President, talk to you

There was a moment of stalemate in the atmosphere.

"One year."

Liu Chengan took the initiative to speak.

Zhao Sacrifice looked at him fiercely, and said loudly, "No."

The other party didn't answer, but just looked at him calmly.

Zhao Xing's heart trembled, he hesitated just now, but... just what, he did hesitate, evaluating and weighing for the benefit in his heart.

"No."

Li Qingkai disagreed.

What can be done in one year, this project in Beishi can be regarded as opening up a market for Zhao Xun, and it can also be regarded as confirming his ally, which is of great benefit to Zhao Xi, and can be used even in the future.

Why can he only get one year of use time.

"No."

This time it was Zhao Xun.

He gritted his teeth, and the expression on his face was not very good-looking.

Li Qingkai's eyes quickly turned cold.

"I thought Zhao was always a person who could afford to let go, but it was just three years of giving my lover. I wouldn't do anything to him. I just needed him to do things for me for three years. Could it be that Mr. Zhao couldn't handle it?" Is it clear?"

The instinct engraved in the bones of businessmen is that everything can be sold at a clearly marked price.

"No."

Zhao Xun didn't say why it couldn't work, he just expressed his attitude somewhat resolutely.

Li Qingkai's expression has cooled down, he doesn't do charity, and he doesn't have enough patience.

If the stalemate continues like this, the two parties will definitely not end well.

"It seems that Mr. Zhao hasn't figured it out yet. If Mr. Li is not in a hurry, you can give Mr. Zhao a day. I think he will figure it out."

Li Qingkai's expression softened slightly, and he glanced at Zhao Xun with a half-smile: "It seems that Xiao Liu is more reasonable."

The expression on Zhao Yi's face was even uglier.

……

Zhao Qian was a little dazed looking at Zhao Xun with a cold expression and Liu Chengan who was silent behind him.

I woke up this morning still looking affectionate, but I quarreled when I came back.

"Zhao Qian."

"To!"

Hearing Zhao Xun's voice, Zhao Qian immediately responded subconsciously.

"crutch."

"Ah? Oh..."

He agreed in a daze, and after glancing at Liu Chengan, he silently turned around to get his crutches.

"no need."

Liu Cheng'an said a word, leaned over and hugged Zhao Xun.

With a tense face, Zhao Xun seemed to refuse silently, but he just pinched his fingers and did not resist.

Liu Chengan held him in his arms, and looked back at Zhao Qian: "Since it's a holiday and I have nothing to do, go back to your room and play games."

Zhao Qian looked at Zhao Xun, but he turned his head sideways and lowered his eyes a little coldly.

The desire to survive in his heart immediately made him react.

"Okay, then... then you can do whatever you want..."

With a "bang", he quickly returned to the room.

Liu Chengan did not put him down, but hugged him and sat on the sofa.

Zhao Xun kept his head down and said nothing, his frowning showed his bad mood.

Liu Chengan looked at him and smiled.

"I should be the one who is angry."

Zhao Xun's eyes moved slightly, and his hands on his knees tightened slightly.

"Feel sorry."

Apologies for the second of hesitation.

"It's okay, I forgive you."

The voice next to his ear was smiling, gentle and pleasant.

Zhao Xun's heart tightened even tighter.

"..."

"what?"

He didn't hear clearly what Zhao Xun was saying.

The man with his head down opened his mouth with difficulty, his voice a little hoarse: "You... always... always... like this..."

Liu Chengan circled him, tilted his head and asked, "How am I?"

Zhao Yi pursed his lips hard.

It's always like this, as if he doesn't take himself seriously at all, and he is the only one who is the most important in life.

It was precisely because of this that he couldn't refuse at all, and he couldn't make up his mind.

"Hate……"

Zhao Xun made a low voice.

Liu Chengan asked gently: "What do you hate?"

"Hate you……"

People with their heads down hang lower and lower.

Liu Chengan was amused by his aggrieved appearance.

He turned the person's waist in a circle, letting the person sit on his lap and look at him directly.

The person with red eyes lowered his head unwilling to look at him, and wanted to bury his face on his shoulder to hide it.

"Do you think I'm bad?"

He holds people's faces so that he has nowhere to run.

Zhao Xun's eyes were a little red, and there was mist in them.

He said loudly, "Bad..."

Liu Chengan laughed again.

He found that he really fell in love with Zhao Sui, who had become soft and easy to bully because of himself.

"What's wrong with me? I'm obviously doing everything for you. I'm not angry yet, but you're blaming me instead."

The eyes of the person who blamed him were extremely gentle.

Zhao Yi didn't dare to look him in the eyes at all.

Every time a pair of those beautiful eyes full of affection, it's like being held in the heart wholeheartedly by the other party.

"Huh? Why don't you talk."

Liu Chengan hugged his waist and kissed him.

"Very bad... very bad..."

He repeated the answer to his last question.

If it is not bad, how do you know that this trick is to retreat.

It is obvious that he will feel sorry for him, and he has an almost paranoid sense of responsibility, so he tries to make him feel guilty every time.

Liu Chengan leaned over and kissed him again, as if the kiss wasn't enough, he pecked his lips repeatedly.

"Zhao Li said that you are a ruthless and cold person, almost too calm, and said that you don't even have a heart."

His chest was poked, Zhao Xun pursed his lips and said nothing.

"But the Mr. Zhao I know is extremely gentle, serious and rigorous, and has a sense of responsibility. He can beat a gangster outside, and he can warm his bed when he comes home."

Liu Chengan laughed softly.

Zhao Xun's face became hotter and hotter.

But the gloom in his heart because of Zhao Li dissipated.

"I don't care what other people think of Mr. Zhao, I only trust the Mr. Zhao I know, because I like you so much, for so many years, how can I let Mr. Zhao leave me with two or three words from others. "

He hugged him and sighed heavily.

The young side is the most amazing.

At that time, Zhao Xun he saw was like a green pine, lonely and tough, standing quietly in the sunset waiting for him to approach, and then stood side by side with him, walking the rest of the way at the same time.

This beautiful painting existed in his heart and became a beautiful dream in his youth.

Once upon a time, he wished that he could see him at a glance when he woke up from the dream.

Now that he finally holds all of this in his hands, he is almost paranoid to allow anyone to take him away, even himself, and even any sadness and suspicion, to him, it is all for this feeling. Blasphemy.

He loves Zhao Xun almost piously.

"like……"

The muffled voice cannot be heard clearly.

Liu Chengan closed his eyes and asked hoarsely, "What do you like?"

"you."

He restrained the trembling of his fingertips and held Zhao Xun's face in his hands, letting him look at him forcefully and firmly.

"Okay, tell me."

Zhao Sui couldn't control his cheeks burning hot, but the emotion pouring out from the bottom of his heart made his eyes turn red.

He shrugged his slightly sore nose, and said earnestly and hard: "I like... like...you..."

"I want to hear it again."

"I...Xixi...like...you...like...you..."

The two lips kissed together.

Liu Chengan looked at him persistently, and kissed him fiercely and forcefully.

You have already said that you like me, so you must never leave me, you must not betray me, and you are not allowed to have any hesitation.

Not even for a second.

Zhao Xun trembled his uneasy eyelashes, he seemed to understand the fierceness in the opponent's eyes, and responded jerky and gentle.

Ever since he chose Liu Chengan and gave up the Chu family, he made a choice that was not in line with the nature of a businessman.

That means a compromise, a compromise of giving yourself up.

He exchanged himself for Liu Chengan so decisively, how could he allow Liu Chengan to leave.

Liu Chengan is the most precious collection in his life, and nothing can be exchanged.

Zhao Qian secretly looked at the two people who were kissing inseparably through the crack of the door, his cheeks were a little hot, and he was slightly relieved.

Finally, we stopped arguing.

It's just that men and men are really so good.

For the first time, little Zhao Qian seriously expressed doubts.

It's just that what he doesn't know is that many years later in the future, he will have a more painstaking relationship.

Even at that time, he doubted whether the reason for making him suffer so much was to punish himself who was wanton and ignorant in the previous half of his life.

……

Whether it's worth Liu Cheng'an's three years of work still has no result.

After the deep affection, the choice was made clear.

Zhao Xun still refused, but Liu Chengan was willing to sacrifice those three years on the contrary.

"No."

Although he was ashamed of himself for hesitating at that time, he had already made his heart clear at this time.

Liu Chengan is neither accepted nor allowed to be used as a commodity for exchange.

"Why, it's good for you and for me."

Of course, the benefits to Zhao Xun are even greater.

Zhao Sacrifice looked at him fiercely, whether he was deliberately stabbing his heart, and used this method to make him remember.

Liu Chengan's brows and eyes were crooked with a smile, he hugged Zhao Xun and shook him, he successfully felt the insignificant stiffness in his body, and the smile in his eyes deepened.

"Really, the situation here is worse than in Nanshi. It is definitely beneficial for me to stay by his side for three years."

Now he is still too young, he needs to get some tempering, and settle himself well, so that he can really help Zhao Xun.

"No...huh..."

Before Zhao Zhai finished speaking, his voice suddenly dispersed.

He blushed so hard that he felt his mind and body split in two.

He felt that his self-control was considered harsh, but as a man, the other party's endurance in this regard was almost to the point of abnormality.

"Promise, three years, I will return to you in three years, or you will change your mind in these three years, and you will not want me when I come back."

The sense of existence under his butt is really strong, but the person who is holding him still has the leisure to bargain with him.

He was so angry that there was nothing he could do.

Don't you know that one mind can't be used for two purposes, the one above is talking, and the one below should not move around.

He gritted his teeth and reached out to touch it, but his wrist was grabbed and pressed against his back.

"Don't move, I'll rub."

Zhao Xun almost wanted to swear.

If you have the ability, take off your pants and rub!

……

Liu Chengan looked at Zhao Xun's sleeping state and helped him tuck the corner of the quilt, picked up the phone and walked out of the balcony.

Zhao Xun opened his eyes, which were completely dark.

He squeezed the quilt tightly, and his fingertips turned white. After a long time, he closed his eyes as if he had compromised, and sighed very lightly.

On the second day about the three-year incident, neither of them talked about it.

Li Qingkai didn't take the initiative to mention it, and even sent it to the airport with great sincerity when they left.

Either smiling or expressionless, in short, everyone has a tacit understanding that doesn't need to be explained.

It's just that Li Qingkai could see that he was in a good mood, while Zhao Xun had a serious face.

"see you later."

Li Qingkai patted Zhao Xun on the shoulder, but his eyes were looking in the direction of Liu Chengan.

Zhao Xun waved Li Qingkai's hand away without grace, with a tense face and a cold expression.

Liu Chengan thought it was funny, and shook hands with Li Qingkai on his own initiative.

"See you next time."

Li Qingkai broke into a smile, not caring about Zhao Sacrifice's childish behavior, and picked up a cigarette with his fingertips.

Zhao Xun narrowed his eyes and glanced at him, his cold eyes seemed to be planning whether he could poison the smoke.

Li Qingkai's mood improved, and he still had time to talk to Zhao Qian.

"Little friend, you can play with your brother when you come to Beishi."

Zhao Qian was ignorant and only felt that the atmosphere was extremely strange.

He glanced at Zhao Xun and responded politely.

"Let's go."

Liu Cheng'an supported Zhao Yi.

His leg was not broken so badly. After several days of careful recuperation, he no longer needed a wheelchair, but it was still a bit inconvenient for him to walk.

"Humph."

Zhao Xun waved his hand away, and left with a very slow pace.

Liu Chengan took a look at Zhao Qian, and Zhao Qian immediately followed him sensiblely.

"Brother...Brother...you wait for me..."

Li Qingkai held a cigarette in his mouth and didn't light it up, sniffing the body of the cigarette at the tip of his nose.

"Go back and say hello to First Young Master Chu and me, and say that I welcome him to visit Beishi."

Liu Chengan smiled and nodded: "Definitely."

Li Qingkai looked over his back and saw something, the corner of his mouth curled up, and suddenly he stretched out his hand and gently brushed the end of his eyes.

"Xiao Liu's eyes are pretty."

He paused slightly, blinked his eyes very lightly, and smiled calmly.

"Thank you for the compliment."

"cough!"

A heavy cough came from behind, and Li Qingkai bent over with a distorted smile.

A trace of helplessness flashed in Liu Chengan's eyes, and he said politely: "Thank you, Young Master Li for taking care of me, goodbye."

Looking back, it was true that Zhao Xunzheng stopped at the spot and waited for him with an unhappy expression on his face.

He frowned and smiled, and strode over: "Mr. Zhao."

At that moment, Zhao Xun looked at the people whose eyes were all about him, as if the whole airport was lit up by those eyes.

……

After returning to Nanshi, I finally felt a little rooted.

After walking this way, Zhao Qian didn't find anything interesting, instead he was tired first.

The spacious old house is still empty and deserted, but with one more person, it is still a bit different after all.

Liu Chengan took off the shoes on Zhao Xun's feet, Zhao Xai felt uncomfortable and struggled to refuse.

"I think so."

He looked down at the person who was looking up at him, pursed his lips and relaxed.

The feet were still wrapped in bandages, and the slightly cold fingertips ran from the soles of his feet all the way up the calf.

He was so sensitive that he couldn't help trembling slightly.

The half-kneeling person in front of him pressed him on the bed with both hands, and carried his injured leg on his shoulder.

He froze for a moment, then looked away uncomfortably.

"Do not be angry."

A gentle sigh with a meandering feeling.

Zhao Xun looked at the person lying on top of him, he should have said something, but it seemed that it would be less romantic if he said it.

His eyes flickered, and he hugged the opponent's neck and pressed him down.

Unexpectedly, Liu Chengan bumped into his chest.

Zhao Xun's face was flushed, he opened his legs, and his injured leg was still resting on the other's shoulder, like a silent invitation.

Indeed an invitation.

The person he hugged wanted to prop up his body, but he stubbornly refused to let go.

If... If the other party still refuses at this time, he will dig a hole and bury himself in it.

"Does your leg hurt?"

The person on his body loosened his strength and kissed his neck helplessly.

He didn't dare to let the other party look at his face, and said in a low voice, "It doesn't hurt."

"You should say it hurts."

The other party gave him a hint.

He gritted his teeth and said, "It doesn't hurt."

He rejected the hint, and hoped that the other party would be more straightforward.

The person on him got up again, but this time he failed to hold him down.

The flushed face and twinkling eyes were all in the opponent's eyes.

The thighs that were touching each other rubbed together.

"Does it really not hurt?"

He looked back at the other side firmly: "It doesn't hurt."

"I'm sorry, it might hurt you later."

He hadn't recovered from this sentence before the overwhelming kisses fell, and the tight chests were tightly pressed together.

The pounding heartbeat made him unable to tell who was who.

The other person's body is always cold, and only when kissing can the lips feel warm.

In a trance, a drop of tear overflowed from the end of Zhao Zhai's red eyes.

It turned out that it was hotter than his lips.

As Liu Chengan wished, Zhao Xun cried.

……

On the first day back to this city, Zhao Xun was late.

He was an hour late, if he hadn't insisted on going to the company to work, maybe he would have been lying on that big soft bed for a whole day.

It's just that when I went to work, I sat in the wheelchair again, and the cushion on the seat was padded with an extra layer.

"Hey, Xiao Liu, you are back."

The company employees passing by greeted him with a smile on their faces, but when they saw Zhao Xun, who was clearly looking unattractive in the wheelchair, they hurriedly walked away.

"I told you not to come today, and it will be you who will be uncomfortable later."

The faint heat in his ears made Zhao Xun half of his body soften.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Once."

"what?"

Liu Chengan didn't understand what he meant.

He raised his head and said fiercely, "Once!"

I said that I only come once and once, why there are two or three times!

"Ah... I didn't know that Mr. Zhao is so sensitive and has poor stamina."

The smiling man reached out and rubbed his waist.

"fraud!"

He said two words from his mouth.

The other party was so teased that he couldn't straighten up, kissed his earlobe and said, "It's all because Mr. Zhao kept calling my name last night. Every time I heard Mr. Zhao stutter, I couldn't control it."

The three characters of Liu Cheng'an are like the safe words of Zhao Xun, as soon as he calls out this name, he can put a safe distance away.

But that's just what he thought.

When he choked up and uttered these three words yesterday, the other party became even more excited.

If it weren't for his legs shaking all the time, he had no doubt that the opponent's young body could come for the fourth and fifth times.

"Humph."

Zhao Xun, who was at a disadvantage, turned his head and refused to communicate with the other party.

Liu Chengan just laughed, coaxing his baby Zhao and holding him on his lap.

His thighs were not as soft as the cushions, but Zhao Xun sat very comfortably, and someone behind him was pressing his waist, which made him feel much better.

At present, this cooperation project with Jiang has reached the final stage, so he doesn't need to worry about it.

Seeing that Jiang has created income for himself, he should give the other party a decent way to go bankrupt.

There was a slight sneer at the corner of his mouth.

Even when he was in Beishi, he didn't know everything.

As for the Chu family...

He slowly frowned.

"Don't bite the pen cap, it's dirty."

The pen in his hand was taken away, he froze for a moment, a cool fingertip rubbed against his lips, and boldly reached into his mouth and circled around in his mouth.

He came back to his senses and took a sharp bite.

"Hiss...didn't you bite enough yesterday?"

Moist fingertips rubbed his lips, and the kiss behind him landed on a hickey on the back of his neck. His slender fingers crossed his lips, and he felt a hand poking in along his shirt.

When he couldn't help but cry out, the fingers across his lips stretched out and got stuck between his lips and teeth.

Zhao Xingqi's eyes were red, and this time he really bit him hard.

Feeling the person behind him stop moving, he turned his head and gave a fierce look.

Going to work, what are you doing!

Liu Chengan was teased by him so much that he wanted to laugh, but he hugged him and buried him on his shoulder with some grievances.

"Office, I can't help it."

Zhao Sacrifice was so angry that he couldn't speak, he really wanted to smash his stick.

Last night completely opened up Zhao's 20 years of shame.

At this time, the not-so-clean thoughts in his head made him blush.

He elbowed the chest of the person behind him, signaling him to restrain himself.

A muffled laugh echoed around his neck.

"Well, I will try my best to hold back, even if it hurts, I will hold back."

Zhao Xun was both helpless and helpless. This was probably the trouble of his boyfriend being too young.

"Mr. Zhao, I brought what you asked for."

There was a secretary knocking on the door.

He said softly, "Come in."

Liu Chengan's eyes flickered for a moment, but Zhao Si who was sitting in his arms was as motionless as the wind, so he hugged him even tighter with a smile on his face.

Sure enough, Secretary Wu who came in was so taken aback that he almost couldn't even walk.

Just looking at Zhao Xun, who was expressionless but obviously flushed, the secretary walked to his desk firmly and put the box in his hand on it.

Ah...it's clearer when you get closer.

There is still a hand fidgeting in Mr. Zhao's shirt!

"go out."

"it is good."

The secretary answered unconsciously, and walked out with fluttering steps.

She was going to tell her company colleagues about this terrible... oh no... congratulations.

President Zhao is in love!

As for why she didn't suspect that this was a rich man's game, it was because Zhao Xun's character was beyond doubt.

It's as if the bad nature of those rich people never appeared in Zhao Xun's body.

How can a person who is serious about work and life not be serious about relationships?

"Open."

Zhao Xun handed over the things in his hand to Liu Cheng'an who was behind him.

Seeing the thing in front of him, he was a little puzzled, but somehow he knew what it was.

With the mood of unpacking a gift, he opened the box, and there was a pair of custom-made silver-rimmed glasses.

The smile on the corner of his mouth widened.

"Mr. Zhao, are you worried about me?"

Zhao Xun didn't speak, his ears were red and quivered.

He doesn't allow his little boyfriend to charm anyone out of his sight.

Liu Chengan hugged him tightly.

He likes Zhao Xun's arbitrariness towards him, because it will give him a sense of satisfaction like a metamorphosis.

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