After the book-wearing villain was forced to fall in love

Le Yang heard the phone ringing, but he didn't pay attention, took out the cucumber from the refrigerator, washed it, peeled it, cut it into slices slowly, beat two eggs, stirred it more than ten times and put it aside.After Leyang finished frying eggs and cucumbers, cold tomatoes, and stewed meat, the phone started buzzing again.

It's an unknown number.

"Hello."

"It's Leyang, right? I'm Tan Xiang from the Han Group. We met in the auditorium last time. Do you remember?"

"Remember, how could I forget Mr. Tan's wonderful speech?" Le Yang walked to the sofa and sat down. This great master didn't have his own number, so he contacted him suddenly, it must be Han Mo's business.

"I'm free every night. If you want to make up lessons, you can find me. It's free. To tell you the truth, I'm obsessed with being a teacher!" Tan Xiang laughed.In fact, he had long forgotten about the character Le Yang, but when the boss suddenly mentioned it, he purposely approached him in order to increase his favorability.

Le Yang didn't care about Tan Xiang's thoughts, and politely refused: "I have received your kindness, but there is a small situation at home recently, and I can't leave."

"That's it, that's a pity." Tan Xiang was able to sit in this position, not only with a good head, but also a good person: "Hey! Are you a senior? Do you want to come to the company for an internship?"

"what?"

"I'm short of an assistant by my side, and I won't be able to find a suitable candidate for a while. It would be great if you are willing to help."

If it was the original owner, he would have taken the risk knowing that there was a problem with the "pie". Learning from the experience in the past will be helpful for starting a company in the future.

But the situation in Leyang is different: "Han Mu and I have had a lot of quarrels. If we get too close, we will hurt you. Thank you Mr. Tan for your kindness. I appreciate it. I still have something to do. Let's talk next time?"

"Okay, I'll treat you to dinner next time," Mr. Tan was not disappointed, just send it in kindly.

While pouring water to drink, Le Yang read other text messages and clicked on [Little nanny, you have been absent from work for several days. ] Shi was taken aback for a moment, and after seeing clearly that it was Han Mo's name, he almost spit out a mouthful of water!

This is too scary, right?

What is he trying to do?

He squeezed the center of his brows with a headache, this was all abuse created by the original owner, but Le Yang had to bear it all, saying that he was not wronged was a lie, but what could he do?Try hanging the southeast branch?

What if it's really cold?

The level of development of the two worlds is similar, but there is no rebirth medicine to take.

Suspense is not Le Yang's style, he eats a good meal, puts on white casual clothes, sneakers, and a peaked cap to set off.

Han's villa is in Jingyang District, where money can't buy it. There are a hundred families in the whole mountain, and outsiders are not allowed to enter, but Leyang is different. He just lowers the car window and brushes his face at the guard.The scenery along the way is picturesque, natural and beautiful, and being in it is as relaxing and happy as visiting a national forest park.

When 3306 arrived, Leyang was not in a hurry to get in after getting off the bus.

But the black carved door opened with a "ding".

Touching his nose, Le Yang walked in generously.The courtyard of the Han family is very large, with exquisite scenery and everything. It stands to reason that people living in fairyland should be angels, but Han Mo and Han Mu are not like normal people, let alone mention it.

After admiring all the way, Le Yang stood at the door of the villa, and met the housekeeper who was walking towards him.

"Good afternoon!"

"Hello, Mr. Han asked me to come."

"Please come with me," the butler bent slightly, stretched out his hand, and respectfully led the way ahead.

The original owner didn't get such a good treatment before, Le Yang followed without any surprise, but the alarm bell sounded in his heart.Something is not quite right, is there a pit waiting for me ahead?

The butler opened the door of the guest room: "This is a room specially prepared for you. The work clothes are in the closet. The husband said to go home around 6 o'clock. Please have dinner."

Le Yang: "..."

Sure enough, there is a trap, isn't he afraid of me poisoning him?

"Except for the study room, the second youngest's bedroom, and the basement, you can move around at will," the butler said meticulously after explaining the rules of the game. "The master also said that if it tastes good, he will give you a reward."

"Thank you... Grandpa the housekeeper told me that I will seriously prepare dinner," Le Yang maintained basic politeness, walked in and closed the door, and the world was suddenly quiet.

At first I thought the room was just a place to rest, but when I look around, the space is very large, with soft colors and exquisite decoration, luxurious and unobtrusive, which is the practical and comfortable style that Leyang likes.

How weird.

Could it be that I packed it out specially for placement?

It's better not to be sentimental, Le Yang has self-knowledge, and he was stunned when he walked to the open wardrobe, there was a whole row of work clothes! ?Fortunately, the colors are the same, otherwise Le Yang would definitely suspect that Han Mo has special hobbies.

In fact, Han Mo really has a special hobby.

He doesn't work, doesn't look at documents, and watches Le Yang busy in the kitchen while watching the video. After 30 minutes passed, he didn't feel bothered. He didn't turn off the computer until the secretary notified him of a meeting.

As time passed, it was getting dark outside, and Le Yang also prepared a table of meals.Of course, he wants to pretend to be a novice chef, so naturally he can't do it too well, and with the little pranks in his heart, I hope Han Mo will not regret it when he eats it.It's not that Leyang's cooking is very bad, it's just that the taste is too ordinary, and Korean ink, which is used to delicacies from mountains and seas, must taste the same, and you won't know the taste when you eat it.

The cook put the last lid on, and said kindly: "It's less hard work."

"No, but I'm sorry to trouble you."

"It should be." The more the cook looked at Le Yang, the more she liked Le Yang. He was extraordinary handsome, modest and polite, but he came from a wealthy family but he had no airs at all. He was much better than her grandson.Thinking of the medicinal soup made in the morning, the cook said enthusiastically, "Do you want to drink the nourishing soup?"

"Is it for pregnant women?" Le Yang did it on purpose, because he has a special constitution and can't make up casually.

"No, but pregnant women can also drink it," the cook explained kindly while serving it: "It's impolite for us to eat when sir is eating, so drinking a little in advance can also warm your stomach."

"Thank you, Aunt Sun."

Le Yang took a sip and the taste was very special. He frowned delicately and took a sip, a sip, very cute like a squirrel.

"Not used to it? I still have preserved fruit here."

"Auntie, you are so kind!"

More than ten minutes later, three cars stopped at the door. Han Mo in a suit and leather shoes turned off the small video of Leyang drinking soup, got down calmly, walked into the elevator with the butler and went up to the fourth floor.

"Sir, Er Shao said he was coming back for dinner." The butler took out his casual clothes and put them on the small table, then opened the curtain, touched the hot water and said, "The temperature is just right, why don't you take a bath, sir? Er Shao is on the way At least 30 minutes more..."

Han Mo raised his hand and said indifferently: "Being beaten up, should you go home and complain to me? Tell him not to come back."

"Yes."

The housekeeper understood the eldest and youngest's uncompromising temper, so he quietly exited the bathroom and closed the door gently.

After taking off the last piece of clothing, Han Mo walked into the bathtub with slender thighs, and the warm water overflowed with a splashing sound.Sighing comfortably, the moment of being surrounded by hot water is refreshing, driving away fatigue and bringing desire/desire.

Tapping the white jade armrest with his fingers, Han Mo felt his back itchy, and wanted to ask some little guy to come in and scratch it.The phone buzzed, and the caller ID showed Han Mu's name.

Uneasy brother.

"Is something wrong?"

A soft, seemingly emotionless voice floated into his ears, driving Han Mu crazy: "Why don't you let me go home?"

"It's hidden."

"Don't be kidding."

Han Mu snorted coldly.My elder brother has been abstaining from desires for many years. If he can open his mind, he would be willing to lose ten years of life.Remembering that Le Fei was hiding in the ward without seeing anyone, Han Mu scratched his hair and said helplessly, "Brother, I want to take Ah Fei abroad to cultivate and prepare for the wedding. When he recovers, we will get married right away."

Marriage is a big event, not something that Han Mu can decide casually.

Han Mo was silent, which made Han Mu very nervous.The waiting process is like a public execution, cruel and full of hope.As long as there is a word from my brother, my parents will never object.Le Fei married into the Han family, and Le Yang returned to the Le family. If they don't live together, there will be no conflicts.

The idea is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

"I disagree."

What?Han Mu was taken aback, his whole head was dizzy: "Why...why?"

"When you take on the side, you will naturally be able to start a family and start a business," Han Mo said very seriously, which was also what his parents meant. Otherwise, when Han Mo returned to his real "home" one day, what would Han Mu do?Sitting and eating mountain empty?Or will it be swallowed up by other financial predators? At the age of 24, it's time to mature: "No one can protect anyone for a lifetime, you can only rely on yourself."

These words are cold-blooded, but they are also true.

Han Mo unilaterally cut off the call, took a shower, changed into the clothes prepared by the butler, and walked down the stairs like a stroll in the courtyard.

Le Yang, who had just arrived at the side of the stairs, heard the voice, looked up, and met the man's deep gaze.

He walked step by step like a lord, with unparalleled momentum and powerful courage, people couldn't take their eyes off and were deeply attracted.

This was the first time Le Yang looked at him carefully.

The man's facial features are profound, and his handsome face is as sharp as a sculpture, full of masculinity.Under the sword-like eyebrows are captivating eyes, full of charming color.

"nice?"

Le Yang snapped back to his senses and lowered his head.

Han Mo, who was in a good mood, did not continue to be funny: "Uncle An, what do you have for dinner today?"

Uncle An is the housekeeper, and he introduced Le Yang's dishes with a smile on his face.There are a total of 8 dishes, each of which is not large, including 2 meat, 2 vegetarian, 2 seafood, 1 cold, and 1 soup.After the gentleman sat down, the butler opened the lid one by one to introduce the details, and the service was very thoughtful.

Looking at the nose with the eyes, watching the heart with the nose, Le Yang pretended to be transparent.

Obviously, Han Mo didn't want to let him go: "Uncle An, let's go rest, just leave it to Le Yang."

"Okay," the butler thoughtfully waved his hands to the surroundings, and the other servants also left, closing the door behind them.

There were only two people left in the huge restaurant, and they had sex again, no wonder the atmosphere was good.

Han Mo paused when he picked up the chopsticks, looked at Le Yang, and said with a half-smile: "Do you like standing?"

"do not like."

"are you not hungry?"

How can you not be hungry after a busy day?Le Yang walked over to sit down, and also picked up the chopsticks.He didn't forget his attitude of being a licking dog, picked up the eggplant and tried to put it on Han Mo's plate: "Do you want to eat it?"

"Ah."

Le Yang pretended to be secretly relieved, put down the eggplant happily, and deliberately took aim at the reaction of others when he ate the abalone himself.

Han Mo took a sip: "Alright."

"Isn't it delicious... Do you want some soup?"

"Ah."

The soup tasted very delicious, and Han Mo drank a small bowl.Le Yang secretly smiled, hoping this was just a whim, otherwise he would eat dishes that didn't suit his taste every day, and only soup could serve him.

The speed of the two eating is not slow, especially Han Mo hardly moved a few times.

"Sorry, I'll try my best."

"You've just learned how to cook, so it's normal if you can't do well."

Lowering his head again, Le Yang stared at the ground in frustration.The light shone on his head, making his eyelashes extraordinarily long, and the shadows spread out like a fan, which was very attractive.It was also like two small brushes, which made Han Mo itch suddenly, wanting to reach out and touch it.The Adam's apple rolled, and the unnatural heat reached the voice line, Han Mo said hoarsely: "Come here."

Le Yang, who didn't realize the danger, walked over and only thought about struggling when he was grabbed by the hand, but it was too late.

This is the second time he sits on the boss's legs.

"do not like?"

"Hi... like it!"

"Did the steward tell you that there are rewards for doing well?"

"Ah."

"Close your eyes."

At this moment, Le Yang's mood was particularly tangled.In his more than [-] years of life, he has never seen a better person than Han Mo. He is tall and upright, no matter from any angle, he fits Le Yang's reverie for a partner.But now, he let himself close his eyes!what to do?My heart is beating faster, and I can't resist his temptation.

"good."

This word hit Leyang's firewall like a curse, obedience and indulgence, pulling his nerves from left to right, warning him not to indulge, this is the real culprit who killed the original owner.

Han Mo, who has seen countless people, raised the corners of his mouth, the little things are so simple, and his thoughts are all written on his face, innocent and pitiful, but also pure and pure.So, Han Mo covered Le Yang's eyes, and slowly leaned over...

【small theater】

Mo: Back in the day, I could flirt with my wife at will.

Yang: trembling, dare not resist wow~o(╥﹏╥)o

many years later...

Mo: A kiss is as difficult as climbing to the sky. She was so domineering back then, but now she is so cowardly.

Yang: hum o(￣ヘ￣o#)

The author has something to say: this is on the 23rd~

Go home on the afternoon of the 24th, update at night, love you all!