you better leave me alone

"These photos...do you see?"

The middle-aged man behind the desk was surrounded by smoke, and the smell of cigarettes filled the entire office.

Ponytail scratched his head nervously.

Super Chen stubbed out the cigarette butt, and asked meaningfully: "The kid went to look for you?"

Mawei nodded again and again: "He took all the photos away, there are only a few left."

"How did you get it?"

Mawei was stunned, touched his nose and said in embarrassment: "He...he..."

"Slapped you up?"

Ma Wei didn't have the nerve to say that he was intimidated and confessed in a few words, so he could only nod along with the words.

Chen Chao laughed.

Ponytail couldn't tell whether he was genuinely laughing or mocking, and became more and more confused.

Chen Chao opened the drawer and took out a stack of banknotes from it.

"Snapped."

Hundreds of dollars were thrown on the table.

Chen Chao waved his hand to let him go, and left a sentence: "Keep the photos."

Mawei was startled, but didn't dare to ask more questions, took the money and left.

Just after taking a step, Chen Chao asked again: "Are there any other photos?"

Mawei paused, turned his head stiffly, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "No, no."

Super Chen narrowed his eyes, raised his finger and waved it back and forth: "Don't follow him from now on."

Mawei agreed again and again, and ran away in a hurry.

After the people left, the huge office became empty again. Chen Chao leaned on the boss chair, with a few photos spread out in front of him.

The image of two people in the photo was a bit too new for a man his age.

After a while, Yang Lei came and knocked on the door.

"Enter."

After Yang Lei came in, he closed the door, dragged a stool and sat down: "The things are gone, the little bastard stole them all, and didn't keep a single one."

Chen Chao raised his finger and tapped on the table: "Isn't it?"

Yang Lei craned his neck to look over, then quickly stepped back, twisting his neck uncomfortably.

Chen Chao "clicked" to light a cigarette again. He was an old smoker, and basically smoked a pack and a half a day.

Seeing his actions, Yang Lei felt that the situation was not good.

Sure enough, after smoking half of the cigarette, Chen Chao began to curse.

"Where did you find the stupid stuff, you can only take pictures."

Yang Lei said: "You said at the beginning that you want to get back 20 yuan, so you shouldn't inquire about the situation first? Although his method is insignificant, it is intuitive."

Chen Chao: "Intuitive ass!"

Yang Lei was sprayed with spittle, not daring to dislike it, wiped his face with the palm of his hand, and continued: "I won't take pictures in the future. The previous photos were taken away by him, I will deal with these few later."

Seeing that Yang Lei seemed to think that the matter was over, Super Chen shook off the soot and spoke suddenly, which stunned Yang Lei.

"How long have we known each other?"

Yang Lei recalled: "Nearly ten years ago, you took me away on the construction site."

"Ten years, in another ten years I should retire."

Yang Lei frowned: "What do you mean?"

"We have a project in hand, and we must do things cleanly, and we will wipe the edge if it is not good enough."

Yang Lei was silent for a while, showing annoyance, frowned his thick brows, and said, "It's my fault."

Chen Chao stopped at the point: "There will be no next time."

"There is no next time, thank you Brother Chen, I will definitely get the 20 back for you."

Mawei ran all the way to the intersection, turned his head and could no longer see the shadow of the small building, and kicked the stones on the ground like a ghost.

It was very late, and the only noise in this barren suburb was the "dididi" noise of machines, and there was not even a canteen in sight.

He squeezed onto the bus with his pocket in his pocket, clutching the few hundred yuan that Super Chen had just given him, and counted blindly, it was about 500 yuan.

During this time, I was beaten and frightened, and it was worth 500 yuan.

No matter how you think about ponytail, it's not a taste.

My heart was congested, and a phone call came.

It's Yang Lei.

Mawei quickly connected: "Boss! What do you want me to do?""

Yang Lei seemed to be busy, and he spoke quickly: "In the future, Lin Zewu's matter has nothing to do with you, go do your own business, contact me when you have something to do, and I will call you later, that's all."

Before Mawei could speak, Yang Lei hung up the phone, and then came a transfer message of 2000 yuan.

Mawei was stunned for a while, and later realized that he worked so hard to do this job, and only took 500 yuan.

not worth.

This was the first thought that popped out of Ponytail.

Gotta find a way to get some more, he thought.

Wen Chen hugged Lin Zewu by the car for more than ten minutes, rubbed his head and waist, kissed him several times without resisting.

So, Wen Chen half hugged and half pulled him home.

While the person was taking a bath, Wen Chen briefly told Ma Yang about the matter.

Just after hanging up the phone, Lin Zewu opened the door and came out. When passing by the living room, he raised his eyelids a little, and caught Wen Chen who was quietly making a phone call in the living room.

Lin Zewu stopped, looked at him for a while and said, "I've finished washing, I'm going to sleep first."

Wen Chen: "No."

Seeing people disappear at the door of the bedroom, Wen Chen took his pajamas into the bathroom, took a shower, washed his hair and dried it, and finally got into the bed cleanly.

Lin Zewu breathed calmly with his back turned to him.

Wen Chen was lying on his side, looking at the back of his pitch-black head. Since the downstairs didn't answer the question just now, he changed the way of asking.

"Is there any injury?"

With his back turned to Wen Chen, he shook his head slightly.

"why did not you tell me?"

After a while, with his back turned to Wen Chen, he shook his head again.

Wen Chen stretched out his hand and pulled the man over. He turned over and locked Lin Zewu firmly under him.

At the moment when he was suppressed by a large piece of heat, Lin Zewu's brain froze for a moment.

"Don't say it? I don't think our relationship is that far, so I'm sorry to bother me?"

Only then did Lin Zewu speak: "No, it won't happen next time."

This said.

Wen Chen raised the corner of his mouth without losing the opportunity, and wrote "he doesn't believe it".

"No, you will definitely dare next time, why don't you dare?"

Lin Zewu quietly waited for the training.

As a result, Wen Chen didn't scold him or beat him, but just started to untie his belt calmly.

Lin Zewu's eyes widened slowly, and a tingling sensation slowly spread upward from the tailbone.

"……elder brother......"

Wen Chen lowered his head and kissed him, blocking his next words.

He held Lin Zewu's wrist with one hand, and shackled him to the pillow, and forced his legs wide open with his knees, leaving no room for resistance.

With the movement of his hand, the strength on Lin Zewu's wrist suddenly disappeared, and then his hand was taken to an unfamiliar place.

Lin Zewu's fingertips trembled, but he didn't say anything, except for an occasional groan.

Wen Chen's chest trembled, and even took time to laugh at his cuteness.

"……cough."

After the incident, the corners of Lin Zewu's eyes turned red, and he coughed with his face turned sideways.

Wen Chen turned his head and panted for a while, then said after he regained his composure, "Tell me?"

Lin Zewu's eyes flickered slightly, and finally he said slowly: "I had a fight with the inch-headed accomplice."

"He has accomplices?"

"Well, I beat him up and ran away."

Wen Chen raised his hand and rubbed the top of his head: "Is it really not hurt?"

Lin Zewu said: "No."

I don't know if Wen Chen believed it, but he just stared at Lin Zewu for nearly a minute, and finally looked at Lin Zewu's tired eyes and said nothing.

Wen Chen pushed aside the broken hair in front of his forehead: "It's all right."

Lin Zewu really couldn't sleep just now, after being teased by him for a while, he began to feel sleepy physically.

While still awake, Lin Zewu suddenly reached out and grabbed Wen Chen's arm.

Hearing Chen's movement of getting out of bed, he turned around and asked in surprise, "What's wrong?"

"Can you help me with my lessons?" Lin Zewu spoke slowly, as if he didn't sound like he was joking, "I want to do well in the exam."

Do well in the exam, and better.

Gradually gain the capital to gain a foothold in this society, get things that were daunting before, and work hard not to be trampled on by others at will.

"There are some topics that I can't figure out."

Wen Chen was surprised when these words came out of Lin Zewu's mouth.

Lin Zewu saw the meaning on his face and said, "Is it so scary?"

Wen Chen was amused, and seeing Lin Zewu's unbelievable expression, he immediately restrained his expression.

"No, I'm just relieved, you are finally sensible, son."

Lin Zewu: "..."

You are the cub.

"Okay, after get off work every day, plus weekends, you have to stay with me." Wen Chen returned to the topic.

Lin Zewu remembered one thing: "I remember, do you want to make up lessons for others on Sunday or Saturday?"

Wen Chen said: "There is no conflict. According to past experience, when I come back from making up lessons, you may not be up yet."

After finishing speaking, Wen Chen suddenly lifted the quilt, and as soon as he got out of bed, his hairs stood on end from the cold.

"Don't sleep yet."

Lin Zewu opened his eyes, and heard the sound of running water when Chen walked into the bathroom, and then heard that Chen came out with a towel and walked to Lin Zewu's side.

"Hand out."

The ambiguity that had just retreated because of studying this serious matter came back inexplicably.

Lin Zewu understood instantly, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

"I'll wash it myself."

Seeing him take the initiative to go to the bathroom, Wen Chen threw the towel back on the table, raised his voice and asked, "——Why are you so shy?"

The sound of water on the other side of the door rang loudly.

Wen Chen knocked on the door.

The sound of the water stopped, and Lin Zewu's voice seemed muffled through the door, he asked, "What are you doing?"

For some reason, hearing these words, Chen felt the slightest bit of vigilance.

Wen Chen smiled more and more: "I'll wait for you on the bed."

"..."

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