After Cheng Qianyang was "fired" by Radio and Television, he ate and drank in the Lu Ancheng store every day, and stopped looking for a new job.

He euphemistically called it "helping with business", but in fact it was to monitor him and keep him from flirting with the bunch of "princesses" and "ducks".

Lu Ancheng is usually so flirtatious in the store, but now he can't have fun when the guests come, and he has to feel the dark eyes in the corner after drinking a few more glasses of wine, this business is really impossible!

Lu Ancheng became furious, pushed Cheng Qianyang into the tool room, leaned against him and asked:

"Stinky boy, what the hell do you want to do!? Ah? You still don't let me do business, do you!"

Cheng Qianyang surrendered innocently, blinking his beautiful blue eyes:

"An'an, you misunderstood me, what's wrong with me? I just look at you."

"You fucking just look at—look at me?"

Lu Ancheng murmured in his heart, this kid's eyes were so hot that he seemed to want to swallow him alive, others don't know, so what if he can't feel it?Tens of thousands of suit jackets would make his eyes pierced!

"if not?"

Taking advantage of Lu Ancheng's inattention, Cheng Qianyang quickly pulled his hand on the door panel, crossed his hands behind his back, grabbed the place where his wrists overlapped with one hand, and protected his face with the other hand, and pushed him against the door panel, leaning forward Cling to his back.

"I just want to see what you think about and write about. What's wrong? Can't you think about it?"

Cheng Qianyang blew lightly into Lu Ancheng's ear. The two of them had just done it in the evening, and Lu Ancheng's body was still sensitive. This moment directly made him tremble, and he couldn't help but burst out.

Cheng Qianyang smiled:

"Or do you want to have something substantive with me in the store—"

"You fucking fart! Let me go!"

Lu Ancheng twisted twice in a panic, trying to break free from Cheng Qianyang's imprisonment.

"Do you think business is easy to do now? Huh? Don't pull me because you love to drink northwest wind! I still want to eat and drink spicy food for a few more years!"

Cheng Qianyang was concerned about Lu Ancheng's body, but he really didn't want to do anything, he just kissed his temples and said softly:

"Then go to the United States with me, and I will treat you to delicious food and spicy food."

……

So within half a month, Lu Ancheng was dragged onto the plane by Cheng Qianyang and flew to the other side of the ocean.

Florida, Orlando.

Lu Ancheng came to this place once, when he sent his third child to California to attend a summer camp. When he stopped by to meet a friend, he picked up Cheng Qianyang, who was an undercover black farmer at the time, by the nearby highway.

"What are we doing here? Don't tell me you're on vacation."

Lu Ancheng took off his sunglasses and felt the tropical sea breeze head-on.

"Almost, I said honeymoon, do you think it's okay?"

Cheng Qianyang drove with one hand, and handed a can of Coke to Lu Ancheng with the other.

Lu Ancheng refused in disgust:

"What the hell? I don't drink carbonated drinks. I either drink water or alcohol. You can enjoy this killing/sperm thing yourself!"

Cheng Qianyang almost slammed on the brakes, he laughed:

"Kill what? Anyway, I don't need a son, do you want one?"

Lu Ancheng blushed:

"I don't fucking want it, it's skinny like a monkey, and it's not good-looking."

Cheng Qianyang suddenly realized and shook his head:

"Oh, An An, you misunderstood. I didn't say you want a son. I meant that my sperm is useless by itself. Maybe you want it? If you want it, I will give it to you every day and let you keep it Bar."

"Cheng Qianyang, shut up the fuck!"

Lu Ancheng slammed the back of the seat twice frantically, almost jumping off the car halfway.Fortunately, they soon arrived at their destination, in front of a villa with a South American style.

Lu Ancheng stepped into the porch, and felt that the decoration of the house was quite chic, and it would be really comfortable for a short trip.

"Not bad, your friend's room?"

Lu Ancheng walked around the first floor, and finally stood on the small terrace behind the house, leaning on the wooden railing to look out.

Not far away is the corner of cocoa beach, very remote, almost no outsiders, only see the blue water and soft sandy beach.

Cheng Qianyang stood behind him at some point, stretched out his hand to hold his waist, pressed his profile to his back, and said in a muffled voice:

"No, I bought it myself. I also want to have a home of my own in my father's hometown and live with my lover."

Lu Ancheng's back shrank violently.

He turned around in that posture, held Cheng Qianyang's head in his arms, and comforted him emotionally:

"You have done a good job. Really, your parents are alive and well. They must be proud of having such a kind, brave, and upright son like you. Truth and justice are what they have been pursuing all their lives. They have gained from you. You are really successful, Cheng Qianyang, you will always be proud in my heart."

Lu Ancheng used to speak swear words in the past, he could use swear words in eight out of ten sentences, it was too difficult for him to say words without even a single insulting word.

But in this situation, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion, how hard-earned the days of peace and comfort are.

How precious it is to be with the one you love.

"Really? Ann, are you proud of me?"

Cheng Qianyang raised his head and looked at him with deep eyes.

Lu Ancheng blushed embarrassedly and nodded.

"Well, really."

"But now I have lost my job, what are you proud of?"

Cheng Qianyang asked in confusion, but quietly moved his hands, down, down, and pinched Lu Ancheng's ass/ass along the hip line.

"Oh I see! You must be proud of my job!"

……

"Cheng Qianyang!!!"

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It's the first time in almost a year!

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