"Oh, Pretty!" James' eyes lit up, and he said to Yuan Che, "Lionel, is this your friend?"
Yuan Che nodded and introduced, "Fang Ru, this is Mr. James, the director of the Dihua Financial Group."
"Hi, nice to meet you." Fang Ru shook his hand politely.
James looked at them and smiled meaningfully: "How about it, Lionel? Go to the club together?"
Yuan Che thought for a moment, then replied: "Okay, I'm very happy."
"Hahaha, let's go!" James laughed happily.
Yuan Che bought all the selected clothes, and then took Fang Ru and James out of the mall together.
After getting into the car, Yuan Che said to Fang Ru: "You go with me."
Fang Ru looked at him, but didn't speak.
Yuan Che said again: "That James just now is the partner we must fight for, and I am sure to win him. The only problem is, I don't know if I can control my emotions well."
"So you took me with you, just in case?"
Yuan Che nodded, staring at the front through the car window, his eyes flashed with the hope that he must win.
A few people walked into the club, and as soon as they went up to the third floor, they heard a high-pitched voice: "Hey, Yuan Er Shao, rare visitor!"
The visitor was a brown-haired man in his thirties. Although his appearance was not as handsome as Yuan Che's, he had the charm of a mature man and the nobility of a famous family. He walked slowly, opened his arms to James, and said with a smile: "James, it's nice to meet you here, come and sit with us?"
"Of course." James hugged him with a smile on his face, as if he was quite familiar with him.
Yuan Che narrowed his eyes, feeling restless. This person is his competitor, An Mingchen from An's Enterprise. I didn't expect to meet him here, I really forgot to read the almanac when I went out today. An Mingchen is a well-known dandy with a lot of money, sex and wealth. He has no scruples in playing, but he is generous in his actions, good at observing words and expressions, and doing what he likes. This is the type that Yuan Che dislikes socializing the most.
But James has promised, he obviously can't leave him alone, he can only accompany him.
Several people entered the private room, and there were already seven people sitting in it. Three of them were An Mingchen's friends, and the other four were their companions, one man and three women. The man is handsome and handsome, looks like an MB. The women are even more beautiful, gorgeous and not vulgar.
After introducing each other, they sat down.
An Mingchen smiled and said, "We were playing cards just now, would Mr. Yuan and James want to join?"
James asked curiously: "What game?"
"It's very simple." An Mingchen picked up the wine glass and replied, "It's a comparison of size, how much you bet, and how much you pay. The card with the lowest value will be tripled."
"Oh." James responded casually, seemingly uninterested.
An Mingchen said again: "However, there is an additional condition."
"What?"
"The person with the lowest card must ask his partner to accept the punishment on his behalf, complete the task assigned by the winner, and get the corresponding reward after completing the task. If he can't complete it, the bet will be tripled." An Mingchen added, "Of course, The tasks are all within an acceptable range, and there will be no requests for sleeping with you."
Several people present showed ambiguous smiles.
Yuan Che pursed his lips and did not express his opinion.
"It sounds interesting, let's start!" James patted Bi Luo who was afraid of being beside him, full of interest.
"What about Mr. Yuan?" An Mingchen looked at Yuan Che, then at Fang Ru, with playful eyes.
"I have no objection." Yuan Che looked at him calmly.
"Okay, Wang Jun, you sit on the dealer and deal the cards." An Mingchen pointed to a man on the right.
Wang Jun skillfully shuffled and dealt the cards, and then signaled everyone to bet.
Fang Ru glanced at it, and there were four types of chips: 500, 1000, 2000 and 5000.
Yuan Che didn't look at the cards, just took a 500 chip and threw it out.
An Mingchen said with a smile, "President Yuan is always so cautious in his actions."
After speaking, he lost a 2000 chip.
The rest also bet one after another.
After the cards were drawn, Yuan Che's card was bigger than the dealer's, and he was in third place, earning 500. The man with the highest card was the man in the striped shirt sitting opposite Yuan Che, and the smallest was An Mingchen.
The striped shirt accepted the chips with a smile, and asked An Mingchen's female companion to toast everyone present.
The game continues.
Yuan Che was lucky, he never got the smallest card. But even so, he couldn't be safe. Before he came, the game of An Mingchen and the others did not have that additional condition. The reason for the temporary change was to cheer up James, and to tease Yuan Che.
As the game progresses, the winner's punishment gradually changes from the simplest toast to more bold and open, such as undressing, kissing, dancing and so on. Bi Luo, who was next to James, was asked to put on a sexy pose.
"Heh, I'm the king this time." An Mingchen held a card between his hands and smiled maliciously.
"Young Master An, be merciful." Wang Jun looked at his cards and shrugged helplessly.
"I won't show mercy." An Mingchen's eyes flashed, and he said slowly, "Wang Jun, let your Allen use his charm to tease Mr. Yuan for five minutes. If you can make Mr. Yuan respond, These chips are yours."
He casually threw five 2000 chips.
Wang Jun's face froze slightly, he looked at Yuan Che cautiously, and then said to the young man beside him, "Go and serve carefully."
The boy named "Ailun" stood up with a smile and walked slowly towards Yuan Che.
Several people present, including James, waited with great interest to enjoy a fragrant performance.
Yuan Che leaned on the sofa, gently shook the red wine in his hand, the clear color of the wine seemed to reflect two clusters of flames in his eyes.
Fang Ru secretly screamed that it was not good, the veins in Yuan Che's hand holding the wine glass were about to pop out, he was really worried that he would break the boy's neck.
When Allen was less than three steps away from Yuan Che, Yuan Che took a sip of red wine slowly, then suddenly embraced Fang Ru's back of the neck, turned his head and gave him a passionate kiss.
Yuan Che's kiss was a little angry and anxious, and his movements were a little rough.
Fang Ru's lips were so painful from being sucked that he almost pushed him away, but he endured it at the last moment and became a half-push and half-will. He exchanged a glance with those wild eyes, the lids of which were half-drawn, concealing his anger indiscriminately.
Yuan Che smelled Fang Ru's breath, his attack gradually slowed down, his tongue explored deeply, and red liquid oozed from between his lips and teeth, carrying a bit of incriminating obscenity. This kiss lasted for more than a minute, Yuan Che backed away slightly, Fang Ru's lips were like a moist rose, bright red. The slightly raised eye ends reveal an indescribable sex appeal, and the glass-like pupils are stained with a bewitching mist.
Seeing this, Yuan Che's heart was agitated, and he stretched out his tongue to lick his lips a few times, licking away the remaining alcohol in the corner of his mouth.
The rest of them swallowed their saliva in unison, feeling a little tight in their lower abdomen.
Yuan Che tilted his head and squinted at them, with provocative eyes, and said in a low voice: "If you want to tease me, please find a beauty who can beat him first."
Fang Ru wiped some red and swollen lips with his fingers, lowered his head halfway, his soft hair hung down his forehead, his cheeks were slightly red, his eyes were warm, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. , making him look like the mythical Ganymedes.
"Cool!" James whistled.
Although Alan is also very handsome, his slightly sculpted temperament is far behind. He bit his lip, turned his head to look at Wang Jun, and then at An Mingchen.
An Mingchen gave Fang Ru a few meaningful glances, and said with a chuckle, "It seems that our president Yuan has really high vision, so I won't make things difficult for Alan. You will pass the test by showing us a sexy dance."
Allen seemed relieved, walked to the empty space, and started dancing to the music.
Yuan Che sat next to Fang Ru, with his arms casually resting on the back of the sofa. Although he didn't make any intimate movements, he seemed to completely enclose Fang Ru in his own domain, revealing a bit of possessive ambiguity.
He observed Fang Ru from the corner of his eye. He had a delicate side face, a straight back, and a sitting posture that seemed restrained but elegant. He was only in his early twenties, but he carried a kind of stability and elegance that did not match his age.
Yuan Che doesn't dislike men, but he doesn't like them either, and he has no interest in trying new ones. But the kiss just now made him feel unexpectedly good, and he even wanted to continue. At that moment, he had a desire for this man.
Fang Ru is docile on the surface, but in fact he is full of perseverance. He is a psychotherapist, and he is only responsible for Yuan Che's psychological problems and eating habits. Today's actions have obviously exceeded the scope of his duties. Although he knew that this was just a stopgap measure, the man's kiss made him a little embarrassed.
"Go back tonight and cook something delicious for me. I'm hungry." Yuan Che's hoarse voice suddenly rang in his ears, and the warm breath blew into his ears, making Fang Ru tremble slightly. It happened to lean on Yuan Che's outstretched arm.
Fang Ru glanced at him sideways, and muttered to himself: Just make instant noodles, it might make you sick.
"I'm going to the bathroom." Fang Ru couldn't stand the ambiguous atmosphere, so he found an excuse to get up and walk away.
After entering the bathroom, Fang Ru washed his face with cold water, looked at himself in the mirror, and couldn't help frowning. His appearance was only above average, but his eyes sometimes looked too coquettish.
Fang Ru shook his head, dried his face with a tissue, and walked out of the bathroom.
"Hi!" An Mingchen leaned against the wall in the aisle, looking at him leisurely.
"Hello, Young Master An." Fang Ru nodded to him, ready to pass him and leave.
An Mingchen stretched out his arm to block his way, and asked, "Are you Yuan Che's assistant or lover?"
"assistant."
"Oh?" An Mingchen said with a half-smile, "Then how much salary did he give you? I pay double, how about you follow me?"
"Thank you An Shao for your appreciation. I have no plans to change jobs yet."
"Hehe." An Mingchen laughed a few times, "Yuan Che's temper is notoriously bad, are you sure you can stand him?"
"Young Master An was joking, Mr. Yuan has a pretty good temper." Fang Ru said gently against his will.
"Hahaha." An Mingchen seemed to be overjoyed when he heard some joke.
"If you change your mind, you can come to me at any time." He took out a business card and handed it to Fang Ru. When he took the card, he grabbed his waist and leaned over to steal a kiss.
Fang Ru covered his mouth with his business card, and said calmly, "Young Master An, if you want to flirt with others, you should at least pay attention to your image."
"What?" An Mingchen was taken aback, a little confused.
"Didn't you notice? Your pants are unzipped."
"!" An Mingchen quickly let go of his hand, looked down at his lower body, only to find that his trousers were well pulled up, and when he raised his head again, Fang Ru had already walked away.
He watched his back disappear around the corner, and laughed lowly: "Interesting."