non fatal temptation

Cheng Lan didn't go to work today, he wanted to accompany his little lover to make up for the time he was not around these few weeks.

It just so happened that Xi Wanfeng had no class today, so the two of them went to the supermarket together to buy some household items.

This is the two people's favorite time, buying and purchasing the necessities of life together, toothpaste, roll paper, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, these smallest things can bring Xi Wanfeng a great sense of satisfaction, this is his The person he loves the most, this is the life he wants the most, and it's just right by his hand.

"By the way, I haven't thanked Mingxu for the traffic accident last time. He helped a lot. Let's treat him to a meal."

Cheng Lan chatted while pushing the shopping cart.

Xi Wanfeng subconsciously wanted to refuse, but he knew he shouldn't. According to common sense, he should propose to repay Lan Mingxu's favor, otherwise it would appear that the two of them were too friendly.

"Okay...Okay, you can contact him, I'm free on both weekends." Xi Wanfeng replied calmly.

Cheng Lan looked at the boy and said with a smile, "Send him a message for me."

Xi Wanfeng's heart tightened, what is this, a temptation?Did Cheng Lan notice something?

"I didn't save his mobile phone number. There were too many things at that time, so I didn't remember it."

"Too."

Xi Wanfeng was about to say something more, but Cheng Lan's hand went over his cheek and picked up a pack of pepper powder.After all, I still didn't say it.

After accumulating too much work, Cheng Lan chose to go to the company the next day, which made Xi Wanfeng feel relieved.He sent a WeChat message to Lan Mingxu——

"Cheng Lan wants to invite you to dinner, so push it."

The other end didn't think about typing, and just made a phone call:

"Why push, shouldn't you thank me, you don't miss me at all?"

It was this familiar voice again, with the same playful tone as before.

Xi Wanfeng gritted his teeth with hatred:

"To tell you the truth, don't come."

"I've already agreed, don't make a fuss, it's very unnatural. Are you free during the day, is Cheng Lan with you?" Lan Mingxu sat in the office, tapping his fingers on the desk.

"No, he went to work."

"Take you to eat."

The boy wanted to refuse, but he was surprised that he actually missed that man's joking look, and finally agreed with his lips that opened and closed several times.

At noon they still made an appointment at lonuestro.The man brought a copy of the company's internal documents, and when Xi Wanfeng first arrived, he had already been sitting there ordering food.

"What is this?" Xi Wanfeng looked at the document.

"Hefeng is going to cooperate with the university to hold a design competition. This is the registration process and event planning. It is specially stolen for you. Please take a good look and fill out the registration form and I will take it back." The man still didn't lift his eyelids.

What?Xi Wanfeng was caught off guard.

"I have no experience in competitions! I can't do it..." Xi Wanfeng scratched his head anxiously. "No, who asked you to make up your own mind, and I didn't say that I would participate." I curled my lips.

"You're almost graduating, you don't have any works, and you have almost zero competition experience. If you don't seize the opportunity, are you waiting for the opportunity to come to you?" Lan Mingxu was very serious when it came to matters related to his major. Xi Wanfeng felt fear in his heart.

"But I really..." The boy backed out and was stopped halfway through.

"Why do you think I'm giving you internal information? Don't be ignorant. If you don't win this competition, I'll tell Cheng Lan about our affairs."

Xi Wanfeng slapped the table angrily: "I'll tell you the surname Lan! You fucking dare to say half a word to Cheng Lan, I want you to look good!"

Lan Mingxu raised his eyebrows in disdain:

"Why, why weren't you afraid when you twisted in front of me, and now you want to pick yourself out?"

"It's you who said that nothing happened between us, you picked yourself clean!"

Lan Mingxu stopped talking. He called the waiter, ordered food, straightened his tie, and then said again:

"Don't be angry, I scare you, I'm a little jealous, sorry."

Seeing Lan Mingxu showing weakness, Xi Wanfeng softened with guilt:

"Let's eat…"

The two of them ate their meal absent-mindedly, and in the end it was Lan Mingxu who forcibly chatted about the game to restore the atmosphere.

In the afternoon, the two wanted to watch a new sci-fi movie, and Lan Mingxu suddenly suggested while driving halfway:

"Let's find a private theater." He turned to look at the boy with an ambiguous expression.

They chose the largest room, with big cushions on the floor, and randomly picked out a delicious Italian movie.

"Hey? Why are you locking the door?" Xi Wanfeng sat in the corner, shivering a little.

"What are you talking about, fuck you!"

The man tossed his suit jacket casually.