Of course, Sheng Chuan couldn't see that kind of thing. He was actually a bit reserved in his bones, and he wouldn't blatantly do such shameful things. Most of the time, he was studying how to make money, and he belonged to a career-oriented man.
The premise is to ignore the fact that he left a carload of oranges on the side of the road.
Shen Yu slowly inserted his hand into his pocket and looked at him condescendingly. He was weak, but also cast a large shadow: "What are you looking at?"
Sheng Chuan was communicating with the advertising company about the design of the promotional image, and when he saw Shen Yu coming, he turned off the computer, which was not in line with his usual style. Help my uncle in my hometown talk about business."
Shen Yu's right eyebrow was raised: "What business?"
Shengchuan: "Legal business."
Shen Yu: "… "
Before Shen Yu fell ill, his temper was cunning, and after he fell ill, it was not necessarily much better. Seeing that Sheng Chuan was not telling the truth, he raised his hand to turn on the computer, but he held his hand.
Sheng Chuan leaned against the sofa, looked up at him, and asked deliberately, "Why, do you want to give me money to do business?"
When Shen Yu heard the words, he couldn't help but remember that Sheng Chuan approached him because of money, his eyes darkened, and he asked back with an unclear meaning: "Why, do you want it?"
Sheng Chuan: "Then will you give it?"
Shen Yu: "Do you think I will give it?"
Sheng Chuan: "You will give it."
Shen Yu would give it, he seemed very sure.
After Sheng Chuan finished speaking, he grabbed Shen Yu's wrist, and then pulled him into his arms. When the other party fell over, Sheng Chuan seemed to be able to see the blood dripping in his body through a layer of flesh and blood. a heart.
There are many wounds on it, Old Master Shen left one, Shen Run also left one, and the deepest one was left by Sheng Chuan.
Sheng Chuan clasped Shen Yu's hand to prevent him from moving, and whispered to his ear from behind, "But I don't want it now."
Suddenly he didn't want it anymore.
When Shen Yu heard the words, his body paused, but without turning his head, his voice suddenly softened, and he squinted his eyes: "Then what do you want?"
Sheng Chuan didn't speak, he fixedly looked at the gloomy profile, his fingertips slowly shuttled between his ink-colored hair, and traced his skeletal eyebrows inch by inch: "I'll tell you when you are healed."
He is ill, more than one person has told Shen Yu that, his fingertips trembled slightly, and he grabbed the tranquilizers that had been in his pocket, with such force that he almost crushed the pills, his breathing suddenly began to quicken, and his eyes darkened for a moment. Shen.
Sheng Chuan silently observed his mood changes, and when he found something was wrong, he grabbed his gloomy and trembling shoulders. His breath was warm, and in the cool season of late autumn, it was like a spring breeze, slowly calming the gloomy restlessness: " Do you know where I lived when I was a kid?"
Shen Yu didn't speak, his face was pale, but the throbbing on his body was not as strong as before. He saw Sheng Chuan turn on the computer, exit the interface, switch to a map, and draw a red circle on the most remote and barren place on it: " My home is here."
Sheng Chuan didn't know why, but suddenly wanted to tell him about his childhood, his voice was distant, like a lock that opened the box of memory: "That place is very poor, it's windy and sandy all year round, and it's everywhere in summer. Mosquitoes, it was unbearably cold in winter. If I went to school at that time, I would have to get out of bed before dawn, and then walk the mountain road for two hours to school…”
Sheng Chuan had never said this to anyone, and even he himself was reluctant to recall that memory. It was too bitter and too tiring. He once regarded it as a quagmire and desperately wanted to get out and climb out.
"Later, I ran out of my house. When I first arrived in a big city, I didn't know anyone, so I helped people unload the goods at the factory. I paid 2,000 yuan a month to cover food and housing. To be honest, I was very unwilling. Later... "
Poverty is all original sin.
When Sheng Chuan said this, he lowered his eyes to look at Shen Yu, but saw that the other party had been listening quietly, smiled, and then continued: "I met Shen Run later, and then you..."
After he finished speaking, he narrowed his eyes, as if remembering when he first saw Shen Yu, with his fingertips through his shirt, he unconsciously drew a circle in the shape of a small sun, flamboyant and eye-catching.
Sheng Chuan said: "I used to be sick too, but later found out that it is useless to hide, and it is useless not to admit it. It's better to get cured as soon as possible, so as not to be unhappy in the rest of my life."
After he finished speaking, he hooked the gloomy tail finger, pulled it gently, and said seriously: "I won't lie to you in the future."
Hearing this, Shen Yu squinted at him, his eyes were black and white, very aggressive: "If you say you don't cheat, you won't cheat, why should I believe you?"
Bad temper.
Sheng Chuan snorted, with a half-smile but not a smile: "Do you believe it or not."
Shen Yu sneered, did not answer, got up and walked to the desk, intending to continue with the unfinished business just now, but before he could sit down, he was suddenly pushed against the edge of the table from behind, and his upper body lost his balance and threw himself directly on him. On the table, even the documents fell down a few times.
In addition to him, Sheng Chuan is the culprit in this room.
Shen Yu was pinned down and couldn't stand up straight. Angrily, he supported the table and whispered angrily, "Sheng Chuan!"
No one answered him, a strong arm wrapped around his waist, and untied the belt around his waist in three or two strokes, Shen Yu instantly understood what Sheng Chuan wanted to do, and struggled for a moment: "This is the study room!"
Sheng Chuan took out the hem of his pure black shirt, revealing a flexible and slender waist, with a clear contrast between black and white, and his voice was calm and serious, provided he ignored the fox-like smile in his eyes: "Oh? That's right, try."
Shen Yu snorted and didn't know what to say, but it must be swear words, the kind of 18th generation of people's ancestors.
The desk was cold, and Shen Yu had to lie on it, uncomfortable and tight, and scratched Shengchuan twice, and when his temper came up, the king and Laozi didn't want to care: "I don't!"
Sheng Chuan turned him over, put a warm palm behind his head, and asked deliberately, "You don't? You don't?"
Shen Yu's eyes were red, his body was paralyzed, and he couldn't speak. Sheng Chuan's warm tongue slowly brushed his eyebrows, eyes and lips, and ignited everywhere, but he was blocked by the piles of documents and couldn't do it. He wanted to push away these obstacles. Something, looked at Shen Yu, and asked for his opinion: "I just threw it away?"
Shen Yu's eyes turned red, like a dehydrated fish, with only the power left to struggle. Hearing this, he managed to gather a touch of sanity, and swept all the documents to the ground with a slam, then clenched Sheng Chuan's shoulders in a low voice. Scolding: "Fuck you, don't stay in the study if you have the ability."
Sheng Chuan kissed his thin lips forcefully, and then bit it deliberately, as if to punish his stinky temper, unfastened his gloomy tie, and wrapped it around his fair and slender neck, with a low voice: "I didn't try anyway. Yes, try it once."
Of course, if it feels good, there will be a second and third.
Sheng Chuan resorted to all means, deliberately tossing him, Shen Yu’s voice was hoarse, he wrapped his arms around Sheng Chuan’s neck with trembling hands, tightened his fingertips, leaving red scratches on it, which is typical of himself. It doesn't make him feel better either.
Sheng Chuan only felt a burning pain in the back of his neck. He gasped for air, and then laughed: "If you do it once, you'll have to go to half your life. Why don't you learn how good you were when you were in the hotel last time."
The cold desk was covered with heat, and he was lying on it sullenly and weakly, his chest heaving up and down, his ink-colored hair soaked with sweat, covering the look of the bottom of his eyes. He lifted his eyelids and looked at Sheng Chuan with a sneer: "Good? How good?"
The pure black shirt was still loosely draped over him, Shen Yu raised his hand and grabbed Sheng Chuan's tie, forcing him to get closer to him, looked at him quietly for a moment, suddenly lowered his head and bit his sleeve, and then said with a confused and deceitful look. : "Achuan..."
Shengchuan: "… "
Oh shit.
Sheng Chuan was expressionless, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, he took him into his arms with force, and walked directly to the sofa with the person in his arms, but the gloomy play was not over, biting his sleeves with a pitiful appearance, foolishly calling his name: "A Chuan... "
Sheng Chuan seemed to be back at the hotel that night, no matter how he bullied the person under him, the other party would not struggle, he would only cry with red eyes, whimper and pant, and then simply call his name ignorantly.
The wild hope in the bottom of my heart suddenly broke through the ground and overwhelmed everything in an instant.
Sheng Chuan's eyes were a little scarlet, as if he was going to devour someone into his belly, and he couldn't hold on to the depression anymore, and his voice was broken and into tune, he heard Sheng Chuan whispering his name in his ear in a trance.
"Ayu..."
again and again.
"Ayu..."
The tip of the tongue seems to be hiding all kinds of affection, but it can't be spit out, so I have to pour it all into these two words.
"Ayu..."
In the end, Sheng Chuan put all his weight on him, as if his brain was hot for a while, he kissed the dull and white earlobe, and said vaguely: "I like whatever you look like..."
As soon as the words came out, it was not only Shen Yu, but even Sheng Chuan himself was stunned. He paused, froze and did not move. After a while, he lowered his eyes to look at Shen Yu, his chest heaving up and down: "..."
Shen Yu was also looking at him, the gloom on his face faded, the ignorance faded, and he couldn't tell what his expression was. Sheng Chuan raised his hand and gently held his face. He didn't move for a long time, but he could see a bit of inexplicable nervousness. , even Shen Yu held his breath.
The sunlight from outside the window poured into the room, illuminating the absurd mess just now. Documents were scattered on the ground, clothes were scattered everywhere, and the dust danced in the air, and finally fell gently, returning to silence.
Sheng Chuan dropped a light kiss on Shen Yu's lips, just like that, without any other movement, gently licking his bones, but it seemed to be more intimate than what he did just now.
After a long while, Sheng Chuan moved, he kissed Shen Yu's already red lips, adding a moist and magnificent color, the sun just fell on them impartially, and Shen Yu's dark eyes also fell into light-colored ones. Broken light, like when they first met, as Sheng Chuan thought, the other party is like a sun, dazzling and warm.
Shen Yu was in a state of mischief, lowered his eyes in response to Sheng Chuan's kiss, his movements were slight, with a little probing and a little precaution, and the result was that he was hugged even tighter by the other party.
Sheng Chuan's voice was hoarse, adding a sense of intoxication, making people blush and heartbeat: "Ayu..."
Shen Yu was inexplicably nervous, and unconsciously bit his sleeve.
The author has something to say: #playing silly sequelae#
Others pretend to be stupid: Aba Aba Aba
President Shen pretending to be stupid: bite the sleeve, bite the sleeve, or bite the sleeve