The ruffian is hard to guard

After one cigarette, the two men returned to the private room, but Fei Fan's chair was empty.

Before Zhan Changsong could ask, Fei Yue said, "My brother accidentally soiled his clothes while eating. He's used to cleaning, so he went back to change his clothes first. Let me say sorry to you."

Zhan Changsong raised his eyebrows, and muttered a "tip".

. . . . . .

Shen Fang frowned as soon as he left Zhou Bingyi's private room.

When he just entered the restaurant, he overheard two waiters chatting in the corner, and mentioned "Yuantian Town" indistinctly.

He paused, and rushed over without thinking, "What Yuantian Town? Where are the people in Yuantian Town?"

The two sneakers were taken aback, seeing the expensive and domineering clothes in front of them, they could only reply falteringly: "We are saying that there is a guest in private room 777 who should be from Yuantian Town, my hometown. "

"Young man?" Shen Fang asked again.

Is Mr. Zhan considered young?The girl nodded "yes".

Shen Fang clenched his fists and winked at his assistant.

But after a while, the assistant asked the identity of the guest in the private room, and it turned out to be Zhou Bingyi, the president of the Zhou Group.

Immediately, Mr. Shen's complexion became even worse.That country bumpkin's marriage is really good. He just slept with him here, and then climbed up to the heir of the Zhou family over there. He really underestimated him!

Yes, in Mr. Shen's mind, there is only one man in Tianyuan Town - the little bastard Cheng Jialiang.

After coming out of Zhou Bingyi's private room with nothing, the assistant who followed Shen Fang didn't dare to make a sound.

Vice President Shen's complexion is even worse at this time. Since he dug out the red-stained, half-dead Shen Fangqi from the bed yesterday morning, he must have been sleeping, he has been worried, afraid of touching his reverse scales. , Became an unlucky punching bag.

Since when is his boss not a sleeper?Now that someone has slept with him, he is naturally angry.Who is not a good sleeper for that young boy in Yuantian Town who has just grown up, and even wanted to spank his boss's ass, isn't he courting death?

It's fine if you die, don't drag me down. From yesterday to now, the boss has already poured three cups of coffee and tore up five documents. Hey, why do you let a straight man suffer like this!

Shen Fang was so angry that he couldn't taste the food in the high-end restaurant, but Cheng Jialiang squatted on the side of the road and stuffed his lunch box.

A small truck whizzed by with black smoke, and the dust it brought up hit him.

Cheng Jialiang quickly took a few mouthfuls of rice, and threw the lunch box into the trash can next to him.

He picked up the bottle of Evian mineral water under his feet and dried it with his head up. He was about to throw it into the trash can but hesitated.

This was the water brought out of Shen Fang's office. He remembered that when he was about to leave, the man with the light behind his back didn't even lift his head, and satirized him to the fullest by moving his lips.

"Take away the water you've drank, and don't work on my secretary anymore. His value cannot be reflected in throwing away trash."

Rubbish.

That's right, in Shen Fang's eyes, he is trash.

Cheng Jialiang stood up and threw the empty bottle into the trash can.What about trash?The trash still got into your bed and became your man.

I will let you always remember a trash, Shen Fang.

Fei Fan sat in the milk tea shop just across the wall from the restaurant, watching Zhan Changsong get into Zhou Bingyi's car.

He took out his phone to dial, and after a while Fei Yue's voice came from the phone.

"Where are you?" Fei Fan asked.

"I'm in a taxi." Fei Yue's voice came over clearly.

Fei Fan was furious: "They two men didn't send you home?"

"No, I told them to go shopping in the nearby shopping mall." Fei Yue paused, "But then I lost interest and took a taxi home."

In fact, she was just hiding from Zhou Bingyi, a woman's intuition has always been sensitive, and she saw desire in Zhou Bingyi's eyes.

However, Fei Fan didn't know what Fei Yue was thinking, and he acted as if the two men continued their relationship, and the two of them went to the world.

Jealousy and anger rolled together, but when he thought of the tall, handsome, mature, stable and successful Zhou Bingyi facing Zhan Changsong, Fei Fan was as depressed as a pile of mud.

Fei Fan and Zhou Bingyi, I would choose Zhou Bingyi, he thought irritably.

Fei Fan lowered his head and checked the oily spots on his body, feeling sour in his eyes.He remembered that when he was in the restaurant just now, two men carried water together.

He picked up a ball from the red oil pan, and before he could eat it, he heard Fei Yue suddenly ask: "Brother, do you like Boss Zhan?"

Fei Fan shook his hands, the round balls slipped from the chopsticks, and the oily spots fried on his silk shirt.

"Yo, brother, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, did I scare you?" Fei Yue wiped Fei Fan's clothes with a napkin, but the red oil was stubborn, and the more she wiped, the dirtier it became.

"It's okay," Fei Fan reassured her, "I'll just go wash up."

He put down his chopsticks and left the private room as if fleeing.

Do you like Zhan Changsong?Like it?Fei Yue's questions were stuffed in his mind like a mess.

Do you like Zhan Changsong?

How can it be!

Zhan Changsong is a scoundrel, a bad guy, and a miser. Would he like him if he was out of his mind?

He kissed himself without even knowing his own sexual orientation. Who would like this kind of scumbag who flirts on impulse?

Kiss and kiss, he still has to learn the [-] o'clock TV series, and act in the drama where I am impulsive and I am responsible. If he is not sincerely responsible, he just wants to play hooligans again.

He also created something out of nothing, always saying that he seduces him, he is a charming male demon, I am!If I wanted to be able to do that, my husband would have been named Peng long ago.

He also scolded himself as a small fee, saying that he was the most useless person in the world!I'm useless and useless, but I actually like Zhan Changsong, you old dog!

Who do you like?Zhan Changsong?

I grass!

Fei Fan shook his head violently outside the bathroom, ruffling his hair as if venting his anger.

"Teacher Fei is quite different. He is good-looking, interesting, and loving. But we really don't have that kind of relationship. He looks down on me and thinks I'm the only bad person in the world."

"What about you, can you see him?"

"Sometimes I think I'll admit it, but sometimes I worry, who will inherit my wealth..."

Fei Fan slowly leaned against the wall outside the bathroom, and a familiar voice came from behind, pouring into his ears without saying a word.

How ridiculous, he covered his eyes with his hands.

Even though he was reluctant, he had to admit that he really liked Zhan Changsong.And this feeling that I have just faced up to, from birth to shattering in just a moment, is as fast as lightning and wind, which really corresponds to the saying that love is fleeting and disappears in a blink of an eye.

ring ring ring ring ~~

A ringing of the bell pulled Fei Fan out of his memories, he rubbed his temples, and he picked it up without looking at it: "Hello."

"Yo, what's wrong with Mr. Fei? Why is his voice so weak? If you encounter something bothering you, tell me. My buddy will enlighten you."

Fei Fan frowned: "Zhou Sen, are you okay? Don't call if you have nothing to do."

Zhou Sen was used to being choked by Fei Fan, so he was not angry, and continued to smile: "Fei Fan, come out to play, drink some wine and sing, everyone is waiting for you."

"No, I don't have time." Fei Fan was full of troubles, so he didn't have the heart to deal with those second generation ancestors.

"If you don't come, I'm afraid Yueyue will be disappointed." It's a common trick, but it works.

Fei Fan kept silent with a dark face.

Zhou Sen was sure that Fei Fan would come back, he gave his address with a smile and hung up the phone.

With his bird's nest head on his head, Fei Fan felt depressed, afraid that a hundred-yuan bill was on the table, so he got up and went out the door.