What bad thoughts does the little milk dog have?

Little milk dog 30

He's going to the college reunion tonight.

We haven't seen each other for many years, and he naturally wants to go to the rare gathering.Just when he was about to drive to the parking lot, he happened to meet He Shi.

"Isn't this Teacher Su?" He Shi was about to open the car door when he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye and saw that it was Su Lixu who joked, "What a coincidence that you're off work too?"

Su Lixu heard He Shi's joking words and said helplessly: "We met in the teaching building just now."

"Will you take my car?" He Shi patted the car door and asked with a smile.

"No, I'll drive by myself. Your house is quite a distance away from my house, so you don't have to take me back. The hotel is more conveniently located from your house." Su Lixu said as he locked his car and bent down to get in the car.

"By the way, that sticky man didn't stick to you today? It seems like he didn't see him today."

The car window was lowered slowly, Su Lixu looked at He Shi with an interesting expression on his face, he held the steering wheel, turned his face away and laughed angrily: "Are you joking at me now, aren't you?"

"I don't dare to laugh at you, I just feel curious that your good temper would be willing to tolerate such a bad temper." He Shi's eyes fell on Su Lixu's face: "He asked me to apologize."

Su Lixu was startled slightly, his expression changed: "When?"

"He came to the office to apologize to me the next day." He Shi tapped the steering wheel with his fingertips: "He said sorry to me a few times. The attitude towards me is not correct, one is that you rudely provoked me in front of me that day."

Su Lixu was thinking that he could praise this guy's attitude, but the next second he heard He Shi say:

"However, after the apology is over, he told me not to have any wrong thoughts about you, don't get close to you, a married man, and let me keep a distance." He Shi raised his eyebrows and smiled, he looked at Su Lixu: "Admit your mistake The attitude is okay, but I still owe it to you, can you bear such a boy?"

Su Lixu: "..." His face was expressionless immediately, as expected he shouldn't have any expectations for that guy.

Especially admitting mistakes.

Wrong is wrong, wrong continue to make mistakes.

"So married husband, is it true?"

Su Lixu's hand holding the steering wheel gradually tightened. He glanced at He Jian, and found that his old classmate was smiling too vaguely, so he silently looked away: "... how is it possible, he is talking nonsense, don't listen to him explain."

Is this guy crazy? Didn't everyone tell him not to talk nonsense!

"Then did you tell him that you were going to the class reunion tonight?" He tried to ask.

"No." Su Lixu glanced at the mobile phone on the co-pilot, but there was no movement on the mobile phone, he put away his gaze: "Why should I tell him that we have nothing, okay let's go, don't make them wait long time."

After speaking, he raised the window and drove away.

No one was seen or a message all day. .

In the private studio, Fu Xingran was painting something in front of the canvas.

I saw that the large black T-shirt on his body had already been stained with a lot of paint, and some of his hands and cheeks were also stained, but it didn't affect his state of concentration at all, and he was concentrating on the painting at hand.

He didn't even hear the studio door being pushed open.

The visitor also waited for the moment Fu Xingran stopped writing before speaking.

"Star burning."

Fu Xingran paused with his hand holding the palette, and heard an old and steady voice behind him. He slowly turned his head and saw that it was his architectural design enlightenment teacher: "Teacher, why are you here?"

"I've been here a long time ago, but you were too focused and didn't hear it." Mr. Zhao stood beside him, with his hands behind his back, bent slightly, his eyes fell on the canvas, and he looked at the back in the snow: "Drawing your dream girl again?"

Fu Xingran smiled: "It's not the lover of my dreams now." As he said, he put the palette aside, stood up with a paintbrush and walked to the sink beside him: "Why did you come to me suddenly? Just busy."

"Do you know what Jiang Tian Yisu means?"

Fu Xingran turned on the faucet to wash the paintbrush. He watched the colorful paints smear in the water flow: "I know, breaking the definition."

"Your father invited me and asked me to gather the world's top designer team to build the world's top luxury mansion and give you one of the designer positions in the tens of billions of design projects. Do you understand what this means?" Mr. Zhao Looking at Fu Xingran's back, there was endless hope in his eyes: "He has spent his whole life digging out architectural aesthetics, digging out design talents, and constantly creating sales miracles. And he once said that you are the aesthetics with the most content in his life, He hopes that you can shine in this industry and continue to create opportunities for you."

"I know you have a grudge against your father, but he is also a student brought out by me. I know his character. After your mother left, he could only work crazy to numb himself, because he couldn't accept himself. His beloved wife left him like this, and because of this, he neglected you a little bit. But he loves you, and he has always been responsive to your requests. "

Fu Xingran propped his hands on both sides of the washbasin, letting the water wash over the paintbrush, the knuckles of his hands were slightly white due to the force, and his jaw line was tense, as if he was restraining his emotions.

"Really?" He answered nonchalantly.

"This time, Jiang Tian Yi Su is committed to creating a minimalist and luxurious world-class flat floor. In this emerging area surrounded by resource circles, it will become a benchmark in two years. The design team behind Jiang Tian Yi Su will also It will present a high-quality mansion that can be cherished by very few people, in line with the color of global high-end mansions, and there will be your academic romantic ideas in it. With this work, you will become a top young and outstanding architectural designer in China. "

"But I heard from your father that you don't plan to continue, why?"

Fu Xingran turned off the faucet, he picked up the rinsed brush and put it aside, took off the towel and wiped his hands clean: "I lied to him."

Although he was very angry, he was still reluctant after all, after all, he designed the suite with great care.

Mr. Zhao: "..." Fortunately, he had thought up so many excuses: "Why?"

"Because he bullied the person I like, caused him to leave me, caused me to misunderstand him, I was a little angry." Fu Xingran became angry when he thought of this, if his father hadn't made his own decisions, Su Lixu would have left him .

"What about the first draft of the design?" Elder Zhao asked tentatively.

"Give him a semi-finished product." Fu Xingran approached the lounge and planned to change the dirty clothes on his body: "My first draft is almost finished, and I can send it to you when it is finished."

Mr. Zhao was confused by the father and son: "I saw your father was so anxious and thought what you said was true. I didn't expect you to finish it. It seems that we can have a meeting to discuss our ideas?"

"The set I designed is my future wedding room." Fu Xingran's voice came from inside, and as he spoke, he saw him walking out while putting on a sweater: "So teacher, my design fee can Can you buy this set of flat floors?"

He took his cell phone and car keys, ready to pick up Su Lixu from get off work.

Mr. Zhao shook his head with a helpless smile: "Then you have to ask your father, he developed this real estate, and he invited the design team."

Fu Xingran thought to himself, no matter what, he would win this suite.

The best location, the best lighting, and the best design should all be given to his favorite, Su Lixu.

"Shall I take you back first?"

After sending Mr. Zhao downstairs, Fu Xingran asked the old man beside him.

Mr. Zhao waved his hands and said with a smile: "My driver will be here in a while. I just stopped by to see you when I was fishing nearby. I will really be busy when this project is officially launched next month." He patted Fu Xingran's Arm: "Child, don't waste your talent. Your talent was not restrained in such a small place as the hospital, but now it's out, and the world allows you to play.

"Prove to your dad that you can already be your own. Also prove to the person you like that you are better than he imagined."

The sky is gradually covered by twilight, the intoxicating blue is like silk wrapped around the clouds, and the neon lights gradually light up.

Fu Xingran drove back to school.

He drove the car while holding the steering wheel with one hand, and called Su Lixu with the other hand, but no one answered after several calls, his brows were furrowed, why didn't he answer the phone?You always answer his phone, don't you?

The next second, the phone was connected, accompanied by many people talking and loud music, followed by a calm male voice, not Su Lixu.

"Hey?"

Fu Xingran's face suddenly darkened: "Professor He?"

"You, what's the matter?" At the other end of the ktv box, He Jian glanced at Su Lixu, who was leaning on the sofa and drinking a little. Can feel the mood is not very good.

"Where are you?" Fu Xingran heard a very noisy voice on the other end of the phone: "Where is Su Lixu? Why is his cell phone here with you? Ask him to answer the phone."

"We have a class reunion tonight, didn't he tell you?"

Fu Xingran's expression was startled, no.

"We were at the KTV of the Hilton Hotel. He drank and seemed to be in a bad mood. Did you make him angry?"

Hearing the address, Fu Xingran saw that he could make a turn ahead and immediately turned the steering wheel to the direction of the Hilton Hotel: "I don't dare to make him angry. I don't know how good I am lately. You don't lie to me."

Bad mood?How could you be in a bad mood?

Didn't they have breakfast together this morning?That is, no contact after noon, because he has been drawing.

"Tsk." He Shi couldn't stand Fu Xingran's obedient tone: "I'm hanging up, call me when you arrive."

"Can't you give me a room number for me to go up?"

"This is not good, then you can ask your doctor Su if he is willing to make it public."

Fu Xingran: "...Forget it then."

He is cowardly.

He drove to the Hilton at the fastest speed, stopped downstairs and called Su Lixu. Not long after he dialed the phone, he saw two familiar figures walking through the revolving door of the hotel. Then Su Lixu came out.

Seeing the situation, he ran up quickly.

"I can still drink." Su Lixu's cheeks were flushed, his eyes were blurred, but he said seriously to He Shi who was beside him: "I can drink well."

As soon as the words fell, the whole person was pulled out, dizzy for a while, and his body shook.

"Why did you drink so much wine?"

Su Lixu thought it was his hearing hallucinations, he tilted his head, looked sideways, and found Fu Xingran in front of him, half-closed his eyes and took a closer look, thinking that he had misread:

"Huh? Fu Xingran? Why are you, a little villain, here?"

Fu Xingran looked down at the blurred eyes of the man in his arms, and the word 'little villain' carried an intimacy and scorn, making one's heart itch.There was a bit of drunkenness on his face, and he tilted his head as if he was confused.

Just when Su Lixu half-closed his eyes and moved closer to him, his lips were almost pressed against his lips, and the breath blended with the mellow aroma of red wine from the too close distance fell on his cheek.

Hit him on the head.

Why did you suddenly drink alcohol?Could it be that he did something to make people unhappy today?

Fu Xingran put his arms around Su Lixu's waist, put his hands on his shoulders, and then looked at He She: "Thank you Professor He for taking care of him, I will take him back now."

He Qian laughed out loud when he heard this sentence: "You mean, I have been friends with him for many years, he is my brother, can I not take care of him?" He said and glanced at Su Lixu: "Go back and take care of him." Good for him, he doesn't know how to drink, he must be in a bad mood."

When Fu Xingran heard He Shi's friends and brothers, his eyes flickered slightly, he was a little surprised, as if he was relieved, he hugged Su Lixu even tighter: "I will coax him well, let's go."

In the car.

Fu Xingran put Su Lixu in his arms on the co-pilot, bent down and got closer to fasten his seat belt.

The moment he lowered his head, his collar was suddenly grabbed by Su Lixu.

When he raised his eyes, he bumped into Su Lixu's misty and moist eyes, and in an instant, his heart seemed to be pinched.

"Brother, didn't you say you like me?" Su Lixu tugged at Fu Xingran's collar, and this hand stroked the collar, stroking the back of Fu Xingran's neck.

Cool hands, hot movements.

The word 'brother' seemed to be on fire.

Fu Xingran pursed his lips, staring at Su Lixu with gradually deep eyes: "Yes."

He saw another side of Su Lixu again.

Su Lixu, who wants to get drunk or not, will get angry.

"Brother, do you have any thoughts now?" Su Lixu thought that he was hallucinating from drinking too much, otherwise how could he see Fu Xingran, and he was so close.

Obviously, he was drinking with his classmates in the ktv just now, talking about his recent life, talking about recent troubles, talking about everyone getting married and having children, and he was still single.

A classmate asked him why he was single, and he said he hadn't found a suitable one.

But He Shi asked, is there no one around recently?

recently?Yes, there is an annoying, clingy, coquettish, petite pervert, who can't look up and look down, and even now he is hallucinating to see this guy.

I see, it's annoying.

I can't see it, and it's annoying.

"Thoughts?" Fu Xingran's eyes fell on Su Lixu's blushing lips, and the corners of his lips were slightly sunken and said with a smirk: "In the car?"

It's nothing but guts.

But Fu Xingran never thought of this answer, never even dreamed about it.

Su Lixu raised his eyes, the bottom of his amber eyes were rippling, put his arms around Fu Xingran's neck, and whispered next to his ear:

"what ever."

The man's gentle and hoarse voice was full of bewildering drunkenness, which completely confused his mind.

Drunk night, drunk people.

Even the car was in a mess.