The President's Dedicated Love

Finally, a fire was ignited.

Lan Zhengting listened to the wanton people chanting his name, he let him go, he asked, "Zeyu, when is your birthday, can I celebrate your birthday for you, from now on, I will accompany you Are you having a good time?"

Guan Zeyu didn't answer. After eating and wiping himself off, he fell asleep...

Lan Zhengting leaned against the pillow weakly, he took a deep, deep breath, forbearance, it's okay, he doesn't care about drunk people.

When he woke up in the morning, Guan Zeyu hugged the pillow next to him for a while, but it was not as comfortable as in his dream. He opened his eyes and realized that it was a real pillow, not a human being.

"Government Court."

"The court..."

"The court?"

He got out of bed, walked out of the bedroom, and looked around for someone.

Lan Zhengting was making breakfast, he was well dressed, Guan Zeyu heaved a sigh of relief, he opened the stool by the table, and wanted to eat, Lan Zhengting took away the breakfast, he said, "Wash up first?"

Guan Zeyu looked at the person in front of him, a real person, he got up and hugged him, he said, this is a good morning hug.

Lan Zhengting looked at the president who made up high-sounding excuses in order to take advantage, with a half-smile, "Yes, I understand."

Guan Zeyu felt a pain in his temple, did he understand?

Guan Zeyu rolled his eyes, he had a headache after drinking, his heart was blocked, he brushed his teeth while rubbing his temples.

Lan Zhengting looked at the person who turned and walked away, and sighed helplessly, again he didn't remember.

After Guan Zeyu finished playing the march in the morning, he sat down at the table and was about to have breakfast when Lan Zhengting said, "You drank a lot last night, remember?"

Guan Zeyu took a bite of the soft bread. He shook his head with a cute expression, "I usually fall asleep after drinking, did I go crazy last night?"

Lan Zhengting drank a bowl of porridge, and he ate his breakfast quietly.

Guan Zeyu felt that the atmosphere was delicate, and somehow felt that he had done something wrong, but Lan Zhengting spoke again, and he said, "Zeyu, if you refuse to tell me when your birthday is again, I will stop cooking for you gone."

Guan Zeyu paused, "Zhengting, you threatened me."

Lan Zhengting's face was full of a smile that was not a smile. For someone who was drunk and casually worked on his body, what was his threat?

Guan Zeyu wanted to get mad, but Lan Zhengting took his coat and said, "I'm leaving."

Guan Zeyu gritted his teeth and said, "Wait."

Lan Zhengting stood with his back, the answer he wanted was still available.

Guan Zeyu bit the rim of the cup, he turned his head to look at the handsome man with his back facing him, dressed so well today, what are you going to do, do you want to find Mr. Shen again?Guan Zeyu glanced at the man's waist, and the belt tied outside just perfectly complemented the man's slender figure. The slender and straight figure made Guan Zeyu more thirsty the more he looked at it. He was just dreaming, just having sex.

Lan Zhengting waited for a long time. After a long time, he couldn't hear the person eating breakfast. He looked back and saw the CEO who was drinking breakfast milk and staring at his back and blinking...

"Ze Yu!"

This voice sounded for the first time!

The momentum is wrong!

Guan Zeyu quickly took down the cup from his mouth, a white line was stained on his lips.

Lan Zhengting turned around and looked at the man who pretended to be innocent again, "Birthday." He walked in and wiped off the white line on his lips.

Guan Zeyu froze, and he blurted out, "April 26."

Lan Zhengting finally smiled softly, and said, "Seven days later than me."

"what?"

"We were born in the same year and the same month."

"Really, Guan Yilin said that you are one year older than me."

"Is the birthday on your ID card real?"

"Fill whatever you want."

"Then I can fill in whatever I want."

"..." Above Guan Zeyu's head, a group of crows croaked.

"You asked about my birthday, do you have a present for me?"

Lan Zhengting smiled, a gentle and elegant smile,? "Before thinking of me giving you a gift, what gift should you think about giving me?"

"A cake."

Guan Zeyu held up a finger, and that slender finger held a key.

Lan Zhengting picked up the key and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to work."

Guan Zeyu quickly picked up his coat and put it on, changed into a tie and hung it around his neck, and hurried out the door.

Lan Zhengting turned off the light, and he followed behind. He saw the disheveled man standing outside the door buttoning his clothes and looking at the sky. Lan Zhengting walked up to him, and he helped him tie his tie, "What are you looking at?"

Guan Zeyu looked at the blue sky, with a few white clouds floating. The weather looked clean and clear, which was very suitable for outdoor barbecues.

"Zhengting, what gift do you want, I'll go and prepare it first?"

Lan Zhengting was carefully tying up his tie, but he inadvertently tightened the tie, Guan Zeyu gasped, "Hey~"

Lan Zhengting quickly loosened his tie, "I'm sorry, I used too much force for a while."

Guan Zeyu was so strangled that his face was flushed red. He looked at the person in front of him, his gentle and handsome face was expressionless. Why is it so cold, my God!

Guan Zeyu's eyelids twitched uneasily, he wanted to know what happened, why he felt weird this morning, as if he had done something to sorry Mr. Lan, and then he got angry, he was annoyed, he was so angry .

"Zhengting, did I do something wrong?"

Guan Zeyu took a breath, he stared closely at the handsome face in front of him, it was really good-looking, with a tall nose bridge, handsome and three-dimensional facial features, and that gentle eyes, almost sucking people in, but it was a bit cold .

Lan Zhengting helped tidy up the black suit. Guan Zeyu likes this combination. The white shirt and black jacket look like elite attire. His body is so tall that it gives people an invisible sense of oppression.

Thinking of being suffocated by this person in the night, Lan Zhengting kept his face calm, but his heart was full of waves.

It’s really helpless, I don’t remember anything after I’ve done it, I’ve eaten it, even though we’re all men, but we have to bear the responsibility, right? You have to know the negative to be positive. If you can’t be positive, you’ll have to parallel each other like this for the rest of your life. Go down, never meet the day.

"The court..."

Guan Zeyu didn't get an answer, and he was even more sure that he had made a big mistake. He caught up with the person walking towards the car, Lan Zhengting sat in the passenger seat, and Guan Zeyu opened the driver's seat. He said, "Did I annoy you?"

Guan Zeyu put on his safety gear, and Lan Zhengting was about to close his eyes and rest for a while, but the person who was driving had resentful eyes and a voice full of grievances.

My heart is still soft, again and again, Guan Zeyu, what do you want to repay me?

"If you really want to give me a gift, then give me something I like. As for what I like, you can think for yourself, ask me, and I won't tell you."

"what……"

"Why, it can't be done. Could it be that such a little thing is stumped?"

"No, I want to ask your opinion, and I'm fine too, so I can find out."

Lan Zhengting leaned against the car seat and said, "You can't find what I want."

"why?"

"Because it has no form."

"..."

Guan Zeyu concentrated on driving. He sent the man downstairs to Yinghui, and then drove to Guanying, thinking about the gift President Lan wanted along the way.

It has no form?

What is that?

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