Sand sculpture boss is not secretly in love with me

"That's it?" Pei Ming raised his eyebrows, "I have given away all my wealth, so am I not worthy of being dedicated?"

Lin Song had this idea in his heart, but there are so many people at the moment, how dare he say so.

"Go back tonight," he whispered in Pei Ming's ear.

"Tsk tsk tsk, let me tell you that you two can play however you want when you go home at night, that's your interest, so be careful in public." Pei Yao couldn't stand it any longer, her expression was exaggerated and she was very disgusted.

Secretary Zhao and Lao Zheng picked up their things and left in a timely manner, without giving Pei Ming any chance to feed dog food.

Lin Song blushed, and quickly distanced himself from Pei Ming.

"Sister Yaoyao." He called out.

Pei Yao: "Although Sister Yaoyao sounds very nice, I hope you can get rid of Yaoyao and call me sister, brother and sister Lin Song."

When Pei Ming proposed to meet his sister for the first time, Lin Song had fantasized about the grievances and grievances of the wealthy family in his mind.He has thought about giving you 1000 million to leave my brother, or saying that you are a man and not worthy of my brother.

Never expected the Pei family to be so direct.

He is a man after all, and it's not good to keep tweaking it, Lin Song simply called out: "Sister."

Pei Yao was elated when she was called out: "Hey, take the meeting gift."

She directly took out a Kasselin song from her bag, "The password is my brother's birthday, spend whatever you want."

Lin Song glanced at it. It was a diamond credit card from a certain bank. He had heard before that the credit limit of this kind of card started from seven figures.

"It's a bit stingy to only give one card." Pei Ming took Lin Song's wrist and put Kasselin Song in his pocket, "Take it, use it as pocket money, don't take what she gave for nothing."

This broken brother.

Pei Yao raised her hand angrily and slapped Pei Ming on the shoulder.

"Sister, it's noon, you haven't eaten yet, why don't we have something together?" Lin Song said quickly.

Who knew that Pei Yao shook her head: "No, save the dinner for tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, I have an appointment and leave first."

"You can take pictures with Pei Mingduo. Isn't it popular to take graduation photos or wedding photos now? You two can also take photos." Pei Yao came and walked fast, like the wind, and stepped on her high heels and left the grove in a short while .

At this moment, the graduates are in the auditorium, the ordinary students are in class, the grove is quiet, and there are only the two of them. Just a few minutes ago, Lin Song accepted Pei Ming's marriage proposal, and he was still wearing the ring he gave him.

An indescribable emotion rose in Lin Song's heart. He lowered his head and hooked Pei Ming's neck with both hands, and sent himself over.

"Brother Ming, I love you." Lin Song's two-way clear eyes reflected Pei Ming's figure, and the two breathed together, and the atmosphere gradually heated up.

"Song Song, let's go home, I think," Pei Ming hugged Lin Song instead, pulling him into his arms.

The person in front of him is finally his. Six years is a long time. Fortunately, he waited for it.

When the love was strong, Lin Song also thought about it a little bit, but no, Pei Yao is still there. People say that there may be entertainment, but they are considerate and don't disturb their getting along. He can't take it so casually, and today is his graduation ceremony. I'm going to take pictures.

"Let's talk about it in the evening. Let's take pictures first." Lin Song restrained his inner impulse, stood up straight and took Pei Ming's hand, leading him to go outside.

Pei Ming also didn't want to take Lin Song back on such an occasion, his family Song Song is the star of today.

In the auditorium, the ceremony may have ended, and the number of people on the campus gradually increased. On the road, there were mostly students taking pictures together in twos and threes.

The group photo of Lin Song and his class was taken yesterday, so everyone took pictures with their good friends or family members today.

When he appeared on the road holding Pei Ming's hand, he attracted the attention of the people around him a lot. Two handsome men of different types were holding hands, and the eyes they attracted were absolutely eye-catching.

"Nervous? Or do you care?" Pei Ming noticed that Lin Song's body was going stiff, and asked in a low voice.

"Song Song, if you are not used to it, you can let go of my hand first, let's take your time, I know you..."

"I'm just a little nervous. I don't care anymore. After Brother Ming had a trouble in the hospital, I looked away from it. It was the path I chose to take. From the beginning, what I cared about was not what others thought of us. .”

Lin Song shook his head but held Pei Ming tighter. He didn't care what others thought of him being gay. He was just worried about Pei Ming. The difference in status could not be changed overnight.

The love between the clerk and the boss is always easy to gossip in reality.

"Since you don't care, let them see it openly." Pei Ming chuckled, and tapped Lin Song's nose with his free left hand.

Lao Zheng, a part-time photographer, went online again, holding up the camera to take pictures everywhere, turning himself into a fashionista from time to time, and giving them a pose guide.

People saw it, and their mentality changed. When taking pictures, Lin Song didn't think about the people around him. He knew that someone was secretly taking pictures and didn't care. He just treated himself as a star, and it's good to be famous in disguise.

When I left school, a memory card was full.

"Boss Pei, Xiao Lin, you two have a look, my technique is not bad." Old Zheng happily handed over the camera to them, fastened his seat belt and started the car to leave.

The photos cover every corner of Beijing University. The two people in the photo album do scissors from time to time. The composition is good but the camera angle is very clear. Fortunately, both of them are handsome guys. There are no dead ends in 360 and no fear of any camera skills. Make your own photo a blur.

"It's a good shot. This picture of us standing in front of the library holding hands. Those who didn't know it thought you were my senior. The love between senior and junior, tsk tsk."

Lin Song sighed, and from his point of view, he felt that the filming was quite good.

Pei Ming is also quite satisfied. These are all group photos. The photo of him and Lin Song Zhengui should be treasured carefully.

"I'm going to find someone to wash it out, make it into a photo frame and hang it at home. You can choose a picture to enlarge and hang it on the bedside." Pei Ming said happily.

"Old Zheng, I will give you a bonus next month."

"Hey, thank you President Pei."

Lin Song was a little hesitant: "I don't need the head of the bed, but there are places like TV cabinets and bookshelves where you can put photo frames, and you can put one on the desk. I don't want to fall asleep looking at my face every day."

That's fine too, Pei Ming has always listened to Lin Song, and quickly compromised.

Taking advantage of nothing, Pei Ming directly imported the photos into his mobile phone, and then posted them in their small group.

Ming: "The picture..."

Everyone should be busy at this point, but everyone responded surprisingly quickly.

Nan: "That's right, it's a good shot."

Bei: "Brother, what are you, your height of 185 looks like 170, and your shape is also earthy, as if you have traveled from the last century."

Yan: "..."

Yan: "I'll continue to lose contact. Checking news is not good for eye health."

Yao: "If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have left. It's so ugly. Brother, your beauty is all used in finding a wife."

Lin Song turned his head and saw Pei Ming's mobile phone page. He looked at Pei Ming blankly, and asked in a daze, "Is it ugly? I think the photo is pretty good."

As soon as Pei Ming turned off his mobile phone, he ignored the group of people, "I think it's good too, but they don't care about them, so I don't care about them."

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