My bamboo horse is scumbag

After the Qingming Festival, Ning City entered a long and repeated rainy season, which made people upset.

GC's key project this year is the future new CBD jointly planned with the district government, which integrates commerce, offices, hotels, and apartments, with a subway above, well-known five-star hotels settled in, and 5A-level office buildings.The real estate developer has already heard the news, and several nearby sites have been auctioned at high prices, but the planning report he led was blocked by the board of directors.The government couldn't wait, and Chen Youhan was so upset that he almost got into a fight with someone at the meeting.

Unhappiness at work carries over to personal life.There are few people waiting for him in Huangtian, and it is widely rumored in the circle that Chen Shao's temperament has changed drastically in the past month or so, and he is inconsiderate, and even the bed has become a lot more tyrannical.There are tens of millions of rich people, and there are endless rich people with fresh pictures, so naturally there is no need to rush to be abused.

Yu Tian has also reached the deadline for tasting.He is a smart man, he doesn't ask Chen Youhan for money, he wants an art exhibition, he wants Chen Youhan to build momentum for him in the top luxury shopping mall under the name of GC, and he invites the most famous critics and teachers in the circle to endorse him on the platform, and finally he is recognized by the domestic cutting-edge business The art museum held a solo exhibition, which successfully broke the commercial auction record of his age.

After this combination of punches, Boss Qiao once discovered that there are many young men who are engaged in art in Huangtian.

Going around, Chen Youhan's bedside people changed like a lantern, but Wu Sijiu stayed.He kept his promise and never harassed him without calling. He just sent Chen Youhan a WeChat message saying good morning and evening every day, and occasionally rushed to accompany him when he was upset.Wu Sijiu's stubbornness is flexible and silent, he has never been tough, nor is he tired of being coquettish, Chen Youhan loses his temper with him like hitting cotton, in the end even Qiao Chu can't stand to help him, so he always It is logical to stay.

They didn't sleep much, but they didn't end up very happy.Wu Sijiu suspected that Chen Youhan was actually tired of him. He felt his irritability and tyranny on the bed, as if he hated having sex with him, but he couldn't control it, so he became more and more violent, trying to use this to punish someone.

In mid-April, when the art test scores came down, Wu Sijiu passed the professional scores of his favorite college.It is a national first-class academy of fine arts in the province, with a department of printmaking.He settled down and entered the sprint stage of preparing for the cultural class.What flattered him was that Chen Youhan actually hired him a one-on-one tutoring class with a famous teacher in all subjects.This made Wu Sijiu tremble more than any expensive gift or secondary card.After the math teacher finished his homework and left with his bag, Wu Sijiu lay on the desk and kept crying, until his sleeves were wet.His mother barged in without knocking, the relationship between the two had dropped to a freezing point, and the only speech left was sarcasm: "Are you ashamed? You have to ask the teacher to come to the door after being taken care of by others? I have no face to say hello to anyone!"

Wu Sijiu raised his face, his red eyes were full of paranoia: "What are you farting? We are dating normally!"

"Normal relationship? I'm ashamed for you!"

Wu Sijiu knew that his mother's condition had been repeated recently, so he suppressed the urge to defend himself, but rubbed his brows tiredly: "I don't want to quarrel with you, two months, you let me live these two months with peace of mind, after that I'm going to college, you can scold me as much as you like."

With a bang, the old-fashioned aluminum alloy glass door was thrown and trembled.

The phone buzzed, it was a WeChat voice call.He cheered up and swiped open the screen. It was Boss Joe.

"Chen Youhan is drunk," Qiao Chu cut to the chase and ordered, "You take care of it."

After hanging up the phone, Qiao Chu pushed Chen Youhan: "Huh? Wake up, is the hotel still your home?"

Kiki spoke next to him: "It's been almost four months, and you haven't entered the room yet?"

Qiao Chu said angrily, "There's something wrong with him!"

Kiki was thoughtful: "I think Young Master Chen looks quite sick recently."

"Are you courting death?" Qiao Chu looked at him.

"No, what I mean is, I think Young Master Chen has something special recently... just, he looks very unhappy." Kiki searched his stomach, but he hated it when he used up the book.

Qiao Chu pondered for a while, and found that Chen Youhan's recent state was not right.

Kiki sighed: "Young Master Chen is so strict, Xiao Jiu has been with him for so long and can't even enter the house."

"He's emotionally clean."

The white towel for wiping the cup stopped on the side of the cup, and Kiki looked washed away: "Young Master Chen? Emotional cleanliness? Boss, am I deaf or are you crazy?"

Qiao Chu smiled frivolously with a cigarette in his mouth: "Really, he either doesn't like it, or he is serious. He can sleep everywhere because this grandson has never been sincere to anyone, and he has no burden in his heart, understand?"

Kiki respectfully said, "It's hard to find such a perfect benefactor these days."

As a result, this respect did not last for two seconds, and he was slapped in the face in seconds——

"But the essence of a capitalist is to grab both hands and not waste both hands." Qiao Chu clicked his tongue twice: "As long as the last second before the secret love comes to fruition, it will not delay him sleeping around while liking others."

Kiki burst out laughing: "Okay, as expected of him."

While speaking, Wu Sijiu arrived.It was the busiest time in the bar. He glanced around the counter, but saw no one. The bartender on duty at the counter said, "Pick up Young Master Chen, right? Qiao Chu is in the first box on the left on the second floor."

Wu Sijiu ran up in three steps at a time, pushed open the heavy box door, and asked Qiao Chu panting as he walked, "Is he all right?"

"Just drink too much, why, are you afraid we will insult him?" Qiao Chu smiled lazily: "Come on, Kiki, help Xiaojiu."

Chen Youhan wasn't so drunk that he passed out, he was still vaguely conscious.Wu Sijiu supported him, and stumbled through the changing neon lights.

Someone whistled at him: "Hey, Mrs. Chen is here?"

Wu Si didn't pay attention to him for a long time, his face was cold and haughty.When he came outside, Qiao Chu had already arranged a car. He stuffed Chen Youhan into the back seat and fastened his seat belt.The driver asked where to go.According to the usual practice, it was the Sheraton next door, but Chen Youhan unconsciously reported an address at this time.

Wu Sijiu was startled, thinking he was hallucinating.He slightly turned his head to look at Chen Youhan, for fear that his movement would wake him up and make him take back what he just said.But Chen Youhan seemed to have fallen asleep leaning against the back of the chair.

Half an hour later, the special car stopped at the downstairs of a high-end apartment by the river.

"Brother Youhan? Brother? Here we are, which floor? Where is Ka?"

The property management here is strict. Not only do you need to swipe the access control card to enter the door, but even the elevator has one card for each household. After sensing, it automatically locates the owner's floor.Wu Sijiu fumbled through his pockets and trouser pockets, but found nothing.The security guard recognized Chen Youhan as the owner of the 39th floor, and said that he could help, but he needed to register.Chen Youhan half hugged him, half of his weight was on Wu Sijiu's body, and said vaguely: "Xiao Kai, you go to register."

With a swipe, the security guard saw that the young man in front of him was pale, an unhuman whiteness that couldn't be concealed under the brilliant crystal chandelier.

He mechanically walked to the front desk, picked up a pen, and wrote down stroke by stroke: Ye Kai, visit time: 22:35

The rain in Ning City falls as soon as it is said.

The security guard took the elevator with them to the 32nd floor for diversion, swiped the card, and pressed 39, telling Wu Sijiu that there is one elevator for one household, and the elevator opens from the back.There were only two people left in the car, and the air conditioner was blowing cold air, making Wu Sijiu's limbs feel cold and stiff.The smooth staircase door reflected him supporting Chen Youhan, standing upright with no expression on his face.

"Brother Youhan." He woke up Chen Youhan, "We're here, what's the password?"

If Chen Youhan recognized him and asked him to go back in the rain, he would not have any objections.But Chen Youhan's gaze focused on his face and then became unfocused, and he reported a series of numbers dreamily.Wu Sijiu pressed it as promised, the electronic door lock made a clicking sound, and said "Welcome home" with a sweet mechanical female voice.

Chen Youhan fell down at the entrance, his consciousness was like a sharp knife slashing, bringing out a short spark of sobriety, and immediately sank into illusory ups and downs.

Wu Sijiu helped him take off his shoes under the warm porch light, half squatted and half knelt in front of him, and asked softly, "Brother Youhan, do I want to go back?"

Chen Youhan's gaze rested quietly on his face for two seconds.

This glance made Wu Sijiu's fingers numb.

He had a sore nose—the eyes of Chen Youhan, the eyes of the person he likes, deep, gentle, suppressing infinite love, like looking at the most precious treasure in the world through glass, knowing that you should stay away, but you can't help but sink .

Under such gaze, Wu Sijiu trembled like a leaf falling in the wind.Although Chen Youhan didn't say a word, he knew that that look didn't belong to him.

Lightning tore through the sky, and the large flat floor of nearly [-] square meters has all-glass floor-to-ceiling windows in one go, reflecting the heavy rain and tumbling thunderclouds over the city, and the rainwater washes into rivers on the windows.Indoors, the fully automatic sensor night lights are all on, shrouding a dim and warm halo.Neither the sound of thunder nor the sound of rain invaded here at all, Chen Youhan looked at him quietly in the hallway, then grabbed his head, and kissed him forcefully and crazily.

The handmade wool flat-weave rug was ruined badly under him, and the clothes were scattered, kissing eagerly from the hallway to the living room, stumbling all the way.The sofa was deeply dented under the weight of two grown men.Wu Sijiu leaned on the back of the sofa, knelt on his knees, raised his neck high, and let out a broken voice.

The people behind entered tirelessly.From his shoulders to his thighs, Wu Sijiu's whole body was trembling.

"Cold?" He hugged his arms even tighter, and asked in a deep voice against his ear, the breath he exhaled was hot and drunk.

Kiss his earlobe again.

Wu Sijiu trembled uncontrollably.

So comfortable.

So comfortable that he was going crazy.

...and so gentle.

So gentle that he cried.

The flushed cheeks couldn't hold back the tears, and they dripped down on the back of Chen Youhan's hands.He stopped almost immediately, and although he was drunk, he still asked hoarsely and nervously: "Baby, does it hurt?"

Wu Sijiu whimpered and shook his head, then nodded indiscriminately.

Chen Youhan wiped his tears with his fingertips, and a series of kisses lingered gently on the side of his neck, comfortingly coaxing: "I'm sorry, Xiao Kai, I'm sorry, I'll be lighter, okay?"

The impact inside the body was slow, deep, and hard.

Wu Sijiu sobbed louder, and couldn't help but turn around.The corners of his eyes were crimson, his eyes showed his usual stubbornness and obstinacy, his lips were red and swollen, he looked at Chen Youhan desperately through tears, desperately wanting to be recognized.

Chen Youhan did not pause.He broke his chin and kissed him hard, kissing him with the best skill and the deepest tenderness.He was almost breathless with kisses.

The rain stopped.

Wu Sijiu turned his head to look, and outside the floor-to-ceiling windows was the sleepless bustle of Ning City in the middle of the night, above the vast lights, he was holding Chen Youhan's kneeling body with his hands behind his back.

... I have caught your secret, Brother Youhan.