The right way to break up with a lawyer

[I have no money, so I can't afford to pay for your suit pants! 】

Looking at the man in front of him who took off his down jacket and only wearing a shirt, staring at the skin exposed by the rolled up cuffs, and listening to the noisy voices in his ears, Zhao Ling couldn't help feeling a little dazed.

"What's wrong? Not hungry?"

Zhao Ling shook his head and said happily, "Lawyer Jian doesn't know that every time you come, the little secretaries in our secretary's room stare. If they see you like this, they must be disillusioned."

"Really?" Jian Shaojun took a sip of the Coke beside him, "But how do I see you staring at me all the time?"

"Bah." Zhao Ling bitterly bit off a piece of mutton from the iron skewer, "Your skin is thicker than mutton."

There was another reason why Zhao Ling was in a trance. He always thought that the places where Jian Shaojun went in and out were all high-end restaurants and clubs.

Unexpectedly, Jian Shaojun parked the car in an alley and took him to the entrance of a particularly lively barbecue restaurant not far from the entrance of the alley. They waited in line for about thirty minutes.

But the moment Zhao Ling put the skewer into his mouth, Zhao Ling gave it a thumbs up, it was worth it.

Not only are the skewers delicious, but the fresh draft beer is also delicious.After drinking the cold beer, mixed with the heating in the house and the smoke from the barbecue, Zhao Ling felt comfortable all over his body.

"Not bad, right?" Jian Shaojun smiled smugly, and unbuttoned a button, "Next time I'll take you to eat hot-boiled meat, this is the right day."

"I don't see that Jian Li is still a foodie."

"You don't need physical strength to hold the court?" Jian Shaojun laughed, "It's like instant noodles to keep your life alive, so I guess I'll die."

"Aren't I lazy..." Zhao Ling touched his nose, and then wiped the oil on his nose with the iron stick on his finger, "Besides, I'm the only one who cooks and no one eats it, so it's so boring And, don't look down on instant noodles, cut two slices of sausage and fry to change color, then crack an egg, fry both sides until the inside is runny, heat the water to boil, then put seasoning packets and noodles, and finally a handful of vegetables, peerless delicious. "

Jian Shaojun didn't expect that he could eat flowers after eating instant noodles. He didn't like this kind of instant food.

But looking at Zhao Ling's beaming face, for the first time in his life, he had the idea of ​​trying it: "Then I'd rather be respectful than obedient."

Zhao Ling was startled, not quite understanding, so Jian Shaojun said slowly, "Since Mr. Zhao is willing to cook in person tomorrow morning, I will be disrespectful."

Zhao Ling: "..." Hmm?When did he say he was going to cook?Did he say it?

Zhao? The house elf who was blackmailed for a fortune turned his grief and anger into appetite, and ate the skewers in front of him as Jian Shaojun's meat. The aura was so fierce that Jian Shaojun wanted to pretend that he didn't know, but then he thought of his stomach It's not a good thing, and he kindly persuaded him: "Eat slowly, I can't run away, I haven't eaten enough right now, I'll eat it for you at night."

With a "boom", Zhao Ling blushed and argued, "Who wants to bite you?"

"It's not you?" Jian Shaojun's eyes turned darker, with an unknown and dangerous look in them, "Since Mr. Zhao said no to it, it must be hard to chase after what he said."

While speaking, Jian Shaojun unbuttoned another button maliciously, revealing a purple trace hidden under the clothes.

Zhao Ling turned his head away angrily: "You don't care about me... Anyway, anyway, you said that I own half of the right to use the house. You are the owner of the house, so naturally you are also a part of the house. I have the right to use it."

This time it was Jian Shaojun's turn to be stunned. After a moment of stupefaction, he burst out laughing, tears streaming down his face: "Are you a black man? You can't even reason with a lawyer."

That is, Zhao Ling is justified, how reasonable he is.

They were sitting facing the street. At some point, a small snowflake hit the window and it melted instantly.

"Jian Shaojun, it's snowing."

"Well, the first snow of the year."

Jian Shaojun raised the draft beer mug filled with Coke, and said with a smile, "Jing Chuxue."

The two glasses collided, and the black cola and the light yellow wine were covered with snow-white foam. With the movement of clinking glasses, the snow foam splashed out.

"Well, respectful Chuxue."

Zhao Ling suddenly felt that no matter how you pronounce these three words, there is a different kind of tenderness. He has toasted many wines, but this is the first time in his life that there is no utilitarian toast, the first time he said a toast without any purpose, Just to respect the first snow and a warm night.

Perhaps it was because the night was too warm. When they walked out of the warm restaurant and were swept away by the snow-wrapped wind, and when Jian Shaojun's down jacket fell on Zhao Ling's shoulders, Zhao Ling couldn't resist at all.

Of course, you have to be polite: "What should I do if Jian Li catches a cold?"

"Then trouble Mr. Zhao to take care of it, thank you in advance." Jian Shaojun hit the snake with a stick, not polite at all.

Zhao Ling shut up quietly, zipped his mouth up, and warned himself frantically again in his heart--I said not to play tricks with Jian Shaojun, when did you take advantage of it? !

Obviously, Zhao Ling's brain agreed, but his mouth didn't.

So when Jian Shaojun finished starting the car and adjusted the right-view mirror, he suddenly reached out and stroked the bridge of Zhao Ling's nose with his thumb.Zhao Ling didn't hold back, and his tone was light and flirtatious: "Didn't Lawyer Jian realize that he fell in love with me?"

Then Zhao Ling saw the fresh oil stains on Jian Shaojun's thumb, Jian Shaojun raised his eyebrows, and calmed down and said: "I don't really mind being seen by others, but the premise is that this person must look clean."

So Zhao Ling, whose appearance was untidy and whose nose was stained with barbecue oil, was disgusted nakedly. Zhao Ling held back his breath and stared out of the window angrily, missing Jian Shaojun's smiling eyes on the back of his head.

But Zhao Ling is good at this. People can’t be mad at themselves, so he quickly found a new pleasure. When waiting for the traffic lights, his nose was stuck to the cold glass, looking at the snow lying on the window: "Snowflakes are so real!" The ones are hexagonal, Jian Shaojun, look, such a small snowflake has a shape, which is exactly the same as the sign in the weather forecast."

"If Mr. Zhao still knows that I am the driver, and if he doesn't want us to spend in the traffic police team tonight, then he knows that I can't see the snowflakes you mentioned now."

Just as Zhao Ling was about to retort, Jian Shaojun continued: "So trouble Mr. Zhao to take a picture, I'll go home and watch."

Just shoot it, can't this person speak well?Zhao Ling couldn't help but slander, but still took out his mobile phone and took a picture of the snowflake that was exactly the same as the snowflake symbol in the weather forecast.

Perhaps it was because of the snow that the road was a bit congested, but Zhao Ling was not upset at all.With lyrical English songs in his ears, Zhao Ling couldn't help asking: "I thought you would like some more passionate songs."

With one hand on the steering wheel, Jian Shaojun followed closely the traffic ahead with a relaxed expression: "Why? I don't look gentle?"

Zhao Ling was amused: "It's okay for you to lie to others, how can you be gentle? When you negotiated last time, the face of the female businessman opposite was blackened by what you said."

"That's because she spoke rudely first." Jian Shaojun said with a smile, "She's the kind of person who bullies you when she thinks you're young and soft."

"That's true." Zhao Ling nodded with lingering fear. Before, the other party thought not only that he was young, but also that his boss was also young. There was a lot of contempt in his words. "I really have to thank you. After that, their people are much more polite."

"Mr. Zhao doesn't need to be so polite." Jian Shaojun's tone was a little joking, "Mr. Yu Gongyin paid me a consultant fee, and Yu privately...I protect my weaknesses and don't want to see my people being bullied by others."

my people...my people...

These three words echoed in Zhao Ling's mind like a stereo surround sound. The stamina of that glass of draft beer seemed to have an effect at this moment. Zhao Ling only felt his cheeks were hot, so he quietly pressed his face against the glass to cool down.

It's fine if you can't beat the other party in bickering, but even flirting can't compare with the other party, Zhao Ling couldn't help but spurn himself.

So, the witty Secretary Zhao decided to make up for it elsewhere.

As soon as he entered the house, Jian Shaojun, who had just put on his slippers, was grabbed by Zhao Ling, and Zhao Ling pressed him against the door panel after pulling and tugging.Zhao Ling hooked Jian Shaojun's chin with his fingers, caressing it all the way up, and finally took Jian Shaojun's glasses. The gray eyes behind the cold lenses suddenly lost focus, blurred and unfocused.

"Lawyer Jian, if you let other people see you like this..." Zhao Ling breathed with a faint aroma of malt, hitting Jian Shaojun's face every time, "What if I become disillusioned?"

"Then Mr. Zhao is satisfied with what he saw?"

At this moment, Jian Shaojun's bangs, which are used to combing back, hang down in front of his eyelashes, looking extraordinarily harmless, with a touch of seductive aura.Zhao Ling's teeth were imprinted on Jian Shaojun's jaw, and the corners of his lips were filled with a kind of vengeful pleasure: "Naturally."

There is nothing more fascinating than to pull a celibate person into the abyss of desire.

Jian Shaojun's hand didn't know when it touched Zhao Ling's waist, and he didn't know where his fingers were pressed. Zhao Ling only felt his waist go soft, and the numb feeling went all the way up the tailbone.

Before Zhao Ling realized this, an ambiguous murmur overflowed from his lips.

"Since Mr. Zhao is satisfied, why should I care about other people's disillusionment?" Jian Shaojun looked down at Zhao Ling's own suit jacket, "I found that Mr. Zhao is more suitable for this suit than me, so why don't you just wear it?" Don't take it off."

don't take it off...

These were the last clear words that remained in Zhao Ling's mind.

Then the thoughts in his mind were like the snowflakes floating on the beer, rolling up and down, and there was no clarity.

By the time Zhao Ling grasped his chaotic thoughts and tried to sort them out, he was already lying on the carpet in the bedroom, his suit and jacket still neatly on his body, as for other parts...

"Jane, Shao, Jun! I, no, money, compensation, no, up, you, of, suit, pants!"

"Just, count, have, money, me, also, no, will, pay, yes!"

The author says:

Jian Shaojun: Mr. Yin, please give Mi Zhao a little more salary.

Yin Cangyun:? ?

Jian Shaojun: He can't afford to pay for my suit pants.

Yin Cangyun: ...

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