Marry into a wealthy family if you don't pay well

In public, the dignified Mr. Shen was pushed against the car door and forced to accept a "evening kiss" from someone.

As expected of Yan Dajia, he dared to do anything, ignored the strange gazes from the people around him, and gnawed wildly.

Mr. Shen suspected that he did it on purpose.

After 5 minutes, the two separated, and Yan Shaoqian wiped the corner of his mouth: "Are you satisfied? Can you change the story of yesterday?"

Shen Zhuo: "..."

He understood why Yan Shaoqian was able to be the village owner.

Mr. Shen mourned for three seconds for all those who had been robbed by Shenying Village, and did not answer the other party's question, only said: "Get in the car."

Yan Shaoqian started the second round of "robber logic" attack: "If you don't answer, I will treat you as the default."

A vein popped up on Shen Zhuo's forehead.

He should have ruthlessly pushed this guy away just now, and didn't give him any chance.

Yan Shaoqian got into the co-pilot, and just sat down, the injury on the back of his waist touched the seat, and it hurt so shamelessly that he had no choice but to straighten his body again, grinning.

Shen Zhuo looked at him and said, "You'd better sit in the back."

Yan Shaoqian didn't want to get up after sitting down on his buttocks. He would rather endure the pain than go to the back seat, and ordered with a straight face, "Drive."

Shen Zhuo shook his head.

This temper, which is stronger than a donkey, is inherited from whom?Lin Xiang?

During this period of time, there were a lot of things to do, and Shen Jue felt tired, so he really didn't have the mood to continue fussing with someone.

When the car drove near the villa, Yan Shaoqian suddenly said, "Wait a minute, stop the car."

"what?"

"I'm going to buy a pack of cigarettes."

There is a supermarket not far ahead. This should be the last supermarket on the way home.Shen Zhuo frowned after hearing this: "Are you still smoking? I have told you to quit hundreds of times, and you are not allowed to go."

Yan Shaoqian had already unbuckled his seat belt: "Hurry up, hurry up, it's about to pass."

Shen Zhuo not only refused to stop, but also speeded up on purpose, and locked the car door: "If you say you are not allowed to go, you are not allowed to go. Do you think I am joking with you?"

Yan Shaoqian: "..."

Fine.

The stinky brother's wings are hardened, and he doesn't listen to him anymore.

He watched the supermarket disappear from sight with grief, feeling lost and beating his chest.

Shen Jue: "You are an ancient person, you shouldn't like smoking."

"It's not up to me whether I like it or not, it's this body that has the final say." Yan Shaoqian didn't buy cigarettes, so he had to settle for the next best thing. He took out a lollipop from his pocket and held it in his mouth. contains.

Shen Jue slowly reversed the car and entered the garage: "When did you get this stinky disease? Who is the person who taught you to smoke? I must find him and take care of him."

"You go," Yan Shaoqian raised the corner of his mouth maliciously, "Speaking of which, you know this person, you met him two days ago."

"Who?"

"Your dad."

"...??" Shen Zhuo stepped on the brakes, his face was full of disbelief, "Are you talking nonsense? How could my dad teach you to smoke?"

"Of course, it can't be regarded as his teaching." Yan Shaoqian bit the lollipop into a "click" sound, "When did it come... It seems that after the accident that year, your parents took us to Shaou City , I went back to school, but my grades couldn’t get up all the time, I was distracted in class, and I wrote homework in a row, probably in the third year of junior high school, when the senior high school entrance examination was approaching, I was called by the teacher as a parent once, and your dad went.”

"Then?"

Yan Shaoqian: "Auntie usually goes, but that time it was uncle. I saw him come out of the teacher's office with a worried expression on his face, and smoked a cigarette at the window at the end of the corridor."

"Then a teacher passing by reminded him that smoking is not allowed here. He hurriedly said sorry, pinched his cigarette and turned to leave. As a result, he left the cigarette case on the window sill."

What did Shen Zhuo guess: "Did you pick it up?"

"You're so smart," Yan Shaoqian twitched his lips, "At that time, what I should have thought was that when your father was sad, he would first think of smoking, so smoking must be a good thing to relieve worry and boredom, so I wanted to try it. "

Shen Zhuo: "..."

This reason is really... well-founded.

"It's my fault for skipping a grade late," Shen Jue said, "I should have jumped to the same class as you in the third grade of junior high school, and shouldn't have waited until high school."

Yan Shaoqian grabbed his shoulders: "Hey, don't change the subject. You just said that you want to deal with the person who taught me to smoke. You won't go back on your word, will you? I'm just waiting. Mr. Shen's words are hard to follow."

"……To shut up!"

Yan Shaoqian bit the lollipop until the stick separated, and poked the other person's face with the tail of the stick: "Don't be cowardly, believe in yourself, you can do it."

Shen Zhuo opened the door and got out of the car expressionlessly.

To be honest, it's a bit hypocritical to say that there is less money, but the hypocrisy can't affect his aura, and it can't prevent him from showing off his strength. He walked home with Shen Zhuo at a pace that he didn't recognize - and then fell directly on the sofa.

Shen Jue looked at him mercilessly: "Go back to the bedroom and sleep, don't hang around here."

"I can't get up anymore," Yan Shaoqian only felt back pain, as if he had just finished [-] rounds of fighting on the bed, "You carry me on your back."

Shen Zhuo was indifferent: "I can't move my back."

"I don't believe that, you are the president, there is nothing you can't do."

"Not only are there things that can't be done, but there are also people who can't be done." Shen Zhuo looked him up and down, and reached out to him, "Get up quickly."

Yan Shaoqian was not polite, and pulled him hard, but Shen Jue was defenseless, and was almost brought down by him.

"When I'm done, how about I teach you Qinggong?" Yan Shaoqian said, "It's not street parkour, it's real Qinggong, jumping from the third floor, jumping from the fifth floor, jumping from the seventh floor... Even from the roof of your company..."

"You're not light work," Shen Zhuo interrupted him, "You're called special effects."

"...I'm serious. Of course, it's a bit exaggerated to be from the top of the company building." Yan Shaoqian sat up, stretched out his foot and kicked the opponent's calf, "Your foot is not stable. If I pull you, you will fall. How about it, why don't you come and practice the Zhama step?"

Shen Jue imagined the scene for a while, and felt that he had given someone too much freedom, so he took a deep breath: "Yan Shaoqian, I am ordering you to go back to sleep now, if you say one more word, I will kill you as tied to the bed in Zamabu position."

Yan Shaoqian: "..."

Tied to the bed in Zamabu posture?

Isn't that...

Yan Shaoqian's eyes became a little strange - he had forgotten that after his death in his previous life, Mr. Shen inherited his cottage.

If you don't have a rogue temperament, you can't control the bandits in the village.

So he shut up resolutely, didn't speak any more, and punched him, got up and walked to the bedroom.

Shen Zhuo was very tired.

Sooner or later he'll have to be pushed into something by someone.

Yan Shaoqian went back to the bedroom alone, lay down on the bed, and felt tired. After all, his body was not as good as that of his previous life. He was a wild horse in his bones, and there was no grassland for him to run wild.

Before going to bed, he turned on his phone and wanted to go to Weibo to pay attention to the previous blogger who played the guqin, but unexpectedly found a message that broke into his field of vision——

【Shock!The president of Haichen Group blatantly kisses the same sex, the picture is extremely ex! 】

Yan Shaoqian: "???"

He lost his drowsiness in an instant, clicked on Weibo and saw a video of only a few seconds, which was exactly the scene of them kissing in the hospital parking lot.

...What the hell?

How long has it been since it was posted online?

Mr. Shen is not a celebrity, and paparazzi can't follow him?

Yan Shaoqian quickly slid down, but the comments below were beyond his expectation:

[Is Ning sick?Did the Haichen Group provoke you and expose them endlessly?Please resolve personal grievances in private, is it disgusting to secretly film other people's cock like this? 】

[Here we go again, sneak shots are late, but people have been out for more than ten years, so what's the problem with kissing with the same sex?Kissing with the opposite sex makes me think he is abnormal]

[Fuck, stupid yxh stole Lao Tzu's video. I took this video. I don't even know who they are. I thought the two handsome guys were cute and posted it on Moments. Which maggot on my list are you?Please come out and break your head with the master, idiot [spit][spit][spit]]

[yxh, your mother fried it, is the human blood steamed bun delicious?I wish you and your girlfriend a video of you and your girlfriend coming out, I bought it at a high price, and I will show you how dogs mate [very happy]]

【Totally boring, canceled】

[Call others disgusting?I think you are the most disgusting, no thanks for reporting]

[Who is this person in the video? Please tell me some science. Also, why are you scolding this blogger? 】

Yan Shaoqian: "..."

If it hadn't happened so suddenly, he would have suspected that Shen Zhuo bought water to wash the land.

He was relieved when he saw that the comments were overwhelmingly scolding the marketing account. He quit Weibo and sent a message to Shen Zhuo: [We were secretly photographed again]

Shen Jue's news was also very quick, and he quickly replied: [I saw it, it's just a joke, don't worry about it]

Yan Shaoqian was lying on the bed, typing with one hand, replying to the message was relatively slow, and was still typing, when he saw another message from the other party: [Didn't I ask you to sleep? 】

Yan Shaoqian: [Go to sleep]

He was afraid that Shen Zhuo would catch him again, so he quickly threw the phone away and closed his eyes.

Shen Zhuo replied to him again, seeing that he hadn't moved for a long time, not sure if he really fell asleep or went to do something else, after thinking twice, he decided to come and have a look, seeing is believing.

He cautiously pushed open the bedroom door, tiptoed into the room, and saw Yan Shaoqian lying on the bed, with his cell phone thrown aside, he was indeed asleep.

Even the quilt was not covered, and the clothes were not tucked in, revealing the bandaged lower back.

Shen Zhuo frowned, thinking that this guy is really good, went up to tidy his clothes and covered him with a quilt, then sat on the edge of the bed and looked at his face.

Seeing him getting closer and closer, snorting Yan Shaoqian's face, the latter wanted to pretend not to know, but couldn't hold back, and opened his eyes.

The four eyes met, and the scene was once very awkward.

Shen Jue didn't want to continue, nor did he stop, so he could only say: "Aren't you asleep?"

Yan Shaoqian looked at someone's lips that were close at hand, and retorted guiltily: "Don't you want to be kissed by me?"

"?"

"?"

Shen Jue: "I really don't want to be kissed by you, because I just want to kiss you."

"Is there a difference?"

"Of course, this is an essential difference," Shen Jue placed his hand on the opponent's back, "Do you understand the difference between 1 and 0?"

Yan Shaoqian swore: "No problem, you are Mrs. Yazhai, and I am the owner of the village. Of course I will 1 you 0."

Shen Jue squinted his eyes: "Where did you get the self-confidence?"

"Confidence lies in the fact that you can't beat me," Yan Shaoqian said, "You can't even beat me, how can you beat me?"

"Try it and you'll know," Shen Zhuo leaned into his ear, "Have you ever heard of such a sentence?"

"what?"

Shen Zhuo said softly, "Call me brother during the day, and call me brother at night."

"...?"