The white cut black boss is pretending to be pitiful again

Liang Huai's kiss was so sudden that Ji Sangyan was so frightened that he even forgot to breathe, and just stared blankly at the person in front of him kissing him passionately.

Sensing his gaze, Liang Huai slowly opened his eyes and looked at him with a dazed expression.

Liang Huai's eyes seemed to be able to speak. They were serious when they were serious, and pitiful when they were crying. But at this time, his eyes seemed to be covered with a veil, and they were full of lust.

Straightforward, naked, undisguised, he wanted to swallow him into his stomach.

Faced with such an undisguised desire, Ji Sangyan heard his heartbeat getting faster and faster, as if something in his body was constantly agitating.

He raised his hand to hook Liang Huai's neck, raised his head to cater to his enthusiasm, and wanted Liang Huai to quickly enter the next stage.

At this moment, Liang Huai suddenly let out a muffled snort.

A gleam of clarity flashed in his blurred eyes, and it took a moment for him to remember that Liang Huai was still injured, and if he stood up, he would definitely reach the wound.

Ji Sangyan quickly pushed him away: "Sorry, I forgot."

Liang Huai looked at him quietly for a while, then hugged him gently, buried his head in the crook of his neck, and said sullenly: "It's none of my brother's business."

Hearing his tone, Ji Sangyan knew he was unhappy again.

"What's wrong?" He coaxed Liang Huai to ask.

"Brother is lying." Liang Huai said aggrievedly: "He obviously said that he was working overtime, but he secretly went to drink with other men. He only dated for a month and that's it. What about his wife?"

Ji Sangyan couldn't laugh or cry: "Didn't you also go drinking with others?"

"I was originally at home. I went to the bureau because my brother didn't come back."

"So it's all my fault?"

"That's not what I mean, I mean..." He let go of Ji Sangyan, looked at him, and then lowered his eyes: "I didn't mean to lie to you today, can you not be angry with me? "

Little thing, waiting for him here.

He hooked Liang Huai's hand, fingertips to fingertips, and then slowly shifted his position, interlocking his fingers little by little: "Then tell me, who did you go drinking with today?"

"A few customers." Liang Huai rubbed his arms against him again: "Wang Yu can't handle it, so let me go and sit for a while."

When this guy acts like a baby, he really looks like a big dog.

But when she is angry, she is like a proud cat, not only refusing to be touched, but also scratching.

Very headache.

Seeing that he looked at him without speaking, Liang Huai rubbed the tip of his nose again: "Brother, you won't be angry with me, right?"

No matter how bad temper is in front of him, he will wear it down.

Ji Sangyan sighed secretly, raised his hand and rubbed his head: "Yes, don't be angry."

Then turn around and go to the living room.

Looking at his back, Liang Huai stroked his hair in a daze, and a faint smile rose from the corner of his mouth.

After a while, he also walked in.

He shouted happily, "Then shall we still come tonight?"

Ji Sangyan: "...not coming."

Due to physical reasons, Liang Huai was forced by Ji Sangyan to abstinence for one night.

Ji Sangyan, who was not tossed about, woke up early the next day.

Usually Liang Huai cooks for him, so today he plans to... go downstairs to buy breakfast for Liang Huai himself.

Just as he brought back his hot breakfast, his cell phone rang.

Afraid of waking Liang Huai who was sleeping in the bedroom, he quickly connected the phone.

"Hello, is this Mr. Ji Sangyan from Unit 1701, Building [-], Century Huating?" A brisk male voice came from over there.

"you are?"

"That's right, I'm our property owner. Since you are the 888th owner of our property, the headquarters decided to give you a Maybach..."

Ji Sangyan hung up the phone without hesitation.

In less than three seconds, the call came in again: "Mr. Ji, I'm not a liar, listen to me..."

Ji Sangyan hung up again.

Just as he was about to block the number, this person called again.

Ji Sangyan took a deep breath, and after connecting, he said without waiting for the other party to speak: "Call me again and I will call the police."

Hang up immediately after speaking.

Liang Huai, who had just come out of the bedroom, heard his voice and couldn't help but ask, "Who is it?"

"Telecom fraud." Ji Sangyan put down his phone and said while laying out his breakfast, "They said I won a Maybach."

Liang Huai pulled the stool for a moment, and he suddenly remembered that the bodyguard's vacation seemed to be over.

He glanced at Ji Sangyan, and tentatively asked: "Is it possible, is this true?"

"99% of this kind of thing is a scam, even if 1% is true, I don't lack this car." Ji Sangyan pushed the prepared breakfast in front of Liang Huai: "Maybach, I have it myself."

Liang Huai: "..."

No, you are gone.

Liang Huai was thinking about how to get Ji Sangyan to accept the car, but Ji Sangyan suddenly stood up.

"You eat first, I'll make a call."

He picked up his phone and walked towards the balcony.

Liang Huai was munching on the steamed stuffed bun when he vaguely heard Ji Sangyan's angry voice from the balcony.

"What? Burned?"

Liang Huai was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously pricked up his ears.

"You didn't burn it? You mean my car caught fire?"

"Don't tell me that. I'm not interested. It's a new car. It's 150 million, not a penny less. If I don't see the money tomorrow, just wait for the court summons."

Seeing him hang up the phone, Liang Huai quickly lowered his head and pretended to drink porridge.

When Ji Sangyan returned to the table, he carefully glanced at the person opposite him: "What's wrong?"

Ji Sangyan looked at him, and half of the anger in his heart disappeared immediately: "It's nothing, eat yours."

Liang Huai let out a soft 'oh', and buried himself in two mouthfuls of buns.

"Brother, I made some money recently, can I buy you a car?" Afraid of offending Ji Sangyan, he unconsciously lowered his voice a lot: "It's just... the same as the black car you had before. ?"

Ji Sangyan glanced at him suspiciously, but didn't take it seriously: "If you have more money, save it first. There's no need to rush to spend it. There will be more places to use money in the future."

Seeing that he was not very resistant, Liang Huai continued: "But I want to spend money for my brother. We have been together for so long, and I haven't bought a gift for my brother yet. If others find out, they will say that I am stingy."

Except for the time of intimacy, Ji Sangyan has always regarded Liang Huai as the weaker party, loves to cry and act coquettishly childish, completely different from the 'ruthless president' that others say.

Sometimes, he would also think, why Liang Huai always looked weak and unable to take care of himself in front of him?Is he up to something?

But on second thought, if Liang Huai really had a plan, how could his acting be so poor?

In the final analysis, this little crying bag is just trying to act like a baby to make him love him.

There is nothing wrong with asking for emotional value between lovers.

He wants it, give it to him.

Ji Sangyan skillfully wiped the porridge stains from the corner of Liang Huai's mouth: "Just look at it."

He was about to take his hand back when Liang Huai suddenly grabbed his wrist, looked straight at him, and kissed his palm: "Thank you brother."

"..." Ji Sangyan's body froze for a moment, and then hurriedly withdrew his arm: "Hurry up, we're going to be late."

Seeing his transparent red ears, Liang Huai licked the corner of his mouth that he touched just now, and continued to nibble on the bun thoughtfully.

Living together for more than a month, picking Ji Sangyan to and from get off work has become Liang Huai's daily routine.

Picking up and dropping off in a luxury car every day will inevitably attract the attention of colleagues.

Just as Ji Sangyan got out of the car today, he collided with Wu Yuqing who was also going to work.

"Yo, you don't get tired of sending it every day?"

Ji Sangyan walked towards the elevator with long legs: "He likes it."

"If he likes you, let him give it to you. See if you are worthless." Wu Yuqing said, "I heard that these rich second generations are very thieves. Be careful, don't be deceived."

Ji Sangyan frowned: "I used to be a rich second generation."

Sensing his emotions, Wu Yuqing shrugged: "Yeah, I'm talking too much."

Ji Sangyan pursed his lips, but didn't answer.

Of course he knew that Wu Yuqing was doing it for his own good, but he knew better than others whether Liang Huai was that kind of person.

Those people said yes in other places, but said no in front of him.

Liang's President's Office.

As soon as Liang Huai took off his coat, Wang Yu walked in from the outside.

"Good morning, my dear friend."

Liang Huai didn't even look at him: "Is the weekly report ready?"

Wang Yu's smile instantly froze on his face, and the raised corners of his mouth slowly curved down: "Can you stop mentioning work as soon as you see me, I've been getting big because of that project of the Tang family recently."

Liang Huai raised his eyes and glanced at him: "Have any difficulties?"

"That's too difficult." Wang Yu walked to the sofa and fell on it weakly: "That kid Ji Xialin went crazy after losing two projects. He has been working overtime these few days to adjust the bidding plan of the Tang family. I I heard that he fainted last night and went to the company to work overtime in the middle of the night, is this a human thing?"

Thinking of Ji Sangyan's attitude towards Ji Xialin last night, Liang Huai's eyes flickered with hesitation.

"If this project is abandoned, will it have a big impact on the follow-up plan?"

"I also feel that I haven't worked hard enough..." Wang Yu's voice stopped abruptly, and he bounced off the sofa suddenly: "What did you say?"

Liang Huai and him looked at each other quietly, and for a moment, they suppressed the emotions in their eyes: "It's nothing."

Wang Yu frowned and looked at him.

"You're not soft-hearted, are you?"

Liang Huai didn't speak.

But he didn't deny it either.

Wang Yu's heart was gradually suspended, and he said quickly: "If you are soft-hearted, you should stop quickly. I have persuaded you about this. Don't blame me when someone runs away. I will not take the blame."

"Got it." Rubbing his brows, he said, "Call someone and prepare for the weekly meeting."

Seeing that he didn't answer him directly, Wang Yu couldn't help but asked again: "Are you really going to stop?"

Liang Huai's voice turned cold two degrees: "Are you free?"

"...I'm going to call someone for a meeting!"

In the next second, the person had already run away.

In the following meeting, the air pressure around Liang Huai was terribly low.

In the past, everyone said that Liang Huai had given almost everything, but today he started to criticize crazily, not doing it here, not going there, making all the executives panic.

After the meeting was over, a brave man approached Wang Yu and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with Mr. Liang today?"

Wang Yu tutted his head and shook his head: "Trapped by love."

Executive: ? ? ?