Lovely Allergen

"Whore?" Le Zhishi's eyes were blank, then he suddenly realized something and waved his hands wildly, "Ah, no, no..."

He wanted to hug Song Yu as soon as he was anxious, but Song Yu pressed his shoulders and pushed him away, "Don't hug."

"Why?" Le Zhishi pursed her mouth in dissatisfaction.

Song Yu said seriously, "I'm allergic to you."

"You lied." Le Zhishi wanted to grab his arm, but Song Yu held it back with his other hand. With the other hand, he pinched the lower edge of the phone and patted his cheek with the phone.

"When you know it, don't change the subject for me."

"Are you rich now? Or am I too cheap?"

"You're not cheap!" Le Zhishi hurriedly grabbed Song Yu, and accidentally tore off Song Yu's bathrobe, revealing most of her shoulders with scratches on it.

Song Yu glanced down, raised his eyes again, stared at him, and said in a deep voice, "Why, haven't you had enough sex?"

Le Zhishi was choked by these words and coughed all of a sudden, his chest was red to his cheeks, he managed to let go, but Song Yu held his shoulders and pressed him down, and fell on the soft and fluffy pillow, but he didn't kiss him .

The aftershave exuded a very light aroma mixed with sandalwood and citrus. It was a very common smell, but it smelled good when it clung to Song Yu's skin.His eyes scanned Le Zhishi's face slowly, sending out a danger signal.

"How many times do you have enough money?" Song Yu ran his fingers down the bridge of Le Zhishi's nose, and lightly touched Le Zhishi's slightly swollen lips twice, covered with a layer of light water, " Four times?"

"My lips hurt a little." Le Zhishi snorted softly, avoiding Song Yu's fingers.

"Who is to blame?" Song Yu's fingers poked at the corner of his soft mouth. Sometimes when he smiled when he was happy, a shallow dimple would sink here.

Le Zhishi was speechless, it is true that he himself has been pestering to kiss, and kissed for as long as he did.He may really be different from others, and he needs to be hugged or kissed very much. The more he needs the verification of intimacy at that time, it is best not to stop for a moment.

"Lezhishi, don't go looking for fabrics in the afternoon." Song Yu's hand didn't stop, and continued to go down, holding Lezhi's neck, rubbing the dark red mark on the skin with his fingertips, "Today's leftover After the next one is squandered, there is no need to do it in the future.”

Le Zhi immediately shook his head, trying to move his head upwards, but was dodged when he wanted to kiss him, so he could only emphasize aggrievedly, "No, no."

Song Yu raised his eyebrows and said deliberately, "It's still important to find fabrics?"

Le Zhi lowered his eyes, rolled his Adam's apple uncomfortably on the ground, and squeezed out another answer, "No, I mean... there must be a future." His hand stretched out from the side of the quilt, just now Putting it on Song Yu's bathrobe tie, his wrist was grabbed.

"Look at what you've become." Song Yu glanced at him and put his hands back under the quilt, "Be honest."

"Yesterday you said I was a good boy, but today you think I'm dishonest." Le Zhishi coughed twice and retracted into the quilt, "Song Yu, you are really fierce."

Song Yu stood up, arranged the bathrobe condescendingly, looked down at him and said, "I'll tie you up after that."

Le Zhishi shut up, but stretched out his arm two seconds later, like a child raising his hand to a teacher, "The last sentence, the money I gave is the room fee, let me pay it on the first day."

Song Yu turned around and calmly said, "I've got the rope."

"Hey, hey, don't, can't I stop talking..."

When I got out of bed to wash, Le Zhishi realized that her legs were trembling, and she squatted down after taking two steps, and even sat on the carpet without speaking or making a sound.Song Yu was checking emails in front of the computer, and glanced at Le Zhishi's back sitting on the ground before coming over to ask him what's wrong.

"It hurts a bit..." Le Zhishi's ears were flushed, and she hugged her little belly, her face wrinkled slightly.

"Where does it hurt?" Song Yu picked him up from the ground, put his arms through the hollows of his knees, and walked towards the bathroom.

"...I feel a little pain everywhere." Le Zhishi touched his chest, "throat, belly, legs, and..." He cleared his throat and fooled around.

"I've given you medicine, so there should be no major problem." Song Yu put him in front of the sink and told him to stand still.

Le Zhishi only saw the water glass put away at this time, and there was a toothbrush filled with toothpaste on it. He turned his head and glanced at Song Yu, "Why are you so nice?"

Song Yu turned his face away unnaturally, "It's just a matter of course."

Hearing that Le Zhishi's voice was still a little hoarse, Song Yu stretched out his hand and gently touched Le Zhishi's lower abdomen.

The person involved didn't think there was anything wrong with this movement, but suddenly found that one of his slippers had fallen off when he was being picked up, so he simply stretched out his foot and stepped on Song Yu's cotton slippers, so that Song Yu couldn't get away.

"I made it too much." Song Yu's voice was very low, and it sounded much softer than before.

But Le Zhishi didn't mind, he put his hand on Song Yu's, and said vaguely while brushing his teeth: "It's okay, my vitality is very tenacious."

No matter how you hear it, it doesn't sound right.Song Yu didn't speak, and let him step on it. When he looked at Le Zhi in the mirror, there was a small hickey on the skin behind the ear, which was faintly visible in the hair.

The hotel's food delivery service was not bad. Song Yu ordered some light porridge and snacks that Le Zhishi could eat, as well as a large fruit platter.

Le Zhishi lacked physical strength and was very hungry. After drinking a big bowl of hot porridge, he felt much better.

But it's really light, too light.

He pointed to the rain outside the window, his voice was different from usual, a little hoarse, as if he had matured a lot from a child, but the words he said were still very childish, "It's right to eat hot pot in this weather."

Song Yu forked a piece of apple cut into the shape of a bunny and blocked his mouth.

At 01:30 in the afternoon, the rain was a little less, but the wind was strong. In the name of preventing Le Zhishi from getting a cold in his throat and causing asthma, Song Yu put his turtleneck sweater on him, adjusted the collar, so that he could see All traces are covered.

Coming out of the hotel, the car that was ordered in advance stopped in front of the revolving door of the financial building. Song Yu held Le Zhishi half in his arms and took him into the car with an umbrella.

The address of the fabric dealer is not far away. The driver is a young man, saying that the address is the largest and most international fabric wholesale market here.

When he talked about internationalization, he deliberately glanced at Le Zhishi's face from the rearview mirror.Le Zhishi and Song Yu wore a pair of Bluetooth headsets separately, and looked down at the phone next to him.Song Yu was a little annoyed as the wipers swept back and forth on the windshield.

"Little handsome guy, are you a mixed race or a foreigner?" He finally asked.

Le Zhi raised his head and didn't hear the other person's words clearly. He was about to take off an earphone, but Song Yu held his hand and said indifferently, "Chinese and English."

The other party nodded again and again, and took advantage of Lezhi to look up one more time, "Oh, no wonder she looks so good-looking, her eyelashes are even thicker than a girl's..."

"The light is green." Song Yu cut off his words, as indifferent as a robot with a voice broadcast, "Traffic accidents occur frequently in rainy days, please concentrate on driving."

Le Zhishi lowered his head ignorantly, and continued to read the manga series. After a few seconds, he felt that Song Yu's hand loosened from his grip, and Le Zhishi took the initiative to grab him again, not letting him go. his knuckles.

"You're not afraid of spoiling your eyes." Even though it meant reproach, Song Yu's voice was too gentle when he spoke to him.

Le Zhishi didn't look up, and clicked to the next page, "No, this is a monthly update serial, and you can only read it once a month."

Not a brain circuit at all.Song Yu looked out the window. Without the driver's accusation, the car was much quieter.It didn't take long for them to arrive at the wholesale market. Le Zhishi politely said thank you before closing the car door, and then hid under Song Yu's umbrella.

It consists of many buildings with a large area, and there are many fabric shops in it.Song Yu took the address information given by Le Zhishi and quickly led him to the fabric store.

The area of ​​this fabric merchant is the largest on the same floor, with a spacious space. There are many rows of shelves inside, full of all kinds of fabrics. Generally speaking, they are classified according to color. The labels of fabric names, production places and prices are dazzling and regular.

"Do you feel like you've come to heaven?" Le Zhishi tried to interview someone with obsessive-compulsive disorder like Song Yu, but Song Yu didn't have much interest in it, and walked directly to the clerk who looked most like a manager.

"Hello, I want to buy a fabric." Song Yu cut to the chase without much expression on his face.

The other party was a middle-aged woman who was not young. She took a little look at Song Yu and saw that he was wearing a vintage heather gray Chesterfield coat. The material is expensive for a complete set. Those who are involved in the production and processing of fabrics are the best at looking at the dishes. Scanning your clothes will give you a good idea.

She greeted her with a smile: "Hello, hello, I am the supervisor here, my surname is Chen, what kind do you want? My family is the largest supplier here, and many big bosses come here by plane to discuss fabrics with us." Customization." She turned her face and pointed to the endless shelves, "This is a small part, and there are still many in the warehouse."

Song Yu glanced back at Lezhishi, and Lezhishi immediately reported the name of the fabric happily, "Hello, Director Chen, we called before and said that this product has been discontinued. Do you have any stock here?"

Manager Chen checked with his iPad and found that this fabric was in a small amount of stock, but he couldn't get it. "Wait a minute, I'll contact the warehouse. There is no such fabric in the store."

Song Yu nodded slightly, put his hands in his coat pockets, and stood indifferently. Le Zhishi looked at the nearby fabrics, touched them with his hands, and recorded them with his mobile phone, then ran back and pulled Song Yu's sleeves, "That The blue-gray satin is also very good, it can be used as the skirt designed by Xiaoqi and the others."

Song Yu glanced at him, and said lightly, "You are not short of money, so you don't need to report to me."

Le Zhishi suddenly puffed up his mouth and wrinkled his nose, "I have no money."

Song Yu held the phone with his slender fingers, showed him the transfer records on the WeChat interface, and asked, "Really?"

He didn't accept it, and he didn't return it, just hanging in the middle like this, complaining in his heart when he knew it, this person really did everything like this, he was better at fishing than a cat.

"I'm very poor." Le Zhishi whispered, "Two thousand times is too expensive, I can't afford it."

Song Yu keenly caught his wording and raised his eyebrows, "Who's playing with whom?"

Before Lezhi could explain, another clerk came forward. It was a young girl. She was standing not far away just now. She also knew the fabric they were looking for at Lezhi. She brought some similar materials. Greet them politely and ask them to see if these are available instead.

Le Zhishi carefully observed the fabric under the light, took photos and sent them to the group, and also took the magnifying glass handed over by the young shop assistant to observe the texture of the weaving thread.

Like the results obtained by everyone in the group, Lezhishi also feels that these models cannot be used as substitutes. They lack the sparkling texture and do not mix too much textured silver.

"Thank you." Le Zhishi handed the things back, and then stood back beside Song Yu.

The clerk said no thanks, held the fabric and looked it over, his eyes fell on Song Yu, hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help asking: "Did you come to see the material specially?"

Le Zhishi suddenly felt something was wrong. It felt as if they mistook Song Yu for a representative of the manufacturer. He took a look and thought that Song Yu was dressed very business-like. Apart from his face being too young, he seemed to be easily misunderstood.

Song Yu didn't answer, and the clerk wasn't too embarrassed. When he turned to Le Zhi, he asked him with a smile, "Are you an assistant? Or a secretary? I think you look so small, maybe even younger than me."

"Ah... I, I actually..." After being misunderstood, Le Zhishi wanted to explain, but Song Yu suddenly laughed, which caught his attention.

He seemed to show a lot of interest in the setting of the young general manager and the secretary.

"We are not in this kind of relationship." Le Zhishi tried to explain, but Song Yu calmly cut him off: "He is quite small."

The clerk had a knowing look on his face.Lezhi happened to catch her to inquire about other fabrics, picked some more, and decided to purchase directly from them.

"Generally speaking, we don't accept orders within 500 meters." The clerk looked at Song Yu, "If you think the sample works well, I hope you can take care of our business."

He was afraid that he would not be able to take care of him anymore, Le Zhishi thought to himself, he has the face of a capitalist, but he is actually a stone picker.

He bought a lot at sevens and eights, and when he knew it, he felt that the public money he had brought was not enough to be squandered, so he asked the clerk for a discount in a coquettish tone, but was stopped by Song Yu.

"I'll make up for the excess."

It was my boyfriend's wool, and he was not very happy when he knew it, but his attention was attracted by another board in the clerk's hand. It was covered with some velvet fabric, and it was cut into three fingers wide and one meter long. Ribbons in various colors.

"this is?"

"Oh, this is our new product, a velvet satin that feels very good to the touch. Many high-end lines of famous brand women's clothing come to us to order this." The clerk took out a black one and handed it to Lezhi, "Touch it Look, the hand feel is very good, and it won't turn white."

"Really, it's soft and comfortable."

When Song Yu saw Lezhi, he put the black ribbon on his white wrist, and the strong color contrast made him have some reverie.

"I'll give you this one." A little girl's smile appeared on the clerk's face, "I think your hair will grow longer, reaching to your shoulders, and it will look good when you tie it up."

Le Zhishi also smiled, and the small sunken shadow appeared on his lips again, and cutely grabbed the hair that was not long enough, "Really? Thank you."

The clerk helped him pack all the fabrics he had purchased. When Manager Chen came back, the expression on her face made Le Zhishi guess that the result was not good.

"I'm sorry." Director Chen said, "Originally we had a batch of 500-meter samples, which was the last batch. Because of the high cost and relatively low demand, we stopped doing it later. This last point is reserved for a From the manufacturer, it is said that he himself likes to collect some discontinued fabrics, and he just took them away yesterday."

"Is that so?" Le Zhishi felt a little regretful, no wonder the boss of this fabric merchant kept saying that he couldn't sell it on the phone, it turned out that it had been ordered long ago.

Seeing Le Zhi's expression was a bit disappointed, Song Yu, who had been quiet all the time, said, "Can you tell me the contact information of the producer?"

Director Chen was very hesitant at first, but the young man in front of her gave off a reliable sense of oppression. This description is strange, but it is true. She finally explained, "You should not be able to contact me, this person is a bit troublesome." Yes, very fussy, it's Mingshang's Mr. Zhou."

"Ming Chang..." Le Zhishi's memory was a little fuzzy, but Song Yu immediately realized, "Coincidentally, we have his contact information."

Le Zhishi tugged at his sleeve and asked softly, "Do we have..."

"Yes, the business card is in your bag." Song Yu bid farewell to Supervisor Chen and left here with Le Zhishi.When taking the elevator, Le Zhishi held the business card that Song Yu found out in no time, stared at the words on it and asked, "How do you remember?"

I remember every single man and woman who approached you.Song Yu didn't say it, and found a more suitable explanation, "You should ask yourself why you forgot everything that happened yesterday?"

Le Zhishi was indeed bluffed by him, silently took out his mobile phone to make a call, the rain was still falling, he stood in front of the glass door on the first floor, and the other party finally connected after dialing twice.

"Mr. Zhou Chengwei? I don't know if you still remember me. I'm the one who met you on both the plane and the high-speed rail... Yes, to the mixed race, ah, it's great that you still remember me."

Song Yu stood aside, seeing Le Zhi happily on the phone, while writing and drawing on the foggy glass door, almost the same as when he was a child.

Five or six-year-old Le Zhishi also likes to write on glass, especially the character "Yu", but this character was a bit difficult for him when he was a child, so every time he writes their names side by side, that Yu Words are always extra large.Le Zhishi is very good at defending himself, he only writes the biggest words when he says the most important words, so Brother Xiaoyu is his most important person.

In his memory, the figure of the sweet-talking little guy gradually overlapped with the big boy in front of him. Song Yu chuckled lightly and lowered his eyes.

I don't know how many people have been deceived by this kind of trickery.

It was faster than expected, Le Zhishi finished the call, and he ran back to Song Yu, holding the phone excitedly, "He agreed!"

"How did you coax?" Song Yu raised his eyebrows.

Le Zhishi didn't notice Song Yu's tone, and shook his head, "No, I told him about my situation, and he promised to send us half of the fabric, but he made a small request, hoping that I could send it to him A ready-to-wear suit made from this fabric."

Song Yu nodded lazily, "The problem is solved now."

"Yes, my waist is sore, and I'm very hungry." Le Zhishi didn't care too much about the eyes of the people around him, hooked Song Yu's neck, and leaned his entire upper body against him, his voice softened a lot. "Brother, take me to eat something delicious. I want to eat roast goose and coconut milk cake."

Thinking that he just used this tone to coquettishly bargain with others, Song Yu glanced at him, and did not put his hands on his waist as usual, and said deliberately: "Okay, just use the prostitution money you gave me to pay for it. "

Passing by a person, Le Zhishi quickly covered Song Yu's mouth and said in a low voice, "That's not..." He emphasized again, "That's the room fee."

"it's the same."

Seeing that Song Yu was still talking about this, Le Zhishi secretly put a label with the word "cute" on him in his heart.

"It's different." Le Zhishi said softly and softly, "I don't live in a hotel every day..." He found that he couldn't keep up with the words, so he changed his words again, "Can you do it for free? I can't afford the money."

"Impossible." Song Yu pushed him away with a cold face, "I refuse to go whoring for nothing."

Le Zhishi snorted, "Then I want to make a lot of money, and I want to be a barrister."

Can you really express the reason for becoming a barrister?

Song Yu was angry and funny, lowered his eyes, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the gift ribbon, half of which was hanging outside his pocket, blown by the cold wind that poured in after opening the door.He stretched out his hand to pull the strap, observed it carefully, and then thought of a series of unpleasant little things that happened just now.

"This one is very suitable for you."

Without waiting for Le Zhishi to speak, Song Yu directly took Le Zhishi's wrist, untied his wrist watch, put the two wrists together and held them with one hand, and then tied them with that nice black ribbon, The extra piece was held in his hand.

The velvet cloth slightly restrained Le Zhishi's white and thin skin, as if it could block the blood flowing in those blue-purple veins.Song Yu tugged, and dragged Le Zhi, who had figured out the situation, staggered forward a step, almost falling into Song Yu's arms.

Pedestrians passing by cast their gazes at them, Le Zhi felt a little uncomfortable, and whispered to his brother, "Why tie me up."

Song Yu didn't answer, and just dragged Le Zhishi out of the gate.The rain outside temporarily stopped for a while, and the air was filled with moist water vapor. The ribbon was the only connection between him and Song Yu. He raised his hands like this, and was dragged into the fog by Song Yu, and got into a car parked on the road. side black car.

When he got into the car, Le Zhi had the illusion of being stared at by the driver. The confined space made this shyness compressed even more heavily, and it fell heavily on his body, making him unable to move.Song Yu closed the car door, still pulling the black ribbon.

Le Zhishi turned his head, touched Song Yu's knee with his knee, leaned up to him and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to eat like this?"

Song Yu pushed his glasses, leaned on the seat, "Yes."

"It's really inconvenient to tie your hands, unless you feed me." Le Zhishi complained softly.

"Yes." Song Yu said lightly.

"I'm not a child."

Song Yu tugged at his wrist, pulled Le Zhishi closer, and then stroked his hair gently, from the top of the hair to the slightly curly hair, as the clerk said, it's not long enough, just During strenuous exercise, it will block your vision, and you will be so sweaty that you will be blinded by it.

The picture of his hair being tied appeared in his mind for a moment, and he didn't want too many people to see it.

Song Yu spoke with a very bewitching voice.

"Baby, it's time for you to cut your hair."

The author has something to say:

Xiaoyu is really super S, she was relatively restrained last night ()