shallow affection

The apartment Le Yang lived in was bought by his parents many years ago, and it was only decorated in a simple way, and the furniture was not complete.He returned to China in a hurry and had no time to find someone to redesign or customize furniture. Besides, he thought about buying his own real estate in the future, so he didn't bother to bother. He planned to buy some ready-made ones in the mall for temporary use.

Jian Qingli brought him to a high-end furniture city in Cangshi. There are several stores of different brands in it. The quality and design of each store are good. Jian Qingli can't afford it by himself, but he still visits it from time to time.

Le Yang needs a dining table and matching chairs, and wants to change a chandelier for the living room. He doesn't seem to have any ideas, and always asks Jian Qingli what he means. When he talks, he is very close to him, with sincere and dependent eyes.

Jian Qingli said: "Your house is of course up to you to decide."

Le Yang smiled shyly: "But I want to invite you to play, so your satisfaction is also very important."

Jian Qingli raised her eyebrows and joked in an exaggerated tone: "No way, there will definitely be many people visiting your house in the future, and you still have to ask for their opinions one by one?"

Le Yang shook his head, looked straight at him, with a coquettish expression: "Of course not, but you are different, I like Brother Jian."

He has light-colored pupils, a slightly round face, and fluffy chestnut hair. He looks like a big boy full of vigor.

Jian Qingli took a step away calmly and said, "Really, I'm so flattered."

"Which table do you want?" Le Yang asked enthusiastically.

Jian Qingli pointed casually, "That's it."

"Which one?" Le Yang didn't see it clearly, and asked Jian Qingli. At this moment, Jian Qingli's cell phone rang, and the caller was an unfamiliar local number. He answered it casually, raised it to his ear and said, "Hello?"

There was no sound on the other side, so he asked again: "Who is it?"

"Where are you?"

Jian Qingli was stunned, and it took a few seconds for her to come back to her senses. She gestured to Le Yang, walked briskly outside the store, and said, "I'm going to buy furniture with your cousin."

"Le Yang?" Fang Mingzhan sounded very displeased, paused for a while, and warned: "Don't get too close to him."

Jian Qingli smiled, her tone was lazy and nonchalant: "What's the problem, I think he is quite cute."

Fang Mingzhan snorted disdainfully.

Jian Qingli said: "Boss Fang called me in his busy schedule, what's the matter?"

Fang Mingzhan didn't answer for a while, but Jian Qingli suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "Could it be that you want to sleep with me?"

Two coughs came from the receiver, Fang Mingzhan abruptly changed the subject and asked them where to buy furniture.

"Is it true?" Jian Qingli didn't let him go, she kept laughing to herself, and her disordered breathing was transmitted to Fang Mingzhan's ears through radio waves, appearing empty and gentle.He was a little annoyed: "I'm asking you something!"

"Don't worry." Jian Qingli was leaning on a round pillar, the toe of her shoe was carelessly grinding the floor, and occasionally one or two people passed by her, all speaking softly and with elegant demeanor.He turned his head and glanced at the storefront where Le Yang was. Fang Mingzhan said, "We're in Guangya Mall on Zhongxin Street. What kind of Italian house is this? Are you coming?"

"Look for Le Yang to have a meal."

"Didn't you look for me?" Jian Qingli lowered her voice, as if she had been greatly wronged, "Mr. Fang is so biased, he is obviously a younger brother, and he still engages in differential treatment. What's the matter, one is for venting | lust, and the other is for I love you."

Fang Mingzhan sat in the car, turned on the hands-free cell phone and threw it in the passenger seat. Hearing this sentence, an evil fire burst into his heart. Don't you have many people?"

Jian Qingli felt strange that there were such good things in the world that he didn't know about: "Is there? I almost believed it."

"Don't pretend to be pitiful with me." Fang Mingzhan hung up the phone.

Jian Qingli shrugged, put the mobile phone back into his trousers pocket, with a smile in the corner of his eyes.He turned around and walked back to the furniture store, and saw Le Yang standing at the door, with a straight and reserved figure, as if he was very concerned about him, but he didn't dare to disturb him.

Jian Qingli approached, Le Yang asked with concern, "Qingli, what happened?"

Jian Qingli paused and joked, "You're not called brother anymore?"

Le Yang bit his lips, smiled shyly, stared at Jian Qingli's lips, and asked in a discussing tone: "You are only one year older than me, I think it's too unfamiliar to be called brother, so, um, do you think it's okay?" Is it? If you like, I will call you Brother Jian..."

"It doesn't matter," Jian Qingli interrupted him, "As you like."

He told Le Yang that Fang Mingzhan was coming to have dinner with them.Le Yang took out his mobile phone, looked through the call records, and said in a properly surprised tone: "Hey, then why didn't he call me."

The corner of Jian Qingli's mouth twitched slightly, but soon returned to normal, and said, "Maybe he knows we are together."

During the half hour waiting for Fang Mingzhan to arrive, Jian Qingli hummed a ditty intermittently and enthusiastically accompanied Le Yang to choose the chandelier, not at all like before, just maintaining a listless manner.

Le Yang had a panoramic view of these small changes, but pretended to be ignorant, he nodded at what Jian Qingli said, and when the shopping guide mistook them for a couple, he casually and quickly grabbed his waist .Jian Qingli felt it, and gave him a sneaky look, but Le Yang innocently pursed his lips and smiled flatteringly.

After choosing the tables, chairs and lamps, Le Yang paid by swiping his card, and left his address for the store to deliver to his door.

Jian Qingli went to the tea shop next door to buy water, and Le Yang stood ten meters behind him, looking at those two straight long legs wantonly, inhaling and exhaling restlessly at the same time, reminding himself to be patient.

Jian Qingli drank freshly squeezed orange juice with a straw in his mouth, and held two glasses of drinks in his hand.He lowered his head at the beginning, his black eyelashes covered his bright eyes, and only occasionally trembled, the corners of his mouth were tense, and his small lips nimbly rubbed against the straw.

At this moment, he looked cold and alienated, as if he was indifferent to everything that happened around him. Le Yang felt fresh and was deeply captured by this strange and contradictory temperament.Jian Qingli walked back slowly, raised his head and looked forward at a natural moment, and unexpectedly met Le Yang's eyes - after a short moment of astonishment, he raised the corners of his mouth and showed a bright and happy smile.

Le Yang's throat was dry, his heart was beating wildly, he took a step forward subconsciously, and smiled back.

The fish took the bait - just as he thought of this, he heard a slightly displeased low voice asking, "Why are you in a daze?"

Le Yang was taken aback, all his charming fantasies vanished in an instant, he glanced at the man beside him flustered and guilty, and said, "Brother, when did you arrive?"

Fang Mingzhan looked calm: "Just arrived."

Jian Qingli walked in front of them, handed the oolong tea to Fang Mingzhan, and the kiwi fruit juice to Le Yang, and said apologetically, "I don't know what you like to drink, so I just bought one."

Le Yang said, "Thank you, I happen to like kiwis."

Jian Qingli raised her eyebrows with a smile: "That's good."

Fang Mingzhan was 1.8 meters four, a bit taller than the other two, looked at them condescendingly, and asked, "What do you eat?"

It's six o'clock, it's time for dinner.Jian Qingli answered without thinking: "Hot pot!"

Fang Mingzhan turned to Le Yang: "What about you?" Obviously he didn't agree with Jian Qingli's proposal.

Le Yang said: "I can do it, just listen to Qing Li."

Fang Mingzhan didn't say anything for a while, until Jian Qingli chose a restaurant with a high rating on Dianping, and when the three of them took the elevator to the sixth floor, he taught Le Yang: "He is older than you, you should call him brother."

"Huh?" Le Yang was confused, and looked at Fang Mingzhan suspiciously, seeing that he was frowning, his eyes were stern, but also a little unhappy.There was a drum in his heart, and there was a secret impulse to try and compete with Fang Mingzhan, and he replied obediently and happily: "Qing Li is not much older than me, and he also agrees with me calling him by name."

Fang Mingzhan didn't express any further opinions, not even a modal particle, so the topic was closed.

When they arrived at the restaurant, they chose a clean booth. Fang Mingzhan sat alone on one side, while Jian Qingli and Le Yang sat opposite him.

Jian Qingli sketched the menu, while Le Yang propped his chin and turned his head towards Jian Qingli's direction, discussing in a low voice with him such silly things as spicy beef or coriander beef.

Fang Mingzhan never liked to eat hot pot, and this time it was the same. Before the pot was served, he was already impatient. "Okay no," he said.

Jian Qingli ticked a few ticks quickly, and called the waiter to place an order. She stared at Fang Mingzhan with bright black eyes like a fairy, and complained to Le Yang with a smile: "Your brother is so stingy, I'm afraid we will make him poor."

Le Yang didn't dare to be like him, blatantly presumptuous in front of Fang Mingzhan, he laughed dryly, and then asked how the site selection of Fang Mingzhan's pharmaceutical factory was going.

Now that the land price in Cang City has risen sharply, Fang Mingzhan did not want to spend all his fortune on setting up a pharmaceutical factory for the first time, not to mention that drug research needs a quiet environment, so after considering various factors such as cost, transportation, and infrastructure, , The factory was selected in Yunzhi County under Cang City.A few days ago, the Yunzhi county government issued a tender announcement, intending to sell a piece of land, the area and location of which met his needs, so he has been busy discussing bidding matters with other directors these days.

While he was introducing the situation in a few words, a pair of legs under the table clamped his knees, rubbing lightly and skillfully teasing, while the owner of the legs lazily propped up his face, seemingly concentrating but smiling at him slyly , asked solemnly: "Then you still have to go to Yunzhi County yourself?"

When the dishes were all served, the red soup pot gurgled hot smoke, and the mushroom soup pot turned up a milky whirlpool not to be outdone. Jian Qingli was hungry, so she gave up seducing Fang Mingzhan, and started it without permission as soon as she tied her hair up.

Beef, hairy tripe, yellow throat, duck intestines, mouse fish, he will not let go, he is a meat lover.

Le Yang was very attentive, and he kept adding food to his two elder brothers, but he was obviously biased, Jian Qingli's bowl was twice as much as Fang Mingzhan's bowl.Fang Mingzhan couldn't stand it anymore, and said "eat your own", and he stopped for a while.

On the way, Le Yang went to the bathroom. Seeing Jian Qingli dipping his chopsticks into the red soup pot to fish for food again, Fang Mingzhan kicked him under the table and said, "Don't eat spicy food."

Jian Qingli licked her bright red lips, frowning unhappily: "Why?"

Fang Mingzhan stared at him, the shadow under the brow bone made his eyes look deep and gloomy, and he said, "Because someone will be fucked later."

Jian Qingli smiled, and he hooked Fang Mingzhan's index finger to signal him to get closer, but Fang Mingzhan didn't move, so he took the initiative to lean forward, with a serious debate tone: "Fang Mingzhan, I'm not your substitute| Angry baby | Baby, you can't fuck whenever you want, are you right?"

Fang Mingzhan showed no introspection: "Really."

Jian Qingli nodded heavily, but his rippling eyes told the opposite. He wanted to tease Fang Mingzhan again, but Fang Mingzhan said, "It seems that you want Song Jingyou more."

Jian Qingli sat back and leaned back on the sofa with an unnatural expression. He lowered his head and took a sip of watermelon juice, saying, "Why did you suddenly mention him?"

"It's nothing, I just saw it on the road today."

Le Yang came back, chatted with Jian Qingli, said that he was interested in photography recently, and wanted to buy a SLR for fun, and asked him to make a recommendation.Jian Qingli also cooperated, chatting with him about composition, perspective, light quality, and introducing ISO, white balance, color temperature, and latitude, but Fang Mingzhan didn't talk much about it.

Le Yang was naturally aware of it, seized the rare opportunity, and spared no effort to show his tenderness and consideration.Sitting opposite, Fang Mingzhan looked at them coldly. He had stopped moving his chopsticks a long time ago, like a silent and serious statue.

Jian Qingli basically didn't eat anything in the second half, and only occasionally picked two green vegetables from the clear soup pot. When Le Yang asked him, he only said that he was full.After finishing speaking, he gave Fang Mingzhan a dark and angry look.