President of Custom

After a simple but delicate drink, it's time for them to leave, too.

Song Fengshi and Jin Lanshu both drank and couldn't drive.However, Owen had already ordered a car and was waiting nearby.Song Fengshi and Jin Lanshu both got into the car without saying a word.Song Fengshi silently watched the Louvre behind him getting smaller and smaller until it disappeared into the night, and suddenly felt nothingness in his heart: [-] euros?Is it over like this?

Is this the so-called "non-conspicuous consumption"?

Or is it "experiential consumption"?

Throwing money away for a better experience.

It is different from ordinary citizens' concept of "since you pay, you must get something".

Song Fengshi is a small citizen.

Although the money was not spent on him, he still felt, um, what should he get... At least take pictures and post them on Moments to show off!

What a waste.

When Song Fengshi was thinking about it in a daze, he had already been sent back to the hotel.Jin Lanshu got out of the car first, and went around to the other side to open the car door for Song Fengshi. Song Fengshi woke up and had already arrived at the hotel.

Jin Lanshu reached out to Song Fengshi and helped him out of the car.

Song Fengshi was a little surprised at this, why did Jin Lanshu suddenly act like a "gentleman"?But, Song Fengshi is also a man, so he was taken care of like this, probably because of his foot injury.

Sure enough, Jin Lanshu said, "Can your feet still walk?"

Song Feng smiled and said, "I'm sorry to trouble you, CEO. I can walk on my feet."

"Oh." Jin Lanshu let go of her hand, with an attitude of "since you can walk by yourself, then you can go by yourself".

Song Fengshi was really convinced, so he limped forward.

Jin Lanshu followed Song Fengshi, seeing him so reluctantly, she stepped forward to help him by the elbow: "You obviously can't go."

Song Fengshi was also angry: "I'm not lame."

"It's almost there." Jin Lanshu said.

Song Fengshi felt that he was really going to be pissed off at any moment, so he pushed Jin Lanshu away with an elbow: "I can indeed walk by myself." As he spoke, Song Fengshi forced himself to quicken his pace, and the lame wolf hurried forward, leaning over almost fall.

Jin Lanshu supported him by the waist: "What are you in a hurry for?"

Song Fengshi wanted to break free, but Jin Lanshu hugged him even tighter: "Don't make trouble." Jin Lanshu whispered in his ear, "Everyone is watching you."

Listening to Jin Lanshu's whisper, Song Fengshi glanced to the side, and sure enough, he saw the waiter in the lobby looking towards him.

This made Song Feng feel uncomfortable all of a sudden.

However, Jin Lanshu didn't seem to care about other people's eyes at all, and walked forward on her own, holding Song Fengshi's waist with one hand and Song Fengshi's arm with the other, and led him into the elevator.

After the elevator doors closed, there were only the two of them in the space, and there were no other people's gazes.

Only then did Song Fengshi become more comfortable, and struggled again and said, "You don't need to support me."

"What are you stubborn about?" Jin Lanshu seemed to find Song Fengshi very strange, "I'm willing to sit in a wheelchair, but won't let anyone help me?"

"I..." Song Fengshi was really speechless, and felt that his temper was really inexplicable.

What's the point of getting angry with a self-centered, retarded person like Jin Lanshu?

"It's nothing." Song Fengshi turned his head away, instead of looking at Jin Lanshu, his eyes naturally fell on the mirror-like wall of the elevator.The four walls illuminated his and Jin Lanshu's figures, and he saw the ambiguous posture of the two of them at this moment.Jin Lanshu stretched out her arms, one arm around her waist and the other on her shoulders, almost encircling Song Fengshi's entire body.

Song Fengshi couldn't stand still, and he was shorter than Jin Lanshu, so the back of his head naturally leaned on Jin Lanshu's shoulder, looking as intimate as a lover.

Song Fengshi suddenly became a little drunk, so he leaned his head close to Jin Lanshu's shoulder, raised his face higher, and happened to see Jin Lanshu looking down at him.

Jin Lanshu's eyes were no longer sharp, and they looked gentle.

Song Fengshi's eyes were entwined with his, like vines, getting closer and closer inexplicably, and Jin Lanshu's kiss fell gently.

"Ding" - the elevator door opened.

Song Fengshi pushed Jin Lanshu away as if he was startled: "We're on the floor."

Jin Lanshu seemed a little unfulfilled, but she still helped Song Fengshi out of the stairs, but touched Song Fengshi's waist but unconsciously kneaded twice: "I'll take you back to your room."

Song Fengshi noticed the ambiguity of the atmosphere, so he thought to himself: Sure enough, I want to ask that one out again!

In the room, as soon as Song Fengshi was lying on the bed, Jin Lanshu's body pressed up, and his lips pressed against Song Fengshi's mouth, as if to make up for the kiss that was interrupted by the elevator bell just now.

The two kissed for a while, and Jin Lanshu let go of the panting Song Fengshi.

Song Fengshi looked at the beautiful man on his body, and felt a little humbled: It seems good to be able to be like this with him all the time...

Jin Lanshu sat up, touched Song Fengshi's feet, and gently took off the thin white cotton socks on Song Fengshi's feet.The swollen ankle was exposed, and Jin Lanshu stroked his sole and asked, "Is there any medicine in the hotel?"

Song Fengshi was still immersed in the reverie just now, and after a long while, he sat up and saw his feet resting on Jin Lanshu's thigh, and said, "There are cold compresses. It can reduce swelling."

"Then why didn't you post it?" Jin Lanshu's tone seemed to be blaming.

Song Fengshi said: "If you want to go to the Louvre, I didn't post it."

"Why can't I put it on when I go to the Louvre?" Jin Lanshu reached out for a pillow, removed Song Fengshi's foot from her lap, and put it lightly on the pillow. As she asked, she got out of bed and went to the small refrigerator to get the cold compress .

"I... I posted that it's not easy to wear shoes." Song Fengshi was a little shy, "Will you go to the exhibition with bare feet?"

"Why not?" Jin Lanshu took out the ice pack and said, "Are you afraid of smoking Mona Lisa or Venus?"

Originally, Jin Lanshu was so careful to apply cold compresses to Song Fengshi, and Song Fengshi was a little moved, but after hearing what he said, he really couldn't be moved anymore.

It's a pity that such a good man is not dumb!

——Song Fengshi thought as he looked at Jin Lanshu's perfect profile.

Song Fengshi rested his feet on the pillow, and was gently covered with cold compresses.

Song Fengshi was still in a daze, but was pushed down on the bed by Jin Lanshu.

"Huh?" Song Feng was startled, "Is it finally going to start?"

Jin Lanshu was taken aback when he suddenly heard the gentle and gentle Song Feng utter such vulgar words as "get to work", and said angrily, "What's the matter with you? You're still thinking about that when you're lame?"

Song Fengshi felt aggrieved: "What? It's obviously you..."

Jin Lanshu didn't pay attention to Song Fengshi's excuse at all, just shook the quilt on the bed, covered Song Fengshi tightly, and said, "Take a rest, don't think about these messy things."

Song Fengshi was inexplicably taught a lesson, so he had to close his mouth and eyes.

He pretended to be calm, but in fact Song Fengshi was very disturbed and couldn't sleep at all.

He heard the bathroom door open and the sound of running water in the shower.

"Jin Lanshu is taking a bath?" Song Fengshi didn't understand why he took a bath?He is the president, so even if it's not a presidential suite, it's a super luxurious suite. Could it be that there is no bathroom?He doesn't do it, why do you want to take a bath here?

When Song Fengshi closed his eyes and thought, the sound of water in the bathroom had stopped.He heard the sound of Jin Lanshu blowing a hot air blower in the shower room, and then Jin Lanshu opened the door and walked out, lying beside Song Fengshi with his warm body still warm from the hot water and steaming with the aroma of bath liquid.

Song Fengshi couldn't help but opened his eyes, and saw the pretty side face in the dim light.

"Are you going back to your room?" Song Fengshi said.

Jin Lanshu said: "Your feet are like that, I can't justify it if I don't take care of them."

Song Fengshi's heart warmed up, but he didn't know what to say.

"Go to sleep." Jin Lanshu said.

Song Fengshi stared at the dark ceiling, feeling strangely moved in his heart.