after scraping a customer's car

Ever since meeting Song Yan that time and knowing that he was with Shen Ci, Yang Luo felt unhappy. In his heart, how could someone like Song Yan be worthy of Shen Ci.

So today he brought a few buddies to the hotel to find fault. Although it was mean and tasteless and low-key, Yang Luo couldn't care less.

Song Yan followed Xia Ping, the manager of the lobby, into the private room, and when he entered the door, he stood there, and among the group of unfamiliar faces, he spotted a friend of Shen Ci.

Song Yan was stunned for a moment, but he didn't think too much about it. Instead, he smiled politely at Yang Luo.

Xia Ping led the people and left the private room. Yang Luo glanced at Song Yan, ignored his friendly and polite smile, looked contemptuously, clicked his tongue twice, and said to the others: "See, this is me and you Said the chef."

The few people sitting there looked at Song Yan in unison, with all kinds of eyes, except that they were not friendly.

Song Yan didn't care, there was no expression on his face, he just asked in a formulaic way: "Are there any dissatisfaction?"

Yang Luo smiled, ignored his words, and pointed at Song Yan to the others, "He is the only one, a cripple who works as a cook, and he still wants to be close to our Young Master Shen."

Those few people said "oh" together, and made a look of sudden realization and sarcasm.

One of them smiled and said, "Well, I don't study much, so don't lie to me."

Yang Luo looked at Song Yan and smiled, but didn't speak. There was obvious mockery in that smile.

Song Yan still had no expression on his face, just stood there quietly, "appreciating" the clown-like brat at the table.

And a table of people is also looking at him with scrutiny, seeing that he is dressed in a chef's uniform, facing the cynicism of a table of people, his resolute and handsome face is seven points calm, two points are indifferent, and one point is completely indifferent .

Song Yan's deep eyes were full of silence, so quiet that it was as if Yang Luo and the others had punched the cotton with a punch, extremely boring.

Yang Luo secretly gritted his teeth. For him, Song Yan's reaction was a bit beyond his expectation, which made him even more unhappy.

Song Yan stood very quietly, Shen Ci's face appeared in his mind, so that he could hold back all the malice towards him from others.What's more, there are Shen Ci's friends here, and he doesn't look very old, so he won't be as knowledgeable as them.

"Hey, this dish is so unpalatable, and this, what are you doing..." Yang Luo said and put the dish at Song Yan's feet, "You are not afraid of smashing the hotel's signboard."

After he finished speaking, he stared at Song Yan in a daze, his eyes were full of provocation.

Song Yan looked him straight in the eyes, and still said formulaically, "If you are not satisfied, you can return it." When he said this, his tone was calm, but there was a slight coldness in it.

Yang Luo frowned slightly, and after thinking for a while, he picked up his chopsticks and poked the eyes of the plate of steamed sea bass in front of him, pointing out: "You are a fish eye, and a fish eye is a fish eye, how can it be a pearl? You Do you mean it? Isn't it?"

Song Yan didn't speak, he didn't care about Yang Luo's provocation.

Yang Luo's face turned cold, and he dropped his chopsticks. For him, Song Yan's reaction deviated from his expectations again.

Again, no surprise, no movement, no words.

No matter how provocative he was, he couldn't provoke him, so Yang Luo couldn't help but start to admire Song Yan a little bit.

"Hey, Yang Luo, tsk, what are you doing? Didn't the brothers come to drink and eat? Why are you still getting angry?" A person at the same table opened his mouth, looking at Song Yan as if he was making a rescue, " Find someone to clean up, it's none of your business here."

"Why are you looking for someone, let him clean up." Yang Luo didn't intend to stop there.

Calculating carefully, Yang Luo is just 20 years old this year. He is at the age of pride and pride. It seems that he has to fight for everything before giving up.

When his voice fell, someone immediately echoed, "That's right, whoever you are looking for, isn't he just serving customers?"

Song Yan didn't answer, took the trash can and squatted down to clean it silently.

Yang Luo looked at him with a sneer, a pair of beautiful eyes staring at the vegetables on the ground, and at the hands cleaning them up. For some reason, he stepped on them.

Instead, Song Yan pinched his ankle all of a sudden, Yang Luo was stunned, the hand pinching his ankle was not light, he could feel the pain, but it was just right enough not to make him cry out in pain .

Song Yan raised his head slightly, and glanced coldly at Yang Luo, as if warning, "Don't get your shoes dirty, or I won't be able to explain in a small way."

Yang Luo had a stubborn temper, and said unrelentingly: "I want to step on it, what can you do to me?"

Song Yan's hand was two points harder, and Yang Luo felt the pain, so he couldn't help frowning.

This lame practiced!Yang Luo immediately concluded that although he was not a shy person, he was very good at saving face. If such a group of brothers embarrassed the cripple, he would vomit blood just thinking about it.

Yang Luo was about to pull his foot back, but Song Yan let go of him out of shame.

This quarrel was very useless. After leaving the hotel, someone asked Yang Luo, "Yang Luo, a cook who is still lame, why are you making trouble with him?"

These people look down on Song Yan.

Yang Luo didn't speak, he could tell that Song Yan was not just a cook, otherwise how could Shen Ci like him.

He gently moved his pinched ankle, and got out of the car with a livid face.

After work, Song Yan changed into his own clothes and limped out of the hotel. He sat on the back seat of his electric car and lit a cigarette.

After he had almost smoked the cigarette, Song Yan crushed the cigarette butt, threw it in the trash can, took out the car keys, and rode away.

He went to find Shen Ci, and when he saw him, he embraced him.

Shen Ci let him hug her, and said, "You smell of oily smoke all over your body, go take a bath."

Song Yan didn't bother, and just asked him, "Xiaoci, what do you think of me?"

Shen Ci smiled without hesitation and said, "Take you as your boyfriend."

After hearing this answer, Song Yan's mood instantly improved. He kissed and resigned before letting go and going to take a bath.

Shen Ci touched his lips that had just been kissed, and said with a smile: "Song Yan, I think you are becoming less and less like the Song Yan I knew at the beginning."

Song Yan took off his shirt in front of him, curled his lips into a smile, and there were two shallow smile lines on the corners of his mouth, "Are there any?"

"Yes, I think you are becoming more and more dishonest." Shen Ci still had a slight smile on his face.

Song Yan pursed his lips, with a slight blush on his face, he lowered his head and asked, "Xiaoci, don't you like me like this?"

Shen Ci was slightly stunned, looking at Song Yan standing there, this man looked thin in clothes, fleshy in undress, with beautiful abdominal muscles, tough and powerful muscles on his arms, occasionally showing shyness and bewilderment about sex, and The light in his eyes when talking about the army, everything made him obsessed, and became more and more obsessed.

He smiled and walked over, looking up at Song Yan slightly, "I like it." He put his hand on Song Yan's abdominal muscles and touched it, "Go take a bath."

Song Yan swallowed, smiled silly, nodded, and took the clothes that were left at Shen Ci's house before and went to the bathroom.

About 10 minutes later, Song Yan came out.

Shen Ci, who was drinking water, turned to look at him. Song Yan was wearing a cheap cotton vest and big underpants, and his legs were still lame. For some reason, he became a treasure in his eyes.

In fact, he couldn't figure it out himself, but it didn't affect his liking for Song Yan.

Song Yan wiped his hair, raised his head, saw Shen Ci's expression, and smiled.

Shen Ci got up and brought him a blower to dry his hair. He called Song Yan to sit beside him, looked at Song Yan's injured leg, and said, "I'll take you to see a doctor sometime. "

Song Yan said, "Is that the orthopedic specialist you mentioned last time?"

Shen Ci nodded and said with a smile: "It's very authoritative, and you may not be able to get it even if you spend money. Don't worry, your leg will definitely be fine."

Song Yan was indescribably moved, and looked straight at Shen Ci.

Shen Ci smiled at him in a neither deep nor shallow way, "I'm hungry."

"What do you want to eat today?" Song Yan asked.

"Anything, I like to eat whatever you want." Shen Ci said, leaning into Song Yan's arms without any grievances, "Grandpa said, you and Lulu can live in Shen's house, but I know you and Lulu don't want to, I refused for you."

Song Yan was next to him, greedily sniffing the good-smelling shampoo on Shen Ci, "Thank you, Xiao Ci."

"Why do you always say thank you?" Shen Ci smiled, then paused, "Grandpa asked Second Uncle and the others to go back to Shen's house, and then you will have dinner together." After finishing speaking, he added: "There is no one else, only Grandpa, Uncle Er, Uncle Qiang, plus you and me."

Song Yan asked: "Is this strong uncle the other half of the second uncle?"

Shen Ci smiled and nodded, thinking of something, his smile deepened, and he said, "You have similarities with my second uncle and the others."

Song Yan met his gaze inquiringly.

Shen Ci looked at him and smiled mischievously, "They are all old men."

"Am I...very old?" Song Yan touched his face subconsciously.

Shen Ci looked at him amusedly, but didn't speak.

Song Yan said: "I saw a mask in the bathroom just now, I knew I should use one."

Shen Ci laughed out loud, feeling an indescribable joy.

The two went to the kitchen together, Song Yan cooked and Shen Ci helped.

During the meal, Song Yan was a little curious, "Second Uncle and the others are in their 30s?"

"That's right." Shen Ci chewed the peanut, looked at Song Yan's expression, and then smiled.

Song Yan was a little surprised, knowing that Shen Ci was 26, but thinking about it, Third Uncle Shen Ci was only in his early thirties, so he felt reasonable again.

Shen Ci picked up a candied sweet potato, and said while eating: "Second uncle is 38 this year, and grandpa is 38. Some second uncles, dad is 13 years older than second uncle. As for third uncle, he is the same father and second uncle. .”

Song Yan understood, took a bite and said, "Grandpa is 76 this year."

"Ah."

Song Yan said: "Grandpa told me that he was demobilized because he made a mistake in the army. At that time, he didn't want to go back to his hometown, so he went to sea to do business. He suffered all kinds of hardships."

"Yeah, it's because of grandpa's hard work that the entire Shen family has gained the glory and wealth of today." Shen Ci said, "The Shen family was very lively in the past, but since my parents had an accident, my second uncle was with men, plus For other intrigues, the Shen family will be disbanded."

"We will spend more time with Grandpa in the future." Song Yan said seriously.

"Yeah." Shen Ci put a pepper in his mouth, he likes the numb taste.

Song Yan looked at him curiously, he had already discovered that Shen Ci liked to eat peppercorns.

Shen Ci smiled at him, very handsome and a little naughty.

After dinner, Song Yan was about to go home. Shen Ci felt that honest and dull men like Song Yan were really extinct in the world. There was probably only Song Yan left, and he even met him.

He looked at Song Yan with great interest, and said with something in his words: "Now you have a boyfriend."

"I know, it's you Xiaoci." Song Yan looked at Shen Ci with seriousness in his eyes.

"..." Shen Ci wanted to pat him a little bit.

Song Yan laughed, very handsome, told Shen Ci not to kick the quilt at night, and then left.

Shen Ci frowned and had nothing to say.

But thinking of Song Yan's stupidity, he smiled, and seduce Song Yan nakedly, he really couldn't do it, but he thought, even if he stood in front of Song Yan naked, that person would not dare to do anything act.

Oh, this idiot.

Xu Anming's birthday is here, and a small birthday party will be held at Xu's Manor.

Shen Ci's best friend is Xu Anming, and he will naturally attend his birthday party, and he also plans to bring Song Yan along.

"Don't talk about it, you know, in my eyes, you are no worse than any of them, even better." Shen Ci tied Song Yan's tie, saying with absolute certainty.

Song Yan grabbed Shen Ci's hand holding his tie, smiled foolishly, hugged him into his arms, and kissed his forehead.

Shen Ci laughed and said in a low voice: "Song Yan, the longer I've been with you, the more convinced you are that you have never been in love."

Song Yan asked: "Why do you say that?"

"Because all your intimate movements with me seem to be learned from TV, movies and books." Shen Ci smiled with one corner of his mouth curled up after speaking.

Song Yan admitted this, held Shen Ci's hand and kissed her, "Stop laughing at me, Xiao Ci."

Shen Ci laughed, "Let's go."

Song Yan took a deep breath, trying not to be nervous.

The Xu Family Manor was luxurious and extremely extravagant. After arriving there, Song Yan couldn't help thinking secretly, is this the so-called small birthday party? The huge banquet hall is magnificently decorated, full of people, and there are security guards at the door.

Shen Ci led Song Yan straight to Xu Anming.

"Here we come." Xu Anming said with a smile, and then nodded slightly to Song Yan politely.

Shen Ci said, "Happy birthday."

Song Yan followed up and said, "Happy birthday."

Xu Anming laughed, and took a sip of champagne, "You take your Mr. Song with you, and I will greet the others."

Shen Ci waved his hand and took Song Yan to sit at a table in the corner.

As soon as they sat down, a few friends came over, and they all greeted Shen Ci. They looked at Song Yan with doubts, because he was not in the gay circle, so Shen Ci could only say that Song Yan was his good friend. Yan also understands.

The crowd dispersed, Shen Ci said sorry, Song Yan said he was stupid, and then said that he told their back chef that Shen Ci was his good friend.

The two smiled knowingly after speaking.

After a moment of silence, Song Yan suddenly said, "I'm sorry."

Shen Ci looked at him, met Song Yan's eyes, and understood instantly. He said, "Listen, Song Yan, you are important to me, and that's enough."

Song Yan held Shen Ci's hand with the hand under the table, and the two of them quarreled under the table for a while.

The banquet was a buffet style, and when they felt hungry, Shen Ci and Song Yan picked out the food they wanted to eat together with a plate.

Many guests in the banquet hall looked at them. Seeing that Song Yan was crippled, they were obviously a little shocked, and there were many whispers for a while.

For the reaction of others, Shen Ci and the others were not surprised at all.

Shen Ci heard some words clearly, especially the discussion about Song Yan, which made his throat sore and uncomfortable, as if something was stuck there, and he couldn't spit it out or swallow it.

"Cripple?" A passing man looked at Song Yan amusedly, and sarcastically said, "Is this kind of person worthy of this kind of occasion?"

Hearing this, Shen Ci became unhappy. As soon as he put the plate in his hand, he turned around and looked at the man with cold eyes, leaned closer, snorted on the man's face, and said coldly, "What are you?"

The man was taken aback, feeling ashamed, but knowing that he couldn't offend Shen Ci, he walked away resentfully.

Song Yan tugged at Shen Ci's shirt sleeve, "Xiao Ci..."

Shen Ci looked at him, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have brought you to this kind of occasion."

Song Yan smiled, "I don't care what they think of me." He moved closer, "As you said, I am important to you, and that's enough."

Shen Ci couldn't laugh.

Song Yan smiled and brought him his favorite dishes, and then pulled him to sit in a corner.

At the end of the birthday party, only those who played well with Xu Anming were left, that is, Shen Ci, Nie Huai'an, and Yang Fan.

Nie Huai'an and Shen Ci had almost zero communication tonight. Apart from Xu Anming who knew about Shen Ci's relationship with Nie Huai'an, no one else in this group of friends knew about it.

They only knew that Shen Ci was gay now, so when they got together and sat down, a group of people began to ask Nie Huai'an if he knew about Shen Ci's sexual orientation, and when did he know it.

Nie Huai'an dangled the goblet in his hand, smiled faintly, pretending to be very casual, "Why do you all ask me?"

"You and Xiaoci are the best."

"Yeah, Xiao Ci is the most attached to you, you two can be said to be like twins."

"That's right, Brother Huai'an, don't you know about Brother Xiaoci's sexual orientation?"

Nie Huai'an looked at Shen Ci, and after a moment of silence, he said slowly, "I know."

"Damn! Let me tell you that Huai'an knows it. If you still don't believe me, look, I guessed it." Peng Yaohui said, "You don't even think about it. Xiaoci is so sticky to Huai'an, and the two of them only need to wear a pair of clothes. Pants, sleeping under a quilt..."

Xu Anming clicked his tongue, "Pay attention to your words."

Peng Yaohui was taken aback for a moment, and realized that the words had ambiguous meanings, so he smiled and said no more.

Yang Luo suddenly opened his mouth and asked jokingly, "Brother Xiao Ci, you don't think you liked Brother Huai'an, did you?"

When the words fell to the ground, the expressions of Nie Huai'an and Shen Ci changed.

Xu Anming groaned in his heart, trying to smooth things over and change the topic.

They were talking and laughing, but no one noticed Song Yan's ugly face.

The more Yang Luo and the others talked, the more lively they became, and none of them were joking around seriously.

Song Yan pondered, pondered, hesitated for a long time, and said, "Xiaoci, I'm a little tired, so I'll go back first."

Shen Ci was in a daze. Hearing this, he turned his head to look at Song Yan. Before he could react, Song Yan stood up and hurried out.

Shen Ci hurriedly got up and chased after him.