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

Lu Jiayan got off work early today, and had a dispensable dinner in the evening, which was saved by his college classmates.

It is estimated that in order to attract his investment, someone specially set up a bridge, and his old classmate tortured him for half a month, before Lu Jiayan asked his assistant to spare time, and condescended to participate once.

Yao Shen looked at the time and estimated that it would take about four to ten minutes to drive there.

In addition to the evening rush hour of get off work in Yunjing, the traffic jam on the second ring road will take half an hour, which is almost an hour and 10 minutes.

Just about to remind Lu Jiayan of the evening meal.

The boss's personal cell phone vibrated.

Sheng Mingzhi on the other side was lying on the bed, already returning to normal, ignoring Lu Jiayan's obscene rewards.

Instead, he invited Lu Jiayan to dinner in a good mood: 【What time will you be back in the evening? 】

Lu Jiayan raised his eyebrows: [There is no need to be so impatient. 】

Sheng Mingzhi was taken aback when he saw it.

There was no response for a few seconds.

Then I accidentally glanced at the previous chat records:

Lu Jiayan said for a second that he would move to live with him in his room at night.

The next second he asked Lu Jiayan when he would be back.

……

Who, force, not, and, wait? !

Sheng Mingzhi came back to his senses and gritted his teeth to explain: 【I'm asking if you'll come back for dinner tonight, okay? 】

By the way, like swiping the screen, he sent more than a dozen angry soybean emoticons.

Lu Jiayan replied slowly: [Yes.For dinner of course. 】

He: 【Otherwise, what does Teacher Xiao Sheng think it is? 】

Sheng Mingzhi: ...

Lu Jiayan chuckled lightly, and the words could be read in awe: [No way, you're trying to make up for the reward for sleeping in the same bed with me, right? 】

Him: [噫]

[Ms. Xiao Sheng is too perverted. 】

The consequence of molesting too much is to block and delete a dragon.

When Lu Jiayan sent another message, WeChat showed that he had been blacklisted by Sheng Mingzhi.

Unexpected result.

Yao Shen waited for Lu Jiayan to put down his phone before he stepped forward and asked, "Boss Lu, there is a..."

"I'm not going." Lu Jiayan got up and said lazily, "Arrange the driver to go back to Xishan No. [-]."

Yao Shen was stunned.

"But half a month ago with..."

Lu Jiayan glanced at him coldly: "You are getting better and better as an assistant, why don't you go to the banquet?"

Yao Shen immediately shut up, his back wet with cold sweat: "Okay, Mr. Lu. I'll cancel the dinner immediately."

It wasn't until Lu Jiayan left that Yao Shen breathed a sigh of relief.

He couldn't help but think of what the boss said just now. After being with Lu Jiayan for several years, Yao Shen has never seen him go home so actively.

It seems that married men are different.

I used to think that the relationship between the boss and the second young master was weak, otherwise it wouldn't have been three years without much contact.

Take a look now.

Where is it weak?The boss never put down his personal mobile phone.

Sheng Mingzhi calmed down after half an hour, reluctantly released Lu Jiayan from the blacklist again.

After receiving the other party's location, he opened the closet and changed into a casual jacket.

After changing it, when standing in front of the mirror, Sheng Mingzhi suddenly came back to his senses.

Wait, it's just going to the supermarket with the old man to buy groceries, why does he have to change into a new set of clothes? !

Sheng Mingzhi was taken aback by his astonishing actions.

He hurriedly took off the changed clothes, if that old dog Lu Jiayan knew that he changed his clothes specially to meet him, don't be so proud of him.

Sheng Mingzhi could almost imagine his arrogant and narcissistic tone.

Even the charm of the peach blossom eyes is vividly outlined.

Probably will say meanly:

——It’s just to go grocery shopping with me, so it shouldn’t be so grand.

Congratulations to your mother.

Brother immediately put on a sack and go shopping with you.

Sheng Mingzhi took off the clothes he had put on again, and after tossing around at home for a long time, he finally found a set of ordinary-looking and natural-looking rabbit fur coats. It was light purple, and it seemed that his white skin almost reflected the light.

A heavy snow fell in the afternoon, and Sheng Mingzhi shivered a bit when he came out of the warm spring-like Xishan No. [-].

Lu Jiayan was lazily leaning on the body of the Maybach, as if waiting for a while, a thin layer of snow fell on his shoulders.

He was wearing a black windbreaker, with broad shoulders and long legs, and his body proportions were too superior. His peach blossom eyes were more attractive than the color of snow, which caused several passing girls to turn their heads frequently.

Sheng Mingzhi saw him from a distance, and muttered something about a male vixen.

For some reason, this scene reminded him of Lu Jiayan when he was in high school.

His ability to attract bees and butterflies seems to be innate.

Ever since Sheng Mingzhi got to know him, he kept seeing all kinds of men and women being rejected by Lu Jiayan.

Even when he refused, he was extraordinarily polite, gentle and detached just right.

There was a legend in the attached middle school that Lu Jiayan probably only looked up to the gods in his life, otherwise how could he not be attracted to anyone at all.

His thoughts drifted away, only when Lu Jiayan yelled, Sheng Mingzhi came back to his senses.

If you think about it carefully, isn't the fairy me?

Cool to.

The nearest supermarket to Xishan No. 400 is only a 5-meter walk away. It takes [-] minutes to walk to this point, and an hour to drive, half an hour of which is spent looking for a parking space.

Parking spaces in the city center don't matter if you are a billionaire or not, if you say no, there is no parking space.

Lu Jiayan smiled and said, "Can you be distracted while walking?"

Sheng Mingzhi muttered: "It's so cold, I was frozen, okay?"

Although the rabbit fur coat looks good, it is not a down jacket after all, and it is not frost-resistant at all.

Since childhood, Sheng Mingzhi was a person who wanted demeanor but not temperature, and the heavy snow in Yunjing, which was a few degrees below zero, made him shrink his neck.

If I knew it was so cold outside, I would have worn an extra thermal underwear!

Sheng Mingzhi gasped with a "hiss", and then looked at Lu Jiayan who was walking calmly in front of a person, feeling a little more upset.

He was frozen like a dog.

Is this old man blind?Don't know how to take off your scarf and wear it for him for a while? !

Sheng Mingzhi snorted coldly in his heart, suddenly stopped leaving, and raised his voice emphatically: "I'm freezing to death."

Lu Jiayan raised his eyes, but without turning his head, he replied like a straight man of steel: "Of course it will be cold if you wear so little."

Sheng Mingzhi: ...

"I said I was freezing to death, didn't you hear me!" Seeing that the hint didn't work, Sheng Mingzhi immediately lost his temper, pointed at him and said, "Shouldn't you take off your scarf and wear it for me at this time? "

Lu Jiayan glanced at him, bent his lips, and said deliberately: "Take it off and put it on for you, what should I do?"

Sheng Mingzhi: .

Lu Jiayan: "In theory, if people are really going to freeze to death, wearing a scarf is useless."

Him: "And my scarf doesn't look like it matches your clothes."

……

……

Sheng Mingzhi was unable to refute.

He was so angry that the fox's eyes widened. He couldn't believe that Lu Jiayan, a dog man, would come up with such an outrageous excuse that the scarf doesn't match his clothes? !

If you don't give it to him, you won't give it to him. How often does he wear this ragged scarf? !

Just when Sheng Mingzhi was about to die of anger.

Lu Jiayan finally couldn't hold back his laughter, and the next second, Sheng Mingzhi felt that he was wrapped in a coat.

The faint fragrance that belonged to Lu Jiayan lingered on the tip of his nose.

With snow, it became a cold fragrance.

Only now did Sheng Mingzhi realize that Lu Jiayan was purely messing with his mentality, just to make fun of him.

He was speechless for a moment, unable to understand the bad tastes of the post-[-]s generation.

However, when Lu Jiayan took off his coat to him, he couldn't bear it anymore.

The minus few degrees weather in Yunjing is no joke, and he is not responsible for catching a cold.

He was not small, but wrapped in Lu Jiayan's clothes, he looked a bit childish.

Sheng Ming's childishness disappeared, and he muttered: "You took off your clothes for me, so you are not cold."

If it were someone else, they would probably keep Sheng Mingzhi's young master's temper at arm's length.

I have never seen such a difficult person to serve, and I can't take it off, and I can't take it off.

Lu Jiayan said leisurely, "Then what should I do? I can't freeze you to death."

Sheng Mingzhi: .

Before Sheng Mingzhi could react, his right hand was suddenly held by Lu Jiayan.

The other party's hand was cold, but his palm was very hot. Somehow, they clasped together and intertwined their fingers.

Lu Jiayan held his hand and stuffed it into the windbreaker pocket together.

Sheng Mingzhi's body froze.

The touch on his hand was so obvious that it almost stopped his brain from spinning.

"It has to be like this." Lu Jiayan sighed.

Sheng Mingzhi didn't even know how he walked to the supermarket with his limbs stiff.

All the blood cells in his whole body were probably gathered in the hands interlocking with Lu Jiayan like a long march, and then they held a concert there together.

The sound was deafening.

The sound of heartbeat made Sheng Mingzhi dizzy.

When we arrived at the supermarket, Lu Jiayan took out his hand.

Sheng Mingzhi hadn't recovered yet, and didn't let go immediately.

Seeing this, Lu Jiayan raised his eyebrows and said leisurely, "You still don't let go?"

His voice was lazy and owed: "Do you just want to take advantage of me like that?"

Sheng Mingzhi:?

With a jolt, he woke up and threw Lu Jiayan away.

"Show face. Who is taking advantage of you?"

"Huh?" Lu Jiayan had already opened a cart, and changed into a comfortable posture. He took Sheng Mingzhi's hand again very naturally, with peachy eyes: "That's because I want to take advantage of you, you can ."

Sheng Mingzhi: ...

You are fucking hooked, you talk fart.

However, the face is so hot.

What the hell supermarket, the heating is so high?

Lu Jiayan's movement of holding him was so natural, as if he had held him like this countless times.

Passing by the transparent glass of the supermarket, Sheng Mingzhi saw the clasped hands from the reflection.

For a moment, he even had a slight illusion.

It seemed that he and Lu Jiayan had no business marriage, just a very ordinary, very ordinary family.

Like all lovers.

After get off work, after a day's work, I went to the supermarket to sell vegetables, and went home to make a simple dinner.

Sheng Mingzhi looked away and slowed down a bit.

It's a bit unnatural to keep looking at the hand being held.

Lu Jiayan, an old drama player, is really good enough to enter the drama.

Now there are obviously no elders in the family, but he still acts so realistically, playing the role of a good husband dutifully.

Teacher Xiao Sheng bowed down.

After watching too much, Lu Jiayan noticed it.

He threw two tomatoes into the shopping cart and said softly, "Why do you keep peeking at me?"

Sheng Mingzhi choked up: "Who peeked at you?"

"Yeah. Then you're looking upright." Lu Jiayan bent his lips and said narcissistically, "Does it look good?"

What a ghost.

Sheng Mingzhi just wanted to refute that he didn't peek at him, but then thought, wouldn't that just admit that he was peeking at him and holding hands?

momentary hesitation.

Lu Jiayan caught the loophole, and the other party said hesitantly: "Are you guilty after being hit by me?"

Sheng Mingzhi was speechless: "Are you the champion of the couple's debate contest? Every quarter, there is a KPI for the number of times I argue with you to complete? Also, I don't want to eat celery, you put it back."

Lu Jiayan picked it up again: "Kids, don't be picky eaters."

The two just bickered while buying.

The contents of the shopping cart gradually increased.

Sheng Mingzhi strolled to the snack area, his eyes lit up.

As an artist—even though he is an [-]th-line artist, Mr. Xiao Sheng has a very strong self-management, and he hardly eats snacks.He has strict requirements on his figure, and he has not forgotten his original intention to be a jerk to the death. He is not masculine and does not cut his hair. Cutting his hair will kill him. The first one banned by radio and television is this kind Aspiring entertainer.

But that doesn't mean he doesn't like it.

Sheng Mingzhi reservedly picked out a pack of spicy sticks and a pack of potato chips.

The snack rack was a little high, and when he took the potato chips, he naturally let go of Lu Jiayan's hand.

When they recovered, both of them froze for a moment.

Sheng Mingzhi squeezed the potato chips, for some reason, a little bit of regret appeared in his heart.

Suddenly, I didn't want to eat so much.

But after taking them all, he still threw the potato chips into the shopping cart.

Then put his hands on the guardrail of the shopping cart, pushing the cart forward as if nothing had happened.

After taking two steps, Sheng Mingzhi was suddenly stopped by a young man who appeared with a mobile phone.

The other party seemed to be one or two centimeters taller than him, looked at him level, and said excitedly: "Hello, are you Sheng Mingzhi?"

Sheng Mingzhi was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that he had met a fan.

Because he has been doing the [-]-line blur ratio for too long, sometimes Sheng Mingzhi would forget that he is a star, just like now, he doesn't have a mask, hat or any equipment, and goes shopping in public places directly.

But in fact, it was also the first time to meet fans.

Sheng Mingzhi only has thirty active fans on the Internet, let alone in real life.

Moreover, he is still a male fan.

With Xiao Wang not around, Sheng Mingzhi was a little at a loss when he encountered this situation, and instead looked a little cute.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the male fan tacitly admitted that he admitted, and said excitedly: "I'm your new fan! I saw you live in the pit, you are really too good at people!"

When the male fan said this, Sheng Mingzhi suddenly realized.

He said why he suddenly had a male fan, it turned out that it was the time when the live broadcast went out of the circle.

The enthusiasm for going out of the circle is still hot, and it seems nothing unusual to be recognized.

Sheng Mingzhi: "Oh. Hello."

Male fan: "Mr. Sheng, can I ask you for an autograph?"

Sheng Mingzhi hesitated for a moment, thinking hard, whether the company has stipulated that private signatures are not allowed.

Who knew male fans would find another way: "Or take a photo together! I have a mobile phone!"

When it came to this point, Sheng Mingzhi was too embarrassed to refuse.

"That's also—"

"No." Lu Jiayan, who hadn't spoken all the time, replied flatly, and said in a distant manner: "I'm sorry. The company stipulates that we can't take photos together."

The male fan noticed him only now, and for some reason, when he saw Lu Jiayan's eyes, his back felt a little hairy.

I always feel that I am surrounded by hostility, what's going on?

"Ah?" The male fan was a little lonely, but he didn't give up, and whispered: "Are you Teacher Sheng's manager?"

Lu Jiayan said coldly, "Does this have something to do with not being able to take photos together?"

The scene was stalemate.

Fortunately, the male fans did not insist, but they were still excited.

Taking advantage of Sheng Mingzhi's inattention, the male fan suddenly grabbed his hand and shook it vigorously a few times: "It's okay if you can't take a photo together. Teacher Sheng, I will always support you!"

After the male fan swayed, he suddenly let go and joined his partner.

Seeing this, the friend asked, "How's it going, did you take a photo together?"

The male fan said: "No. His manager won't let him!"

"Agent?" The little friend looked over and said, "Which kind of manager is so handsome? Is the entertainment industry so introverted now?"

He paused and frowned: "Why do I think his manager looks familiar?"

It seems that I have seen the photo somewhere, but I can't remember it for a while.

It took Sheng Mingzhi a long time to recover, and she was a little happy.

Although he doesn't care much about his fans, but meeting a fan who really likes him offline is still very fulfilling.

It didn't take long for him to be happy.

Lu Jiayan's cold voice came from next to his ear: "Haven't seen enough?"

"What is enough?" Sheng Mingzhi was a little puzzled by his cold tone, showing a blank expression.

Lu Jiayan lowered her eyes, and her gaze fell on Sheng Mingzhi's hand that was touched by a male fan just now: "I've been away for so long, do you regret not taking a photo together?"

Sheng Mingzhi:?

What has he to regret?Shouldn't it be male fans who regret it?

"That's right." Lu Jiayan said flatly, "It's rare for you to have a fan."

?

and many more.

What does the dog man mean by this, and what does it mean to have a fan?

Although he is muddled, it's not like he's muddled and no one cares about him!

Sheng Mingzhi was instantly pissed off, and was about to reply.

Suddenly realized that Lu Jiayan's tone was quite... weird?

Sheng Mingzhi paused, raised his eyes silently, and said tentatively, "Brother Jiayan."

Lu Jiayan glanced at him, and Sheng Mingzhi said sincerely, "Are you jealous?"

Lu Jiayan: ...