In view of Zhuang Feiyu's driving speed, even if they were the first batch of cars to leave, they would be the last batch when they arrived at the destination.
Tables were set up in the hall, and the three of them naturally entered the private room. Guan Haoyu followed behind the two of them, and was dragged away by someone before he sat down on the bench.
The person who pulled him away had a look of resentment, "Will it depend on the timing, you, you have to know how not to be a light bulb when someone is in love!"
The table in the private room is a big round table, and the seats are all leaders. Naturally, Zhuang Feiyu took the main seat, and the group of people next to him tacitly left only one seat, and Young Master Guan was dragged away like this. to the corner position.
Zong Yuan naturally sat next to Zhuang Feiyu. Zhuang Feiyu gave him a fishy look, but said nothing, and sat inside to give him some space.
The people at the table were all talkative and playful, but they knew that Zhuang Feiyu didn't like drinking, so they all focused on Zong Yuan, cup after cup with the intention of getting him drunk.
Zong Yuan didn't refuse anyone, he seemed to be in a good mood, when someone toasted him a glass, he would return the toast, and after a round, he didn't seem to be drunk at all.
Zhuang Feiyu pursed his thin lips tighter and tighter.
When a department manager was about to approach him with a glass of wine to make fun of him, he suddenly felt a chill. He turned his head and looked in horror, "!!!" Damn it! Why does the boss look like he wants to stew me!
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Zhuang Feiyu withdrew his frightening gaze, raised his hand to grab Zong Yuan's wrist, and said coldly, "Don't drink."
Zong Yuan put down the wine glass smoothly, "Listen to you."
He grabbed Zhuang Feiyu's hand with his back, and Zhuang Feiyu struggled meaningfully, then stopped struggling, and showed a rare smile with a hint of spring breeze blowing on his face.
People who accidentally see it can't wait to poke their eyes!
Can falling in love make a perverted boss look like this? !
What the hell!
Zong Yuan and Zhuang Feiyu held hands sweating, Zong Yuan suddenly let go and stood up, "I'm going to the bathroom."
Zhuang Feiyu looked at the empty hands and was silent for a few seconds, suddenly feeling a little empty in his heart, he walked out in a deep voice, "I'll go out and lay down."
Zong Yuan had just zipped up his trousers, when a man wearing a waiter's clothes next to him whistled profusely, "Handsome guy, let's make friends?"
Zong Yuan washed his hands, "Sorry sir, I'm not interested in you."
"Don't be like this," the man next to him smiled, "It's okay to exchange the phone number first."
This man looks good. He just saw this handsome guy go to the bathroom in the corridor, and after following him, he really liked him, "Handsome guy, are you still with me?"
Zhuang Feiyu heard this sentence as soon as he arrived at the door of the bathroom, and he was so angry that he sneered, "Who says he has no company?"
He walked in with long legs, grabbed Zong Yuan and pulled him back, with icebergs and anger hidden in his eyes, "Get lost."
This rage was so frightening that the waiter walked out with his head down in fright.
Zhuang Feiyu closed the door firmly, and then turned the lock, "Zong Yuan, there are people who like you everywhere, are you happy?"
Such a tone!
Zong Yuan was stared at by Zhuang Feiyu's eyes, and he answered the wrong question, "What do you want to do when you close the door?"
Zhuang Feiyu shook off his hand, and smiled angrily, "Change the subject?"
"..." Zong Yuan stepped forward and hugged him, Zhuang Feiyu mercilessly elbowed behind him, "Don't fucking want to hug me, a playful person!"
He thought Zong Yuan would dodge, so he was merciless with this blow, but to his surprise, this blow actually hit Zong Yuan, and he could still hear Zong Yuan's muffled groan.
Zhuang Feiyu panicked all of a sudden, he turned around in a hurry, his hands were at a loss, he didn't know where the hit was, "How are you?"
"It hurts, it hurts," Zong Yuan leaned on Zhuang Feiyu with a bitter face, "Honey, do you want to murder your husband?"
"Nonsense!" The flustered expression on Zhuang Feiyu's face flashed across, he managed to calm down, put Zong Yuan's arm on his shoulder, "Shut up, I'll take you to the hospital!"
Zong Yuan's feet were as firm as a rock, his breath became weaker and weaker, and his voice became lower and lower, "Baby, Feiyu, do you not like me?"
The aggrieved tone made Zhuang Feiyu's eyes blush. He never expected that his blow would be so serious. It was the first time in thirty-five years that he was so disturbed by Zong Yuan's performance. He hugged Zong Yuan and buried him in his arms. The soreness in the pit of the neck was almost uncontrollable, "I like you, I like you very much, I don't hate you, you will be fine."
Messy and incoherent.
Zong Yuan felt joyful and at the same time felt a little guilty. He didn't expect that his shrewd and capable lover would easily believe his clumsy acting skills. He patted Zhuang Feiyu's hair and said softly: "Feiyu, I'm fine now." .”
Zhuang Feiyu was taken aback, then looked up at him blankly, "Are you okay?"
Zong Yuan exaggeratedly exclaimed, "That's right, seeing Fei Yu so sad, I suddenly couldn't feel any pain in my body."
Zhuang Feiyu pursed his lips, grasped Zong Yuan's shirt hem with both hands, and said stubbornly, "Show me where it was hit."
Zong Yuan led his hand to lift up his clothes, tight and bare skin exposed inch by inch, Zong Yuan took Zhuang Feiyu's hand to touch his abdomen, "Feiyu, I'm fine."
I couldn't see anything clearly from this angle, and the clothes were tightly covering it. Zhuang Feiyu thought, could it be that he hit him hard, and Zong Yuan just wanted to prevent him from feeling guilty
The more he thought about it, the more he gritted his teeth, pushed Zong Yuan onto the sink, walked up to Zong Yuan, squatted down, and pushed his clothes up with both hands, for fear of missing a little bruise.
This posture is really too ambiguous.
Zhuang Feiyu's head was very close to Zong Yuan's lower abdomen, he couldn't see anything on this piece of skin, he frowned and raised his head, "Is it this piece?"
He didn't wait for Zong Yuan's answer, and tried to move his hands up, left, left, right, and right from his clothes, and Zong Yuan suddenly snorted, "Don't move."
Zhuang Feiyu thought he had found a wound, and was about to teach Zong Yuan a lesson about his dishonesty, but he felt something poking his chin, what, what
Zhuang Feiyu had some thoughts in his mind, he looked down slowly, his face flushed instantly.
Zhuang Feiyu stood up abruptly, trying to be calm, "Since you are fine, go out."
Zong Yuan pointed to his big brother who was not up to date, "You want me to go out like this?"
"Then, what should I do..." Zhuang Feiyu spoke very quickly, "Anyway, I won't help you."
Day, my lover in this world, is he so upright
Zong Yuan was in a mixed mood, feeling lost and relieved at the same time. He washed his face with cold water, "It's okay, it will be fine in a while."
Then Zhuang Feiyu stood and looked at him like this, Zong Yuan tried to divert his attention from chatting with him, when the chat got to the point where Zhuang Feiyu suddenly said, "It hasn't gone down yet..."
Soon baby.
… Um? Are you following it
Zhuang Feiyu turned his face away, his profile looked handsome and reliable, he asked, "Do you need me to help you?"
"..." Zong Yuan tentatively replied, "Of course you can if you want."
Zhuang Feiyu sullenly, beeping as he walked over, "I'm just worried that people will misunderstand if I come out for too long."
Absolutely, definitely not because of my own thinking!
Zhuang Feiyu maintained his character design, and he stretched out a hand coldly, "Is one hand enough?"
Zong Yuan hugged him into his arms, and kissed his forehead, then the center of eyebrows, eyes, and bridge of nose, "What do you say, baby?"
Then kissed his long-awaited lips unceremoniously.
As soon as the secretary was half full, the phone started buzzing and vibrating. Zhuang Feiyu sent her a message: "Take them to sing after dinner, and I will reimburse you when I come back. Zong Yuan and I will go first."
The two go first? Didn't they all go to the bathroom? Could it be...
Well, I really want to know what happened...
Zhuang Feiyu was sitting obediently in the co-pilot's seat at this time, Zong Yuan drove the car out of the speed of a racing car, Zhuang Feiyu frowned, "Drive slowly."
Zong Yuan gritted his teeth, "Honey, as long as you take your hands away, I won't be in such a hurry."
Zhuang Feiyu stopped talking, he touched the little Yuanyuan in his hand, and looked at Zongyuan monkey anxiously contentedly.
For what's to come... at his age, young people will always put him in a comfortable position, right
He just checked it out, don't worry, he will play the role of "husband" well.
period, look forward to.
Guan Haoyu got drunk and picked someone up, "Take me home, hiccup."
Trembling, he sent my clerk, "Okay, okay, Mr. Guan, where is your home?"
The passing secretary said lightly, "Take him to your house to stay overnight, he has no place to stay tonight."
"Ah, ah, oh... well..."
Secretary: Hidden merit and fame.
Early the next morning, the doorbell of the villa kept ringing, and Guan Haoyu yelled pitifully outside the door, "Brother Zhuang!!! Brother Zhuang!"
So poor QAQ.
Zhuang Feiyu lay on the bed and pushed Zongyuan, his voice was hoarse and full of lust, "Go and open the door..."
Zong Yuan got out of bed, "Damn, who came early in the morning?"
The two of them didn't go to bed until close to five o'clock last night, Zong Yuan had to go to bed even later, he had to change the sheets and quilt, and he had to carry Zhuang Feiyu to clean up... Cough, he only slept for more than an hour.
Guan Haoyu complained when the door opened, "Brother Zhuang! You don't hurt me anymore! Hey, Doctor Zong?"
Zong Yuan opened the door and walked to the room, not forgetting to yell at Guan Haoyu, "Did Yu hurt you?"
"Don't think you can call me just because you are handsome! Ahh! Wait, you, you went to the wrong bedroom, that's brother Zhuang's room!"
Zong Yuan opened the door of Zhuang Feiyu's room, and before Guan Haoyu could look inside, he slammed the door shut tightly.
A gust of wind from the door exposed a lot of things, this kind of smell that any man must know... Fuck! ! ! Guan Haoyu blushed because of his brain.
My brain is going to explode!
He took out his mobile phone and quickly posted a circle of friends: Shocked! Thirty-five-year-old brother broke up with a man last night! What should I do? Wait online!
He was still digesting the news with a flushed face when his phone vibrated.
I saw a lonely comment under this circle of friends.
Uncle Zhuang: Oh, I see.
ORZ.
Brother Zhuang, I'm sorry for your TAT.
The author has something to say: Hahaha, parents are coming! In addition, there will be no honest reception, no, no, no...
This is a chapter of purity! A chapter with nothing!
This world is coming to an end~