What should I do if I encounter a butcher plate?

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Before six o'clock, Xing Zhuo rushed back to the hotel with a group of people, and saw Xie Hanlei and Jiang Pan walking out of the elevator together, "...It's okay to learn how to ride a horse, it's better than..."

Xie Hanlei was secretly reminded by Jiang Pan before seeing other people.looked up.

Xing Zhuo was probably too busy, with a bad expression on his face, he nodded slightly to them, and led them into the elevator.

As soon as the people in the elevator left, Xie Hanlei threatened the indifferent Jiang Pan and said, "Why aren't you afraid of offending him? If he gets upset one day, he will kick you out by airborne."

Jiang Pan asked, "Why are you always following me today?"

Xie Hanlei looked at the unconscious Jiangpan again, gritted his teeth and whispered, "What do you think? The restaurant is on the 23rd floor, why are you going to the first floor?"

"If I don't follow you all day, you don't know why you are missing tonight."

Jiang Pan, who hadn't appeared at a dinner party in the past few days, was calm and composed: "Can't you just walk around?"

"Okay, I'll walk with you."

With Xie Hanlei following him, Jiang Pan sat in the dinner hall with a blank expression early on, listening to Xie Hanlei whispering in his ear: "The person next to Xing Zhuo just now seems to be his father's friend yesterday. He is the general representative of a German car in China. This is an area that has nothing to do with Shengxun. Could it be that Shengxun will develop other businesses in the future?

Jiang Pan said, "Maybe it's not a business matter, but a private matter."

This time, Xing Zhuo didn't have anyone around him who would call him dad later, but there were plenty of young men and women around him.

Xie Hanlei raised his eyebrows, and said deeply, "No wonder. However, my dad also likes to worry about these things."

When Xing Zhuo entered the venue, he declined the invitation to speak, took the wine glass handed over, his eyes passed the audience, and stopped at the two people who were sitting together talking and laughing somewhere.

Xie Hanlei was in high spirits, Jiang Pan either disappeared or stayed with Xie Hanlei.He seems to have always liked the ignorant rich second generation.

Xing Zhuo drank the wine and gave Wang Zhiyan a look.

Wang Zhiyan understood, and walked over there.

- 10 minutes ago.

"Take Xie Hanlei to toast later."

"Huh? OK."

Most of the representatives present today had worked with Shengxun before. Xie Hanlei was like a new daughter-in-law returning home. After being called away, she came back halfway, put her wallet in the riverside pocket, and then continued to drink life and death.

A group of old alcoholics who talk about business and go to the market have nothing to do with Jiang Pan's design.Jiang Pan, on the other hand, had a cold face, sitting in his original position, just sipping red wine lightly, talking to people with ease.At the beginning, everyone didn't bother to provoke him, the flower of Gaoling.

Until Xing Zhuoshi walked over, sat in Xie Hanlei's position, with his left arm casually resting on the chair by the river, clinked a glass with him, "Have you recovered from the cold?"

Jiang Pan sullenly said, "Yes."

Someone at the table said: "Then Mr. Jiang's wine tonight is indispensable. Come and respect Mr. Xing."

Xing Zhuo took Jiang Pan's hand out to get the wine from the table and raised his glass, "No need, I respect everyone."

After drinking, he pinched Jiang Pan's palm and then let go, and wiped the corner of his mouth with Jiang Pan's warm fingertips.

Except for Jiang Pan, whose right hand was red, no one noticed that Xing Zhuo was chatting about the behavior of the poet all the time.

As soon as Xing Zhuo left, Jiangpan was included in the toast on the assembly line tonight. After the operator finished the toast, the management team here came to toast, and then the regional president, none of which left him behind.

Rao Jiangpan has always resisted this kind of thing, but other people are at the scene, and who here doesn't have a job, money, and status?

There was a manager of the business department. Jiang Pan remembered that he had gout.The person who toasted the toast also said thoughtfully: "This wine is good, and the joints don't hurt after drinking it." He half-pushed and half-emptied another half glass of white wine on the spot.

How can we not drink when it is Jiangpan's turn?

I can't remember how much I drank later, and the riverside can no longer taste the wine.

Unbuttoning the buttons to let in some air, Jiang Pan sat in a daze for a while.

really tired.

Can't drink anymore.

Taking the cigarettes on the table, Jiang Pan got up and walked out.When someone greeted him, he raised the cigarette case in his hand, "Drink some water."

Walking out from the riverside, someone followed behind him.At first, Jiang Pan thought it was "Xie Hanlei No. 2", but when Jiang Pan got on the elevator, instead of pulling him back, the man followed him into the elevator.Standing behind Jiang Pan, with the strong smell of alcohol mixed with the familiar men's perfume, he squinted his eyes slightly lazily at him, then followed Jiang Pan to stop on the same floor, and followed all the way swaggeringly.

Jiang Pan turned to look at him, he shook the room card in his hand, passed Jiang Pan's gaze, "I live here." "Tick Tock" swiped to the next door of Jiang Pan, "Come in and have a seat."

"No."

Xing Zhuo didn't ask him what he meant, but his dry palm grabbed his wrist, pulling Jiang Pan staggeringly.

Some emotions came up all at once.

Jiang Pan squinted at Xing Zhuo, who was blocking the aisle, and was stared at by him for several days. This was the first time he and Xing Zhuo looked at each other face to face.

Xing Zhuo's browbones are high and sharp, and when he looks at people with deep eyes, there is a kind of viciousness of prey.Suddenly feeling ridiculous, Jiang Pan moistened his throat with saliva, turned around and walked into his room, when the door slammed behind him.

Jiang Pan sat down on the sofa and unscrewed the mineral water on the table.

Xing Zhuo came over, looked down at him in front of him, and asked, "Jiang Pan, I haven't seen you for so long, is it fun to be a stranger to me?"

The cold water dilutes the burning sensation of the alcohol, but Xing Zhuo's gaze is even hotter, making Jiang Pan very uncomfortable. He asked, "Apart from superiors and subordinates, do we have anything to do with each other?"

"It's okay, what are you doing hiding from me?" Xing Zhuo put his hands on both sides of the river, carefully observing the changes on Jiang's face in the past few years.

It's nothing different, delicate and fair, not like a man, his mouth is as red as lipstick, and his eyes are staring straight at people.

Few people knew that Jiang Pan was his wife before, because he didn't want to admit Jiang Pan's identity. First, he felt that Jiang Pan's price had dropped, and second, he was afraid that Jiang Pan would be raised with unreasonable ambitions, which would cause trouble in the future.

Now, Jiang Pan's staring gaze made Xing Zhuo, who originally hated him, really want to bite him to death.

Xing Zhuo continued to lower his head, almost maliciously trying to kiss those wet lips.Immediately pushed away by Jiang Pan, Xing Zhuo didn't let go, and pulled his arm towards him, bumping his up and down chest, "Jiang..."

Jiang Pan turned his head, covered Xing Zhuo's shoulder with his left hand, and took out the vibrating mobile phone with his right hand, his fingertips froze, and immediately hung up the call.

Xing Zhuo's gaze stayed on his face for a short while, and then looked at the wallet that fell from his pocket just now, and three security/complete sets fell out of it.

After being quiet for a while, Xing Zhuo slowly raised his eyelids as the restless tension in the air stirred his nerves, "Will anyone by the river bank take you away tonight?"

Xing Zhuo's confrontational gaze was too intense, Jiang Pan frowned, pushed Xing Zhuo's shoulder away, "Are you sick?"

Without pushing, Jiang Pan raised his head with a prickly expression.

Xing Zhuo got up a little and hugged Jiang Pan!

Without waiting for a response, Xing Zhuo threw him on the bed, and stood beside the bed, skillfully knotting the button with one hand and loosening the belt with the other.

Jiang Pan was so nauseous, he propped up half of his body on his elbows, and said angrily, "What are you doing?"

"Do what you want." Xing Zhuo's clothes were half off, his heavy body pressed down, and he said vulgarly, "Go to bed and have sex, makeyoucry."

A long-lost anger caused Jiang Pan to wrestle with the people overlapping him.

Xing Zhuo, who was like a beast, put his hands on top of his head, looked down, and saw a corner of the shirt being torn out, revealing the thin and tough waist, "Grass."

"Xing Zhuo, don't fucking bother me." Jiang Pan continued to swear, with a painful and impatient expression on his face, "You undress me?" Jiang Pan suddenly screamed.

Xing Zhuo, who was biting his shoulder, was breathing heavily, panting like a wolf, and there was only one thought in his mind, which was to bite him.

I don't know what kind of mood I was in, the canine teeth sank into the flesh again, and was pushed away, and the tongue still licked the teeth mark.

"It hurts! Xing Zhuo, get out!"

As if he didn't hear anything, Xing Zhuo kissed him hard on the mouth, "Take it off."

Jiang Pan kicked and beat Xing Zhuo with both hands and feet, and became more and more angry, so angry that he wanted to cry.Xing Zhuo's figure is very well trained, neither too pale nor too strong, every strong muscle on his body can be called by name, Jiang Pan bites with all his strength, and feels like he has bitten a lump of iron.

A deep laughter came from his ear, "Where to bite, bite this." Xing Zhuo was so drunk that he lost his sense of pain and sense of proportion, pinched his mouth sour, and sucked his tongue vigorously, as if he wanted to pull it out and swallow it. .

Saliva slipped from the chin into the neck, the lungs lacked oxygen, the riverside was constantly rubbed into the bed sheets, the ten fingers pinned on the bed struggled continuously, and plunged himself into a deeper predation, and the bell rang somewhere gradually away.

After a chaotic night, the muscle fibers of Jiang Pan's body seemed to be crumpled and curled up together.It's been a long time since I felt so uncomfortable, my eyelashes moved slightly, I couldn't open my eyes, I just felt heavy on my legs.

Jiang Yi, or Jiang Ya?In the morning, he ran back to his bed and fell asleep.

Like a warm current, it relieved the soreness and discomfort after a high fever all over his body. The corner of Jiang Pan's lips smiled slightly, stretched out his calf to hook it, but encountered a completely different touch from the fleshy under the quilt.

When I opened my eyes, the person I never dreamed of seeing was naked beside the pillow, staring at him with traces of passion all over my body, and asked, "Panpan, did you have a good dream?"

Jiang Pan pressed the corner of his eyes suddenly, his face was full of gnashing of resentment.

After being quiet for a while, Jiang Pan calmed down when he opened his eyes again, and kicked Xing Zhuo's legs away.

Xing Zhuo calmly took a cigarette from the bed and reminded: "It's been washed. Also, you probably don't want to go to the bathroom anymore."

Jiang Pan froze, reaching out to pick up the scattered clothes.

With an unlit cigarette in his mouth, Xing Zhuo looked at Jiang Pan's red legs when he bent over with a half-smile.

When Jiang Pan covered himself tightly, the smile in Xing Zhuo's eyes was almost ready to laugh out loud, and asked, "Is there anything you want to say?"

Jiang Pan put on his tie, his voice was hoarse and indifferent, "Is there a medical report?"

The expression on Xing Zhuo's face was quickly erased, and the movement of sending cigarettes to his mouth froze, "What?"

Jiang Pan glanced at the ground, and when he spoke, he was a little dissatisfied and had no choice but to admit that he was unlucky, "Forget it, it's too late."

The more Jiang Pan didn't take him seriously and only regarded him as a 419 target, the more Xing Zhuo wanted to laugh.

With a cigarette in his hand, Xing Zhuo chuckled loudly.

Jiang Pan patted the coat he picked up on the ground, glanced sideways at Xing Zhuo, and said nothing.

Xing Zhuo lit the cigarette with the flame, and his Adam's apple rolled when he exhaled the smoke, "Jiangpan, every time you have sex, your walking posture will be different.

Jiang Pan: "No one told me that."

The cigarette in his hand was broken, and Xing Zhuo's gaze almost burned him when he looked at the river bank.

Without looking back, Jiang Pan went out and slammed the door.

Outside the door, the riverside was supporting the wall to cover his cramping stomach, and his legs were trembling in his trousers. If he took another step, his knees would kneel on the ground.

Fuck, I haven't seen him for so many years, Xing Zhuo is still that idiot.