his lower lip. No one has ever dared to look at him, and no one has allowed him to have such a moment.

He looked sideways again, but the young man had already looked away, leaning slightly to listen to Chu Yi's words.

"Mr. Zhao."

A low call brought Zhao Xun back to his senses, realizing what he had done, and the tips of his ears hidden in the black hair quietly turned red.

He stood up and looked at the head of the Chu family who greeted him in front of him.

"President Chu."

The voice is deep and powerful, magnetic yet deserted, very pleasant to hear.

Liu Chengan pushed away with his elbow, Chu Yi, who was joking with him, raised his eyes to look at Zhao Xun who was standing upright.

"I'll show you some other day. My butt looks like dough, but it's soft."

Listening to the indecent voice in his ears, Liu Chengan's eyes gradually moved down.

I don't know if it is soft or not, but it is quite warped.

Zhao Xun frowned, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable.

"Mr. Zhao is young and promising. I have long wanted to find an opportunity to visit. Mr. Zhao can come today, which is considered to be a face for me. If there is any place where the hospitality is not good, Mr. Zhao will take care of it."

"Ah."

Zhao Yi nodded lightly.

Everyone knows that Zhao Xunxi's words are like gold, and no one has ever seen him say a complete sentence, so at this moment, Chucheng is not surprised by Zhao Xun's indifference.

He patted the back of the woman's hand and said with a smile: "Didn't you always talk about wanting to meet Mr. Zhao? Now that people have seen it, just say what you want to say. Mr. Zhao is polite and polite, and you can say anything wrong." I won't argue with you."

One sentence determined Zhao Xun's character.

After Chucheng left, only Zhao Xun and the woman were left here. The other party was wearing a red suspender dress with a slender body. Distinguished.

"I've heard Mr. Zhao's name a long time ago. Today, Mr. Zhao is honored to come to Chuya's birthday reception. I...I am really happy."

After the woman finished speaking, a blush appeared on her face, and the admiration and affection in her eyes could hardly be hidden.

Zhao Xun stood there politely all the time, rubbed the seam of his trousers with his fingers hanging down to his side.

"Ah."

He responded lightly.

Just such a sentence has filled the woman's eyes with joy.

Just at this moment when the music starts, there will be a host to start the first dance.

Everyone's eyes have already spontaneously looked over.

Chu Ya bit her lower lip, summoned up her courage and said, "I don't know if Mr. Zhao can give me the honor of dancing the first dance with me."

No one knows what the first dance represents, especially in this already meaningful reception.

But this is also the reason why Zhao Xun came here.

He calmly looked at the woman with reddish cheeks in front of him, and slowly stretched out his hand, letting the woman put her hand into his palm with suppressed surprise.

Anyway, it's just an exchange of interests, whoever it is, what does it matter.

He grabbed the woman's waist and stepped into the center of the hall with her.

In the resplendent and resplendent hall, two very graceful figures rotated, and the bright chandeliers above their heads added a dazzling brilliance to them.

Everyone looked at them with deep meaning, and there was a hint of appreciation and amazement that could not be concealed.

……

A hand was put on his shoulder, and then a body leaned against his body as if it had no bones.

"Why do you keep staring at the center of the hall? You don't think Chuya is particularly good-looking today."

Liu Chengan silently pushed Chu Yi away.

He didn't see Chuya.

"But people who are born to stand out do attract attention."

Liu Chengan's eyes were filled with a little brilliance.

It is true that some people cannot be ignored as long as they stand there.

After the dance, Zhao Zhai politely let go of his hand and took a step back.

Chuya accidentally stepped on him just now, a lady's high heels are quite powerful.

But I don't know if Chuya has been in the midst of free joy and didn't notice this.

He nodded silently, turned around and walked away, unrestrained and dignified.

Chu Ya's eyes followed him closely, passionately filled with admiration.

"How about it."

"He's charming."

Chu Cheng laughed: "Is that because his surname is Zhao or because he is Zhao Xun."

Chu Ya blinked her eyes, and the smile on her face became a little deeper.

"Of course because his surname is Zhao."

……

When Zhao Xun walked into the toilet, he frowned slightly as he looked at the footprints on the shoe.

Just as he was about to bend down, a hand was stretched out in front of him.

Zhao Xun raised his head and looked at the young man in front of him.

Seeing that he didn't move, the other party bent down to polish his shoes.

At that moment, Zhao Xun's pupils trembled slightly, and before he could react, he had already grabbed the young man's arm.

The other party looked at him with some doubts.

He took a step back, frowned and said, "No need."

Liu Chengan smiled: "It's okay."

But Zhao Xun still held him firmly, as if he wouldn't let him bend his waist.

"I come."

He grabbed the tissue in Liu Chengan's hand, bent down and wiped it bit by bit.

Liu Chengan looked down at the man bent over to polish shoes in front of him, the force that grabbed his arm just now seemed to be still restraining him.

He would not do such a thing for others.

But that's what I wanted to do at that time.

Zhao Xun straightened up, but found that the other party had been looking at him.

He looked away and put his hands under the faucet to wash them carefully.

It's just that the gaze from behind made him unable to concentrate.

The sound of rushing water was so clear that the air was a bit weirdly quiet.

He turned his head and looked at the young man who had been looking at him.

The other party suddenly laughed.

Those beautiful eyes are full of stars.

"Is Mr. Zhao's foot okay?"

Zhao Xun pursed his lower lip: "It's okay."

It's not that painful, just a little bit.

"That's good."

Liu Cheng'an stood at the washbasin that Zhao Sui had just used to wash his hands, watching the transparent water flowing through those slender white fingers, Zhao Sui looked twice inexplicably.

"Have Mr. Zhao drunk? If it's inconvenient, I can take you back."

Zhao Xun watched his hands being wiped clean little by little with a paper towel, and subconsciously replied, "No need."

He has his own driver.

"Well, if there is any inconvenience, Mr. Zhao can find me at any time."

Zhao Xun looked up at the smiling face of the young man.

The same smile as before, but not as good-looking.

He lowered his eyelids and replied softly, "Yes."

Obviously the other party is also a young master, but he is like a little assistant who runs around.

"Then Mr. Zhao, it's up to you, I'll go first."

Zhao Xun nodded, but answered again for no reason: "Yes."

Then I heard the other party's laughter.

"Mr. Zhao doesn't need to be so serious."

He pursed his lips tightly, this time he didn't speak at all, and turned around to enter the toilet cubicle.

It's just that the tips of those ears were trembling and completely red.

There was no movement outside, so the person must have left. Zhao Xun closed the door casually, unbuckled his belt, pulled down the zipper of his trousers, and lowered his head to hold it seriously.

"Mr. Zhao..."

The door fluttered open and bumped into Zhao Xun's back.

"pattering..."

It stopped abruptly, just right.

Zhao Xun stared blankly at the other party, and as the other party's eyes gradually moved down, that fair face quickly flushed red at the level visible to Liu Chengan's naked eyes.

Hearing a "bang", Liu Chengan touched his nose.

He just happened to pass by, stretched out his hand, and the unlocked door just opened.

"Mr. Zhao, I just want to ask you, do you know my name?"

There was no movement inside, and within a minute, the door reopened.

Zhao Xun glanced at him: "I know!"

Dressed neatly all over his body, Liu Chengan glanced at it twice from the corner of his eye, and probably held back.

Seeing Zhao Zhai washing his hands bitterly, as if the faucet belonged to his enemy, Liu Chengan laughed again.

"Then what's my name?"

Zhao Xun shook his hands vigorously, looking at the drops of water on Liu Chengan's shirt, he felt a little relieved for no reason.

"Liu..." He pursed his lower lip and his eyes flickered.

"Liu Liu."

After speaking, he walked away calmly, only the straight back was a little deliberate.

Liu Chengan stood where he was, with the other party's pretendingly calm but flushed face echoing in his mind.

"Ah."

He belatedly answered.

Then it was a gradually widening laugh.

Quite cute.

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This article was opened in a hurry, and it is double-opened, so I can't guarantee that I can update it every day, but I will try my best

In addition, the plot has always been my Achilles' heel. Although I have tried my best, I still feel bad. This is the ordinary love between two grown men. I will try my best to be worthy of the label "Sweet Text" (clench fist)

It is still updated at nine o'clock every night, basically it will not change

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