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Song Yan came over this time to bring a change of clothes, and bought a new toothbrush towel, to grab a place in the pitifully small bathroom of his daughter-in-law's house.

Wen Yunting saw that there were two pairs of toothbrushes in the water cup for rinsing mouth, and two pairs of hanging towels. It seemed that this man had really invaded the last territory of his life, and there was no room for resistance.

It's hard to be soft-hearted!Now it's all right, how can it be so easy to send away the wolf?Looking at this posture, there is no doubt that this is intended to be a permanent residence.

"What do you think of me as a massage room here? You come here every day, and you have to squeeze your shoulders and beat your back after taking a shower, wasting my house's water and electricity, and wasting my precious time. What do you want?!" Wen Yunting held the towel ,□□Song Yan's hedgehog hair, by the time the towel was taken off, the hairstyle was almost comparable to that of a porcupine.

Song Yan put his arms around his daughter-in-law's waist: "Didn't you agree to be a masseur for me? It's only the first few days, and I'm getting angry again."

Wen Yunting pinched Song Yan's shoulder, how dare he say that he was acting out of temper?Even if you sell your soul for money and agree to give him a massage, then there must be a fixed time, right?There is also a timetable for housekeeping services, but he is lucky, he comes here every now and then, and Wen Yunting is required to take him in for the night. Is this a hotel or a refuge? !

"Aren't I a loving wife? Otherwise, who will be around you every day, right?" Song Yan pulled him to sit down, "Besides, what you said is not right. There are so many massage parlors. You can get what you want, sir. health care……"

Sensing that the volcano beside him was about to erupt, Song Yan decisively ended the topic, with a smile on his face: "Okay, don't be angry, come and help me."

After Wen Yunting sat down, he took out the Pad from his bag, clicked on a few decoration renderings, and asked, "Which style do you think looks better?"

These are all decoration design drawings. The house type is a two-story structure, like a duplex and a duplex.The three decoration renderings are very different in style, modern and simple, Nordic, new Chinese, plus fresh air system, floor heating, etc., the quality of life is extremely high, and it looks like it is tailor-made for those who don’t care about spending money.

Wen Yunting pushed the Pad aside: "I told you I don't want you to do this anymore!"

Song Yan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and grabbed his arm: "What are you doing, this is Xu Yao's house, and it's being renovated now, so I asked for my opinion."

"Xu Yao?" Wen Yunting was dubious, "Is he planning to get married?"

Song Yan didn't understand, he wasn't married, he bought a house as an investment, and lived there when he was free.

"..." Forgive Wen Yunting, a social animal who is still struggling to save the down payment, really can't appreciate the fun of real estate speculation.He only knew that if he could afford it now, he would definitely move in immediately without any discussion, and experience how wonderful it is to have a small nest that really belongs to him.

Wen Yunting brought the Pad, browsed it carefully, and asked, "Where is this real estate? Did he buy a duplex or a duplex?"

"Wangjiang real estate, jump-floor. Originally, the developer recommended to buy a townhouse. Xu Yao went to the site to inspect it. The scenery is not as good as the jump-floor. That building has a high number of floors, and the river view can be seen clearly."

"Oh, so." Wen Yunting looked at the three renderings, and chose the Nordic-style one, "Since it's near the river, let's use this one, it matches the scenery better. But the theme color is a bit Mediterranean blue, so replace it with The Morandi color scheme is more comfortable."

"Listen to you." Song Yan put away the Pad, put his arms around Wen Yunting, "You know a lot, don't you major in business?"

Wen Yunting smiled contemptuously: "Is it enough to have taken elective courses in interior decoration? Who is as superficial as you, who patronizes picking up girls in college?"

This is really unfair to Song Yan. During his study in Oxford, he was definitely the most serious and pious academically in his life, not one of them.At that time, Song Yan already had the idea of ​​financial independence, and the world's most expensive Rhodes Scholarship naturally became one of his goals. For this reason, he went to the library every day and embarked on the road of being a top student.

Besides, he doesn't need to take the initiative to deliver it, he will deliver it to the door himself.But Song Yan didn't want it, he refused all of them, and made it very clear: I don't have money to support you now, and I don't have any famous cars, bags, jewelry, etc. If you want to rely on me to earn face, don't even think about it.

Not to mention, there are really a few who are not interested in Song Yan's family background because they hate the poor and love the rich, but are attracted by his domineering and powerful aura, willing to stay by his side, and even willing to support Song Yan themselves.Song Yan still refused, and the reasons were even more hurtful: the face was not good-looking, the figure was not hot enough, and the temperament was not unique enough, so he didn't like it.

"..." Wen Yunting complained, "If I were those girls, I would buy a bottle of sulfuric acid and splash it on your face."

Song Yan reached out and pinched his cheek: "Your mouth is the most poisonous, and you have a bad temper. I have never met anyone who dares to talk to me like you."

Wen Yunting snorted, feeling that this guy has been the boss for a long time, and he has been used to it all over his body. He always thinks that he is superior to others wherever he goes, and no one can compare to him.Perhaps the vast majority of people will subconsciously lower their aura when they encounter a party with high positions and powers, and lower their eyebrows to be pleasing to the eye, but Wen Yunting is not. , is there anything worthy of his groveling?

Song Yan followed his words: "Yes, yes, yes, you look down on me and always call me a hooligan. Can I see you? Come on, give the hooligan a kiss."

After speaking, he sank down and rolled onto the bed with Wen Yunting.He had just taken a shower, and the tips of his hair were still steamed, exuding the fragrance of plant shampoo and a little bit of sweet pheromone.He lowered his head and kissed Wen Yunting's forehead, slowly pecking to the tip of his nose, and finally resting on his lips.As the kiss deepened, the sweetness of the irises danced the holly in the air.

Wen Yunting squinted his eyes, clasping his hands on his broad and firm shoulders.It may be because of being with Song Yan every day recently, I am not so resistant to his pheromone taste, but I am not obedient to the point of being completely tamed.As the concentration of pheromones continued to rise, the glands became faintly hot, and the heart seemed to be on fire, and even the breathing became sticky.

A dry and cold hand covered the back of the neck, pressing gently, soothing and stimulating.Wen Yunting shuddered, his whole body shrank into a ball sideways as if electrified.

The worst happened.Wen Yunting's heart jumped out of his chest, his toes were tightly curled up, and his legs were tightly clamped together.

"It's so hot here." Song Yan murmured in a low voice. He supported the bed with one hand, and looked down at the Alpha who was usually anxious and irritable.His hand moved from the back of his neck to his collarbone, and his fingertips brushed across. Wen Yunting trembled again, and asked him to go away with a hoarse voice.

"Tingting?" Song Yan looked down at his face, and found that Wen Yunting was biting his lip, and the tips of his ears were red and congested, becoming thin and transparent.Angry isn't quite right, shyness isn't quite right, it's as if nervousness and shyness are mixed together to bring this blush to the neck.

Song Yan leaned on Wen Yunting's shoulder, arching the hot spot with the tip of his nose, the smell of green grass spread and spread in the room, also stimulating and teasing his pheromones, making his mouth dry Tongue dry, blood gradually boiling up.

Suddenly, Wen Yunting got strength from nowhere, pushed the person lying on him away, and hurriedly crawled under the bed.

But before his feet touched the ground, he was dragged back by the waist, Wen Yunting was anxious: "Song Yan! Let me go!"

Song Yan looked down at him, with a strange gleam in his slender eyes: "I said, what are you doing in such a panic... have you reacted?"

In an instant, the accumulated shame and anger reached the limit, and Wen Yunting elbowed hard behind him: "Can you get out?!"

Song Yan reacted very quickly, let go to dodge this surprise attack, otherwise his ribs would be cracked.He shook off the quilt, covered Wen Yunting, wrapped them in his arms together, and kissed his angry eyebrows.

"I'll help you."

"Hello!..." The voice of resistance only had time to spit out a syllable, Wen Yunting closed his eyes and frowned, struggling to sink and sink in the deep sea of ​​desire.

Looking at it from Song Yan's point of view, a slender and fair neck was exposed in sight, and its curvature was extremely beautiful.The black and soft hair sticks to the pearly skin, which makes the neck even more lustrous, making one unable to help but lower their heads and want to taste it carefully.

So he really did this, sticking soft kisses on it one by one, exerting a little force on the side of his neck, just happened to Wen Yunting raised his head, and sent this piece of skin to his mouth again, and when it was removed, There is already a light red mark.

One of his hands was under the quilt, and the other hand brushed away the soft hair behind the ear, leaving another mark there.Wen Yunting kept his eyes closed, he didn't know whether he was ashamed to see what he did or didn't want to understand, his mind was always focused elsewhere, and he didn't have time to care about what evil this guy had done.

After spending more than 20 minutes together, Song Yan got up and wiped his hands, and told Wen Yunting that life should not be so pure and ascetic.

Wen Yunting picked up a pillow and threw it at it: "Get lost! Don't try to climb into my bed!"

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The next day was Friday, when Wen Yunting drove Song Yan away in the morning, he still put down his cruel words, get out of here, and he doesn't want to see him recently.As a result, the slap in the face came too fast like a tornado, and I had to eat at the same dinner table at night.

He was unhappy in every possible way after making troubles last night. He went to find Shen Zhehang at noon, but he didn't go at night. He felt uncomfortable and wanted to go home to rest.Anyway, you two bosses are talking about business, and it has nothing to do with him.

Shen Zhehang stood by the window, holding a cigarette between his hands, and exhaled lightly.He glanced at Wen Yunting, and asked lightly: "Why are you feeling uncomfortable, you don't look quite right this morning."

"...Nothing, maybe a cold."

"Oh, no wonder you even put on a turtleneck sweater." Shen Zhehang smiled, "The air conditioner in the office is so strong, you don't think it's too hot."

...Is that because he is not too hot?That can't be taken off!It was only discovered this guy's mark on his neck early this morning, which was also one of the reasons why he was so angry that he didn't want to see Song Yan recently.

"What did Shang Qianqiu talk to you about?"

Shen Zhehang asked, Wen Yunting didn't want to hide it, and told him honestly that he came to poach a corner, but his level was too low, so he returned in vain.Shen Zhehang smiled lightly, and even raised his eyebrows and eyes: "I guess so, that child looks quite simple, it should be his own idea, Huacai will never send him out no matter how nobody is."

Wen Yunting nodded, no matter how bad Huacai is, Xue Yin, who has great means, is it worth sending a rabbit out?Acting cute?Then he succeeded, the crying appearance yesterday was really cute.

"Next time you have a dinner date, bring me one." Shen Zhehang said.

"Huh? Are you going?" Wen Yunting was surprised, and tasted something different, "It's rare to see you care so much about someone, don't you just fancy someone?"

Chen Zhehang was choked by the smoke, coughed a few times, and was very helpless: "Why, I am the vice president who supervises my future, what if I really get poached?"

"..." Wen Yunting bowed his hands, there is no need to worry about it at all, he is a very rational person, and he will never be so impulsive as to make fun of his own future.

After get off work, Wen Yunting was planning to go home with his bag, but Shen Zhehang grabbed him, where are we going? The hotel we made an appointment with is here.

?Wen Yunting stopped in his tracks: "Master, didn't I say that I felt unwell at noon?"

"Oh, you said it, what's the matter?" Shen Zhehang was at a loss, "I didn't promise to go back to you either."

... If he really is a boss, he has already started to develop in an unreasonable direction.Shen Zhehang put his hands on his shoulders: "I think you are in good condition, don't pretend. It's not easy to make appointments at this restaurant tonight. The signature dishes are so popular, don't miss it."

Wen Yunting sighed, what else could he do, with such a young master on the table, he only had to submit to his fate.

The air conditioner in the private room was running too high, just as Wen Yunting entered, his back was already covered in sweat.Shen Zhehang took off his jacket, and there was only a shirt left inside. He finally couldn't help it, took off his turtleneck sweater, sat down in a gray long-sleeved T-shirt, and immediately felt relaxed.

Shen Zhehang stared at him for a while, then suddenly burst out laughing.Wen Yunting was startled: "What's wrong?"

"I understand why you are uncomfortable." Shen Zhehang pointed his finger at his neck, "It's quite intense."

"..." Guessing that he would be ridiculed, Wen Yunting poured a cup of tea, calmly said, "Oh, you thought too much and didn't do it."

Hearing this, Shen Zhehang was even more surprised, could it be like this without doing anything?Wouldn't it be even more incredible to do that.

Wen Yunting finally couldn't hold back any longer, and poured tea for Shen Zhehang, begging you to shut up and let him go.

Holding the teacup, Shen Zhehang said slowly: "If I let you go, Song Yan won't let you go, so you just go with it."

"..." Wen Yunting drank another cup of tea.

I feel a little bit rebellious.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-04-2001:55:25~2020-04-2021:45:17期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 Yunmin;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: Wu Nian, there is a little trick at home, 5 bottles of Feilu; 2 bottles of durian;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!