Why Don't You Coax Me?

The process of the TV series has gradually reached the final stage.

When Ran Shu switched venues again, he took a day to go back to his usual place of residence.

This time, he came back mainly because he had a schedule issue at work, and he needed to discuss the details with Hu Yongqi face to face.

According to his experience, if he scolded too hard on the phone, Hu Yongqi would hang up the phone, and he had to scold in person, so Hu Yongqi couldn't avoid it.

It was already nine o'clock in the evening when Ran Shu got off the plane, he didn't go to see Hu Yongqi immediately, but went to Sang Xian's company.

It's not too late to go again during the day tomorrow.

On the way, he got in touch with Shen Junjing, confirmed Sang Xian's location, entered the company through Shen Junjing's arrangement, and directly entered Sang Xian's office.

After entering, he looked around and was very curious about Sang Xian's working environment.

In order to keep secret, the two of them did not have any aboveboard interactions.

The last time he bought a helicopter, he visited Sang Xian's office, but he left after sitting for a while, and hadn't looked at it carefully.

He looked at Sang Xian's bookshelf, and couldn't help curling his lips: "Pretending, I don't believe you really know how to read these books."

After mumbling, he turned around and walked back, sat on Sang Xian's office chair, shook it and commented: "It's not very comfortable, I thought it might be something good."

After finishing speaking, he got up and took a photo of the chair. After searching and knowing the price, he sat down again: "This is one, ten, one hundred... million, the manufacturer is so kind, he gave me a chair for robbery. It really is The brand is low-key, luxurious and connotative, and I suddenly feel that this chair is very fragrant."

Sitting cross-legged on the chair, he looked at the desk surface again. It was full of documents and not many decorations.

He opened a drawer casually, and couldn't help being startled when he saw the things inside. The photos he took out with Sang Xian were all put in a frame, but they were not placed on the table.

He suppressed a smile and looked at it for a while: "Afraid that the client will find out about our relationship? There are so many photos but you can't show them, this big guy won't be wronged secretly, right? Who asked you to find a celebrity as your boyfriend?"

Then he casually brought a brown leather notebook, opened it and glanced at it, he couldn't help being startled, it seemed to be a diary.

Sang Xian still keeps a diary?

He began to imagine that 1.9-meter-high man sitting at the desk and seriously writing his diary.

It's quite against the law.

He flipped through and found that Sang Xian didn't write every day, but most of the content he wrote each time was related to him.

No wonder he can sum up the PPT.

On March 3, I don't understand why I was angry this time?

1. It took me 37 minutes to walk the dog, and his expression was not very good when I came back.

2. He said the movie was not good, but I didn't scold him.

3. The steak at night was not medium-rare as he likes, maybe it's my fault that I didn't explain clearly.

4. I read the materials for a while, but I didn't kiss him during the period.

In my opinion, the first item accounts for 20%, the second item accounts for 40%, the third item accounts for 30%, and the fourth item accounts for 10%.

Ran Shu looked at this diary and fell into deep thought. Why was he angry that day?

It seems that each one is quite annoying.

However, writing diary analysis in this way made Ran Shu a little unbelievable. On what basis did Sang Xian calculate this summary?

He put the diary back to its original place, thinking that it might be Sang Xian's privacy, it's not good for him to continue reading.

However, since the content of Sang Xian's diary is all about him, why can't he read it?

So he took the diary again and turned to the next page.

On March 3th, he called me by my name when he was sleeping, so cute.

Gone.

Ran Shu began to think back, this day...he seemed to be woken up by being fucked before he woke up. Is it because of this?

He's innocent, okay? !

Turn back again.

On April 4, we broke up.

Only three words.

This time it was the time they broke up two years ago.

This breakup was the longest they had had, and he really didn't know how Sang Xian felt after they broke up.

He was about to scroll down when he heard a conversation outside the door. He quickly put the diary back to its original position and closed the drawer.

Sang Xian pushed the door and walked in, Ran Shu immediately shouted at him: "Surprise!"

Sang Xian looked at him, then turned to look at Shen Junjing, Shen Junjing could only explain with a smile: "Surprise."

When Sang Xian closed the door, he also shut Shen Junjing out.

Just as she was about to talk to Ran Shu, Shen Junjing opened the door again behind her. She didn't look inside, and said quickly, "I'm off work! You are busy with your work. Break up and find brother Yu, and get an injection to find a doctor. The job is over, goodbye!"

After speaking, he quickly closed the door.

Ran Shu was so angry that he patted the table: "Are the employees in your company talking so unluckily?"

"Don't pay attention to him, when did you come back?"

"Plane at nine o'clock."

"have you eaten?"

"The plane meal didn't suit my appetite, so I just ate a few biscuits."

Sang Xian raised his arm and glanced at his watch, then said: "There are not many shops we can go to at this time, we..."

"You make it for me to eat!"

"Stir fry...?"

"..."

"in office?"

Ran Shu really lowered his head to look at the chair and desk seriously, and finally shook his head: "Forget it."

"Oh well."

Sang Xian locked the door of the office, then walked in and put the documents in his hand on the table, and asked: "What do you want to eat, I'll order it for you."

Ran Shu got up immediately, asked Sang Xian to sit on the chair, and said, "Let me see what Boss Ba looks like sitting on the chair."

Sang Xian felt that Ran Shu was puzzled, but he sat down cooperatively.

Ran Shu sat on Sang Xian's desk with his mobile phone, took a few photos of Sang Xian, and then flipped through the photos on his mobile phone: "Photos taken casually can be popular on the Internet, do you believe it? Those Internet celebrities don't have your domineering temperament, you have the kind of murderous spirit."

"Send it if you want."

"Don't send it, keep it, turn on your phone when you miss our boss, wow, my boss is sitting on Xiaojin Mountain!"

"..." Sang Xian didn't answer immediately, but looked at his phone and asked, "Are you losing weight recently? Is there anything taboo about ordering food?"

"No."

After ordering the meal, Sang Xian finally put down his phone, and moved the chair closer to Ran Shu.

Ran Shu reached out and rubbed Sang Xian's head and asked, "Have you been in a meeting?"

"Well, from two o'clock in the afternoon to now."

"Is there anything that can't be explained quickly at once? Have endless meetings?"

"We need to evaluate many projects and listen to their reports and summaries."

Ran Shu got annoyed when he heard that, reached out for his bag, and said, "I brought back the buns from the plane, do you want some?"

"Eat with you later."

"You are so big, don't starve to death."

"Then you feed me?"

Ran Shu brought a bun and was about to tear it apart, so he fed it to Sang Xian patiently.

After Sang Xian finished eating, he squinted his eyes and looked at Ran Shu: "What to do, it seems that it is not enough."

"how could I know."

……

Ran Shu handed the water glass to Sang Xian, and Sang Xian drank a few sips of water, his Adam's apple rolled, and Ran Shu could hear a clear swallowing sound.

Ran Shu kicked Sang Xian twice, jumped off the desk and ran to the separate bathroom in the office.

Sang Xian watched him bouncing around in a panic when he left, suppressed a smile, got up and followed him in.

Seeing him follow in, Ran Shu cursed angrily, "Old bastard!"

"What is the so-called, I don't understand very much."

While Ran Shu was tidying up in front of the sink, Sang Xian hooked his neck, kissed him on the cheek, and continued: "The front desk is calling, I'm going to pick up the food."

"Ah."

When Ran Shu and Sang Xian returned to Sang Xian's house, it was almost twelve o'clock.

The two of them washed up in a hurry and went to bed exhausted.

Ran Shu lay on the bed and asked, "Has the dog not been walked yet?"

"They have their own housekeepers." Sang Xian lay beside Ran Shu, hugged Ran Shu into his arms, and turned off the bedside lamp with his hand.

Ran Shu buried his face in Sang Xian's arms, and asked in a low voice, "Are you tired?"

"Fortunately."

"Then are you sleepy?"

"It's okay, what's the matter?"

"Then I'll wait."

Sang Xian knew that Ran Shu must be planning something, so he followed the trend: "Well, I'm really sleepy now, let's go to sleep."

"Oh..." Ran Shu began to slowly leave Sang Xian's embrace, then he found something from under the pillow, and carefully plugged in the electricity.

Sang Xian looked up, and saw the colorful mosquito-repellent lamps lit up in his room, followed by extremely poor-quality music.

The decoration of his house is in a dark style, many places are very dull, the color is mostly black and log color, and the colorful lights that are suddenly lit are particularly abrupt.

Looking up again, he saw his company's huge LOGO on the roof, flashing with the music.

It's really... LOW.

Before Sang Xian could adjust his expression, he saw Ran Shu standing on the bed, pointing at him and asked emotionally, "Friend across the way, how are you?!"

"..." Sang Xian looked at him expressionlessly, without saying a word.

not too good.

The vengeance of Scorpio is really terrible, even if it has been so long, you must get revenge.

Ran Shu was very excited listening to the music with extremely poor sound quality, and danced his body crazily under the gorgeous lights: "Welcome to Ran Shu's solo concert, raise your hands, and come with me! You work hard and live a beautiful life." , you are always healthy and spring, you have been busy all your life just to smile, yeah!"

Sang Xian: "..."

Sang Xian has nothing to do about Ran Shu's behavior of playing disco on the bedside.

So, Sang Xian half leaned against the head of the bed, folded his arms around his chest, and looked solemnly at the carnival madman standing at the end of the bed.

Ran Shu's feet seemed to be stepping on an electric door instead of a quilt, and he was as excited as if he had been electrocuted.

Ran Shu asked again: "Where is the applause?!"

Sang Xian: "..."

"Where is the scream?!"

Sang Xian: "..."

However, Sang Xian's expression became more dignified, and Ran Shu became more excited, and continued to sing along with the music: "Good luck, I wish you good luck, good luck brings joy and love, good luck, good luck to us..."

Then he continued to jump up and down, like a little madman, the whole bed was floating because of his movements.

When the song repeated for the third time, Sang Xian finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"enough."

"..." Very dissatisfied.

The colorful lights of the mosquito coils are still flickering, the huge LOGO jumps on the roof, and the sound of music continues.