I see myself

Fang Zhan opened his mouth, wanting to apologize seriously, but then thought of his unkind criticism of Ruan Luo, and closed it again.

He has a balance in his heart, and it is destined to tilt.

After some tossing, one of the two had obvious bite marks on his neck, and the other smelled of alcohol and tobacco and had red eyes.

Fang Zhan went back to the car to find out if there was anything spare to block it, and suddenly remembered that Jiang Yansheng came back with Wang Yan, so he called her and asked her to go downstairs to bring a scarf.

Wang Yan: ...What do you need a scarf for in this hot weather?

The boss's thoughts are unpredictable, but the boss's orders must be carried out.

Fang Zhan's office has a separate dressing room and rest room. Fortunately, it is early autumn, and the new season's clothes have been delivered in advance.

She picked a versatile gray color, and when she pressed the elevator, she was still wondering why the boss didn't come up by herself when he was in the parking lot.

Could it be that yesterday I asked myself to ask for Lin Pingyao's phone number?

When he got to the ground, he saw the people next to the boss clearly, and was speechless.

Fang Zhan took two steps back, facing the car window, trying to cover up the series of horrific marks. From the corner of his eye, he saw Jiang Yansheng leaning against the car cover with a sullen face like an old man. With a slight thought, he pointed the scarf at him Throw it over.

There was a sudden weight on his shoulders, and Jiang Yansheng, who was glancing elsewhere, looked up at him.

Fang Zhan didn't hesitate, and pointed to his neck with a half-smile,

"Here, whoever makes it will clean it up."

"..."

Wang Yan pretended not to understand what she was doing, but Jiang Yansheng's eyes fell on that place, and he tore off the scarf and held it in his hand, but still moved.

Walked up to him, stroked it gently with his hand,

"That's actually pretty good."

He slightly raised his eyelids to see him staring at him before he piled up the scarf.

It's messed up and barely covered.

Fang Zhan looked down at him, and found that he seemed to be more patient with himself than he imagined.

The sound of the hair dryer running came from the bathroom, and the curve on the securities interface had stopped updating.

Suddenly, the phone rings over the sound of the bathroom.

Fang Zhan glanced at the hand, it was a very familiar name.

Turning his hand, Jiang Yansheng walked out swaggeringly in a bathrobe, with dark embroidery on the left chest, obviously not the new one that Wang Yan helped him find just now.

He came over and picked up the phone, with an impatient expression on his face,

"If you have something to say, hurry up and let your fart go."

Qiao Rui choked,

"Aren't you very happy when you left, why are you still so angry now?"

Jiang Yansheng snorted,

"Who the fuck..."

"Stop swearing."

Before he finished speaking, Fang Zhan interrupted beside him.

Qiao Rui also heard this sentence from the microphone, and before Jiang Yansheng got angry for a long time, he raised his eyebrows.

"Yo, Young Master Jiang, you didn't find a sister-in-law behind our backs, did you?"

Jiang Yansheng glanced to the side, but did not refute.

"If you know who I'm with, hurry up."

"Yes, I won't delay you."

In fact, Qiao Rui was fine, so he explained the unpleasant follow-up in the morning, saying that he would make an apology and invite him to practice guns tomorrow.

After a pause, he asked again,

"Little sister-in-law, do you have time to bring me to play with?"

Jiang Yansheng didn't think that Fang Zhan agreed, but when the words came to this point, he touched him with his leg and asked casually:

"Do you have time tomorrow?"

"what's up?"

"Go shoot."

After talking, Fang Zhan really found out the itinerary with his ipad, and immediately added,

"If you are afraid of wasting time, you can play whatever else you want, the main thing is to relax."

Because it was the weekend, he didn't have many arrangements. Except for a financial interview tomorrow morning, which needed to be on time, everything else was scattered and trivial.

So nodding,

"I can do it after one o'clock tomorrow afternoon."

"That's two o'clock in the afternoon."

As soon as the final word was reached, Jiang Yansheng hung up the phone, only to realize belatedly that Fang Zhan finally had time to rest for himself, so why did he bring other people who were an eyesore.

He turned his face and saw Fang Zhan's serious look. He moved his leg over again, but it didn't seem like the simple touch just now, and the instep of his trousers was slightly wet, and he was beaten when he was about to go up. broken.

"be honest."

Jiang Yansheng felt a little pity, but he still folded his arms, took it back, and asked,

"Just the two of us go out tomorrow, what do you want to do, shoot guns? Play ball? Horse racing? Ah yes, you said you have passed the rock climbing certificate, and we can go climbing."

He dare not say anything else, he is definitely more familiar with eating, drinking and having fun than Fang Zhan.

Fang Zhan didn't care at first, but when he thought of the name he saw just now, he pondered for a while,

"No, I want to meet the people around you too."

What he said was ambiguous, but Jiang Yansheng thought too much, glanced at the proposal on his desk, and asked,

"Which one do you want to see, I will make an appointment for you alone."

Then read the words on the paper,

"New energy investment... Qiao Rui's family is engaged in arms and aviation, he can't help you with that."

Fang Zhan was stunned for a moment, then smiled,

"Why are you so..."

Say simple sometimes really simple, say sensitive and more sensitive than anyone else.

He couldn't help but hooked his fingers at Jiang Yansheng,

"come here."

Jiang Yansheng didn't know why, so he took a few steps forward.

"Squat down."

"You...you think you are training dogs?"

Fang Zhan laughed out loud, but when he saw that he was really squatting down with one hand on his leg, his eyes darkened, and he leaned into his ear, and said four words softly and slowly,

"I want to tame you."

Annoyance flashed in Jiang Yansheng's eyes, and he was about to stand up, but the person in front of him pushed him against the cabinet door behind him one step faster than him.

The back of his head was covered by hands, and he was forced to raise his head again, catering to this semi-compulsive kiss.

His body fell backwards uncontrollably. After the kiss was over, he stared at the flowerpot next to him in despair. After a long while, he glared at Fang Zhan.

"Will you fucking help me up?"

Fang Zhan's eyebrows and eyes were filled with a smile, and his body trembled accordingly.

"Why did you swear so much after you came back?"

It was the first time Jiang Yansheng saw him smile so easily, but he stayed for a while before holding his outstretched hand.

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