Tibetan Mastiff

The phone rang at this moment.Fu Yanghe picked it up and saw that it was Zhang Yue who called.

Could it be that Zhang Yue had a magical sixth sense and finally had a premonition that he and Banjue Gonpo were having trouble?

Fu Yanghe hesitated for a moment, then connected the phone.

"Are you there?" Zhang Yue asked.

"Hmm..." Fu Yanghe didn't want to lie, so he responded vaguely and asked, "What's the matter?"

"I want to ask you how long you will stay with the photographer. If you can finish it soon, you can come to my friend. He wants to see you very much."

Fu Yanghe glanced at Ban Jue Gongpo.

This is actually a good opportunity, a chance to escape from Ban Kyaw Gonpo.He could even lie and say that Zhang Yue urgently needed him to go there, and Banjue Gonpo just made a trick and waited for him to go in, but he would not force him.Whether he can keep his innocence at this moment, he hesitated, looking at Ban Jue Gonpo's slender fingers on the steering wheel from the corner of his eyes.

He was fascinated by this color, and he was both afraid and looking forward to Banjue Gonpo.

What Banjue Gonpo wants to do, what he will do, what he dares to do.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to go here. It will take a long time here." He lowered his head slightly, feeling ashamed in his heart, not because he lied to Zhang Yue, but because the lie was told in front of Banjue Gonpo. This is tantamount to telling Banjue Gonpo ambiguously that he got into his car and knew what he was going to do, but he was willing.His actions are fueling Banjo Gonpo's ambitions.

Zhang Yue was a little disappointed, and said, "That's fine, hang up."

"OK Bye Bye."

Holding the mobile phone in his hand, Fu Yanghe saw the car turning a corner and getting off the main road. The road ahead suddenly became lush and lush, and there were fewer vehicles.

The car entered a high-end residential area. This is a villa area. Probably due to the geographical environment, there are mountains and rivers, and the environment is excellent. After entering, Fu Yanghe looked outside and said: "The environment of this residential area is good."

"At the beginning, the selling point of this real estate was the environment, and the greenery was very good."

The car stopped in front of a villa.Fu Yanghe got out of the car and looked up, in front of him was a very modern villa with a beautiful environment outside.He followed Banjue Gonpo in, and Banjue Gonpo opened the door and said, "Come in and sit down."

The moment he came in, he was not so nervous. Fu Yanghe went in and changed into his slippers, looked around, and it was very clean.

"Please ask the cleaner to come and clean it once a week. It may be a bit messy since it hasn't come this week." He bent down and picked up a tie and suit jacket that were scattered on the sofa. "Sit down."

The living room is very spacious, but the curtains are all drawn, and the room is a bit dark.Banjue Gonpo took the remote control and half opened the curtains, the room became much brighter and he could see more clearly.What surprised Fu Yanghe was that the design of this house was very artistic, including the paintings hanging in the living room, as well as lighting, hangers, etc., especially those small ornaments, almost all of which were carefully designed.It was only later that he learned that these small details were arranged by Banjue Gonpo's art-loving mother, who seemed to be a person who enjoyed life very much.

"Can I take a tour?" Fu Yanghe asked.He felt too tense to sit in silence.

"Just visit." Banjue Gonpo took off his coat and asked, "Do you have anything to drink?"

"White water will do."

As he talked, he walked over to look at the paintings hanging on the wall, and among them was a picture of a horse that was actually made by Huang Mingyu.Huang Mingyu is currently one of the most internationally influential painters in China. He is one of the existing painters with more than [-] million domestic paintings auctioned.Because his creative content is very popular with national leaders, he has a high social status, which is one of the reasons why his paintings can fetch such high prices at auction.He is also a famous philanthropist, and Fu Yanghe also had a relationship with him once.This Master Huang, who is just over forty now, can be said to be a model of becoming famous at a young age.

Huang Mingyu is good at drawing animals. His painting with the highest auction price is "Tiger Picture". This picture of a horse is also very good, but he doesn't know if this painting is authentic. He doesn't know much about painting.

Banjue Gonpo came over with a glass of water and handed it to him.Fu Yanghe took it in his hand, looked at the picture and said, "Huang Mingyu."

"You know him?"

Fu Yanghe nodded: "I met him once in the Great Hall of the People. He is a master and is good at ethnic stippling."

"His current paintings are amazing," Banjue Gonpo said. "This picture of a horse was given to my father when he was just a little famous. If it was ten years later, this painting might not be hanging. Here it is."

"He also likes to donate paintings now, but he donates paintings to see people, Olympic champions, winners of the highest science award, winners of the highest literature award, etc. He also made a special list and often donates paintings to these people for free. In my Bai Ying, the winner of a gold medal in a dance competition two years ago, also received a free painting from him."

This is a very generous thing to say, but because of this, there are quite a few critics in the industry, who think that Huang Mingyu's reputation is actually hard to live up to.Huang Mingyu's high reputation is actually inseparable from his social status. His social circle is full of upper-class figures, and he is keen on doing charity, which inadvertently further increased his social status.Moreover, he is the one who pays the most attention to marketing among painters today. It is said that he has agents in every city across the country. He has a widely circulated "theory of selling paintings". Hence his fame.

Fu Yanghe looked at the paintings one by one, and Banjue Gonpo accompanied him and didn't speak.Fu Yanghe is actually not very interested in these paintings, far less curious than thangkas.This house has a large area. Apart from the spacious and bright living room, the kitchen next to it is also very large, but there are no cooking utensils in the kitchen, and the table is bare, except for an empty glass plate.He only glanced at the kitchen door, and was attracted by a large floor-to-ceiling vase between the French windows and the corridor. The vase was half the height of a person, made of dark blue ancient ceramics, the pattern on the mouth of the bottle was particularly beautiful, and the plants inside were also beautiful. I don't know what kind of flower it is, but only two bloomed, but the fragrance is extremely strong.

"The front is the master bedroom." Banjue Gonpo walked over and pushed the bedroom door open.

Fu Yanghe was very embarrassed, he didn't actually intend to go into the bedroom to see.But Banjue Gonpo had already opened the door, and he was too embarrassed to refuse, so he had to bite the bullet and walked in. As a result, just as he walked in, Banjue Gonpo closed the bedroom door.

Hearing the sound of closing the door, Fu Yanghe didn't dare to look back, his ears turned red from nervousness, and he raised his head to drink the water in the cup.He is really in the jaws of a tiger now.

Banjue Gonpo was so respectful, polite and restrained to him on weekdays, but it seems that all these are gone today.Men are all animals that push their feet. His repeated acquiescence fueled Banjue Gonpo's ambitions, and gave birth to desires that Banjue Gonpo himself may not have planned at the beginning.

The bedroom is different from the exquisiteness of the living room. It is surprisingly simple. There is a bed, a chair, a bedside table, a wardrobe, a hanger behind the door, a TV opposite the bed, and nothing else.Even the color of the quilt is black, gray and white.Because the layout of the room is extremely simple, the lighting inside is even more brilliant.The bedside lamps are elegant in shape, and the most amazing thing is the chandelier on the roof, which is different from the usual bright and gorgeous large chandeliers. The white lamp, the shape of the white lamp is very similar to a budding flower, and the outside is covered with a lampshade in the shape of a lantern, which is really beautiful.

Fu Yanghe said: "This lamp is really beautiful."

He originally had his head up, his eyes fixed on the chandelier.Banjue Gonpo did not know when he had already walked behind him, put his arms around him, and held him in his arms.His head was against Banjue Gonpo's chin, and Banjue Gonpo reached out and took the cup in his hand, put it on the bedside table, then closed his arms and hugged him.

Fu Yanghe was nervous and didn't dare to move, he just said: "You...what do you want..."

Banjue Gonpo moved up slightly with one hand, pressed his neck, lowered his head slightly and said, "I don't know what I want to do."

"I have no idea!"

He quickly turned over, but Banjue Gonpo grabbed him, pushed him hard, and pushed him down on the bed.Fu Yanghe's body shook twice and sank into the quilt. Banjue Gonpo pressed him under him, breathing heavily on his face, his eyes stared at him like a Tibetan mastiff out of the cage, It seems to be able to eat people.

"I want to kiss you." Banjue Gonpo said, as if he could not refuse.

"You dare." Fu Yanghe was numb all over, he didn't know whether it was excitement or nervousness.Ban Jue Gonpo looked at him, suddenly lowered his head, Fu Yanghe immediately turned his head away, but was turned back by Ban Jue Gonpo holding his face, forcing him to look at him.Fu Yanghe could barely breathe, looked at Banjue Gonpo in panic, a feeling of being taken over by him, he felt that Banjue Gonpo's face was no longer handsome, because those eyes were full of desire. Light, too scary.Banjue Gonpo suddenly lowered his head and approached, and he turned his head to hide again, but his head was imprisoned by Banjue Gonpo and could not move a bit, but Banjue Gonpo did not continue, but returned to the original height, Looking down at him.His face was getting redder and redder. Banjue Gonpo was teasing him. The two times he didn't really want to kiss him, but hissed like a snake to torture him.

He could hardly stand it anymore, he was scared and scared to death.But Banjue Gonpo suddenly laughed and called, "Xiao Chen."

Calling this name from a young man in his early twenties made Fu Yanghe feel goose bumps all over his body.He looked into Banjue Gonpo's eyes, those eyes were full of passion, staring at him motionless.

"Are you afraid of kissing?" Banjue Gonpo asked.

"Not afraid." Fu Yanghe said shamefully, "It's just..."

He couldn't finish his words, but this time Banjue Gonpo really kissed him, holding his face, and pressing his warm and soft lips against his, his first kiss in 30 years was gone like this.