I Really Don't Want to Sign a Marriage Agreement with the Big Boss

Tonight, Villa No. [-] in Xishan is still picturesque.

The movement of the Maybach into the garage animates the painting.

When Sheng Mingzhi got out of the car, he was almost sober.

All the way in the car with the battery charged, I checked Weibo, and ate Qiao Yan and Huo Yuzhe's melon from start to finish, and the more I read it, the more energetic I became.

He even felt that some marketing accounts did not reveal enough details, so he could go anonymously and submit an article, describing the scene of catching rape on the spot today vividly.

But I also think of Xiao Wang's thinning hair and his age before he has a family.

Sheng Mingzhi temporarily showed mercy and gave up this plan.

So until Lu Jiayan got off the car, he was still immersed in the mentality of eating melons, and he didn't react.

Sheng Mingzhi was taken aback, put down his phone, only saw Lu Jiayan's back.

It was not the first time that Lu Jiayan left first.

Only this time, leaving was a little weird.

Sheng Mingzhi seemed a little surprised, and was stunned for a full two seconds.

Then, he realized belatedly that Lu Jiayan was... extraordinarily silent along the way?

He also thought.

According to the posture of this dog man playing drunkenly in the villa last time, it is inevitable that he will be ridiculed in the car.

As a result, nothing happened.

He, who was used to Lu Jiayan's poisonous tongue, felt like he was punching cotton.

Sheng Mingzhi groaned for a while, then got out of the car.

The Maybach is directly parked in the underground garage of No. [-] Xishan. The garage has an elevator leading directly to the living room of the villa, and there are three floors in total.

Lu Jiayan went too far abnormally, got into the elevator after getting off the car, and didn't even wait for Sheng Mingzhi to join him.

If you miss it once, you have to wait another 3 minutes.

After being thrown down, Sheng Mingzhi was at a loss again.Immediately, the unidentified anger in my heart has risen to a high level.

Once the remaining alcohol in his body was ignited, the sound of the door closing when he went upstairs was louder than thunder.

I thought this kind of mischievous behavior would attract Lu Jiayan's attention.

The other party likes to be his father so much, no matter how bad it is, you should tell him not to knock on the door.

But nothing.

Lu Jiayan didn't say a word, which was quite different from his usual state.

When going upstairs, from Sheng Mingzhi's perspective, he couldn't see Lu Jiayan's face, but he seemed to have a calm face, and the smile disappeared from his peach eyes.

At this moment, the two seem to have returned to the time when they were just married.At that time, Lu Jiayan was alienated and noble, as inaccessible as if separated by a layer of glass.

After reaching the second floor, Lu Jiayan entered the bedroom.

From getting off the car to entering the house, there was no exchange of a word with Sheng Mingzhi.

Sheng Mingzhi was deeply troubled by Lu Jiayan's abnormality.

It stands to reason that they have only been married for three years, and they are still four years away from the seven-year itch. Could it be that Lu Jiayan can't stand this marriage so soon?

On second thought, though.

Both of them seemed very indifferent to this marriage, and the seven-year itch seemed impossible to talk about.

Sheng Mingzhi turned over, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Probably after Lu Jiayan returned to China, the relationship between the two improved a lot.Now the sudden indifference to him made the little ancestor of Zhongxing Pengyue feel the coldness, and he felt unconvinced for a while.

The more I think about it, the more unhappy I get.

Why should Lu Jiayan show his face first, even if he wants to quarrel, it is his own face to show him.

It seems that whoever turns his face in this plastic relationship first will win a game in front of the other party.But in emotional matters, winning or losing is the most taboo.

Sheng Mingzhi was lying on the bed sulking, who knew that he was confused, and with the catalysis of alcohol, he fell asleep drowsily.

For some reason, he suddenly dreamed about something from his student days.

When Sheng Mingzhi was in his first year of high school, Lu Jiayan was already in his senior year.

In the first semester of her senior year, Lu Jiayan's alma mater, Peking University, changed its location from the city center to the suburbs, and at the same time celebrated its centennial anniversary.

Sheng Xu and Lu Jiayan applied for the same major when they were in college, and they were in the same dormitory by mistake.

For this reason, Sheng Xu has been mad for four years. The main reason is that Lu Jiayan's appearance is higher than him. When he was in high school, he was ruthless in school. .

After entering university, Sheng Xu thought he was going to usher in spring, but ended up sharing a dormitory with Lu Jiayan in the same major as Lu Jiayan. They all studied finance.

In the four years of college, I never talked to a girlfriend.

Menopause is almost onset early.

Yunjing said that it is not so big that it is too big. It takes four hours to drive from the eastern suburbs to the western suburbs.

The Sheng family's residence is in the city center, and Beijing University is in the eastern suburbs, two hours' drive away.

In just these two hours, Sheng Xu thought it was too far away after he went to university, so he bought a house near the school, and he didn't go home once a month.

Naturally, Sheng Mingzhi met him very few times, and he didn't even see Lu Jiayan for a whole semester with him.

When he saw Lu Jiayan again, it would be the centennial celebration of Peking University.

Sheng Mingzhi signed up for Beijing University's winter camp, but was thrown to his brother by his father like a troublemaker.

He still remembered that day when Sheng Xu came to pick him up by car, Sheng Mingzhi thought he had too much stuff, so he couldn't get down on the third floor of the villa, so he shamelessly asked Sheng Xu to go upstairs to help him carry his luggage.

Sheng Xu saw the two or three large boxes he sent over on WeChat, and replied him directly with a question mark.

His brother's question marks generally have only one meaning: Are you sick?

The two brothers quarreled with voice, and in the end Sheng Mingzhi won a complete victory, Sheng Xu couldn't stand him, and went upstairs from the car cursing.

Sheng Mingzhi triumphantly leaned against the door and looked down at his brother with the attitude of a winner, but he never expected that Lu Jiayan would go home with Sheng Xu.

After four months, I saw Lu Jiayan again.

His hair was a little longer than the last time we met, he was wearing a thin black windbreaker, his shoulders were broad and his legs were long, his peach blossom eyes were slightly raised, and he just ran into Sheng Mingzhi's sight.

He froze for a moment, and blurted out:

"Brother Jiayan..."

Before Lu Jiayan could answer, Sheng Xu's yin and yang voice sounded in his ears: "Who are you calling first? Did you see your brother? Who worked so hard to carry your luggage for you? Do you have a conscience?"

Only now did Sheng Mingzhi come back to his senses, and was a little embarrassed by Sheng Xu's words.

Since Lu Jiayan was with his brother, he must have heard the scoundrel who was arguing with his brother on the phone just now, and the young man suddenly felt ashamed as never before.

It's just that Sheng Xu was an old hermaphrodite when he opened his mouth, and Sheng Mingzhi was not convinced: "Isn't it normal for me to see him first? Everyone in the crowd will see the handsome guy first."

He thought about it, and felt that the reason was not enough.

Angrily, he added: "And in theory, people's eyes will see tall people first. You are too short, it's normal for me not to see you."

A righteous look.

Sheng Xu laughed angrily at him: "Aren't I handsome?"

Sheng Mingzhi hesitated, then paused: "No. So-so. Just, public face? Ordinary male?"

Sheng Xu let out a "huh" and continued to find fault: "Where am I short? Can I have fun with you as a dwarf?"

This sentence directly hit Sheng Mingzhi's thunder point, and he suddenly raised his voice: "Why am I short? At the age of 15, 1.7 meters is already very tall, and I am still young, and I can still grow. Can you do it when you are a lot older? Be kinder in your heart, why are you so strong in comparison? Don't bully children just because you can't compare with your peers."

"Okay." Sheng Xu gave him a thumbs up and said coldly, "Then let your tall and handsome brother Jiayan carry your things for you. Your highness's things are too expensive, and I, an ordinary man, don't deserve them."

Sheng Mingzhi: ...

After Sheng Xu finished speaking, he really put down his burden and quit, turned on the TV in the bedroom, and watched the movie leisurely with his legs crossed.

The rest Sheng Mingzhi stood there in embarrassment. He glanced at Lu Jiayan, who seemed to be replying to WeChat, but didn't look at him.

After going to university, Lu Jiayan should have more friends.

Sheng Mingzhi knew that he was very popular in high school, and the only person he knew with Lu Jiayan in common was his brother.

It was only then that he remembered to say hello to Lu Jiayan, after searching his stomach for a long time, he forced out a few words: "Brother Jiayan, long time no see."

Lu Jiayan glanced at him while returning to WeChat, and nodded, coldly and just right.

Then the air is directly awkward.

Sheng Mingzhi's heart was empty, and he couldn't tell what it was like.

After four months of not seeing him, Lu Jiayan seemed to have become even more unfamiliar with him.

He hesitated for a while, not so cheeky yet.

Get an outsider to help you move things.

After a long silence, Sheng Mingzhi got angry and didn't talk to Sheng Xu, and picked up the luggage by himself.

Who knew that the moment he lifted the luggage, the weight in his hand was empty, and it was Lu Jiayan who helped him carry it.

Sheng Mingzhi felt his fingers curl up unconsciously.

He was quite rude to Sheng Xu, but he had an inexplicable respect for Lu Jiayan.

Probably because the other party is always clear and cold, looking like a flower in the high mountains.

It was very different from his brother's flamboyant and bright red trumpet flowers.

Sheng Mingzhi said awkwardly: "Brother Jiayan, I can do it myself."

"Then how can I do that?" Lu Jiayan's voice was cold, and he put away his phone at some point, and chuckled softly: "If I don't help you move things, aren't you boasting in vain?"

He paused, and said, "We adults don't take advantage of children."

Sheng Mingzhi was extremely embarrassed by what his friend said.

Lowering her head, her eyes accidentally caught a glimpse of Lu Jiayan's wrist, wearing a thin hair band and a small strawberry hanging down.

His eyes froze for a moment.

The dream came to an abrupt end here, and Sheng Mingzhi was awakened from the dream.

In the dream, Lu Jiayan still maintained the cold temper of his youth, which was still fresh in Sheng Mingzhi's memory after many years.

So the saying that like attracts like is well-founded.

Lu Jiayan has been with his brother for too long, that's why he has become more and more mean-spirited, and every time he can accurately step on Sheng Mingzhi's blown fox tail.

After waking up, he was so thirsty that he looked at the time and found that he had only slept for half an hour.

Probably because he drank too much wine at night, he drank all the water in the glass, Sheng Mingzhi had no choice but to put on his slippers and go downstairs to fetch water.

When he arrived at Nakajima Terrace, he hesitated for a moment, opened the refrigerator door, and mixed a glass of honey water.

For some reason, the Lu Jiayan in the dream coincided with the Lu Jiayan tonight.

Sheng Mingzhi suddenly discovered that even though his cheap commercial marriage husband was arrogant, vicious and stingy.

But it did help him a lot. Whether it was when he was a child or now, Lu Jiayan's tenderness seemed to be hidden under a lot of emotions, and it was not easy to detect.

Help him get rid of hot searches tonight, as well as help him block alcohol.

Sheng Mingzhi recalled Lu Jiayan's expression when he went upstairs just now, feeling a little guilty.

Lu Jiayan looked really uncomfortable.

He hesitated again and again, put the honey water in the tray, and knocked on Lu Jiayan's bedroom door.

Who knew that Lu Jiayan didn't lock the door.

As soon as Sheng Mingzhi knocked, the door opened automatically.

The room was pitch black, not even a night light was turned on.

Sheng Mingzhi was stunned for a moment, probably didn't expect Lu Jiayan to sleep so early.

Slight night blindness made it extremely difficult for him to grope in the dark.

He said softly: "Brother Jiayan, are you asleep?"

His only answer was breathing.

If Sheng Mingzhi's hearing was a little more sensitive at this time, he could hear how abnormal the breathing sound in the room was.

It didn't look like the shallow breathing of a person after a deep sleep.

It's more like trying to endure something, wrapped in strong and tired lust, long and heavy.

Sheng Mingzhi reluctantly walked to the bedside by the weak light of the mobile phone.

He squatted on the ground, put the honey water on the bedside table, hesitated for a while: "Lu Jiayan, are you feeling unwell? I mixed honey water for you and put it on the bedside table."

After finishing speaking, I felt that I was a little too attentive.

So Sheng Mingzhi quickly added: "Whether you like to drink or not. I'm leaving."

Said to go, but Sheng Mingzhi's footsteps seemed to be fixed on the ground.

I even condescended to serve him water, passed a step down, why did the dog man ignore him? !

Sheng Mingzhi was sullen when he thought of the dream just now.

I don't know why I just want Lu Jiayan to talk to him.

Sheng Mingzhi reached out to push him, but Lu Jiayan grabbed his wrist before he could touch it.

The man sat up from the bed, startled Sheng Mingzhi, and made him fall sideways by the bed.

Sheng Mingzhi suddenly realized that Lu Jiayan's palm was terribly hot.

After a few seconds of silence in the dark, he came back to his senses: "Why are you so hot? Do you have a fever?"

Sheng Mingzhi thought of the night when Lu Jiayan had a stomach problem.

He hesitated for a moment: "Do you have an upset stomach?"

He also had a low-grade fever that night.

Sheng Mingzhi subconsciously touched Lu Jiayan's forehead.

Unexpectedly, his arms were imprisoned by the opponent again, and both hands were held down by him. Sheng Mingzhi reflexively leaned forward, almost crashing into Lu Jiayan's arms.

This time the distance was even closer, and it was even closer than the safe distance in Sheng Mingzhi's mind.

No matter how dull he was, Sheng Mingzhi could feel that the other party's state was not right.

He froze for a few seconds, then said softly, "What's wrong with you?"

The silence seemed to dissolve in the darkness.

Just after Sheng Mingzhi could only hear his own heartbeat, Lu Jiayan spoke.

The voice is hoarse than ever before.

"I'm fine. Just drunk."

drink too much?

What about cheating ghosts?You just drank that cup, can you drink like this?

Sheng Mingzhi just wanted to complain, but she didn't know what to think of.

At this very moment, the brain was severely struck by a thunderbolt.

He has been in the entertainment industry for three years, he has never eaten pork but has seen pigs run, so he is not too dull.

Lu Jiayan just drank a glass of wine tonight, judging by his current reaction, it seems that he is completely different from being drunk.I've seen a lot of dirty things in the entertainment industry, and it's not like I haven't heard of similar things.But Sheng Mingzhi never thought that being drugged could happen to Lu Jiayan.

In an instant, Sheng Mingzhi's mind went blank.

There was an explanation for Lu Jiayan's weird reactions tonight—there was something wrong with the glass of wine he drank for him.

Lu Jiayan seemed to guess it from Sheng Mingzhi's reaction.

The man let out a deep breath: "It's late, go to sleep."

Sheng Mingzhi seemed to have been emptied of his soul.

Only the numb body listened to Lu Jiayan's instructions, stood up from the bed in a panic, and even accidentally knocked over the water glass on the bedside table, spilling the wet sugar water all over the floor.

The air suddenly became viscous, with an overly sweet smell.

Sheng Mingzhi turned around with a blank expression, but found at the first step that Lu Jiayan didn't let go of his hand.

The inertia caught him off guard and fell on the bed, and he felt a tighter force on his wrist, which almost hurt him.

That certain male vixen, who was telling him to go to sleep in a high-sounding manner, leaned lazily on the head of the bed, but his eyes were firmly locked on him.

After a while, Sheng Mingzhi saw the hidden lust in Lu Jiayan's peach blossom eyes, and sighed softly: "I have no conscience. Who am I drinking this glass of wine for?"

Sheng Mingzhi felt that his whole body was so stiff that he couldn't move.

Can't hear anything.

In the darkness, Lu Jiayan's voice was indescribably seductive, very light and soft, like a spoiled child: "I really plan to go back to my room and sleep."

He paused for a moment, and the ending sound seemed to be a little frivolous, implying nonchalantly: "It's legal to sleep here."