After bankruptcy, I was pampered by the boss

Yu Jing was speechless for a while, then hesitantly stared at his toes, thinking that he could delay it as long as possible.

It’s not that I didn’t want my roommate to meet Yi Zongyu, it’s just that I felt it was too awkward, and at that time I told everything about the two of them in the dormitory.

If they really met, he always felt that Chen Ce would automatically put himself in Chen Ce's shoes and would definitely imagine those things.

"Why haven't you come yet?" Chen Ce clasped his hands and complained, "I think you met a scumbag who doesn't care about you at all."

“…I think he’s busy.”

"Yu Jing."

The man's voice frightened him and he raised his head to meet the pair of dark eyes.

Yi Zongyu probably didn't go to the company today. Yu Jing looked at him.

A pure black sweatshirt with a black and gray patchwork jacket on the outside, and looking up at that very spectacular face.

Who can tell that this man is almost thirty years old.

Yu Jing began to secretly become obsessed with her.

Chen Ce was stunned when he looked at Yi Zongyu. He thought he was a gentle old man wearing glasses, but he didn't expect that he was completely different from what he imagined.

The person in front of him was estimated to be about 1.9 meters tall, with sharp black eyes and an angular face, giving him an aggressive appearance.

I thought his age was a disadvantage, but I didn't expect that his calmness was the icing on the cake.

"This is the one I told you about." Yu Jing introduced Chen Ce, "Who is that?"

"Oh, okay, okay." Chen Ce greeted with a smile, "I'm Yu Jing's roommate, Chen Ce."

Yi Zongyou stretched out his hand and shook his hand. "Hello, I'm his boyfriend, Yi Zongyou."

After saying that, he glanced at Yu Jing calmly, as if he was dissatisfied with the word "that person" he had just introduced.

I waited in the car for a long time, watching him dawdling at the school gate and not coming over. There was a boy standing next to him who came close to him and said a few words from time to time, and in the end I ended up being labeled "that guy".

Who is deceiving whom?

Yu Jing's earlobes immediately turned red, and he pushed Yi Zongyu's arm.

"Let's go."

Finally, the two people got into the car with Chen Ce looking sad.

"Yu Jing."

"What's wrong?" Yu Jing answered while fastening his seat belt.

"It seems to me that your roommate doesn't know about our relationship." Yi Zongyu looked at him, "What do you think?"

Yu Jing shook his head. “He knows.”

"I can't tell." Yi Zongyu was obviously unhappy and was still brooding over what he said.

Yu Jing tugged at his sleeve as usual and asked gently, "What's wrong with you?"

"I'm not happy anymore."

"why?"

"think it yourself."

Yi Zongyu didn't even start the car, but just leaned back in his seat and looked at him.

Yu Jing went over the conversation in his mind, but didn't find anything wrong. After thinking it over, he only came up with one solution.

He unbuckled his seat belt, held onto Yi Zongyu's legs and slowly moved closer, then kissed the man on the jaw, looking obedient.

"I'm sorry, don't be unhappy."

Yi Zongyou lowered his eyes and looked at him for a while, "Give him a few more kisses."

Yu Jing blushed and kissed him on the corner of his mouth again. Just as she was about to step back, Yi Zongyu grabbed her neck and pushed her in front of him the next second.

He stared at Yu Jing's rosy lips for a while, and then whispered:

"That's not enough."

The soft tongue wrapped around and sucked, carrying the man's cold breath and faint woody scent, which smelled very good. Yu Jing was obsessed with kissing Yi Zongyu and liked to get closer and closer to him.

The warm hand reached under his clothes, and Yu Jing's whole body trembled. He felt as if an electric current was flowing through the place where it was touched, which made him feel numb and tingling, and as hot as surging magma.

His face flushed and he slowly put his arms around Yi Zongyu's neck.

Yu Jing was soon out of breath from the kiss, his breathing became disordered, and he had to turn his head to breathe. There were tears in his eyes, making him look pitiful and innocent.

The hands grasped his waist and rubbed it slowly. Yi Zongyou opened his eyes slightly, bit his red earlobe, and said in a low voice:

"My waist is so soft."

Yu Jing felt an awkward shyness that was difficult to conceal, and his head felt a little dizzy. He buried his face in Yi Zongyu's shoulder and rubbed it.

"do not be unhappy."

"Yeah." Yi Zongyou kissed the side of his neck again, "Be good, tell others that I'm your boyfriend in the future."

Yu Jing nodded, "Okay, then what am I to you?"

"Baby."

Yi Zongyu's voice was low, as if he was suppressing his emotions.

Yu Jing felt a slow sweetness in his heart, and smiled with his eyebrows curved, "Okay."

In the bar where the neon lights had faded, Xue Feihan leaned back on the soft leather sofa, looked at the person opposite him, and took a sip of wine.

"I thought you would never appear in front of me in this life."

"Does your family own this bar?" The man said indifferently, "This is the booth I reserved. Please leave."

There was another thin boy sitting in the corner of the booth sofa. He was very scared, but he kept pouring glass after glass of wine.

Xue Feihan smiled, still looking as frivolous as ever.

"I'm sorry, this bar is really opened by me. It's a small business for my family."

Xu Tingbo said calmly, "No wonder business is so bad when you treat customers like this."

It’s not that business is bad today, but before Xue Feihan sat here, Ethan had already asked people to clear the tables in this area.

"Yeah, it's terrible." Xue Feihan smiled while holding the wine glass, "Then why did you come? Do you want to meet me by chance?"

Xu Tingbo glanced at the boy who kept drinking, and his gaze fell back on Xue Feihan.

"It would make you feel very accomplished to embarrass a hostess, right?"

"Not really." Xue Feihan said innocently, "I saw that he liked to drink with others, so I just treated him to a drink."

Xu Tingbo really didn't want to bother with him any more, so he stood up and walked out.

He hadn't taken two steps when someone grabbed his wrist and dragged him back. Xue Feihan threw him on the sofa, still smiling.

"Don't waste your booth, it's expensive."

"Are you sick?" Xu Tingbo frowned, broke free from his hand, and slapped Xue Feihan hard.

"Do not touch me."

Xue Feihan licked the corner of his mouth and tasted the strong smell of blood. Instead of getting angry, he smiled and approached Xu Tingbo and whispered:

"It's not like I haven't touched it before. It's a bit late for you to talk about it now."

"Whatever you say." Xu Tingbo looked at him with a normal expression, "I don't care at all."

Looking at his back, Xue Feihan put away the smile on his face, took out his cell phone and dialed the number.