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

Fang Chengyan tossed Song Zhi from evening to early morning.

He was allowed to rest for a while, and after a short rest, he made a comeback.

The towel used to wipe the body before going to bed was wrung out and placed on the shelf, but Song Zhi washed it and wiped it. There was no dry cloth to wipe the body at home, and finally the towel was so wet that it could be wrung out. out of water.

Seeing that the sky was getting dark, the big rooster on the roof of Uncle Zheng wanted to stretch its neck and shouted at the sky.

"Hehehe—" His voice was broken, and it sounded like he was about to die.

Song Zhi was about to die.

Fang Chengyan acted like a child who had never eaten candy, surrounded by a honey pot all night, trying various things, trying to find out how sweet it was.

Finally feel satisfied.

Fang Chengyan looked out the window, and the water on the surface had almost receded, and the water was about ankle high.

The sound of talking came from the street, it was the people of Qingyuan Town who got up early in the morning, in twos and threes, and couldn't wait to walk home from the direction of the evacuation point.

Seeing this, Fang Chengyan took the car keys and went out.

Song Zhi was still asleep when he came back, he was exhausted, his sleeping face was peaceful, and he showed no sign of waking up.

Uncle Zheng's daughter carried her belongings, took her father and son with her, and went home busy all morning.At the moment when she was packing her things on the roof, she could clearly see the inside of the second-floor attic of the small tea house, and happened to meet Fang Chengyan who was drinking water.

She smiled awkwardly, and greeted the other party: "The flood is gone, why don't you see the little tea master coming out?"

Fang Chengyan replied softly: "He hasn't woken up yet."

"Haven't woken up yet?" The woman was surprised, "Usually he would have returned from the tea market at this time."

"By the way, tell him when you wake up, the stalls in the tea market are all set up, and the bosses are waiting for him to go around."

Fang Chengyan responded: "Okay, I'll tell him later."

The woman stopped talking and carried the heavy rabbit cage, carefully going down the ladder section by section.

Song Zhi didn't get up until noon.

When I opened my eyes, I found a box next to the pillow.

Inside the box was a new phone.

His original old mobile phone was placed on the box, and a card pin for inserting a SIM card was placed on the top of the screen.

Song Zhi was slightly surprised, stretched his arms, opened the box, and replaced the card.

The sound of cooking came from the kitchen, Song Zhi struggled to sit up, yawned, and chose to stay on the bed.

Seeing that the chickens and rabbits on the opposite roof were gone, Yide was lying there alone, naked.Lie naked on the window sill, making a teasing sound of "chirp".

The dog's ears were obviously pricked up.

He turned over on his side, landed on all fours, and glanced at Song Zhi.

Then embarrassingly made a face, turned his head away, and pretended to look into the distance.

"Wide."

"Hey!"

Song Zhi barked twice, and even pinched a piece of cat food and flicked it on the buttocks, but the dog just hid and didn't plan to pay attention to anyone.

"……what happened?"

Song Zhi felt bored, got out of bed and went to the kitchen.

Fang Chengyan was cooking. Seeing him coming, he asked, "How do you feel?"

Song Zhi hugged the man from behind and didn't speak.After waiting for a long time, he turned his head to look at the pot: "What did you fry?"

"There are only potatoes left in the supermarket." Fang Chengyan picked up a piece for him: "Try it."

Song Zhi leaned over to grab the potato chips and tasted them in his mouth.

"Did you see the phone?"

Song Zhi: "Yes."

"Change the card." Fang Chengyan held the handle of the pot with one hand and copied the things into the plate: "I may have to go out today, so I won't be able to contact you."

Song Zhi hugged him around his waist and did not let go, nor did he respond: "..."

"The water has receded outside."

"The tea market is said to be operating normally."

"If you want to go out, you can go there."

"..."

Song Zhi's side face was always attached to the man's back, Fang Chengyan finally put down the spatula, turned around and leaned against the stove, and hugged him back.

"What are you doing out there?"

"There is something that needs to be reported by the sales office. After the report, the project will be over."

Song Zhi understood, the day they went back was not far away.

Fang Chengyan picked up the plate with one hand, lifted Song Zhi's waist with the other, and walked out of the kitchen.

The entire first floor was submerged for a long time, and even the wooden stairs showed signs of being soaked.

Fang Chengyan went out in the morning and knew where to step on and where not to.He walked in front and asked Song Zhi to follow him down step by step.

When he came to the dining table on the first floor, Song Zhi looked around the teahouse, seeing the mess everywhere.

After Fang Chengyan cleaned the tables and chairs, Song Zhi sat down, took the bowls and chopsticks handed by the man unceremoniously and started.

Not long after the meal, Fang Chengyan took a nap with him again. At four o'clock in the afternoon, Song Zhi fell asleep unconsciously, and heard Fang Chengyan get up to answer the phone.

Immediately afterwards, he was kissed in a half-dream and half-awake state.

Fang Chengyan said softly that he was going out and told him to wait for him to come back.

Song Zhi let out an "um" from his throat, and fell back to sleep.

After fully waking up, it was almost dark, he stretched himself on the bed, and found that his limbs were going to be limp from sleep.

He opened his eyes in a daze for a while, his vision was dim, and Fang Chengyan hadn't come back yet.

Song Zhi took out his new phone from under the pillow, downloaded the game, and played until it was completely dark. Then he ran to Uncle Zheng's house and chatted with the old man for ten sentences an hour.

The little tea master claimed that he was going back to Beijing.

The uncle faced the TV: "..."

Okay, the dog ignores him, and the uncle can't answer him either.Seeing that the old man's daughter was cooking dinner, Song Zhi saw that he couldn't talk anymore, so he walked to the door and stepped over the threshold.

The uncle suddenly said: "Little bastard, be happy..."

Song Zhi looked back at him for the last time:

"You are old too."

Song Zhi went out and passed the long corridor, and poked open the man's plain boiled water head:

[When are you coming back? 】

[What do you want to eat tonight?I do it ahead of time. 】

The reply over there: [Another hour. 】

Fang Chengyan immediately sent a photo of his conference room, where several people were reporting work seriously.

Song Zhi had no choice but to wait, cleaned up the disaster scene on the first floor, and went up to the second floor to cook.

The pot was boiled with water, and before the man came home, the sister-in-law came to find him first.

"Song Zhi, are you there?"

The latter heard the voice from the first floor, put down the phone, and shouted, "Sister-in-law, I'm upstairs!"

Chen Zhengrong carried Mao Jian'er up the stairs, saw Song Zhi coming out of the kitchen to greet him, and said, "I have to go back to Beijing first."

"what?"

"Let's go back together, I told Fang Chengyan."

"Their project will end soon." Song Zhi held up his phone to her, "Look, he's finishing up today."

Chen Zhengrong calmed down, as if she had made a lot of determination before she spoke:

"I have something to do when I go back, I have to...meet someone's house..."

"If it happens, maybe, maybe..." She couldn't say that word.

"You said."

"Just married..."

As expected, Song Zhi half opened his mouth in surprise.

"...Grandpa Fang Chengyan introduced several to me, let me meet every day in this year, and also got in touch with..."

Song Zhi quickly called her into the room, sat down by the bed, and asked, "How is that man?"

"The people are very nice, and everything is very good."

The one introduced by Fang Changyun is a businessman's family, and the conditions are not to be chosen.

"That's fine."

Song Zhi looked at her, suddenly didn't know what to say.

"Alas."

Chen Zhengrong sneered, and was also embarrassed: "Speaking of remarriage, it's really... a lot of age..."

Song Zhi hurriedly answered, "Where is the age?"

"My sister-in-law is only in her early thirties, and she is also Xi Shi, a tea farm girl. Remarriage is for the benefit of bachelors, and it will kill them cheaply."

Chen Zhengrong smiled: "Stop talking sweet words to me, I'm not a little girl, I won't follow your tricks."

Song Zhi changed his face, and Chen Zhengrong heard the other party say to her with a serious face that he had never had before: "I'll talk to my mother, you don't have to worry about it."

"Of course our family can't trap you."

"You don't need to feel embarrassed, as long as you are optimistic about the person, and the other person treats you well, I agree with it [-] times."

Chen Zhengrong was a little moved. She and Song Zhi's mother used to quarrel occasionally over trivial matters, and her brother-in-law always stood by her to persuade Liu Ruhui.

"You..." She was speechless.

Song Zhi took over the words: "It will pass in the future, and you will still be my family."

"It's our family's mess. We've always been sorry for you. Why are you embarrassing? I haven't kowtowed to you to apologize. Without you accompanying me here for a year, I'm sure I wouldn't be able to survive. .”

"Don't feel guilty, it shouldn't be you who should feel uncomfortable, why is it the other way around now?"

Chen Zhengrong didn't intend to be sensational with him, but in the end the tears made him cry.

The two talked heart-to-heart for a long time beside the bed.

Then Fang Chengyan came back and went straight into the room.

Song Zhi saw the sister-in-law's tearful eyes looking down at the bed, and a trace of doubt and confusion suddenly flashed across her face: "Xiao Fang is back? Where are you letting him live? This bed is so narrow, then you..."

Song Zhi shook his head again and again: "No, no, we didn't sleep together."

He glanced at Fang Chengyan, who was also looking at him.

"Did you take out the mattress in the next room to dry?" Without waiting for Song Zhi's answer, she got up and went to the next room to have a look. Ready to squeeze together?"

This is simply soul torture.

Song Zhi felt uncomfortable, and said, "No."

"He comes and goes around after he's busy, so he doesn't live here."

"He has a new office, did you see the photos I showed you just now, the place is bright and spacious..."

He added with a dry smile: "This bed is so crowded, we two big men have to squeeze one out..."

Song Zhi said a lot of nonsense, the more he explained, the harder it was to conceal his suspicion of lying.

Chen Zhengrong knew in her heart that women are always sensitive, and she has been aware of it since the day Song Zhi was poisoned.

She looked at Fang Chengyan, turned her face and told Song Zhi: "You have been listening to others these days, have you heard that?"

Fang Chengyan is here, she can be as relieved as she wants: "It's getting late, don't go to bed so late."

"I'm leaving."

Song Zhi followed two steps.

"No need to send."

"Look at your pot, lest the water run out."

Seeing that his sister-in-law is leaving.

Song Zhi and Fang Chengyan exchanged glances, even winking: you go too.

He kept winking at Fang Chengyan and at the door.

Fang Chengyan understood.

"Well, I happen to be leaving too." The man said, "I'll drive you along the way."

"No need," Chen Zhengrong said, "my car to the downtown station is parked at the door."

She said to Song Zhi: "Stay well, don't keep making trouble for others."

Song Zhixin was jumping, and his eyes were fierce. Fang Chengyan caught the eyes and told his sister-in-law that it was all right, and he was going back to the office.

Then the two left.

The attic fell silent.

Song Zhi stood in the room for a while, talking to his sister-in-law Fang Chengyan just now, when suddenly he left and was free, the surrounding was so quiet that he was not used to it.

This small attic once trapped him for eight days. For some reason, Song Zhidun felt that there was no popularity here. Fang Chengyan didn't feel it when he was by his side, but now that he left, the feeling surged up...

Does Fang Chengyan really have to sleep in the office?He has been waiting for the man all night, and he just drove him away abruptly. Do you want to send him a message and tell him to come back?

Mao Jian'er had already made a place on the ground and lay down, Song Zhi looked at it, feeling empty in his heart.

Turn around again.

I saw a figure emerging from the hazy night outside. In the clear moonlight, his slender arms raised the window glass, followed by a gentle and sultry evening breeze. on the ground—

Without saying a word, he stretched out his arms to wrap around Song Zhi's neck, tilted his head and kissed his lips.

Song Zhi was frightened for only two seconds, then stretched his body obediently, opened his lips, and pressed the tip of his tongue to death.

Flying fingers, he unbuttoned the opponent's shirt.It will be cooked but not cooked, and it will be taken off but not taken off.

The moonlight is dizzy, lingering, and continues to run amok.

The author has something to say:

In order to avoid the route of sister-in-law.

I came up with the ladder that the uncle next door didn't take away.