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

What he said sounded like he was changing the subject, and there was a bit of slutty energy in it.

The atmosphere in the tea house became subtly awkward.

However, the silence was immediately broken by the next hasty ringtone of the phone.

Song Zhi thought that the manufacturer he contacted just now was coming soon, so he hurriedly got up to pick it up.As a result, the second after the connection was made, there was an extremely fast cursing sound from the receiver, mixed with a loudly crying female voice in the background. The two voices intermingled, making people's heartstrings tense for a moment.

"Song Zhi! Explain to me clearly!"

"How dare that man come to the house to look for you! How did you promise me, back then! How did you promise me!" Father Song was furious, and shouted hoarsely into the receiver.

When he said the last sentence, his voice seemed to be squeezed out from clenching his teeth, and every word was very hard.

"You like men!"

"You are sick!"

This sentence caused the look on Song Zhi's face to dim instantly, he quickly cut off the phone, and stood there stupidly, not knowing how to digest this sudden and venomous scolding.

——Song Zhi has been with someone for five years.

When the two were young, they were ignorant and inexperienced. They met naively and went abroad to get married.But the two families have had a long-standing grievance, and Song's father does not accept his son being with a man, let alone the son of the enemy's family...

But Song Zhi was not afraid of anything at that time, he had always been a pampered and domineering young master of the capital, he thought that as long as two people had a firm mind, everything would be fine, and he didn't care what his father said.

As a result, at that juncture, he discovered that Zhang Lingze's idiot had started cheating early in the morning.

He didn't like men at first, and Zhang Lingze was his high school classmate. The 19-year-old Zhang Lingze surrounds him all day long, caring and considerate, but five years later, he is able to swear to Song Zhi, and at the same time, while Song Zhi is resting, he turns around and tells others sour words.

Song Zhi was shocked by the other party's hypocrisy, and was furious for a while.Feeling sad and disgusted, I once found a remote house in the outskirts and shut the door.

On the way to find him, his brother was accidentally involved in a car accident and died.

The youngest son, who was usually doted on, has now become the most sinful member of the Song family.

His father spoke harsh words to him, and his mother cried all day long.The sister-in-law is a very good woman. Although she cried like a tearful person, she still claimed over and over again that it was not his fault to her brother-in-law who blamed herself for dying.

During the two months after his brother's death, Song Zhi had to keep his eyes open until dawn every night.He couldn't fall asleep in the torment of his conscience, so he decided to come to the south alone.

The sister-in-law saw him with sunken eye sockets, pale face, and so thin that she was afraid that something would happen to her uncle, so she insisted on following him.It takes one and a half years to take care of her.

Song Zhi looked out the window, staring blankly at the damp rain curtain unique to the south and the dark green hills in the distance.

A few minutes later, his eyelashes trembled suddenly, as if he had completely given up on life, he said to the man by the window:

"I'm interested in you too."

He stretched out his hand and put it on the big hand of the man touching the cat.

There is still a faint tea fragrance on the fingers.

But Song Zhi just covered it lightly for a few seconds, and then retracted it.Immediately afterwards, he rolled the large flat tobacco leaves on the side of the tea table into a tube and stuffed it with tea foam.

It was a very long cigarette, and it was rolled up three times under his long, white fingers.He handed one to the man, and kept the other in his mouth.

The man took it.

Song Zhi moved closer to light the fire.

It was dark outside, and when the lighter was turned on, it seemed to light up his eyes.Song Zhi lit the fire and lit his own cigarette.Afterwards, he leaned against the wooden chair as if exhausted, his face was surrounded by rising white smoke, and his whole body was filled with a sense of dejection.

Fang Chengyan stopped touching the cat.

Mao Jian'er touched Fang Chengyan with his paw in dissatisfaction, feeling that he was being left out, he "meowed" in dissatisfaction, jumped off the pear blossom chair, and walked towards the toilet.

Song Zhicai took two puffs. He stared at the extremely slow-burning, choking tea smoke from his fingertips. For some reason, he suddenly felt disgusted.

"So... shall we do something?"

He looked up at the man.

……

There was a screeching sound from the bathroom.

This clerk looks elegant and elegant, but inside he is extremely enthusiastic.Fang Chengyan sighed, "You really can't be judged by appearances," and then followed him in.

Song Zhi put his hand on his shoulder.

Fang Chengyan didn't like being touched by others, he coldly pushed that hand away, and then the little tea master picked up two buttons.

Mao Jianer was still in the litter box in the corner, tilting his head, staring warily at the two misbehaving people with round eyes.Seeing that Song Zhi was turned over in the next second, it raised one of its front paws in surprise, and didn't move, staring blankly for a moment.

The pants on his body were quickly unbuttoned, and he was placed in the most passive posture.

……

……

……

Song Zhi held his head high and his heart was beating fast, but for some reason, he heard the man's heart beating even more violently than his own.

The arrow was on the string, and his hands had just reached his waist.

"Not too... not too good..."

"I'm sorry bro..."

"Stop, stop." The clerk called stop twice in a row.

"Is it the first time?" Fang Chengyan asked coldly behind him.

Song Zhi couldn't see his expression, and blushed up to his neck: "Yes."

After he finished speaking, he forced himself to turn around, put his hands between the two of them, looked at each other like a battle between heaven and man, and finally pushed Fang Chengyan away.

……

"What do you think, Cheng Yan?"

The old man's words interrupted Fang Chengyan's wandering thoughts.

"Ok?"

"Grandpa is asking about your morning tea, how did you drink it?" Seeing the old man's displeasure, the uncle at the side hastily repeated.

"It is very good." He answered truthfully.

The tea is good.

People, when holding the waist from behind, it feels good too.

Fang Chengyan recalled the touch, and glanced in the direction of the inner room.

"Thank you, thank you." The sister-in-law of the Song family, who was frying tea, smiled and lifted the purple sand pot and filled their teacups with water: "From your accent, you are also from Beijing, right?"

"Yes, I served as a soldier in Qingyuan for eight years when I was young, and I have feelings for this place." This is something the old man would tell everyone, and he took a sip of tea with a proud look on his face: "I am old. , I just want to go and see more of the places where I have stayed..."

The woman looked surprised: "You still served as a soldier here?"

Fang Chengyan sat obediently, with a calm face, but he really didn't want to listen any longer.

Regardless of the surprised eyes of the old man and uncle, he walked to the front of the back room under their eyes, opened the curtain, and stood tall at the door, the narrow door was occupied without any gap left.

but.

There was no one there.

—Where did the clerk go?

Fang Chengyan looked around and walked towards the other exit of the tea house.

Stepping out from the gate is the dirt road facing the back of the tea house, a muddy dirt road with no end in sight, leading to the residential area.

Between the tea house and the neighbor's house, there is a long corridor with a small square table on it.

Fang Chengyan originally thought that the clerk was simply shy about what happened in the morning, so he stayed in the back room and refused to come out.Unexpectedly, the man ran out by himself long ago, and he and the old man next door each played a horse, killing all directions on the chess table.

Song Zhi sat there with his back to Fang Chengyan.

He raised his hand and used the cart to eat the uncle's horse, and put all the chess pieces on his right hand side.The uncle, who had been robbed several times in a row, stared at the situation on the chessboard, lost in thought.After a long time, the old man hesitantly picked up a rear chess piece, thought for a while, and let the chess piece jump across the Chu River Han boundary.

The old man's hands were trembling, as if there was some inconvenience in his body, and he had to place the chess for a long time before he placed the chess in his hand at the junction of the cross.

Song Zhi was not in a hurry, and waited patiently before moving on to his invincible "car".

Uncle Zheng's house is next door to Rijian Tea House. Song Zhi heard from his sister-in-law that this uncle had undergone a frontal lobotomy and was a little mentally handicapped. He asked him to be more courteous to his elders when playing chess with others.As a result, in the next second, the uncle made a good move for him and directly ate his car.

"Ah, ah!" Song Zhi's eyes widened: "It's careless, you old man can do it."

The uncle was called a "bad old man", and he was very dissatisfied: "You stinky mouth, why have you grown so big and still...haven't been beaten to death?"

Song Zhi turned to fight back: "Don't talk about me, and you, make that big rock sugar in Tiantian Tea. Don't eat it, you will die early if you get diabetes."

Good fellow, the uncle was so angry that his hands were shaking violently.

"Get out of here, it's because my daughter is filial to me!"

"What's wrong with putting some rock sugar in the tea? You're blaming me for this all day long, and you ask others to judge..." He pointed at the man behind Song Zhi with trembling fingers. "Young man, have you been watching for a long time? Tell me, I just beat him to a game. How could I be so hurt by him?"

Song Zhi turned his head in the direction the uncle pointed.

I saw the driver who came in the morning standing at the back door of his tea house, meeting his eyes.

The little tea master frowned involuntarily, turned his head back, and felt that the horse tie under his buttocks could no longer sit on it.

His thought of playing chess was also interrupted, and his mind was disturbed. When he played chess again, he randomly picked a soldier from the rear, and took a step forward to waste the chess.

The uncle continued to move his pawns calmly.

Song Zhi was determined to make a quick decision, so as not to be pierced by the eyes like nails behind him.

He was about to start attacking, picked up the "phase", and just walked a matt——

"Oh!" Uncle Zheng suddenly let out a strange cry: "Stinky boy, why are you out of shape?"

"If you're like this, I'm going to eat your handsomeness?" The uncle poked his head a little, turned his head to look at Song Zhi, pointed at his handsomeness, and then flashed the pawn in his hand: "Then I'll eat it? "

Song Zhi was taken aback, and looked down.

Hey!

Why the hell is there no one guarding me in front of me?

Taking a closer look, it was clear that he had moved the soldier away just now.

"..."

Fang Chengyan was standing like a statue at the back door of the tea house, motionless, but the moment Song Zhi conceded defeat and stood up, he suddenly moved.

Song Zhi frowned, feeling upset in his heart, turned his head and said to the man: "Brother, are you planning to follow me?"

"Don't bother."

"What should we do, we are all adults, don't pay too much attention, or it will make no one look good."

"I didn't mean that." The man explained in a deep voice.

"What's the matter?" Song Zhi began to laugh frivolously again, "Is it possible that you were caught by me?"

He is idle all day long, and he likes to tinker with some nonsense and use his words to hurt others.

Fang Chengyan was choked by the little clerk and remained silent for a long time.

Song Zhi saw it, and thought he really meant it, so he stopped laughing immediately: "Brother, don't be such a moth, don't go out and tell people that the little tea master from Rijian Tea House sexually harassed you in the morning, I should be the one to do that." Thank goodness."

"..."

The president suddenly felt that he had a bit of a masochistic physique. The more nonchalant and careless the clerk was, the more he wanted to continue getting along with him.

Song Zhi was speechless for a moment, and was about to lift his foot to leave, when the man followed in two steps.

He strode away, and was even more speechless: "What are you doing?"

"It's not fun for people to see you chasing after me."

The opponent took a long leg and actually blocked his way.

The rain stopped temporarily, and the man in suits and leather shoes and Song Zhi in sportswear stood in the same small puddle, and the two cast a reflection on the water.

The man's brows were indifferent, and he raised his eyes and asked him: "Why do you turn your back and deny it?"

"I...you and I haven't done it to the end, how can we admit it or not?" Song Zhi vowed to lie to the end.

In contrast, the man's tone seemed to be understated: "Okay, it doesn't matter if you don't admit it, I just want to come out for a walk."

"You don't have to be so nervous."

The author has something to say:

Take off your pants and don't recognize anyone.