The canine boyfriend is sticky and fierce

On the way back, Qin Feng stared straight at Chizhou's side face, trying to make two holes in his face.

"What did you tell Wen Liang?"

Chizhou replied indifferently, "It's nothing..."

Qin Feng retracted his gaze resentfully, and muttered in a low voice, "Cut, you are so cold, if you have the ability, you are also so cold at night, don't be like a hungry wolf..."

The car door suddenly paused, Qin Feng fell forward, knocked his head on the instrument panel, and then the car drove smoothly again.

Qin Feng glared at Chizhou angrily and was about to ask him what he was doing, but he saw the corner of the man's mouth holding back a smile.

Fuck, it was on purpose!

Qin Feng cursed angrily, "You are sick!"

Chi Zhou squinted at him, "Do you need me to teach you how to speak again?"

Qin Feng shut up, even depressed.

In the past, he thought that Chizhou was good everywhere, with a good figure and a sense of security. After staying together these few days, he realized that his hidden machismo was simply outrageous.

Qin Feng can only wear long-sleeved pajamas and pajamas at his home, can't speak indecently, can't cook in Chizhou, touch his hands and feet while drying clothes and reading books, kiss him and brush his teeth, etc...

Anyway, Chizhou was completely dissatisfied with him, so he couldn't figure it out. He said he didn't like him and disliked his past, and he insisted on bumping into him at night.

Qin Feng was really close to autism, he seemed unable to stand up after lying down for a long time.

Forget it, leave it to him, Qin Feng's strength and physical strength are not comparable to Chizhou, and he doesn't bother to compete over time.

Qin Feng returned home with a stomach full of depression, and lay down on the sofa, the corner of his clothes was lifted, revealing a white belly, and his navel obediently accepted the baptism of the cold air from the air conditioner.

Chizhou frowned and pulled his clothes off.

"If you want to lie down, lie down properly. One person occupies the entire sofa."

Qin Feng squinted his eyes and said back, "You don't lie down."

In the next second, Qin Feng was clamped on his ankle by a strong force, and was forced to lie down straight, "The space is taken up, how can I lie down."

The space beside him was taken away by Chizhou, and Qin Feng was almost squeezed into the crack of the sofa. He struggled up, turned over, and squatted half of his body on Chizhou's chest.

Qin Feng touched his resolute jawline with his fingers, and asked in a muffled voice: "You really... don't like Wenliang anymore?"

"Yeah." Chizhou answered him briefly, "That's what I told him."

Qin Feng smiled secretly, but remained silent for a few minutes before saying: "Then you don't like me either."

Chizhou looked at the top of his head from the corner of his eye, "As you said, love is trouble."

Qin Feng choked, feeling a little depressed.

Chizhou followed him entirely because of the damn sense of responsibility of traditional men.

Qin Feng didn't like it, he wasn't satisfied.

The fuselage jumped high into the sky vigorously, passed through the hazy clouds, and finally reached under the blue sky.

After 12 hours of long-distance flight, the plane landed, US time: 9:00am.

Lawyer Yang looked at the crowded waiting hall. Because of the National Day holiday, the number of tourists from all over the country increased sharply. It was impossible for the client to arrange someone to pick them up at the airport, so he could only find the place on the address by himself.

Voice broadcast, identification number plate, including everyone's communication needs are all in English.

As a lawyer who has been doing business in China for a long time, his English is poor. Besides, he is already 39 years old, and he has long forgotten the English he learned in school.

He, who was nearly 40 years old, was suddenly at a loss.

Wen Liang probably saw what he was thinking, "Lawyer Yang, the address we are going to should take the exit in that direction."

Attorney Yang nodded and went out with him, and then took a taxi next to the airport. The driver was a native American who spoke fluent English and chatted with them in the car.

Lawyer Yang could barely understand what he said, occasionally coped with a sentence, and then looked at Wen Liang aside, and had to sigh for the young people nowadays.

"Sir, you are the best Chinese I have ever met English."

Wen Liang expressed his thanks in embarrassment.

The driver took them to their destination, which was a street near Wall Street, which was also quite prosperous. The client's client was the general manager of a large securities company based in the United States.

Wen Liang found the office building, communicated clearly with the blonde beauty at the front desk, and then led Lawyer Yang straight up to the seventh floor.

Lawyer Yang sighed again, feeling a little dazed all the way, but fortunately, when he met the client's client, he communicated in Chinese.

The two didn't talk too much nonsense, and quickly devoted themselves to the collection of evidence and records of the case.

After twelve hours of jet lag and running all the way, as soon as Wen Liang and Lawyer Yang left the office building, exhaustion and sleepiness flooded in like a tide.

The two found a scalper hotel, but the price was still frighteningly high.

Wen Liang and Lawyer Yang fell asleep all afternoon, and when they woke up, it was already lit by thousands of lights.

"Not far from here is Wall Street, the world's financial center. It's rare to come here, so go and have a look?"

When Lawyer Yang mentioned finance, his eyes were full of enthusiasm. Wen Liang knew that he had the habit of trading in stocks, and many of the cases he chose to take over were related to finance.

Wen Liang nodded, and the two walked over together.

On both sides of Wall Street are skyscrapers rising from the ground, under the bright lights, people come and go.

The various consortiums and group companies are brightly lit, and men and women in business attire keep coming in and out. Such a place is full of tension and struggle even at night.

Wen Liang and Lawyer Yang stood under a street lamp. Lawyer Yang lit a cigarette without saying a word, squinting and looking at the towering building in front of him.

Since the beginning of autumn, the night has gradually become cooler, and a gust of wind blows over, and the pores on the cheeks have shrunk.

America... Wen Liang took a deep breath of the cool air, feeling a little confused.

Xiaobai is in the United States, but Wen Liang can't get in touch with him. Even though they are so close, they are still so far away.

After Wen Liang called several times, that number has been deactivated.

Wen Liang habitually took out her phone and flipped to the call log, looking at it over and over again, Xiaobai, where are you...

An American boy ran in front of him, but Wen Liang's phone was knocked off the ground because he lost his grip on the phone. The boy apologized hastily and ran away again.

Wen Liang turned around to pick it up, and when she looked up, in the gap between the crowd, a handsome and extraordinary man was getting out of a black car, with a very familiar tie on his chest, he had made a tie for Xiao Bai.

With a distance of more than ten meters, the outline of that side face was deeply imprinted in Wen Liang's eyes, and Wen Liang held his breath.

Is it really Xiaobai! ?

Almost in the next second, Wen Liang pushed aside the crowd and prepared to go over.

"Where are you going, Lawyer Wen?"

Wen Liang turned around and replied loudly, "Go ahead and have a look!"

When he turned his head and pushed past the crowd, he was gone.

Wen Liang looked around blankly, feeling as if something had been lost in his heart, feeling empty and uncomfortably empty.

The assistant looked at the silent and stern handsome face of the man reflected on the elevator wall, and couldn't help but shift his eyes to his tie. He saw the boss wearing it on important occasions, but this tie was not a big name, and it didn't look special. exquisite.

The assistant was slightly surprised, and looked at the elevator digital reminder, "Mr. Wu, we are here."