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

The man bombarded him wildly, instantly subduing Song Zhizhi.

The more he heard the back, the more vain he became, completely lost the confidence to be angry just now, and even felt a little sorry for Fang Chengyan.

"..."

At the beginning, Song Zhibie didn't want to look at Fang Chengyan anymore, so he just lowered his eyes and looked at the black and white dashboard on the car.

The car fell silent, and the deadlocked atmosphere tore his heartbeat.After a long time, he said weakly, "I'm sorry."

"I'm a person who thinks about things all the time. The things I do are purely for fun. You know, when I'm in the mood, I can't control myself." Song Zhi said incoherently, he didn't know himself what are you talking about.

He paused and said, "I hope you don't mind."

This sentence is tantamount to adding fuel to the fire.

Fang Chengyan turned his head slightly, and looked at him with an incredible look: "Don't mind?"

"Should I turn a blind eye to everything and continue to be polite to you?"

Song Zhi was at a loss for words.

He was so angry that he didn't dare to show it after being taught by the man.

Tonight, Fang Chengyan seemed to be a different person. Before this, he had never spoken so many words to Song Zhi.And the latter has always been a wave.I'm used to being wanton and reckless, and I don't know what kind of impact my behavior will have on others. Seeing someone put on a hurt look like this, he suddenly becomes scared.

And the worst part is, what Fang Chengyan said... is still correct.

The man's handsome face was so close to him that Song Zhi had to keep leaning back in his chair to put a little distance between him and him.

"You don't care about the past. I will pay attention to it in the future."

He choked out such a sentence.

The veins on the man's forehead were already twitching, and he became even more angry...

Fang Chengyan was extremely helpless and pursed his lips tightly.Putting Song Zhi's face in his big hands, the latter couldn't dodge.

"Courtesy is what you like best with people, isn't it?"

There was a car passing by outside, and the headlights swept across the interior of the car, shaking Song Zhi so much that his eyes were all white and he couldn't see anything clearly.

The man's perfect facial lines emerged from the light and shadow, and after the beam of light swept past, the vision inside the car became dim.

All the light was concentrated in Fang Chengyan's eyes again.

Song Zhi was completely ignorant, how dare he speak in this situation?

The silence and solemnity in the air made people breathless, Song Zhi just wanted to run away at this moment.

The man maintained this posture, his palms were warm and pressed against his cheeks...

After a long time, Fang Chengyan reached behind his waist and fastened the seat belt with a "click".

Then he sat upright and drove towards home.

The street lamps gave off a yellow halo, setting off a quiet and peaceful night, but the atmosphere inside the car was extremely embarrassing.

Song Zhi silently peeked at the other person's side face, and saw that Fang Chengyan was concentrating on looking at the road ahead. Although he didn't say anything, he seemed to be able to hear...a faint sigh in the air.

Along the way, neither of them spoke again.

Song Zhi also gave up his plan to get out of the car, and was taken home obediently by the man.

Finally arrived at Fang's house, he got out of the car as if fleeing.

Across the gravel road, the old man was watering the flowers in the courtyard. Fang Changyun was humming an opera. When he saw Song Zhi get off the car from afar, he smiled very kindly at him.

"I'm home?"

"Well, this is... what..." Song Zhi walked into the yard, he looked at the kettle in the old man's hand, and then at the potted plants: "This is, those Clivias in the restaurant?"

"Yes." The old man stood by the wooden flower stand, and he had been arranging these flowers all afternoon. "It's time, it's time to open."

Song Zhi cooperated with him to admire the flowers.

The orange flowers bloom at the top of the center of the leaves. The leaves are shaped like swords, and the branches are concentric. The whole plant is very tall and straight.The leaves are dark green and the flowers are orange-yellow. The two lustrous colors complement each other and are very beautiful.

Song Zhilian praised him several times.

After Fang Chengyan parked the car, he walked into the yard, and happened to hear the other party say: "My sister-in-law will be back the day after tomorrow."

"I'll pick her up at the station, and I won't come to your house tomorrow."

"Come back the day after tomorrow?" The old man suddenly looked sideways at Fang Chengyan at the gate, as if surprised: "It's been a week?"

"It's so fast, I feel like you've only been here for a few days, please stay a few more days, Cheng Yan and I are happy to see you."

The old man raised his chin towards the man at the door: "Is that so, Cheng Yan?"

Song Zhi didn't dare to look over there.

"...um," the man said.

"It's been a few days." Song Zhi pretended to be okay, and said to the old man with a smile: "Thank you for entertaining me these few days, I lost two catties on my scale."

"I'll come here often in the future, do you hear me?" The old man held him back and walked in: "Let's eat sauce bone noodles tonight."

Fang Chengyan followed, looking at Song Zhi's back, wondering what he was thinking.

At the dinner table, the old man talked about his experience of growing flowers for the deputy company commander when he was young. "The meaning of Clivia is unity. Look at its shape, isn't it special?"

Song Zhi nodded while chewing on the bone.

"Spraying branches with one heart shows that everyone's hearts are working together!"

While talking, he digressed to his deputy company commander.Said that it was an old comrade-in-arms who had fought with him in Beijing for half his life, and left last year. The key point was that he left behind a granddaughter who was engaged to Fang Chengyan.

Fang Chengyan, who was eating at the side, frowned slightly. He looked up at the old man, as if he didn't want him to continue talking.

He glanced in Song Zhi's direction again——

It happened to collide with the cast of eyes.

Hastily staggered away.

The meal was eaten slowly.

Fang Changyun usually eats alone, and no one takes his words.But when people are old, they always like to recall the glorious years, but they suffer from no one to share with them. When they caught Song Zhi this week, they talked about it in one breath.

Fang Chengyan rolled up his shirt sleeves to wash the dishes in the kitchen, and when he went to the bathroom to wash his hands, he happened to run into someone coming out of it.

The latter staggered and made an avoidance posture, which was exactly the same as last time——

In the narrow passage in front of the bathroom door, Fang Chengyan stared closely at Song Zhi, who passed in front of him expressionlessly, with his mouth pouted, without saying a word, and pretending not to look at people, just like an angry primary school student.

A big hand suddenly grabbed Song Zhi's wrist, pulling him to his side.

"What is this?" the man asked in a deep voice.

"Are you going to hide from me like this in the future?"

Song Zhi let out a cold, disdainful snort from his nose very loudly, and walked out without intending to stay with Fang Chengyan at the door.

"Tell me."

Fang Chengyan firmly grasped Song Zhi's wrist, not letting anyone leave.

"Who is hiding from you?" Song Zhi looked disgusted, "Don't put gold on your face."

Fang Chengyan felt helpless.

What kind of temper is this?On weekdays, he is cheerful, unrestrained, seductive and unaware, and when he has made people confused, he digs a hole himself, drills in, and refuses to come out again.

Garlic, garlic, like garlic.

Fang Chengyan has seen all kinds of people in the business field, but he is helpless and has nothing to do with this kind of people.

A look of sadness flashed in the man's eyes.

"It's the last night, get some rest."

He finally let go.

Song Zhi turned around and left, went downstairs absent-mindedly, thinking to himself, when he was in the car, the young master had never been so vain in his life, as expected, he will still be strong in the future!

Don't feel sorry for him, it's the last word to confront Fang Chengyan!

But in the middle of the night, he couldn't fall asleep anyway.

Song Zhi opened his eyes first, recalling the man's fierce discussion about "is 0 or 1".

It was already the dead of night, and he couldn't help but blush alone.

He rummaged through his phone in boredom, but couldn't fall asleep.

At two o'clock in the morning, Song Zhi got up to pour water for himself in the small lounge in the middle of the second floor, but when he passed by Fang Chengyan's house, he found that there was a dark light inside.

The corner of his mouth slanted.

Hmph, damn it, I slept so soundly, I didn't care what other people thought at night because of his two words during the day.

He walked over and kicked Fang Chengyan's door in the air.

Just as he was about to leave with his slippers on, the door behind him opened.

Fang Chengyan stood there, apparently not asleep.

The man was still wearing only a pair of pajama pants, and asked him, "Why didn't you knock on the door after standing there for so long?"

Song Zhi: "Don't knock, I have no intention of talking to you, young master."

Fang Chengyan showed a puzzled expression: "Then what are you doing in front of my door?"

"..." Song Zhi curled his lips, thinking, let me come and see you bully, after beating others like that, your conscience is still stable, can you sleep at night?

"It's nothing, I'm going out for a walk."

"Um……"

The atmosphere is awkward.

Song Zhi was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly raised his head and said to him, "I have an explanation for what you said today."

"Why are you the only one who kills me? What you did is not right."

The quarrel in the car just now didn't win. When resuming the game before going to bed, Song Zhicai regretted why he didn't refute it.

Fang Chengyan asked: "What's wrong with me?"

"You don't say anything yourself, Liu Chacha...that time..." Song Zhi has always been concerned about this point, and in this matter, he reasoned, so he stared at the other party fiercely: "What happened to us before?" I don’t remember anything about it, so I didn’t take it seriously, and I didn’t think about it. I thought you were just like me, happy and happy to play together, but you were hiding it in your heart That matter, take it seriously.”

"When I asked you at the time, you only gave me a response by moaning and moaning. You didn't groan, and you just left it there to tease the cat. I was the only one who kept secret throughout the whole process."

"Now come and blame me."

"Touch your conscience yourself, do you have to blame this matter?"

it is good.

Not bad.

Makes sense.

Fang Chengyan stared at him without saying a word. In the dim light, the deep eyes under the sword eyebrows suddenly showed a hint of danger.

Seeing such emotions hidden in the man's eyes, Song Zhi was a little scared, but still pointed at Chengyan's nose above: "You don't always tease you."

Fang Chengyan pursed his thin lips, took his hand down, and held it in his palm: "Tell me."

"You really want to know."

"What happened that day?"

"Of course." Song Zhi quickly answered, thinking, is there even a need to ask?I am a person with amnesia, I was so ambiguous with you before, how can I get along with you if you tell me.

Fang Chengyan nodded, and made a quick movement. He took two steps in Song Zhi's direction.

"What are you doing?"

The man put a big hand on Song Zhi's shoulders, and pushed him into the bathroom in the hallway.

"Fang Chengyan!"

It was the dead of night, the stone river beach was pitch black, and the world was still.

On the second floor of the detached villa, a bright light suddenly lit up, casting an ambiguous shadow on the stone.

The warm and soft yellow light of the bath shone on the two of them.

Fang Chengyan pressed the struggling little tea master on the sink in the bathroom.

Sensing a sense of crisis, Song Zhi stared back and said, "What the hell are you trying to do?"

The man whispered to him: "I'll tell you what happened that day."

Song Zhina was in a hurry, like a cat with a blown hair, and wanted to get up from the sink: "You bastard, how can the mother explain it to the young master?"

"Yes." The president asked back, "Can't afford it?"

Song Zhi was pushed straight down by him.

so strong...

"It was you who seduced me." Fang Chengyan fell into memory: "touched my hand and took me to the bathroom of your tea house, just like this."

"Go away." Song Zhi wanted to get up.

"No, that's not the case."

He wrapped his arms around Song Zhi's waist, making people look up a little.Then he grabbed Song Zhi's hands with his big hands and placed them on both sides of the sink: "That's how I held them."

The big evil hand slid over the arm that supported his body, and then grabbed his waist.

Song Zhi shivered for a moment as if his whole body was electrified.

Being held down by the man at the waist like this, he suddenly felt like he was being grabbed by the skin on the back of his neck, limp and unable to move.

"Fang Chengyan, don't talk nonsense..." Song Zhi stared at his hands in a daze, and couldn't help but look at the posture of the two in the mirror: "How could I be."

He still wanted to struggle, but his waist was tightly bound and he couldn't move, so he scolded anxiously: "You see, I am an honest person with amnesia, so just mess around with me, right? I believe you are an old man!" Son, let me go!"

Unrelenting, the man reached out from behind and pushed up his chin, telling Song Zhi to look at himself in the mirror: "No, I remember that scene very clearly."

"I've never seen you so good."

He said in a hoarse voice, "So I have recalled that scene many times."

The men were very close to each other, and their upper body was not wearing home clothes. When they put their chins on Song Zhi's shoulders, the touch of their abdominal muscles came from their backs. The distance was so close that Song Zhi could smell the aroma of his shampoo.

"Have you had enough trouble, hurry up, your hands are numb."

Fang Chengyan let him go.

Turning Song Zhi to the front, he found that the little Erbaiwu was flushed.

"Have I explained it?"

"I know, I know." Song Zhi didn't dare to look at him: "I'm so fucked up, you're not bad either."

"Speak carefully in the future, don't demonstrate blindly."

Song Zhifu also came out of the bathroom, followed by Fang Chengyan.

"You don't have anything to say? Secret guy?"

Song Zhi was so ashamed that he wanted to die, he groaned, "This is all from the past..."

"You mean, you don't want to be responsible to me?" Fang Chengyan's tone was a little sad.

Song Zhi blushed so much that he almost jumped out of the wall: "I'll talk about it later."

He didn't dare to look at Fang Chengyan's bright eyes, but the man's broad shoulders covered him, preventing him from leaving.

"What happened in the past, we will talk about it later."

"what about now?"

"Aren't you going to say something to me? Call again?"

"Fang Chengyan, this is my last night at your house, you're almost done."

"Keep some good memories, don't let me beat you up." Song Zhi showed his fist.

Fang Chengyan laughed and stopped blocking his way.

Thinking that this was Song Zhi's last night here, the man was still a little bit reluctant.A week ago, he used the old man to trick people into the house, how could life pass so quickly... Before he did anything, he was leaving...

"How are you doing here these few days?" the man asked.

"...Yeah." Song Zhi nodded, this is the truth.

Fang Chengyan's family treated him very well...

Thinking of this, Song Zhi pointed to the room diagonally opposite, which was Fang Changyun's bedroom.

He said: "After I leave, you come back to eat more often."

"Your grandpa always talks to me, you should spend more time with him, otherwise he won't even have an audience to listen to his bragging."

After finishing speaking, Song Zhi himself was also stunned. For some reason, these words had the meaning of explaining the funeral.

"it is good."

A promise terminated the conversation, and in the quiet night, the two were silent at the same time.

"I see, thank you for accompanying him old man." Fang Chengyan said, "Go back to your room and sleep."

Who would have thought that the old man didn't fall asleep, and shouted loudly in the next room: "What are you two doing! I'm awake!"

When Song Zhi heard this, he hurriedly left with his slippers on.

When he got up early, he yawned and went downstairs, Fang Changyun cared for him for a while. "Did you not sleep well last night?"

"It's okay." Song Zhi replied.

"Why are you still muttering outside at two o'clock in the morning?"

"What are you doing?" the old man asked.

"No reason." Song Zhi explained to him, "The quilt is a bit thick, and I can't sleep because of the heat."

The old man stretched out his hand and called the nanny: "Xiao Zhang, go to his room to change the quilt today."

"No need, I won't be here tonight." Song Zhi quickly waved his hand, "Tomorrow I have to get up early to pick up my sister-in-law at the train station."

"That's right, there is such a thing. Seeing my memory, I will come here often in the future." The old man said.

"sure."

After breakfast, Fang Chengyan sent people to the tea house as usual.

Song Zhi unbuckled his seat belt, opened the door and was about to get out of the car, but Fang Chengyan turned his head sideways and looked at him motionlessly.

The atmosphere seemed to require him to say something, preferably not as if it was a farewell.

The little tea master threw out a sentence: "Let's go here, then see you later."

Man: "Yeah."

After finishing speaking, I got out of the car, and my right leg just touched the ground.

But the left hand was suddenly pulled on.

Song Zhi stared at the big hand that stretched out, and looked up at Fang Chengyan's face curiously, as if he didn't expect the other party to have such an abnormal behavior.

He raised his eyebrows: "Go to the side!"

"You're flirting, you!"

Fang Chengyan was scolded, not only did not get angry, but smiled faintly.He withdrew his hand, and didn't feel inappropriate in the slightest.

Song Zhi just found it hard to believe, and turned his eyes back and forth on the man. After all, the two of them seemed embarrassed no matter what they said yesterday.As a result, early this morning, the high-cold male god actually learned to salivate.

Is this the Fang Chengyan he knew?

Song Zhi was stunned for a moment, but he didn't hold back his smile for a moment, and cursed at the man with a smile.

"You are so boring!"

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