The Beijing-flavored tea master and the rich and powerful boss are HE

"..."

The hand stopped in mid-air awkwardly, and then fell back silently.

He watched Song Zhi throw himself into the man's arms almost in a daze. At this moment, Tian Jiamu felt that the hemp rope soaked in water was very heavy.

Fang Chengyan didn't do anything to make him angry again, even though the man's expression was very serious and terrifying when he turned around just now, he still let Song Zhi lean on and hug him tightly.

Maintaining such a posture of accepting the hug, the man raised his eyes and looked at Tian Jiamu coldly.

In Song Zhi's heart, the status level, which is higher and which is lower, and how much difference is clear at a glance.

……

Song Zhi was taken back to the hotel.

Fang Chengyan sent him to the door of the bathroom.

The glass of the hotel's shower room is translucent. From the outside, you can see the figure of the person inside. Although you can't see the whole picture, at least there are five or six points.The most embarrassing thing was yet to come. After taking a shower, Song Zhicai had a real problem.

His clothes are just like that, he took them off just now, and piled them up at the door of the shower room, there is nothing to change, only complete.Go out naked.

The door was opened softly, and the steam in the shower immediately dispersed from behind.

He saw Fang Chengyan put his suit jacket on the railing of the balcony, and his clothes were all soaked, standing under the sun to drive out the cold.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the man turned his head absently.

He obviously didn't expect Song Zhi to come out like this, his expression froze.

The two looked at each other for a second.

Song Zhi hurried to the house.

Fang Chengyan withdrew his gaze, raised his hand to unbutton his shirt, and walked into the bathroom.

When Song Zhi arrived in the back room, he was still hesitating whether to lie down naked like this. The sound of water outside the door was already splashing, and after only 5 minutes, it seemed to stop.

Song Zhi quickly got into the bed, and while waiting for Fang Chengyan to come out, he stayed on the bed in a daze, until the sound of the door opening again, his drooping eyelashes lifted up, and a little nervousness rose in his heart.

Fang Chengyan came in wearing home trousers, and saw Song Zhi showing his head under the quilt, with the tip of the hair coiled on the corner of the quilt.

Both the man and the cat opened their eyes to look at him.

Turning around and closing the door, lifted a corner of the quilt, and lay down beside her.

"..."

All of the above, Song Zhi thought about it when he heard Fang Chengyan talk about living in a room in the car, the only strange thing is——

It was only 06:30 in the afternoon, and it was still dark, and the two of them were about to fall asleep.

Just because of Song Zhi's words, "Let's go back to sleep", Fang Chengyan put down the day's work to accompany him to rest. Isn't this schedule a bit premature for President Fang?

Before Fang Chengyan could close his eyes, he realized that two moist eyes were staring at him.

Maybe it was because of the training just now, Song Zhi looked a little pitiful.

"what happened?"

Song Zhi: "It's nothing..."

I feel a little cold, and my nose is stuffy.

What happened today was too scary. Fang Chengyan knew he couldn't talk about him. Just as he closed his eyes and was about to sleep with him, he heard Song Zhi sneezing wildly beside him. People who sneezed couldn't stop leaning forward. After a few sneezes, the quilt on their bodies was all gone, revealing a trace.No.Hanging upper body.

A powerful arm came around from behind, pulled the quilt that deviated, and tucked it around his neck.

Afterwards, the warm chest came from behind again, and the arm that was pulling the quilt just now naturally rested on his waist.

Song Zhi's body froze, he felt his bare hips and legs rub against the material of the man's home pants, and he didn't dare to move.

A few seconds later, he gently stretched out his hand, across the quilt, and shook the hand on the waistline as a response to the other party.

The quilt was tucked under his chin, and surrounded him without leaving any gaps. Fang Chengyan tucked him so warmly.Song Zhi's eyelids gradually became heavy, and he finally fell asleep until he woke up at three o'clock in the morning.

At some point, Mao Jian'er crawled into the gap between the pillows between the two of them, and fell asleep there.

Song Zhi turned his head and found that the man behind him was still awake.

Both of them slept very well, and they didn't move around all night.But Song Zhi's left half of his body felt a little numb, so he slightly turned around and faced Fang Chengyan face to face.

Moonlight shone through the window, and the man was sleeping with his eyes closed, his eyelashes appearing very long.

Song Zhi had been close to him many times before, but never had he observed the other person's appearance so carefully and intently.Fang Chengyan has a high nose bridge and a very beautiful lip shape, which is just right. The peak of his lips is like a human personality, with gentle ups and downs. When he smiles, his eyes will always be unconsciously attracted by the curvature of the corners of his lips.

Quite the president, Song Zhi thought to himself.

Afterwards, he saw the edge of a little scar on the side of the quilt covering the man's chest, pulled it down slightly to look at it, and touched the skin there with his index finger as if nothing, the touch was sad.

Looking up again, the other party has opened his eyes and cast a scrutinizing gaze at him.

"..."

"doing what?"

Song Zhi didn't take his hand away, and asked him, "Does it hurt?"

Fang Chengyan was silent for a few seconds, and said, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

President Fang doesn't have the habit of staying in bed, as long as he wakes up, he will get up.The moment he got up, the quilt slid down to his abdomen, just like what Song Zhi saw when he broke into his room for the first time, but this time, it became a close viewing.

The tall man in gray house trousers turned his back to him and began to pick out the shirts he had brought in the closet.

Fang Chengyan: "What do you want for breakfast?"

"Wait for room service, aren't you sleeping?"

Fang Chengyan has raised his head slightly, and is buttoning his collar: "I'm not sleepy anymore."

After he went out from the back room, Song Zhi had no choice but to lie back on his own, fell asleep half asleep, and didn't get up until six o'clock in the morning.His clothes from yesterday were still not dry, so he only put on his half-dry shorts and didn't even wear underwear inside.

After Fang Chengyan handed over the wet clothes of the two to the guest room who brought breakfast, he glanced at Song Zhi and said, "You can wear mine first."

"I'm not going out." Song Zhiwan refused, "Just dress like this. When you come back, the clothes will be dry."

Song Zhi was going to ask his sister-in-law what to eat, but when he opened the door, Secretary Han was standing outside the door. Seeing that Song Zhi was disheveled, with only a pair of baggy shorts on his body, he looked into the room in confusion. It's still polite: "Is Mr. Fang up yet?"

"get up."

"I have something to look for him."

Song Zhi turned sideways at the door: "Come in and sit and wait..."

When Fang Chengyan saw the secretary coming, he packed a few documents on the table, and when he was about to leave, he asked the secretary to wait for him, and then went back into the room.

"What is he going to do?" Song Zhi asked.

Secretary Han remained silent.

What else can I do?

Take his cigarette case and lighter.

Secretary Han turned to remind Song Zhi: "We estimate that we will go back in a week. If you don't want to go back, please tell Mr. Fang in advance."

He paused, and after sorting out his words, he spoke again: "I hope you can be as tactful as possible, and don't talk too much with Mr. Fang."

He really didn't know how to open his mouth to communicate with this young master, Qingyuan's project was due to be handed over soon, and they would not come again in the future.If they don't go back together this time, there will be no good results for the two of them in this life.

If it wasn't for Song Zhi, why would Mr. Fang make a special trip to bring cigarettes every time he goes out?

He is obviously such a clean-spirited person who can't be defeated by anything, how he got through this year, and how he gradually got into the habit of smoking, he can see everything in his eyes.

Secretary Han also brought up troublesome things and advised Fang Chengyan to find a new love.

He remembered finding an opportunity that day, boldly telling a lot about his friend's lovelorn deeds, but the other party's reaction was quite flat, and he just said frankly that it was useless.

These four words made Secretary Han choke back all the advice he had thought up.

This is the only time that Secretary Han heard Fang Chengyan mention something related to Song Zhi, and he put it forward first... Apart from that, there is nothing else.

Fang Chengyan would never mention Song Zhi, he was beyond ordinary people's stability, and he didn't need persuasion or consolation.

But everyone in the company knows that he is more devoted to work and often appears in the smoking room, all of which prove how raging greed still remains in his heart.

Secretary Han's thoughts were pulled back, but Song Zhi said to him with a smile: "No, I'm going to go back with him too."

"..."

For a moment, the secretary felt that the other party's words sounded like jade knocking on the ice, and even the tense expression on the person just now relaxed:

"Okay, that's easy..."