After Dawn (Bing Kuai'er)

After Li Luo asked Deng Liang to fetch the spare suit jacket in the car, he delivered it to Su Zhi himself, and even draped it on her shoulders considerately.

Duan Mingyang watched quietly from the side, his eyes were fixed on the newly bought ring on his hand, it was dim and obvious, and he was obviously displeased.

Li Luo only thought that his paranoid desire for monopoly had flared up again, and turned a blind eye to all this, chatting with Su Zhi and walking towards the venue.On the way, I ran into a few female stars who had worked together before, and chatted casually. When we parted, those female stars smiled sweetly and said, "We will cooperate again next time."

"Mr. Li is so popular." Su Zhi joked, "I also want to learn from you how to make people laugh."

"If Ms. Su learns it, your aloof goddess persona will collapse." Li Luo glanced at the people beside him, "Besides, what's the use of learning it? If you can laugh, you can laugh without being teased, and you can't You’re laughing, no matter how good your skills are, it’s useless.”

Su Zhi followed his gaze, smiled and said, "Are you explaining Yang in the second half of the sentence? In fact, Ming Yang didn't stop smiling at all in high school."

Li Luo was surprised: "Have you seen it?"

"You don't need to tell him so much." Duan Mingyang's voice cut in unexpectedly.

Li Luo choked back: "I'm talking to Miss Su, what's none of your business?"

"You guys are talking about me."

"So what? It's not something shameful, let's talk about what's wrong, Mr. Duan is too stingy, right?"

"Is there anything to talk about, haven't you seen it?"

"I haven't seen it before." Li Luo was inexplicable, "You put on a bad face all day long, when did you ever smile in front of me?"

Duan Mingyang pursed his lips, and his face suddenly sank: "Mr. Li's memory is indeed very bad. What he said and what he saw, he forgot in a blink of an eye."

Hearing what he said, Li Luo really thought about whether he had missed some parts, but after thinking about it for a while, he was still sure that Duan Mingyang hadn't laughed, and couldn't help muttering: "You are delusional..."

Duan Mingyang's face was livid, and he stopped talking.

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Su Zhi quickly smoothed things over: "Okay, Ming Yang, Mr. Li is not an outsider, so what's the point of talking about it?"

She was not afraid of Duan Mingyang at all, and then said to Li Luo: "I used to think that Ming Yang was quite fierce. At that time, many girls in school liked him and dared not chase him. Then one day, I was cleaning after school and went back late. I heard a kitten meowing in the flower bed, ran over to have a look, and guess what I saw?"

Li Luo: "Is he abusing cats?"

"...No." Su Zhi was a little speechless, "Ming Yang is not as bad as you think, he is feeding the cat milk, just squatting on the ground and watching quietly, when he heard my voice, he turned his head and smiled special Tenderness, I was very impressed."

After hearing this, Li Luo didn't change his expression, and answered dryly: "That surprised me."

At this time, just as Su Zhi's manager came to look for her, she walked into the venue first.Most of the guests were already present, waiting for the dinner to start, and only the two of them stood in the almost deserted passage, staring at each other silently.

Li Luo put on a playful smile: "President Duan still has a tender side."

"Look at the little things and be good."

"That's right. Mr. Duan always likes cute and sensible 'little things'. I don't know what's wrong now. He doesn't even pick people like me."

"Mr. Li is always provocative and testing me like this. What exactly is he trying to get out of me?"

Li Luo looked innocent: "How can I?"

Duan Mingyang's eyes moved down, and became as dark as in the lounge just now.

"If I'm not mistaken, this is the brand endorsed by Jiang Liushen, right? Mr. Li wearing this ring, isn't it provocative?"

Following his gaze, Li Luo saw the shiny new ring on his left ring finger and raised his hand: "This? It's just for fun, I bought it myself."

Duan Mingyang: "It seems that Jiang Liushen didn't take you seriously, and the brand he endorsed actually asked you to spend money to buy it."

"Yeah, I'm so pitiful, he didn't even give me one." Li Luo smiled, "Why don't Mr. Duan give me one?"

Duan Mingyang glanced at him, and said lightly, "Yes."

"Then I want the same style in your hand."

"No."

"why?"

"Because this one belongs to the person I love." He paused for half a second, "And the person who loves me."

Li Luo seemed to have been stabbed by a needle: "Tch, don't agree if you can't do it."

"Except for this one, everything else is fine."

The implied meaning is probably: Except love, everything else can be given.

But all he wants is love.

"That's fine." Li Luo said.

"...Why does Mr. Li want this one in my hand?" Duan Mingyang turned the ring at the root of his finger, as if he was unscrewing some kind of temptation mechanism. As long as he is willing to answer, he can get the reward he dreamed of.

It seems that this is always the case between them, provoking each other, testing each other, tireless.

After that night, the original pure confrontation gradually turned into a subtle confrontation. It seemed that everyone wanted to force the other party to admit that they had surrendered their sincerity first, so as to show their absolute dominance in this relationship and show off to the other party:

Look, haven't I played with you?

He didn't give Duan Mingyang this chance.

"Let me just say, who would really want it. This ring doesn't look like a big-name design, it only costs tens of thousands of yuan, right? It's a wedding ring anyway, Mr. Duan is too stingy."

Acid water flowed from the pierced heart, and Li Luo's tone was unconsciously vicious: "Is your fiancée not too shabby? If I receive this kind of wedding ring, I will be so angry."

Duan Mingyang's movements froze, and he raised his eyes to look at him, the light in his eyes froze into ice.

"Is this ring...shabby?" he asked.

"What do you mean, Mr. Duan who is worth hundreds of millions? Even my casually bought ring costs tens of thousands. You have the nerve to give this kind of cheap thing to your fiancée. No wonder you didn't get married."

Duan Mingyang's lips tightened, as if he was angry, he tried hard to take off the ring, but when he reached the second joint, he suddenly stopped, hesitated for a few seconds, and pushed the ring back again.

"Is Mr. Li jealous?"

Without waiting for Li Luo to answer, he suddenly took a step forward, slammed his hand, grabbed the man in front of him by the throat and pushed him against the wall!

"But jealousy is not a reason to speak evil words. If you let me hear such words again, you will bear the consequences."

Li Luo bumped his back against the hard wall, took a "hiss-" breath, was forced to raise his head, looked down, and looked at the person in front of him with difficulty.

So familiar, yet so strange.

Once upon a time, no matter how indifferent this person looked, he would take him to bed to sleep, buy him a new wallet with his part-time job money, take him to see his mother, and tell him to be responsible.

At that time, he really felt that Duan Mingyang had only built a hard shell to protect himself, but his heart was actually soft.

But now, with a promise to others on his hands, this man was choking his throat and threatening him with a stern voice.

It turns out that what is soft is the surface, the bait that lures him into the urn.Duan Mingyang's overtures to him were like a trap with a layer of turf, he plunged into it hotly, fell on the copper wall and iron wall, and was smashed to pieces.

At this moment, Duan Mingyang's hands were not strong enough to cause him pain or suffocation, but he felt that he was slowly dying.

That big hand grabbed not only his throat, but also his gradually cooling and numb heart.

"Why should I be jealous?" Li Luo smiled at him, "Mr. Duan, please make up your mind. Don't always imagine yourself as a heartthrob. Not everyone wants to be your fiancee."

"I don't know if others think about it, but I think Mr. Li does."

"Where did you get your confidence?"

"Based on my feeling, and—" Duan Mingyang touched his left hand, "this ring."

The two hands touched, the body temperature passed, Duan Mingyang's fingertips lightly brushed the back of his hand, and then, the slender fingers slowly and firmly inserted into his finger joints, and held his ten fingers, touching the skin.

In an instant, a slight electric current surged up, triggering a secret and innocent throbbing.

Li Luo secretly scolded himself for being worthless, the remnants of the internal fire that were blown away like dead ashes just now were lit again and flickered and glowed.

Duan Mingyang has made great progress in teasing him.

"What can a ring say..." He refused to admit it.

"Mr. Li, duplicity is sometimes fun, but if you talk too much, it becomes boring."

Duan Mingyang leaned close to him, let go of the hand that was pinching his throat, without leaving a red mark, but still caressed his neck with pity, bowed his head and kissed him, his lips moved upwards, brushing against his earlobe, leaving A warm tingling sensation.

"If you think my ring is shabby...then I can buy you a more expensive one, as long as you are more obedient and honest."

The hot air entered his ears, half of Li Luo's body became numb, his heartbeat accelerated unconsciously, he swallowed, and asked, "Where will I wear it after I buy it?"

When Duan Mingyang heard this, he clasped his ring with the heels of his middle finger and ring finger with his clasped hands, and with a single force, it fell off.

"It's right here."

He held it back again, sandwiching his ring finger which no longer had a ring, and rubbing it against the skin, ambiguously.

"This position should be mine."

Not to be outdone, Li Luo took his hand instead and scratched his palm: "Why is it yours?"

"Because you are mine."

Duan Mingyang confiscated his ring, put it in his pocket, and raised his hand to hook the long hair that fell down on the side of his cheek behind his ear.His eyes were heavy, as if he was looking at one of his collections carefully, carefully checking for flaws.

"The hair is too long, it can be cut."

Li Luo chuckled: "Mr. Duan wants to play the bossy president in front of me and order me. Let's save it. I have played the bossy boss for more years than you, and the routine is very clear."

"It's not an order, it's a request."

"That's not okay, my hair has always been this length." Li Luo waved his hand away, "Someone said they like the way I have long hair."

The hand that gently held the long hair tightened suddenly.

"Then does he still like it now?"

"I don't like it anymore." Li Luo looked at him, as if he suddenly remembered something, "In this way, it seems that he never said that he likes me. It seems that I am self-indulgent."

Duan Mingyang seemed to be quite satisfied with his "self-confident sentimentality", he relaxed and said, "In this case, it's better for Mr. Li to cut it."

Li Luo smiled and said, "Wait until the day I give up completely, right now... I think there is still some hope."

The voices of several staff members came from the corner of the passage, echoing from far to near, and they were walking in their direction.Li Luo immediately pressed against Duan Mingyang's chest and pushed him away.

"Let's go, Mr. Duan, if you don't enter the venue, the only empty seat between us will look very suspicious."

"Except for Jiang Liushen and Su Zhi, no one knows that we know each other."

"Isn't it because I'm afraid that Jiang Liushen will find out?"

If Jiang Liushen knew that the two of them were alone, he might make fun of him.

Li Luo had already moved towards the venue, and then turned around and asked, "Hey, you moved Liu Yuyan away, why didn't you move me and Jiang Liushen away? Didn't you feel bad looking at him? ?”

Duan Mingyang followed, and stopped for a moment as he walked past him, staring straight ahead: "I just want you to recognize the reality."

Li Luo looked at his leaving back inexplicably.

Recently, Duan...seems to be getting more and more unpredictable.

After a while, every word was stabbed, piercing his internal organs so hard that his blood was almost drained, and his whole body was cold.After a while, she gently licked his wound again, teasing him ambiguously and affectionately, trying to lure him into submission, but never gave him a word of promise.

what is this?A slap in the face and then some candy?Do you want to train him to be an obedient pet?Duan scumbag's skill has improved again.

But he still likes it.

Maybe it's because Duan Mingyang never took the initiative to approach him before, every time he touches, he begs, tricks, and seduces him. Now that he is so close to him suddenly, even if he knows the motive is not pure, it is really hard to hide his heartbeat. .

Still the same sentence, people who have been thirsty for a long time will be grateful to God when they get a little raindrop.

Even if it is clear that there will be a heavy rain in the sky.

He loves Duan Mingyang's gift now, and also hates Duan Mingyang's usual stinginess.

If one day Duan Mingyang can pour all his heart and soul into pouring down a torrential rain for him, he would be more than willing to let him kneel on the ground and fall at his feet to take over.

Everyone said that he was arrogant, but in love, he was clearly humbled before.