Can you break it, buddy? [Travel]

Seeing Sheng Zimo wrapped in the quilt and motionless, Yan Jinxiao couldn't help laughing.

He thought for a moment, glanced at the door of the "tool room" next to him, and smiled slyly: "There...there are not many styles of clothes in there? Or you...go in for a stroll?"

Sheng Zimo bit his back molars, thinking about those little lace pink triangles inside would give him a heart attack, he rubbed his head: "Can you stop talking nonsense?"

Yan Jinxiao just laughed: "I don't know who insisted on staying in this room last night... He forced me to ask me if he was pretty, and even patted his chest and promised to wear the rabbit outfit inside, why didn't he admit it in a blink of an eye?"

Mentioning this incident of Sheng Zimo gave me a headache. Thinking back to the video evidence that Yan Jinxiao sent him in the morning, he really wanted to die. When he was questioned, he couldn't speak for a while, but then he saw Yan Jinxiao grabbed the phone and tapped it. I don't know what I'm doing.

"I was drunk last night, so hurry up and turn the page." Sheng Zimo couldn't sit still with his hands on the water bed, "Are you still eating or not? Grandpa...please find me a pair of pants first!"

Yan Jinxiao ignored him, just raised his lips and smiled, and not long after, the doorbell rang.

Yan Jinxiao went to open the door, and a well-mannered young man in a suit came in. He nodded at Yan Jinxiao and whispered something.

Then he placed a black packaging bag with a huge luxury brand logo on the solid wood table in the outhouse, and he glanced at the bedroom as if inadvertently—and this glance made Sheng Zimo feel guilty, and the man He also quickly looked away, with no expression on his face, and then quickly turned and left the room.

Yan Jinxiao stood not far away, ordered some packing bags, and said to the person in the bedroom, "Come out and get dressed."

Then, a question came from the bedroom: "Why is there still someone sending clothes?"

Yan Jinxiao: "Do you wear it?"

It was quiet inside for a while, and an awkward voice responded, "You just... can't you bring it in for me?"

Yan Jinxiao shook his head and smiled, then carried the packing bag into the bedroom, stared at Humanity and said, "Why are you so shy? Didn't you have a good time just now?"

He placed the packing bag on the bedside table, sat down and rubbed Sheng Zimo's head, and said, "Get up."

Sheng Zimoba opened the packing bag and took a look—underwear, trousers, and jacket are all available, and when he saw the five-figure price of the jacket tag, he was shocked—although he had a good life in his previous life, he didn’t like it. Luxury brands don’t catch a cold, and they usually buy them as gifts for others. Wearing their own clothes is more about comfort.

He looked at Yan Jinxiao suspiciously, and asked, "Who is that person who just came in? How did you get someone to buy me clothes so quickly?"

Sheng Zimo scratched the back of his head. In fact, he has been quite confused about Yan Jinxiao since time travel. Many things are different from his previous memories. Moreover, how could Yan Jinxiao send someone to buy him such expensive clothes all of a sudden?

"Isn't this too expensive?" Sheng Zimo took out his clothes and shook the tag at Yan Jinxiao, "How much money did you burn?"

Yan Jinxiao pressed Sheng Zimo's hand, and said with a smile: "Then what should I do? Or return the clothes and take you out for a 'bird walk'?"

Sheng Zimo sat upright: "Tell me the truth, you... you...you can't be a drug dealer, right?!"

Although this remark seemed to be a bit of a joke, it was the question that Sheng Zimo had been muttering in his heart for the past few months—he had asked Yan Jinxiao similar questions many times, but this person always changed the subject and never asked him. What a serious answer.

But now that the two of them had established a relationship, he really felt the need to figure it out.

Yan Jinxiao pondered for a moment, smiled slightly, and said, "Get up first, and I will tell you later."

Sheng Zimo pursed his lips and glanced at the old clothes thrown on the floor—jeans whose zippers were torn by someone, pants whose waists were ripped loose, cotton T-shirts whose chest was torn... He couldn't help sighing, He cursed "beast" in his heart.

Seeing that Sheng Zimo hadn't moved, Yan Jinxiao twitched the corner of his lower lip in thought: "Are you still in pain?"

"..."

Sheng Zimo immediately picked up a piece of clothing and threw it at Yan Jinxiao.

After Sheng Zimo changed his clothes, the two of them went out together. When they passed the hotel lobby, they attracted a lot of attention—the two handsome young men, who were about 1.8 meters high, strutting with their heads held high.

A top-notch Bentley Mulsanne was parked at the entrance of the hotel, causing many passers-by to stop and pay attention. The person who opened the door for them was the young man who had just come to the room to deliver clothes.

When the man saw that Yan Jinxiao was about to scream, Yan Jinxiao gave him a wink, and the young man shut up immediately.

As the sun set and the afterglow dipped into the sky, Sheng Zimo stared at the luxury car in front of him in amazement. He was so surprised that he didn't even turn upside down. He was speechless for a moment in disbelief.

Yan Jinxiao patted him on the shoulder and said, "Get in the car."

Immediately shaking his head and smiling, he was pushed in by the dumbfounded guy.

Along the way, Sheng Zimo felt like he was dreaming, but when he arrived at the rooftop of a private club, accompanied by starlight and violin accompaniment, and looked at the table full of delicious food and wine, Sheng Zimo's brain had completely shut down. .

Gentleman Yan Jinxiao pulled out a very elegant metal seat and signaled Sheng Zimo to take his seat.

Sheng Zimo swallowed, feeling that the scene was too unreal. He pressed the edge of the table and looked at Yan Jinxiao with an unspeakable expression, and said in dismay, "What the hell is going on with you?"

He felt that he was like Little Red Riding Hood in a fairy tale. He originally planned to plunge into the arms of the big bad wolf and have a love affair between man, beast, and man. Unexpectedly, this beast turned out to be a diamond king in wolf's clothing. Old five!

For some unknown reason, Sheng Zimo's whole body tensed up as he stared at Yan Jinxiao in front of him.

——Thinking back to "Embrace" after joining the group, Yan Jinxiao's all kinds of molesting, teasing, and eating tofu, whether true or false, in and out of the play; recalling being a guest at Grandpa Yan's house, the expensive mahogany furniture at home; recalling Yan Jinxiao's two years After completing four years of college courses, with his amazing ability, bright future, and having friends as wealthy as Chen Jingdong...

The sight of Yan Jinxiao in front of him made Sheng Zimo feel like a stick in his throat. He couldn't tell what was going on in his heart for a moment. He felt dizzy and numb in his back—and suddenly, a thunderous sound blasted in his chaotic mind. It was earth-shattering.

——Could it be... Could it be that this bastard is really a domineering president?

Did you take over the filming of "Hug" purely to sleep with me? !

Thinking of this, an inexplicable urge to overturn the table arose in Sheng Zimo's heart. He wanted to question Gao Fushuai in front of him: What the hell do you mean?Even though he is so rich, is it interesting to pretend to be a grandson with Lao Tzu for a few months?

Okay, you bastard wants to sleep with me, you did it, and you had a lot of fun... It made my mother stop jiggling and selling. Fart. Ass!

Sheng Zimo's eyes were burning, and he clenched his fists—he was very angry, very angry!

But for some reason, looking at the tall, mighty, handsome man in front of him, he thought that although this bastard deceived people, he gave people a surprise like a 5000 yuan gold brick falling from the sky—he felt Frustrated.

——Thinking that if I would flip the table and leave, this pretense would be a bit too big!

Yan Jinxiao was momentarily at a loss by Sheng Zimo's turbulent expression, and was about to say something.

Sheng Zimo suddenly raised his hand to stop it, and his heart turned a thousand times——while hesitating, he said suddenly: "I need to pee urgently, so I need to go to the toilet first."

Yan Jinxiao tensed his jawline, grabbed him, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

The habit of wanting to pee when nervous, used to only bother Master Shengda before the exams in primary school, but now, this problem has come back for no reason—Sheng Zimo wants to release water, wants to take a breather, and urgently needs a quiet person.

The romantic and melodious violin music continued, and several ensemble members closed their eyes and indulged in it.

At this time, a service worker was about to step up to ask if he wanted to drive Lafite now, when he saw the scene of the two handsome men arguing, he stopped abruptly and silently retreated to the corner, turning into a silent Human background plate.

"My mind is messed up, let me be alone for now." After Sheng Zimo finished speaking, he withdrew his wrist from Yan Jinxiao's hand, pushed open the door and ran down the star-studded, romantic and cold rooftop without looking back. .

Yan Jinxiao followed closely behind.

Sheng Zimo locked himself in the bathroom - across the door, he heard footsteps chasing him.

The door was smashed with a bang.

"Zimo, listen to me...I didn't mean to hide it from you, I'm going to tell you everything about me tonight."

Sheng Zimo leaned against the door, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and finally couldn't bear it any longer and said, "Yan Jinxiao, you are really rich, right? I didn't know that you accepted "Hug" to play with me, and you really want to be nice to me." , or what do you mean, I just... just suddenly feel that you...you are very strange to me!"

Speaking of this, for some reason, Sheng Zimo felt an unspeakable grievance in his heart.

He continued regardless: "I never thought that I would fall in love with a man, and this man..." His voice became hoarse, "This man is actually my best buddy! For me to take this step, it's really... really—"

"Hey!" He didn't know what to say, and sighed heavily.

As soon as he finished speaking, the door panels were smashed and slammed loudly one after another. Yan Jinxiao raised his voice: "Zimo, come out, come out and I will explain to you face to face."

Sheng Zimo blinked, his heart was blocked, and he was thinking about whether to open the door——suddenly, he didn't open the door, and the door of a toilet a few steps away suddenly opened slowly.

Sheng Zimo swallowed, and before he could think about it, he saw an old man with curly silver hair, wearing black thick-rimmed glasses, and a well-groomed man walking out of the door.

He vaguely felt that this person looked familiar, but when he took a closer look, he suddenly realized who this person was with a heart attack!

The old man stared at Sheng Zimo with a smile on his face, while he was wearing the rich gold and luxury logo trousers belt around his waist--then, a small figure followed in small steps from the door.

Sheng Zimo frowned unconsciously.

——The girl's clothes were disheveled, and the moment she wiped her mouth and met Sheng Zimo's gaze, her eyes turned red.

Song Mingyi!

Sheng Zimo scratched his heart and screamed in his heart.

And behind him—anxious shouts and knocks on the door continued: "Sheng Zimo, open the door quickly!"