Slag Gong's Loyal Dog Road

Shen Qingyuan squatted on the ground to clean up in embarrassment, his face was black and white intertwined like a cat.

Huamao looked up and asked half annoyed and half wronged: "Why are you back?"

"I'll come back to get the documents. Are you... cooking?"

The flower cat buried her head and continued to pick up the things on the ground: "It surprised me by appearing suddenly, and knocked over the pot."

He Jingrui knelt down to help him clean up, "Why are you cooking so early in the morning?"

"I see that you like to eat that squirrel fish, and I want to cook it for you. I copied the recipe yesterday, but this dish is very difficult to make. I want to try my hand first." The little shoemaker sighed dejectedly: "I put it on the fire. It’s too hot, it caught fire when serving the side dishes, it should be fine with a low fire.”

Hearing his whining and complaining, He Jingrui's heart warmed up, and he stopped his hand and said, "You rest, let me do it."

The little shoemaker quit: "Don't meddle, be careful to stain the suit..."

Before he finished speaking, He Jingrui blocked his mouth domineeringly.

He Jingrui let him go until he was breathless from the kiss, bit his lip and said, "You're so talkative, if you say I'll come, I'll come."

Shen Qingyuan blushed and panted slightly, speechless in a daze.

He Jingrui carried him to the cooking table and sat down, quickly cleaning the battlefield.

"Actually, you don't have to bother to make those complicated dishes, just home-cooked dishes," he said.

"You are so busy every day, you need to keep up with your nutrition. What's more, how can the food outside be as fine as home?" Shen Qingyuan held the cooking table with both hands, and his eyes were shining, watching He Jingrui's busy figure intently, unconsciously overflowing Tender emotions.

Unexpectedly, He Jingrui suddenly turned in front of him, wrapped his arms around his waist, and whispered in his ear: "You like to cook for me?"

Shen Qingyuan's heart beat suddenly quickened, and the familiar breath brushed over his ears, with heart-stirring heat and power to confuse his mind, almost melting him.He couldn't see or hear anything, he just stared at the beautiful lips in front of him, closed his eyes involuntarily, and kissed her like a thief...

When they parted, both of them were a little bit unsatisfied.

No way, I've been too busy during this time, I haven't done that for a long time.Not only is the quantity small, but the quality is not good, and every time things are done in a hurry, there is no good communication.

He Jingrui hugged the little shoemaker absentmindedly, he didn't even want to go to work with the beauty in his arms.

But he is no longer the lecherous dandy he used to be, with the entire He family on his shoulders, he is not allowed to slack off in the slightest, Shen Qingyuan also suppressed his anger and urged him to go to work.

He Kubi let go of his lover in frustration, and kept whistling unwillingly.

After finally returning to normal, he asked, "Come and have lunch with me at noon?"

"I have an appointment with Xiaoqin, she will come over at noon." Shen Qingyuan said awkwardly.

"She's coming to harm my kitchen again?" He Jingrui pinched his chin and teased, "Did you make an appointment to cook for us brothers together?" "

The blush that had just subsided on Shen Qingyuan's face spread again, and he pushed He Jingrui like a cover-up: "Are you still going to work? Let's go, the traffic jam will delay you later."

Pulling him over, He Jingrui kissed him a few times, and said in a low voice, "Wait for me to come back tonight." When he reached the door, he turned around and told him, "Don't cook squirrel fish, just make soup."

The little shoemaker pursed his lips and smiled at him: "Understood."

In the afternoon, He Jingrui called again, saying that he had to work overtime at night and asked Shen Qingyuan to bring him meals.

When Shen Qingyuan arrived at his office, it was almost seven o'clock.

"Why did you come here?" He Kubi obviously got impatient and complained, "I'm going to be hungry!"

"The bus was stuck on the road for more than 40 minutes." Shen Qingyuan stood in the middle of the room with plastic bags in both hands, somewhat at a loss.The office was larger and more luxurious than the real estate company's, and the shiny furniture made it look like it would be sabotage to put food on it.

"Why didn't you take a taxi and insisted on squeezing the bus?" He Jingrui took what was in his hand and threw it on the coffee table under his stare.

"It takes more than 20 to get here by taxi." Shen Qingyuan's iron rooster attribute has not changed at all until now.

"Twenty is twenty, do you need to save it like this?"

"It's only 2 yuan by bus, and taking a taxi is ten times that of taking a bus."

He Jingrui couldn't do anything with this iron cock.

He poked his waist and said: "Know what is the most precious thing to me now? It is time! I can buy more time by spending more money. You are actually wasting our time by being so stingy, understand? Time is also a kind of Scarce resources, understand?"

Shen Qingyuan agreed perfunctorily, and was busy spreading newspapers on the coffee table.

"Did you hear what I said?" He Jingrui pulled him up from the ground brutally by the waist, and fiercely leaned on him: "Do you listen to me? Huh? Do you listen?"

"Listen...don't make trouble..." Shen Qingyuan giggled and hid, he was almost crushed into a puddle of mud.

Letting go of the little shoemaker, He Jingrui sat on the sofa and looked at the coffee table which was not exquisite, but it was definitely a sumptuous dinner with heart, and he was very happy.

"Huh, there are still dumplings?" He picked up a dumpling and took a bite, then said with a smile, "The one across from the cinema? I knew it was from his family as soon as I tasted it."

"I was passing by there, and remembered that you like to eat his dumplings, so I bought them along the way." Seeing that he was eating happily, Shen Qingyuan was also happy, and deliberately put two more in his lunch box.

"I remember when I was at the restaurant, when it was cold at night, I wanted to eat a bowl of his dumplings with the soup. Oh, that was so refreshing! His sliced ​​noodles were also good. Xiaoqin could eat two bowls at a time. It's so delicious..." Recalling the years when he set up a stall, the corner of He Jingrui's mouth curled up softly.

I didn't think it at the time, but now that I think about it, many details are so fresh and beautiful.

"We were self-made back then?"

"Forget it."

"There are times when I'm so poor." He Jingrui smacked his lips with emotion, "How did we get here?"

"That's it."

"Now I tell people that I ride an electric bike to the wholesale market to buy goods, and I carry two big bags at a time. I guess no one will believe it. It seems that the skin has peeled off when I think about it." Laughing confidently: "Actually, it was bitter at that time, but I was very happy."

He stretched out his hand to hold the hand of the little shoemaker opposite, and said with a smile: "Qing Yuan, because I have you by my side, I am happy in any day."

Shen Qingyuan didn't know how to talk about love, even though he was about to overflow with joy, he just blushed slightly, picked up a dumpling and fed it into his mouth.

The sun outside the floor-to-ceiling windows is about to sink below the horizon, and the thick and colorful clouds paint a gorgeous background for the towering Heshi Building.

The staff were basically gone, leaving only two people in the president's office on the top floor, eating happily head to head.

This moment of warmth and tranquility belongs exclusively to them.The whole city is but a decoration for their little world.

Looking at the sky, sunset, buildings, and people outside the window gave them the illusion of being housed in a glass box and isolated from the world.

He Jingrui's smile was dyed with colored light and shadow, still carrying a lively ruffian, still complacent like a sunflower, besides, there was also a kind of quiet tenderness, which was precipitated by the tempering of responsibility Gentle power.

Unknowingly, the idle boy has grown into a responsible mature man.How lucky I am to be able to accompany him all the way forward, or, in fact, he has been supporting me to bump forward in the river of life.

"What are you thinking about?" He Jingrui flicked the little shoemaker's lost face.

"No, it's nothing. I just saw you sitting in such a big office, and being called by Mr. He is not used to it. It's like a dream." He was telling the truth. He Jingrui's triple jump He really couldn't get used to the speed.

"Yeah, I thought that chair was the boss's exclusive seat, and I can actually sit on it." He Jingrui stretched his waist, and complained helplessly, "I didn't know until I sat on it, it's a volcano after all. Shanda, I'm almost impotent."

Just one sentence exposed He Jingrui's nonchalant nature, and the little shoemaker's beautiful emotions disappeared in an instant.

Seeing that it was getting dark, Shen Qingyuan cleaned up the leftovers, and was about to ask He Jingrui if he would continue to work overtime, when he came out of the special rest room with a guitar.

He Jingrui held the guitar in his arms, and slid his fingers across the strings to play out a string of notes. Then he swung his waist and posed in a smart way, raised his head at Shen Qingyuan, and asked, "Brother, do you want to hear me sing?"

"You usually sing at work?" Shen Qingyuan laughed.

"Let's adjust it."

He Jingrui pulled up the chair and sat down, and began to play the guitar.

He didn't sing, he just played intently.The watery melody flowed from his fingertips, echoing in the quiet office.

Shen Qingyuan had never heard of this piece, and He Jingrui was not too proficient at playing it.However, at this moment, the trembling of the strings has a sultry magic power, reaching directly to the heart, as if the heartbeat is fused together.

At the end of the song, the two were still immersed in the lingering rhyme of the music, and they fell silent for a moment at the same time.

"What song is this?" Shen Qingyuan asked first.

".With you. Does it sound good?"

"It sounds good."

"Come here." The smile on He Jingrui's face disappeared, replaced by a slight curvature of his lips that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, and the radiance in his eyes that was hot enough to burn people.

Boom, boom, boom...

Shen Qingyuan's heavy heartbeat rang in his ears.He walked over slowly.The fingertips touched He Jingrui's outstretched fingers.

"I'll teach you how to play." He Jingrui's voice was hoarse with a touch of sex.

The little shoemaker sat on his lap obediently, allowing him to hold his hand and stroke it over the strings.

Notes sounded intermittently one after another, and from time to time one could hear the gradually fiery/hot breathing.

There was a clang, and the guitar sound stopped.

Amidst the continuous tremors at the fingertips, Shen Qingyuan's heartbeat was in chaos.

He Jingrui put down the guitar, hugged him tightly, rubbed against his earlobe and murmured softly: "Qing Yuan, let's do it."

Shen Qingyuan turned around and held his head.

The night had already fallen silently, and the dim light reflected a confused face from his eyes.

Closing his eyes, he kissed hard...

He Jingrui gently put him on the ground, and slowly unbuttoned his clothes.

The little shoemaker's attention was all drawn to the pair of hands that could play the beautiful melody, and he was very eager for the performance he was about to perform on himself.

When the clothes were peeled off, he even had an illusion, as if the hard/hard clam was forcefully torn apart, exposing it to the man's eyes from the inside to the outside.

This is the first time I have such a feeling, looking forward to being swept by that person's power, using the rhythm of the wind to push myself to the peak of near death, dangerous and sweet...

He Jingrui did not disappoint him, he died again and again.When I opened my eyes again, there was an erratic lightness in my body and mind, like a new life.