The male god I flirted with collided with me

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The corners of He Yiming's lips twitched slightly, and he lowered his head to hide his gloating.

Fortunately, the two women were shocked by Zheng Zhifeng's words and did not notice his actions.

Zheng Zhifeng obviously didn't take the reactions of the two women to heart, he adjusted a comfortable posture, and glanced at He Yiming without a trace.

Qiao Dan was stunned for a moment, seeing that Zheng Zhifeng was not joking, he stretched out his hand and grabbed He Yiming, "Let's go!"

When she came in and saw Zheng Zhifeng just now, she felt that he looked a lot like Fang Yize, who was also a cold and ascetic model, so she couldn't walk.

Now that Zheng Zhifeng has outspokenly revealed her sexual orientation, this reminds Qiao Dan of the scene of being rejected by He Yiming two years ago. At that time, she really wanted to chase that young junior, but she didn't expect to turn over because of the same thing today.

This is not only a matter of embarrassment, but also makes Qiao Dan a little ashamed.

He Yiming had some complaints about Qiao Dan's casual exposure of his sexual orientation just now. Instead of going with Qiao Dan, he used his strength to pull Qiao Dan to the seat, "Why are you so anxious! Since you're here, sit for a while Let's chat!"

Zheng Zhifeng sat up slightly.

Wang Qiaoqiao's brain froze for a second. She was a little shocked when she learned that He Yiming and Zheng Zhifeng were both gay. She has always been considerate, and besides, this is not something disgraceful, so she chose not to speak.

Other people's privacy doesn't hinder her, just don't go out and talk nonsense with others.

Qiao Dan was unsteady, and fell on the soft sofa cushion. She looked at He Yiming's handsome side face, and then at Zheng Zhifeng's stern face. After a while, she realized that He Yiming was not happy with her, and she was looking for someone to torture her!

"Then you talk, I'll go by myself." Qiao Dan shook off He Yiming's hand without hiding his anger, and stomped on his high heels.

"She's angry, I'll go and see her, you guys have a good chat." Wang Qiaoqiao has no friendship with Qiao Dan at all, but Qiao Dan is He Yiming's friend, Wang Qiaoqiao sighed and chased after seeing someone angry.

Once the two women left, only He Yiming and Zheng Zhifeng were left.

He Yiming didn't have any desire to talk to Zheng Zhifeng, and wished he could automatically separate himself from Zheng Zhifeng, but he had already spoken before, so he had to wait a few minutes to see if Wang Qiaoqiao would come back.

Zheng Zhifeng couldn't make a sound even after knocking with a stick. The two sat facing each other, pestering each other.

He Yiming felt that seeing Zheng Zhifeng's eyes hurt, so he couldn't help but take out his phone to pass the time. As soon as he turned on the phone, his fingers seemed to be conscious, and he opened the chat interface with Fang Yize naturally.

Now, just thinking of Fang Yize's stinky face makes his heart pound.

He Yiming sent a message to Fang Yize: What are you doing!

Fang Yize replied quickly: drink tea.

Back so fast, not only empty but also idle.

The image of Fang Yize typing with a cold face appeared in He Yiming's mind, and he couldn't help chuckling: Where is it?

Fang Yize immediately returned to a location, and He Yiming took a look. It was in the tea room downstairs of the hotel, less than 80 meters away from where he was now.

He Yiming's eyebrows and eyes are very good, as long as there is a little smile, the eyebrows will relax, and the big round eyes can be bent into crescent moons, and those dark eyes are like stars in the night sky, thorough and clear, with a sense of worldly love Not deep childish.

Zheng Zhifeng glanced at the drooping Golden Crow, and stood up.

Almost at the same time, He Yiming also stood up.

The frequency was surprisingly consistent, He Yiming subconsciously looked towards Zheng Zhifeng, just in time to meet the far-reaching gaze on the other side.

He Yiming frowned, and casually glanced at Zheng Zhifeng, expressing his disdain for Zheng Zhifeng.

Just when He Yiming thought that Zheng Zhifeng would not talk to him, Zheng Zhifeng suddenly said, "Let's go to the party together on the same road!"

He Yiming paused briskly, thinking of Zheng Zhifeng buying medicine for him when he was sick, his heart softened, "Then let's go together."

After agreeing, He Yiming regretted it. He planned to leave. He was not interested in the party to maintain the relationship between colleagues. He still wanted to go to the tea room to find Fang Yize.

But his mouth is faster than his brain, and the words have already been spoken, so it would seem petty to change them.

The two had nothing to say to each other, and they walked in silence. They were not familiar with the layout of this hotel, and they had to walk through a long and narrow corridor to take the elevator.

Zheng Zhifeng still knew that there was a spiral staircase, and the two went directly down the staircase.

After going down one floor, at the corner, He Yiming could smell the fragrance of tea leaves in the air, and He Yiming couldn't help but take a second look.

Zheng Zhifeng, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "Do you want some tea?"

He Yiming was stunned for a moment, he just took a few extra glances, how did Zheng Zhifeng notice it, this kid couldn't keep peeking at him, could he?

"There's no point in going to a party."

Originally thought that Zheng Zhifeng would not talk to him anymore, unexpectedly, Zheng Zhifeng glanced at the pear-yellow carved window and walked towards the tea room, "I don't want to socialize either, can you drink tea with me?"

He Yiming was overjoyed, someone came to deliver a pillow when he was really sleepy, he just wanted to take a peek at Fang Yize, Zheng Zhifeng took the initiative to give him the opportunity.

He Yiming pretended to hesitate for a while, and then quickly followed Zheng Zhifeng.

The tea room in the hotel is decorated in a very stylish way. The tea lady wears a uniform indigo blue cheongsam, which is ancient and elegant.The tea lady led them through a floor made of interspersed wood, lifted a half-covered door cloth, and entered a private room with a regular pattern.

This private room is partitioned by mahogany carvings. There is a backflow incense burner on the flower table by the door. The dense white smoke flows down from the top of the mountain like a waterfall. It looks a bit cramped, and the left wall is designed as a bookshelf. There are blue and white porcelain vases placed in each space, and the name of the tea is placed in front of each porcelain vase. There are relatively good teas in the market.

He Yiming's eyes were good, he glanced at the name of the tea on the label, and by the way, he also saw the numbers followed by a few 0's, and he couldn't help but click his tongue secretly.

This price is really unaffordable for a young intern like him.

The tea lady in the high-end tea room is very good at observing words and expressions, and calmly recommends several teas with favorable prices to them, and asks if she wants to make tea.

Only then did He Yiming know that the tea ladies here are all senior tea artisans.

That must be more expensive!

But in He Yiming's eyes, the top-quality tea from senior tea artisans is not as good as the two yuan five bottles of green tea from the canteen.

After politely rejecting the tea lady, He Yiming found a seat far away from Zheng Zhifeng and sat down to observe the layout of the tea room. These private rooms are all made of wood, and the partition on the right is hollowed out, which is not soundproof. There is a gentle sound of playing the piano in the tea room Slowly dip into the space.

He Yiming explored for a while, only to find that there is a high-end private room carved with four gentlemen in the ordinary private room.

"Is the silver needle before the rain okay?" Zheng Zhifeng took a pot of tea and started to make tea for the first time when He Yiming was in a trance.

He Yiming subconsciously glanced at the empty shelf, the pot of tea was comparable to his three-month salary, and his relationship with Zheng Zhifeng was worse than that of a stranger, so don't expect him to split the money for the pot of tea equally.

"I don't know how to taste tea, just smell it."

"It's been poured for you." Zheng Zhifeng pushed the teacup towards He Yiming, and then sat on one side by himself, skillfully pouring the remaining tea set.

In the white porcelain yellow soup, the bud tips of each grain are suspended like soldiers and spears.

He Yiming has a heart, and Zheng Zhifeng and Fang Yize have the same temperament, and they don't like to talk to others. If the family is not rich, it is estimated that they will not be able to raise such a confident child.

Dare to be honest, Zheng Zhifeng is not an ordinary person.

Thinking of this, He Yiming didn't want to take advantage of Zheng Zhifeng, nor did he intend to accept his affection.

He Yiming took out his mobile phone and wanted to send a message to Fang Yize. At this time, he heard the sound of footsteps and greetings coming from the boardwalk, especially in the quiet tea room.

He Yiming looked towards the voice in response, and saw a middle-aged man in a yellow silk Tang suit saying goodbye to a man whose arms were held by a woman in a long black dress.

The man in the Tang suit patted the young man's shoulder in relief, and then raised his arm. The noble young lady on the opposite side smiled and hugged the middle-aged man's arm and bid farewell to the young man reluctantly.

He Yiming felt that the profile of this black-dressed beauty was very familiar. After the black-dressed beauty held his father's hand and walked through the private room, He Yiming suddenly remembered that this was a certain supermodel who had been printed in top domestic magazines all the year round. The image of her appeared in front of the media, her background was kept secret, and no one on the Internet could figure out the financial backer behind her.

It was rare to see a mysterious actress, so He Yiming took a second look.

Already at the door of the tea room, the supermodel suddenly turned around and trotted to the side of the most dazzling man, her eyes were astonishingly bright, and her fair face showed the shyness unique to her daughter's family.

The beautiful woman bit her lips, unable to speak, "Grandpa Fang wants to marry our Huang family, do you want to? The two of us are engaged."

After she said this, even her ears turned red.

She is going all out to pursue her own happiness.

He Yiming's eyes followed the woman and landed on a white figure, his brain exploded with a bang.

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The author has something to say:

What follows is the plot I am most looking forward to day and night, and it is finally finished hehe!