law of receptivity

Liang Ziqian picked him up that night, and the two went to a hidden Japanese restaurant near the Fourth Ring Road. I heard that the chef is from Osaka, and the restaurant only accepts five tables of guests per meal, and reservations are required.The restaurant is very stylish. Once you enter the door, there is a frameless aquarium on the right wall. Inside, crabs, eels and lobsters can be ordered and watched.Walking past the sushi counter, there are several small private rooms. A stream has been dug beside the stone-paved walkway, and people sitting in it can hear the gurgling water.

"This place is really good." Listening to the sound of running water outside, Yan Ge was in a good mood. He flipped through the menu and ordered three chef's recommendations and four desserts.

Liang Ziqian smiled and said to the waiter beside him. "Two grilled ginkgo shrimp, abalone sashimi, and bring me a bottle of Shangshan Ruoshui. What else do you want?"

Yan Ge handed over the menu. "So be it."

"Ok two."

As soon as the hinged door was closed, Yan Ge picked up the cup and tasted the special matcha tea. It was lightly fragrant and slightly bitter, but it was delicious. He saw that Liang Ziqian looked a little tired today, as if he was not very happy.

"Are you busy today?" Yan Ge asked.

"It's okay, I talked about an iron ore business in the morning." Liang Ziqian spoke absent-mindedly, with his arms resting lightly on the table, his beautiful eyes were half-downcast, and he didn't know where to look.

"The iron ore has fallen like that and you still have to collect it?" Yan Ge took another sip of matcha tea and said to Liang Ziqian from time to time. "It's just iron ore, not diamonds. How many times have you talked about it?" He knows that the price of iron ore is low this year, and funds from all over the place are interested in it, but generally such a bustling bull like Morgan shouldn't Follow along.

Liang Ziqian shook his head and sighed, stretched out his fingertips and hooked Yan Ge's little face.

"My hometown at the headquarters likes to hoard goods, just like grandparents like to buy discounted goods. How many times have I said that the futures market is too fast and you shouldn't stick to it." He shrugged helplessly. "People turn a deaf ear to it." After he finished speaking, he rubbed his hand against Yan Ge's face, and then moved his finger towards Yan Ge's lips.

Yan Ge turned his face sideways to let him touch, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion. "The top peaks of Damo are so stupid..."

Liang Ziqian had a smile on his face, and the more he touched his hands, the more unsatisfactory he was. When his fingertips touched Yan Ge's lips, he paused for a moment. He stared at Yan Ge's wide-collared sweater and the chest that was occasionally exposed when he moved alone...the skin on the chest was thin The white and creamy look combined with that sleepy and lazy look made people itch.

"...Haven't seen enough?" Yan Ge made him feel hot all over, but he didn't expect this guy to keep staring at him...

Liang Ziqian licked the corner of his mouth, and put his index finger on Yan Ge's lips, looking directly at the past with full of ten-eight-forbidden eyes.Yan Ge is so smart, how can he not know what he means?Fortunately, Xiao Yan is not a fuel-efficient lamp, he slowly turned his face to meet Liang Ziqian's hot gaze, opened his small mouth and stretched out his tongue -- his head -- to wrap around Liang Ziqian's fingers...

Liang Ziqian sucked in a breath of cold air at the moment, but he couldn't stop the fire in his heart from getting hotter and more raging - wanting to come out, Yan Gewen's - wet mouth - contained - his fingers and picked - and his body gradually The hot spot is not just a finger...

Yan Ge leaned his upper body towards the table a little, pushed his index finger out with the tip of his tongue, wiped the corner of his mouth and said with a smile.

"Still want iron ore?"

Liang Ziqian put his hands on the table without moving for a while, turned his palms to look at his slightly wet fingers, and raised a lewd - evil - endless smile at Yan Ge.

"Go home and you're dead."