auspicious baby

Yang Jiaping put his hands on Baoxiang's shoulders, and tilted his head casually, "Brother Xiaobao, what time do you go to work?" He urged him to leave in disguise.

Gu Zhang looked at his hands, a kind of male animal in his body was born to have an unshakable possessive desire for his partner, and he was a little bit upset to see him.

Sensing the unfriendly gaze on his back, Yang Jiaping guessed Gu Zhang's expression without turning his head. He grasped the hand on Baoxiang's shoulder, his arrogance was inexplicably high, and he looked at the cypress leaves on his head. Withstanding the wind and frost, she is still green and in a good mood, so that she accidentally laughed into a fool.

After watching the two of them hook shoulders and walk away with a displeased face, Gu Zhang continued to go out in a low-pressure manner. The current situation is unstable recently. The situation in Shenyang has been published in the newspapers. Several months have passed, and domestic voices are divided into two factions. War and no war, war will kill people, and no war means surrendering the country.

Gu Zhang began to monitor the Japanese lease. The Japanese inside did not move. He squinted his eyes like a cheetah examining the intelligence documents for a long time with an inviolable demeanor.

When I went to Hongyang Escort, it was still the same, with people coming and going, the noise was louder, Yang Jiaping suddenly felt more lonely, a kind of melancholy that he could not participate in time.

Baoxiang is a conscientious general manager, conscientious, has always worked as a manager, and has never been possessive. Over the past few years, he has clearly remembered all the expenses and income. He took Yangjiaping Entering the accounting room, he said, "I will wait for you to take over in the future."

Yang Jiaping leaned against the door and smiled, "I'm not interested in doing business."

"But your grandfather said..."

"People have been away for so many years. You can't carry your wish and stick to the rules." He turned his face and said casually, "Brother Xiaobao, do you want to go back to Japan with me?"

"why go"

"Japan is more stable. I've been there for so many years, and I'm used to it." Holding his breath, waiting for a moment, Yang Jiaping really wanted to take him away, and live together as they depended on each other.

Baoxiang tilted his head, thought about it seriously, and felt that it was absolutely impossible, "I won't go."

A trace of loneliness flashed in Yang Jiaping's eyes, and it was gone in a blink of an eye, but he still smiled and didn't ask any more questions.

The wind was very strong and very cold, and the chill came from wearing clothes. It was so cold that Yang Jiaping tightly wrapped Baoxiang's coat. The clothes belonged to Gu Zhang. He was one of the few who asked Baoxiang to wear his own clothes under half-coaxing and half-deception. Much fun.

Baoxiang put on a few cotton sweaters inside, but the coat was propped up, but it looked a bit long, and it covered his knees, so it was really warm.

Baoxiang is very emotional, now he can only touch the top of his hair with his hand, and it has been several years in a blink of an eye.

On the surface of the river, the water is sparkling, reflecting the afterglow, and the water surface on the horizon is bright red. Baoxiang and Yang Jiaping are sitting opposite each other on the boat, around the stove.

After paying homage to the ancestors of the Yang family, Baoxiang took Yang Jiaping home, and it was the Gu family, he followed silently, and when he passed the river in the city, he suddenly said, "Brother Bao, I want to take a boat. "

Baoxiang followed him and boarded the boat together.

No matter how cold the weather is, as long as the heart is rambunctious enough, you can play tricks in a boat.

Every night, after dark, the fragrance of rouge and water powder floats for miles, rows of small boats float side by side or alone, babbling singers sing the idiots in the play, and some come out to seek pleasure as guests, slightly drunk, regardless of the five notes It's not complete at all, and I sang along with my voice.

The hull of the boat swayed slightly, making people want to go wandering. The lyrics of "You are gray-haired and said to take me to wander" sprung up like bamboo shoots, quietly springing up in my mind. The boat is modeled on a pit bed, with a small table in the bed. There are snacks on the table, and you can have a few drinks. This table is exquisitely designed, and the interior is a warm stove with red charcoal fire, which is very warm.

Yang Jiaping was lying on his back on the bed with his arms pillowed on his back. Through the window beside the bed, he could see the red and green lights outside. It's like standing in another world, looking at it.

Yang Jiaping suddenly had a feeling of being dependent on each other, even if there were two, there were only two.

Baoxiang was like a chick pecking at a chicken, with extraordinary fighting power, and then waved to the opposite ship. It was a multifunctional ship that combined service and food.After asking for a few plates of snacks, the boatman winked and smirked, "Would you like something to add to the fun?"

During the long night of sleepless nights, love is the best way to cheer up. Baoxiang wanted to refuse at first, but when he looked back, he thought of Yangjiaping, and nodded in a strange way. Then he was hit by the peanuts from the darts, and Yangjiaping refused righteously. Now, with a mighty upright look on his face, Baoxiang really felt guilty for his evil intentions, and felt that he had spoiled the good young man who was bright and blooming in the motherland.

The night is getting darker, the lanterns are on the moon, and you look at each other carefully. The bosom friend sees Wushuang, and the palace changes feathers. I am not afraid of Zhou Lang. I know there is hatred when I grow up. No matter what, I'm afraid of Iraq, so I'm looking for news, and I'm thinner and less radiant.Turning softly and heartbroken, the voice tells the sorrow of leaving people, tossing and turning, lingering, the singing is faint, sometimes drifting away, it falls in Yang Jiaping's ears, but he can hear it clearly, the moon is far away, he said, "Tonight the moon is far away. The color is beautiful."

Baoxiang added charcoal to the stove, and the ashes turned white and piled up on the bottom of the stove, "It's late at night, let's go back."

Yang Jiaping moved in, patted the mattress under his body, "No, just sleep here." There was a child's cunning in his eyes, and he stretched his face with a wide grin.

Baoxiang smiled helplessly, according to him, because he was a child, a child who would not grow up in his heart, with affection, he flicked Yang Jiaping's forehead, "It's weird."