I give the vampire boss an umbrella

He Mingzhi was frightened.

He had never seen Linka like this.

The boy who would always helplessly forgive him, pamper him non-stop, and soften his heart when he saw him cry.

Become nothing like him.

"Kaka, don't be like this. I like you. We've been together for more than a year. I'm graduating soon. I'm about to achieve a real fruit. You can't..."

"What can I do?" Linka looked straight into He Mingzhi's eyes.

He Mingzhi calmed down for a while, and tried to hold Linka's shoulders with both hands, Linka stepped back again, "Respect yourself, He Mingzhi."

"Kaka, I know you and Xi Rang are not together, it's all to anger me, I won't..."

"He Mingzhi, I'm telling you to break up, not begging you to break up. Please put yourself in your position and return the money to me within seven days. If you don't pay back the money, don't talk to me about any other nonsense." Lin Ka looked at him playfully.

He Mingzhi felt strongly that he was a piece of trash through Linka's expression.

Rinka never advertised himself as a good person.

He was just willing to cooperate with He Mingzhi in acting.

He Ming knew what kind of lover he wanted, so he acted like that.

The premise of being an actor is that He Mingzhi is still an individual.

He Mingzhi wiped his face, and swallowed back the tears welling up in his eyes.

Linka was quite afraid that He Mingzhi would cry, so he looked at passers-by in embarrassment.

Except for the uncle who sold roasted sweet potatoes, he took freshly baked roasted sweet potatoes several times and wanted to ask them if they would buy them, but no one else stopped.

When the quarrel was played and the video was played, He Mingzhi cried and cried, and it could barely be called fun, and if it was a little fake, it would be called deep love, but when there was a breakup on the street, he still cried like this, cowardly.

The two reached a consensus for the time being, and they stopped talking about it after returning to the restaurant.

At the dining table, Xi Rang looked at Ni Xiaoshi.

Ni Xiaoshi looked at Xi Rang.

Ni Xiaoshi put one hand on his chin and asked him, "Senior Xi, how long have you been talking?"

"Ten minutes." Xi Rang remained expressionless.

Ni Xiaoshi: "..."

Xi Rang looked outside, there was a big temperature difference between indoor and outdoor, and there was a mist on the windows. Linka and that surnamed He stood outside and communicated friendlyly, as if they were quite familiar.

On the snowy sidewalk, the two men...it seems silly to make an idol drama.

It was He Mingzhi who came back first.

Linka went to the uncle and bought a baked sweet potato.

The stubble around the uncle's mouth was covered with a light layer of hoarfrost. He was wearing a black jacket, and his face was wrinkled when he smiled. It's on."

"One is fine." But he didn't want to go back with He Mingzhi.

Linka bought roasted sweet potatoes and held them in his hands, and subconsciously raised his eyes to the French windows on the second floor.

Men are so unscrupulous.

Just looking at him like a joke all the way, and still looking at him now...

Are you still looking at the roasted sweet potato in his hand?

"Look at your mother." Linka gave him a middle finger, smiling very sweetly.

So what about the big needles, they can't stick themselves.

Fu Ze's gaze stayed on the roasted sweet potato hanging on Linka's middle finger.

He has not eaten.

Linka entered the restaurant, didn't go back to her seat, and went straight to the front desk.

The front desk said, "Sorry, there are really no seats."

"No, there are on the second floor. I just looked at it, and it's all empty." Linka pointed to the upstairs.

The receptionist explained with a smile on his face that the second floor was reserved by a certain capitalist with sentimentality.

Linka didn't know what to complain about for a while.

That man may not be the most handsome on the scene, but he must be the most pretentious if he eats at an online celebrity restaurant and even rents out the room.

Now posing like crazy on it.

First resting your chin on one hand, looking out of the window melancholy, and taking a hundred pictures.

Looking down at the cup again, as if thinking about something, I took a hundred pictures.

No wonder I looked down with the cup just now, maybe I was looking for an angle to pose.

The man's bodyguard looks like a tiger, and his camera skills should not be very good.

The male Internet celebrity who wanted to look like an aristocrat, went to the wrong set.

Go back and face He Mingzhi, knowing that the two of them, Linka can't eat this meal.

Then go?

Isn't it too cowardly.

Passing the stairs, Rinka found the entourage with the lower jaw line standing at the stairs.

Stand upright.

Like a majestic telegraph pole, a large black umbrella stands beside its leg.

Linka understood, and the man took a selfie on it.

The entourage will look embarrassed.

"Hey brother." Linka waved at him.

The follower's eyeballs slowly turned half a circle and fixed on Linka, his body remained motionless.

Linka walked over and stood on the steps, looked up and said, "I was outside just now, and your boss waved to me, telling me to come up."

The attendant obviously didn't believe it, and when he lowered his head, Linka felt quite oppressed, "No, Mr. Fu never eats with others."

Yo, is it still a boss?

Associate.

"Look, did you forget? Just now your vice president said that I smell good." Linka held roasted sweet potatoes in his left hand, and put his right hand to his ear to fan his followers. "Maybe you can't smell my body fragrance." , but he's still thinking about it."

"..."

"It's brother, you can go up and ask for me, can it work?" Linka asked.

Follower: "..."

Since when are you brothers?

"Your vice president really called me up just now, you go, go and tell him, just say that the handsome guy who is so handsome just now is waiting for him downstairs." Linka Lai did not leave at the stairs.

The follower's IQ is not enough, so I really went upstairs to ask.

In less than a minute, the entourage came down, "We, Mr. Fu, let you go up."

"Tsk, sensible, sooner or later you will be promoted to the general manager," Linka applauded for the vice president, "wait a moment, your vice president even called my friend, let's go up together."

Follower: "?"

Xi Rang couldn't figure out why Linka disappeared, facing the two lovers alone, that scene... one person's fault, three people's silence.

The air in front of Xi Rang had already been sucked dry by him, Linka came back when he was about to suffocate.

The expression is called a contented one.

He Mingzhi just felt that he had never seen Linka so good-looking.

Do people shine when they are heartless?

Ni Xiaoshi was very dissatisfied with He Mingzhi's slightly demented look at Linka.

"Then I have a friend upstairs for dinner, let us go up, don't bother me for now," Linka didn't look at He Mingzhi again when he spoke, "Let's go, let Rang."

Xi Rang was stunned, grabbed him and said, "Brother, the upstairs is reserved, if you really want to eat so much, let's stay here."

Ni Xiaoshi also nodded, her words were full of arrogance, "It's okay, you stay here, the upstairs is indeed reserved, I can't even decide on a seat by the window."

How could it be possible for the two of you to go upstairs.

Linka smiled helplessly, unable to shirk, "It's reserved by a friend, and he can't use so many tables by himself, so he left."

Xi Rang stood up after him, and sighed softly like a strong man. I hope that the couple will not be seen when they are chased down by the customers upstairs.

The attendant sent them upstairs without turning their eyes, and then blocked the stairs like a wall.

The second floor is indeed spacious, with circular floor-to-ceiling windows, and a man in a black formal suit by the window is eating dessert, his movements are elegant, his complexion...snow-white complexion.

Rinka didn't know whether the scenery was by the window or the man eating dessert.

Xi Rang was stunned, "Is that how it came up?"

No one hit them.

Xi Rang asked Linka in a low voice, "Brother, when did you meet him?"

Socialist can already make friends in the air?

Linka chose a seat by the window with a good view and sat down, "I don't know."

Xi Rang: "..."

Xi Rang took the menu on the table and ordered.

Linka felt that the man was helping out anyway, so he got up and walked to the man's desk, "That, vice president, thank you."

The man raised his head and looked at Linka, showing elegance in his gestures.

He didn't say a word, but Linka understood.

The man's expression should be saying, "What's the matter?"

The temperament is not too popular.

Linka shook her head, just looked at the man's broad shoulders, "I'm fine, just thank you."

"Thank me," the man looked at the sweet potato in Linka's hand, "Can you give me this? I'll give you the money."

Linka lifted the sweet potato, unbelievable, "This?"

"Yeah." The man nodded.

He never ate food from street vendors, nor would he let his followers buy it for him.

You will lose your dignity and identity.

But the boy was holding it in his hand, his eyes were almost red with greed.

Linka laughed, this guy was quite funny, and put the sweet potatoes on the table casually.

Linka leaned over slightly, and looked straight into the man's eyes, "Vice President, eat slowly, and greet me when you don't have enough."

Back in his seat, Linka whispered to Xi Rang, "He's wearing colored contact lenses!"

Xi Rang opened his eyes wide, "So?"

"That's why it looks good." Linka took a sip of the lemonade on the table, "Fuck, this slice of lemon! It soaked up at least [-] tables for dinner."

Xi Rang couldn't help laughing, "Why do you hold grudges so much? That person's parents... don't wear colored contact lenses."

Linka took out his phone, called up the selfie, looked left and right at the camera, stretched his neck to look at his jawline, and finally sighed in resignation.

"Are you admitting defeat?" Xi Rang pushed the menu in front of Linka, "I've ordered all the signs, see if there's anything else you want to eat."

Linka looked down for a while, "Shoot your ex-boyfriend... where's the waiter? How much is a dish?"

Through the reed grass placed on several empty tables, Xi Rang saw the nobleman eating roasted sweet potatoes with a knife and fork through the gap.

What a respectable person.

Xi Rang quietly moved his head back to the opposite side of Linka, and said in a low voice, "The waiter won't let you come up, we've made the selection, and I'll just send it down."

Linka pointed at "Shoot the Ex-Boyfriend" with a pen, "Leave me a note on this dish, at least [-] knives."

Xi Rang's eyes wandered, and he rubbed his chin to look at Linka, "Brother Ka, does your online dating partner look like He Mingzhi..."

"People who know too much usually end badly." Linka winked at him.

Xi Rang: "Come on!"

Smart man, hurry down and deliver the menu.

The food they ordered was delivered to them by the vice president's attendant with an impatient look on his face.

Embarrassed, Xi Rangte humbly ran to the stairs to pick him up.

I also felt that the food was poisoned.

I dare not say yet.

Linka stared at the plate of cucumbers and took out his mobile phone, "Chopped into sauce? This store is good. I will take a close-up of the ex-boyfriend with this knife."

"Brother!" Xi Rang stopped, "Don't just pat a cucumber, it looks like we have no class! It can't be worse than those two downstairs!"

After all the dishes were served, Xi Rang still refused to let Linka eat.

Linka wondered, "What's the matter?"

"Take some pictures for me," Xi Rang handed Linka the mobile phone still connected to the power bank, "take pictures of the dishes on the table with me, and the French windows behind me."

"..." Linka clicked a few times, and handed it to him after taking the picture.

Xi Rang was dissatisfied after watching it, "Brother, good brother, stand up and take pictures from my side. I want the scenery from the French windows at the back, the one parallel to the sidewalk."

"..."

"Brother Ka, don't put me on the side of the camera, my face will be widened, put me in the middle and lower position of the Jiugongge."

"..." You are the fucking male Internet celebrity!

Linka stood up resignedly, and took pictures of Xi Rang from the opposite side.

After taking a few pictures, I found that the man behind was in the shot.

Linka uncomfortably refused to meet the other party's gaze, and said to Xi Rang, "You can't do this, you are not as handsome as that man, or you can let him get up, and you sit with him to take pictures, his angle is the best."

Hearing this, the man put down his fork and looked at Linka again.

Linka looked out the window with a guilty conscience.

Is this person a mixed race? Why are his pupils so light?His facial features are profound, but fortunately, his hair is pure black, so he doesn't look like a foreigner.

There is always a hint of arrogance and rudeness at the end of the eyes.Too beautiful.

Good-looking is a bit inhuman.

It made Linka always want to peek at him.

Fu Ze sat there, unabashedly staring at Linka's tightly pursed thin lips, and Linka's fair neck covered by the collar of his sweater.

Roasted sweet potatoes are not as fragrant as this boy.

Fu Ze had never tasted that kind of taste before, but today his heart was moved.

Xi Rang was dumbfounded, "Damn it, brother, you should keep your voice down too...how can we let others get up and give up their seats!"

This is a big boss.

The followers in the corridor are tired.

I don't know why, Mr. Fu took so long to eat this meal today.

We've already finished eating, why don't you leave?

The two boys upstairs were still making such a fuss, and they didn't chase anyone away.

Are you planning to eat those two boys before leaving?

The entourage turned on the phone and took a look. The screen saver read "obey the law and abide by the law".

This was written by Fu Ze himself.

Let him always remember.

Now it seems that Mr. Fu himself remembers more clearly.

After Xi Rang got a satisfactory photo, it was dark.

Full of wine and food.

Before leaving, Xi Rang said, "Brother Ka, don't move, I'll take a picture for you."

"You actually have a conscience." Rinka sat there, stretching out her hand to make a half-dead gesture.

The way the corners of the mouth is down, is a cool yuppie.

Linkabier's fingers caught the man's head behind him, and he manually made a sweetheart collar for him.

Xi Rang thought it was funny, but at the same time felt sad.

Oh shit.

Why are there so many good-looking people in the world, but I am not one of them.

Linka and Xirang left.

The man stood up slowly and came to the seat where Linka had been sitting.

Linka left her scarf on the seat.

The man took off the white glove he just put on on his right hand, picked up the scarf, put it under his nose and sniffed it gently.

The entourage watched this scene without making a sound.

So perverted.

Fu Ze's pupils were darker than before.

If Linka could see it, it must be said that he was very particular, and he would exchange two sets of color contact lenses for a meal.

This time, my son changed to red again.

Fu Ze picked up Linka's scarf and went downstairs.

The entourage came up to meet him, "Boss Fu, this has been used by others, I will buy you a new one? I heard that you can search for the same model now, it is absolutely the same."

The follower, who is usually not clever, now has eyesight, Mr. Fu said with satisfaction, "Take care of yourself."

The author has something to say:

President Fu: Take care of yourself

Follower: You are so disrespectful!

Mr. Fu: It's decent to see a ghost.

Xi Rang: Where's your scarf?

Linka: Stolen by decent people

[Linka drops rare props, Mr. Fu's warmth value: +105]