There is a crematorium, I won't say who it is

Jiang Zhiye is very confident about this proposal, he knows that Xie Wen will not refuse.

On the dining table, hot steam and mist floated up from the tea cup, Xie Wen's long eyelashes were hanging on his eyelids, and his slender fingers clenched the porcelain cup tightly. With a simple movement, Jiang Zhiye could see that he was a little nervous.

"If I meet your family, how should I say hello?"

The previous visit to Jiang Zhiye's villa was only for one night, and the two of them never considered this issue.If they really lived together, Xie Wen really didn't think about how to get along with Jiang Zhiye's parents.

"Don't worry about it," Jiang Zhiye slowly peeled a shrimp, dipped it in the sauce and put it in his bowl, "That's my own house, after work, I never lived with them again."

"So, do you want to come?"

Jiang Zhiye stopped his chopsticks, clasped his hands, and looked at Xie Wen quietly.

There was anticipation in the eyes of the other party, Xie Wen took a bite of the shrimp, the sweet and sour taste spread in his tongue cavity, his thoughts were a little confused, he didn't know whether it was stirred by the sweet atmosphere or by those secrets. impact of concerns.

"……it is good."

He picked up the teacup and took a sip without taste, as if responding to Jiang Zhiye's invitation, he smiled at the man.

The warm air was turned on in the private room, the so-called "noodles contain spring power but not revealing", Jiang Zhiye's eyes fell on Xie Wen's face undisguisedly, the displeasure of seeing him being intimate with others was finally washed away, gloomy There was a smile in his eyes.

After get off work the next day, he parked his car at the entrance of Xie Wen's store on time, and took him to buy things for the two of them to live together.

There were not many things to bring, Xie Wen didn't intend to trouble Jiang Zhiye, but he couldn't stand the other party's stubbornness, so he finally compromised and got into the car.

Jiang Zhiye's idea is very simple, people belong to him, and he has to raise them himself if he wants to raise them. He can't let the delicate flowers that he has spent so much time planting for so long smile at others.

An extra set of daily necessities was needed, and the two of them were wandering around a high-end shopping mall in the sub-central area of ​​the city. There were very few people here, and no one would have any extra interest in them.

This time was the same as the time in the supermarket, Jiang Zhiye followed Xie Wen silently, staring at the side faces of others most of the time, occasionally saying a word or two, expressing approval of Xie Wen's aesthetics.

"You live with me, why is it all my effort?" Xie Wen put a humidifier planted with small green plants back on the shelf, stopped and tortured the man behind him who didn't know what he was thinking.

"I paid the money, so it's considered participating anyway." Jiang Zhiye leaned over to hold his lips and rubbed them hard, and Xie Wen opened them.

Weiliang's fingertips grabbed Jiang Zhiye's neck, and that hand forced the two of them to withdraw some distance, only to hear Xie Wen frowned and said angrily: "Be serious, this is in a public place."

His identity is not bad, but he is a little famous in the circle, and he doesn't have to worry about being recognized when he goes out, but Jiang Zhiye is different,

The Jiang family is the local snake in Tangjia City. There are business newspapers and economic newspapers reporting it all day long. If someone in the same industry finds out, something may happen.

What's more, the two of them are good-looking, tall and tall, they are extremely eye-catching when they walk in the store, and no matter what they do, the shelves can't hide it.

Xie Wen wanted to withdraw his hand, but was grabbed by the man and was not allowed to move.He was willing to think about Jiang Zhiye, but the other party was not willing to appreciate it.

Jiang Zhiye kneaded Xie Wen's fingers, and slowly drew a few words on it. It was not until the two of them walked through the entire shelf that Xie Wen recognized the line.

What he wrote was - "I don't want to be serious, I just want to be a beast".

Xie Wen's mind fluttered slightly, his palms were hot, and suddenly he felt that something was trapped all over his body, directly wrapping his heart, and he couldn't break free no matter what.

He turned around to look at Jiang Zhiye, with a playful smile in his deep eyes.

"Mr. Jiang, is this what you want to do?"

Qing Youyou had never said anything to Jiang Zhiye before, he paused for a moment, then realized that Xie Wen was teasing and flirting vaguely, and then reacted uncontrollably.

Jiang Zhiye leaned forward, but before he could hold him down, Xie Wen patted his cheek.

"If you want to be a beast, you have to endure it, and don't show your secrets anymore." Xie Wen Youyou finished the sentence just now, walked towards the next shopping area, and left the man in place.

After being together for a period of time, I even learned a lot of jokes, obviously relying on Jiang Zhiye's inability to deal with him in public.

Back in the car, as soon as Xie Wen entered the back seat, Jiang Zhiye followed him.He stretched out his hand to hold Xie Wen's chin, and pressed a kiss on the corner of his lips: "I heard that you will be invited to a fashion dinner next month?"

Xie Wen thought about it for a while: "It seems that there is such a thing, ask Meng Shu tomorrow, he must know."

"I'll go to that dinner party too," Jiang Zhiye held him in his arms and discussed, "How about going together then? Someone wants to introduce you."

who?friends, relatives?

Xie Wen was made nervous by this sentence: "Isn't it someone who is very important to you?"

But Jiang Zhiye's father didn't love his mother or his mother, and he was usually with him, but he didn't meet anyone who was close to him.

Thinking of this, Xie Wen felt a little sore somewhere in his heart, and after reacting for a long time, he realized that he was in distress.

"A friend in business, don't worry," Jiang Zhiye rubbed the top of his hair, "it's very important to you, it doesn't matter to me."

This matter stopped here, and then we talked about other things, most of which were related to the cohabitation matter.

In order to prevent any unexpected situation from happening, Xie Wen packed up a guest room in the room next to Jiang Zhiye's and came out. The two made three agreements, and at night they went back to their respective rooms after saying good night, but Jiang Zhiye never kept his word.

Xie Wen comes to live here three or four days a week, and the rest of the time he still has to go back to He Rijun, but Jiang Zhiye is very annoying, even if Xie Wen is busy sleeping, he will still be carried into his room by him.

The quality of Jiang Zhiye's sleep is not very good. He experienced too many bad things in the early years. Later, he took Jiang to make a name for himself in the country. The journey went smoothly, but he still had the problem of waking up in the middle of the night with palpitations.

Every time he opened his eyes from the dark room, he felt a little dazed, unable to tell whether the days in front of him were the past or the present.

Fortunately, Xie Wen was sleeping next to him, hugging him to sleep quietly, and felt that the current life is very good, and he can be satisfied without better things.

At the beginning, Jiang Zhiye had a desire to conquer in his heart, thinking that he would chase Xie Wen no matter what, but once he caught up, he couldn't help thinking about the future.Jiang Zhiye hadn't thought about how long the two of them could go on this road and what it would look like before, and thinking about it now was not out of responsibility for the future of the two of them.

It was Jiang Zhiye who felt that when such a desirable person was received, he never wanted to let go.

He expected Xie Wen to be interested in some of his conditions, such as money and power, and later felt that it was not bad to fall in love like this, as long as he treated him wholeheartedly, he couldn't make him want to leave.

As for how much he likes Xie Wen and how much he loves Xie Wen, these are not issues that need to be considered for the time being.

Jiang Zhiye's biggest problem at present is that he is constantly calculating, calculating how much the other party has on him, and is always afraid of losing.

After a month of this tepid, the climate is about to usher in winter, the temperate vegetation in Tangjia City has lost all its leaves, the tree trunks in the villa area are bare, and there are no other scenery to enjoy.

Xie Wen no longer went out to eat with Jiang Zhiye on the grounds that it was too extravagant. Usually, when the two lived together, they would learn some simple dishes in the kitchen. Among them, they cooked hot pot most of the time - because it was convenient and delicious , it can be made without Jiang Zhiye making a mess.

At night, Jiang Zhiye took out his suit from the closet and changed it for Xie Wen one by one.

The two of them are going to a banquet together tomorrow night, Xie Wen planned to go back to the store to get clothes, but was stopped by Jiang Zhiye.

In fact, there are not many clothes that he can wear to go out to the dinner party, but there are quite a few clothes that are suitable for performing on the stage. Xie Wen often can't tell the difference, and most of the time he wears what he wants - he doesn't have Jiang Zhiye So particular.

"This one is pretty good," Jiang Zhiye stretched his long legs and sat on the single sofa, squinting his eyes to look at Xie Wen's appearance, "The neckline and cuffs fit well, let's wear this one tomorrow."

The clothes belonged to him, and the fabric was still stained with indifference. The familiar style was put on Xie Wen's body, and he wore it with a different feeling.

Xie Wen's waistline is thinner than Jiang Zhiye's. Those long legs sway twice in front of the man's eyes, and the couture suit swings to outline the emptiness around the slender waist, which makes people feel a little distracted.

Wearing this set of clothes on him is not abstinence, on the contrary, it makes people want to take it apart to find out.

"Just this time," Xie Wen fastened the last button of the neckline, and said slowly, "Next time you want me to wear your clothes, I won't have this chance."

"Isn't this pretty?" Jiang Zhiye waved to him, "Come here."

Xie Wen walked in front of him, and was pulled by the man and rolled down on the leather single sofa.Like peeling a present, Jiang Zhiye unbuttoned the leather button on Xie Wen's waist, and pulled the zipper down little by little.

"Jiang Zhiye, this is just dressed."

"Well... pick another set if it's broken."

Seeing him wearing his own clothes would give him a different sense of satisfaction, and he felt that every part of Xie Wen from head to toe should belong to him.

Jiang Zhiye's love/caress and the coolness of the leather fabric made Xie Wen tremble uncontrollably. He closed his eyes, the world was dark, and the rest of his senses were magnified several times.

The man next to him bit his ear: "Open your eyes, look at me?"

The lips of the two touched together, like a prairie fire, the movements were rapid and fierce, the root of Xie Wen's tongue was slightly numb, he opened his eyes, and sat up from Jiang Zhiye's body with half a push.

Looking at each other, Xie Wen saw a little bit of desire and desire in Jiang Zhiye's peach blossom eyes, but felt that he was clearly awake at the moment, as if he was admiring his fascinated look.

This thought suddenly appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help but startled. Seeing that he was distracted, the man in front of him tightened his hand and pulled him into his arms.

"Not paying attention, who are you thinking about?" Jiang Zhiye's voice was hoarse, and he said softly, like a temptation.

Xie Wen soon lost his mind to think about it. In the dimness, he softly leaned on Jiang Zhiye's shoulder and replied: "...I'm thinking of you."

Jiang Zhiye paused slightly, then smiled and said, "Isn't it right here? What I think in my heart is not as good as what I see in front of my eyes."

"dont you agree?"

Xie Wen was pressed on the sofa by him, and his hands were shackled. He still overcame his shame and looked up at him, observing the expression of the person on him.

He was not mistaken, Jiang Zhiye was falling, and his shadow was reflected in his eyes, but he was indeed somewhat rational.He is like a hunter watching the fire from the other side, standing by the trap and condescendingly staring at his prey, holding the rope connecting the trap in his hand, ready to be caught at any time.

The hunting net slammed under the head cover, and it was Xie Wen who was strangled.

The next night, a stylish dinner for the upper class was held in the city center.

Reporters were not allowed to take pictures in the infield, and many people stood at the entrance of the venue holding heavy cameras. As long as important people appeared on the red carpet for welcoming guests, the place would be illuminated by continuous flashes like daylight.

Jiang Zhiye and Xie Wen entered the dinner party one after the other, Xie Wen deliberately grinded his steps, and waited for the reporters to finish taking pictures of Jiang Zhiye before striding in.

"What are you doing in the back? It's so late."

Seeing Xie Wen's figure, Jiang Zhiye stopped and held out his hand to him.

Xie Wen slapped his palm: "Don't be poor, who dares to walk with you."

"What are you afraid of? If something goes wrong, I will take care of it." Jiang Zhiye raised his chin towards the venue, "Let's go, let me introduce you to someone."

He took Xie Wen through the rest area and the long wine table. During the period, many people stood there and said hello to Jiang Zhiye, and a beautiful woman greeted him with a wine glass: "Zhiye, long time no see."

"It turns out that Mr. Jiang is so popular," Xie Wen glanced at him, and whispered, "There is also an invitation from a beauty."

Where no one else could see, Jiang Zhiye squeezed Xie Wen's wrist: "Are you kidding me again?"

He led Xie Wen to meet an old man, five or sixty years old, with a hale and hearty appearance, and Xie Wen recognized who the person in front of him was almost at a glance.

The world's top violin master, once won the Grand Slam of the world's three major competitions, retired bravely when he was old, and became the president of the Capital Music Association. His status and reputation are far superior to Xiangyin.

Jiang Zhiye chatted with the old man for a while, and introduced Xie Wen at the right time: "Uncle Ren, I will leave Xiaowen to you, you guys talk first, I have something else to do, let's go first."

He gave Xie Wen a reassuring look, turned and left.

"Mr. Ren, hello."

Xie Wen greeted the old man politely, and answered the conversation one after another, but his mind was not on it.

Although the old man has status, most of them have more say in the system. Jiang Zhiye introduced this man to him, obviously wanting to push him and continue to praise him.

After entering the system, it is not just as simple as a performer, it means that it is equivalent to being in politics. This kind of official position is very dignified and has a high social status. People usually respond to what they say and do, and almost everyone responds to it.

However, Xie Wen is not interested in this, and politics has its advantages and disadvantages. For a person like him who often goes abroad to perform, it is actually a kind of constraint.

To really accept Jiang Zhiye's arrangement means to always rely on his nepotism and climb up step by step.

Until old.

On the other side of the banquet, a man was leaning against the wall drinking.

He squinted his eyes slightly, and saw Jiang Zhiye approaching from a distance, and finished drinking the remaining half glass of wine with a smile: "Boss Jiang, long time no see, it looks really effective."

It was none other than Xu Luochen who taught Jiang Zhiye his love experience at the bar that day.

He glanced at the man in the distance, and said with emotion: "This time I can see the light, and the dinner has been brought, so how about making arrangements for the future?"

"Stop talking nonsense." Jiang Zhiye frowned and glanced at him warningly.

"Why don't you let me talk about it?" Xu Luochen's smile widened, "At that time, I was thinking, what kind of man is so attractive to Mr. Jiang? Wasn't this Xie Wen the original goal of the original president?"

Yuan Senya, just like him, is not worthy of Xie Wen.

Seeing that Jiang Zhiye didn't speak, Xu Luochen stepped forward and said softly, "I haven't been to the bar for a long time, when will we make an appointment again?"

"If you still want to talk nonsense, I won't accompany you." Jiang Zhiye raised his eyebrows.

"Don't go," Xu Luochen stopped him, "It's been two or three months, no matter how fresh it is, you should get tired of it, and it won't be too late for us to get together after you finish playing."

Jiang Zhiye's eyes looked a bit dark: "Who told you I was just playing?"

He pushed Xu Luochen away, leaned over and said, "It's best not to say this in the future, especially in front of Xie Wen, otherwise I won't promise to do anything."