lover relationship

·

Ferdinand had never been stingy with Sangye's expenses, and he didn't care how crazy Sangye was during the time when he was still a child, and he only paid for his nonsense by adhering to the responsibility of a guardian.But this is not what Sang Ye wants.

He likes to be more crazy, to be watched, to be provoked, to be held tight, but he can escape at any time. Lin Wei has a saying that is right, the former lovers are too tasteless for him, so be more vicious and possess him If he is bitten by the throat, grinds his teeth and sucks blood, he can still laugh and tell the other party to fuck off, that's enough.

The plane arrived in New Orleans, the temperature was only 27 degrees in the bright summer sun, and it was very comfortable. Kuwano was wearing printed white T jeans, pink reflective sunglasses with a metal frame, a baseball cap buttoned up, a cross-body bag on the chest, and a whistle in the pocket. With a small suitcase, he familiarly took a taxi to the hotel where Ferdinand was staying.

Ferdinand's complaints on the phone are just complaints, he will not miss any of the work he should do, and calling Sang Ye is just asking him to share the social burden. , Playful partner, can block a lot of trouble for Ferdinand.

They used to be like this when they were in France, and because of this, Sang Ye developed an unscrupulous face of talking nonsense when talking about people, but not telling the truth.

It wasn't until he gradually expanded the scale of the investment bank that the friendly and cooperative relationship between him and Ferdinand became dull, and he gradually didn't care much about Ferdinand's affairs.

The reason is a bit complicated. Although the family background of Sang Ye's maternal grandmother is not too small, but there are many brothers and sisters on his maternal grandmother's side.

And Ferdinand's mother is a real lady, not a blood relative after all, Sang Ye thinks that he can grow up beside his grandfather, and that he is happy enough to have such an uncle who can't teach people but only throws away money.His grandmother was very kind to him, very kind, but it was a matter of profit, so he didn't want to touch it.

He had been in touch with Ferdinand's business before he started his own company, but he had always looked like a dandy and never intervened in more in-depth matters.

Ferdinand should have known about Sang Ye's careful thinking, but the wise man never said it clearly. All he could do was to help this nephew as much as possible and take care of him.

But it is clear that Ferdinand has little experience and knowledge of the word "care". He himself is a child who was fed sugar and love and grew up. Emotionally, he tends to take it for granted that Sang Ye is the same.

What's more, Sang Ye's performance is too brilliant, which makes Ferdinand always feel that his lovely nephew is innocent, cute, innocent, loves to laugh and make troubles, and will not grow up.Ferdinand brutally and straightforwardly satisfied all the material conditions of Sang Ye, and did not realize more demands of Sang Ye.

Lying on his back on the big bed in the hotel, Sang Ye didn't even take off his shoes, and gnawed on a plate of small fried fish.Ferdinand had golden-brown curly hair, and his black eyes pressed down on his finely crafted face, showing helplessness from the smile lines at the end of his eyes: "San, you are so sloppy."

Sang Ye snorted: "I'm greedy."

Ferdinand said nervously, "What else do you want to eat, uncle will buy it!"

Sang Ye smiled and said, "I want to eat sweet bean curd, the kind sold by Aunt Liu at the foot of Mianshan Mountain."

"..." Ferdinand, "You're being naughty again."

Sang Ye got up from the bed, put the little fried fish on the bedside table and wiped his hands: "I'm not five and a half years old, it's weird that you use the word naughty to describe me, okay?"

"You were very young when I first met you, only 14 years old." Ferdinand followed Sang Ye up and down, and Sang Ye corrected him: "You are 15 years old."

"Well, I'm 15 years old," Ferdinand chirped. "I just went to see my sister when we first met. I just said a few words to her, and you punched me when you came up."

Sang Ye jumped: "That's because you are kissing my mother's hand!"

"The back of the hand!" Ferdinand shouted, "This is the etiquette baby! At that time, I thought to myself, what a cute little boy! He is so sensible and considerate, at most he is a little mischievous."

Sang Ye didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "It's just 'a little naughty' to punch you? What kind of masochistic tendencies do you have?"

Ferdinand said seriously: "You didn't know me at the time, and it was a normal reaction to protect your mother. From that moment on, I decided to agree to your mother's wish to protect you. I really hope that I can meet all your requirements, provided that I need to know what it is. So sweet beans...flowers, are they beans or flowers? I don't know what it is! I'm ashamed of my sister's expectations! Forgive uncle, baby! Besides, where is Mianshan?"

"..."

Sang Ye was always tortured by this uncle until he was speechless. Ferdinand was always so innocent and enthusiastic in life. He inherited the romance of the French and even sent him a beautiful bouquet of flowers when he entered the door. He likes red wine and small fried fish.

His personality is exactly the same as that of Ferdinand in the matter of talking too much, laughing and gossip, but Ferdinand is more talkative than him. Except for work and some sad things, Ferdinand I can babble all day long, and I can boast that my nephew does not repeat the same pattern. The lines have already been directed to the family Afghan dog, Daji, and I have rehearsed it thousands of times without hitting a single stumbling block.

Of course, Sang Ye was not to be outdone, and every time Ferdinand said something, he would ask him back: "Does Aunt Future know that you are so wordy?"

"You actually dislike me for being long-winded, I'm not old yet baby!"

"I heard that she is very beautiful. When are you going to bring her home? Get married this year and have a baby next year, hold them in three years, and be a twin. I believe you will be a good father!"

"..." Ferdinand burst into tears in New Orleans, "You have grown up, and uncle can't control you and is no longer your guardian. You have to live a good life alone, you know?" Then he walked out of the room without looking back, He ran away.

Sang Ye took a day off and walked in this unique American city. Beignet and poor man sandwiches were sold in the tavern. The saxophonic voice was like flowing black chocolate sauce, wrapping around the city like silk, caressing everyone's shoulders .

There are always bands performing on Bobben Street, New Orleans traditional jazz styles are diverse, the city is like a melting pot, the bass is smelted, the banjo is broken into pieces, the black flute and the trombone compete, and the saxophone is slow In a flash, your ears and heart will be melted away without anyone noticing.

Blues, dance music, hymns, joy and liveliness all night free, life and sentiment clinked crisply.

Sang Ye finally got his violin, took the violin to the bar and drank two glasses until the lights flickered, illuminating the city. There are French hypocrisy and Spanish gorgeousness here, and the breath of South American aristocrats is played by the black brothers with a strong accent. to an age of freedom.

More restrained than indulgent and restrained, more free and easy than romantic, Sang Ye opened the piano box in time, moved his body gently to the music, and then put the bow——

"Fritzel'sEuropeanJazzPub is said to be the oldest jazz bar here..."

"But there are so many people...too many people."

"I didn't expect it to be so lively," the speaker covered his mouth, "and even cheated the boss."

The other also said in a low voice: "So why did we invite Mr. Lin to come together... It's just, I'm so nervous!"

The two girls held hands and stole a glance at Lin Wei, both blushing.

"That's not team building...creating opportunities...Can you usually see Boss Lin's face so close?"

The girl's family clenched their fists and cheered like a star chasing fan, shed tears at the meeting: "The boss is handsome and crying my face every minute!"

The voice of this sentence was a bit loud, and the male colleagues next to them coughed one after another, feeling that not only did they not relax under the pressure of the boss, but they were crushed and wanted to cry without tears.

Mr. Fang Xian, Lin Wei's private secretary, had a cold poker face, but wiped his sweat and tears in his heart, and said in his heart: You have no chance!Our family's little cabbage was taken away by the rascals of the Sang family long ago!

Lin Wei's temperament is not in harmony with Boben Street, but it is very mixed here, and it is not surprising that there are various styles, and it will only attract more attention because of his uniqueness.

The elegance and sharpness of the oriental face are enhanced to the extreme in the rambunctious jazz. The temperament is a kind of mysterious magnetic field. Even the male compatriots who are envious or jealous in their hearts can't help but follow their eyes and sigh that the loss is not wronged.

Walking past the floor tiles engraved with ROYAL, their elegant leading footsteps suddenly paused, and everyone involuntarily followed him, followed his line of sight, and landed on a street band.

They were still wondering how Mr. Lin, with his laid-back and boring attitude all the way, suddenly became interested in street bands. Seeing their elegant boss loosen his tie, he pursed his mouth as if he was finally relieved. He secretly bent over, and finally couldn't hold back his head and let out a laugh.

The employees had never seen Mr. Lin who was always indifferent smiling. Even if he smiled before, it was mostly a sneer. With the sentence "do it again", it became a nightmare in the workplace.

The girls were dumbfounded. They all looked at Lin Wei's secretary, Fang Xian, and found that their square queen was also twitching in surprise.

Lin Wei turned his head and said softly to them: "Go and play by yourself, I have something to do."

No one dared to speak and no one dared to ask. Lin Wei was in a great mood and raised his eyebrows: "This time, all the expenses of the team building will be paid to my private account, and personal expenses will also be reported."

Everyone was shocked, and before the shock was over, Fang Xian was the first to recognize Sang Ye, who was playing the violin in the band, and immediately caught a breath of Night Breeze in his throat, coughed for a long time, and urged everyone to walk around quickly.

A group of people are still baffled, and the male compatriots are all relieved. The girls did not understand the situation, but they were dazzled by the news of "personal expenses reimbursement", and they wished to kill the CBD from the French area now. The vigorous and resolute fashion of women returning to the workplace stretched out their slender fingers to the shelves and said "it's all covered"!

Lin Wei thought they were leaving too slowly, so he frowned slightly, Fang Xian immediately urged, packed up the group of people and took them away.

On the way to hell, the little girl inadvertently glanced at the rearview mirror of the car parked by the side of the road. In the colorful halo, she saw their family Mr. Lin picking out a bright red rose in the flower shop next to him, bending over and putting it on the table. In the keg in front of the violinist in the orchestra.

The little girl gasped, and pinched the hand of her best friend next to her: "Oh my god... am I dreaming..."

When Sang Ye raised his head, he also thought he was dreaming. No matter how he thought about it, he never expected to meet Lin Wei on Boben Street!Lin Wei, that fussy bastard who seems to have a cleanliness, does he seem to be someone who would go to bars and listen to jazz on Boben Street!This is crazy!

Sang Ye originally planned to make a gorgeous appearance at the banquet, but the romantic encounter always caught people off guard, and he swore he was only here for fun!He is not prepared at all!

The red rose and the black gentleman's stick stopped in front of him, and the moment the sound of the chords became dull, Lin Wei grabbed the back of his neck and kissed him.

How crazy!

The author has something to say: —————

Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the [grenade]: 1 mouse;

Thanks to the little angel who cast [Mine]: Qiqian? 1;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!