why are they still in love

"Mr. Xiao, do you need to give your friend a ride? There should be quite a lot of people taking taxis at this hour." Qu Cheng turned around and asked Xiao Zhaoshan who had just sat in the back seat.

Xiao Zhaoshan leaned on the neck pillow and closed his eyes to rest: "No, she has a driver to pick her up."

No one in the car spoke again, and when he was about to arrive, he talked about work: "Qu Cheng, don't let them pass the matter of contacting KOLs, you will handle it yourself."

"Okay, then I will ask according to the list you selected this afternoon?"

"Well, it's okay to fail to reach the cooperation intention, but I will focus on fighting for the ones I marked red."

Qu Chengbi relaxed a lot in the afternoon. He looked at Xiao Zhaoshan from the rearview mirror and asked, "Mr. Xiao, there is something I want to ask. How did you become so familiar with their respective styles and fan portraits?" Woolen cloth?"

Xiao Zhaoshan met his smiling eyes, and explained the confusion: "I'm not an antique, I usually go online. And the form you gave me is detailed enough, I trust your judgment."

Qu Cheng looked back at the way forward: "Before, I told the people in the business department that there were too many information in the form, which would waste your time, and asked them to make it simpler. I didn't expect you to read it so quickly, Mr. Xiao, because I didn't think carefully. .”

Xiao Zhaoshan sighed pretendingly: "It's been so many years since I've come out to see anyone, so I need some snacks. Don't you know that those critics are so powerful, I'm also afraid."

The car stopped at the gate of the community, and he knocked on the window: "Pull over, I will drive in by myself, you go back and rest, you have worked hard today."

"Where is Mr. Xiao, anyway, I have nothing to do after work, just drive for a while." Qu Cheng unbuckled his seat belt, "Then I won't turn off the engine, Mr. Xiao, come here."

Xiao Zhaoshan got out of the car and changed to the driver's seat, rolled down the window to say goodbye to him: "Be careful on the road."

Qu Cheng stood under the tree and nodded with a smile: "Thank you, Mr. Xiao."

Xiao Zhaoshan raised the car window, turned the steering wheel and drove into the community.Before turning the corner, he found Qu Cheng's back in the rearview mirror and cast a gloomy look.

After parking the car in the underground parking lot, he didn't go upstairs immediately, but bent down and pulled out something from under the seat.

It's a tiny recorder.

This was bought together with the recording pen last time just in case, but he didn't expect it to come in handy.

Xiao Zhaoshan casually put the recorder into his wallet, then turned on the dome light, and carefully checked that Qu Cheng hadn't installed similar wiretapping equipment in the car before getting out of the car.

The stamina of the Mekong whiskey was picking up, and his temples felt a little swollen as soon as the elevator accelerated. He leaned against the railing behind him and rubbed the bridge of his nose wearily.

There have been many bad things recently, one after another, he has been spinning for half a month, and he hasn't had a good rest at all. Seeing that it's almost November, there is no sign of his comeback work.It's not that he never thought of publishing "The Woman Sitting by the Window", but if it's for money, this painting is obviously not a good choice, and the market doesn't need a woman's meaningless wait and see.

When the floor arrived, he took out the key while thinking about things, but before he inserted the key into the lock, the door opened from the inside.

Xiao Chining poked his head out to look at him: "Dad, are you back?"

When Xiao Zhaoshan met his smile, his exhaustion suddenly became even more exhausting.

Chi Yan has always been busier than him. After so many years, this is the first time someone opened the door for him and told him, you are back.

"Hmm." He asked in a deep voice, "Are you going out?"

Xiao Chining took a step back to make way: "No, I heard the ding-dong of the elevator."

"The ears are quite good." Xiao Zhaoshan put away the keys and closed the door, and put on slippers in the entrance, "Have you eaten yet?"

"Eat." Xiao Chining stood beside him, "How about you, Dad?"

"Eat something." Xiao Zhaoshan walked into the living room, unbuttoned the suit with one hand, and threw the bag and coat on the sofa.

"Small ticket," he turned his head and spread his hands towards Xiao Chining who was following him, "show me."

"The receipt was pasted on the takeaway box, and I've already thrown it away." Xiao Chining called up the order interface and handed him the phone, "Is this all right?"

Xiao Zhaoshan took the phone, sat on the sofa and flipped through it: "380, is it really a first-class abalone porridge?"

"Yeah, I ordered a big portion, and I ate it all by myself." Xiao Chining kicked off his slippers, stepped forward and sat on his lap, and pulled out his mobile phone from his hand, "The rest of the money, I took it to the vegetable market outside to buy vegetables, and I will make it tomorrow."

He threw his mobile phone aside, wrapped his arms around Xiao Zhaoshan's neck, lowered his head and got a little closer, staring straight at his lips, and asked, "Dad, am I very obedient?"

Xiao Zhaoshan raised his hand to palm his back, raised his face and asked, "Where's the receipt for grocery shopping?"

Xiao Chining frowned: "Have you never bought vegetables before? Supermarkets with receipts are called supermarkets. What I just mentioned are vegetable markets, where you pay for the goods and deliver the goods. Where do you get the receipts?"

Xiao Zhaoshan generously admitted: "I have never bought vegetables. So if you use a few cents of side dishes to make up the money and cheat me into spending more than 100, I will not know."

Xiao Chining bit his upper lip resentfully: "Is my reputation so bad with you, Dad?"

Xiao Zhaoshan pinched his chin and gave him a soft mouthful: "Well, it's that bad."

Xiao Chining's body softened immediately: "Dad, have you been drinking?"

Xiao Zhaoshan stroked his back unconsciously, nodded and said, "Drink a little."

Xiao Chining leaned his back against his chest, and asked softly, "I ate a little, drank a little, what else is just a little?"

Xiao Zhaoshan thought for a while, then smiled and said, "Are you a little promiscuous with your son?"

Xiao Chining held his face, and repeatedly pecked and kissed his eyes, the tip of his nose, and the corner of his mouth: "Dad, tell me, if mom opens the door and sees us like this, how will she react?"

"Don't call her Chi Yan anymore?" Xiao Zhaoshan put his hand into his clothes.

Xiao Chining kissed his lips, and said to himself: "If she finds out, what are you going to do?"

Xiao Zhaoshan smiled in his palm: "It's better to worry about yourself."

"Dad, you are more to worry about, you look tired."

"is it?"

"Yes." Xiao Chining nodded affirmatively, and then licked Xiao Zhaoshan's lips with the tip of his tongue.

Xiao Zhaoshan's hands climbed from his back all the way to the back of his neck.

Every fingertip was agitated, and every inch of skin was hot. He kneaded Xiao Chining's fine hair and flesh with a little force, and said with a slightly confused breath, "Then come and relieve Dad."

Xiao Chining closed his eyes, took the initiative to kiss him deeply, and pressed his hard lower body honestly against his lower abdomen.Xiao Zhaoshan suddenly exerted strength, raised his hand and clasped his neck to make him fall to himself.On the wall of the living room, the shadows of the two overlapped, as if they were one person. The two bodies on the sofa did not leave a gap, and the two chests squeezed each other, so close that it was hard to breathe.

After a while, their lips and teeth finally parted, Xiao Zhaoshan pressed Xiao Chining's forehead, and said with a smile, "I'm hungry. Is it time to buy vegetables? Let's make something to eat."

Xiao Chining reluctantly kissed the corner of his mouth: "Aren't you going to eat me?"

"You don't have much meat, you can't get enough."

Xiao Chining asked: "Then I'll get you some more meat?"

Xiao Zhaoshan squinted his eyes: "Have you ever played?"

Xiao Chining was taken aback: "...No."

Xiao Zhaoshan saw that he was lying.

His desire suddenly extinguished, he patted Xiao Chining's butt to get him up: "Call me when the meal is ready, I'll go up and take a shower and change clothes."

Xiao Chining had to lift his leg to let him go.

Xiao Zhaoshan picked up his bag and coat and went up to the second floor. Xiao Chining knelt on the sofa with bare feet and didn't recover for a long time.

The house was unbelievably quiet, he wanted to laugh, because in Xiao Zhaoshan's mind, he was different from Chi Yan.But he couldn't laugh anymore, because in Xiao Zhaoshan's heart, he and Chi Yan were no longer the same.