President Jiang is a standard upper-class person. He never imagined that one day he would be able to grab steamed buns with his bare hands and drink beer from a bowl.
That's a bowl, a bowl for eating rice and soup, and it can also be used to drink beer
The weather is really hot, and there will be a slight cool breeze at night. However, once the hot dishes are eaten, a layer of sweat will be aroused immediately. Zongyuan put down his chopsticks and rolled up the clothes on his lower abdomen, revealing a neatly arranged, sexy and firm six-pack belly Muscles, and there is fine sweat on the abdominal muscles, which looks like a model who is going to take a hard photo.
Jiang Shengyan glanced at it, and the steamed buns almost fell off the table, "What are you doing?" You actually showed your flesh in front of the public.
Zong Yuan continued to sandwich the vegetables, "to dissipate heat."
Chen Hongmei glanced at Zong Yuan reproachfully, "Son, dress well, there are guests here."
Jiang Shengyan was suddenly upset, but before he had time to delve into this emotion, Zong Yuan looked him up and down, "Boss Jiang is not hot"
Jiang Shengyan wore a black jacket and black trousers, and a pair of leather boots on his feet. He was refreshing and didn't feel sweaty at all. "It's not hot, I can withstand heat."
Zong Yuan sighed, "Very good."
The most difficult thing after coming here is the heat.
Heart-scratching heat.
Jiang Shengyan was full and happy. He took out his wallet and took out a thick stack of big red banknotes, "Ms. Chen, my nanny hasn't come these two days, so I'll come to your house first to grab a meal. This is the meal." money, can you?"
Chen Hongmei and Zong Xiaomo looked at each other, "It's not good, big boss, we grow these things at home, and they are not worth much. If you want to eat them, come anytime, don't give them away. You even gave us a bottle of perfume earlier."
Jiang Shengyan, "One size fits one size."
He put the money on the table, but when he reached back, he turned over a plate of steamed buns. The fried golden buns fell all over the floor, and another piece fell on Zong Yuan, who was sitting with his legs crossed. on the crotch fabric.
Jiang Shengyan was stunned for a moment, reached out to pick it up reflexively, and said, "I'm sorry."
His hand was held by Zong Yuan, and his nails were about to touch the skin of the steamed bun. The veins on Zong Yuan's forehead popped up, "You can't fucking just sit still."
Only then did Jiang Shengyan realize that he was half bent over to pick up the steamed buns on Zongyuan's crotch, but his hand was about to touch the piece of cloth that was already stained with oil.
Chen Hongmei and Zong Xiaomo looked at their posture strangely.
Jiang Shengyan's face turned blue and red, embarrassing, "You can't fucking talk well"
His fingertips contracted, and he struggled hard, "Let me go."
Zong Yuan let him go, stood up with a cold face, the steamed bun slipped off his body, and there was an obvious square outline of oil stains on that spot.
Jiang Shengyan looked at the oil stain several times inexplicably, his lips were tense.
The two women next to me were puzzled, why did this happen all of a sudden
Zong Yuan knew that he was in a bad mood recently, and this time he really vented his anger. He stretched out his hand and brushed the area, frowning, "I'll go change a pair of pants, and I'll take you back when I come out."
Jiang Shengyan, "I don't need your delivery."
He impatiently kicked the ground with his heel, Yu Guang followed Zong Yuan into the room, and left without getting up.
Zong Yuan changed his pants and came out, "Let's go."
President Jiang followed behind him with a sullen face.
Zong Yuan said, "I shouldn't have talked to you like that, I apologize."
Jiang Shengyan held back, "It's not my fault."
For such a big man and such a successful first half of his life, he hasn't been as angry as he has been these few days.
Zong Yuan pressed his temple, "I apologize."
The country road was very muddy, and it rained heavily a few days ago. Jiang Shengyan followed Zong Yuan with one deep foot and one shallow foot. There was more and more mud on the soles of his feet, and he could not lift it. A stone in the mud fell forward unsteadily.
He fell firmly into the arms of Zong Yuan who was rescued, Zong Yuan frowned tightly, "Can you watch the road?"
Jiang Shengyan wanted to stand firm, but the mud under his feet was as thick as a brick and almost made him fall again, "The stone is under the mud, how can I see it?"
Zong Yuan raised his eyes and saw that the muddy land was still about ten meters away. He told Jiang Shengyan, "Hold it well."
Then half-bent, taking advantage of Jiang Shengyan's unpreparedness, he carried him on his shoulders.
"" Jiang Shengyan stomped his long legs indiscriminately, "You fucking put me down"
His face was facing Zong Yuan's back, and the mermaid line was right in front of his eyes. He was dizzy and his head was bleeding, "I'm dizzy"
Zong Yuan firmly fixed his legs, "Shut up, I'll be right there."
With a distance of more than ten seconds, Jiang Shengyan had the heart to kill Zong Yuan. When he was put down, he didn't even slow down. He glared at him fiercely and said cruel words, "Fuck you wait for me"
Zong Yuan glanced at him, "Open your mouth and shut up and fuck around, who do you want to fuck?"
Jiang Shengyan choked, "None of your business."
Zong Yuan glanced at him, did not speak, took out a cigarette and lit it, and continued to lead him forward, "You came to Pear Village alone."
Jiang Shengyan was disdainful, "Why, you think I'm easy to deal with by myself"
Zong Yuan then asked, "Who is the nanny you are talking about?"
"Aunt Lin," Jiang Shengyan said, "you are checking your household registration."
There are quite a few people surnamed Lin in this village, Zong Yuan perfunctorily said to Jiang Shengyan, "Let's get to know each other and be friends."
He held a cigarette slantedly with his fingertips and handed it to Jiang Shengyan. His fingers were slender and had thick calluses. When they touched Jiang Shengyan's hands, they would feel an itch to scratch his heart.
Jiang Shengyan's face softened, "I don't make friends with moody people."
Zong Yuan held a cigarette butt between his teeth, Jiang Shengyan thought, why is this hillbilly's teeth so white, Zong Yuan said, "Then you don't even like yourself?"
"" Jiang Shengyan didn't understand, and frowned, "What do you mean?"
How did this guy become the president.
Zong Yuan suppressed a smile, "It's nothing, you only have Aunt Lin who is coming in a few days at home."
Jiang Shengyan replied, "There is also Uncle Wang who bought me electrical supplies in town y."
The one surnamed Wang, Zong Yuan thought, "Do you know anyone else in this village?"
Jiang Shengyan stopped in his tracks and looked at him strangely, "What else do you want to ask?"
A gust of wind blew past, and the leaves and branches covered Jiang Shengyan's face. He spat out the sand that had blown into his mouth a few times, and pointed a black face against a bird's nest.
Zong Yuan kindly removed the leaves on top of his head, President Jiang's temper is so irritable, his hair is surprisingly soft.
Someone passing by hurriedly said, "A Yuan, why are you here?"
Zong Yuan put down his hand, "Uncle Zhang, I will accompany Boss Jiang home, he doesn't know the way."
Jiang Shengyan rolled his eyes.
Uncle Zhang walked over, bent over, rubbed his rough hands, with leeks still on his teeth, "Hey, this is the big boss who just arrived today"
A smelly and fishy smell from his body penetrated into Jiang Shengyan's nose all of a sudden, Jiang Shengyan was so nauseated that he almost couldn't spit it out, Zong Yuan pulled him back and said calmly, "Uncle Zhang, let's go first. "
He put one hand on Jiang Shengyan's shoulder, and he was much taller than Jiang Shengyan. When President Jiang raised his head, he bumped into his armpit, ""
He tried to push Zong Yuan away with both hands, Zong Yuan had a headache, and he yelled in a low voice, "Be more obedient, you didn't see that he was still staring at you"
The hot breath mixed with the smell of sweat rushed towards Jiang Shengyan.
President Jiang's focus is wrong, "Are you showing off that you don't have body odor?"
He raised his hand and put his armpit under Zong Yuan's tall nose, his eyes were full of arrogance, "Oh, I didn't expect it, I didn't either."
Zong Yuan was stunned for a moment, and forcefully choked out a foul word, "Fuck."
Jiang Shengyan curled his lips, "Be serious, why is he staring at me?"
He looked back, and there was a vague black shadow standing there, as if he was still watching this way. Jiang Shengyan remembered the disgusting smell, and the disgusted expression on his face said, "I know him."
Zong Yuan let him go cleanly, "An old ruffian who goes around stealing things, you'd better stay away from him next time."
Jiang Shengyan snorted softly, "He dares."
Zong Yuan sent him to Jiang Shengyan's old house, "Don't come out at night."
Just as Jiang Shengyan wanted to get angry at his commanding tone, he saw Zong Yuan turning his head back.
With broad shoulders and narrow hips, a slender figure, and loosely tied trousers, every step has a taste that others can't walk out of.
Full of anger.
Jiang Shengyan took out the cigarette that Zong Yuan gave him in his pocket, and held it dryly in his mouth, a strong puff of smoke rushed into his throat, causing him to cough several times.
The smoke is really strong.