Eating cute friends who grew up

Song Cheng stood in front of the window and listened, with a cigarette in his hand, unmoved: "They have what ability to touch you, Gu Huai has gone back, why, you can't help it." Come over, but I didn't expect there to be a reporter there, "Whether the golden house hides beauty or not has nothing to do with you."

Fang Jiming looked at Song Cheng unwillingly, he threw off the quilt and threw himself into Song Cheng's arms barefoot, half of his body was exposed in his already thin shirt: "It's said that there is a 7-year itch, and we haven't even had 7 years yet." .”

"Do you think that Gu Huai would be so angry that he would kill me knowing that you and I are together?" Song Cheng took a puff of cigarette, unmoved by the masculinity in front of him.

Fang Jiming took a cigarette from the man's hand and took a puff. It seemed that there was some drama. He said, "Let's make up, just like before. I don't care how many people you have outside, and I won't ask." As for Gu Huai, Fang Jiming's hands wrapped tightly around Song Cheng's waist, his fingers moved slowly on the back of his waist, and his tone was not without regret, "I only like you, before and now."

Song Cheng finished listening with a smile: "Do you like me more, or my family background more." The hand on his waist stretched into his pants like a snake, Song Cheng stopped that hand with a smile on his lips, "Game over."

Fang Jiming immediately looked like he couldn't believe it: "You really forgot all about it, we have been together for six years."

"Six years are fleeting. You have been with me for six years, and I have been with you for six years. What's the disadvantage?" Compared to Fang Jiming's grievance and crying, Song Cheng inexplicably thought of the one at home.

"So you are now a vegetarian for Chen Rui."

Song Cheng didn't like to hear these words: "What is vegetarianism? Who can force me to do things in bed." As for Fang Jiming's coquettishness, Song Cheng, as a gay guy who doesn't care about food, doesn't want to eat it, but he doesn't eat it now, " I remember you didn't take this one before."

Fang Jiming immediately pulled up his shirt and unbuttoned it. He was indeed not this type before: "I can change anything for you." Even if it becomes a look that I didn't like before.

"Aren't all the people who climbed into your bed before were of this type, and there were many people who were naked and twisted around you." His tone couldn't help but rushed, Fang Jiming put on his clothes and brushed all the wet hair on his forehead When the smooth forehead was exposed on the top of his head, his temperament also changed accordingly. He looked at Song Cheng with slightly sharp eyes, and completely lost the elegant and gentle appearance in front of others.

"Song Cheng, we are the only ones."

Song Cheng smiled back: "Which type of person?"

Fang Jiming said: "The only one you love is yourself, we are all hypocrites, and we still understand each other."

"and then?"

"There is not only love between us, but also interests."

Song Cheng's tone was flat: "But Chen Rui thinks that marriage is a matter of love."

"Hey, childish." Fang Jiming sneered and turned to the bedside to try to put on his pants, but the pants were not new, he frowned and threw them into the trash can, just like that, with his bare legs, he took out a cigarette and lit it, slightly slender The strands of hair fluttering on the cheeks, in the dim light, there is another kind of seductive taste.

"Can love maintain a marriage? What can Chen Rui bring to you." Fang Jiming spit out a mouthful of white mist into the air, "Chen Rui is just the son of a businessman. , is just a brat, and if you marry him, it will be a loss-making business."

Even if you like men, so what, wealthy families pay attention to family continuation, business marriage is inevitable, even gays can't avoid it.

Song Cheng's expression remained unchanged: "Is it finished?"

Originally thinking of persuading Song Cheng, but never thinking that he had no idea at all, Fang Ji extinguished the cigarette angrily and stepped forward to hug the man's neck: "I can give you what he can't, why can't you see me."

"Wrong, he can, but you really can't."

Fang Jiming didn't understand, so he asked, "You're telling me why I can't."

Song Cheng smiled and pulled Fang Jiming's hand away: "The game is over, it was you who said it was over, I will listen to you."

"But I did it on purpose to provoke you!" Fang Jiming was most afraid of Song Cheng's expression of not caring about anything, as if their six years of getting along were fake, but those six years were real!

"Six years, what am I in your Song Cheng's eyes!"

Fang Jiming became heart-piercing, because he found that nothing he said would attract this man's attention, "Since you don't care about me, why are you here to save me today—ah!"

Before he finished speaking, Song Cheng turned around and grabbed him by the neck. Song Cheng narrowed his eyes and stared at Fang Jiming as if staring at a worthless prey, very boring: "He is better than you, he knows what can Do, what can you say, he is more self-aware than you, he is not as good as your family background, but his feelings are much purer than yours."

Like without any ingredients, the emotion in those eyes is real and visible.

"You became a lion from a small white rabbit, so I will let you slaughter me." Song Cheng slowly tightened his hands, "You think I want to save you?"

"Cough cough - let go - let go -"

But Song Cheng didn't let go: "At the beginning, you wanted to sleep in my bed, but I didn't stop you, and if you wanted to leave, I didn't stop me either. At most, we are just long-term friends. You and Gu Huai are inseparable, and you still count on me. Stay with you, Fang Jiming, who the hell are you?"

"Song..." Fang Jiming opened his mouth and couldn't speak. He grabbed the hand around his neck with one hand and waved the other in the air. His nails touched Song Cheng's neck. He tried hard to force Song Cheng to separate. "Song... I..."

He forgot, he really forgot, Song Cheng is simply a smiling tiger.

"You still... You still have it outside..." Fang Jiming's face turned blue as the force on his neck became stronger and stronger, and the strength of the slapping gradually weakened. His eyes suddenly blurred, and he was suffocated. On the verge of death, just when he felt that he was going to be dealt with like this in the next second, Song Cheng threw him to the ground like trash, and the gaze was full of disgust.

"Get out of here without losing a piece of flesh."

"Cough, cough, cough—"

"I didn't pursue you, but you actually came to pursue me. I'm afraid your so-called love is not with me, but with the interests behind you." Song Cheng squatted down and looked at Fang Jiming. Fang Jiming still had the guts to stare at him in such a situation. He, as expected of his bedmate for six years, "I gave up the gentleness of my family to save you because of Gu Huai's face." After smoothing the wrinkles on his cuffs, he turned and left without a trace of nostalgia.

Fang Jiming was left crying loudly in the room, no matter what he did, Song Cheng would never look back.

After going downstairs, Song Cheng said to his secretary who was waiting for him in the living room: "Watch him leave."

The secretary lowered his head: "Yes."

It was past three o'clock in the morning when Song Cheng drove home, the bedroom lights were still on, he opened the door and went in, Chen Rui was sleeping soundly on the bed, holding the phone in his hand, and the word gameover was on the screen.

Children love to play games.

The huge belly pushed the quilt out of a hill, and Song Cheng avoided the position of the belly to support the young man's side, but as soon as he sat down, Chen Rui woke up.

"Mr. Song..." Seeing that it was still early, Chen Rui lay back down again, "Why are you back now?"

"After the matter is dealt with, it is natural to come back. How can you be alone at home during the Chinese New Year?"

Chen Rui's heart warmed up: "Where's Fang Jiming?"

"He has someone else to take care of him, so it's none of my business." Song Cheng said casually, Chen Rui wanted to see something from that face, but he didn't look at it, but saw the nail marks on his neck. The bloodstain looked fresh, so he touched it, "Your neck is torn."

"I had a fight with Fang Jiming, and I won't bother you again in the future."

Fighting, how come there is a wound on the neck.

Chen Rui raised his head and smelled the smell of Song Cheng's body to make sure there was no other smell mixed in. He said suspiciously, "I'm always afraid that Mr. Song will go back, after all, Fang Jiming is so good."

"He's not good, but you are good."

"Did you tell him the same thing?"

Song Cheng turned off the light, went to bed and let Chen Rui rest on his arm: "Marriage is not a child's play, I will not let you down."

As usual, Chen Rui would have been secretly happy, but he was not stupid, and now he was not as excited as before, and his heart gradually calmed down.

He doesn't care what happened to Fang Jiming. Firstly, his body is now in the final stage and he feels tired when he goes out. Secondly, he doesn't want to ask more questions. He thinks that he will have a good time when he is unloaded and relaxed. How would he know this year? No, a big surprise came.

There are rumors that the famous artist Fang Jiming entered a high-end residence intimately with a man during the Chinese New Year.

According to the news, the artist Fang Jiming likes men and has been in love with a rich man for many years.

It is said that...

Rumor has it that...

Chen Rui watched the news on the Internet and stood up abruptly to support his waist. His leg was hit by the coffee table and hurt. Aunt Xu, who brought him fruit, was so scared that something happened: "Are you all right, do you want to call a doctor?" .”

"I'm not delicate, so what could happen." Chen Rui picked up his phone and went upstairs to search for news on his computer. There were even photos on the Internet, but he didn't say who the man was.

I didn't say it, but I don't rule out the possibility of knowing it.

A big family business like Song's is also a hot topic. Chen Rui didn't pay attention to gossip before, so he didn't know. After he moved in, he found out that Song Cheng was also on the news. The photos were taken secretly and at night. Although they looked blurry, they still It can also be seen that it is Song City.

One of the photos was of two people hugging each other. Chen Rui swallowed slowly after turning over, thinking of the nail marks on Song Cheng's neck.

The so-called flies do not bite seamless eggs, some things are ridiculous, but it does not mean that gossip is all bullshit.

Chen Rui thought for a while and decided to call Meng Zijun, who quickly answered, "How is your health recently?"

"I want to ask you something."

Chen Rui was rarely serious, and Meng Zijun coughed twice: "Say it."

"On the night of the second day of the new year, Fang Jiming and Song Cheng were together. You know what happened to Fang Jiming, right?"

"I know about that. I don't know if Song Cheng told you about Gu Huai. When Gu Huai found out, he was so angry that he went crazy. The cooperation with the art exhibition was also quickly resolved. What's wrong?"

"Well... have you seen the news on the Internet?"

When Chen Rui asked, Meng Zijun just opened the homepage and saw it at a glance. Then he saw that the time was the evening of the second day of the new year, and his heart skipped a beat. Isn't this news written to provoke a war?

"Don't worry, Song Cheng won't do such a thing. It's impossible for him to turn back. Besides, Fang Jiming has Gu Huai by his side now, so it's even more impossible for Song Cheng to touch him."

Chen Rui pretended not to care a few times and ended the topic with a few "ohh". He stared at the house in the photo for a long time and regretted it in his heart. He shouldn't have called Meng Zijun, what kind of bullshit call did he give him!

Because of the news, Chen's father and Chen's mother also called to ask. Chen Rui didn't want to make them worry, so he was very obedient. He happened to be returning home when Song Cheng came home, so he hung up the phone.

"You called Meng Zijun today."

Chen Rui regretted secretly, and put on a calm expression on his face: "I just wanted to ask about your situation. I said I was afraid. Mr. Song, you are still making news with him. I knew it was yours at a glance..."

Song Cheng didn't let him finish his sentence, he squatted down and held up Chen Rui's face: "Next time you have something to ask me, there is no need to lie to you about it."

Seeing that Song Cheng's face was wrong, Chen Rui didn't know that Song Cheng mentioned Mencius Jun and told him that Mencius Jun was from his side.

"I...I just had a bloodshot forehead today..." Chen Rui hesitated before apologizing, "I'm sorry, Mr. Song."

Chen Rui lowered his head and apologized sincerely. Song Cheng pulled Chen Rui into his lap and sat down: "Or in your eyes, I am that kind of person."

"What kind of person..." Chen Rui was dejected and didn't want to speak.

"It's okay, I'll take care of it, don't worry."

Chen Rui couldn't let it go, he suffered from insomnia that night, and finally fell asleep, and was awakened again in the morning. In his dream, he saw himself going to arrest the female gangster, and when he opened the door, he saw Fang Jiming and Song Cheng having sex together, which made him so angry My forehead hurts, and it hurts even when I wake up.

Is there no one else besides Mencius?

Chen Rui got up and contacted Wang Fei. In the afternoon, Wang Fei came to pick up Chen Rui in his Baobao car: "What's the matter, what's the matter?"

"Who wants to flirt with you, let's go out and talk about business."

"Yo, you're still putting on airs."

Chen Rui didn't talk nonsense: "Where is this, can you find it out?"

Wang Fei looked at the photos while waiting for the red light, and said with embarrassment: "How can I check this? It's blurry, and I can't recognize the rare few clear ones."

"But you have a wider network than me. Since it is a high-end residence, someone has always seen it a few times?"

"Why are you looking into this? You suspect that Song Cheng is cheating." Wang Fei rolled his eyes, "I told you a long time ago."

Chen Rui shook his head quickly: "I just didn't figure it out, and I was not at ease."

"You are serious, okay, this matter is on me."

Chen Rui hurriedly asked: "How do you check?"

Wang Fei couldn't even explain it himself: "How can I find out, just ask those buddies. In two days, I just want to go to the bar to play, so I can help you ask." Seeing Chen Rui pat his stomach and frown tightly, Wang Fei clicked his tongue He couldn't hold back his voice a few times, and said something unpleasant.

"Why is it such a coincidence that their photo was taken."

Chen Rui looked over: "You mean..."

"Before, I didn't say anything because I saw your sweetness, but now... we have such a strong friendship, right? Let me ask you, do you know Song Cheng?"

"I……"

Chen Rui opened his mouth to say he understood, but he hesitated when he saw Wang Fei's questioning eyes.

"Do you know his previous love history?" Wang Fei added, "Except for Fang Jiming."

Chen Rui couldn't answer.

Not only was he unable to answer, but his self-confident and self-righteous heart was also confused, and it became a mess, and it became a mess of unclear lines.

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Ruirui was just dazzled by emotions for a while, and wanted to make [Run] more reasonable, and the countdown is now