After the sick top was forced to marry

The finger was almost attached to Pei Ming's skin, causing his body to shrink back reflexively, and the back of his head hit the wall directly.

Lin Zijin withdrew his hands in surprise: "I can't blame you, why is it like being molested?"

Pei Ming was hurt by the bump, and he frowned and sat back slowly: "I..."

He faltered for a while, and in a panic, he casually gave an excuse: "I'm not used to being in such close contact with others."

Lin Zijin nodded knowingly: "Okay, I've wronged you."

Pei Ming was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that he had dug a hole for himself, and before he could fix it, he heard the man say lightly: "I probably won't be able to sleep tonight, and I won't be able to rely on you in the future, don't worry .”

Lin Zijin stood up from the sofa, and Li Kui let out a light "meow" very perceptively, and then jumped off the sofa, not knowing where to hide again.

"If you have a psychological shadow of sleeping in the same bed with a man, I can tidy up a guest room for you," Lin Zijin said, "You don't need to wrong you, and you don't need to wrong me. What do you think?"

He felt bad.

Pei Ming swallowed, his heart pounding loudly.

He has never been willing to fight, and he pays attention to "going with the situation" in everything, so he has been at ease for so many years.

But this is the only thing he doesn't want to back down.

Lin Zijin found a wall to lean against, stretched his waist like a boneless one, squinted his eyes comfortably, and waited for Pei Ming to make a choice, even not forgetting to be persuasive: "Look, neither of us leaked anything, You don't have to see me in the guest room overnight, and I can't sleep anyway, and tomorrow morning the bridge will return, won't you be moved?"

I... don't feel moved.

Pei Ming blinked, a little aggrieved: "But Brother Lin, Sister Zeng said that if you can't sleep, your body will not be able to bear it. Is it not good if I don't sleep in the same room with you?"

Lin Zijin let out a long "Oh", without concealing the surprise in his tone: "She even told you this?"

"Brother Lin, I...I don't want to share two rooms with you," Pei Ming finally said what was on his mind, "I came here to help you, if it doesn't work, I'm going to be very sad. Brother Lin, shall we give it a try?"

When he said the last two words, he softened his tone, looked a little cautious, raised his head slightly, and the dog's eyes were full of expectation.

Lin Zijin was caught off guard by his gaze, and subconsciously looked away, looking flustered.

He felt that in front of him was not a little star sitting on the sofa in a proper manner, but a big golden retriever who only wagged his tail at him. The mean words swirled around his mouth, but he still couldn't say it.

Lin Zijin flicked the hair covering his eyes to the side a little irritably, and sneered: "Then you can remember what you said, I didn't force you to sleep with me, don't go out with this and find someone to write scribbles on."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and went straight upstairs.

How could I be willing to... use you to write nonsense for others?

Pei Ming laughed at himself, looked at his back, and called softly, "Brother Lin."

Lin Zijin stopped, turned around and looked down at him: "What's wrong?"

"Where is the bathroom at home?" Pei Ming said politely, "I'm going to take a shower."

"There are both downstairs and upstairs. Choose one yourself," Lin Zijin said. "You can use body wash, shampoo and bath towels. I'll find clothes for you later."

Pei Ming nodded: "Okay, thank you Brother Lin, Brother Lin, you are so kind!"

Lin Zijin, who was inexplicably issued a good person card, lost his face, and quickly turned around and walked up the rest of the stairs in two or three steps.

Pei Ming struggled for a long time, and finally decided to choose the upstairs bathroom, because he felt that since Lin Zijin's bedroom was upstairs, the bathroom he often used must also be upstairs.

Wealth is in danger.

So he followed Lin Zijin up to the second floor, and sneaked into the bathroom.

The furnishing of the bathroom is as simple as at home, except for the necessary facilities, there is nothing else, even the cosmetics and skin care products are neatly arranged in a row.

Pei Ming understood.

Lin Zijin must still have some obsessive-compulsive disorder.

He couldn't restrain the joy in his heart, took a shower in twos and threes, and heard a knock on the door while wiping his hair.

Pei Ming quickly put the towel on the shelf, and opened the door with his hand.

The pajamas were found by Lin Zijin rummaging through boxes and cabinets.He passed the clothes to the crack of the door, frowned and said, "Who can fit in such a small crack?"

Pei Ming let out an "oh", and in a hurry, his arm touched the doorknob, and the door that was originally half-hidden slowly opened.

Lin Zijin saw Pei Mingguang/naked body unpreparedly, and was startled. Fortunately, he had seen the big world, so he didn't lose his composure. He was stunned for a moment and then adjusted his expression.

He passed the clothes in his hand forward, raised his eyebrows and looked at Pei Ming without saying a word.

Pei Ming realized that he was not wearing anything, and his face was filled with a layer of red mist. He hurriedly tried to take the clothes from his hand, but the man refused to let him go.

Lin Zijin narrowed his eyes slightly, his light-colored pupils looked him up and down unabashedly.

Somewhat beyond my expectation, this little vase is not an ordinary white-cut chicken, but has very strong muscles, and I can tell at a glance that it has been specially trained.

And the butt is really upturned, and the legs are really long.It's a pity that there are a few conspicuous scars on his body, especially on his lower abdomen, like flaws in a work of art.

But the flaws do not conceal the virtues.

Lin Zijin looked him over slowly like the old rascal, and then let go.

The fabric of the clothes passed between his fingers, and Pei Ming took it to cover his chest tightly.

Lin Zijin looked at him in a panic, and the depression of the day finally disappeared: "They are all men, what are you afraid of?"

"I, I didn't..."

Before Pei Ming finished speaking, Lin Zijin's soft and cold fingertips slid across his collarbone.

"You're already trembling like this?" Peach Blossom Eyes evoked a poisonous smile, under the bright light of Yuba, she was so beautiful, "Don't worry, I'm not interested in children."

After finishing speaking, Lin Zijin put his hand back in a good mood, turned around and went downstairs slowly.

After his back disappeared at the stairs, Pei Ming let out a sob.

Holding his clothes and lowering his head, he muttered softly, "I, I'm not a child anymore."

***

Pei Ming dawdled for a long time, and after he had fully adjusted physically and mentally, he walked out of the bathroom slowly, but he smelled a fragrance.

He hurried down the stairs, and saw Lin Zijin coming out of the kitchen wearing an apron, holding a bowl of noodles in his hand.

The noodles are the simplest over-water noodles, the soup base is tomato, and there is a poached egg under the noodles.

Pei Ming swallowed subconsciously, and then remembered that he had barely eaten since he left the studio at noon, and immediately felt hot, and said in a low voice, "Thank you Brother Lin, for your hard work."

Lin Zijin pressed his waist against the low table on one side, and raised his eyelids when he heard the words: "Stop talking, eat your food, and don't go out and say that I abused you."

Pei Ming knew that he was a hard-spoken and soft-hearted person, so he accepted it when he saw it, and smiled at him, bowing his head and talking about noodles.

Lin Zijin lowered his eyes and looked at the chat interface on the phone.

Wicked singer-songwriter Wen Gu learned that he was forced to live with Pei Ming, and very reservedly sent a congratulatory message: "I hope you sleep well tonight."

"Come on," Lin Zijin replied blankly, "I don't need to spend so much time thinking about Yin and Yang, Mr. Wen."

Wen Gu quickly replied, "My wife has something to tell you."

Lin Zijin refused coldly: "I won't listen."

"He said that Xiao Pei is very innocent and pure, so don't scare him," Wen Gu pretended not to see his whole-hearted resistance, "Take your strange hobbies away and treat your illness honestly."

I'm so annoying.

Lin Zijin locked the phone screen: "After eating, wipe away the bowl, and then go upstairs to sleep."

Pei Ming quickly responded.

He was chewing slowly, when he suddenly felt something fluffy sticking to his feet.

Pei Ming was startled, and quickly lowered his head, only to realize that it was Li Kui who had come.

The kitten glanced at him with its big blue eyes, then closed them again, flicked its tail, and just settled down at Pei Ming's feet.

Pei Ming also drank the soup in the bowl, got up and took the bowl to the kitchen.As soon as he moved, the kitten also got up and followed, and then sat down at the kitchen door.

"Why did you come with me?" After washing the dishes, he put them on the shelf, turned his head and looked at Li Kui slightly, "Did your master ask you to come?"

The kitten couldn't understand what the strange human being in front of him was talking to himself, so he licked his paw reservedly.

Pei Ming didn't know whether Lin Zijin usually let the cat into the kitchen, after deliberating for a long time, he decided to take the cat out.

"Let me tell you a little secret." Pei Ming put Li Kui in its nest on the first floor, and stretched out his hand to stroke the soft long fur. "I like your master."

The kitten meowed, rubbed the cushion under her body, closed her eyes and dozed off.

Lin Zijin sat on the bed with the book in his arms and read it for a long time. He was about to finish reading several chapters before Pei Ming went upstairs. .

Pei Ming was holding a tray with a cup on it.The shape of the cup is very unique, it should look like a cow.

At first glance, it doesn't look like a cup that I would buy at home.

Lin Zijin frowned, put down the book in his hand: "What are you doing?"

"Drinking milk can help you sleep," Pei Ming said, "If you drink it, you should be able to fall asleep faster."

"Where did the cup come from?"

Lin Zijin was asking questions, but he didn't reach out to take the milk.

Pei Ming smiled a little embarrassedly: "I...I brought it myself."

"It's really childlike."

Lin Zijin dropped such a sentence lightly and then lowered his head: "I don't like drinking milk."

Because he wants to keep fit at all times, Lin Zijin generally doesn't drink whole milk, and he really hates the tasteless taste of skim milk, so he simply blacklists all milk.

However, Pei Ming stubbornly handed the milk to him: "Brother Lin, I'm already warmed up, why don't you just take a sip."

When he said this, his eyes were full of anticipation, and his voice was also cautious, making it unbearable to refuse.

Lin Zijin looked at his doggy eyes for a while, and finally lost, he sighed and brought the cup over.

He opened the lid of the cup, intending to take a sip and finish the job, but he didn't expect the skimmed milk, which he thought was tasteless, to have a slight sweetness.

There should be no full-fat full-sugar milk at home?

Lin Zijin raised his eyebrows: "skim?"

Pei Ming nodded.

"Then why is it sweet?" He took another sip.

"I saw honey in the kitchen, and thought skim milk didn't taste very good, so I mixed a spoonful of honey into it." Pei Ming scratched his head, "If you don't like it, brother Lin, I won't do it next time. "

Lin Zijin didn't say yes or no, he just drank the small cup of milk slowly, and just about to wipe his mouth with the back of his hand, a paper towel came over just right.

He looked up in surprise, and saw the little star standing neatly by the bed, his face full of concern: "Brother Lin, use this to wipe it off."

Lin Zijin felt uncomfortable for a while, and instinctively wanted to refuse, but it had been a long time since he had been cared for so meticulously, and he couldn't bear to refuse for a while.

He gave a vague "hmm", took the tissue and wiped the milk stains on his lips.

Pei Ming put away the cup, opened the door and walked out.Lin Zijin looked at his back from behind, feeling a little complicated.

Not many people know that he is actually very willing to eat sweets, because it is completely inconsistent with the usual person in front of the camera.

So did Pei Ming hear about this little hobby of his from someone, or was it just a blind cat meeting a dead mouse?

Before he could figure it out, Pei Ming left and returned.

He coughed lightly and stood at the door: "Brother Lin, do I sleep over there?"

Lin Zijin simply put the book on the bedside table, half leaned on the bed, raised his chin slightly: "If you want to sleep by the door, you can."

Pei Ming said gently: "If Brother Lin really wants me to sleep by the door, I won't have any objections."

again.

Lin Zijin let out a "tsk" and lay down straight down: "Love can't come here."

Pei Ming's eyes fell on him, he bent his eyes, and walked slowly to the other side of the bed.

Lin Zijin didn't think it was okay to sleep in the same bed with a stranger—wouldn't it be fine to treat him as a big pillow?There is no need to be hypocritical.

But the moment Pei Ming lay down, he knew that he had thought this matter too simply.

The mattress beside him slowly sank, and then the young man's hot body burned him faintly, making him a little nervous for a while.

And some not-so-good memories from the past came to the door one after another.

Lin Zijin tried his best to calm down his racing heartbeat. Before he could speak, he heard the people around him whisper, "Brother Lin, are you... nervous?"

"Why am I nervous?" He retorted subconsciously.

Pei Ming continued noncommittally: "Then do you need me to put you to sleep?"

Lin Zijin was lying with his back facing him, his face fell instantly, and he turned aggressively to settle accounts with Pei Ming, but when he raised his head, he bumped into a pair of gentle eyes.

Pei Ming just turned off the headlights in the bedroom, leaving only a warm yellow bedside lamp dimly on.

Pei Ming looked at him with his back to the light and propped his chin, his eyes were filled with the night, and he could bear the words "tenderness like water".

Lin Zijin asked himself that he had seen people with talking eyes both on and off the screen, but right now he was really stunned.

This little vase...isn't it a bad acting?So what is this doing now?

Pei Ming reached out and patted his back: "Don't be nervous, go to sleep."

"No, I'm not nervous."

"Okay, don't be nervous," Pei Ming nodded seriously, "Go to sleep, you can sleep a little longer if you go to bed early."

Lin Zijin withdrew his gaze from turning around on his face: "I can't sleep, you should die."

Pei Ming straightened his turned up collar: "No, I couldn't fall asleep when I was a child. My mother just stayed by my side and coaxed me, and I fell asleep."

Lin Zijin covered his lips and yawned. After hearing what he said, he couldn't help laughing: "You're not my mother."

"It's not important," Pei Ming looked at the beautiful curve of the man's eyes and smiled, and licked his lower lip calmly, "I just want to say...with me by my side, bro, you may be a little Some sense of security."

"Well, whatever you want."

The long absence in the room made him feel a "warm" atmosphere, and the cold mattress in the past also became warmer, leading his consciousness to sink into the unknown abyss.

Pei Ming kept patting him on the back, humming an unknown song, which sounded like a lullaby.

He sings really well.

This is what Lin Zijin thought of when he was still a little clear, but the next moment he uncontrollably blurred his consciousness.

The movements of Pei Ming's hands gradually slowed down.

He lowered his eyes, and the coquettish expression just now slowly disappeared.The thick eyebrows were slightly frowned, making the facial features a little more aggressive and wild.

The man curled up in his sleep, seemingly insecure.

Pei Ming subconsciously held his breath, slowly lowered his head, and pressed a kiss on Lin Zijin's side face. He greedily wrapped his arms around the man's thin waist, and pulled the belt into his arms.

***

Lin Zijin slept for a long time this time, and the quality of his sleep was quite high, and he didn't even wake up halfway.

When he heard the ringing of the alarm clock, he opened his eyes in a daze, and saw the sky outside which had already lit up.

He was stretching his arms to turn off the alarm clock that was set in an unknown year, but his body froze suddenly.

There was an arm around his waist, not only did it not loosen, but it tightened again, and then a fiery body pressed against it.

Lin Zijin's face darkened, and he patted that arm unceremoniously.

"It's still early," a hoarse voice came from behind, causing Lin Zijin's chest to vibrate, "Sleep a little longer."

That voice was different from the clear and clear boyish voice of the past, but it had a slightly more "sexy" feel to it.

Lin Zijin whispered, "Let go, I..."

He subconsciously struggled a few times, but he heard Pei Ming gasp.

Lin Zijin also sensed that something seemed to be pressing against his crotch, and his body, which was still struggling just now, stopped for a moment, and a scorching heat burned from his neck, and rushed towards his face aggressively.

He and Pei Ming were in a stalemate like this for about five or six minutes before the person behind him slowly sat up and said in a low voice, "Brother Lin, I'm sorry."

Lin Zijin turned his back to him and said nothing.Pei Ming seemed to sigh, and got off the bed lightly.

And almost the moment he closed the door and went out, Lin Zijin jumped up from the bed.

He sat on the bed in a daze for a while, then slowly unlocked his phone and began to process the news of the new day.

The heat on his face hadn't gone away, still reminding him of what happened just now.

It's so embarrassing.

That's right, Pei Ming is a man who is physically and mentally healthy, what's wrong with being refreshed in the morning?

After doing this, he seemed like someone who was looking for trouble for nothing, and he was so shameless.

Lin Zijin was thinking this in his heart, and at the same time clicked on the dialog box with Zeng Xi, and saw the greeting from his manager's sister as expected:

"From the speed of your news this time, you should have fallen asleep. How are you? Are you still feeling well? If there is no problem, I will ask Pei Ming's manager to come to your house to sign the contract today. It will arrive at 09:30. You should prepare yourself. "

Lin Zijin sighed again.

Had a really good sleep last night.

It was about eight o'clock in the evening when the two of them lay down, and fell asleep almost immediately after laying down, and fell asleep in one breath until 07:30 the next morning.

Miscalculated.

If he had known that Pei Ming was really good for him like a sleeping pill, yesterday he would have poured a cup of coffee in advance to keep his eyes open until dawn.

The throbbing pain of the back molars seems to have returned.Lin Zijin frowned and picked out a white shirt to put on, and after washing, he staggered down the stairs.

Before reaching the living room, he smelled the aroma of fried food.

Lin Zijin walked to the dining table with bare feet, took a drink from the water glass, squinted at Pei Ming in the kitchen, moved his lips, and asked, "What are you doing?"

Hearing this, Pei Ming turned his head and looked directly at his bare feet as if he had installed a radar: "Why are you wearing nothing on your feet?"

Lin Zijin drank the water in the glass indifferently: "I'm used to it."

"It's easy to catch cold." Pei Ming turned off the fire in the pot and went to find shoes for him, "I'll get you slippers."

Lin Zijin gave a "tsk" impatiently: "Okay, I'll go back and wear it."

Just as he was about to go upstairs after speaking, he suddenly remembered the question he hadn't answered just now: "What are you doing?"

"Make breakfast," Pei Ming said, putting the fried eggs in the pan on the plate, "It will be ready soon."

"...I generally skip breakfast."

Lin Zijin thought for a while, but still told the truth.

From last night to now, he has received a lot of care from Pei Ming for no reason, so much that he feels very uneasy.

He has always been a person who does not receive rewards for nothing. Unless he has given favors to the other party, receiving such sudden kindness will always make him feel quite awkward.

After Lin Zijin went upstairs to put on his shoes, he didn't go back to the dining table, but went to the living room.

Li Kui didn't see his night owl owner last night, and now he was walking up and down the nest anxiously, and stopped when he saw him coming, and let out a very rude "ha".

Lin Zijin expressionlessly took a bag of cat food from the cabinet next to him and poured it into a bowl.

Li Kui slapped him on the back of his hand in return, his blue eyes staring at the cat food in his hand.

"Eating what's in the bowl and looking at what's in the pot, it's really greedy."

Lin Zijin smiled, and in front of the cat, clamped the opening of the cat's feed, and locked it in the small cabinet next to it.

Not far behind him, Pei Ming said softly, "Brother Lin, come and eat."

"I told you I won't eat it," Lin Zijin was still squatting in front of the cat's litter, "you can eat it yourself."

Pei Ming was silent for a while, and when the voice sounded again, he felt a little bit wronged: "Brother Lin, if you don't eat in the morning, you will suffer from hypoglycemia."

"so what?"

"Sister Zeng asked me to take good care of your body," Pei Ming lowered his eyes, "Brother, I've already cooked all the meals, so you can eat as much as you want, okay?"

He softened his tone, and the ending sound was very long, as if he was acting like a baby.

Lin Zijin turned his head and saw Pei Ming's face full of "grievances", a pair of originally bright dog eyes bent down dejectedly, looking at him pitifully.

In all fairness, this face is quite good-looking, more in line with Lin Zijin's aesthetics, otherwise he would have kicked Pei Ming out of the house long ago.

He glared at Pei Ming, but still went to the kitchen to wash his hands, and slowly walked back to the dining table.

There is not much breakfast, a fried egg, a piece of bread and a glass of milk.

The shape of the fried egg is complete, there is no place where it is mushy, it can be seen that the cook is definitely a skillful cook.

Lin Zijin picked up the cup and took a sip of the milk, as expected, he tasted the slightest sweetness.

Perhaps because of the sweet buff bonus, the low air pressure he had sustained until now finally completely dissipated.

"Sister Zeng and your manager will come to my house later," Lin Zijin said while spreading jam on the bread, "They said they came to sign the contract."

Pei Ming let out an "ah", and the fork in his hand knocked against the edge of the porcelain plate, making a crisp sound.

Lin Zijin raised his eyelids and glanced at him: "It's too late to regret it now."

Pei Ming came back to his senses, smiled and said: "I didn't want to go back on my word. From the time I promised to help you to now, I never thought about going back on my word."

"Okay," Lin Zijin thought about the words to persuade him to give up, but when he heard him say this, he suddenly couldn't persuade him, "That's all right."

Zeng Xi seemed to be really keen on this matter, and visited before nine o'clock.

Originally, Pei Ming was going to wash the dishes, but Lin Zijin chased him out of the kitchen.

The top class with the surname Lin seems to have a strong obsession with the fact that no one who cooks does not wash the dishes, and will not let Pei Ming do the dishes no matter what.

Just as Pei Ming was kicked out, the doorbell rang.

He hurried to open the door: "Good morning, sister Zeng."

The beaming Zeng Xi was followed by the disheveled Sun Hongyu, who gave Pei Ming a hard look.

Pei Ming pretended not to see them and brought the two of them into the living room.

"Where's Xiao Lin?" Zeng Xi looked around, "I didn't say hello when I came?"

Pei Ming smiled shyly: "Brother Lin is doing the dishes."

Zeng Xi seemed surprised: "So you get along well?"

"Alright, okay." Pei Ming scratched his head a little embarrassedly, "Brother Lin is easy to get along with."

The smile on Zeng Xi's face deepened a bit, and he patted Pei Ming's shoulder with no concealment of joy: "Okay, okay, as long as you get along well, fortunately, Xiao Pei, you have a good temper, otherwise, I guess it would be better if you changed someone else." Fight that stubborn donkey."

"You're scolding me behind your back, right?" The cold voice of "Stubborn Donkey" sounded behind the three of them, "I thought he was the artist you brought."

Zeng Xi shrugged helplessly: "Since everyone is here, let's start."

The morning sun enveloped the entire living room, making it very warm.Pei Ming and Sun Hongyu sat on the sofa on one side, Lin Zijin and Zeng Xi sat on the other side, and there were several documents on the coffee table in the middle.

"This is the contract proposed by our legal department," Zeng Xi pushed one of the documents to Sun Hongyu, "it includes the main cooperation plan and the penalty clause for breach of contract."

Sun Hongyu glanced at it, and said, "Does the resource sharing here refer to all the resources of your company?"

Zeng Xi said calmly, "It depends on Pei Ming's personal and specific situation before further discussion."

"We, Xiao Pei, are paying for the word-of-mouth accumulated in our idol career," Sun Hongyu said, "If your company can't guarantee to provide resources of equal or higher value, then we have to go back and think about it."

Zeng Xi looked troubled: "I think the clause of 'resources that best meet Party B's actual needs' written in the contract is already very reasonable. I don't know what Mr. Sun refers to resources of equal or higher value?"

Sun Hongyu laughed "hehe" twice: "A first-line variety show, a big-name magazine, the second male lead in a star TV series, or the first male lead in a big online drama, shouldn't be too difficult for you?"

Pei Ming, who was sitting next to him, stared at Sun Hongyu with a gloomy look.

Sun Hongyu pushed the material on the table as if he didn't feel it.

This is what he decided after going back and thinking for a long time.

Although Pei Ming occupies a relatively dominant position in the working relationship between the two for some reason, he still has to rely on himself to contact the company.

After he reported the agreed marriage to the company yesterday, he was scolded by the company's senior management.Although Pei Ming wasn't considered a big hit, he was still a cash cow for this small company in the middle and lower reaches. How could he accept his decision to destroy his future?

Sun Hongyu scolded Pei Ming for being an idiot in his heart, while placating the upper management of the company with a poignant smile, he turned around and went home and smashed several vases and decorations, deciding that the scolding should not be in vain. If Pei Ming got married because of the agreement, then I probably have to slap my butt and leave in the company.

Pei Ming is an idiot who doesn't want a future because of a man, he can't accompany an idiot, at least he has to earn a fortune before running away.

Thinking of this, Sun Hongyu got a little more confidence, put his left leg on his right leg, and leaned back in a different position: "Compared with our Xiao Pei's popularity, Xiao Pei's word of mouth is more important than these resources. , does Ms. Zeng think what I said makes sense?"

Pei Ming said, "Brother Lin, I..."

"And this is the result of my discussion with Xiao Pei," Sun Hongyu interrupted him, seeing Lin Zijin's slightly changed expression, he felt a little joy in his heart, "After all, we are taking our little Pei. Should we bet on our future, we must be more cautious."

Zeng Xi wanted to say something, but Lin Zijin interrupted her with a wave of his hand.

He raised his eyelids, and looked Sun Hongyu up and down with a half-smile in his eyes. The corners of his lips curled up in a disdainful arc, but his voice was brisk and gentle: "Mr. Sun, do you think you are qualified to negotiate terms with me?"

The author has something to say:

Brother Lin: If you give you three points of color, you dare to open a dyeing workshop on my face, right?