Jin mainly eats back grass

Yu Congwu couldn't laugh.He thought his facial management and control were good, but it collapsed under these words.

Unexpectedly, Chu Kexin continued to talk.

"I originally wanted to come up to seduce Mr. Shang, but now I have a look... Hey, it's useless if I see it."

Yang Kaile suppressed a smile: "Mr. Shang doesn't like women."

Yu Congwu grabbed the doorknob, neither walking nor returning.

Yang Kaile usually looks like a dog, and it's really a one-hit kill when he teases others.

No wonder he and Keith are good friends.

Chu Kexin broke the pot and fell, and she will be caught anyway, so it's better to say a few more words to vent.

"I was in the hotel two days ago and saw him getting very close to a woman."

Yu Congwu was not very eloquent, and he could have refuted a few sentences, but was knocked back to his original form by one sentence.He opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

Yang Kaile burst out with a desire to survive in an instant, for his boss.

"Don't talk nonsense, what if it's Boss Shang and his mother."

Chu Kexin was thoughtful: "Mr. Shang's mother is so young?"

Yang Kaile glared at him. After all, he is also a high-level executive, and he is capable of bluffing people a lot.

Chu Kexin was frightened and pouted in a small voice.

"If you don't say it, don't say it... Why are you scary. I'm so beautiful, you scare me, you don't have a girlfriend!"

Yang Kaile was indifferent.Anyway, I'm not single.

Yu came back from the fog and smiled lazily.

"I don't know if he hasn't had a girlfriend before."

Yu Congwu went out to find the lounge, pretending not to care.

In the days of junior high school, other boys liked to play with cars, yo-yos, and hang out every day.

Yu Congwu has escaped from the eyes of the world. From a primary school student who likes to climb mountains and trees to dig out bird eggs, he has become a lively and active secondary disease.

Specifically, he not only likes watching TV series and anime, but also likes role-playing.

The sword flower is lightly drawn, and the wig is elegant.He flipped his wrist, and nimbly turned the sword around and put it behind his back.

The fallen leaves on the ground were tossed by him and fell for the second time.

At this time, he still doesn't know how to act, but his talent has already taken shape.His eyes are cold, and he looks at people like ants.

"Come again!"

Yu Congwu knew that this was not a good hobby, it was like a sissy play house, if he didn't study and play well, he would definitely be scolded...

Fortunately, Shang Luochen was with him.

But Shang Luochen is not good at these either.

He was holding the sword, his bones were stiff, and he was afraid of hurting himself, so he couldn't make any movements at all.

What is the script this time? Sword Dao Xianzun and the little disciple.He couldn't help him anymore, so he let out a long sigh.

"Forget it, I don't have this life."

Yu Congwu is still immersed in his role.He put the sword back into its sheath, with a cold voice.

"Shame."

"All right, all right, Congwu. If you want to play with these things, you can find your brother. I haven't finished my homework yet."

Shang Luochen acted unceremoniously.He sat down on the ground. The yard was covered with bluestone slabs, but there was also a lot of dust.

He was really tired, so he didn't bother to care about it.

I really can't pretend to be alone, even if Yu Congwu opened his mouth for a long time, he failed.He is not happy.

"Isn't my brother a freshman in high school... He's doing an internship in the company on weekends, so how can he have time to talk to me?"

Shang Luochen looked at him sympathetically.

"Little poor, they left you at home alone? Come, come into my arms, and I will accompany you to eat and drink."

"Yes!" Yu Congwu looked sad and indignant, "A night alone~ Where should my heart be placed~"

"From the fog! Shut up!" Shang Luochen quickly covered his ears.

"It seems that my precious brother is lonely." A voice broke in without knowing when.

The two turned their heads and found Yu Congyun's slender figure leaning against the gate of the courtyard.

"Brother!" Yu took off the wig from the mist, and a baby swallow returned to the nest and crashed into his brother's arms.

"Brother Xiaoyun, you're back." Shang Luochen was not very happy, but frowned slightly as he watched his brothers embrace each other.

"Well, come back and get something." He supported Yu Congwu, turned to look at Shang Luochen, hesitant.

"Xiao Luo, can you come and help me?"

"Huh? Oh."

Shang Luochen nodded.He got up and brushed the dust off his butt, and turned around.

"Look at it from the fog, is it dirty?"

As soon as Yu Congwu glanced over, Yu Congyun smiled.

"Not dirty, Xiao Luo is the most handsome. Let's go, accompany me in."

He looked around the yard again, shaking his head.

"Go get someone to sweep the yard."

He clicked on the metaphor from the fog.

"Okay."

Yu Congwu answered.He looked curiously at the backs of the two leaving, with some doubts.My elder brother didn't look for him to take care of things, but Shang Luochen?Why.

He called the nanny to clean the yard, and went to the window to eavesdrop, but he could only secretly hate the sound insulation at home.

Yu woke up from the fog.

His brain consciousness was first withdrawn from the memories, and before he could open his eyes, there was a lot of noise in his ears.

It is the rustling sound of the familiar pen scratching across the paper.

Shocked, he opened his eyes, was dazzled by the bright light for a while, and then got up from the soft sofa.

I heard a cold voice coming from the table behind the sofa.

"It seems that this sofa is very comfortable."

"The president of Shangda will enjoy it, but it's not comfortable."

As soon as the voice from the other side came out, Yu Congwu knew who it was.

If you lose, you don't lose. Let's talk about it first.

Shang Luochen chuckled.He threw the pen into the pen holder and came over.I saw my ex-boyfriend, not moving his nest, with his head leaning against the edge, and his body still sunken in the cushion.

Yu Congwu twisted the blanket on her body and shook it.

"You covered me?"

"Well, your constitution is weak, and you tend to catch cold at night."

Shang Luochen was very frank.He took the kettle on the tea table and poured two glasses of lemonade.

Then, holding the glass of water with one hand, he poked the person's exposed toes with the other.

"Save me a seat."

"I do not!"

Having said that, he shyly retracted his feet and hid them under the blanket.Yu Congwu took the water and moistened his throat, feeling much more comfortable.

He glanced at the French windows with no curtains drawn, surprised.

"I slept all afternoon?"

It was getting dark outside.You can see the stars on the top floor, but it is not very bright.The light that was shining just now was the chandelier.

As he said, Shang Luochen is a person who can enjoy himself very much, and the interior decoration is also done as perfect as possible.

Such as the chandelier that imitates the sun.

"Where's Keith?"

"I saw you fell asleep and left first. Wen Wen also left, and I will take you back."

Wen Wen is Yu Congwu's work assistant.He didn't have a personal assistant, and Keith usually did it himself.

Shang Luochen sent him back, which made him very embarrassed.But there was no reason to refuse.

He can't go back by himself...

Poor Yu Congwu, he doesn't have a driver's license.

"Oh……"

All right, I've eaten all the food, so I'm afraid of being alone.Yu Congwu calmly enlightened himself.

He took a sip of water, but almost spit out because of Shang Luochen's words.

Shang Luochen said this: "What did you dream about just now? Why did you call me by my name?"

He stood up quickly, covering his mouth and blushing.

"What dream, what dream, nothing! Who called you! I dreamed of my brother, what is your business!"

Want to cover up.

Shang Luochen patted the person's back to comfort him, and patted off the water droplets on the blanket.He then smiled helplessly.

"I'm just teasing you...don't choke."

After finally slowing down, Yu Congwu glared at him again, continued to drink water, and didn't want to talk.

After a while, Yu Congwu said softly.

"I dreamed about the old house..."