Women's clothing giants are all in love

How deadly are the love words uttered by a straight man unconsciously?

——Afterwards, the two ran into a group of colleagues who planned to rush into the board game shop to play board games to keep warm. After being invited in together, Wen Liang sat down at the table, resting his forehead, and fell into deep thought.

Yan Huainan was sitting opposite him.

This man obviously hasn't had much exposure to this kind of game before, but all his IQ was born to bet on everything except feelings, so he didn't even listen to the explanation, so he naturally figured out the rules of the game.

Wen Liang looked at him steadfastly, wondering if what this guy said just now had ulterior motives, or did he say it out of emotion?

Why is this guy so serious about studying board games, but why is he so heartbroken and troubled by such a sentence here?

If only they were in a relationship right now.

Wen Liang closes his eyes.

If Yan Huainan was his boyfriend now, he would have dragged this man back to the hotel room just now, and then...

Wen Liang gritted his teeth.

"Wenzhu, come and draw a card." The girl beside him urged.

Wen Liang opened his eyes.

Yan Huainan on the opposite side carefully confirmed his own cards, met his eyes, and stared at him calmly, as if saying "I'm just a commoner card, so don't doubt me"...

Wen Liang felt like being laughed out of anger.

Ha, this big straight guy!

A group of people played Werewolf Killing, the rules were very simple, and the colleagues were very excited, but they attacked Wen Liang and Yan Huainan before they dared to come up.

And the result of not being able to kill these two people in time, or vote them out with rhythm is very obvious-when the result was announced afterwards, everyone knew that the first werewolf was rejected as early as the second round. The rhythmic ticket was killed, and the identity of the remaining werewolf was also found out by Yan Huainan in the fourth round, leading a group of colleagues to vote him out.

This ended fairly quickly.

Colleagues exchanged glances with each other, and all agreed that they had to be bold—only if they were bold enough could they have a good time. In the next round, no matter who gets the identity of a werewolf, the first one will kill Mr. Yan!

In the second round, one of the werewolves turned out to be Wen Liang!

When it gets dark, please close your eyes, when another werewolf colleague and Wen Liang met their eyes, there was a look of shock in his eyes.

Wen Liang could almost decipher his thoughts.

——Wenzhu, don’t be emotional. Everyone knows that you and Mr. Yan have a good relationship, as good as brothers, but you and Mr. Yan are now in hostile camps. If you don’t kill Mr. Yan...well, Mr. Yan I don't doubt you either, but I rather doubt that you two will gang up on all the rest of us! !

Wen Liang smiled slightly, and when his colleague was winking and his expression was quite painful, he stretched out a slender finger and calmly pointed at the man who was so handsome even with his eyes closed.

The colleague was taken aback, and his eyes widened in disbelief.

Wen Liang shook his fingers.

The colleague confirmed that he was not mistaken, covered his chest, and looked at Wen Liang excitedly.

So the game started, and Yan Huainan died.

Mr. Yan was quite puzzled. When it was his turn to give his death speech, he glanced around quietly, and all his colleagues couldn't help but lower their heads, coughing lightly, and drinking water.

Then Mr. Yan's eyes stopped on his little assistant.

My little assistant looked at him worriedly and funny, as if he was helpless that he was killed in the first game.

Boss Yan is very ironic, and the little assistant always cares about him so much.

Then Mr. Yan's death eyes fixed on another werewolf comrade who looked guilty. He narrowed his eyes and said with certainty: "His face is turning blue, he killed me."

The werewolf colleague cracked hard.

——Although he was very guilty, he stretched out his finger and killed you firmly, but it was that demon assistant who was looking at you with a worried face! !

The colleague was ruthlessly thrown out, and Mr. Yan nodded in satisfaction.

——Mr. Yan's self-confidence only lasted for 1 minute.

When it gets dark, please close your eyes for the second round, and the host finishes saying "Werewolves, please open your eyes".

Mr. Yan saw his beautiful, innocent, gentle, and kind little assistant with trembling eyelashes, and slowly opened those beautiful eyes.

Turning his eyes, he showed him a meaningful smile.

Mr. Yan's heart palpitations.

President Yan froze.

Great confusion appeared on Mr. Yan's face.

After the round was over, Wen Liang went to pour water, Boss Yan lingered to his side, and asked nonchalantly, "Are you angry?"

Wen Liang asked in surprise, "Why do you say that?"

Mr. Yan stared at him quietly: "Why did you kill me?"

Wen Liang looked at him, raised the corners of her lips, and said word by word: "I, look, you, can, love."

Yan Huainan: "????"

Everyone had a lively and lively afternoon.

At that time, after countless rounds of unilateral "targeting", Mr. Yan could not get out of the deep confusion and confusion, but every time he tried Wen Liang, all he got was a perfect smiling face.

Mr. Yan was quite depressed, and tried to fight back several times, but as long as he looked at Wen Liang's face, he hesitated, hesitated, and tangled...

Then the crowd watched Mr. Yan put on a handsome face the whole time, and let the little assistant slaughter him without any resistance. The look of a bit of compromise in the daze, and the look of resignation in the compromise made the crowd suspect Yan Is he playing games with his brother, or with his girlfriend, or is it their illusion that Mr. Yan's high IQ all along? !

But, all in all, it smells cool.

This weird board game was played until five o'clock, and the group moved back to the hotel contentedly, and went to the banquet hall for dinner.

……

In the evening, there are hot springs, so there are not many people drinking today, but the enthusiasm of young people to chat and do things will never cool down.

After all, in a year, there are only two or three opportunities to get together like this.

During the dinner, everyone talked about their careers and life, and at the end of the meal, it was better for a group of people not to drink than to drink.

Luo Hui is a very friendly person. A colleague looked for an opportunity and boldly asked why Luo Hui didn't bring his girlfriend over to play with him.

They all know that Luo Hui's current girlfriend is a model, 1.7 meters five, and very beautiful.

Luo Hui has never evaded this kind of question, and said openly that he is working abroad now and he will not be able to return until after New Year's Day.

A group of male colleagues were quite regretful, and when they changed their minds, they asked viciously: "Is Mr. Yan in a relationship now?"

As soon as the question was asked, everyone booed. Obviously, everyone loves to gossip about the relationship between the handsome boss.

With a good mood, Wen Liang, who was drinking water, paused slightly when he heard these words, and his heart, which had been wandering all afternoon, landed steadily at this moment.

Luo turned his head, looked at Yan Huainan who was sitting next to Wen Liang, and laughed slyly: "He has never been in a relationship since he was 28 years old, so he probably plans to become a monk!"

Yan Huainan glanced at Luo Hui expressionlessly.

A group of people burst into laughter.

Wen Liang loosened his fingers holding the water glass.

A girl whispered: "There should be many girls chasing Mr. Yan, right?"

Yan Huainan has a good face, a good family background, and talent himself. Although his personality is a bit serious, his temperament is also calm. Compared to the playful Luo Hui, a man like Yan Huainan will make people feel more secure.

Many young girls in the company held back and didn't make a move, probably because they didn't want to get carried away for a while and lost their jobs.

Yan Huainan frowned, and subconsciously glanced at Wen Liang.

The young man was drooping his eyes, his beautiful side face was silent, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

On the other end, Luo Hui said with a hippie smile: "That's for sure. He started dating girls from the back of his ass when he was in elementary school. He has received a bunch of love letters as gifts, but he has said it all. He is a person who is going to become a monk. He is probably not born with it." The root of love..."

Colleagues were stunned and laughed.

Amidst the laughter, someone asked: "Is Mr. Yan not interested in love?"

Immediately afterwards, another girl couldn't wait to ask: "What about Wenzhu, does Wenzhu have a girlfriend? No one has ever heard of it!"

Yan Huainan slowed down.

Wen Liang, who was inexplicably affected, hadn't had time to make a sound when someone suddenly shouted, "Damn, look, it's snowing!"

In an instant, the attention of the group of people was all diverted.

Most of the people in their company are from the south, and encountering snow since childhood is as difficult as winning the lottery.

It's not yet January, and it's a pleasant surprise to see falling snow at this time.

Whether it was a male colleague or a female colleague, everyone took out their mobile phones to take pictures, so the huge wine table became quiet all of a sudden.

Wen Liang was also a little surprised when he saw the snowflakes falling outside the window.

What followed in my heart was an indescribable joy.

He turned his head and excitedly said to Yan Huainan: "...It's snowing!"

Yan Huainan was taken aback, then smiled and said, "Yes."

Wen Liang thought for a while, and then asked a little naively: "Then will you come with us next year?"

Yan Huainan was stunned, he didn't expect Wen Liang's first reaction to be this, he couldn't help laughing.

Just at this time, a colleague Zhang Luo wanted to take advantage of the snow to go to the hot springs as soon as possible, regardless of the temperature, as long as there is a mood, it will be over!

Luo Hui waved them to go, and said to Yan Huainan and Wen Liang, "We've eaten enough, let's go to the hot spring together."

The two paused for a moment, Wen Liang collected his expression, stood up together with Yan Huainan, walked behind the main force, and slowly walked out to the corridor.

The heavy snow outside the window fell like goose feathers, spreading slowly on the ground, and the cold wind beat against the window.

The crowd at the front was frolicking, their high-spirited conversations and laughter warming the air.

The two fell at the end, one behind the other, as if they had isolated a small quiet world.

Wen Liang's mind was always circling those questions, a little absent-minded.

Not wanting to walk away for a while, the man behind him suddenly opened his mouth, seemingly inadvertently repeating the question just now: "So, after that, did you get... a girlfriend?"

Wen Liang seemed to have stepped on his own heartbeat——

"After that" obviously refers to after that day in the pantry.

Wen Liang tilted his head, and responded softly: "It's only been less than half a month, how could it be possible to make it so soon...not to mention whether I've made a 'girl' friend, Mr. Yan, you know best."

Yan Huainan was quiet, and asked with a smile, "I took up your time?"

Hearing this, Wen Liang's smile leaked from his face again: "For... working, I'm so happy."

After finishing speaking, he was silent for a moment, and asked casually, "Mr. Yan, are you really not interested in dating as they said?"

His heart was beating "boom" and "boom", as if it was going to be faster than his pace.

Wen Liang stared straight ahead, his hands hanging by his sides curled up slightly.

He heard the man behind him say in a low voice: "Do you believe Luo Hui's nonsense?"

Wen Liang's Adam's apple rolled down, and his palms were sweating.

The man said behind him: "If you meet someone you like, who can become a monk."

It was hard to imagine that this sentence could come out of Yan Huainan's mouth.

After all, this man has always been abstinent.

However, he used that low, calm voice to spit out the explicit words without haste.

Wen Liang was even taken aback, and when he realized it, his ears warmed up.

He couldn't help but stop and turned around.

The man put his hands in his coat pockets and was looking at the heavy snow outside the window.

Wen Liang stopped, and he also stopped, looked away, and looked at Wen Liang.

The gaze projected from those black eyes was very gentle.

Wen Liang had been looked at tenderly by these eyes several times before, but none of them touched his heart more than this moment.

Yan Huainan just stared at him.

After staring at him for a moment, he whispered to him in a serious tone: "Next year, I will come with you too."

Wen Liang's pupils trembled, and his fingertips curled up.

There was no beginning or end to this sentence, but he could instantly understand what Yan Huainan was answering.

Silently, a sour, scorching emotion erupted from his chest.

Something completely broke out of the ground, grew wildly, and its branches and vines spread wantonly, invading the entire world.

Wen Liang didn't know if he had been thinking about this man alone for too long, or as Wu Yang said, he had brainwashed himself too thoroughly. At this moment, he always felt as if he had really grasped something, and his heart skipped a beat. Almost stopped.

Both of them have the same question in their mind, they are both waiting for each other's answer, and looking for the opportunity to say their own answer, right?

Wen Liang's breathing rate began to speed up, and an uncontrollable impulse emerged in his heart.

He licked his lips, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Yan... Yan Huainan!"

Yan Huainan was stunned.

This is the first time Wen Liang called him by his full name.

When the two were still in college, Wen Liang only called him "Senior". After joining the company, Wen Liang always called him "Boss Yan" politely.

When these three words came out of his mouth, one of them went blank nervously, while the other felt strange and wonderful.

However, Wen Liang stumbled in a rare way.

After Yan Huainan came back to his senses, he burst out laughing.

His laughter immediately woke up Wen Liang——Wen Liang was startled, his face became hot, he closed his eyes, and raised his hand to cover his forehead as if speechless to himself.

Yan Huainan smiled and asked, "Well, what?"

Wen Liang also raised his other hand, covering his face with both hands.

Yan Huainan couldn't help laughing: "It's okay, actually, I've wanted to say it a long time ago, just call me by my name, you don't have to say 'you' to 'you' every time."

"If I call your name directly in front of everyone, everyone will think it's very strange. After all, you are the leader of the company and you are older than me. I can't be like this." Wen Liang said sullenly.

Yan Huainan's face turned subtle: "I'm only two years older than you?"

Wen Liang spoke as if the two were a generation behind.

"Two years old is two school years away. When I first entered school, you were about to graduate from your junior year. When I graduated, you were already a leader in the industry. Two years is a big difference." Wen Liang felt herself It's just gibberish.

Yan Huainan felt that the feeling in his heart was getting more and more subtle, and he argued naively: "It's only two years, and if it's two years, I can wait until I retire with you."

Wen Liang didn't know why Yan Huainan's thinking was more jumpy than his, so he directly referred to retirement, and felt a little funny after being choked.

Yan Huainan went to pull his hand, and asked in a good temper: "Okay, what did you want to say just now?"

Wen Liang paused.

He took two deep breaths and tried to tell himself, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive.

What was he planning to do just now? He almost got into trouble.

Wen Liang is not a person who likes to procrastinate, but he has to be cautious when dealing with Yan Huainan.

One misstep, and it could be the end of the game.

He has to... be careful.

Yan Huainan noticed that Wen Liang's hands were trembling slightly, his heart froze, and he couldn't help restraining his smile.

He took a step closer, and his voice sank: "What's the matter, are you feeling unwell?"

Wen Liang took a deep breath and put down his hand.

When he raised his head, he had put on his usual smiling face again: "It's okay, maybe I drank too much wine today, and I was a little dizzy just now."

Yan Huainan looked at him probingly: "You seem to have just had one drink today?"

"You know, I don't drink very well," Luo, who noticed that he had already reached the elevator, turned to look at them, Wen Liang let out a breath, and forced himself to calm down, "Let's go, Mr. Luo and the others are waiting for us. "

Yan Huainan frowned and watched Wen Liang walk forward sullenly.

When he returned to the room, Wen Liang had calmed down again.

Yan Huainan was called by Luo Hui to the next room to discuss something, and Wen Liang sat by the bed alone, staring blankly for a while.

In his hand, he was holding the pair of swimming trunks he brought.

At first, Wuyang wanted to choose a pair of flirty swimming trunks for him, so as to help him in his great cause of "seduction".

But the styles of swimming trunks that Wu Yang chose were really hard for Wen Liang to appreciate, and he didn't think wearing those weird pants would be able to seduce Yan Huainan, so in the end what he brought was a pair of simple and unadorned pants. Black spa swim trunks.

Wen Liang stayed for a while, then smiled.

... How can a pair of swimming trunks be as attractive as yourself?

When he shared the same room on a business trip before, he would feel hot all over just seeing Yan Huainan's naked body, but if Yan Huainan didn't react when he saw his naked body, what good would the swimming trunks be?

Having said that, when he took off his shirt in front of Yan Huainan, it seemed that he did not see any reaction from Yan Huainan.

After all, it would be strange to react to a body of the same sex...

Thinking of this, Wen Liang lowered his eyes.

That's why he had to calm himself down just now.

No matter how many details he seems to have captured that make him happy, there are still some things that cannot be ignored, lying in front of him.

After a moment of silence, Wen Liang raised his head again and took a deep breath.

It's okay, at least the man still gave a lot of positive reactions.

Let's take it step by step, a straight man needs a "development" process after all.

Wen Liang thought about it, and felt a lot more relaxed.

Glancing at the time, he thought for a while, sent Yan Huainan a WeChat message, telling him that he was going to the hot spring pool first, took his swimsuit and some items, got up and left the room.

The hot spring pools are open-air and mixed for men and women. There are two large pools and more than [-] small pools.

The snow outside the house has never stopped. This snow has aroused the enthusiasm of many people in winter. Therefore, even though the temperature is cold, many people are excitedly running towards the hot spring pool with their clothes on.

When Wen Liang was walking on the road, he received a reply from Yan Huainan, saying that he would be here soon.

Wen Liang smiled, thinking about soaking at the door for a while, until Yan Huainan came over...

Suddenly, he heard the sound of arguing in the distance, raised his head and noticed two figures tearing at each other at the opening of the small garden in front of the hotel on the left.

One of the figures was very familiar, corresponding to a certain cheeky face in memory.

Wen Liang was taken aback for a moment and narrowed his eyes.

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