Every day around 4:30 in the afternoon, the eldest sister in charge of cleaning starts cleaning, and the sound of the broom sweeping under the window sill in the office is Jiang Chengyu's wake-up bell.
His room was originally just a temporary rest in the office, but since he had this room, he has slept here at least 20 days a month. sleep…
Jiang Chengyu yawned, turned over and took out his phone to look at it. There were a few text messages, a few missed, and nothing of particular importance, so he put the phone back and closed his eyes.
Come back to the cage... The person beside him suddenly turned over and put his leg on him.
He frowned and threw the leg down.
As soon as the hand was withdrawn, the leg rested on him again.
"Fuck," Jiang Chengyu slapped this leg with a bit of annoyance, "Li... Zhang... Xu..."
Forgot who the fuck it was.
He turned his head and looked at the face of the person next to him, and shouted, "Zhao Ke!"
"Yeah." Zhao Ke was lying on his side on the pillow, he roared, and immediately buried his face in the pillow.
"Get up," Jiang Chengyu said, "I'll be alone for a while."
"I'm back to sleep." Zhao Ke said.
"Go back to your uncle." Jiang Chengyu was no longer drowsy, and sat up directly.
Zhao Ke didn't say anything, then sat up and yawned, "You scumbag."
"Go away," Jiang Chengyu got out of bed, and went into the bathroom while getting dressed, "I have something to do tonight, you can play by yourself."
"What's the matter?" Zhao Ke asked, "Chasing someone?"
"It's none of your business." Jiang Chengyu said.
"That's a common language?" Zhao Ke said, "Is he handsome? It's the first time I've seen you like this, and you're still so concerned after you've finished the bed."
"Fuck off." Jiang Chengyu said.
"I'll get some money." Zhao Ke said outside.
"I have it in my wallet," Jiang Chengyu said, "leave a hundred for me."
"I don't need so much," Zhao Ke walked to the bathroom door with his wallet. "Why do you carry so much cash all day long? You can just swipe your card and your phone."
"Old people's habits," Jiang Chengyu glanced at him, "you have a class today, and another day is lost."
"Remember this clearly." Zhao Ke took some money out of his wallet.
"You haven't been in class for a week, right?" Jiang Chengyu brushed his teeth, "I didn't say it, at least you're a student, a bit like a student..."
Before the words were finished, Zhao Ke had already closed the door and went out.
Jiang Chengyu spat out the toothpaste in his mouth: "Fuck you, uncle."
common language.
The name simply cannot be mentioned.
Jiang Chengyu never thought that he could be planted in the hands of a little cook like Chang Yu after so many years.
Oh, it's not the little cook, Chang Yu has a good time in a western restaurant in a five-star hotel... Jiang Chengyu sometimes feels confused, is it because Lin Chengbu is so interested in the cook.
Not even Chinese food and Western food.
However, since the last day when Yuan Wu came back to perform, he hadn't seen Changyu for several days. This kid actually gave up on Yuanwu's performance that he had finally waited for.
Although he didn't feel very close to each other, Jiang Chengyu felt that he was quite persevering.
After washing, he changed his clothes and planned to go out to eat something. Just as he walked out the door, the phone rang.
"Hello." He answered the phone without looking at it. This time of day is when he calls the most, and he knows that he gets up at this time.
A somewhat low voice came from the receiver: "I'm going over tonight..."
"Changyu?" Jiang Chengyu was stunned, but he dared to call!
"Our affairs will be resolved after we have dispersed." Chang Yu said.
"I didn't hear what you said," Jiang Chengyu lit a cigarette. "With me, you have the final say? Who do you think you are?"
"Don't hold grudges like that," Chang Yu said, "you didn't say anything that day..."
"Say your uncle," Jiang Cheng interrupted him, "I told you little baby, if you dare to come over today, I will dare to clean up you today."
Before Chang Yu could speak again, Jiang Chengyu hung up the phone.
As soon as Jiang Chengyu remembered what happened that day, he had the urge to bring someone out and beat him.
For nothing else, it's easy to say anything up and down, the key is to be ashamed.
Chang Yu doesn't look like a savage either. Usually chatting, including just making a phone call, is all well-behaved, but when he comes on stage with a gun, it's like he's taken medicine.
I also blamed myself for drinking too much that day. I felt a little dizzy before entering the room to flirt. When I was directly thrown onto the bed by this kid, my whole body was covered.
day!
Gritting his teeth, he went to the western restaurant next door to poke a piece of steak and finished eating. When he returned to the restaurant, Jiang Chengyu felt that he was a bit baffled today and actually ate steak.
"Brother Chengyu," Da Qi came over with a list, "this is from the bar this month..."
"Don't look!" Jiang Chengyu waved his hand angrily.
Da Qi didn't speak, he followed him all the way into the office, put the list on his desk, and then closed the door and went out.
Jiang Chengyu boiled water and made a pot of tea, stared at the list on the table for a long time, and finally sat behind the desk with a sigh.
Although he is a scumbag, he is still very serious about business.
It's a little sad to see half asleep.
When a waiter knocked on the door and said Changyu was coming, he was half asleep on the table.
"Brother Chengyu, are you blocking him now or later?" The waiter stood outside the door and rubbed his hands.
"You're so excited," Jiang Chengyu glanced at him, "Just stare, he's leaving and tell me, don't move him today."
The waiter closed the door and left.
Jiang Chengyu washed his face and continued to sit behind the desk to read the accounts.
It wasn't until the end of Yuan Noon that he left the office and went to the lobby.
Chang Yu was still sitting in his old seat, next to two men, whom Jiang Chengyu had met, and he was his friend.
When Jiang Chengyu stared at Chang Yu, Chang Yu turned his head, his eyes met him accurately, and then he raised the cup in his hand at him and smiled.
Jiang Chengyu twitched the corners of his mouth and sat in the corner.
After chatting with Lin Chengbu for a while, it was over on Yuan Wu's side, came over to say hello, and the two left.
Jiang Chengyu sat there and drank a glass of wine.
Chang Yu seemed to really come to solve the problem today. Yuan Wu left and he didn't get up. The two friends who were with him also left, so he glanced over here and walked over with a cup.
"Mr. Jiang." He supported the table.
Jiang Chengyu glanced at him and said nothing.
"It's been a long night," he said.
Jiang Chengyu stood up, walked to the office, and Chang Yu followed him into the office with the wine.
"You..." Jiang Chengyu turned his head.
Chang Yu fell on the sofa and looked at him with his arms on the backrest: "Brother Chengyu, I have something to say today."
Jiang Chengyu originally wanted to beat him up. There were all kinds of murder weapons under the desk, wooden sticks, iron clubs, mace, and knives, but when he looked back and saw Chang Yu, he changed his mind.
Chang Yu's shirt collar was stretched open, revealing a small piece of his chest down from his collarbone, against a silver ring hanging from a black leather rope around his neck, very... sexy.
Jiang Chengyu felt that he often had sex with him, and his physical needs were well resolved, so he wouldn't be particularly hungry, but for some reason, seeing Chang Yu like this, he suddenly had a strong desire to have a big fight.
It should be the perfect solution to beat him after finishing the job.
"How do you want to say it well?" He walked over to Chang Yu, bent over and leaned closer, one arm resting on the backrest.
"I..." Chang Yu tilted his head back, "Look at your attitude."
"My attitude is not good, you can't talk about it, right?" Jiang Chengyu took the wine glass from his hand, and slowly poured half of the wine inside Chang Yu's collarbone, watching the wine flow down the collarbone To the chest, and then soak the shirt down, "What do you think of my attitude now?"
Chang Yu stared at him for a while, then raised his hand and hooked the collar of his shirt, pushed down hard, and ripped off one of the buttons.
Jiang Chengyu threw the cup on the sofa and looked down at him.
Chang Yu didn't make eye contact with him, just kept staring at his chest, stretched his hand in, stroked his chest lightly with his fingertips, and pinched the sensitive part.
Jiang Chengyu felt that his decision to do it first and then beat him was a wise decision.
He pulled Chang Yu's hand away, pulled him and pushed Chang Yu down on the sofa.
The sofa is very spacious and is one of Jiang Chengyu's favorites. I don't know why, but today he violated his principle that "this sofa is only for sitting and watching", and planned to clean up Changyu on it.
He put pressure on Changyu, and put his hand down into Changyu's pants.
Chang Yu's breath swept across his ear a little hurriedly, and he tore off his shirt and went inside.
Jiang Chengyu had to admit that he had a lot of abnormal behaviors in Changyu, such as doing it on the sofa, for example, he was actually forced to be raped, and he wanted to fuck first and then beat him, for example, now he would kiss Changyu.
An appointment is an appointment. Jiang Chengyu is very clear about it. His appointments always go straight to the topic, with the main purpose of solving needs.
Kissing needs an emotional foundation, and he generally can't kiss a friend.
But Changyu is an exception.
And Chang Yu's response also made him enjoy, with hungry gasps and frantically tangled tongues, as well as the light and heavy kneading on the skin.
There are still advantages to having a larger sofa, such as making it easier to undress.
Jiang Chengyu looked at Chang Yu's body, touched it twice, straightened up and pointed at him: "Don't move."
Chang Yu didn't say a word, just put his hand behind him and grabbed a hand on his butt.
Jiang Chengyu jumped off the sofa and went to the drawer to get the angel's little raincoat.
As soon as he walked to the desk, he regretted it.
He heard Chang Yu getting off the sofa.
Sperm got careless!
Son of a bitch!
Chang Yu swept the things on the table to the ground, and when he slammed his elbow on his back again, Jiang Chengyu sincerely raised his middle finger to himself in his heart.
Jiang Chengyu, you are a big fool.
Chang Yu smashed him on his back with sincerity. He was almost out of breath when he smashed it, and the pain quickly filled his entire back from one point.
He endured the pain and threw a fist on Chang Yu's face.
But this bastard didn't even have a face to hide, he took the punch with his face and grabbed his wrist by the way.
Twist it sharply and lift it up again.
Jiang Chengyu could feel himself lying on the table like a marionette.
Done!
To be dog days.
"Jiang Chengyu," Chang Yu grabbed his wrist tightly, pressed him behind him, opened the drawer with one hand, took out the small raincoat inside, and tore one with his teeth, "I ask you. "
"Ask your mother to go." Jiang Chengyu only felt a huge pain in his shoulder, he couldn't move at all, and he didn't dare to move. He felt that if he moved one centimeter, his arm had to be removed.
"Are you upset?" Chang Yu asked behind his ear.
"You'll feel better if I fuck you." Jiang Chengyu said.
Chang Yu didn't say a word, his knees pushed between his legs, and then he pushed hard to the side, separating his legs: "Brother Chengyu, enjoy yourself."
…
The office door was knocked twice.
"What the hell!" Jiang Chengyu yelled while lying on the sofa, frowning after roaring, there was still blood in his mouth, he took a piece of paper from the coffee table and wiped it.
Uncle's blood!
And he couldn't remember whether it was bitten or beaten, anyway, the tongue and mouth were broken.
"Brother Chengyu," the waiter outside whispered, "the two groups of people in the lobby started fighting, should we call the police or..."
"What the hell are you reporting to the police! There are fights every day, why don't you call the police every day! If the police don't bother me, I'm still bothered!" Jiang Chengyu said angrily, "Ask a few people to shoot them out, or if they don't, they will be locked in the hall and beaten. !"
"Understood." The waiter responded and left.
The sound of water came from the bathroom in the back room of the office. Jiang Chengyu got up from the sofa, put on his pants, took a rubber stick from under the desk, and carried it into the back room.
Is it cool
Really cool.
so what
It's even cooler when I fuck you!
How dare you take a shower in a big way
Jiang Chengyu kicked open the bathroom door.
Chang Yu was standing under the sprinkler with his head bowed, rushing towards the water.
The figure is very good, especially when the whole body is covered with water and there is water mist all around, it is particularly attractive.
But Jiang Chengyu was not in the mood to appreciate it at this moment.
When Chang Yu turned around, the rubber stick in his hand slammed hard on Chang Yu's shoulder.
"Fuck." Chang Yu shouted in a low voice, frowning and staggering to the side, hitting the wall.
"Are you cool, baby?" Jiang Chengyu slapped him on his lap for the second time, and this time he slapped him very hard.
Chang Yu jumped abruptly, covered his leg and shouted, "Ah—"
Jiang Chengyu was very satisfied with the mixed emotions of annoyance and pain in this voice.
However, Chang Yu quickly picked up the metal shelf in the bathroom and swung it over, and the things on the shelf flew over.
Jiang Chengyu hurriedly exited the bathroom, but was still hit by the shelf on his arm.
The next scene brought Jiang Chengyu back to his youthful age.
Chang Yu rushed out of the bathroom and picked up a wine bottle he had placed on the coffee table.
Jiang Chengyu is not afraid of fighting, but he is not good at melee combat, he prefers to use weapons, but Chang Yu is obviously the opposite of him.
This man dared to face the stick when he was naked, as if he was not afraid of pain.
Jiang Chengyu's weapon soon lost its proper function, and he had to start shaking his fist with Chang Yu.
"Did I let you beat you once to calm down?" Chang Yu pinned him to the ground and pinched his neck.
"You are too naive." Jiang Chengyu pressed his knuckles against his ribs.
Chang Yu breathed a sigh of relief, the strength in his hands loosened, and Jiang Chengyu took the opportunity to pat his hand aside.
But before he could lift Chang Yu away, Chang Yu was already pressed up, pinching his neck with one hand, pressing his shoulder with the other, and pressing against his ear: "I don't know what you're thinking, but I can tell you what I'm thinking."
Jiang Chengyu did not speak.
"I just like to fuck you," Chang Yu whispered, biting on the tip of his ear, "I like it very much."
"Go away." Jiang Chengyu squeezed out a word from between his teeth.
Chang Yu stared at him for a while, then let go, got up and put on his clothes.
"Don't let me see you again." Jiang Chengyu got up from the ground and touched his neck.
"Don't you miss me?" Chang Yu said.
Jiang Chengyu hooked the corner of his mouth: "Yes."
Chang Yu opened the door of the office and walked out.
"Fuck," Jiang Chengyu took the phone and dialed a number, "follow him and ask two people to give him some small gifts."
Jiang Chengyu poured himself a glass of wine and sat on the sofa, feeling pain all over his body, and he didn't know where the injury was.
Damn it!
He took a sip of the wine, stinging as the wine slid across his tongue, frowning and trying not to spit out a sip.
Hold!
He smashed the cup to the ground.
What is this called
Not even in the mood to take a fucking shower.
He didn't know how Da Qi would deal with Chang Yu, but Chang Yu would definitely suffer. He was raised in a bar all the year round, dealing with all kinds of dissatisfaction. Chang Yu fights well, but after all, he is a cook and elegant. The western cook, the fighters are not black enough.
Just when he hesitated for a while and wanted to call Da Qi again, there was a muffled sound from outside the window, accompanied by the sound of glass cracking.
Then his car's siren went off.
Jiang Chengyu jumped from the sofa to the window, and suddenly opened the curtains, only to see a dark shadow flash past.
Very agile and athletic.
"What do you mean?" Jiang Chengyu looked at the people chasing after him, "Have you finished eating shit?"
"Let him run away," said one. "We now..."
"You guys continue to eat shit now." Jiang Chengyu said calmly.
"Brother Chengyu," several people looked at him, "he is already injured and can't run very far..."
"Get off work," Jiang Chengyu pulled the curtains, "good night."
After the man at the window left, he dialed Chang Yu's number.
After a few beeps, the other side picked it up, and Chang Yu came out in a slightly panting voice: "Check the results?"
"Are you cool?" Jiang Chengyu asked.
"Cool," Chang Yu said, "see you tomorrow, Brother Chengyu."
Jiang Chengyu cut off the phone, slammed on the sofa, and met your uncle.