Scum smell

Regarding the fact that Jiang Qiutong was his counselor, Ji Yao hesitated for a while, and told Wen Lin when he met with him.

The time they get along with each other is very regular now. Mondays and Tuesdays are usually busy, and these two days are not enough. The remaining two days are Wednesdays and Thursdays. Take a day out to have a meal, and then go back to do your own work. If there is no entertainment on Friday night, they will get together Have a good meal together, then go to watch a movie and blow the night breeze, and then go to spend the night, spend the whole day on Saturday, go shopping together and cook a meal or something, and go home on the weekend to meet the saint.

Although they didn't make it clear, Ji Yao felt that this could be regarded as...together... even though they were still friends with benefits in name, but the atmosphere of living together was very strong.

This feeling is not a bad surprise for Ji Yao, the prodigal son in love - just like when he planned to settle down with Yu Siyuan back then.

So he told Wen Lin about Jiang Qiutong.

Wen Lin, who was sitting across from him, put down his chopsticks, raised his head and looked at him with a smile, his eyes were warm and soft - Ji Yao suddenly felt that he was seduced: "Why did you think of telling me this?"

Ji Yao hesitated: "I feel... It seems that I should tell you? After all, Jiang Qiutong and I have had a relationship."

He has never been in a serious relationship before, he is either attracting bees and attracting butterflies or on the road of attracting bees and attracting butterflies, and after a long period of time, he has completely forgotten the model of normal couples getting along in the world, and he himself has some problems, Many times, I really don't know what to say or not to say.

Wen Lin still looked at him with a smile, his eyes became softer and softer: "What if I'm not happy?"

"..." Ji Yao was stunned for a moment, "Then replace Lao Jiang."

Wen Lin burst out laughing, then stood up suddenly, leaned over, held the menu to cover his face across the dining table between the two, and kissed Ji Yao's lips.

"!" This is a typical western restaurant with an open layout, only booths and no boxes. Ji Yao was startled and wanted to escape, but Wen Lin's other hand firmly held his shoulder , leaving him nowhere to hide.He was afraid that he would attract attention if he struggled too hard, so he just sat there without moving.The menu was not big, so it could only cover the faces of the two of them. When others saw it, they could still tell what they were doing, and they even knew that they were two men.

However, this method of deception gave Ji Yao an inexplicable comfort, his face was a little red hiding behind the menu, he couldn't help but open his mouth, and then... indulged in it.

Wen Lin's lips were very soft, and his tongue was inserted into his mouth to lick, bite and toss, and the mucous membrane rubbed against each other, which was more intimate and obscene than kissing.

The menu was removed, and Wen Lin sat back in his seat, as if nothing had happened.Ji Yao looked dazed, he touched his lips subconsciously, the feeling of entanglement between lips and tongue just now was still there, and he was even a little bit reluctant.

As if glaring at Wen Lin, he spoke in a rare and weak tone - as if half embarrassed, half shy, in short, he didn't hear any irritation: "So many people... are you crazy?"

He didn't dare to turn his head to look around at all, for fear of meeting the eyes of others looking over.

With a smile in his eyes, Wen Lin spread his hands innocently: "But I can't help it...I can't help it."

Ji Yao rubbed his lips, pursed the corners of his mouth, and then he didn't hold back, and smiled himself.Seeing this, Wen Lin couldn't hold back his smile, and quickly turned his head to cough twice, to stop himself from being cheap and obedient.Ji Yao almost became angry from embarrassment, and kicked the man hard: "Hey!"

Wen Lin managed to stop the joy flowing from the bottom of his heart, he didn't hide from being kicked, and let the opponent put his legs on his.He picked up his chopsticks again, and said slowly, "It's okay, let's go. Jiang..." He paused, and changed his address in a very subtle way, "Mr. Jiang is very famous in the industry, even I have heard of it. Since he is willing to take the initiative If you help me, I won’t rape you—it’s not necessary, and I’m just throwing up my own brand.”

Ji Yao raised his eyebrows: "Of course I know this, but won't you be jealous?"

Wen Lin said calmly: "If you didn't tell me, one day I would know it myself, then it would be hard to say. But since you asked for my opinion, what else is there? In your heart, I am much more important than him .”

Ji Yao picked up fish meat with chopsticks for him: "Okay, okay, you are the most important."

Wen Lin smiled and ate the food Ji Yao made for him, feeling very happy.

In fact, Wen Lin has always had a problem with Jiang Qiutong—many years ago, when he was chasing after Ji Yao, the two of them met unexpectedly in Zhang He's ward. At that time, Jiang Qiutong stood in front of him. The score of the empress in the palace can be regarded as a show of strength - but Zhang He always calls him Aunt Jiang behind his back.

That time really hurt Wen Lin, and it made him, a person with a moderate personality, still brood on it.

But now he can be regarded as elated - no matter what it used to be, at least Ji Yao is his now.Thinking that when the two of them meet every week, Ji Yao will definitely not avoid talking about himself when talking about daily life, Wen Lin will feel a little childish and very childish.

He wasn't worried at all that those two people would rekindle their old relationship. After all, how should I put it - the two separated for four years, and it still ended so bleakly, not to mention whether there was any old relationship - not everyone is as infatuated as him Even if there is a person like Jiang Qiutong, Ji Yao blatantly cheated before, and Jiang Qiutong was forced to marry his cousin, but if Jiang Qiutong is ashamed, he will never do that kind of thing.

But these worthless thoughts are not enough for outsiders to understand, as long as you have fun secretly.

In the blink of an eye, autumn turns to winter, and the end of the new year is approaching. After the initial adaptation period, Ji Yao's affairs in the company are also on the right track. He is getting more and more busy, and sometimes even the meeting with Wen Lin has to be postponed. .

One day when he was dazed about a bid, his father told him to attend a private banquet.In the past two years, the old man has paid more and more attention to health preservation, and has also consciously cultivated Ji Yao. A lot of this kind of showy work, not very important, is left to him to deal with.

Naturally, Ji Yao had no objection. After ventilating with Wen Lin, he learned that the other party would also participate, so he tidied himself up neatly that night and went with Wen Lin.

The reception is Western-style, but inevitably a bit localized for reasons that everyone understands.Ji Yao just came back from the United States, and suddenly he couldn't get used to it. He dangled a glass of champagne in his hand, and whispered to Wen Lin who was standing next to him: "... If you make a mess of Chinese and foreign, it's better than a bunch of people." It's better to compare brothers around the table."

Wen Lin laughed when he heard this. He went abroad either for tourism or short-term business. He never stayed for a long time to truly experience the working atmosphere in a foreign country. However, this did not prevent him from listening to Ji Yao's complaints.The other party's nose wrinkled slightly, and there was a little childish dissatisfaction, which made Wen Lin's heart soften. He thought Ji Yao like this was really cute.

He lowered his head with crooked eyebrows, looked at Ji Yao tenderly, and couldn't stop the smile that bloomed on the corner of his lips, just listening to the other party's chatter with his heart and eyes full of him, he felt like his heart would melt.

Ji Yao didn't pay attention to his explicit expression—or he was used to it, and he still babbled in a low voice. He was so devoted to complaining that he was a little forgetful. He got closer and closer to Wen Lin's ear that was specially leaned over. Come, it's almost like rubbing hands together.

A hand holding champagne was suddenly stretched out in front of them.

It was a man's hand, with wheat-colored skin, a wide palm holding the bottom of the cup, slender fingers holding the body of the cup, showing smooth and strong joints, the distance between the cuff of the shirt and the suit jacket was just right, and on the exposed wrist Wearing a fine watch.

Ji Yao's gaze was subconsciously attracted, and his voice paused for a moment, then he raised his eyes together with Wen Lin, and looked at the person coming.

The man was wearing a dark gray three-piece suit. In fact, this kind of attire was very attractive and a bit pretentious. However, thanks to his outstanding and very masculine figure and face, he looked extremely handsome and mature.

He stood half a step away from them--this distance was a little close, almost rude--smiling and watching them talking and laughing.His demeanor can be called elegant, but his eyes are amazingly bright, as if there is a flame hidden inside, burning with anger, immortal.

"Even if the two of you are in love with each other, please pay attention to your surroundings—this is a public place." He said with a chuckle, raised his wrist naturally, clinked glasses with Wen Lin and Ji Yao, and took a sip Sip wine.

The girl hanging on the man's arm looked curious, but she just glanced at them obediently and didn't say much.

"..." The first time Ji Yao saw the visitor, surprise flashed in his heart, but in an instant, he had hidden his emotions and greeted him with a smile.When facing Wen Lin just now, that natural and intimate demeanor has been properly put away, replaced by a decent smile and an embarrassing business exchange: "Mr. Yu is really dressed today."

Wen Lin paused, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said delicately, "...Mr. Yu?"

The man pulled out his held arm, handed the wine glass to his female companion, then reached out to Wen Lin, and smiled gracefully—because it was so decent, it had an inexplicable and weird meaning: "I am Yu Siyuan."

...It turned out to be him.

Suddenly, Wen Lin finally found this character from his long-term memory.He also reached out his hand very kindly, and shook hands with the other party.

When the two hands were clasped, Wen Lin met Yu Siyuan's gaze calmly, with a thousand turns in his heart.

Finally...after so many years...he can finally stand beside Ji Yao, and have the right to talk to other men on the same level.

Instead of the thin silhouette who stood silently by the side and could only stare at Ji Yao with infatuated eyes, watching him chatting and laughing happily with others.

He showed a shallow smile: "Hi, I'm Wen Lin."

Small story

Before the queen entered the palace, she was a vagabond.

How windy is it?When he met the emperor, he was jealous because of a fight for the same woman when he was drinking water.

...God knows they don't like women, so why do they have to act like this.

At that time, he didn't know that such a handsome and suave-looking man was a prodigal who only liked to be teased by men, and he made friends with one or two on a whim, but unexpectedly put himself in it.

Later, when he found out that this person was the emperor, he couldn't help it anymore. He just smiled and said, "Don't blame me."

Then the gate of the central palace opened, and he was wearing a red dress, bragging all the way, and entered the palace in a grandiose manner.

At that time, the emperor's eyes were glistening, and he was so moved by him at a glance, he held his hands and said solemnly: "I will not fail you."

I didn't think so...

Mr. Yu, who had been abolished from the position of queen, walked out of the gorgeous palace from the side door alone, wearing a wide-sleeved green shirt.

There is no turning back.

The emperor hid behind him, silently watching his leaving back.

He didn't turn back to the palace until the figure was gone.

One of them headed south, the other headed north, gradually drifting away.