After the live broadcast broke the news, I became popular [entertainment circle]

Jian Cong was stunned, feeling that this person had become extremely abnormal since he was drunk during the day, he hugged people if he disagreed with him, and his strength was so strong that he seemed to strangle him to death.

"Your coat is frozen to death!" Jian Cong was only wearing a bathrobe, and the piece of coat that was exposed to Yu Changmu's autumn wind made him shiver, and he slapped the person directly.

But Yu Changmu asked in his ear with a hoarse voice as if possessed, "Is it true?"

"Is it true, let me go first!" Jian Cong began to hate himself for being short again at this time, and every time he was held in his arms by this man, he couldn't move.

Yu Changmu let go of his hand and quickly turned around to lock the balcony door, as if he didn't intend to leave for a short time: "You separated from Qi Chen?"

Jian Cong pursed his lips, thinking that this person must have watched the live broadcast in the afternoon: "What's wrong with the separation, what does separation have to do with you?"

Yu Changmu actually turned his head away in front of his eyes and smiled, saying, "Well, it's okay, you can continue to talk to other people."

Jian Cong was very uncomfortable with his sudden obedience. He grabbed the sides of his bathrobe and took several steps back: "Now that you've finished speaking, you can go."

Yu Changmu suddenly came down leisurely, closed the curtains on the balcony one step at a time, and then approached Jian Cong: "Where do we go? The gate?"

Jian Cong's heart skipped a beat. He felt that his spacious room was suddenly cramped because of the extra Yu Changmu. He retreated and sat down on his bed, his heart rate soaring: "I warn you, don't play hooligans. Ah, if you do this again, I will call someone!"

Yu Changmu was unmoved, and was about to speak when he heard two knocks on Jian Cong's door. Jian Weimin stood outside and asked, "Son, who are you calling?"

Jian Cong was scared out of his wits in an instant: "I didn't! I...playing games with people! Lianmai voice!"

Jian Weimin happened to be strolling by his door with a teacup in his hand, and he was so interested that he opened the door to take a look: "What game, teach me, I will play too."

Jian Cong said that it was too late and then too fast, and he didn't push Yu Changmu out. He pulled the man onto the bed with his backhand, lifted his feet and put his shoes under the bed, and then went up by himself. Picking up the quilt and shaking it, a few big pillows were placed on Yu Changmu's body, directly pressing the whole body on it.

Before Yu Changmu realized what was going on, Jian Congli put him under his body, making him groan and almost lose his temper.

When Jian Weimin opened the door and came in, Jian Cong was really leaning against his pile of "pillows", holding his mobile phone seriously.

The old fox turned his eyes and searched the room without any trace, and finally stopped in front of Jian Cong's bed with his hands behind his back: "What game do you want me to watch?"

Jian Cong's heart almost jumped out of his throat, and the loading bar for the game had just finished loading a second before Jian Weimin came over: "Just... oh, what do you know! Why don't you watch your TV series, why don't you care about me playing games? !"

The old fox refused to let go: "Didn't you just talk about connecting with people, where are people?"

Just as Jian Cong was saying that the person was under his buttocks, he felt an itch in his waist, but Yu Changmu put his arms around his waist to make matters worse, causing his Adam's apple to jump up in fright, and his voice almost broke: "Just... ...It comes from game to game, not a fixed teammate, I can only talk to people when the game is open."

Yu Changmu's hand had already slid in along the edge of the bathrobe, and Jian Cong and Jian Weimin looked at each other, tense all over, for fear of revealing their flaws, a few seconds seemed to have passed a century.

It wasn't until Jian Cong's back was sweating, and Yu Changmu's hands had wiped off the oil along his waist, that Jian Weimin finally looked away slowly, and said, "Okay then."

Jian Cong breathed a sigh of relief, but Jian Weimin leaned forward again and turned back: "But I still want to see, what does the game interface look like? Let me see what young people like now."

Jian Cong was numb, and finally couldn't help his violent temper: "If you want to know more, go to your cousin! Why are you looking for me!!"

Jian Weimin: "Okay, okay, play by yourself."

But in fact, what the old fox was thinking was that if Jian Cong didn't lose his temper with him after he was like this, then there was a real problem.

Jian Cong let Yu Changmu take advantage of it and sat on the bed without moving. He thought his father should leave when he walked to the door after saying this, but Jian Weimin turned his head back when he opened the door halfway: "But I have something to say first , you can't let go of your mouth too quickly to Yu Changmu, do you hear me!"

The big hand that was walking on Jian Cong's body stopped.

Jian Cong hangs in his throat, trying to maintain the character of losing his temper: "You messed us up before, but now you say you can't let go too quickly, why do you listen to me?"

Jian Weimin was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, and left the door saying "Just because I am your father".

Jian Cong didn't drop the phone until he was sure that his footsteps were gone, and grabbed Yu Changmu's hand without saying a word.

As a result, this person moved one step ahead of him, turned over lightly against a pile of pillows, and pressed him under the quilt. As long as Jian Cong lowered his head, he could see this person getting out of the quilt. His eyes were dark and deep, which meant It changed in an instant.

Jian Cong is not a little chick who doesn't understand anything, so it is naturally impossible for him not to understand what is going on.

But under the stubborn gaze of those eyes, his tongue had already started to get knotted, and he carried out the final expulsion without any conviction: "You... how did you come here and go back! Otherwise, my dad will come again later..."

It has to be said that Yu Changmu's face is really a snipe of his orientation.

Yu Changmu happened to be well aware of this, so he lay down between his legs and didn't go up, but buried his head in biting off Jian Cong's loose belt with his teeth, and stuck close to him and whispered: "Here again!" I'll hide you under the quilt again, didn't you hide it well just now?"

The heat of the man's words sprayed on Jian Cong's unsuspecting belly, Jian Cong's heart beat suddenly, and the heart rate was maintained at the same time when Jian Weimin came in to check the guard, and there was even a faint tendency to beat faster and faster.

Yu Changmu kissed him on his bottom pants, raised his eyelids and stared at him, showing off the most attractive trick he ever disdained, and said: "Didn't you always blame me for not giving you a mouth until the end."

Jian Cong's neck and ears were already red, and his brain was dizzy due to blood congestion, so he obediently obeyed under the gaze of that face, gulped down his Adam's apple, and said, "...I'll say it first. Earlier, I either promised you to help me, or I promised you would get back together."

Yu Changmu's pupils were deep: "Of course, you can be a prostitute."

Who wouldn't want to go whoring for nothing? In fact, it wasn't that Yu Changmu didn't give him a mouth before, but he liked half of it every time, and then let him use the back to come out. No matter what he said, he refused to give it directly. Be sure to toss him.

So Jian Cong actually still feels a little bit of revenge in his heart now, and the strength that made this person proud in front of him before, is now all back.

He tried his best not to weaken his momentum, pretending to be casual: "Then you do it."

Not only did Yu Changmu do what he said, but he also did it with all his heart.

Jian Cong obviously overestimated his body, which hadn't been touched deeply by anyone for three whole years, and within two moments he was so waited on that he couldn't find the south, east, north, south, and north. In the end, Yu Changmu had already taken off his clothes in front of him, and he quickly After being sold, he counted the money, and he pointed to the bottom drawer of the desk and said there was something in it.

Yu Changmu looked for it with his upper body shirtless, and opened the drawer to see, good guy, there are a wide variety of props and lubricants, complete in variety.

Yu Changmu laughed angrily at that time: "You have quite a lot of activities at night."

Jian Cong was wrapped in a quilt and blushed: "After trying twice, I haven't moved at all."

After all, he is not a real Bodhisattva, and the young man with a strong blood naturally needs to solve his needs, but when he solves them too many times, Jian Cong can't help but start to get angry again.

As soon as I got angry, I went to a store on the Internet and placed an order directly for a gift bag with hundreds of treasures. Anyway, I didn’t see exactly what was inside, so I bought it first and then talked about it.

The end result is either that he doesn't know how to use it at all, or that he feels that the effect is a bit far from what the slogans and advertisements claim. Not to mention catching up with real people, even his own hands can't catch up, which is quite boring.

Yu Changmu glanced at those things, picked out the two most basic things they need now, and let Jian Cong directly hit the head with a casual sentence: "I'm in a hurry today, I'll try these with you another day."

When it comes to treating yourself badly, Jian Cong, as Jian Weimin's son, is the worst at this.

Although Yu Changmu teased|turned his head today, it is obvious that Jian Cong himself is very happy, and because he is now in the upper hand, it is completely up to his own preferences, whether it is fast or slow is up to him , Dare to ask for anything.

It's just that Yu Changmu endured it so hard.In the past three years, Jian Cong had nowhere to relieve himself, and neither did he.

So in the end, when he pressed Jian Cong on the bed from behind, he finally couldn't restrain himself and started to ignore him, and asked Jian Cong to cover his mouth by himself, so as not to scream too loudly, he called Jian Weimin over again.

If Jian Weimin came in to grab the bag again at this time, it would not be as simple as before. Now the whole room is full of the smell they made, and the sheets and bedding are even more messy.

At noon the next day, the two slept for three days.

Yu Changmu got his wish and opened his eyes on Jian Cong's bed. His whole arm was numb from the hairy head in his arms and he couldn't bear to move it away. He just hugged him quietly for a while.

After finishing last night, Jian Cong said that he was too dirty and refused to go to bed directly. He had to hug him to take a bath, and then came to the bathroom twice again in the middle of the night while washing.

By the time Yu Changmu changed the bed sheets again and put Jian Cong, who was already sleepy and couldn't open his eyes, back on the bed, it was only a few hours before dawn.

Right now, Jian Cong, who has never been willing to exercise, is seriously exhausted. Yu Changmu got up from him to put on clothes and didn't wake him up at all. He was sleeping soundly on the bed under the quilt, obviously very tired.

But he usually likes to stay up late at night, so Jian Weimin didn't notice anything wrong. After finishing a bunch of business affairs, he was ready to wave his servant to Jian Cong's room after sitting at the lunch table.

The servants went to the young master's room, but when they came back, they were a little flustered - because the person following her was not Jian Cong at all.

The servant didn't know how to explain to the master: "I was about to knock on the young master's door when young master Yu came out..."

The servants in Jian Weimin's house are basically long-term workers. Yu Changmu and the others have naturally met each other, and they know their relationship with their young master well.

But it doesn't mean that it's been three years since the two broke up...why did they suddenly reconcile?It's also inexplicable that he came out of the young master's room at noon, and he obviously didn't come yesterday...

Jian Weimin blinked his eyes for a moment when he saw Yu Changmu, and then quickly smiled, "I just said that something was wrong with him last night."

Yu Changmu came uninvited, sat down directly opposite Jian Weimin's dining table, and greeted calmly: "Uncle."

Jian Weimin: "What uncle, it's fine if you come secretly, but you dare to come out and look for me directly?"

"Jian Cong hasn't woken up yet. I came out here to talk to you about work." Yu Changmu lowered his eyes slightly, sitting at the dining table neither humble nor overbearing.

Jian Weimin crossed his arms and saw something strange about this kid. It seemed that he was different from three years ago, and it was also different from what was rumored in the circle: "Dare you or come prepared?"

"Yes, Uncle." Yu Changmu cut to the chase without much nonsense, "If I say that I am [-]% sure to win that piece of land, would Uncle be willing to cooperate with Dongming?"

Jian Weimin snorted: "The tone is not small."

Yu Changmu: "If uncle is willing to support Dongming at the bidding meeting, Dongming is willing to show the greatest sincerity, and on the premise of the basic terms, he will give another three points of the profit and the first year's rent will be exempted. Besides, what else do you want? You can ask me any conditions you want."

The conditions are certainly 100% attractive, but Jian Weimin was careless: "Dongming, does what you say count? How did I hear that you were scolded bloody at the antique meeting last time?"

Yu Changmu was silent for a while, and said: "The doctor has given my brother a three-month countdown, and he transferred his shares to me. Now I am Dongming's largest shareholder. I have the final say on Dongming's affairs."

The day no one wanted to see finally came.

If it is not the last resort, Yu Changzhou will definitely not transfer the shares casually.

The old fox was like Jian Weimin, and he began to sigh in his heart: "I will take little Jane to your house to see your brother when I am free in a few days."

The subtext is to agree.

The big stone in Yu Changmu's heart fell to the ground: "You are welcome anytime, my brother likes Jian Cong very much."

Later, no one went to Jian Cong's room to order that meal, and Yu Changmu ate with Jian Weimin directly, and the two chatted about some business details.

Jian Weimin has completely changed his view of Yu Changmu. He can tell from the sound of his voice that this kid has not wasted three years. He has learned real skills abroad, otherwise he would not have the guts to sit at the same table with him today. .

Jian Cong hadn't slept so soundly for a long time. He had no dreams all night, and it was already two or three o'clock in the afternoon when he opened his eyes.

He thought that according to his usual habits, Yu Changmu would definitely wake up in front of him, but he didn't know what happened today. When he woke up, Yu Changmu was still hugging his waist and leaning on his shoulder.

Excellent nose bridge, slashed side face, and two finely crafted mean lips.

Jian Congding stared at the face of the person who was pawing at his chest like a koala for a while, thinking that it must be because of his bad personality, God felt pitiful after seeing it, so he gave birth to such a good-looking face as compensation.

Maybe he really got the best actor.

Jian Cong reached out and played with Yu Changmu's drooping eyelashes for a while, unaware that the person next to his pillow had already woken up, but seeing that he didn't respond now, he thought he was really asleep.

In fact, when Yu Changmu came to his door from the balcony last night, Jian Cong knew what he was thinking, and was surprised that Ringer was right when he said him.

Like is definitely not simply getting along or chatting, liking is an impulse, no matter how good he thinks Qi Chen is, his heartbeat has never accelerated because of Qi Chen.

On the other hand, yesterday Yu Changmu only took two steps towards him covered in the cold wind, and his throat was already tight.

Although they slept together after a long absence, Jian Cong didn't want to be together too soon this time. He used to make it too easy for Yu Changmu, so that Yu Changmu had the illusion that he could hold on even if he was temporarily separated.

This time, Yu Changmu must be taught what it means to chase someone.

But no matter what decision Jian Cong made in his heart now, he never imagined that a large army of cameras was approaching his house now.

Jian Weimin was so easily fooled by him?Definitely have to go back.

So, as the owner of the house, he stood at the door and personally received Mustache's variety show group: "Little Jane is still awake, you guys just turn on the camera, just push the door and go in, the show will definitely work."

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