landing

Confetti fell to the ground profusely.

Lu Xian looked at the young man and couldn't help being a little dazed.

Song Jue has always been docile, even though he knew in his heart that the young man was not so obedient, but Lu Xian never thought that one day Song Jue would talk to him like this.

He looks tough, with thorns all over his body, as if he doesn't care about Lu Xian's reaction, but his eyes are like a little wolf cub who is used to being wronged. He knows that his master will not respond, but he still can't help but look forward to it. That's a little bit different.

Lu Xian was silent for a while, then called softly, "Xiao Jue."

Song Jue looked down at him.

Lu Xian whispered, "Actually, have you ever thought that maybe you don't like me at all? You are young and grew up beside me, maybe you can't distinguish between dependence and liking—"

Hearing this, Song Jue couldn't help but say, "So go to Province G to see Xintiandi, and after two years, will you find that you don't like you at all?"

Just as Lu Xian was about to nod his head, Song Jue turned cold and laughed, "Do you want to hear me say that?"

Lu Xian frowned.

His voice was a little cold, "Xiao Jue, I'm not kidding anymore."

"I'm not kidding anymore either."

Song Jue looked at him and said calmly, "Uncle Lu, you always treat me like a child, but I am already an adult. You think I have never seen this world, but during the five years abroad, I have seen too many Whether it’s sex or love, I’m sober, I know who I love, and I know what I’m doing.”

Lu Xian was silent, he didn't expect Song Jue to be so stubborn, and his words were so impeccable, which made him unable to do anything for a while.

He couldn't help being a little annoyed, and he didn't want to dwell on this topic any longer.

So the man asked coldly, "Are you sure you don't want to go to the branch office?"

Song Jue's voice was sonorous and forceful, "I won't go."

Lu Xian sized him up, his tone sounded like he was threatening, "Song Jue, don't regret it."

The young man smiled nonchalantly, "Are you going to suspend my post, or just dismiss me?"

Lu Xian said lightly, "That depends on you."

Song Jue smiled slightly, "Uncle Lu, do you really think I like these?"

He took two steps closer and looked directly into Lu Xian's eyes, "I'm not socializing with people with unclear thoughts every day, or dealing with countless documents and reports. Do you think I really like this kind of life?"

Lu Xian had nothing to say.

He had never found that Song Jue was so eloquent, and he backed up every word he said. The original wording could not persuade him at all, but gradually led him into a circle.

It's like this sentence is clearly contradicting, but my heart just can't harden, but it becomes softer and softer, and I can't argue with him.

Lu Xian felt a little helpless, so he said, "Go out."

After that, Song Jue became blatant like a broken jar.

He no longer concealed his eyes, and regardless of Lu Xian's refusal, he unilaterally restored the original practice of entering and exiting together.

Lu Xian deliberately staggered his commute to and from get off work, and Song Jue couldn't figure out the exact time, so he simply stayed in the living room all night.The next day, Lu Xian looked at Song Jue who was smiling at him, who was blue and black, and had no choice but to let him get into the car together.

It is rare for a young man to be strong, but he is not a fool. Every time he tentatively steps on Lu Xian's bottom line, he withdraws his feet pitifully and does not cross the threshold.

After such things happened again and again, Lu Xian still couldn't argue with a child anymore, so he could only give in and stop avoiding Song Jue.

After a long time, helplessness piled up in his heart, and Lu Xian couldn't help being a little bored. He wanted to talk to Song Jue several times, but the young man refused to enter, and was very stubborn.

Just like now, after watching Lu Fuling walk towards his friend with a bottle of champagne, Lu Xian turned around and gave Song Jue an indifferent look, "Go too."

Song Jue shook his head, "I'll accompany Uncle Lu."

Lu Xian clicked his tongue and didn't try to persuade him any more.

Softheartedness is indeed true.

He couldn't deal with Song Jue the same way he used to deal with his former lover, but if he was restrained by a young man in his 20s, how could it be possible?

Lu Xian has been in the top position for a long time, and he has always been vigorous and firm, and he can't do anything for the time being because of his soft heart. But after a long time, even if Song Jue has a good sense of proportion, now he is only restless and extremely dissatisfied with the status quo.

Lu Xian washed his hands slowly.

The fine stream of water hit the back of his hand, he squeezed a pump of hand sanitizer, and slowly produced foam.

"Lu Xian."

A familiar voice sounded behind him.

Lu Xian raised his head, and Mo An's figure was reflected in the mirror.

Probably because the person he was upset with changed, or maybe because he got used to the other party's perseverance, Lu Xian found that he had lost the impatience he had before.

He slowly rinsed the foam off his hands before turning around.

Mo An stared at him, took a deep breath, "It's the same as before, okay?"

It seems that he opened his mouth, and then the words became logical, "You need to relieve your desires. Instead of looking for those lovers, you might as well look for me. I am more obedient, quiet, and well-mannered than them, and will not cause you any trouble."

His voice was tense, "Just like back then, I'll be your bed partner, okay?"

Lu Xian was a little surprised that he would say such a thing.

After all, the meeting last time was not pleasant. He thought that Mo An would never appear in front of his eyes after his heart was broken, but he didn't expect that he would make such a concession this time.

Seeing that he didn't refuse straight away, Mo An's eyes lit up, and he said, "Except for you, I haven't touched anyone in these years."

Lu Xian was silent for a moment.

It has to be said that Mo An's proposal hit his mind.

Turning back grass is not inedible.

As long as the person next to his pillow doesn't just blindly ask for his love, crossing his bottom line recklessly, it's just normal for Lu Xian to make love as much as you want.

At this moment, the shadow on the ground outside the door moved.

Lu Xian paused, nodded and said, "Okay."

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