Beauty has a lot of bad thoughts

For a while, Xue Dingbang felt a little troubled.

Thinking of Chris Maeda's performance last night, Xue Dingbang didn't want Yin Ren to misunderstand.But I also don't want Chris Maeda to think that he despises him.Especially now, the deer-like eyes are dark, looking at him.

He has an egg in his mouth, milk in his hand, and his sleepy hair is a mess that hasn't had time to take care of it.With a bit of early morning laziness, he tilted his head and looked at Xue Dingbang in confusion.

Xue Dingbang gritted his teeth and hung up Yin Ren's call.Sent him a message.

[I'll call you later, I'm busy now. 】

The phone rang again reluctantly, Xue Dingbang was hesitating whether to answer it, but suddenly the other party hung up first.Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a video message popped up from the social software.

The reminder sound keeps beeping, ding ding dong dong, which means that if you don't accept it, you won't let it go.

Xue Dingbang walked out of the room quickly, and pressed accept in the corridor.

Yin Ren was lying on the bed, rubbing his eyes sleepily. "Dingbang, why didn't you answer my phone?" The golden barrister yawned, with a nasal questioning tone, a bit childish, "I don't feel like I've had enough sleep, and I really want to eat your lettuce salad."

The usual Yin Ren always looks like an elite, delicate from head to toe.His hair is always combed docilely, and the wax makes his hairstyle undisturbed at the end no matter how fierce the court debate is.The shirts and suits are both neat and straight, and the shoes are polished so that their silhouettes can be seen.The sharp eyes are full of cold rationality, and there is a cold light of scrutiny through the glasses.

And now, Yin Ren's little-known side is being exposed in front of the camera.

He was lying on the big hotel bed, unbuttoned a few buttons of the shirt he hadn't changed yesterday, already crumpled from sleeping.The black hair was spread out on the snow-white pillow, and it was also messed up by sleeping.Those pair of peach blossom eyes, which are always full of affection, have the hazy feeling of just waking up.

Yoon In pulls the camera very close to give the impression of intimacy, as if he's sleeping next to him.The morning light came in through the hotel window, tracing the lines of his Adam's apple and collarbone.

This is Xue Dingbang's exclusive Yin Ren.

Lazy, sloppy, childish and headstrong.

"The hotel's salad is also good." Xue Dingbang softened his eyebrows and smiled as if the whole world was in the screen of a few inches in his hands, "Lawyer Yin only slept for five hours, you need to eat a nutritious breakfast, and then go back to sleep ?"

"No, I won't sleep anymore! I'm getting up!" Yin Ren rubbed his face and smiled happily, "Brother, if you get things settled early, you can come to Las Vegas earlier. Dingbang, what were you up to just now? "

"Oh, is this Lawyer Yin?!" Before Xue Dingbang could answer, Chris Maeda got out from under his armpit and appeared in the camera on his toes, yawning big, "Good morning Lawyer Yin! Very happy See you again! I'm Chris, remember me?"

On the other side of the camera, Yin Ren's expression was a little ugly.

From Yin Ren's point of view, Chris Maeda leaned in Xue Dingbang's arms.His pretty face, coupled with his sweet and lovely voice, couldn't be more suitable.With Xue Dingbang's chin height, petite figure, and harmless smile to humans and animals, it is impossible not to arouse the desire to protect.

"I don't remember." Yin Ren tilted his head to straighten his neckline, and tucked his hair, "Dingbang, do you have dark circles under your eyes? Didn't you sleep well last night?"

"Dingbangsang hasn't slept well for two days!" Chris Maeda raised his innocent face, smiling so purely without any malice, "I really worked hard on you yesterday, for me..."

Yin Ren's face became very ugly.

Xue Dingbang felt a severe headache, pinched his eyebrows and said helplessly: "Yin Ren, I will call you later."

"Don't hang up!" Yin Ren said in a deep voice, stood up suddenly, and walked to the window.

"Don't hang up!" Chris Maeda stood on tiptoe and grabbed Xue Dingbang's wrist with both hands.

"Be good," Xue Dingbang sighed, "Don't make trouble."

Yin Ren twitched the corners of his mouth and said with a sneer, "Dingbang, do you think I'm on the first flight now, is there still time?"

"Lawyer Yin doesn't seem to have had a good rest." Chris Maeda smiled sweetly, "Is it really okay to go out like this?"

"Take care of yourself first!" Yin Ren buttoned up his shirt one by one, his raised eyebrows were full of disdain, "Dingbang, give me a rest now, don't worry about this kid."

"Dingbangsang really should have a good rest." Chris Maeda rubbed against Xue Dingbang's arms without a trace, and his hair brushed Xue Dingbang's chin, which made Xue Dingbang itchy, and instinctively leaned back a little, "Last night, Dingbang is really gentle..."

"Dingbang is very gentle to me every night." Yin Ren twitched the corners of his mouth, smiling a little ugly, "I know this much better than you."

"Enough, you two!" Xue Dingbang finally couldn't hold back, pushed Chris Maeda away, and said to Yin Ren, "Yin Ren, you go to the office first. Smith may have been working all night. Before he explodes, you Gotta stop him."

Yin Ren didn't say a word.

Xue Dingbang turned to Maeda Chris again and said: "Chris, don't you still have to go to Nelson to discuss work matters? It's getting late now, you should go back to your own residence."

Chris Maeda twisted his fingers, and obediently said yes.

"I want to rest for a while," Xue Dingbang held the phone, shut the door of Chris Maeda in front of Yin Ren, and lay down on the bed, "Yin Ren, you shouldn't delay here."

"Really..." Yin Ren scratched his hair a little embarrassedly, and walked all the way to the bathroom with his mobile phone, "Dingbang, rest first, I'll call you at night."

"Well, I'll wait for you." Xue Dingbang smiled, from the bottom of his heart.

Yin Ren's restlessness was soothed by a smile that was warmer than sunshine.

Xue Dingbang lay quietly, watched Yin Ren put his phone on the shelf, cleaned up, cleaned up, chatted for a while, and then went out... Then, he hung up the video communication.

Putting the phone beside the pillow, Xue Dingbang slowly closed his eyes.

"Good morning, Brother Ren."

The door that Xue Dingbang locked when he entered the house was quietly opened a gap.Outside the door, Chris Maeda stared at Xue Dingbang on the bed through the crack of the door for a long time before closing the door gently and leaving.

As soon as the door was closed, Xue Dingbang, who was lying on the bed, turned over and opened his eyes with his back to the wall.

The greasy dirt on the wallpaper formed a weird pattern, like an abyss.Xue Dingbang stared into the abyss and gradually fell asleep.

After Maeda Chris came out of Xue Dingbang's residence, he went directly to the underground parking lot of the hotel.I haven't come back for two days, and a thin layer of dust has formed on the car window.

Through the thin dust on the windshield, Chris Maeda seemed to see something in the car.

A gray mass, motionless.

Maeda Chris put his face close to the car window, and something inside suddenly moved.His hand, which was about to take the key to open the door, retracted as if it was scalding.He squeezed the key tightly, and the hard metal gave his palm a slight tingle.He bit his lower lip, gave up on opening the door, turned his head and left.

An extended Lincoln suddenly came from the exit, blocking Chris Maeda's way.

Four strong men in black got out of the car, and all of them looked unhappy.Chris Maeda shuddered all over, turned around and ran away.Before he took two steps, he bumped into a two-meter-strong man, and his arm was clamped by him.

"Don't shout." That man's fist was as big as Maeda Chris's head, and Maeda Chris didn't dare not listen to what he said.

The strong man escorted Chris Maeda to the minivan, and signaled him to open the door with his eyes.

If he still wants to die, Maeda Chris can only do so.He opened the door and found that the people in the car should have entered through the trunk door.At this moment, the older man was sitting on his narrow bed.

Chris Maeda licked his lips, relaxed his body and squeezed out a cute smile: "Big boss... what can I do for you?"

"Son, don't be afraid." Nelson sat in the middle of the bed, patted the place beside him, but didn't move himself, "Come here, let's chat."

If it wasn't for the push from the strong man behind him, Chris Maeda would not have dared to sit next to Nelson.

After all, the big boss in front of him wanted to throw him off the top floor of the hotel just the night before.And lost his job...

But his small body is no match for a two-meter-strong man.

After being pushed into the car, the door slammed shut.

Chris Maeda glanced back instinctively, but it aroused Nelson's dissatisfaction.

"Come here."

Turning his head stiffly, Chris Maeda put on a business smile, half of his little butt was outside, and the other half was hanging at the foot of his bed.

"Big boss," Maeda Chris bit his lower lip and pointed at his fingers, looking at Nelson pitifully, "I thought you didn't need me anymore."

"Silly boy." Nelson picked up the broken hair on his forehead and rubbed it back and forth on his fingertips, "I heard you were sick?"

Chris Maeda's whole body was stiff, and he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.The gentleness in Nelson's words gave him many bad associations.But this is not a bad thing for him, Nelson is the same as those men he met before.

They love his cute little face.

They love his soft body.

They love his sweet voice.

But no one really cared about him.

No one really helped him.

Beauty is capital.

Beauty is misfortune.

Beauty is a weapon.

Now, Chris Maeda intends to use this weapon.

"It's been a long time since anyone cared about me so much, Big Boss." Rubbing his eyes with his hands, Chris Maeda sighed softly, tears welling from the corners of his eyes, making himself look weak and boneless, "How should I repay you?"

Nelson raised his eyebrows, but didn't say anything.

"There is something you must do." The elder stroked the young man's smooth and delicate chin with his fingers, pinched his pearly earlobe and whispered, "My child... the opening show of the magic show is not suitable for you, believe me, you Deserves better."

The author has something to say:

Yin Ren: He did it on purpose!He did it on purpose!On purpose? !

Schrödingbang: Yes, yes, yes, you are right.

Maeda Chris: So what?Dingbang Sang'en and I love each other, so I don't want you!

Schrödingbang: No, not really.

Yin Ren: Dingbang doesn't like men.

Maeda Chris: But he likes me, not you.

Xue Dingbang raised his forehead: Can you stop for a while?