The President's Dedicated Love

Guan Zeyu was learning how to cook vegetables that day, and while he was frying, he burned the vegetables and burned the rice.

When Lan Zhengting came to visit for dinner, he just wanted to see if the president who couldn't take care of himself was still alive?

When I entered the door, I could smell a strong and pungent smell: it was the smell of burnt rice, and the smell of burnt vegetables.

Guan Zeyu was so choked that he turned his head while turning over the vegetables in the pot.

Lan Zhengting hurried over and said, "You want to blow up the kitchen?"

Guan Zeyu's face was full of oily smoke, he said, "It won't happen."

Lan Zhengting turned off the gas, poured another basin of water into the pot, and it was all extinguished, covering most of the smell.

Guan Zeyu walked out of the kitchen with his hair blown. He said, "My glorious career ends in the kitchen."

Lan Zhengting found a drenched towel and wiped the face of the president, whose face was full of oily smoke.

Guan Zeyu exhaled for a long time, but he couldn't exhale the miasma that penetrated deep into his lungs, so he could only comfort in his heart, it's okay, this way he can live a long life.

Lan Zhengting said, "It's not like you don't have nothing to eat, why bother to make trouble yourself."

Guan Zeyu deflated like a bottle whose piston had been pulled out.

"I want to break the life record of failure."

Lan Zhengting wiped off the disfigured face of the listless man, and then carefully inspected the wound.

The old wound on the palm of the hand has healed, but the self-abuse person resumed chopping vegetables, and his slender and perfect fingers suffered another misfortune.

This vegetable chopping belongs to chopping vegetables, but he can even cut off poor fingers, what a skill.

After cleaning the wound, Lan Zhengting put on the plaster. He said, "You are not young anymore. Is there such a thing as self-harm?"

Guan Zeyu raised his left hand, and he shook his poor and cute injured finger, "I just want to support myself."

"So you're going to hurt yourself?"

"It's just an accident."

"Then you will be careful in what you do."

"Well, I will be more careful about work."

"Compare?"

Lan Zhengting lightly pressed the bandaged wound, "You're really good. We met you for the first time. I think you are a serious person. Who knows that you are not only eloquent like a lotus, but also good at shirking responsibility. "

"Hey, you can't talk nonsense, what did I shirk my responsibility for?"

Lan Zhengting was scrubbing the head of the disabled man who couldn't take care of himself, and he was washing his hair. Yes, that's right, the president of Yinghui was washing the hair of the president of Guanying in the swimming pool.

Guan Zeyu soaked in the smell of oily smoke for an hour, his face and hair were full of oily smoke, he said he had to wash it, Lan Zhengting said to go to the shampoo shop, Guan Zeyu said no.

Lan Zhengting couldn't help it, the wound on that finger was deep, and it shouldn't be soaked in water for too long.

Guan Zeyu stripped off all his clothes, leaving only a pair of boxers. Lan Zhengting said, "Like a child."

Guan Zeyu sat in the swimming pool, most of the water was pumped out, and the rest was just up to his waist.

Lan Zhengting said, "You are wasting state resources."

Guan Zeyu retorted, "I paid for it."

He comfortably enjoys the considerate and gentle service, letting people wash their hair for free, saving money and worry! ! !

Lan Zhengting looked down at the person with closed eyes. The foam flowed to the corners of the closed eyes and flowed down the temples. Lan Zhengting washed it and then it flowed down again. Guan Zeyu opened his eyes and said, "You eat me!" Tofu."

Lan Zhengting had a palm full of foam, and wiped it all over the man's face.

Guan Zeyu's face and nose were all covered with shampoo foam, and Lan Zhengting said, "You still have one hand."

Guan Zeyu raised his right hand, "My right hand is also hurt."

"But the wound has healed."

"That still hurts."

"Zeyu, don't push yourself too far."

Lan Zhengting felt unbalanced, he said, "I've become your close personal Stoudemire."

He continued to wipe the foam on the handsome face who was blowing his nose and staring.

Guan Zeyu puffed his cheeks and said, "It's in your mouth, it's in your mouth."

Lan Zhengting ignored it, "Shampoo is also delicious, eating a little is good for your health."

"Boss Lan, you are too ruthless, ruthless and cruel."

Guan Zeyu raised his hand to wipe the foam from his mouth, Lan Zhengting looked down at the blinking man, and said, "Thank you."

Guan Zeyu refused, "I will thank you for bullying others?"

"Where am I fighting?"

"You rely on foam in your hands."

After Guan Zeyu finished speaking, he lowered his head, and suddenly he lowered his head.

"what happened?"

"Foam in eyes."

"what?"

Lan Zhengting hurriedly washed his hands and checked.

Guan Zeyu looked up and smiled.

He smiled brightly, "Do you know what's wrong?"

"Guan Zeyu."

He pushed the man directly into the water.

Guan Zeyu was thrashing about in the water. He struggled for a while, fought hard, and finally managed to escape.

Lan Zhengting's clothes were completely soaked, and the two of them splashed in the pool.

Guan Zeyu stood on the bank and laughed, while Lan Zhengting sat in the swimming pool and wiped his face. He said, "Go get me some clothes, I want to take a bath."

"Okay."

Guan Zeyu happily ran out of the swimming pool, he went to find a bathrobe.

"Zhengting, fight with me, you are still far behind."

Lan Zhengting sat in the water and waited. He wiped away his drenched hair, and waited for the person who brought the clothes to come to the edge of the pool. Immediately, he pulled the person into the water.

Guan Zeyu didn't pay attention, and he was pulled back into the water.

Lan Zhengting showered the president who had dried his hair, and Guan Zeyu was irrigated from top to bottom. He said, "Lan Zhengting, you are too deceitful."

When Lan Zhengting pushed the man into the water, he pressed the other person's shoulders, looking at the man sitting in the pool, he looked very angry.

"Mr. Guan, do you want to admit defeat?"

Guan Zeyu shook his head, he shook the water off his face.

"It doesn't count, you are engaging in a sneak attack."

Lan Zhengting sat down next to him, "Then I also outwitted and should be rewarded."

Guan Zeyu turned his head to look at the man sitting beside him, that delicate face, under the dripping water, was indescribably handsome and gentle.

Lan Zhengting pulled the towel around his neck, and when he turned his head to meet the gaze of the person who was staring at him blankly, his heart suddenly felt like he couldn't tell what it was like.

Guan Zeyu blinked, and he turned his gaze away.

He said, "I'm better than you."

Lan Zhengting raised his eyebrows slightly, "Don't brag about yourself, we're tied, we'll be evenly divided."

Lan Zhengting got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower. Guan Zeyu climbed ashore. He lingered at the door of the bathroom, always thinking of rushing in, but unfortunately he didn't have the guts. When his nose was itchy, he sneezed.

When Lan Zhengting got out of the shower, he asked, "Have you caught a cold?"

Guan Zeyu resisted stubbornly, "Fortunately, I have a strong physique, so I'm fine."

After the two of them took a shower one after the other, Guan Zeyu forced them to stay overnight. He said, "The wind outside is so strong and the weather is so cold. You don't have to rush home in the middle of the night, and I won't eat you."

Lan Zhengting looked at the man in a bathrobe with disheveled hair, Guan Zeyu's hair was dry, the dry air blew his hair, and a trace of naughty teeth and claws were at the end of his eyes.

Lan Zhengting got up to make coffee, he said, "Come, drink half a cup to warm up."

Guan Zeyu sat cross-legged on the sofa and stared at the TV. The game entered the second half, and it was over in ten minutes. He said, "Boss Lan, you are bound to lose."

Lan Zhengting sat down next to him, and he replied, "I'll give you ten yuan if you lose, I don't feel bad."

Guan Zeyu almost choked to death on the coffee, "How dare you say it even if you bet ten yuan?"

Lan Zhengting didn't refute, he got up and went to close the window, outside the north wind was blowing fast, whistling and wailing, as if screaming.

Guan Zeyu took his white jade cup and went to make coffee, but Lan Zhengting refused, "You can't drink so much at night."

"Another half a cup."

"No."

Lan Zhengting made a glass of boiled water, and he said, "I'm thirsty, drink this."

Guan Zeyu rubbed his stomach, "I'm hungry."

"Then have supper."

"Really?"

Lan Zhengting looked at the overjoyed person, and shook his head helplessly, what's the matter, why...everything goes, obeys everything, I don't know which one is more compliant?

If Guan Zeyu forcibly sticks to his habits, he won't be able to stop him; if he ignores his wounds, Guan Zeyu won't have so many opportunities to eat, drink, and sleep.

Guan Zeyu said, "We have slept so many times."

Lan Zhengting asked, "Is it me sleeping with you now or you sleeping with me?"

Guan Zeyu said, "I'll sleep with you."

He hasn't discovered, he hasn't noticed, his behavior is abnormal, the closer he gets, the more he wants more, he is not satisfied at all, and he hasn't woken up in time, when these things are taken for granted, he can't say anything Take it for granted?Is it just because of Boss Lan's connivance?Just relying on the existing cooperative relationship between them to maintain?Because you gave them a perfect solution?So it's reasonable to be tolerated and pampered by him?

Can these be excuses?As a reason for the two men to be too intimate, to indulge each other, they just want to get closer, and get closer.

When feelings are rampant, can they just let nature take its course?

Lan Zhengting stayed with the president with his disabled hands for a while, and he watched the first snow this year with him.

The two walked together in the snow, looking up at the fluttering snowflakes together.

Snowflakes fall from the sky, one after another, covering everything in the world.

Guan Zeyu said, "There has been no snow in Haishi for many years, and this year's snow came very suddenly."

Lan Zhengting turned his head and asked, "Don't you like it?"

"No, I like it very much."

Perhaps, it is precious because it comes only once in many years.

Two people were watching the snow in the park. They looked at the light and leisurely surface of the water, with ripples and ripples, and the snowflakes fell down and quickly disappeared without a trace.

Lan Zhengting was wearing a blue lapel jacket, and he wore a scarf around his neck. It was a warm scarf that Guan Zeyu had personally selected. Guan Zeyu said, "It suits you very well."

Lan Zhengting's face was pale, and Guan Zeyu felt uneasy every day looking at it. He didn't know why he felt this way. It seemed that this person would disappear if he didn't pay attention.

Lan Zhengting said, "I'm more afraid of the cold, so my complexion is a little bad."

Guan Zeyu raised his hand to pick up the snow from his soft hair, he said, "Let's go, let's go home, it's windy and cold outside."

Guan Zeyu was wearing a trench coat and gloves. Lan Zhengting said, "Tomorrow is Christmas, do you have any arrangements?"

Guan Zeyu thought for a while, "Qu Fan asked me to go to Nuanze to accompany them to have a party. I don't like the atmosphere there, and I don't really want to go, what about you?"

"I'm going to meet some foreign friends."

"Oh."

Guan Zeyu didn't say anything anymore, although he shared the bed with this person; although he could hold his hand naturally; although he could follow him face to face and smile at each other.

However, they never expressed their thoughts to each other. The friendship here seems to be purely a kind of friendship, which is brotherhood.

Guan Zeyu once said, I don’t need love, I don’t even need friends. He said this to the people around him. He hasn’t told him that I regard you as a friend. I have regarded you as a friend for a long time. Friends go deeper.

He didn't know how to speak, maybe he knew that this kind of thing should not be spoken casually, he was afraid of harming himself, the other party, or the family behind each other.

Guan Zeyu went to Nuanze to spend Christmas with Yuan Qufan. In the world of men, they carnivaled unscrupulously. Guan Zeyu sat on the high platform and watched. He was lonely and drank alone. This kind of Western festival just followed the popular preferences. He wasn't in the mood to go crazy about it.

The original song, Fan and Gao Te, accompanied everyone below to boo, and everyone was overjoyed, completely ignoring the lonely ghost who was left alone.

Lan Zhengting stood at the door, and he watched for a while. When he walked up the stairs, Guan Zeyu held up his wine glass and touched the cold glass. He saw a silver-gray figure. Lan Zhengting's head was slightly wet. It might be snow, or It might be rain, Guan Zeyu picked up the wine glass, and he clenched the wine glass in his hand.

Lan Zhengting walked over with a smile and said, "Merry Christmas."

Guan Zeyu suddenly pulled the person over and hugged him tightly. At that moment, he suddenly felt an urge to go crazy.

Lan Zhengting was slightly taken aback, he let the person he hugged him become more and more capricious.

Guan Zeyu said, "Merry Christmas."

He buried his chin on that icy shoulder, and he felt the damp coldness on his coat.

Lan Zhengting sent a holiday greeting fifteen minutes before, and he said, "Merry Christmas!"

Guan Zeyu didn't reply to the message, he thought, if you don't come, I will not be happy, you know?

For the first time, he discovered that he was also so willful, for the sake of a man, he used his innate temperament to the extreme.

Lan Zhengting stroked the hair next to his hand, turned his head slightly, and rubbed ear to ear with the person he was embracing.

Gao Te is below, and he dances to the original song Fan.

The original Qu Fan said, "I don't even concentrate on dancing."

Gott said, "Look, Lan Zhengting and Guan Zeyu are keeping each other warm?"

Yuan Qufan turned his head, and he saw the ruthless, cold-blooded and indifferent man at the highest VIP position in Nuanze. He was actually hugging another man of equal height and status?

"Huh? When did Boss Lan arrive?"

Fan touched his chin in the original song, Gao Te hugged Xiaoshou into his arms, and said, "I just arrived, it seems that I came here for Guan Zeyu."

Guan Zeyu let go of the person he was holding, and he asked, "Why do you come here when you have time?"

Lan Zhengting smiled, "I want to spend my first Christmas with you."

"First?"

"Well, this is the first Christmas I have returned to China." He added another sentence: If possible, I hope to accompany you every Christmas in the future, until the end of my life.

Guan Zeyu went to pour half a glass of wine, Lan Zhengting sat on the sofa, he took the glass and shook his head to look at the figures in pairs, some hugging, some kissing, and some chatting happily.

When I saw Yuan Qufan, I happened to see two people kissing.

Lan Zhengting was slightly taken aback, he paused, and wanted to turn his eyes away, but for some reason, he couldn't.

Guan Zeyu followed his gaze. He looked over while drinking, and when he spit out the drink, some liquid was stained on his collar.

Lan Zhengting picked up the paper towel on the table to help wipe it clean, "Are you so excited?"

Guan Zeyu coughed and pointed at the pair below, "It's too blatant, I haven't agreed yet!"

If you want to say that you have always treated Yuan Qufan as a younger brother, thinking that even if you are not a parent, then the marriage is a big issue, no, love choice, as an elder brother, more or less, he has the authority to give suggestions.

Lan Zhengting looked at those couples who were in love wantonly. In fact, when two people fall in love, they must go through this step. Hugging and then kissing, this is a normal phenomenon.

Lan Zhengting turned his eyes away, he no longer paid attention to the man who was intertwined with each other, he said, "Zeyu is not reconciled?"

Guan Zeyu was confused, "I'm not reconciled?"

"Original Qu Fan and Lawyer Gao together?"

"Have it?"

Guan Zeyu picked up the wine glass again, and Lan Zhengting clinked glasses after him. He said, "It is more suitable for him to be with him than to be with you."

Lan Zhengting drank the wine in the glass in one breath, Guan Zeyu was stunned, he seemed to understand a little bit, but he didn't seem to understand, his brain paused for a moment, and he blurted out, "Then it is suitable for us to be together, or they are more right together ?”

Guan Zeyu asked, and he became sober when he asked. He raised his glass soberly, and took a big sip, but he couldn't finish it in one breath.

Lan Zhengting looked at the people drinking heavily, wondering if he heard the sentence clearly, Guan Zeyu spoke too fast, he asked, "Is it raining outside, there are drops of water on your hair."

Lan Zhengting put down his wine glass, "It's still snowing."

This heavy snowfall lasted for many days, and thick layers of snow accumulated on the road, making the road difficult to walk.

Guan Zeyu was afraid that the road would be slippery in the snow, so he stopped letting people run to Luyuan every day. He said, "It's cold outside, so don't run outside. In a few days, when the weather clears, I'll ask you out again."

Guan Zeyu never said that I would go to Yinghui to pick you up, he dared not go to Yinghui, he dared not enter Yinghui Building again.

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