fishing cliff

Luo Xin felt light all over his body, as if he had been reborn, and wanted to float upwards, but fortunately Yan Zong hugged him tightly, so he could continue to stay in the world.

The two cuddled together for a long while, but Yan Zong proposed to go back first: "I almost forgot and asked other people to come out to find you, so go back early."

The knot in Luo Xin's heart that had been suppressed for a long time was easily resolved, and after crying intermittently for a long time, he had already lost his strength, so he nodded weakly, and slowly walked back like a piece of sugar cake stuck to Yan Zong's body.

When I met Nie Heng unexpectedly after walking halfway, Nie Heng breathed a sigh of relief, and opened his mouth to teach him a few words, but seeing the two of them, he felt disappointed and bored, so he said dryly: "It's okay. Just fine."

Instead of reprimanding or educating, he made Luo Xin ashamed, apologized and promised not to do it again.

Yang Jing and Jiang Rou had already returned to the building, and they didn't say much when they saw the three of them coming back together, but the meal became more and more silent at night, and the slightest unnatural atmosphere lingered around the table, and the expressions and thoughts of the five people were hidden in it , even more unclear.

After returning to the room at night, Yan Zong took half of the water from the washbasin, soaked a towel and applied Luo Xin's eyes. "It's a pity that in the cellar... It would be better if I could get some ice to use."

The cool water made the soreness in the eyes slowly dissipate, but Luo Xin felt that it did not disappear, but turned to the chest, as if it could burst out at any time.

The two of them had washed their bodies once before eating, Yan Zong took away the towel and put it aside casually, stroked Luo Xin's eyes gently with his fingers, slid all the way down the bridge of the nose, and pressed slightly when passing by the lips. Remember, before he could react, he grabbed his chin and lifted it up a little, leaned over and pressed it down.

Lips and teeth intertwined, and the sound of tut-tsk made people blush and heartbeat, Yan Zong only felt that Luo Xin's soft and smooth lips were too kissable, so he simply crushed them wantonly, making them deformed.

"Hmm..." Luo Xin's heart was beating like a drum, and the scarcity of experience was the most uncontrollable. He eagerly opened a gap, expecting the other party to enter. Yan Zong let out a deep smile, stretching out as Luo Xin wanted Pushing his tongue out, he greeted another hot and shy little thing, and they fell apart with one touch.

Luo Xin struggled as if electrocuted, hummed in dissatisfaction, and boldly chased him out to persuade him to stay. Yan Zong slightly raised his head, saw the tip of his pink tongue exposed in the air, opened his mouth and dragged it into his mouth to play with, and within a short while Luo Xin I felt dizzy, and wanted to push the person covering my body away for a while.

Of course, Yan Zong would not follow his rhythm, he inserted his palm into the back of Luo Xin's neck, and began to plunder as much as he wanted.

"Ha..." After the long kiss, Luo Xin squinted his eyes and panted heavily. His brain lost most of his thinking ability as if he lacked oxygen. , it turned out that Yan Zong was gently rubbing the skin with his hands.

"Don't do this..." Yan Zong couldn't help being surprised when he heard this, and he showed a questioning look. Luo Xin pulled the shirt that couldn't be closed to the sides again, letting more skin and the intact body Two points were exposed in Yan Zong's field of vision, blushing jerky and directly asked: "Be heavier, I think you hurt me... ah!"

The right point was pinched mercilessly, the painful Luo Xin was defenseless and yelled.

There are still 2500 words left to Weibo~ (Newton cried out)

The torrential rain was pouring, and the car drove into the courtyard, like a black fish slipping under the shade of two Chinese toon trees standing side by side, and one wagging its tail and stopped in front of the door.The driver held up the black umbrella and opened the rear door.

After entering the door, he took off his dark suit jacket, the moisture was stained in his hair, and the slightly cool air was a little dull.

A lean man in his early fifties took the clothes, followed the tall man, and went upstairs one after the other.

"Young master Zong, is today's welcome banquet going well?"

The man loosened his neckline and replied: "My cousin and I don't have that much attention. He is devolved in name, but in fact he is promoted after watching a few projects. Come over here. Uncle Xu, pour me a cup of tea."

Xu Qing has worked in Yan's family for more than 30 years, and Yan Zong wants to drink tea, maybe something happened to him today that made him unhappy.While doing things, he smiled and said: "Actually, Mr. Yan still loves Mr. Zong the most. Mr. Lu's move is probably his old man's intention. It seems that you are sure about this project."

Yan Zong laughed, and said: "That's right. My cousin needs to be senior and has a better place to go. There's no need to get involved with me, just to cause gossip. In this way, people can't find any mistakes in his work. On the contrary, it can't be convenient for me, but others don't want to play wrong ideas. Fair competition, that's fine."

Xu Qing paused while pouring tea, and said the word "fairness" from Yan Zong's mouth, which made him a little surprised, but it's best not to show such emotions.

Seeing Yan Zong picking up the paper on the table, he immediately explained: "It's the list of yacht banquets sent by Secretary Yang. If you feel tired, you don't have to go."

Yan Zong glanced at many familiar names, and when he saw one of them, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he asked, "What's the matter?"

Xu Qing pondered for a moment, then replied: "A purely indulgent party, your identity..."

"What is my identity? I'm just a businessman covered in money, how is it different from them?"

Xu Qing smiled wryly: "Young Master Zong, look at what you said, I just think that you have overworked the project in recent months, why bother to make false claims with these competitors?"

Yan Zong exhaled lightly, and said: "It's a bit tiring to be tied up, so it's time to have fun."

Seeing that he couldn't be persuaded, Xu Qing closed the door and went downstairs.After he left, Yan Zong rubbed the center of his brows, glanced at the paper in his hand for the last time, and smiled silently.

......

ACXMimosa sailed slowly on the sea, the sky was getting dark, many people had already enjoyed themselves, and the yacht shot a glamorous light towards the black sky and blue sea.

In the special room, a person is arranging his clothes in front of the dressing mirror. The mirror reflects his fair and slightly round face, with slightly larger eyes, full lips, average height, and the length can be said to be exquisite, but he is not really a man. Wei Wei, more like an innocent boy, but he is twenty-four.

There was a knock on the door, and he finally settled his hair before opening the door. There was a young man slightly taller than him standing outside. When he saw him, he said familiarly: "Luo Xin, you are Moji."

Luo Xin followed suit with a smile and said, "Okay, let's go." He stepped out of the door, but his eyes glanced diagonally to the opposite side one step earlier.

This little action did not escape the eyes of the young man, and the smile disappeared immediately: "It's been ten years, haven't you forgotten it?"

Luo Xin's eyes darkened, and he forced a smile: "What?"

The young man's tone was cold, and what he said was like a knife scratching Luo Xin's heart: "Even if there were no incidents back then, he and we are not from the same world, and we are destined not to be together. Don't think about what you have or what you don't have."

Luo Xin didn't like to hear this, so he interrupted: "Nie Heng, do you have to say that?"

The two were stuck in the aisle, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense. Nie Heng looked straight at Luo Xin's face, but Luo Xin turned his eyes away and stared at the door that he peeked at before.

In the end, Nie Heng gave in, sighed and said, "Okay, you really want to see him, we will definitely meet later, but now we each have our own positions, which is worse than nodding friends, besides, businessmen don't agree with officials. Fight, it's better to keep your distance."

The two walked out side by side, Nie Heng originally thought that Luo Xin would not answer, but suddenly heard him say: "Actually, the grievances between the parents, why should the next generation be involved."

Nie Heng heard the unfinished meaning in his words, felt anxious for a while, and couldn't help raising his voice: "Yan Liuhen crossed the river and demolished the bridge, and hurt your father so badly back then, even your elder brother was at odds with him. Did you take ecstasy or something?"

"Keep your voice down! Do you want everyone on the yacht to hear it?" Luo Xin frowned and pursed his lips. It's a pity that this expression was made by him. Instead of having a deterrent effect, it was more like a child quarreling.

Nie Heng looked at him sideways, with complicated eyes, and finally said: "It's not that I'm sowing discord, it's just that the project of Qixi Mansion is at the critical moment, and your brother has worked so hard to prepare for so long, you don't want any accidents to happen, do you?" ?”

There are a few more things I want to say, but I can only hold them in my stomach. It is not good to scare Luo Xin by saying them, and it is even worse to wake him up.

After arguing, the two were silent and walked up to the third floor of the atrium, both of them looked a little pale.

It's true that Luo Xin came out a bit late, and most of the respectable people on the third floor had already arrived, and many of them were elders. It stands to reason that he was rude, but for the sake of his father and elder brother, no one would care about it.

Yan Zong has surrounded three or four people. With his status, even the people in this area have to be flattered. Luo Xin looked from a distance and recognized the three middle-aged men as Yao, the vice president of the Way Group. Wen Bing, Lu Yu, the president of Yaowei, and the boss of Alibaba Cloud Business Group, Way Group are also popular competitors for the mansion project, but Yaowei did not participate. As for the last one...

Jiang Nan had a good chat with Yan Zong. He took his daughter Jiang Rou with him on purpose today. Everyone knows Sima Zhao's heart, but with Yan Zong's appearance and family background, Jiang Rou can be regarded as superior in terms of conditions.

For the Yan family, the most suitable person has to go to the political and military circles, but Mr. Yan's sons and daughters are all very promising, and the juniors in front of Yan Zong have also branched out, married and established businesses. Yan Zong's marriage , it is not impossible to relax the conditions.

Jiang Rou has a gentle temperament. Although she is not the ultimate beauty, her frown and smile are full of charm. She has not been back long after studying literature and art at home and abroad. Such a person is still competent enough to be a big wife.

Luo Xin slowed down and thought for a while, but he didn't go over after all. His heart was in a mess, and he didn't even notice that Nie Heng breathed a sigh of relief behind him.

Soon, some people came to Luo Xin's side, and gradually formed a big circle, facing Yan Zong far away.

A rather old man joined Yan Zong's side holding a wine glass, followed by a tall female companion, who didn't know what to say, but actually took the lead and walked towards Luo Xin's side.

From the corner of his eye, Luo Xin caught a glimpse of the muscles in his shoulders tensing unconsciously.

Before the man came to the front, he laughed loudly and said: "Xiao Luo rarely joins in such fun, why doesn't Luo Wen come?"

Luo Xin clinked glasses with him, didn't drink, and looked at each other with a smile: "Brother is too busy with work, so I advise you to come out and make more friends."

The man didn't know if it was intentional, but he just mentioned: "Everyone is playing, but he is immersed in work. It seems that he is very attentive to the project of Qixi Mansion!"

After all, Luo Xin was young, his face changed, and he adjusted it quickly, but the unnaturalness had long been seen by those who cared.

Nie Heng intentionally smoothed things over for him, shaking his wine glass: "Luo Xin and I just hang out here to get some drinks. We can work hard for ourselves at work. We just want to play for two more years. What kind of project or investment is it? The farther you can hide, the better, for fear that if you hear one more word, you will be arrested!"

What he said was frank and frank, with self-deprecating intentions but would not be taken seriously. He didn't want Yan Zong to suddenly pick up the conversation and said seriously: "You are majoring in Chinese painting, so you really don't need to pay attention to business matters."

What he said was nameless, but Luo Xin's heart skipped a beat, he suddenly turned his face to look at him, and blurted out, "How do you know?"

Yan Zong walked in front of him, Luo Xin followed his footsteps and raised his head higher and higher. It was the first time in ten years that the two were so close. Only then did he realize that this person was more than a star and a half taller than himself, and his figure was broad. As he approached, a large shadow moved over him, and he felt extremely oppressed.