When the boss wears the best [Quick Transmigration]

Yunwu tea is produced in the clouds of high mountains.

Because it grows in the clouds and mist of the strange peaks in the high mountains, it absorbs the essence of the sun and the moon in the mountains, and then the tea pickers climb the mountains and ridges, climb the peaks, and collect them from the clouds and mist, so it gets its name.

The more famous ones are the Yunwu tea produced in the peaks of several famous mountains, and Yueshan is one of them.

The middle-aged man only took a moment, and then brought exquisite tea sets and snacks on a tray.

The tea is served in a purple sand pot and served with a celadon cup.

Very particular, Su Jinyuan stared out the window, waved it casually, told the middle-aged man to step back, and poured three bowls of emerald green tea soup. .

Good tea.

Su Jinyuan looked at the few beggars who were slowly moving towards the entrance of the hotel, and thought in his heart, his young master likes this, and he can bring people over to taste it later.

Few people drink tea early in the morning, so the teahouse is very elegant.

It's just that the two people brought by Su Jinyuan didn't understand tea, and after taking a sip, they felt bitter, so they put down the teacup and whispered: "Young commander——"

"Huh?" Su Jinyuan glanced over with a cold look.

"Master." The man with the crew cut immediately changed his address and grinned: "Master, what's the use of us just sitting here? Didn't the young master ask us to go out and find out the news?"

"Isn't that ready-made?" Su Jinyuan looked at a few beggars who had just moved to the entrance of the hotel and surrounded a lonely man, holding a broken bowl in his hand, as if begging for money.

The man was wearing a black long gown, a felt hat with the brim covering his face, and a cowhide suitcase in his left and right hands. Judging from the situation, he seemed to be entangled by five or six beggars and couldn't get out.

But he didn't expect that as soon as the box was put down, the beggars who had bent over to pay for the money grabbed the box and ran away, while the remaining beggars clung to the man. After the two beggars who snatched the box disappeared on the street, they rushed away. scattered.

"This is an obvious robbery!" Zhou Ping looked at the man who was stamping his feet anxiously and wanted to chase but didn't know how to chase him, and sighed: "It's a good thing we didn't let these beggars pester us when we came out."

Hearing this, Su Jinyuan's smile deepened, "This..."

"If this elder brother thinks that the man is a victim, he is wrong."

Su Jinyuan's words were suddenly interrupted by a soft and slightly hoarse voice.

He retracted his gaze, and when he turned his head, he saw a woman in an elegant cheongsam walking slowly with a slender cigarette between her legs. During her steps, her figure was graceful and graceful, charming and elegant.But her willow eyebrows were slightly frowned, as if she was hiding a trace of melancholy, which made people think she was a woman with a story at first glance.

"Sir, is it convenient to borrow a fire?"

The woman walked up to her, holding the cigarette in her right hand, frowning slightly, as if she had something on her mind: "I'm in a hurry to go out today, I forgot to bring a fire, please find a way for me, sir."

Chen Song, who was sitting next to Zhou Ping, turned his head and saw that the person making the conversation was a beautiful woman, his eyes lit up: "It's convenient."

He took out a lighter from his pocket, opened the cover, and slid the gear, and a cluster of flames jumped instantly—the woman smiled faintly, leaned slightly, and moved towards her with a cigarette in her mouth.

The close-fitting cheongsam outlines her beautiful figure, making the eyes of the two men who have been hiding in the military barracks all year round without seeing women glow green.

Zhou Ping was better, but Chen Song almost had a nosebleed when he faced the turbulent waves in front of him.

In order not to embarrass himself in front of the beauty, he put away the lighter, pretended to be calm, turned his face away, and changed the subject: "What did Miss Cai mean just now?"

"Mind if I sit down and talk?"

The woman glanced vaguely from the moment she opened her mouth, then turned her head and continued to look at the man outside the window, exhaled a puff of smoke, and sat down gracefully with Chen Song's consent.

"Speaking of these—"

"Zhou Ping and Chen Song." Seeing that the man at the door of the hotel was about to leave, Su Jinyuan suddenly said, "The lady asked me to bring her a bunch of candied haws before going out. Go and see where they sell them nearby. Remember to bring back a few more. Give it to the brothers too."

Zhou Ping and the two were still thinking about the beauty, when they suddenly heard the young marshal's secret words, they pulled their minds back, answered 'yes', then looked at the woman reluctantly, shook their heads regretfully and left.

The woman was stunned for a moment, then returned to normal, and said in an envious tone: "Sir, you are such a good brother, you still remember when you are away..."

Su Jinyuan's full attention was on that man.

After the man was robbed of the suitcase, he seemed to be in a daze. It took a long time to realize that he was about to chase the beggars, but there was no bodyguard in the hotel or the rickshaw driver at the door. Step forward to help.

Anyone with a discerning eye could tell something was wrong.

Seeing Zhou Ping and the two following up, Su Jinyuan's lips curled up.

Originally, I wanted to catch a beggar to see if I could get some useful information, but I didn't expect to get a windfall.

He withdrew his gaze, picked up the cup and heard someone talking in his ear, followed the sound, and saw the woman sitting beside her, the corner of her lips smiled, and she frowned and said, "Why are you still here?"

The woman's expression froze, and she came back to her senses and said implicitly: "Did I disturb Mr.?"

"You know you're bothering me, why don't you hurry up?"

"..." The woman obviously didn't expect the other party to have such an attitude, and the smile on her face could hardly hold back: "I'm sorry to disturb you, sir. To express my apology, I'll buy your tea today."

"I need your money?" Su Jinyuan pulled off his tie impatiently, and shouted: "Boss, what's going on here? Didn't you say that no one bothers you? Why are there still women coming to strike up a conversation?"

After finishing speaking, he put down his cup, took out his wallet from his pocket with an irritable expression, took out a banknote of not small face value, and put it on the table: "You are such a human being, the young master has seen a lot, don't you just think that the young master With extraordinary temperament and good looks, you just want to find an excuse to come over and strike up a conversation?"

He stood up while talking, and the middle-aged man who heard the news hurriedly asked what happened.

Su Jinyuan sneered, and strode past the boss: "You can't live in peace even if you drink tea!"

Immortal dance is a trick of female sex, to satisfy men's novelty-seeking psychology, so as to achieve the purpose of defrauding money. This is usually the cooperation of multiple people.

Su Jinyuan didn't see the trap, but he saw the surprise and calculation in the woman's eyes, so he thought that this woman was Xiao Xiang's beauty.He is a family man now, if the young master finds out that he has entangled with others after drinking tea, then it's okay?

Su Jinyuan came out of the teahouse aggressively, grabbed a rickshaw and reported the way to the outside of the city.

He left and didn't come back until the next day when the sun was bright.

When passing by the market, he brought a few breakfasts and returned to the hotel with them. He stood outside a room door and was about to knock on the door when footsteps could be heard faintly at the end of the corridor.

The voice was unhurried, slow and orderly, echoing in the silent corridor accompanied by 'da da da'.

Without even raising his eyelids, he knocked on the door three times with his fingers.

There was no movement inside the door for a long time, and the sound of footsteps approached.

"It's you?"

A slightly surprised female voice reached Su Jinyuan's ears.

It sounded familiar to him, he opened his eyelids and glanced at it, but he didn't recognize it, and knocked on the door a few times with his fingers.

"Pretend you don't know me?"

The woman leaned against the wall in a leisurely manner, took out a lady's cigarette from the small bag in her hand, lit it quietly, puffed out a cloud of smoke, and raised her red lips: "Little girl has lived for so many years, and I have never seen such a passionate woman like you." And an unassuming man."

Su Jinyuan glanced at her coldly: "Get lost."

The woman was startled, and then as if she heard some joke, she covered her lips and smiled lightly. The laughter seemed absurd and funny: "Sir, are you getting angry from embarrassment?"

"A lot of nonsense."

Su Jinyuan didn't feel any pity for the fragrance and jade, so he reached out to touch the gun in his arms, and the door opened with a 'click'.

Qiu Yun's tall figure appeared at the door: "Are you back?"

Seeing Su Jinyuan with a gloomy face, Qiu Yun raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, and was about to invite someone into the room to ask where he went last night, when a slightly hoarse provocative voice came from the side.

"Oh? Does sir know me that well?"

Qiu Yun was surprised in his heart, and was about to poke his head to look, when his wrist tightened——

"Let's go in and talk first." Su Jinyuan blocked his sight, pushed the person in, closed the door casually, and said, "I went to drink tea yesterday morning, and I met someone who struck up a conversation. Got entangled."

He briefly explained the matter, and said fiercely: "If you didn't open the door, I would have drawn my gun."

Qiu Yun glanced at him delicately: "Where did you drink your tea?"

"The one diagonally opposite the hotel." Su Jinyuan's eyebrows darkened: "The tea is good tea, and the environment is not bad, but the guests there are shameless, and when they see a heroic person, they go up to strike up a conversation."

Qiu Yun wanted to remind him that this was not some kind of guest, but when he heard him boasting about his extraordinary appearance, he paused and looked him up and down.

Su Jinyuan, who had changed his military uniform, lost a bit of his elite spirit. With his exquisite face and a well-fitting black suit, he looked handsome and charming.

Qiu Yun joked: "Our Young Marshal Su is really handsome, no wonder some women abandon their reserve and want to strike up a conversation with you."

"What about you?" Su Jinyuan put away the hostility in his eyes, and looked at the handsome man with gentle affection: "Are you fascinated by me?"

"..." Qiu Yun chuckled softly, raised his eyebrows and said, "This young master is that kind of person?"

"Of course my young master is not." Su Jinyuan walked closer and leaned over to show a very seductive smile: "But I hope my young master is, so that I don't have to rack my brains thinking about how to seduce him naturally. lead you."

Under the quiet light, the rippling eyes gradually became blurred.

The warm breath sprayed on Qiu Yun's chin, slowly blending together, his throat moved, and he leaned forward to kiss it without restraint.

Compared with Su Jinyuan's ferocious biting, his kiss fell on the other's lips lightly like a superficial touch, delicate and gentle, with a hint of jerky probing.

Su Jinyuan passively endured, without a strong chase, but closed his eyes and carefully felt the lips and tongue of the other party lingering between his lips, subconsciously opened his lips, and stuck out the tip of his tongue.

Touching the opponent's lips and tongue, he retracted subconsciously, but he didn't want the opponent to follow, break into his mouth, and wrap his tongue around him.

The kiss was over, and the two of them breathed heavily and pressed their foreheads together, each calming down the beating hearts in their chests.

"It turns out that kissing is like this." Su Jinyuan murmured, and then asked: "Is our relationship now confirmed?"

"I'll marry you when you and I gain a firm foothold in Haicheng." But in this life, I hope you won't break your word again.