The golden wolf dog of the beautiful president

When Wen Ci grabbed the ointment and walked into the Happy Garden, he kept suppressing his emotions.

The work in the restaurant is intense. If Song Yang is really busy and dizzy, why does he feel uncomfortable? It is good to have someone to take care of him. He is also busy. In addition to supervising the guy to sleep well every weekend and calling more often to remind him...it is true Can't help much either.

But rationally persuading myself in this way, my heart was very ups and downs.

He couldn't help but think of Su Heng as Song Yang's childhood friend, and the way Song Yang pleaded for him when Su Heng made a mistake. It always felt like someone popped up out of nowhere...it was special in Song Yang's heart.

Even if it's just a friend.

Song Yang was sick, and Wen Ci didn't want to look too ugly as if he was here to quarrel, so he controlled his emotions and went into the cafeteria.

His unexpected arrival surprised everyone.

At this point, the business hours in the morning have passed, and it is time to pick up the place in the morning and prepare the ingredients for the afternoon, but Song Yang is not in the kitchen.

Li He was not there either.

Su Heng had just started work, so he wasn't in the back kitchen either.

Xiao Fu was the first to see him, and he was surprised: "Boss, why are you here today? Are you here to find Chef Song?"

Wen Ci: "Well, what about others?"

Xiao Fu said: "Recently, I've been very busy. Brother Li is helping us with the restaurant chain business. Song Yang is in charge of the business here alone. He has been working continuously for half a month. We are afraid that Song Yang will not be able to bear it. Let us take advantage of this afternoon. He went to rest in the backyard, I will inform him that the boss is here?"

"No, you guys are busy, I'll go by myself." Wen Ci didn't disturb everyone's work, and went to the backyard alone.

For some reason, I felt a little nervous.

The rooms in the backyard of Xingfu Garden are all glass entrances. When Wen Ci didn't live in Xingfu Garden, Song Yang usually lived in his own hut. Now when Wen Ci came in, he went straight to the hut.

However, the pace soon stopped.

Because Su Heng could be seen in the living room of the hut, with a chef's white apron and T-shirt hanging on his arm, Wen Ci could tell at a glance that it was Song Yang's clothes.

Su Heng hung them on the hanger in the living room of the hut, pulled them left and right until they were in order, went back to the bedroom of the hut, and closed the door.

From the beginning to the end, Su Heng didn't seem to see himself not far from the entrance of the living room.

It was clearly a glass entrance, so you should be able to see him just by looking up.

Wen Ci's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he raised his hand to knock on the door, but Su Heng's voice came from the bedroom window on one side.

"Looking at you like this, did you watch Boss Wen's press conference again? Li He saw the disappointed look on his face, so he couldn't help but laugh at you."

Song Yang lay on the bed with his upper body bare, buried his face in the pillow and said in a muffled voice, "Li Gou is so virtuous, he doesn't mock me as a 'straight man' in my ear every day, he is showing mercy, I don't want to be angry with him... ...as long as you don't make fun of me orz"

"When did I ever laugh at you?" Su Heng knelt on the bed. When he said this, his knees were pressed against Song Yang's sides, his whole body was almost sitting upright, his arms were supported on Song Yang's waist, and his palms wiped Take some ointment and spread it on the wheat-colored waist.

Then follow the line of the back all the way up, push and knead to the shoulders and neck, then go down along the blade-like back bone, return to the tight waist, move the body's center of gravity up, and then press down with palms overlapping, the technique is consistent with The strength was just right, and Song Yang let out a muffled hum that was painful, refreshing and comfortable.

This requires a different location, a different occasion, and a different identity to be reported directly.

Because it was Su Heng, Song Yang felt that it was nothing, so he gave instructions honestly, "Well... I feel very uncomfortable in my waist today, give me more massage."

Su Heng responded, glanced slightly out of the window, and whispered to Song Yang while massaging:

"If you feel that you can't take it anymore, just take a rest. You have never seen you do such a heavy physical work before. It is not only because of the heavy work in the restaurant, but also because of too much pressure?"

Song Yang was silent for a while, hugged his pillow, and responded, "...it's a little bit."

Su Heng: "Then take your time, don't push yourself so hard."

The young man turned his head to the side and closed his eyes, "No, I said I would propose to the boss as soon as possible, and the boss is still waiting for my ring!"

Su Heng said: "You only know about the ring, what about after the ring is over?"

Song Yang: "..."

Su Heng: "There are still houses, weddings, banquets, betrothal gifts, so many things to prepare, don't you take your time, with your current savings, are you trying to force yourself to death?"

Song Yang: "..."

Song Yang closed his eyes with a painful expression on his face, turned his face to the left and then to the right, and within a few seconds he buried his face in the pillow again, and his back began to heave a little.

The bosses at the press conference, the bosses in the overwhelming news reports, the bosses who are successful in the business field, the bosses who are praised by others, the bosses who are beautiful in the eyes of small fans, every boss is shining in his mind. glow.

...In comparison, he is indeed too inconspicuous.

Su Heng could feel his pressure and tension, suddenly lowered his body, leaned on his back lightly, and stroked his hair, "Don't put too much pressure on yourself, no matter the person you like is the sun in the sky, It is still the bright moon, even if you are the most inconspicuous star among the stars, there will always be another star to encourage you and accompany you.

We have been old friends for more than ten years. No matter what you look like, in the sky, on the ground, or even in the mud, I will always stand by your side and be with you forever. "

Su Heng climbed down from behind Song Yang and hugged him, "You've been too tired recently, I'll help you take care of things in the kitchen, take advantage of these two hours in the afternoon to sleep for a while."

The gentle voice in his ear was like a sleeping song, and Song Yang fell asleep soon.

After Song Yang fell asleep, Su Heng went to the bathroom to wash his hands, then came out of the living room, and saw Jing Jing's Wen Ci stuck at the bedroom window.

Motionless, like a ghost, staring at him with dark eyes.

There was no surprise or accident. Su Heng looked as normal as usual, and greeted him politely, "The boss is here, why don't you call someone? Do you want to come in? But it's best not to go." See Song Yang, he just fell asleep."

Wen Ci didn't make a sound, and kept staring at the man's hand. Although Su Heng's hand had been washed, the smell of massage ointment was still very obvious. Because of the proximity, it burst into Wen Ci's nose.

I can imagine that these hands were touching Song Yang's back just now, not separated by an inch.

Wen Ci's eyes were dark, staring at Su Heng, and asked suddenly: "What's your relationship with Song Yang?"

Su Heng: "Brother."

Wen Ci's face was very cold, "Brother?"

Just when Wen Ci wanted to get to the bottom of it and ask what kind of brother he was, Su Heng took the lead and asked him, "As Song Yang's brother, can I say a few words for my brother?"

Su Heng: "He is the kind of guy who has been very nice to people around him since he was a child. Although he often hates Li He, it's because Li He doesn't have a good mouth, so the two of you come and go and don't care about each other. Forgive me, in fact, it's just a verbal fight. If Li He really wants to do something, he rushes faster than Li He's parents.

So I have always hoped to be with Song Yang, the kind that matches him better. Before, I hoped to be a gentle and virtuous girl who would be considerate, but now I hope to be an ordinary boy who can live life. "

"I really never expected that he would take a fancy to you, Boss Wen."

Su Heng paused for a moment, his gentle eyes glanced at Wen Ci's face, but they were not gentle at all.

"Boss Wen has been outside just now. Did you hear what Song Yang said? He is now chasing your footsteps. I think Boss Wen should be able to understand his current mentality and his pressure. After all When Boss Wen pursued the young master of the Qin family, he came here for ten years."

Wen Ci's face was ice and snow, and he asked the man coldly, "What exactly do you want to say?"

Su Heng: "I want to ask you, Boss Wen, you spent ten years pursuing the height of a person, did you succeed in being with that person in the end?"

……

The yard was dead quiet for a moment, and a magpie on the swing broke the silence, but it glanced at the two guys confronting each other in front of the window with its black eyes, and then flew away quickly...

Wen Ci began to look at the little employee in front of him again with a scrutinizing gaze, and clenched his fists and breathed slowly, telling himself not to fall into the emotional trap of the other party.

It took him a while, but Wen Ci finally calmed down, and he answered Su Heng clearly in a confident tone:

"I didn't succeed, that's because the person I was looking for wasn't Song Yang, you don't need to worry about this kind of problem between me and Song Yang, because he's after me now, what Qin Lu has given me in the past ten years is always his back , but in the future, I will always hold Song Yang's hand and lead him to run upwards."

Su Heng: "Why do you have to run up? Song Yang is willing to accompany you to pursue the unreachable sun and moon. Are you willing to stay, or even fall into his arms and be his star?"

……

Wen Ci opened his eyes wide, looking at the guy in front of him in disbelief.

Su Heng also looked at him, his expression gradually changed from being polite to indifferent and indifferent, and even a flash of disappointment slipped across his face.

There is no need for a gentle answer, he knows the gentle answer.

Some people will not be stars because they are born to be the sun and the moon.

There will only be countless people rushing towards him, and the sun and the moon will never bow to the stars.

What kind of love is this?

What's more, standing too high, aren't you afraid that you will fall down one day and be smashed to pieces?

Will the stars still be buried with them?

……

The gentleness on Su Heng's face was no longer there. He looked at Wen Ci, with a hint of hostility in his eyes, and said:

"Boss Wen, compared to many people who have nothing, you already have enough... You shouldn't touch the Qin family anymore. Greedy people don't end well. You should curb your ambition."

After finishing speaking, Su Heng walked past Wen Ci without looking sideways, and went to the kitchen.

But he was grabbed by Wen Ci.

Wen Ci's hand was on his wrist, his fingertips were cold, and his five fingers were hard, as if he wanted to crush a slanderous ant to death, "Today at 12:22 noon, an hour and a half ago... where were you?"

Su Heng turned his head, looked at him, and replied: "At the venue of your press conference."

With a warm tone and cold eyes, "What are you doing there?"

Su Heng smiled and told him, "Song Yang worked so hard to manage the restaurant, and the new chain store will soon face the problem of advertising. I want to help him share a little work, so I went to someone to buy some promotion in advance... Ask the boss Thanks to you, the press conference was full of media, so I went there."

Su Heng asked back, "Boss, what do you think I went there for?"

Wen Ci didn't make a sound, and a large shadow was cast on her pretty face because of anger.

Wen Ci took the initiative to let go of Su Heng's hand, but this was his declaration of war.

With a icy expression on his face, he praised the man in front of him word by word: "It doesn't leak, it's good."

Su Heng smiled and nodded as if he really got the boss's compliment, and left.

Wenci stayed alone in the yard for half an hour, when the frightened magpie flew back and landed on the eaves of the hut to look at him, he was motionless like a sculpture, Knowing whether it was real or not, he made a chirping sound.

Then Wen Ci went into the hut, and locked the entrance of the living room with his backhand.

The magpie flew down curiously, just in time to meet the beauty's dark eyes... Its wings trembled suddenly, and it flew away again in fright.

Wen resigned and went into the cabin bedroom.

Then the bedroom door was locked.

Wen Ci looked at the bedroom.

The room was a bit messy, a few pieces of sweaty clothes were piled on the sofa without washing, the floor was dirtier than before, and there was a little dust on the window sill.

Song Yang is a guy who knows how to take care of his family, and he is quite good at cleaning up the house. The house was not so messy before.

Wen Ci sat on the edge of the bed, but Song Yang didn't wake up.

With the young man's vigilance, no one responded when he sat by the bed, probably because he was really tired, his sleeping face was buried in the pillow, and the exposed half of his face was lifeless, like a simple pig.

The big beauty nodded her pig nose, and said softly: "...Is it very tired? I was also very tired when I started my business. I often got up at four or five in the morning and went to bed at one or two in the evening. I didn't sleep much. Thinking, full of plans and plans, thinking about business when you open your eyes, thinking about which big bosses you want to meet, which dinner parties you want to attend, how many glasses of wine you have to toast, and how drunk you are before you can get away..."

Wen Ci's eyes were red, he lowered his body and bit Song Yang's ear, "Song Yang...it's not only your brother who loves you, I'm the one who understands you best, you can tell me if you are stressed or uncomfortable. ...don't let those ambitious guys touch you."

"That guy is not a kind person, but you stupid straight man can't understand what he said when he climbed on your back to give you a massage, and you want him to give you more massage..."

In private, just the two of them, Boss Wen's emotional little puffer bulged up again.

He grabbed the ointment on the side of the pillow, his eyes were red and black, staring at the sleeping young man.

When Song Yang woke up, he felt that someone was sitting on his buttocks... pinched his hands on his waist, the palms were cold and wet, and they circled on his back. Song Yang smelled the smell of ointment.

"Su Heng?"

The voice was muffled, coming from the pillow, with a bit of drowsiness after a nap, and the person was not fully awake yet.

Then after a heavy massage...was awake.

Song Yang snorted, instinctively hugged the pillow again, let out a breath, turned his face away from the other side, and bared his teeth:

"Hiss... my waist is really a little hard. It seems that running a restaurant is more tiring than moving bricks. But I have massaged once before going to bed. Do you want to do it again now? It won't make you tired, will it?"

The people behind were silent.

Song Yang assumed that Su Heng didn't mind, and said, "Su Heng is very kind of you."

In Song Yang's mind, Su Heng is a little angel. He has been very well-behaved and sensible since he was a child. Must marry.

This kind of personality is probably also related to Su Heng's experience from childhood to adulthood.

Su Heng was an abandoned child. His father died of taking drugs when he was eight years old. His mother couldn't take care of this dilapidated home, so she packed her luggage overnight and disappeared, leaving Su Heng in his father's mourning hall.

Then Su Heng guarded his father for seven days and nights. After seven days, he went to school obediently, returned home obediently, ate obediently, and lived obediently.The bare house with no parents was the only shelter for Su Heng since he was a child, and it was also the only thing his mother didn't take away.

Su Heng stuttered and found 35 yuan and 6 cents like a treasure hunt at home, and began to live alone.

Papa Song saw him as pitiful, and often let him come to restaurants for free.

So Su Heng often came to the restaurant to help, and he had the best relationship with Song Yang.

Then there was an accident in the restaurant, and all the victims brought people from the neighborhood committee to their house to discuss the matter. No one could mediate the matter for a while, so Mother Song could only pull herself together, temporarily put aside the funeral at hand and apologize to all the victims overnight+ Commitment to compensation.

Along with his mother, Song Yang was poked with lung tubes countless times.

Only Su Heng, lying on the hospital bed with a broken leg and dying, coaxed Song Yang, whose eyes were red, to stop crying.The one who was hurt the most was the one who forgave their family the quickest, no compensation for a single child, never said a single bad word, and it was just an accident to comfort them in turn.

Song Yang really wanted to take care of Su Heng for a while...

If it weren't for Su Heng's well-meaning people to take over and send him abroad for treatment.

From Su Heng's 8 years old to the year when he had an accident, during the period of more than ten years, the friendship between the two was accumulated overnight, and the pile was as solid and thick as a mountain. Song Yang had long regarded Su Heng as a good brother for life up.

Sometimes even words that are difficult to express in front of Wen Ci can be said to Su Heng without any scruples, and the two of them have long learned to be polite to each other.

A few days ago, because of the pressure, Song Yang wentssip about Su Heng's lover.

Su Heng said that the person he loves is the best person in the world, so good that he doesn't deserve him at all.

Song Yang felt that this really seemed to him...

He also loves the best person in the world, so good that no matter how hard he tries, he can't reach it.

His thoughts turned back and forth and made him sad, the boy couldn't help but retract his head like a turtle, and said in a small voice: "It would be nice if the boss wasn't so powerful...even if it's a small boss...I I was really afraid of what I would do if I gave up, and I just gave up when I encountered difficulties in school and couldn’t do it.”

Song Yang's voice became smaller and smaller. He knew that if he gave up, the boss would be sad.

He didn't dare to say such things in front of the boss, just like the little coward back then, who obviously liked the little beauty in his heart, but when he saw the little beauty turning around in the hospital, he was scared away and gave up because it was a boy. .

When we met again later, if the boss hadn't confessed to him first, he might have been straight for the rest of his life.

Even the proposal ring disappeared, the boss made a straw ring to encourage him. ... Sometimes he is so cowardly that he even spurns himself.

The massage on the back stopped unknowingly, and Song Yang vaguely heard a few suppressed gasps in his little self-pity?

Just as she was about to ask, the hands on her waist touched his back, climbed up to his shoulders, grabbed his neck with both hands, and choked him suddenly!

Song Yang was caught off guard, "Su, Su Heng??"

Those two hands pinched harder, and the pungent ointment smell rushed into Song Yang's nose, waking Song Yang's head.

Song Yang finally realized that something was wrong, he turned over, and was shocked when he saw the person on him, "Boss, boss—??!"

Wen Ci got angry, his eyes were red with anger, tears fell down physiologically, one, two, all fell on Song Yang's face, like two sticks of sap.

Song Yang was dazed for two seconds, and after two seconds, he immediately reached out to grab Wen Ci and hug him, turned over and trapped the man under him like a baby, and went to destroy his criminal evidence without saying a word! ——Those bosses looked at the tears that made him heartbroken, and they ate them all, ate orz

Song Yang wished he could kiss his little baby...

For the first time, Wen Ci ignored his intimacy, without blushing or smiling, but continued to pinch his neck viciously with both hands.

Song Yang rolled his eyes on a whim, and made the sound of a zombie being killed by a pea shooter. He lay on Wen Ci's body motionless like a big dog.

Boss, I was strangled by you QAQ

Wen Ci:...

Wen Ci didn't want to pay attention to this guy.

He thought that this silly dog's massage from the "good brother" was enough to make him angry, but he didn't expect to keep saying "Su Heng, you are so kind"... What's more, it turned out that in front of Su Heng, He said what was in his heart, and what he didn't dare to say in front of him would be exposed by Su Heng.

So can Su Heng see his more real side?

Song Yang was also afraid of the sun and moon in the sky, would he have the idea of ​​giving up?

His boy is indeed a coward... After leading him through the world for so long, he hasn't made any progress at all.

Wen Ci's eyes were dark, and he looked a little scary. Song Yang took a sneak peek, his heart beat wildly in shock, and he regretted what he said just now.

Those words are uncountable!It's just a little worry and complaint in my heart, and the complaint is also my own stupidity, which has nothing to do with the big beauty.

...Is there really someone in this world who would blame those standing in the clouds for their own incompetence, why should they shine?

"Boss... I didn't mean that, I was just a little anxious, and I didn't shut my mouth all of a sudden, don't be angry with me." Song Yang wiped away the boss's tears with distress, and didn't know how to coax him.

Unexpectedly, Su Heng came to knock on the door at this time, because the door of the living room was locked, Su Heng glanced at it, his eyes were slightly cold, so he had to stop in front of the living room door, and raised his voice:

"Song Yang, the restaurant is about to receive guests in the afternoon. Are you awake? If you wake up, clean up and get ready to start work."

Wen Ci looked at Song Yang: "..."

Song Yang grabbed the horse and glanced outside the house.

Wen Ci suddenly reached out and grabbed Song Yang's chin, telling Song Yang to turn his face away, his eyes fell back on him, and then Wen Ci looked at him with dark eyes, love and danger at the same time in the dark eyes Crazy.

He wants to pave a road of no return for his lover.

"I've taken care of the afternoon business in the restaurant today. I don't order any dishes. I want you, Song Yang."

Wen Ci's hands passed through Song Yang's bare chest, hugged the young man's strong and strong back, pulled the man towards him, encircled him like a private property, put his face next to the young man's ear, and kissed him intimately After dawdling for a while, his eyes were wet and dark, and he confessed to his knight:

"do you want me?"

The author has something to say: Su Heng: ...so I was an assist?

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[The next chapter will be released at 12 noon]