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

By the time the sweeping of the tomb came down, it was already 06:30 in the evening.

The snow in the morning also turned into heavy snow, and I couldn't get up and go back to Yunjing for a while.

Seeing that it was time to eat, Sheng Mingzhi's stomach was already empty.

Most of the nearby restaurants were closed due to the approaching Chinese New Year, and only one breakfast shop remained open.

Sheng Mingzhi still had an impression of this breakfast shop.

When he was in elementary school, this store was open here, but he didn't expect that it hadn't closed down after more than ten years.

The breakfast shop is very small, and when two big men walked in, it seemed even more crowded.

At this point, there was no one in the store, only a boss and a girl who looked like she had just graduated from junior high school.

Sheng Mingzhi ordered two small wontons and a bowl of noodles.

Before eating, he gloated and thought that Lu Jiayan had never eaten in such a small shop in his life.

Lu Jiayan took the noodles very consciously, and put them back after mixing them for Sheng Mingzhi.

As soon as Sheng Mingzhi picked two to eat, he noticed that someone in the store was looking at him all the time.

He looked up and found that the person looking at him was the owner of the store.

Noticing him, the young boss smiled and asked tentatively, "Are you Song Yushu?"

Song Yushu.

For too many years no one called him by that name.

Hearing it suddenly, Sheng Mingzhi still felt a little unreal.

The young boss said: "I just looked strangely familiar, maybe I misidentified the person."

In this way, Sheng Mingzhi looked familiar to the boss.

He remembered that this breakfast restaurant used to be owned by an uncle who was much older than him.

Sheng Mingzhi nodded: "No mistake. You are..."

The young boss' eyes lit up: "It's really you? Do you remember me? We were in the same class in elementary school. In Liming Elementary School, I was Xiaopang!"

Seems to be really impressed.

When Sheng Mingzhi was in elementary school, there seemed to be a fat boy in his class with poor grades.

But fat?

Sheng Mingzhi looked at him, he was tall and thin.

It's completely different from the chubby in memory.

The fat boss reminded him with a smile: "I confessed to you, don't you remember?"

There was a "click".

Lu Jiayan put down his chopsticks, raised his eyes leisurely, and looked at Sheng Mingzhi.

Sheng Mingzhi: ...

so awkward.

Who remembers such a thing? !

When Sheng Mingzhi was in elementary school, because he looked too much like a girl, there were many people who mistaken his gender.

The boy had a quarrel with him several times about his confession, and it didn't stop until the sixth grade began to enter the developmental period.

The fat boss is a chatterbox, and he can't stop talking once he starts: "Oh, I didn't expect to see you again, I remember you moved away after graduating from elementary school, and you didn't even attend the graduation ceremony, everyone said you went abroad. "

Sheng Mingzhi paused: "I haven't gone abroad."

"Oh, yes, yes." The fat boss said with a smile: "It's good if you don't go abroad, anyway, there are so many violin competitions in China—"

"Boss." Sheng Mingzhi interrupted him abruptly, and his voice suddenly rose a notch: "The noodles are lumpy. Can I have another bowl?"

The topic of the fat boss came to an abrupt end, seeing that the noodles in Sheng Mingzhi's bowl were really cold, he hurriedly ordered a new bowl for him.

Sheng Mingzhi remembered that the uncle who opened the shop before was also a talker, and Xiaopang might be his son, who inherited his father's business, and he was annoying if he talked too much.

He silently poked the little wonton.

It was found that Lu Jiayan hadn't spoken for a long time.

Sheng Mingzhi raised his head and said casually, "Why haven't you spoken?"

Lu Jiayan said slowly: "It's not very good."

Sheng Mingzhi:?

Lu Jiayan said lightly: "Aren't I afraid of disturbing your reminiscence with your old lover?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was an old hermaphrodite.

Sheng Mingzhi: ...

What kind of old lover?Is it the fat boss? !

Sheng Mingzhi was speechless: "Which eye of yours saw the old lover."

Lu Jiayan: "I heard that. Didn't they confess their love to you?"

"Then I didn't accept it either."

Sheng Mingzhi felt wronged for no reason.

"Hmm." Lu Jiayan seemed to question, "Do you still want to accept it?"

There is a kind of resentment of "you have me, who else do you want".

Sheng Mingzhi tried hard to refute: "That happened so many years ago, and I'm still in elementary school."

"Yeah." Lu Jiayan said neither salty nor dull: "Still in love at a young age."

……

……

Row.

Whatever you say makes sense.

Since Lu Jiayan wanted to settle this kind of old dispute with him.

Sheng Mingzhi was not polite anymore.

"Why do you always talk about me." Sheng Mingzhi said hehe, "When you were in college, didn't you have an affair with that girl from the finance department in your department?"

Talk about it.

Sheng Mingzhi couldn't describe it in his heart.

Although he later knew that Lu Jiayan did not go abroad to study with his girlfriend.

But he didn't believe that Lu Jiayan hadn't been fascinated by that department.

Suddenly, a cauldron fell from the sky.

The smashed Lu Jiayan was a little at a loss.

"A flower in the finance department?" He seemed to laugh angrily: "Ambiguous?"

As if it was unbelievable, the tone obviously meant that Sheng Mingzhi was completely slandering.

Sheng Mingzhi poked the bottom of the bowl vigorously, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and muttered, "It was originally. I've seen that strawberry hair tie in your hand before."

I don't know how many years ago it happened, but Sheng Mingzhi still felt very clear when he recalled it, and he could even recall the details of that time.

The year of Lu Jiayan's senior year's New Year's Eve party.

He was in the background and saw that the hair band was also worn on the flower head of the Department of Finance.

Sweet and sweet.

What are you talking about holding your phone and chatting all night?

Sheng Mingzhi sneered and said, "I also saw it on the flower head of your department."

Sheng Mingzhi's answer was a long silence.

As if acquiescing, Sheng Mingzhi suddenly felt a soreness in his heart, swollen and wrinkled.

If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't have asked, Sheng Mingzhi was inexplicably regretful.

Many things, if you don't ask, can actually be regarded as never happening.

Who knows, it took more than ten seconds to hear Lu Jiayan's laughter.

And it's the kind where you can't stop laughing, making it seem like he told a particularly funny joke.

Sheng Mingzhi felt that she was being laughed at.

When Lu Jiayan laughed, his peach eyes would bend into a small bridge.

The dimples at the corners of the mouth that were not so obvious were also looming.

"What are you laughing at?" Sheng Mingzhi objected.

"It's nothing." Lu Jiayan closed his voice with a muffled smile, and lazily propped his chin to look at him: "I didn't expect our teacher Xiao Sheng to remember so clearly?"

...What a tricky angle.

Does this have anything to do with him remembering clearly?he--

Sheng Mingzhi was taken aback.

Damn, he really remembers it quite clearly, even remembering a few strawberries.

Choked for a moment.

"Don't think too much about it." Sheng Mingzhi became angry with embarrassment: "I just have a better memory."

"I didn't think much about it." Lu Jiayan was quite innocent: "Mr. Xiao Sheng thinks what I think."

Sheng Mingzhi: ...

No.Teacher Xiao Sheng didn't know and Teacher Xiao Sheng didn't want to guess.

Teacher Xiao Sheng is hungry now and needs to work hard.

Fortunately, the second serving of noodles served by the fat boss came, and Sheng Mingzhi showed the attitude of mixing Lu Jiayan's ashes, and started mixing them with gritted teeth.

I thought this thread would end there.

Who knows, after a few minutes, Lu Jiayan murmured again.

"did not expect."

He dragged his tongue, narcissistic and arrogant: "You have had bad intentions against me so early."

After hearing this, Sheng Mingzhi was shocked by Lu Jiayan's peerless cheekiness, and almost choked to death on the noodles.

He took a sharp choke and coughed loudly.

It took him a full glass of water to recover.

His face flushed from coughing, and he was afraid that Lu Jiayan would say something again, "Is it because I hit the mark, are you so guilty?"

Then he will divorce Lu Jiayan now! !

Fortunately, the other party didn't say this.

He just patted him on the back, with a little self-blame on his expression, probably because he also felt that the joke was over.

Explain softly: "Why are you so careless?"

There were some drops of water on Sheng Mingzhi's lips, which originally felt a little fleshy, but at the moment it looked like he was asking for a kiss.

He muffled: "Why don't you tell me why you have such a thick skin."

"I'm sorry." Lu Jiayan apologized without any sincerity: "Then I have already harbored ill feelings towards Teacher Xiao Sheng, okay."

As soon as this sentence is spoken.

Both were stunned.

Seems weird.

After all, when Lu Jiayan was in his senior year, Sheng Mingzhi was only in his freshman year.

Just 15 years old.

Sheng Mingzhi suffocated: "Are you a pervert!"

Lu Jiayan laughed muffled as if he had been poked into something funny.

Sheng Mingzhi also came back to his senses at this moment, too lazy to argue with him.

Anyway, Lu Jiayan, an old man, has always had a weird smile.

Probably this is the generation gap between post-[-]s and post-[-]s. Anyway, Sheng Mingzhi couldn't get what Lu Jiayan was laughing at.

Lu Jiayan explained: "That strawberry hair ring was distributed uniformly during the class performance, one for each person, understand?"

Sheng Mingzhi's eyes fell on the table.

My heart is inexplicably light.

Although I don't want to admit it.

But he still, quite minds this matter.

"Oh." Sheng Mingzhi said with a chuckle, "What does it have to do with me?"

"Of course it has something to do with it." Lu Jiayan said seriously, "I don't explain clearly, isn't a certain person just jealous."

"Thinking too much." Sheng Mingzhi smiled slightly, not being fake: "Who cares."

Lu Jiayan said slowly, "Yes. Anyway, you have been killing fish for ten years at RT-Mart, and your heart is as cold as the knife used to kill fish."

Sheng Mingzhi: ...

to die.

Can you forget the stalk of this social death.

After a while, Lu Jiayan's voice was very soft, as if he was speaking to himself, or as if he was speaking to Sheng Mingzhi casually.

"I'm not as emotionally experienced as someone."

He whispered, with a hint of a smile, pretending to be resentful: "I only have Teacher Xiao Sheng alone."

Sheng Mingzhi pinched the chopsticks.

Oh.

So what to do.

Then Mr. Xiaosheng praised you for being awesome, and you are really masculine?

After returning from Yancheng, the relationship between the two seems to be slightly better than before.

At least not as thoroughly as plastic.

That night, Lu Jiayan, an old dog, really did what he said, and made Sheng Mingzhi sleepless all night.

And I don't know why he went crazy on the bed, insisting on forcing him to repeat everything he said during the day.

Oh.

It's just the yin and yang of those few words that praised him for being great and powerful.

Just changed "Jiayan brother" to other names.

So much so that when Sheng Mingzhi woke up the next morning, he was completely shocked.

Although I knew that Lu Jiayan was a bit of a gentle scum, there were almost two people on the bed and under the bed, but I didn't expect to be so perverted to this extent.

Is this the old virgin?

Can't be bothered, really can't be bothered.

Lu Jiayan wasn't as ruthless as before when he woke up this morning.

It was quite surprising that Sheng Mingzhi could still see him when he opened his eyes.

Probably because he did it too hard last night, the dog man felt a little guilty.

Sheng Mingzhi made excuses for him in his heart.

Anyway, can't we expect him to fall in love with him at the beginning of love suddenly?

Although it is not impossible to fall in love with yourself, Sheng Mingzhi thought silently: I am so handsome and have such an interesting soul, if you think about it carefully, you will even fall in love with yourself!

Little Flower Peacock has been immersed in her prosperous beauty early in the morning.

It's just that when I saw myself in the mirror, I broke my defense a little bit.

From the neck to the collarbone to the waist, there is almost no good meat.

His fair skin was covered with tooth marks and red marks, extending to places that were hard to tell.

When I went downstairs, I felt fluttering when I walked.

Lu Jiayan has already prepared breakfast.

In fact, Xishan No. [-] has its own nanny, but Lu Jiayan is quite interested in life, and usually cooks a few simple dishes by himself.

He doesn't seem to like having his private domain invaded by strangers.

Therefore, apart from the necessary cleaning, there are very few servants in Xishan No. [-].

Sheng Mingzhi felt that his craftsmanship was not bad, anyway, it was better than his own.

The two had a fairly harmonious breakfast together. When it was time for work, Lu Jiayan suddenly said, "Mingzhi."

Sheng Mingzhi looked at him, a little at a loss: "What?"

Lu Jiayan said slowly, "Tie me a tie."

Sheng Mingzhi: ...

what b?

Sheng Mingzhi was full of question marks.

When they got married, did they have a prenuptial agreement to help tie the tie?

Or is it some gaudy new character design that Lu Jiayan, a dog man, came up with again?

Don't even look at the plastic marriage of the two of them. Is it a script for waking up in the morning to make out with your husband and tie a tie? !

In just a few seconds of silence, the barrage in Sheng Mingzhi's mind had already flown by.

He hesitated to speak, and then broke the silence: "Are you without hands?"

Lu Jiayan opened his eyes and said nonsense: "When I was cooking in the morning, I got burned."

Sheng Mingzhi's eyes fell on his intact hand.

Lu Jiayan paused: "Internal injury."

……

Very good, man.

I underestimated your audacity.

Lu Jiayan stood there leisurely, as if he had the chance to win.

It seemed that Sheng Mingzhi would agree with him very confidently.

Of course, Sheng Mingzhi was defeated as expected, stood up silently and picked up the tie he had prepared long ago.

Then tie it on for him.

Except on the bed, Sheng Mingzhi had never had such close contact with Lu Jiayan.

The air suddenly thickened, making him a little unnatural.

And I don't know if Lu Jiayan did it on purpose.

The tie he chose this morning was the one he gave him last time.

strange.

After finishing the tie, Sheng Mingzhi looked away as if fleeing.

Lu Jiayan didn't intend to let him go.

With a half-smile, he said, "Why do I feel that something is missing?"

Sheng Mingzhi: ...

Don't talk about the earthy love words of a good morning kiss, he will really be shocked.

Lu Jiayan lived up to everyone's expectations and raised his eyebrows: "Is it still short of a good morning kiss?"

……

Help.

Forget this old man!