Dressed as cannon fodder to marry into a wealthy family

When I woke up, the sky was foggy and bright.

Yan Zhao curled up in Shen Yuanting's arms, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a man's protruding Adam's apple, full of male hormones.

"Are you awake?" came Shen Yuanting's deep voice, lazy but not tired, obviously he had said goodbye to Duke Zhou long ago and was just waiting for Yan Zhao to wake up.

"En." Yan Zhao burrowed into his arms, kissed his Adam's apple, then raised his neck to kiss his chin with stubble, which was a little prickly.

After sleeping all afternoon yesterday, and having a good rest at night, Yan Zhao didn't want to go back to sleep.

He took off his pajamas, put on his shirt, and when he was buttoning up the buttons, he looked to his side. Shen Yuanting had already put on his trousers and shirt, and was tying his tie.

Dressing is faster than undressing.

Seeing Shen Yuanting's slender fingers neatly tied the tie, Yan Zhao's heart moved, he knelt down and crawled to the side of the bed, straightened his upper body, and went to lift the man's tie: "I'll tie it!"

Shen Yuanting bent down slightly to make it easier for him to operate.

Yan Zhao was in high spirits, with a smile on his lips, and the dark blue tie in his eyes.

He hadn't even put on his own clothes yet, but he was thinking of tidying up for others.

The shirt was only buttoned by the first two buttons, and the hem was open. The tight and flat abdomen was looming, and the two straight and white legs were completely exposed. There was a faint warm light.

Shen Yuanting's Adam's apple rolled, and he remembered last night, those legs clamped around his waist, rubbing against him constantly, his skin was as delicate as cheese.When he was about to withdraw, she held him tightly and let him be released inside him.

"Ah, it's crooked." Yan Zhao frowned, complained angrily, and then took off the tie and tied it again.

"Stupid," he said, his voice hoarse.

The tie around the neck was crossed and tightened, and the fragile neck was in his hands.

Yan Zhao raised his eyes and pretended to be angry and warned: "Say it again? I dare to complain about my craftsmanship, it's really wrong!"

Shen Yuanting: "It's just that I didn't play well enough, I need to practice more in the future."

"Why, do you still want me to tie your tie every day?" Yan Zhao looked at him with a smile. The newly tied knot was not bad. A special service given on a regular basis.”

Shen Yuanting: "Then let's use 'service' to 'easy' service"?"

Yan Zhao: "What do you want to change?"

Shen Yuanting stretched out his hand and helped him button up the remaining buttons of his shirt: "Help you put on your shirt."

Shen Yuanting stood in front of Yan Zhao, who had already put on his trousers, and the hem of his clothes naturally fell down.The man's hand helped him tuck the shirt into his trousers, and pulled the hem down from the gap between the shirt and trousers. The loose shirt on Yan Zhao's upper body became tight and straight with his movements.

Yan Zhao lowered his eyes, his ears burned, Shen Yuanting's fingers brushed against his thighs from time to time, and other places...

After straightening out a place, the man's hand slid to the side of his waist again, and the curve under his palm began to become straight.

The hem of the clothes on the rear hips was also treated kindly by Shen Yuanting. He straightened every inch of the fabric flat, squeezed his hands between the trousers and the hips, and pressed tightly against the elastic part.

After straightening the shirt, Shen Yuanting pushed him to the edge of the bed to sit down, and took the belt over.

He knelt on the ground with one knee, wrapped the belt around Yan Zhao's waist, and stared intently at the metal buckle.He adjusted the length, but didn't fasten it for him, and fiddled with the metal strip with his fingers.

Now Yan Zhao was so red that not only his ears but also his face became red.He opened his legs, and Shen Yuanting knelt in the middle, facing the center of his legs. This posture is a bit lewd.

Yan Zhao pressed the man's hand: "Okay, stop playing."

Shen Yuanting gave a low laugh: "Now do you know what I was thinking when you tied my tie?"

Yan Zhao really wanted to scold him for being a dirty mind, but he seemed to admit that he didn't have any good things in his mind, so he could only shut up and goug him out.

The air in the morning is very refreshing, and the sea breeze is also fresh.

There were not many people in the dining room. It seemed that there were not a few people who were drunk and dreamy last night. After breakfast, the two of them went for a stroll on the deck, and Yan Zhao proposed to play in the billiards room.

It was so early in the morning, and there were only a few people in the billiards room, but someone was sleeping on his back on the sofa, with a magazine covering his face—the guests on this ship were either bigwigs or celebrities, and they all paid attention to their image, and he could shout loudly outside Sleeping is also bold and uninhibited enough.

Shen Yuanting hit a shot at random, his technique was excellent, the ball went straight into the hole, and he said to Yan Zhao, "Come here."

Yan Zhao leaned down, stared at the direction of the club, calculated the route of the ball, and said with a vaccination in his mouth: "I don't play well, so don't laugh at me."

Shen Yuanting: "Why am I laughing at you? Is there any reward?"

Yan Zhao: "You can get a white eye."

Yan Zhao stared at the ball with black eyes, raised his waist silently, moved his hands back an inch, hit a few shots, but no ball went into the hole.

Like a lame cat.

The corners of Shen Yuanting's mouth turned up.

Yan Zhao threw the cue aside and hinted: "We sincerely hire a king with a lot of money to take me to fly."

As he wished, Shen Yuanting walked behind him, put his palms on his crotch, and said: "Lower your waist."

Yan Zhao let out an "en" and slumped down.

Shen Yuanting said: "A little lower...like what you did yesterday."

Yan Zhao glanced at him and followed suit, his upper body was almost pressed against the table, and his buttocks then pressed against Shen Yuanting's stiff thigh.

Yan Zhao turned his head and looked up at him from bottom to top, his eyes were bright.Shen Yuanting tightened the hand pinching his crotch: "...Be serious."

Shen Yuanting is a conscientious teacher who helped him adjust his posture several times, and Yan Zhao finally scored a shot.

Shen Yuanting patted his head: "Learned quickly."

Yan Zhao pursed his lips and smiled at him: "I'm very talented."

The phone rang, Shen Yuanting glanced at the incoming call, it was from the vice president of the company.He said, "You play first."

Yan Zhao: "Well, go ahead, I'll wait for you."

When Shen Yuanting left the room, Yan Zhao held the cue and gesticulated to play the ball. Yan Zhao waited for a while, a little impatient, and started playing nonsense, the billiard balls ping-pong-pong, without any rules.

"... Snooker is not played like this." A hoarse male voice mixed with deep sleepiness came, Yan Zhao turned his head, and a tall man walked up to him at some point, with a carefree hand in his hand. magazine cover.

It's the one sleeping on the couch.

Without the cover of the pages of the book, his tough and handsome appearance was revealed, and Yan Zhao recognized him as Shan Zhou, Golden Crane Award Best Actor.

Regarding this person, Yan Zhao only had an impression of him as an outdated old cadre.According to the media release, in the era when the elderly are equipped with eight smartphones to play Pokemongo, he still uses an elderly machine with only basic functions, and the default game is only Pixel Snake.In order for the artist not to be outdated, his manager can only become a gossip maniac, telling him who cheated on him and who won the prize by word of mouth.

Shan Zhou made do with the sofa all night, his suit was crumpled open, and his shirt was open. From the outline and shadow of the shirt, we can see that the muscles underneath must be very full.

Yan Zhao thought, amazing, there is a ditch, which is quite deep.

Shan Zhou just woke up, didn't know that Yan Zhao was with him, only knew that when he opened his eyes, he saw this beautiful young man holding a cue and playing blindly, his golf skills were so bad that he really couldn't stand it.

Yan Zhao was so bored, it happened that there was a golf club here, and asked him, "Are you playing? Come on?"

Shanzhou is actually a bit hungry, but he still thinks that playing is more important, and the few people left here are crowded together, only Yan Zhao is alone, lonely, and too lonely.He asked, "Are you here alone, or with your friends?"

Yan Zhao said casually: "He was amazed by my skills, so he went out to calm down."

Hearing what he said, Shan Zhou couldn't help looking at him with a trace of pity, but it also implied that "this can't be helped".

Yan Zhao smiled and said, "You can play."

The single boat took the pole: "Come on."

Originally, the boat was intended for him to order.Just like Huaguo Ping Pong always gives a point of meaning, it is not good to shave a competitor's head. When there is a big gap in strength, it is a kind of consideration to release water appropriately.

But after Yan Zhao hit a shot, he realized that his thinking was completely wrong. The opponent's golf skills were not only not bad, but rather excellent.

Then he just pretended to be a rookie, and he didn't wear such a warm-up?

Yan Zhao played billiards well, and his rowboat was not bad. The competition was fierce and the score was tight.In the final decisive shot, Yan Zhao missed a little, and the single boat won.

Shan Zhou rubbed his belly and was about to say that he was going to eat, but he saw the young man opposite him frowning aggressively, and said in a very unconvinced manner: "One more plate!"

Yes, after all, it was only a little away from winning.

Putting his empty stomach aside, Shan Zhou said, "Come on."

The situation in the second round was still stalemate, and there was sweat on the foreheads of both of them.

Halfway through, Shen Yuanting hung up the phone and came back, while Yan Zhaozheng was concentrating on the ball.

That shot was so beautiful that Shan Zhou couldn't help but whistle.

Before Yan Zhao had time to be proud, he caught a glimpse of the ghost-like man beside him, the hair on his tail blown out.

Yan Zhao: "When did you come back!"

This time, like a cat seeing a cucumber, Shen Yuanting thought, and replied: "Just now."

Yan Zhao asked: "How long ago, how many shots do you think I hit?"

Shen Yuanting raised his chin to the table: "You did that just now."

Yan Zhao made amends: "Oh, my play just now was really good, I played super!"

While playing, Shan Zhou asked, "Your partner?"

Yan Zhao only replied "Yes".

Shan Zhou didn't introduce himself, and Yan Zhao didn't introduce himself and Shen Yuanting either.

With Shen Yuanting guarding him, Yan Zhao was absent-minded and messed up his actions.Lost the second game.

Shanzhou felt a little regretful: "You had an advantage in the beginning."

He also didn't understand why the young man was as stiff as a cat being held by the back of the neck when his companion came back.

Yan Zhao looked at Shen Yuanting from the corner of his eye: "I'm not very good at beating..."

Shan Zhou was unaware of the embarrassment of the other party: "Don't be so humble, I can tell you are a veteran, but your mentality is not stable."

Yan Zhao thought, now Shen Yuanting must know that he deliberately pretended to be a novice and asked him to teach him how to play, oh...shame.

Canoe ball addiction was caught, and asked: "Are you still playing?"

Yan Zhao was in no mood to continue, and refused, "No."

Shanzhou tried to convince him: "You haven't won yet, even though you only played two rounds, don't you regret it?"

Yan Zhao: "No, I don't have that strong desire to win."

Shan Zhou thought, I don't know who was the one who just patted the table and asked for another round.

Shen Yuanting rolled up his sleeves, his forearm was strong and smooth: "Let me come. Let's play a round."

Shanzhou was full of enthusiasm: "Okay!"

Yan Zhao patted Shen Yuanting on the shoulder: "You have to help me find my place!"

Shen Yuanting: "Yes."

At the beginning, Shanzhou played the cue ball tentatively to scout the opponent's strength.Shen Yuanting's expression was indifferent, his playing was quite satisfactory, not brilliant, but he couldn't find any faults either.

But moderation is a kind of learning. Sometimes, defense without dead ends is more oppressive than offense.

Yan Zhao stood aside, a hundred times more nervous than Shen Yuanting.

When he saw that Shen Yuanting made a mistake, he let out an "ah". In a game, the victory or defeat is often in an instant.

Shanzhou grinned, with thick teeth: "It seems that I will win three consecutive victories."

Shen Yuanting was an invincible image in Yan Zhao's heart, so how could he lose here.

Yan Zhao glared at him: "Don't talk too much."

Shanzhou smiled and said: "Well, I'm too arrogant, but whoever loses will win, the contestants should already have a hunch. That..." He finally remembered that he didn't ask the opponent's name, and could only look at Shen Yuanting Ask: "Do you think there is still a need to fight?"

Shen Yuanting glanced at Yan Zhao.The other party's brows were tightly wrinkled, and his mouth was also pursed.

Do you believe him?

Feeling a little annoyed, Shen Yuanting raised his eyebrows and said lightly: "It's not necessary."

Shan Zhou hit another powerful shot, and the balance of victory tilted towards him: "Are you going to admit defeat?"

Shen Yuanting ignored him, his eyes locked on the table.

In the next moment, one shot cleared the stage.