Against the current Hengdao

Yan Xiaodao knows that a woman like Zhao Qifeng, who is rich and courageous, can do certain things as she pleases without any scruples, and Yan Xiaodao can't do anything to her, so she has nothing to fear.People in a circle, each other's interests are inextricably linked, seeing all the intrigues, it is impossible for Yan Xiaodao to be so stupid as to go to Chairman Jian to complain in person, saying that your wife is playing tricks outside and trying to seduce me.Maybe Boss Jian is physically disabled and mentally weak, and he knew and acquiesced for a long time!Therefore, this kind of thing must not be said out of his mouth. He can only suffer a disadvantage next time, learn to be good and dodge, and be careful not to be framed by others to make a fuss.

Not only can't expose and complain, but next time I see this group of people, I have to continue to chat with them, as if nothing happened.

I often feel tired physically and mentally, and feel that the water in the pool is very dirty, and I want to stay away from those ghosts and monsters, and only enjoy the years of peace with the people he loves around him.

It was already late at night when they returned home, and the loyal Master Xiong and San Niang ran over from the den, and smacked their faces with saliva sleepily.When Yan Xiaodao carried Ling He upstairs, he passed Steinway in the living room and asked, "Do you want to put the piano upstairs in the living room or downstairs in the big living room?"

Ling He asked back: "Do you want to learn to play the piano with me in the living room upstairs, or in the living room downstairs?"

Yan Xiaodao smiled, feeling warm in his heart: "...upstairs?"

Ling He: "Success."

Yan Xiaodao: "I'll ask someone to move it early in the morning, and I've already arranged for a tuner to come over."

Mr. Ling, who took off his coat and trousers, looked relaxed and lazy. He just wore a shirt and big shorts of Mr. Yan, and he wore casual clothes at home anytime and anywhere to give off the aura of a male model in a magazine.A pair of eye-catching long legs are exposed, and the feet are all skinny and slender with literary temperament.

Ling He wanted to sleep at first, but he probably felt that he ate too much Hong Kong-style shrimp dumpling and siu mai. He rubbed his stomach, lifted his hair and smelled it, and was immediately so smoked that he fell heavily on the bed and had nothing to love.

Yan Xiaodao ran on the other party: "You want to ask me to wash your hair for you?"

Ling He replied, lying on his back: "I really can't bear to bother Corporal Yan who is in such a busy schedule."

Yan Xiaodao joked: "Long hair is particularly inhaling second-hand smoke, you should cut it off!"

Ling He said: "I had this hairstyle when I was three years old, and I have stubbornly never cut it short for 20 years, and I don't plan to change it."

Ling He sat on the high stool in front of the bathroom sink and bent down.Yan Xiaodao stood behind Ling He in silence, smoothing his hair with the lightest force with both hands, and wetting it with warm water bit by bit.

He purposely opened the door of the bathroom completely, using the bright lights around him and the sense of transparency that he could hear the movement and sound from upstairs and downstairs to cool down his hot, fiery body that was about to move.

Yan Xiaodao drank a lot at the reception, and he killed a bottle and a half of red wine and a lot of champagne, but he couldn't remember.He has always drank a lot, and he didn't feel his face was red when he dealt with Zhao Qifeng.In the dead of night, after washing Ling He's hair, he began to notice the strong stamina of alcohol. Standing under the yellow halo of the wall lamp, his eyes were in a daze, and his fingers trembled unnaturally.

He never shakes when holding a knife, but when holding a few strands of wet, soft and harmless hair, he does.

He slowly foamed and pressed the position behind the ears. Ling He thought his movements were too gentle: "You push harder, the more you rub like this, the more itchy I get."

Yan Xiaodao: "Itchy?"

Ling He: "I didn't itch at first, but now I feel itchy after you rub it."

"I didn't squeak you." Yan Xiaodao smiled helplessly, "My hands are too rough, I'm afraid you will feel uncomfortable."

As a prank, Ling He suddenly stretched out a finger to poke his armpit, Yan Xiaodao was caught off guard, and his weakness was touched, a place that had never been touched before, and his whole body was about to explode...

Ling He snorted, "Where's your knife? You don't have a knife on you... and you're not afraid that I'll hurt you."

Yan Xiaodao's natural subwoofer is especially mellow and attractive tonight: "Come on, let me see how you hurt me."

Ling He was stuttering today, but he didn't hear it because of his sharp tongue, he almost blurted out, if he has the guts not to bring a knife, he is not afraid that I will rape you?

When rinsing off the shampoo, Yan Xiaodao carefully removed the foam from Ling He's ears and the back of his neck.The skin on his fingertips and palms is covered with scars and calluses, and he always feels sorry for touching the other person's skin. Asking him to massage must be similar to polishing with a piece of sandpaper.

The curvature of the back of Linghe's neck looked good, and a lot of water still flowed down his neck and chest.The man lifted his shirt and wiped his face and water, his voice of complaints was muffled and buried in the folds of the fabric, his temper and attitude were rare, and he was completely different from the big star who was overbearing and bitter a few hours ago. people.

Yan Xiaodao gently dried the other person's hair, and at this moment, the phone rang in his trouser pocket.

Qi Baoshan's regular telephone number.

He really fell into a moment of hesitation, but precisely because he had to answer in front of Ling He, it would be too embarrassing to reveal the truth of his reluctance.He is really not the kind of person who gets tired of lingering with anyone.

Yan Xiaodao went into the other bathroom with a sullen face, stepping on and squatting on the toilet seat as usual, so the toilet seat in his house was replaced frequently.His godfather always runs on him, saying that he is the posture of some farmer in the village squatting on the front of the threshold to eat a big bowl of noodles, it's so fucking stupid.

"Xiaodao, I just want to tell you that I will be back in a few days." Qi Baoshan suddenly cut to the point after chatting a few homely things.

Maybe it was just a temptation, but it really tempted him.When a thunderbolt struck the top of his head, he could feel Yan Xiaodao's heartbeat missed three beats through the phone, and his brain waves suddenly jumped wildly, as if he was facing a big enemy: "...Well, yes, I will pick you up when I come back. "

Qi Baoshan clearly sneered, but he didn't seem to be angry: "Xiaodao, it's spread all over the circle, and I know it from eight provinces away. Godfather will tell you a joke. This joke says... A male vixen bent the straight and straight Yan Xiaodao next to me! I’m just slapping my teeth and asking you, is there such a thing?”

Yan Xiaodao was at a loss for words, and his temples hurt, accompanied by the uncontrollable laughter of the wily and calculating Master Qi on the phone.Qi Baoshan snorted: "Hehe, you don't want his mother to talk to me and pretend to be mean, you are my son, this is the first time I ask you this kind of thing? If you have it, say yes, if you don't, then you don't."

Yan Xiaodao suppressed and said: "What did people tell you? No, I haven't."

Qi Baoshan scolded happily: "If you have whored, you can say you have! I am not worried that you prostituted him or fucked him. I am worried that you didn't do it, but you have already been tempted and lost your way."

Yan Xiaodao said frankly: "No. Even if I was behind your back, I really didn't do that."

Qi Baoshan sighed helplessly, feeling a little distressed: "Xiaodao, I guessed it, you didn't do it, and you didn't have a chance to get started. People outside know what the hell."

"..." Yan Xiaodao thought to himself, did Master Qi install a camera under his master bed?

Qi Baoshan said slowly: "Who is Ling Huang's son? Do you know what he used to do? You underestimated him. He could let anyone get his hands on him. Even I don't believe it. The goblin just wanted to bite and hurt people." Human, he didn't come out to play with you, so he can suffer?"

Yan Xiaodao grasped one key point in a bunch of lyrical complaints: "What did he do before?"

Master Qi's rare words were disgusted, and he said with disdain: "I am also a father to others, and I also have a son who is not born by blood. I can't accept it, so I despise certain things and I don't want to tell you.

"If I tell you that Ling Huang and his own son are not clean, Ling Huang mutilated his son's legs and raised him in captivity. Do you believe it or not? Ling Huang may not have died, and the father and son have always been together Do you believe it or not? Otherwise, Watanabe Yangshan, a treacherous and cunning man, could suffer such a big loss from a 20-year-old boy? Of course, it is all rumors in the world. No one is alive or dead in the prison. In short, no one has seen Ling Huang's body with his own eyes. Ship it out and be cremated."

Yan Xiaodao maintained his squatting position and closed his eyes, using his trembling Adam's apple to suppress the sudden upsurge in his stomach.

Grandpa Qi may have talked about some odd details, but he didn't hear clearly, and he suppressed for a few minutes to calm down the energy in his stomach, he was already drunk and dizzy.

His godfather had no reason to deliberately lie to him.

But this kind of rivers and lakes rumors are made up and people believe it?

Have all the editors and pickers met Mr. Ling himself?

The godfather and him hang on the same vine, both prosperity and loss, so that they will not intentionally reverse right and wrong.But Yan Xiaodao believes in his own judgment in everything. He is almost 30 years old and has seen countless human-shaped monsters and ghosts in the world. He intuitively feels that Ling He is not "that kind of person". Ling He has two faces in front of him, with distinct likes and dislikes, but which one None of the secondary faces are "that kind of guy."

Ling He told him about the past in the small white building in the countryside, and told him that his father loved his mother very much.

Ling He laughed and scolded Watanabe Yangshan, You Haodong's stern words, his disdain for Jian Mingjue, and his harsh sarcasm to Mai Yunliang, and Yirudao scolded Watanabe Yangshan, and Yan Xiaodao can still recite the whole story to this day. Every word is in line with his intentions, poking his heart, every word reveals some imprints of this person dissolved in his bones and blood, it is Linghe's only real hole card - other things are probably nonsense few.

People who are noble and proud, even narcissistic and conceited like Ling He, will not be willing to be restrained by others and do disgraceful things.Yan Xiaodao thinks that he and Ling He are confidants and appreciate each other in this matter, which cannot be provoked by others.

Qi Baoshan suddenly calmed down, and said earnestly: "Xiaodao, you and my father and son have been here for so many years, and the future will be long, and I will keep mine for you. I am afraid that you will not be able to take care of my family business. You should understand how I treat you."

Yan Xiaodao's heart sank: "Godfather, what are you talking about? I don't know how you treat me, so what kind of wolf-hearted person have I become?"

Qi Baoshan interrupted him: "Just to tell you from the bottom of my heart, Ling is definitely not a kind person. He will not be kind to us. You can do him, but don't be tempted. I will soon I’m back, but I still don’t trust you, I’m afraid that you will follow other people’s ways and let someone have an ulterior motive.”

"No, thanks godfather for reminding me, I'll be careful." Yan Xiaodao said.

Qi Baoshan finally said: "If you think this kid is troublesome and you can't handle it, just throw him on the street, and someone will take over, so that we don't have to make a big trouble, and we can't kill him, and we can't offer him up. "

……

Yan Xiaodao hung up the phone, slapped himself hard on the face a few times so as not to reveal too much emotion, and squatted on the toilet for a long time before getting up.

Under the light in the bathroom, Ling He sat motionless on the high stool, tilted his head back, closed his eyes and rested his mind.Her hair has been blown dry, but her body is as if she has been rinsed in a bathtub. The white shirt is soaked through, and it is transparent and tight on the skin, showing a beautiful flesh-colored color.A drop of water restlessly slipped down from the temples, playfully meandering through the veins of the neck, and finally merged into the neckline lively, blending into the seductive honey-colored skin.

The beauty is not skin-deep, and the silhouette under the lamp is as picturesque as a picture.

Ling He turned to look at him: "Master Qi is on the phone."

Yan Xiaodao: "How do you know?"

Ling He looked at him distressedly: "You look as if you have just been beaten, and only Qi Baoshan can force you out of this expression. You might as well just throw me on the street, so as not to be so tormented. Embarrassment. Mr. Yan, I don't want to embarrass you. "

Yan Xiaodao laughed helplessly, really wanted to give Ling He a big applause, really wanted to step forward and kiss this person's face, outline, lips... He didn't do anything, but he was really tempted.

Yan Xiaodao stared into Ling He's eyes: "I smoked it myself."

"Don't, your face hurts, there's no need to be so embarrassing." Ling He shook his head in disapproval, sometimes his mind was so mature that it was daunting, but in the blink of an eye he showed a joyful and expectant smile, "Mr. Yan, I will teach you to play a tune tomorrow. You order, which one you order, I will teach you which one!"

That night, Boss Yan didn't sleep well.

He did not admit that it was because of Ling He, but the main reason was that he drank alcohol and had a headache.Another important reason is that someone was shooting under the window outside his room.

Overhearing the sex was a damned accident.It is estimated that in his desperation, the old man completely forgot that their boss recently slept in the guest room, not the master bedroom, and the window of the guest room is just a few meters above the base of the wall.More importantly, this guy Hiroko has just dated his girlfriend recently, who is also a half-loved woman, and the two of them seem to be getting serious.Hiroko knew that his boss didn't keep girls at home overnight, and he didn't dare to break the rules, but he couldn't bear to let go when the hour came. The two of them looked at each other like glue under the moonlight, and couldn't help but stood at the base of the wall. gun.

This incident is extremely ridiculous, Yan Xiaodao didn't care about his brother doing this outside, they are all hot-blooded young men, no one has any emotions, don't let the girl you like, this is what he told his brother.

It's just that the movement was too close, and there was a burst of hasty and chaotic breathing, but it revealed the fiery sincerity.The bottom of the window was as close as the bottom of the bed, and the sound was as loud as a drum, driven by the drunkenness, it was about to burn his bed.

Now when he opens the window and stretches out his arms, he can give Kuan a bullet, or just throw a shoe or pour a basin of water in it, but that's too unreasonable, a gentleman has the beauty of an adult.

Yan Xiaodao felt that the wall beside his bed was moving, and could even count the frequency of the shaking up and down.He turned over silently in the dark, wrapped in a quilt, and suppressed the abnormal movements of his lower body that were not controlled by his brain... But there was an "ow" sound from under him, and then he writhed and gasped. The innocent Mrs. Xiong was woken up by his hand, With a groan of dissatisfaction, she rolled off the bed and rolled into her husband's arms.

Dogs come in pairs.

Yan Xiaodao got out of bed without saying a word, and shut himself in the bathroom.

He is also a man of vigorous blood, and he also has seven emotions and six desires.

The cold water column under the nozzle finally diluted the hot burning sensation on the skin, but it still failed to extinguish the burning heart fire.

Yan Xiaodao didn't take off his pajamas, and looked down at his sweatshirt and shorts, which were quickly wetted into transparent by the splash of water, revealing his wheat-yellow well-proportioned muscles.He pressed his forehead against the wet tiles, but he couldn't stop the intoxicated smile on his lips.He fantasizes about the faint honey color, the delicate and perfect figure, the slender legs, the long hair and the slightly trembling Adam's apple... His rough fingers are about to bleed from his fragile places, and he really wants to get out of the white mist. He grabbed out the hand that he was holding in his dreams, allowing fantasy and reality to overlap beautifully on his body.

A series of low-pitched gasps finally burst out from Yan Xiaodao's throat, and the gasps were finally submerged in the gurgling water and lingering steam, and no one was alarmed.

……

In the next two days, the professional tuner invited by Mr. Yan came to the door continuously to debug the concert-level piano.

It was also because a certain customer was extremely picky, for fear of ruining the high-end products Mr. Yan bought to show his love. If it wasn't for his inconvenient legs and feet, Mr. Ling would almost have to drill himself into the key bellows to fiddle with those extremely complicated mechanical parts , study one by one.

In the afternoon of this day, Mr. Yan had a simple lunch with a few secretary subordinates in the fast food department downstairs of the company, walked through the business hall on the first floor with one hand in his pocket, and turned into a coffee shop.

This store does not belong to a chain giant brand that is flooded and over-mixed all over the street. It is unique and exclusive.The boss is a young guy from out of town, and he has just opened for business. It doesn't look like he can make much money back to his capital, but Sheng is sincere and serious in doing business.Yan Xiaodao didn't like drinking coffee that much at first, but one night when he came home from get off work, he brought Linghe two cups of latte smoothies recommended by the shop owner for a special buy-one-get-one-free offer, which was rarely praised by Mr. Ling.The two of them drank the same two cups of drinks, and it felt very good... Yan Xiaodao has now become a VIP card point customer of this store, and he joins in every day.

The little brother is quite cool, and he didn't particularly enthusiastically flatter him as a VIP. He nodded slightly: "Boss, please order."

Yan Xiaodao squinted at the small blackboard of the menu: "The one recommended yesterday, what is it..."

Brother Ku turned around and went to get a cup: "Iced Soy Milk Matcha Latte, wait a minute."

Yan Xiaodao smiled, feeling that the little brother really has a heart.

The guest who followed him also ordered a glass of something.While waiting for the coffee, Yan Xiaodao raised his eyes and was stunned.He couldn't remember the name of the fancy coffee because he didn't focus on those trivial things, but his brain was good enough to remember the facial features. This customer covered his whole face with a hat, sunglasses and a large anti-PM2.5 mask. No one around recognized him as a man. star.

Yan Xiaodao knew at a glance that this person was Mai Yunliang.

He recognized the outline of Mai Yunliang's neck to the collarbone, where the muscle texture tended to narrow inward, the neck was tight and slender, and the blue blood vessels protruded outward, which was very characteristic.Attention to these details is sometimes necessary. For example, if you want to select a certain large artery for bleeding, or avoid a certain artery and only poke a small hole without hurting people, you need to pay attention to the details of the knife.Therefore, Yan Xiaodao sometimes commented on the "defective finished product" of other people's work, and he couldn't help complaining to Director Bao that this was done by an amateur, and he hacked recklessly.

Mai Yunliang lowered his head and approached, nodding politely.Yan Xiaodao replied "Hello" lightly, and then went to get his own coffee. He was actually going to pretend that he didn't recognize the other party.

Through the mask, Mai Yunliang seemed to be covered with a layer of human skin, and his voice was dull and thick: "Mr. Yan, I will take the first flight back to Hong Kong tomorrow morning, and I may not have a chance to see you again. Can you take a moment to talk."

Yan Xiaodao was very polite and didn't give face: "There is a meeting soon, and I have to withdraw after buying coffee."

Mai Yunliang's frustrated and pleading eyes can be seen through the sunglasses, which makes Yan Xiaodao feel unbearable.He really doesn't dislike the other party, it's all for Ling He.Even if Ling He doesn't keep an eye on him and check his position, he thinks that he should avoid suspicion, and he already likes the bad-tempered and jealous Mr. Ling, so he won't do things like melon fields with others.

Mai Yunliang suddenly approached: "Mr. Yan, I have something to tell you. Do you know who Mr. Ling is next to you? Why is he so guarded against me talking to you? ... I have seen him many years ago He is, I know him."

Yan Xiaodao's pupils shrank suddenly, even though he intentionally maintained it and tried to appear calm, it was difficult to conceal the expansion and contraction of his pupils.

Yan Xiaodao hummed in a low voice: "What do you mean?"

Mai Yunliang said nothing, turned around and left.

Yan Xiaodao hurriedly followed and stepped out of the store, and vaguely heard the owner of the shop yelling at their backs: "Hey, sir, your coffee!"...

Mai Yunliang frightened all the way to his private car on the side of the office building, pulled the door and was stopped by Yan Xiaodao in an instant.Yan Xiaodao stretched out his fingers and lifted the opponent's mask lightly, revealing Mai Yunliang's pale and panting face: "Speak clearly before you go."

Mai Yunliang said: "Mr. Yan, can you get in the car? Let's find a coffee shop or a tea restaurant. Don't get me wrong."

Yan Xiaodao stared at the other party's car and hesitated for a moment, then took the car key: "I'll drive, tell me where you are going."

Yan Xiaodao's superficial reason for the other party is very considerate, this is the mainland, Mr. Mai is not used to driving on the right, so don't drive indiscriminately.In fact, he is used to being cautious, the car keys and steering wheel must be in his own hands, and he will not just sit in someone else's car.

As soon as he got started, he felt that the expensive brand car was in good condition. Yan Xiaodao looked contemptuously at the small gray car in the distance in the rearview mirror that was suspected to be about to activate the tracking system, and told him "Mr. Mai hurry up".

Mai Yunliang hadn't figured it out yet, Yan Xiaodao drove on the road at the end of the isolation pier in the middle line, turned suddenly and made a U-turn in front of the opposite car, the rear of the car flew up, and then jumped down the auxiliary road and turned right to get rid of the surroundings line of sight.There were insults and sudden brakes from other vehicles behind him, and when someone wanted to follow, he had already driven the car five kilometers away.