accidental preference

The melon-eaters were all happily discussing Xiao Lifu's gossip, and financial media, real estate media, and professionals in related industries began to forward this Weibo of Ping An Capital one after another.

A well-known economist wrote: "The chairman of Shengjing Real Estate, Zhong Xingbang, who was criminally detained for "personal reasons", has been decisively "cut" by the business empire he built. Shengjing Real Estate received a report from the Baihe Branch of the Capital Public Security Bureau. After the notice, the board of directors has been convened urgently to elect a new chairman. Due to the incident of molesting minors that broke the bottom line of human beings, any connection between Zhong Xingbang and Shengjing Real Estate is a disaster, and this is just Shengjing Real Estate’s self-help. The first step. On the official website of Shengjing Real Estate, there is no information about Zhong Xingbang in the management column, and news pictures related to Zhong Xingbang have also been urgently deleted and cleaned up. Before today, Zhong Xingbang was the actual controller and chairman of this A+H-share listed real estate company.”

Yunchen put down his phone and looked at the lake and sky outside the window. After a while, he opened WeChat and clicked on Qi Qinghong's profile picture.

The profile picture of Qi Qinghong's private WeChat is a fluffy light yellow kitten, half-hidden in a light blue blanket, looking sleepy and dazed.Yun Chen has always felt that this kind of soft and cute little animal head is very incompatible with his brother, and he always feels that this little blanket looks familiar.

Yunchen looked at the WeChat dialog between himself and Qi Qinghong. After a long time, he turned off his phone and put it aside.

Qi Qinghong came back early today, and Huo Zhen packed a special small pot of fried rice, a thousand packs of vermicelli soup, crab shell yellow and three silk spring rolls at the century-old Lao Wu Restaurant, and handed them to the housekeeper.

Yun Chen stole a raw pan-fried bun before dinner, and exclaimed with bright eyes: "It's from the main store of Lao Wu Guan!"

Qi Qinghong unbuttoned two of his shirt buttons, scratched the tip of his nose with a smile, "It's pretty good."

At dinner, Yunchen ate a bit more than usual, and even ate the big yellow croaker cooked by the housekeeping aunt. After the meal, he kept rubbing his stomach with his hands while reciting the script on the sofa in the study.

After Qi Qinghong finished his business, he picked up the person on the sofa and coaxed him out of the door. The two of them walked half a circle along the scenic lake in the community, and Yunchen's stomach felt a little better.

"Master Bai'an of the Old Wu Pavilion has been skilled for decades." Under the night, Yunchen held Qi Qinghong's hand tightly, "Grandma loves its small crepe ravioli and crab rice dumplings the most. It is so satisfying to have the opportunity to eat these snacks today."

"Why don't you have more at that time?"

"If you order too much, you can't finish it. Grandma is not allowed to waste it. Besides, my grandma and I live very economically, and we only go to the restaurant once in a while."

Qi Qinghong squeezed the soft little hands in his palms, "After eating the fried rice and wontons, I will help the old man to cross the road, so I can write two small essays about good people and good deeds when I get home."

"Ah, brother, how do you know! When I was young, I really felt that writing essays was a headache, a touching little thing, an unforgettable trip, my deskmate, the beautiful scenery of the campus, my mother..." Yun Chen paused, no sounded.

Qi Qinghong held Yunchen's hand even tighter.

After a while, the child suddenly asked: "Brother, how do you know that I eat fried rice and wontons, and help the old man to cross the road!"

Qi Qinghong smiled and didn't speak, Yunchen looked up at him, under the moonlight, Qi Qinghong's jaw line was sharp and smooth, his eyes were deep, so handsome that it made people's heart skip a beat.

"Brother! Could it be! You saw me in the Old Wu Pavilion!"

Yun Chen was a little excited, "I remembered, the main store of Old Wu's Restaurant is not far from Wenguang Building, did you see me when you went to eat in the store?"

Qi Qinghong almost never dined in a crowded restaurant like Old Wu Restaurant. He didn't answer Yun Chen's question, but just pulled him into his arms, then lowered his head and kissed the person in his arms.

Because outside, it was a short but tender kiss.

Qi Qinghong looked at Yunchen's bright eyes, wet lips, and extremely vivid and beautiful face, and gradually merged with the boy in his memory.

That day, Qi Qinghong was sitting in the car, and his eyes shifted from the tablet to the window. Not far away, the building of Wenguang Group was hidden in the green trees.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a young man running to the intersection, helping a hunchbacked old man to cross the road, then running back quickly, and talking to an old woman standing on the side of the road with a cane.The boy's smile is extremely bright, like the warm sun in winter.

At that time, the distance between them was only a few meters.

Qi Qinghong kissed Yunchen's earlobe, and whispered in his ear: "Baby, I have something to tell you."

Yunchen nestled in Qi Qinghong's arms, his heart was pounding, his whole body was tense, waiting for an upcoming secret.

Qi Qinghong said: "The way you eat yellow croaker seriously at night is like a kitten that likes to eat small dried fish."

Yun Chen was a little dazed and didn't react, Qi Qinghong smiled and pecked his lips and the end of his eyes.

What is it... Yun Chen thought, it's not what I thought, hey... Sometimes life is full of ups and downs like this...

When he got home, Qi Qinghong went to the study after answering a phone call. It was already late at night when he returned to the bedroom after taking a shower. Sleeping on two or three soft cushions, the little one blushed.

Qi Qinghong walked over, gently pulled out the script in his hand and put it aside, then slowly pulled out the cushion behind him, and then gently put his fluffy head on the pillow.

Yunchen lay obediently in the bed, babbling twice in his mouth, Qi Qinghong moved closer, and he stopped talking, his long and dense eyelashes quietly covered his eyes, casting a soft and quiet shadow .

Qi Qinghong lifted the thin quilt, and lightly took him into his arms.

The child slept so well that one could not bear to wake him up, and one couldn't help but want to wake him up crying after bullying him.

The scorching breath brushed over Yunchen's eyelashes, Qi Qinghong kissed his lips, slowly pried his lips and teeth apart, rolled over the soft tip of his tongue, and kissed him deeper tenderly and forcefully.

Yun Chen's breath became hasty, he slowly opened his eyes in a daze, stretched out his hand and coquettishly gently pushed the person who was pressing on him, Qi Qinghong's palm was warm and dry, along the smooth and soft back Slowly going down, gently rubbing the soft waist through the pajamas.

After a while, Qi Qinghong's hand reached into the hem of Yunchen's pajamas, where the palm and fingertips crossed, igniting bits and pieces of fire.

Yunchen's breathing and heartbeat became extremely fast, and his already hot body suddenly broke out in cold sweat. After the last hospital visit, they had never been intimate except for hugging and kissing.

Yun Chen struggled uneasily, Qi Qinghong slowly took his hand out of his clothes, his lips left his lips, and leaned over him with his arms propped up to look at him.

The child's eyes dodged, his face was pale, and cold sweat was dripping on his forehead.

Qi Qinghong gently pinched Yunchen's chin with his thumb and index finger, so that his gaze had nowhere to escape, and finally he could only look into Qi Qinghong's eyes again, "Baby, who am I?"

Yun Chen replied in a low voice: "Brother."

Qi Qinghong caressed Yunchen's lips with his fingertips, "I will not be threatened or influenced by anyone, especially you."

"You are not a burden, not a burden, you are my most precious person." Qi Qinghong asked: "Do you trust me, baby?"

Yun Chen's eyes were wet, he nodded slightly.

"I choose to be an official or do business, it all depends on what I want to do and what I like to do." Qi Qinghong looked into Yunchen's eyes and emphasized again: "I will not be threatened or influenced by anyone, especially you. "

"Baby, you can have some confidence in me." Qi Qinghong kissed Yunchen's eyes and eyelashes, and the thick eyelashes caressed her lips, which was incredibly soft.

"You are my baby. With me, you can do whatever you want. I have told you this before. Always count and always count."

"You can do whatever you want, you don't have to be afraid, and you don't have to be afraid, you know." The soft light gently sprinkled on Qi Qinghong's face, Yunchen looked into Qi Qinghong's eyes, gradually, Yunchen seemed to see Qi Qinghong was cautiously hiding under all kinds of tenderness.

Such affection seems to never appear in Qi Qinghong's eyes. His brother is domineering, indifferent, powerful, and unscrupulous. Since when did his eyes have tenderness and affection? Reluctant.

The biting coldness gradually dissipated from the nerve endings, the fingertips felt the lover's warm body temperature again, and the cheeks felt the lover's scorching breath again, Yunchen raised his neck and kissed Qi Qinghong's lips proactively.