lover relationship

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However, Liang Congdao soon found out that his position was embarrassing. The little Jiujiu of the business and administrative staff was like a long roundworm coiled in his stomach, but there was no pen and ink to eat in his stomach.The two young talents in front of him were like two completely different roads in the yellow forest. Liang Congdao began to seriously reflect on why he wanted to set foot at the same time.

"The livelihood of the poor comes from the luxury of the rich, pomp breeds poverty, sin gives bread to the masses. The crows feed on the gnats and flies on the wrecks and eat them in turn. We are the same as the crows. Tertiary estate Trading services for money, buying and selling pleasure and pleasure, and cashing in on sensual desires is no different than whores, we're all bustards—ah, take it easy baby! My bones are cracking!"

Sang Ye was lying on a special massage bed to receive a Thai massage. The exquisitely carved small pavilion looked a bit ethereal after being steamed by the dense water vapor next to it. However, this ethereal temperament was overwhelmed by the overly exquisite decoration and fell back to the ground. .

The female technician blushed when she was called a baby by Sang Ye. After all, who doesn't like young talents?

Lin Wei praised him casually: "Mr. Sang's words are very interesting."

The meaning of perfunctory is clearly on the face, even the decoration is not needed, and the rough house is looked down upon like a bah bah.

Sang Ye shamelessly went down the slope immediately: "Where is it? It's not as interesting as Boss Lin."

Lin Wei smiled mercilessly and said, "That's what I mean."

"Hey, you are so disrespectful!" Sang Ye lay on the bed and lifted his chin. Lin Wei poured red wine into Liang Congdao's goblet. Sang Ye said slowly, "Not only is it disrespectful, but it's also not meaningful! Call you together I don’t soak in the hot springs, and I don’t ask you to have a massage together. What’s the matter, are you afraid that I won’t be able to afford the honorable seat? Anyway, I’m also your platinum member.”

Soak your feet in the warm shallow water pool, and the small fish that eat horny will scratch your toes curled up regardless of the smell. Liang Congdao's scalp is loose after just soaking in the hot spring. After all, Sangye doesn't plan to talk to him about business in front of Lin Wei. He also relaxed, provocatively and said with a smile: "Mr. Sang has a problem with Boss Lin? Why do you still call him Boss Lin interesting?"

"How dare I have an opinion?" Sang Ye smiled with two points of ambiguity and three points of playfulness, "It is only interesting if it is not interesting. I have heard a lot of flattery. Now I like Boss Lin who is so real and does business with such a person. , One is one, two is two, what a pleasure. Some people ask you to borrow 500 million, but they want to borrow [-]. It’s uncomfortable, it’s better to open your mouth at the beginning, borrow more at the beginning and use the time value of money to roll a profit, it’s more annoying.”

"Sang is always a straightforward person." Lin Wei's eyes were sharp and slender, and he squinted slightly to look shrewd and abstinent, "But in the business field, you still have to make three decisions, and you can fight every step of the way to catch him."

"Ahaha," Sang Ye said with a smile, "Boss Lin is a cultural person, but I am not. I grew up abroad. What is 'standing and loving'? It was when I stood there and saw you for the first time, I was right. Did you fall in love at first sight?"

Although Liang Congdao had just returned from abroad, he also heard from Su He's friends that this little Mr. Sang who had just returned to China was mentioned. The surprise was not that he was gay, but that he said it so blatantly.

Lin Wei raised his glass to Sang Ye indifferently: "I can't afford it, Mr. Sang fell in love wrongly."

This hypocritical gentleman glanced at Liang Congdao quickly, and then quickly turned his eyes away when he met Liang Congdao's eyes, as if he was so uncomfortable and shy, and sighed quietly: "Emotions can't be wishful thinking."

Although Liang Congdao had also heard about Lin Wei's gossip, Lin Wei was too strict, and he didn't dress like a gay.Most people's prejudice against gay still exists in leggings, flirty bag and killer, as well as men who tend to be feminine. Comparing Sang Ye and Lin Wei in this respect, Lin Wei is a straight man, at least he pretends to be very picture.

Coupled with Lin Wei's scheming in speaking skills, and Liang Congdao's slight prejudice and rejection of the gay community in his mind - he is not willing to believe that the outstanding young man in front of him is gay - Liang Congdao heard from Lin Wei's words "He seems to have thoughts about my daughter."

Sang Ye rolled his eyes, and when Director Liang got up from the fish pond and was about to go for a massage, Sang Ye raised his middle finger at Lin Wei.

Lin Wei almost laughed out loud when he saw it, and accepted Sang Ye's evaluation blatantly and shamelessly, and smiled back.

There can be two tigers in one mountain, and the appearance of Lin Wei broke the negotiation. At least he was present, and Sang Ye would never have a business discussion with Liang Congdao, although Sang Ye had no intention of discussing business affairs with Liang Congdao.He is naked|naked hedonism.

But after all, Lin Wei appeared, and the longer he appeared, the more unfavorable it would be for Sang Ye.

So quickly, Sang Ye proposed to take Liang Ju to a "good place" instead of Zhang Luming and Ye Xiaoru's "good place".

This proposal made Director Liang immediately think of the phrase "with whom" he asked with a smile before, and the man's inferiority has to be concealed in front of respectable people, saying, "Isn't that good?"

"There's nothing wrong with food and sex. Otherwise, why didn't Venus with a broken arm wear a bellyband, and the statue of David didn't put him on holiday beach pants? Naked is not a statue, it's art, and evil is not Words are ideas. Jin Ping Mei was listed as a banned book mainly because of criticizing politics. Appreciation is not a crime, art should be free!" Sang Ye tried to ask Lin Wei, "How about it, does Boss Lin want to go with us? ?”

There are peach blossoms in March in Sangye's eyes, and he blinked, as if full of unscrupulous spring charm.

Lin Wei listened to his nonsense and nonsense about art with great interest, and found it interesting.

Although Sang Ye asked him that, everyone knew that Lin Wei's answer would be refusal.

After all, Boss Lin is a decent person, and he won't be as shameless as Sang Ye.

When saying goodbye, Sang Ye was a step behind everyone, and met with him, Boss Lin, alone under the pretext of freeing up memory.

Sang Ye, who is dressed up, looks like a dog, but his core remains the same, no matter how you look at it, he looks like a playboy.

"Boss Lin always surprises me," Sang Ye said, "You still want to hook up with other people's daughters, you really are a prostitute who sells her lust."

There was no one else around at the moment, facing the opponent, Lin Wei rekindled the war with his belligerent mentality, and said in a low voice: "The old bustard, Lao Zhu Huang, a matchmaker mole, only sells her daughter and not her body."

This was too coquettish, Sang Ye was taken aback for a moment, then leaned against the wall with his arms folded and smiled, his waist was bent: "No, what's the matter with you? You are not too boring. I want to feel that you are interested in me."

Lin Wei glanced at him coldly and remained silent.

Sang Ye stepped forward and said with a low laugh, "Hey, it's not really interesting, is it?"

He was very frank: "Anyway, I think you are quite to my liking, so I just ask, Brother Zhi, are you 0.5?"

Lin Wei became even colder. He lowered his head and gave him a sideways glance: "No, I'm 1/2."

1/2, out of two people, he is only 1.

"All right," Sang Ye clicked his tongue unhappily, "Bye bye, brother."

The author has something to say: "Your Majesty, don't you know that the livelihood of the poor comes from the luxury of the rich? Your pomp has nourished us, and your sins have given us bread. It is bitter to work for a harsh master, but there is no master It makes you work harder for him. Do you think the crows will feed us?" - Oscar Wilde, The Nightingale and the Rose

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