Smashed the TV and turned on the gas [ABO]

Ye Zixing was dragged back to his seat by Fu Qianzhong.Fan Sibai also came back not long after, and two waiters who served food followed behind him, and served everyone a dish, a small bowl of red dates and white fungus soup for each person.

What was more embarrassing was that it was not Director Lin who ordered the food. He didn't know that there would be another Fan Sibai coming out halfway, so there was a bowl missing, so Director Lin hurriedly stood up, and the person who ordered the food only put a large plate, regardless of the difference.

Although I don't know what the three of them did when they went out back and forth, but anyone with a discerning eye can see that the atmosphere is not normal.He wanted to relax with a smile on his face, took a bowl first, and handed it to Fan Sibai: "Come on, this stuff is sweet, we can't eat it when we are old, you young people can eat it."

Fan Sibai took it with a smile, and seemed to remember something, and said, "The smallest one on this table must be Ye Zixing, right?"

Director Lin immediately understood, patted his forehead, and handed another bowl to Ye Zixing, with a smile on his face: "Have a bowl?"

Ye Zixing didn't look up, nor did he answer.

Fu Qianzhong picked it up, nodded to Director Lin and said, "There's no need to share, everyone can take what they want."

Director Lin sighed and sat down.

As soon as his butt touched the seat, Ye Zixing waved his hand and knocked over the soup that Fu Qianzhong brought over.

The soup was not too hot, but it was sticky and covered Fu Qianzhong's hands.Some of the rest splashed up and got a little on Director Lin's pants.

The relationship between Ye Zixing and Fu Qianzhong is always a bit cloudy in the eyes of insiders.On the Internet, Ye Zixing has always been the only one who likes to show affection, even bed photos are not uncommon.

But the pregnancy rate of omega is so high, and after showing for so long, nothing happened between the two of them, and Fu Qianzhong didn't say anything about it. Over time, everyone thought Ye Zixing was just a bed partner, and combined with him, he was usually very real. He doesn't like to act, and mocks him to orgasm by himself.

But people in the circle can't think so, because Fu Qianzhong spent a lot of money on Ye Zixing. Just solving Ye Zixing's troubles is enough for an ordinary small company to drink a pot. If you don't have any feelings, just raise it It is impossible to use such an expensive one.

Director Lin couldn't handle Ye Zixing's role well, so he was always polite, but today he felt that he had passed.

Alpha's most important thing is face, he can't bear to be so embarrassing in public, let alone Fu Qianzhong, who is so respectable.

Fu Qianzhong's complexion was indeed not good, he paused for a moment, his brows frowned and he wanted to get a wet wipe, but Fan Sibai handed it over.

"Why are you so careless?" Fan Sibai said to Fu Qianzhong, but he was speaking to Ye Zixing, "Boss Fu has suffered a lot today, with both wine and soup."

Fu Qianzhong didn't speak, Fan Sibai took a wet wipe to cover his palm, patted it, and said sweetly: "Wipe it, it's uncomfortable to stick to."

As soon as he finished speaking, all the cups and saucers in front of Ye Zixing were swept to the ground by him.The porcelain was in close contact with the ground, and the crisp sound of bumping and breaking was coherent and harsh. The service staff guarding the door were all attracted. They opened the door slightly and looked inside, asking if they needed help.

"No need." Fu Qianzhong spoke first, and when the door was closed, he called Ye Zixing, "Xingxing."

Director Lin was sitting right next to the fire, the soup on his trousers was completely soaked into the fabric, sticking uncomfortably to the flesh of his thigh, and he didn't dare to move.

The moment Fu Qianzhong spoke, Director Lin only thought that successful people are indeed artificial people.

Ye Zixing didn't respond to him, his head was lowered, and the hand on the table was clenched into a fist, because the thing he just pushed was also stained with some greasy vegetable soup.

The atmosphere was weird for several seconds with the silence of the two. Fu Qianzhong moved. He stood up, went to the other side of the table to get a box of wet wipes, sat back again, and drew a hand wrapped around Ye Zixing. .

Ye Zixing wanted to struggle, but Fu Qianzhong held down his wrist first.

The positions of the two people were connected, because Ye Zixing pulled the chair towards him as soon as he sat down, so his legs were almost glued to his legs. The hand that Fu Qianzhong was wiping was placed under Ye Zixing's head. A drop of liquid went up.

The moment Fu Qianzhong was stunned, another drop fell and landed on the joint of Fu Qianzhong's ring finger.

In Fu Qianzhong's impression, Ye Zixing seldom cried. In fact, except for being cruel on the bed, Fu Qianzhong had never seen Ye Zixing cry.He thought that Ye Zixing's only way to vent his unhappiness was to curse people.

"Xing Xing?" Fu Qianzhong was a little panicked, he quickly wiped his hands clean, and went to break Ye Zixing's face.

Ye Zixing turned his head to avoid it, and a string of tears dripped onto Fu Qianzhong's thumbnail that was pinching his chin.

"Don't touch me with this dirty hand," Ye Zixing said in a calm voice. He kept his head on Fu Qianzhong's hand, but he still didn't lift it up. His palm rubbed vigorously on it.

It was the place where Fu Qianzhong met Fan Sibai.

Ye Zixing really used a lot of strength. Normally, he would be too heavy to serve soup, but with just three or two strokes, Fu Qianzhong's palms were wiped red.

He wiped and cried, then stopped suddenly, and asked in a low voice, "Do you like me or not?"

Fu Qianzhong had heard this question too much some time ago, and answered almost subconsciously: "Of course I like it."

"Liar," Ye Zixing wiped vigorously a few times, stopped the wet towel, and went to poke Fu Qianzhong's palm again. He didn't list what he lied to, but just repeated, "You lied."

The nasal sound in Ye Zixing's words was too strong, and the ground trembled violently. The three words almost shed a tear for each word.Unbearable, Fu Qianzhong pushed away the chair, squatted down in front of Ye Zixing, and looked at him from bottom to top.

Ye Zixing's entire eye sockets were red.

Fu Qianzhong had never seen Ye Zixing like this before, he was terribly at a loss, his hand paused in mid-air for a while, and then he remembered to wipe his tears with his thumb, his tone was distressed and helpless: "Why are you still crying. "

Ye Zixing didn't let him touch his face at first, and hid a few times before being held by Fu Qianzhong.

Fu Qianzhong had a coquettish combed hair that day, all the broken hair in front of his forehead was pulled back and fixed, which made his facial features more profound, and his nose was so straight that he didn't look like a Chinese.Because the two people's bodies are different, in this posture, as long as Fu Qianzhong raises his head, the faces of the two people will be very close.Ye Zixing touched Fu Qianzhong's hair before going out and said he was so handsome, but now he felt very annoying, even the motive of combing his hair before going out was suspicious.

The more he looked at it, the more he hated it, curled his lips, and tried to pull Fu Qianzhong's hair.

But Fu Qianzhong subconsciously leaned back, causing Ye Zixing to catch him.

He became even angrier, glaring angrily with red eyes.

The two stalemate for no more than three seconds, Ye Zixing didn't take back his hand, and Fu Qianzhong sent his head over by himself.

His hair was originally of the hard type, and it was even more difficult to handle after spraying it with hairspray. Ye Zixing squeezed it in his hands and rubbed it left and right, pursing his lips and not speaking, as if he was an angry child who was robbed of something, which made no sense at all. speak.

Fu Qianzhong was in pain from being pulled by him, and hissed half-truthfully, Ye Zixing stopped, his expression still aggrieved.

Director Lin was almost stunned. If his wife dared to treat him like this in public, he would have stood up and beat someone.

But Fu Qianzhong didn't hit anyone, he held Ye Xing's hand in his own, and called him baby, as if the people around him were all empty, looking at Ye Xing intently, only asked him why he was crying, and told him not to cry up.

Fu Qianzhong's doting tone made everyone feel embarrassed, as if he had entered the wrong place, this place was not a table to celebrate the upcoming meal, but the private bedroom of Fu Qianzhong and Ye Zixing, Alpha was coaxing My own omega, the others are all misguided bystanders.

"Stop crying." Fu Qianzhong said.

The hairstyle fixed with hairspray was destroyed, but Fu Qianzhong didn't look too funny, just a few hairs fell from his forehead, and a few hairs were picked up at the back of his head. He looked more ordinary than the handsome president just now, more It was like Fu Qianzhong who spoiled him with everything at home.

Ye Zixing was in a better mood, his mouth was puckered, and he asked in a moderate voice: "Then do you like Fan Sibai or me?"

Director Lin almost fell off the chair.

Fan Si Bai didn't respond, as if he didn't hear it.

Fu Qianzhong sighed, and asked him after a while: "What do you think?"

Fu Qianzhong's appearance was that of a mixed race, with a high bridge of nose and big and deep eyes. When he looked at someone seriously, he seemed to be able to suck that person in.

The first time Ye Zixing saw Fu Qianzhong's eyes like this was at the corner of the 27th floor. He was standing blankly at that time, never thought that one day Fu Qianzhong would look at him with this look.

Ye Zixing couldn't tell which of Fu Qianzhong's eyes was more affectionate, so he opened his mouth, wanting to say that he didn't know.

Fu Qianzhong opened his mouth first, and he rushed over, his face suddenly enlarged in front of Ye Zixing, nose to nose, and he kissed him quickly, before telling him helplessly: "You."

"Xing Xing," Fu Qianzhong's voice was soft and gentle when the two were so close, "I like you more."

Ye Zixing's front end leaned against the soft carpet, and he pressed his fingers inward, rubbing his lower body on the carpet, and the water on the front end soon wetted a small piece.

Ye Zixing's body was also very sticky, as if he had just come out of a steam room, every piece of skin was pinkish red, and the fingers on the back changed from two to three to four.

I like you more.

Star, I like you more.

Ye Zixing speeded up his movements as if he couldn't help it, and he quickly pulled out and pushed in four fingers, his buttocks trembling in response.

The pleasure gradually accumulates, throwing Ye Zixing high, as if falling on a certain cloud.

His consciousness is a little unclear, his movements, tears, and thoughts seem to be out of his control.At the moment of venting, a strong white light flashed in Ye Zixing's mind, and then the cloud supporting him suddenly disappeared, and Ye Zixing's body began to fall rapidly.

He fell and fell, returning to his senses bit by bit, and finally lay on the floor, all wet, staring at the overhead light on the ceiling, panting.

Ye Zixing remembered that he wanted to ask a question but didn't. He wanted to ask Fu Qianzhong whether he liked him more because of the matching rate of pheromones.

But Fu Qianzhong didn't wait for him to ask, he stood up and led him away.

The swearing long post survived for less than an hour, and if Ye Zixing went to search again, there would be nothing on the Internet. Fu Qianzhong's search was also full of irrelevant business topics.

The WeChat notification sounded, and it was sent by Cheng Qi. He explained to him that there was a problem with the Fu family's business, the distance was too far, and Fu was too old to be suitable. No signal on.

Ye Zixing stared at the few lines on WeChat for a minute before replying slowly: Got it.

Cheng Qi's voice came back quickly, and he praised him: "Xing Xing, Sister Bing told me that you have been very good recently. I still didn't believe it. I didn't expect it to be true."

Ye Zixing was still wearing sexy underwear, and he pulled the black rope away from the back, and it was stuck on one waist, and the only bit of fabric couldn't cover any body after kneading for a while.His hands and feet were weak, and his body was so uncomfortable that he didn't even think about what kind of emotions he should respond to now.

Ye Zixing didn't reply to the message, stood up and shuffled, and blew out the candles he had lit up one by one.

Soon the room was completely dark.