Paper tiger

Read the paper tiger chapter, [End] Surprise!Party A with a poisonous tongue is actually my favorite male Bodhisattva! , Exam on the 8th~ I will concentrate on reviewing tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and I won’t update~ My mood fluctuated a little yesterday, and I was a little bit sad QAQ Thank you for supporting me, I am indeed quite sensitive, and I am also learning to manage and... .

"What I mean is," Jiang Jiaming abruptly changed the scene, "If you said you met a CEO who praised you for being handsome every day, I would be jealous."

Song Yuan actually felt that what Jiang Jiaming said had some truth, but after thinking about it, it didn't make sense—Jiang Jiaming was obviously still making fun of him for reading the CEO's novel!

He said angrily, "Can't I have a little hobby?!"

Jiang Jiaming said with a smile: "It's ok, I didn't tell you not to let you watch it, just watch it if you want, I won't stop you...you can cooperate if you want me to."

"I'm not that perverted. It's thanks to you that you figured it out." Song Yuan waved her hand, then asked seriously with a straight face, "What about you? Has anyone said you're handsome?"

"Yes, but those are likely to be social etiquette and business compliments, not as genuine as your new colleague's little girl."

"You're lying! It's impossible to be like what you said."

Jiang Jiaming wondered, "Why is it impossible?"

"Because you're so handsome! There must be a lot of people staring at you! You didn't report to me honestly, you were secretive and vague..."

Jiang Jiaming laughed loudly, "After all, you still think I'm handsome?"

Song Yuan choked on him, and murmured softly, "He's so handsome..."

At this time, Song Yuan suddenly remembered something, "It's time, my borscht stew is ready, wait for me, I'll show you."

"You want to be greedy for me."

"Of course it's for you!"

Song Yuan went to the kitchen and turned off the fire, then chose the most beautiful bowl, and filled a bowl of borscht out.Nearly four hours of simmering made the soup a thick tomato red color. The beef brisket just added the appetizing oil star to the soup, and a few pieces of green and yellow cabbage were dotted on it.He brought Tang to the screen and showed it to Jiang Jiaming on the other side of the screen.

Jiang Jiaming asked: "Do you add chili?"

Song Yuan was dissatisfied, "Please, I'm not so tasteless, okay? Borscht and chili, it's thanks to you for thinking it out!"

Jiang Jiaming was not annoyed either, and smiled with a good temper, "I'm completely thinking about it according to your thinking. You don't like spicy food, right?"

"...I cut up the hot pepper and made fried pork with hot pepper."

When the video was about to be turned off, Song Yuan noticed that Jiang Jiaming was still watching him with a smile, as if she still had something to say to him.

Jiang Jiaming must be very reluctant to part with me, he had already guessed that Jiang Jiaming would be like this.Song Yuan came to a conclusion in her heart, and she couldn't help being proud.Anyway, since he is resting today, he will reluctantly respond to Jiang Jiaming's coquettishness and say a few more words.

"What else do you want to say?"

"It's nothing... When you went to get the soup just now, I saw your newly bought pants... They look good and fit well."

Song Yuan recently bought a new pair of light gray slacks, British style design, slim fit.Now, the trousers are on his body.

"I must buy it because I think it looks good."

"Do you think it may be a little tight."

"A little bit, but it's too loose and it doesn't look good..." Song Yuan frowned, realizing that the matter was far more than just a pair of pants, "You're thinking about pornography."

"……No."

"There is!"

"...Well, I admit it is a little bit."

Jiang Jiaming spread his hands to express his surrender.

Song Yuan put her arms across her chest.The arrogance of the action is exacerbated by the bottom-up angle of the phone camera.

He looked at Jiang Jiaming with disgusting eyes, and criticized: "You are so nasty."

Jiang Jiaming smiled, reflected and reviewed, "I'm really nasty."

Song Yuan stood up abruptly, with her back to Jiang Jiaming.Jiang Jiaming was startled for a moment, and then understood——Song Yuan actually showed him openly.

This approach is too cute.Compared with sexy, Jiang Jiaming thinks Song Yuan is really straightforward and cute.

"If you want to see it, hurry up and see it!"

Jiang Jiaming was half sincere, half to tease Song Yuan, "Xiao Yuan, get a little closer to the camera."

Jiang Jiaming saw Song Yuan's back become stiff for a moment, and then moved towards the camera without saying a word.It's really hard for Jiang Jiaming to hold back his laughter, his boyfriend is simply too cute, right?

Originally, Jiang Jiaming pretended to be the cutest boyfriend in the world, but after staring at the screen for a long time, his thoughts gradually became dirty.

Although his boyfriend is slender, his ass is not dry.On the contrary, it can be described as "very sensual" or "very full".The tight waistband wraps Song Yuan's slender waist, and then down, the docile fabric outlines a rounded arc, and the shooting angle from bottom to top highlights the vision... This is a terrible mobile phone shooting angle.

"what!"

Song Yuan let out a small exclamation.

"Anyway, your purpose is not to look at my new pants, is it?"

Saying that, Song Yuan took off her outer pants under Jiang Jiaming's gaze, leaving only a pair of underwear.Song Yuan glanced at the phone screen, and asked Jiang Jiaming a little uncertainly: "Is this better?"

Jiang Jiaming is not very good.A little too exciting.

Song Yuan's flight arrived at Tokyo Haneda International Airport at 45:[-] am on the third day of the Lunar New Year.Jiang Jiaming was waiting at the exit early in the morning. It was estimated that the time would be almost up. Every time a wave of people came out, he would have to watch them one by one.

After waiting for Song Yuan for a long time, Jiang Jiaming sent Song Yuan a message: Where is it?

Song Yuan quickly came back: Look at me.

Jiang Jiaming immediately raised his head, and Song Yuan was walking towards him dragging a small lake-blue suitcase.What surprised Jiang Jiaming was that Song Yuan didn't comb her bangs up.Generally speaking, Song Yuan usually combs her bangs to reveal her smooth forehead, which looks vigorous and detached.

However, at this moment, the bangs on Song Yuan's forehead were hanging down softly, and he was wrapped in a blue-gray cashmere scarf, which made him look even smaller, as if they were still ten years ago when they were in high school. .

"Isn't it a little strange?"

Song Yuan's voice was muffled in the scarf, and her eyes were scrutinizing Jiang Jiaming's reaction.

"No, it's pretty good."

Jiang Jiaming suddenly remembered that Song Yuan put down her bangs and combed them for him to see because he said earlier that "it looks better with bangs down", right?

Jiang Jiaming's guess was correct.After Song Yuan got off the plane, she dragged her luggage to the bathroom, brushed her teeth, washed her face, combed her hair, and sprayed on some perfume.He was willing to meet Jiang Jiaming only after confirming that his outer packaging was impeccable.

Jiang Jiaming naturally pulled the suitcase lever and dragged the suitcase forward.

Song Yuan said, "I can do it myself."

Jiang Jiaming said: "You got up early this morning, and you worked hard along the way. Let me do it."

Song Yuan wanted to give her a hug, but after all, she was in a foreign country and at a bustling airport, so she didn't feel ashamed to be so bold.The two of them didn't talk for a while, and they both seemed a little timid.Song Yuan observed the people coming and going, and felt that it seemed impossible to find a quiet place to kiss.

Maybe we can hold hands, if Jiang Jiaming doesn't mind.Song Yuan quickly touched Jiang Jiaming's finger with the back of her hand, and quickly retracted it.

Jiang Jiaming did not respond to the signal of "wanting to hold hands". After a while, Song Yuan touched Jiang Jiaming's finger with the back of her hand again.This time, he stayed longer, and just as he withdrew his hand, Jiang Jiaming held his hand and held it tightly.For a moment, Song Yuan felt as if his whole body was electrified, numb and numb, which made him very happy.

Jiang Jiaming hugged him at the airport and held his hand at the airport.People like Jiang Jiaming who don't know how to advertise their sexual orientation, people like Jiang Jiaming who are low-key and unassuming must do so because they love him too much.

Song Yuan couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth, she was proud of her love, that's probably how she felt.He smiled, and Jiang Jiaming also laughed.Of course Jiang Jiaming didn't know the little Jiujiu in Song Yuan's heart, he just saw Song Yuan's high mood and was influenced by him.

"Are you hungry, what do you want to eat?"

"I want to eat fish with pickled cabbage."

"Sauerkraut fish?" The answer was completely unexpected to Jiang Jiaming, "Are you coming to Tokyo for Chinese food?"

Song Yuan was not convinced, "You asked me what I want to eat, and I will answer you honestly, I really want to eat pickled fish right now!"

"Order 7000 yuan of Japanese food in China, and eat pickled fish when you land in Japan?"

Song Yuan felt that there was something wrong with her, so she pursed her lips and argued, "It's Chinese New Year now, and I'm Chinese, so it's normal to want to eat Chinese food."

Jiang Jiaming smiled and shook his head, not speaking.

They walked out of the airport and stopped for a while.Jiang Jiaming held Song Yuan with one hand, and took out his mobile phone with the other to search for restaurants that make pickled fish.

"Then let's go to this place in Shibuya?"

Jiang Jiaming put the phone screen in front of Song Yuan and showed him.As far as the photos in the store are concerned, the decoration of this store is very festive and very Chinese, or in other words, it is very similar to the Chinese style that foreigners understand, with mahogany and hollow carvings everywhere.

Song Yuan nodded, "This is the one."

Jiang Jiaming navigated the route to the restaurant, and suddenly glanced thoughtfully at Song Yuan.

"What do you see me doing?"

Song Yuan is already prepared for the possibility of hearing earthy love words, such as "because you are good-looking".Although it will sour teeth, although it will be very earthy, but it is also a love story.People like to listen to love stories.

"Those who want to eat sour may be pregnant with my child."

Song Yuan: "..."

Song Yuan said: "This is really bad."