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In the end, I didn't know what Chen Jin meant by dragging me to do this.The only thing that is clear is that I will be unlucky to meet him.I didn't eat a bite of food, and posted 6000 yuan.

When I came out of the restaurant and was walking on the road, when the cold night wind blew, my brain suddenly calmed down, and then I realized one thing.

Why should I only pay for the vase myself?Obviously Chen Jin let go of his hand suddenly and I accidentally bumped into it. Even if he didn't hit it, he should at least bear a small part of the responsibility, right?

When I think of this, I feel depressed and want to pat my thigh.How come I lost all the money before I figured it out?

I was so angry that I beat my chest, but the matter is over, and I don't want to get involved with Chen Jin anymore, so I can only suffer from this boring loss.

I asked Yan Minglang all of a sudden for such a large sum of money, although he didn't say anything at the time, but I was always uneasy, and I was a little absent-minded when I went back to the study to type.

My detective story is coming to an end. When I was chatting with Paul recently, I mentioned it to him. He asked me to submit this story. It is said that a large magazine is soliciting detective suspense novels across the country. , if you win an award, you can get a very high reward.

He even showed me the magazine the next day, but I couldn't read Chinese, and his Chinese was only slightly higher than mine.Later I took the magazine to our Chinese teacher.

He was surprised after reading it: "It's not just about prize money, Shaw, it can be elevated to honor, you know? This magazine holds an essay competition every five years, and the authors who stand out every time will be rewarded later. All of them will develop very well, and many of them have become excellent well-known writers now.”

Paul was more excited than me at that time: "Shaw, you must participate, you have this potential, I believe in you!"

He has never read the story I wrote. I understand that he just wants to encourage me, but I wrote it in English.

Paul patted his chest and told me: "If you believe me, how about I take it to my grandson and let him translate it into Chinese for you?"

I didn't know if my story would make the cut, so even though I decided to give it a try, I didn't stop looking for a job.

The ending of the story is always a bit difficult. I thought about several endings, deleted and changed, changed and deleted, but I was still not satisfied.Fortunately, it took a long time to solicit essays. I have already given the first part to Paul and asked his grandson to translate it for me. I will write the ending slowly.

Yan Minglang returned home after I fell asleep.

He opened the door a little loudly, and I woke up suddenly, rubbing my eyes and sitting up.

"Yan?"

He didn't speak.

I yawned, turned on the bedside lamp, and picked up the watch beside the bed.It's already one o'clock in the morning.

I was not awake yet, seeing him standing at the end of the bed and tugging at his tie, for a moment I felt that he was a bit strange today, but the heavy sleepiness made me forget to think about it, and I got into the bed again in a daze, when I was about to fall asleep again , A hand suddenly got into my pajamas.

I opened my eyes, Yan Minglang leaned over, followed by a strong smell of alcohol.

"Did you drink too much?" I raised my hand to touch his face.

I am always used to sleeping with only a corner of the quilt covered, with my hands and feet exposed, so my hands are a bit cold. When I touched his face, he seemed to feel very comfortable, closed his eyes, and lay down next to me.

I stopped the movement of my hands, and he suddenly pulled his hand out of my pajamas, and took mine instead, letting me touch his face, from forehead to cheek to chin.

I looked at him with some surprise.

I have never seen Yan Minglang like this before, he looks a little more childish.

Immediately I lost all sleepiness, I smiled and touched his face repeatedly.

With a grunt in his throat, the hand let go of me and slipped inside my clothes again.

He rarely touched me so tenderly, at most only when I was in pain or when I was done.His hands were full from bottom to top, and finally stretched out his neckline, holding my face.

The touch of lips came unexpectedly, and at that moment, something exploded in my mind, like fireworks in the night sky suddenly exploded, and it was so gorgeous.

My mind went blank.

This is the first time he kissed me.

Yes, we have made love many times, but we have never kissed.

My heart has never been beating so fast, not even the first time I slept with him.

The kiss was heavy, deep, and gave me the feeling that he desperately wanted me.

He rolled over and pressed me under him, and I grabbed his strong arm tightly.

When emotional, he clasped my fingers and pressed my hand on the pillow.I noticed something strange, opened my eyes, and glanced at the hand he was clasping me.

The finger that always wears the ring is empty, nothing.

When I woke up, Yan Minglang was still lying on my body.I was so overwhelmed that my tailbone hurt like it was broken.

I don't know if I should wake him up or not.

Fortunately, this man's biological clock was very regular, and he woke up soon.

He didn't seem to expect to see my face so close when he opened his eyes. He froze for a moment, propped up his upper body, and then found that his shirt from yesterday was still crumpled on his body, while I was not wearing anything underneath.

I was pressed by him all night, and my whole body was in pain like a frame falling apart.Yan Minglang carried me into the bathroom, put me in the bathtub, and took a shower under the shower next to him.

I lay motionless in the bathtub like a dead fish, and the warm water flooded my body, which was very comfortable.My hands are still numb and I can't lift my strength at all.

Yan Minglang sighed, he put down the shower head, picked up the towel and wiped it for me, when it got down, his hand stopped suddenly.

"Sorry," he said suddenly.

I looked at him suspiciously.

He pursed his lips and looked at me.

The sudden intrusion of the finger made me almost gasp in pain, and something came out of my body.I froze for a moment, and suddenly blushed.

I never knew before that that kind of thing can't be kept in the body overnight, and this is also the first time that Yan Minglang didn't wear a condom.

I had diarrhea all day long and ran to the toilet three times in one class. Paul looked at my pale face and asked me worriedly if I should go to the hospital.I insisted on finishing the class. Fortunately, when the get out of class was over at five o'clock, the pain in my stomach disappeared miraculously.

Paul still told me that I must drink more hot water and not eat cold food when I go back. If I feel unwell again, I should go to the hospital as soon as possible.

I hugged him.

This nagging old man is really exactly like my grandfather.

On the way home, I received a call from Chen Jin. I haven't talked to him for a long time. I almost forgot that we had exchanged numbers before.

I pressed it decisively.

He called again and I hung up again.He called again and I hung up again.

Just when I was about to blacklist him, he stopped calling and texted me instead.

"Are you going to do the work of the milk tea shop? I'm just one of the people in charge. I'll let someone else contact you. His number is XXXXXXXXXX..."

I struggled for a long time, and finally called the person.

It was a tall and strong boy who wore myopia glasses and looked very simple and honest. Unlike Chen Jin, who had a smart face, he spoke softly and was easy to get along with.I later found out that he was actually the president of the Student Union of T. It was said that he was a top student in the foreign language department.

After a short training, I went to work smoothly.Because the performance of this milk tea shop is very good, I think the salary is very high.Compared with the workload that I only need to work for three hours a day, the monthly salary of 2000 yuan is relatively generous enough.I don't have any opinion on the monthly salary settlement. After all, I don't need money as urgently as I did at the beginning. I just feel that having a job with a stable income makes me feel more at ease.

After class on Friday, Paul asked me to play tennis on weekends.We are both Australians and share a passion for the game of tennis.I didn't know if Yan Minglang had any plans for the weekend, so I told him to think about it and give him an answer in the evening.

Yan Minglang came back very late at night, and I kept reading in the study until he came home.

He probably went to the bedroom, didn't see me, and went to the study again.

He pushed open the door but didn't come in: "Why haven't you slept yet?"

I put down my book and stood up: "You have been back late recently, are you busy?"

He nodded, watched me walk up to him, and stroked my hair.The hair that was cut short before has grown back, and is no longer prickly like a hedgehog, lying softly on the scalp.

"tomorrow……"

"I'm going out tomorrow."

We both spoke almost simultaneously.I said "ah".It seems that there is no need to ask, since he has something to do, then my time will be free.

Yan Minglang paused when he touched me, he put down his hand unnaturally, turned and walked to the bedroom: "Let's rest."

After I gave Paul the answer, he was so happy that he mentioned that he would take his grandson with him.

After discussing the time and place to meet, I turned off my phone.

Yan Minglang came out of the bathroom, under the half-open bathrobe, he could see the firm and beautiful muscles on his chest.

I quickly looked away.

Recently, I have become more and more unable to resist the temptation of his flesh, with sweaty palms and dry mouth.I wondered if I had some kind of fever.

When I woke up, Yan Minglang was no longer on the bed.

Seeing that it was not early, I quickly got up to wash up, put on my sports suit and a baseball cap, and went out carrying the tennis racket Yan Minglang bought for me last time.

I made an appointment with Paul to meet at the school gate, but when I was about to walk to the school gate, I didn't see Paul's figure, so I looked at the watch on my hand.

It's almost time for the appointment.I took out my cell phone and called Paul.

When I looked up, I almost collided with a person.

"Feel sorry."

I automatically apologized, looked up, and then back.

The face of a handsome Australian guy who I feel very kind to me came into view.But I felt depressed for a while.Damn, taller than me.

At this time, I heard a mobile phone ringing in the car next to me, and then Paul poked his head out of the car window and waved to me with his mobile phone: "Shaw, get in the car!"

I took one more look at the boy and walked over.

He also followed.

I suddenly realized something and turned to look at him.

He smiled at me, showing two canine teeth: "I've heard about you for a long time, Shaw."