lover relationship

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The two of them took the special elevator downstairs, and Lin Wei pressed the second floor, which is the underground parking lot of Jianan.

Sang Ye smiled and said, "Will you go to your house tonight?"

Lin Wei glanced at him with a smile in his eyes, more or less ambiguous.

We're all grown-ups, it's so boring to have a meal just after seeing each other if we haven't seen each other for more than a week.

"Okay, although I don't know what's good about it, but after all, we are still seven flowers on a vine." Sang Ye was extremely dissatisfied with the progress of their current relationship situation. Which of his previous lovers didn't go straight to the point ?Now I actually slow down to watch cartoons and become a gourd baby. How old is he, what kind of kindergarten does he go to!

Sang Ye followed Lin Wei downstairs, Boss Lin changed his car, and the blue Pagani was as boring as he was.

He is wearing a suit that matches the color of the car today. Thin stripes hang down from his stiff shoulders, close at the waistline, and then slowly open to the hem. The dark blue tie was worn by him when he got into the car. Loosen and take it off, like opening some kind of seal, turning him from an abstinent boss into a gentlemanly and elegant lover.

Lin Wei's gestures are full of nobility, different from Sang Ye's frivolous exaggeration, his exaggeration is rigorous and restrained.

If Sang Ye had to describe it, he would probably say: "Heh, a man with an aura of vibes."

A restaurant with a warm style, the large banquet hall is enough for a small and medium-sized enterprise to hold an annual meeting with rich drinks, but at this time only one set of tables and chairs is placed.

Gentleman Lin Wei stepped forward to pull out the chair for Sang Ye, and when Sang Ye sat down, he smiled and said, "Hey - you make me very scared."

"Why?" Lin Wei sat opposite him.

"It's always me who sits the baby, and I'm not a lady who needs care." Sang Ye said.

Lin Wei smiled lightly, with some cunning in his eyes.

As the chefs and waiters came to serve the dishes, the band on one side of the banquet hall sounded notes, the night flowed on the piano, a gust of wind blew on the strings of the violin, and stars fell on the wind instruments.

Caspian Sevruga caviar, apricot puree and celery jelly, cold-seared salmon, filet mignon cooked with autumn truffles, sweet pudding topped with citrus-flavored meringue.

The dishes served one by one are very delicious, and the service staff are considerate, and they know what he is going to do almost as soon as Sang Ye raises his hand.

There are several tulips waiting to bloom in the vase on the dining table. The cold fragrant white and soft pink match, which makes people want to talk about a sweet love.

Sang Ye didn't eat much, so after eating for a while, he looked at the flowers and asked with a smile, "Isn't this the flowering period of tulips?"

The foreman explained: "These are Mondeo and Angelica brought in by air from the Turkeku family in Konya, Turkey. They have a special cultivation greenhouse there, and they can bloom beautiful tulips all year round."

"Flowers that are not in flowering period are always more fragile." Sang Ye gently scratched the petals with the back of his finger. The texture of the plant was so soft that it seemed to break when touched. He looked at Lin Wei and said with a smile, "This flower is indeed beautiful, I can imagine Why were the Dutch in the 17th century crazy about him? When I was in France, I went to a family garden that specialized in planting flowers. There was a whole flower field in front of their manor, but they didn’t grow tulips. Do you know why?”

"Why?" Lin Wei helped him cut up the steak on the dinner plate and handed it back to him.

Sang Ye said "Thank you" and said with a smile: "Because in 1608 their ancestors exchanged jewels worth 12 francs for a tulip bulb. The jewels were the relics of the grandmother of the owner at that time. The ancestors of the prodigal family borrowed usury loans, which finally led to the downturn of the family, and it was not until the 60s seized the good time for post-war revival that it completely turned around."

"So they don't grow tulips anymore?" Lin said.

"Yes," Sang Ye smiled and blinked, "beauty misleads the country, he still refers to tulips as 'the dress of a noble lady', and specially learned a Chinese saying 'heroes are sad and beautiful people pass' to evaluate his ancestors. "

Sang Ye smiled with starry eyes: "But I still found out that he secretly planted a tulip and put it in his study, cherishing it like the rose in a vacuum box in Beauty and the Beast. I asked him, do you Don’t grow tulips? He said, I committed the same crime as my ancestors!”

The foreman and service staff on the side slightly covered their lips, amused by the exaggerated and vivid language and body expressions he deliberately learned. The dramatic colors hit his white suit like a beam of light, dyeing him vivid and vivid.The nightingale flapped her wings and stood on the top of the tree proudly puffing out her chest, holding her breath and singing happily.

Lin Wei also laughed.

Sang Ye didn't like the dessert at the end, so he politely took a small bite of the pudding.

The red wine glass made a crisp sound, and the liquid slipped into his throat as if a ribbon was about to wear him. Lin Wei wiped his lips gracefully and then stood up. As soon as the movement changed, the violin disappeared behind the scenes, and the pianist's fingers Beating rhythmically, the very familiar waltz kisses the temples of Sang Ye, followed by the melodious sound of the saxophone.

Sang Ye wiped his mouth and looked at Lin Wei, Lin Wei bent down and held out his hand to him: "Can I have this honor?"

The service staff next to them looked at the two of them with a smile, and Sang Ye said, "Are you dancing the girl's step?"

Lin Wei wanted to pull him up, but Sang Ye didn't move, so Lin Wei asked him tentatively, "You let me?"

"I don't know what kind of idea you're thinking of?" Sang Ye said with a smile, "At the ball, only women's requests can't be refused."

Lin Wei still held his hand, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "Okay, it's up to you."

Only then did Sang Ye kiss the back of his hand and stood up to salute: "My honor, beautiful lady."

The waiter behind him laughed softly.

There is not much difference in height between them, and they actually seemed a little uncoordinated and strange when dancing, but the person concerned didn't care, but was very excited.

Sang Ye's hand on Lin Wei's back was polite and did not move, but the palm of his hand was still hot.