smell you

Lin Jian was overwhelmed by the great joy. He felt that Li Zhexi gave Song Zeyou such a large insurance policy. The relationship between the two was naturally extraordinary. Even if they were a little closer, there was nothing wrong with it. He didn't think about it in other directions at all.

inside the car.

Li Zhexi suddenly said: "Have you told others about our affairs?"

Song Zeyou was playing with his mobile phone. Hearing the words, he raised his head quickly, then lowered his head guiltyly: "...No."

Li Zhexi smiled and said: "Actually, after a long time, everyone will know."

When you are old and you are not yet married, people will guess.

Two men are in pairs, one can't guess which one, if they don't talk about it face to face, they will talk about it behind their backs.

Song Zeyou couldn't figure out what Li Zhexi was thinking, no matter what, he was afraid that Li Zhexi would force him to confess to his family.

How could he talk to his family about such a deviant thing?

Thinking about that scene, I feel horrible.

Li Zhexi said: "What do you think of that Lin Jian just now?"

Song Zeyou asked in a daze, "How about what?"

"I think he is crisp and neat, and he is very friendly, especially his voice, which is very gentle and heart-warming. You seem to like him a lot."

"He has a good temper and a good professional level. However, we haven't been in touch for a long time, and we only walked around recently."

"I can't tell, you were sitting next to him at the teahouse just now, and you couldn't bear to leave even after the show was over—"

Song Zeyou stared blankly and said, "W-why, he wants to tell me about the insurance contract. I thought you were in a hurry... Besides, it's too crowded for us to sit together."

"Wouldn't it be crowded if the two of you sit together?!"

"It's really not crowded."

"I see that your heads are all leaning together, your arms are touching, and your thighs are sticking together."

Song Zeyou said angrily: "I have nothing to do with him as a classmate, so don't make trouble."

Li Zhexi saw that Song Zeyou's hair-struck appearance changed from his indifferent and indifferent appearance, and he thought it was very cute, and his eyes couldn't help but flashed with brilliance.

"Okay, I'm wrong... Shall we go to the movies later?" His voice suddenly lowered a little, with temptation.

Song Zeyou blushed: "What a fool, I'm going home."

"This time we're going to change theaters. The couple seats were too narrow last time."

"..."

……

There is no impenetrable wall in things, and no secret can be kept forever.

Song Zeyong picked up the mobile phone left by his younger brother on the sofa, and found a very strange thing.

The younger brother's mobile phone screen saver uses Li Zhexi's selfie.

These days, who would use someone else's photo as a screen?

Except for celebrities, parents use photos of their children, those who have a crush on each other, and couples use photos of each other, but what is the relationship between my younger brother and Li Zhexi?

Although Song Zeyong was careless, he wasn't out of his wits. He handed the phone back to his younger brother, and he hesitated, some things he really couldn't ask.

Song Zeyou pursed his lower lip, and looked at the elder brother who was standing in his room as if he had something to say. After waiting for a long time, Song Zeyong didn't say anything.

"Brother, do you have anything else to do?"

Song Zeyong smiled awkwardly, looked at his younger brother, and suddenly said: "It's so late, and you haven't slept yet... What's wrong with your lips?"

Song Zeyou touched it with his hand, covered it up and said hastily: "It's a little hot when I eat boiled fish."

"You are too impatient, you are so hot, red and swollen."

"I'm so hungry, be careful next time."

Song Zeyong nodded and said: "Don't read the book too late, go to bed early." He walked out of the door and closed the door, but it didn't close properly. He struggled outside the door for a long time, and finally pushed the door in again.

Song Zeyou was taken aback.

Song Zeyong said solemnly: "Little brother, why did you use Director Li's photo as the screen?"

Song Zeyou was speechless, subconsciously covering the phone with his left hand, he should have changed to a new phone long ago.

Song Zeyong saw that his younger brother was stupefied with fright, and suddenly felt that something was wrong. He lowered his voice and said, "What's your relationship with Li Zhexi?"

"……friend."

"I heard from my parents that you eat out every day and often come home very late. They thought you had a girlfriend... Did you have a girlfriend?"

Song Zeyou shook his head.

"Then you went out to play with Li Zhexi?"

Song Zeyou remained silent.

Song Zeyong simply didn't know what to say, he was a pure man and really couldn't understand: "What is this called... How far have you been with him?"

"..." Song Zeyou blushed, "Brother, don't guess, we are friends."

Song Zeyong looked up to the sky and was speechless.

Do you have friends who use each other's photos as screens, get tired of being together every day, play until midnight every day, and don't want to leave? !

"Did you go to bed yet? Did he fuck you?" Song Zeyong's expression was almost ferocious.

"No, really not." Song Zeyou was only afraid of denying it.

Song Zeyong looked sad: "You just read too much, you are too young, you don't know anything about the outside world, and the rich are playing you to death."

"elder brother--"

"You are a scholar. You should understand all the principles in the book. Calm down and think about it... go to bed early." Song Zeyong patted his younger brother on the shoulder hard, turned and left.

Song Zeyou couldn't read anymore, so he just sat on the bed.

Brother has already guessed his relationship with Li Zhexi, will brother tell his parents?

How to do?

This is how to do?

He stared at the phone. On the screen, Li Zhexi held up the red wine, showing a confident smile, with deep eyes and passionate love.

Is Li Zhexi playing with him?

The shallow consciousness immediately denied it, probably when Fan Wen looked at him coldly, she could know Li Zhexi's true feelings.

It's normal for his family to object, but he didn't expect to face it so soon, he wasn't ready yet.

-

Ever since Tianhao International changed the general manager, Li Zhexi seldom went to the hotel, except for the shareholders meeting of the hotel, or the activities held by the hotel.

The reason why he came today was because Song Zeyong made an appointment to meet him. As for the reason, he had already made up his mind.

When they met, Song Zeyong was furious and full of curses, but when he actually faced Li Zhexi, he couldn't help but feel cowardly.

Although Li Zhexi was smiling all over his face, the momentum on his body could always overwhelm the straight backs of others.

"What can you do for me? Sit down and talk." Li Zhexi sat on the reception sofa, listening attentively.

Song Zeyong didn't back down for long, and said bluntly: "My brother is simple, has little experience in society, has little knowledge, and is easily deceived."

"I know."

"He doesn't have many friends, and he's not keen on external affairs."

"I can tell."

"He has a good heart. Although he is unsmiling, he is a person with a cold face and a warm heart."

"Indeed, often duplicity."

Song Zeyong controlled himself: "Dong Li, if someone plays with my brother's feelings, isn't this person too hateful?!"

Li Zhexi nodded: "Heinous!...So now you are saying that if you don't play with your brother's feelings, you don't object, that's what you mean."

Song Zeyong: "..."