Love him deep into bone marrow Jian Hanfeng Chengyou

The sky was getting dark, and the neon lights on the street began to flicker, colorful and beautiful.

Cars sped past on the road one by one, and the pedestrians passing by had their own directions. Only the little fool who was left there was so dazed that he didn't know where to go.

The wind blew on the skin through the gaps in the sweater, and it was extremely cold. Cheng Wen hugged the food bucket in his arms tightly, bowed his shoulders slightly, and looked thinner and thinner, like a puppy abandoned by its owner, wandering on the street Destination go.

I don't know how long I walked and how many traffic lights I passed. It seems that I have arrived at a bustling commercial street. The restaurants and shops nearby are all the kind of high-end and expensive places that Cheng Wen never dared to enter. Qing took him there twice.

He ate a piece of dry bread at noon, and his stomach was already very hungry, and he felt a little pain from throbbing. He casually found a bench by the side of the road and sat down. bucket.

The first layer is clam mushroom soup, the second layer is beef tenderloin with pepper, the third layer is fried sausage and vinegar potato shreds, and the last layer is rice.

All of them were carefully prepared by him for Jian Qing.

It's just a little cold by now.

Ah Qing probably won't eat any more.

Cheng Wen poured the soup into the rice, stirred it a few times, and took a mouthful with a spoon. Before he could swallow it, a tear fell down and fell into the bucket with fine sprays.

He ate and ate, and suddenly choked up, the thermos bucket on his lap fell out of control, and the food was scattered all over the floor, he slowly covered his face, and sat there crying like a fool .

He was just a little fool.

It’s no different from the stray dogs outside. He will go with whoever treats him well. He foolishly surrenders his body and mind. He only recognizes one master in his life. He doesn’t know how to hold grudges when he is hurt, thinking that he is not enough. Okay, that's why Ah Qing doesn't like him anymore.

At the same time, in a high-end French restaurant in Beijing.

The two sat by the window, the 25th floor was high enough to have a glimpse of the bustling night scene outside, Jian Qing saw that the young man opposite him had almost eaten, took out a card from the inner pocket of his suit, and put it in front of Cheng Ran.

"You have just returned to Beijing. There must be a lot of things in life that need to be bought. There is 100 million in this card. You can use it first, and then tell me if you don't have enough."

Cheng Ran paused while holding the dessert spoon, and raised his head in surprise. He didn't expect Jian Qing to be so generous. He was secretly delighted, and refused on the surface, "How can this be done? I'm already very grateful for your funding for my schooling. There's no reason to spend yours in vain."

Jian Qing smiled, held his hand on the table, and said softly, "You are my lover, and it's only natural to spend money on you. It's too presumptuous to say that."

Cheng Ran pretended to be embarrassed, "But..."

"You are now a signed artist under my company. As the boss, shouldn't I take more care of you? If you are really sorry, you can pay me back after you earn money." Jian Qing said.

Compared with his unreliable appearance in high school when he was a fool and a rich second generation, Jian Qing is now the boss of a listed company, handsome and rich, and has liked him for so many years, and has always been gentle and considerate to him alone. She really looked like a perfect lover, and it was impossible for Cheng Ran not to be tempted, her cheeks were a little hot, and she said, "Well... that's fine, when I have money, I will definitely pay you back as soon as possible."

"Thank you."

Taking the other party's reaction into his eyes, the smile in Jian Qing's eyes deepened, and he was in a very happy mood, "Compared with this sentence, I prefer to hear the other three words."

Cheng Ran immediately understood what he meant, but he didn't agree with him. He blinked and said mischievously, "You think beautifully?"

"It's just you who are smart." Jian Qing smiled dotingly, and felt that young people were different. In comparison, the idiot at home who could pay a monthly subscription for 500 yuan seemed even more cheap and worthless.

After dinner, Jian Qing accompanied Cheng Ran back to the hotel to pick up his luggage, and sent him to a high-end apartment in the city center that was specially packed by someone. It is the best location in the capital, with an area of ​​nearly 2000 square meters. No one can afford [-] million yuan. He planned to transfer the house to Cheng Ran's name in the next two days.

For those who care, he has never been stingy.

The decoration inside is the most popular modern luxury style, Cheng Ran is obviously very satisfied, after looking around, the joy in his eyes can't be stopped.

After finishing packing up the luggage, it was getting late, and when Jian Qing proposed to leave, Cheng Ran thought of asking him: "Aren't you going to live with me?"

"Are you willing?" Jian Qing asked in surprise.

"Why don't you want to? We can sleep in separate rooms." Cheng Ran said with a smile.

Jian Qing was a little excited. When they first got together, Cheng Ran made it clear that he could not accept pre-marital sex, so he subconsciously thought that the other party was unwilling to live with him. If he had known Cheng Ran's intentions earlier, he should have killed that idiot at home. Get it outside and take Cheng Ran back to the villa.

It now appears that the fool turned out to be a problem.

Concealing her annoyance, Jian Qing found an excuse and said, "Wait a while, the house next door to mine is currently undergoing renovations, and I'm afraid I'll disturb you, so I'll pick you up when it's over."

"Okay." Cheng Ran smiled, and suddenly stepped forward to hook his neck, and pressed a kiss on his cheek.

Before driving all the way home, Jian Qing was very happy in his heart. The flower of Gaoling that he had been thinking about for many years was approaching him little by little. There was nothing more gratifying than this.

But such a good mood didn't last long. When he got home and found that the villa was empty, his expression immediately sank.

That idiot's courage is really getting bigger and bigger, it's fine to run around if you don't listen to him, and he still doesn't go home at such a late hour.

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