You chased me back

The next day, Xiang Huailin walked into the company rubbing his waist, and the little assistant hurriedly handed him tea and began to report on today's itinerary:

"Mr. Xiang, you had an appointment with Mr. Zhang from Shenghua for lunch the day before yesterday. Mr. Zhang called back today. Mr. Wang invited you to play in the afternoon and..."

Xiaozhu thought about two pages of paper without blushing or panting, showing that his quality is extraordinary, and when he was done, he handed Xiang Huailin a bunch of keys and said:

"This was given to you by Li Shaolai yesterday."

Xiang Huailin nodded to indicate that he knew, and the little assistant gently led the door out.

Looking at the keys on the table, Xiang Huailin unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth, and said in his heart that Li San'er is ok, and the matter he explained was done so quickly.

After graduating, Xiang Huailin took it for granted to help his family manage the company. He did have talent in this area. After working for 4 years, he mastered a lot of network resources, so he left home and re-registered the company in his own name. Small companies are well organized and quite large.

Although Xiang Huailin's father and eldest brother are important figures in the capital industry, everyone should take care of Xiang Huailin because of this, but no one denies that although Xiang Huailin is young, he acts decisively and has a vicious gaze. A little wrist.

And the apartment he and Zhang Jian are living in now was left by Xiang Huailin's mother. The environment, equipment and property services of the community are nothing to say. Xiang Huailin has lived to his heart's content for so many years, but it is too far away from where Zhang Jian works. Far.

Last month, Xiang Huailin re-purchased an apartment in Zhang Jian's place of work. The high-end residential area that was completed last year has not yet settled down, so it seems to be quiet.

No, Xiang Huailin was in a hurry to ask Zhang Jian for credit after the meeting in the evening.

He drove the car downstairs and saw the lights on at home, and immediately the charming image of Zhang Jian in home clothes bowing his head and chopping vegetables appeared in his mind.

Xiang Huailin laughed twice, took out his mobile phone and dialed Zhang Jian's number. After a while, Zhang Jian's gentle voice came from the other end of the phone, but the words were not very gentle:

"Xiang Huailin, my rice is already in the pot. How dare you come back and try it."

Xiang Huailin twitched the corner of his mouth with black lines all over his face, and said:

"Eat it, who says you don't want to eat it, but it's not now, you quickly put away the work in your hand, I will take you to see something good, go downstairs quickly, don't change your clothes."

"You mean you're downstairs now?"

"Yeah, hurry up, don't leave ink marks, parking is not allowed here."

Zhang Jian came down after a while, and sure enough she was still wearing house clothes, no matter how virtuous or pleasing she looked, the more she looked at Xiang Huailin, the more comfortable she became, completely unaware that she was smiling like a fool with white teeth.

Zhang Jian got in the car, turned his eyes straight at Xiang Huailin, who was silly and happy, and couldn't help laughing and sarcastic:

"Have you harvested your mouth and teeth, it's not so sour to just grin like this." He said and put on the full belt.

Looking back, I saw Xiang Huailin driving the car with one hand and propping his head on the other, his exquisite and handsome side face was as beautiful as a painting under the colorful street lights.

But Zhang Jian couldn't care less about admiring the picture of the beautiful woman's car now. He sighed helplessly, and leaned closer to Xiang Huailin, wrapping his slender arms around Xiang Huailin's chest as if he was half-circling the man in his arms, feeling the The person inside was visibly stiff, suppressed a smile, and tried to say seriously:

"How many times I told you when I drove the seat belt when I drove, I had to beat you to listen." He said with a buckle on his seat belt, and then sat back in his position.

Xiang Huailin actually blushed slightly, but his mouth was still sophistry:

"Is it on? It's on. Your words and mine seem to be listening to me? Didn't I forget it when I was happy to see you today? There is absolutely no such thing in normal times."

Zhang Jian looked at Xiang Huailin's serious side face, and couldn't help thinking depressingly that this man always coaxed herself like a woman, and every time he did something wrong, he would get very nervous before he forced a confession, dammit He really thinks of himself as his wife, obviously he is the one on the bed.

But Zhang Jian has to admit that he really likes Xiang Huailin's rascal look of "whatever my baby says" when he coaxed him.

When they arrived at the newly bought apartment, Zhang Jian was a little dazed. Seeing Xiang Huailin cheerfully holding the key to open the door, he already knew why Xiang Huailin brought him here.

The house has more than 300 square meters, two floors, simple European decoration, and a very cozy small fireplace in the dining room.

Xiang Huailin took Zhang Jian's hand and walked around while talking:

"Okay, that kid Li Yuchuan has a couple of times, it's arranged like that, this book is not in vain, to be honest, it's the first time for me to come here today, hehe, it's good, it's good...it should be yesterday Finished, let's move here next month when the smell of formaldehyde clears up, let's go to the mall this weekend to pick up some daily necessities..."

It would be a lie to say that I am not moved, but our Zhang Xiaogong always likes to talk about him when he is awkward, and he is so moved that he is dying, but what he says is:

"You don't care too much, Li Yuchuan cleaned up this room, and he picked the furniture, too."

"No, I chose the inner mattress myself."

Xiang Huailin raised his chin to the enlarged double bed in the bedroom, and winked at Zhang Jian meaningfully, Zhang Jian's heart was moved by the way his mouth was raised, he bent down, picked him up and threw him into Xiang Huai In the Simmons mattress Lin picked out himself.

Xiang Huailin exclaimed unpreparedly, and was immediately crushed by Zhang Jian.

Zhang Jian pressed against his forehead, rubbed his waist gently through Xiang Huailin's expensive shirt, pecked Xiang Huailin's soft lips and said in a hoarse voice

"Then I shall reward you well."

Xiang Huailin raised his head and kissed Zhang Jian's beautiful chin, which was a rare rejection:

"Hey, let's go back and do it today. The smell of formaldehyde in this room must be poisoned."

Of course Zhang Jian knew that Xiang Huailin bought this house for his convenience at work, but for some reason, he just wanted to hear Xiang Huailin say it himself, so he reached out and squeezed Xiang Huailin's chin and asked:

"Why did you buy this place? It's a bit far from your company."

As if knowing what Zhang Jian was thinking, Xiang Huailin laughed, put his hands around Zhang Jian's neck and said:

"As long as it's close to where you work. Why, I finally feel guilty. I told you that you came to work here. The salary is indispensable. You and we can travel in the same car. It's such a low-carbon and environmentally friendly thing."

Xiang Huailin also said that he knew that Zhang Jian was arrogant and thin-skinned, and it was inevitable that there would be gossip in his workplace. He didn't care about Xiang Huailin, but Zhang Jian was a shameless person, so he asked Zhang Jian twice. If Jane didn't agree, he didn't force it.

Zhang Jian buried her head in Xiang Huailin's neck, sniffed the warm and clean breath of his skin and the tobacco smell mixed with perfume, and said softly:

"Thank you."

Xiang Huailin smiled contentedly, and said in an insatiable way:

"What I want to hear is I love you, husband."

Zhang Jian smiled lowly: "Be virtuous."