After cohabiting with the old enemy contract

Cheng Zhan never thought that he would sign two contracts in one day.

One job.

A loss.

Jiangcheng.

After nightfall in the Sextant Bar, the dark space of the bar is filled with voices and wine.

Cheng Zhan ordered a second bottle of gin from the bar, and staggered towards the booth.The phone rang suddenly.

The call was from Lin Yan, the young son of the Lin family and one of Cheng Zhan's few friends.

Lin Yan said anxiously: "Did you really leave Sheng Zhe?"

"Yes."

Cheng Zhan half-closed his eyes, took a sip of his wine, and had a vague smile on his lips, "I finally got rid of that disgusting place."

Lin Yan became even more anxious: "What nonsense are you talking about! If it weren't for you, how could Sheng Zhe be where he is today. Is your father really so cruel to drive you out?"

"What is my dad? That's Mr. Cheng." Cheng Zhan took a sip of wine, "The company has improved, of course he has to kick me out, or keep him in the way of his son."

"You are his son too."

"He didn't think so, and neither did I."

Lin Yan was discouraged: "What are you doing now?"

"I'm celebrating my escape from suffering."

"Do you know that you are now in a sea of ​​misery." Lin Yan was speechless, "The Cheng family has already let out the news, and now the whole bank dare not hire you. What should you do?"

Lin Yan felt that he was going to be pissed off by this friend.

No matter how big things happen to him, this person will always look disapproving.It's like wearing seven, eight...nine layers of armor, no matter how heavy the fire wraps the fire, no matter how much damage is done, it can't be pierced.

"Damn! You don't have eyes when you walk!"

Cheng Zhan was so drunk that his steps were unsteady, he bumped into a long-haired man, and spilled most of the wine in his hand on him.

Cheng Zhan mumbled, "Sorry..."

"I'm just sorry! I'm worth tens of thousands..."

"Pa—" A stack of red tickets smashed in front of the long-haired man out of thin air.

Suddenly a man appeared and pulled Cheng Zhan, who was almost drunk, into his arms, and asked coldly, "Is that enough?"

The man's face was neither angry nor angry, but the long-haired man couldn't help but tremble, took the money on the table, and quickly slipped away.

The man looked at the person in his arms, and said calmly, "Senior, long time no see."

Cheng Zhan was already slightly drunk at this time, his eyes seemed to be stained with wine, his eyes were blurred, and his cheeks were faintly flushed.

"Luo Qisheng?" Cheng Zhan suddenly smiled, "Did I get drunk and read wrong?"

Cheng Zhan raised his head and looked at the man in front of him, a little lost in thought.

The person who disappeared for more than ten years, but seemed to occupy his memory all the time.

The light was dim, falling finely on Luo Qisheng's face, outlining the man's impeccable facial features, a handsome and tough face.His eyes were sharp, just like his indifferent voice.

"You are drunk, but you are not mistaken."

Luo Qisheng let go of Cheng Zhan, and let him fall back onto the sofa.

Cheng Zhan smiled slightly at Luo Qisheng with a hint of drunkenness, "You disappeared so suddenly back then. I never thought that you would come back so suddenly."

Luo Qisheng glanced at the juniper berries on the table: "I heard you resigned from Sheng Zhe?"

"Primary boy, after all these years, why do you still care so much about my affairs?"

Cheng Zhan made himself sit up straighter, but his body didn't live up to his expectations, and he fell to one side, still facing Luo Qisheng's direction. He quickly stood up and fell into the single sofa beside him.

Luo Qisheng watched his movements, expressionless: "I just came back from the United States, and now I'm in Naijia, I can introduce you in."

Nigasn, a world-renowned investment bank.

"Why? Since you know that I've resigned, you should also know about the Cheng family's ban... killing... order. No company in the industry dares to hire me. Are you Naijia an exception?"

"Yes. Naijia is an exception." Luo Qisheng grabbed the wine glass in his hand: "I agreed to your original condition."

At first?

At first.

In Yanshi No. [-] Middle School, Cheng Zhan was the school's top pick for three consecutive years.

This person is polite to everyone on the face, but in the past three years, he has rejected many people's confessions with a smile, and rejected all the first, second and third school beauties.

So much so that there were rumors later that Cheng Zhan seemed to be a fellow.

Regarding this kind of rumor, Cheng Zhan said happily: "It's very good, this can stop many people, so I don't have to take the trouble to refuse."

After school this afternoon, Cheng Zhan packed up his textbooks and prepared to leave.

Every time after school, he was always the last one to leave, and he waited until it was dark before returning home reluctantly.

After all, he didn't want to go back to that home.

"Senior."

When Cheng Zhan walked to the door of the classroom, he was blocked by Luo Qisheng who was waiting outside the door.

Luo Qisheng is two years younger than Cheng Zhan. In the first year of junior high school, he met Cheng Zhan, who was in the third year of junior high school. He was admitted to the third year of junior middle school this year.

"Is the senior the same?" Luo Qisheng asked bluntly.

Cheng Zhan: "Huh?"

Luo Qisheng's slightly immature face was tense: "Then can you be nice to me?"

Cheng Zhan: "Do you know what you are talking about?"

Luo Qisheng: "I know, I found that I seem to like seniors."

Cheng Zhan put the schoolbag in his hand on his shoulder, and his usual fake smile faded away: "How about you, I can sleep with you, do you want it?"

Luo Qisheng looked up in astonishment: "Why?"

"Because I don't like anyone."

……

"So, you want me to sleep with you now?"

Cheng Zhan stared at Luo Qisheng in disbelief, almost thinking that it was not him who was drunk, but this person.

Luo Qisheng said: "Live with me, sleep with me. What Sheng Zhe can't give you, Naijia can give you. You should know that with your working ability, you will have a better future in Naijia."

"I said it casually at the beginning, but I just wanted to reject you." Cheng Zhan sneered, "You want me to trade my body for a job? I haven't fallen to this point yet."

Luo Qisheng got up, walked in front of Cheng Zhan, supported the armrests on both sides of the single sofa with both hands, leaned forward, and locked Cheng Zhan in his arms.

Cheng Zhan: "..."

It seems that Cheng Zhan only saw this person clearly at this moment, and he was no longer the obsessed primary school boy he used to be.

Luo Qisheng's dark eyes have become deeper and deeper in the past ten years, becoming more and more untouchable.

"Is the senior afraid that he will like me?"

……

Cheng Zhan and Luo Qisheng haven't seen each other for more than ten years, and the first night after reuniting after a long absence is to go to bed.

The two also reached the turbulent realm of thunder and fire.

But no matter how overturning... overturning... rain, between them, it's just a deal.

During... making love, Luo Qisheng was even stingy to say no to him.

When Cheng Zhan's consciousness was blurred, Luo Qisheng was extremely calm, as if Cheng Zhan to him was just a masturbation cup found online, in order to release his hopelessness.

And Cheng Zhan felt as if he had been thrown into a huge blender, all the bones in his body were about to be smashed, and the place under his body was burning with pain.

When he was studying, Luo Qisheng was Cheng Zhan's shadow. In the whole school, he could only see Cheng Zhan who was always in front of him.Over time, Cheng Zhan finally noticed this different junior.

In the third year of high school, facing Luo Qisheng's confession, Cheng Zhan didn't just say it casually, he had considered it carefully.

If he had a relationship with others, Luo Qisheng might be the only one.

It's a pity that Cheng Zhan can't respond to anyone's feelings.

Cheng Zhan looked vaguely at the man riding on him.

His whole body was scorching hot, only the place in his heart was piercingly cold.

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morning.

The curtains in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows were drawn, and the sun shone onto the bed.

Cheng Zhan fell into a drowsy sleep, frowned upon being pierced by the light, and groped for the quilt to cover his head.

"Wake up and get up early."

Luo Qisheng's cold voice sounded in the room, without the slightest warmth from the sun, piercing into Cheng Zhan's ears through the bedding.

After a while, the quilt slowly pulled down, revealing a sleepy face.

Cheng Zhan opened his eyelids and looked at the man standing in front of the dressing mirror with a look of sleepiness.

Luo Qisheng was taking off his pajamas with his back facing him. The muscle lines of this man's back were very beautiful, gathered around his waist like a streamline.

The man put on a crisp white shirt in an orderly manner, took out a dark blue plaid tie from the drawer, faced the dressing mirror, and tied the tie under the collar.

Through the mirror, Cheng Zhan met the other party's gaze, stayed for a moment, and smiled softly: "You got up so early."

After Luo Qisheng finished his tie, he came to a place not far from the bed, ignoring Cheng Zhan's smile: "Come to Naijia for an interview at two o'clock in the afternoon. I'll help you find the position."

Cheng Zhan's voice was a little hoarse: "Oh, good."

Luo Qisheng pointed to a paper bag on the single sofa: "Your suit yesterday is not suitable for the interview, I prepared another suit, remember to change when you get up."

Seeing that Cheng Zhan didn't respond, Luo Qisheng lowered his gaze, picked up his suit, put it on his arm, and walked towards the door of the bedroom: "I'm going to the office, it's two o'clock in the afternoon, don't forget."

"Luo Qisheng."

Luo Qisheng walked to the door and heard Cheng Zhan calling him.

"Is something wrong?"

Cheng Zhan turned over and sat up with difficulty: "Are you really sick?"

There was a moment of silence in the room.

Only Cheng Zhan's scorching breath took a breath.His head was dizzy, and if he moved a little, the place would be torn out with severe pain.

Luo Qisheng came back again, looking down at Cheng Zhan.

Compared with the meticulous Luo Qisheng, Cheng Zhan's messy hair, a bunch of loose hair casually scattered at the end of his eyes, half covered his delicate pupils.There was a light blush on his cheeks, and the man opened his mouth slightly, breathing hard.

Cheng Zhan kept himself awake, but his hands hidden under the blanket were covered with cold sweat.

Luo Qisheng said in a deep voice: "In the past few years I have been overseas, I have dated a few people, including women and men. But once I get into bed, I can't get hard when I look at the faces of these people. I can only use Solve the needs with your hands, and the person you imagine every time is you."

Cheng Zhan: "...do you love me?"

"Yes." Luo Qisheng said without hesitation, "I have seen a doctor, and the doctor said that this is a mental illness, and only you can cure it."

"So you almost fucked me last night."

"Last night was the happiest time I've had in these years. I went too far, sorry." Luo Qisheng apologized frankly.

Cheng Zhan was stunned, his thoughts were confused, and finally he let out a long sigh: "The job of Nigasen is really not very good."

"If it wasn't for the pressure from your Cheng family, the whole bank would probably rush to get you with your achievements in Sheng Zhe in the past few years."

"But because of the Cheng family, no one dares to want me except you Naijia."

Cheng Zhan lowered his head, his figure was not as lean as Luo Qisheng, his pajamas were loosely draped over his body, his skin was so fair that it was almost sickly, and there were faint bruises and scratches on his shoulders and chest.

Luo Qisheng's eyes flashed lightly, these injuries were caused by him last night: "I'll pick you up in the afternoon."

"No need." Cheng Zhan raised his eyes and forced a smile, shriveled and ugly, "We are just bed partners, not lovers."

Luo Qisheng suppressed the momentary emotion, "Well, there really shouldn't be too many emotions involved between us."

"boom--"

The door was slammed shut, Cheng Zhan stared at the closed door, and fell back on the bed weakly.When lifting the quilt, he took down a document from the bedside table.

"Cohabitation Contract".

Cheng Zhan picked up the file, looked through the contents, and listed a lot of things.for example--

"Party A provides Party B with a three-year work contract, and Party B uses himself in exchange."

"Party A has a cleanliness habit. During the cohabitation period, Party B is not allowed to have a relationship with a third party."

"The contract is for a period of three years, and neither party can terminate the contract in advance."

"..."

Cheng Zhan turned to the last page, and on the column of Party A, Luo Qisheng's signature was strong and powerful, and the pen was used to penetrating the back of the paper.

On Party B's side, Cheng Zhan's handwriting was clear and shallow, and he signed it after he was drunk last night, which was a little more vain.

Cheng Zhan covered the contract on his face and fell asleep again.

I don't know how long it took, but the mobile phone placed next to the bed vibrated non-stop.

Cheng Zhan saw the missed call on his phone, it was from Luo Qisheng.At the same time, a WeChat message popped up.

Chess piece: [Interview, don't be late. 】

This man always speaks with such a rigid eye.

Cheng Zhan grabbed the phone and replied with a "yawn" expression.

After a while, Luo Qisheng sent a message.

Qizi: 【Last night was the senior's first time. 】

Chess piece: [I will be careful next time. 】

Chess piece: [However, senior, you are more attractive to me than I imagined. 】

Idleman Cheng: [... I want to break the contract. 】

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