Dangerous game

Jiang Bei's work was rejected, and the judges' original words were, "It's mediocre and nothing new, and it's not up to the mark."

That’s not to mention, a few days ago in the studio, Jiangbei offended a male colleague surnamed Tang just for the selection of the quota. In order to distinguish between good and bad, he had to overcome all opinions and pushed the wooden sculpture in Jiangbei up.

Everyone in the studio knows how everyone is talking behind their backs, saying that Jiangbei has followed a rich man, has someone to support him in everything, and a bum can be praised as an artist.

He is used to being casual. When he opened a studio, he was good at everything. Now he is alone, and he will fall wherever he can get food.

Boss Hu allocated an office for him, and he just stayed in it all day long, and didn't come out to chat with colleagues. The interpersonal relationship was indeed not as good as before.

A group of people were having lunch, and Xiao Tang was treating guests, except that Jiangbei's share was not counted. Boss Hu happened to be away, and everyone's dislike for Jiangbei was even more undisguised.

People who work hard to earn money to support their families naturally look down on the kind of people who sell their asses. Have you ever seen any honest person who would sympathize with a prostitute in a romantic place?

Jiang Bei came out to go to the bathroom, and Xiao Tang met him face to face.

"Hey, look at my brain." Xiao Tang patted his head lightly, and said in a strange way: "I forgot your share. I'll make up for what you want to eat."

"No need." Jiang Bei didn't bother to talk about it. He could tell whether it was false or true.

Xiao Tang chased after him, "You are not angry with me, I really forgot."

Jiang Beibei was impatient: "I'm not angry, it's just a meal."

The others watched this farce with relish, and their hearts were all for Xiao Tang: Poor Xiao Tang has no power and no power, and he is overwhelmed by an idiot who sells his ass, what a shame.

"I said Xiao Tang, if people ignore you, you will be pulled down. You have to put your hot face on your cold-ass." One person said.

Another person heard the voice and said, "His ass is not cold."

There was a burst of laughter from the audience. They had been depressed for a long time, and today was an outlet for venting.

Xiao Tang was broken, and it was rare for so many people to support him. He laughed and explained to other colleagues: "I'm afraid of offending other people's financial backers, and I might lose my job."

Jiang Bei scanned the faces of those people one by one, and the indifference in his eyes gradually faded. It is true that he took their places. In the past, he also hated people like himself.

He left the office hall and hid back in his office alone. The unselected elm still had a faint woody fragrance. Jiang Bei stretched out his hand to touch the small southern city, feeling increasingly sad.

Everything is going downhill now.

The sound outside hadn't stopped, and it seemed that another wave of climax had been set off. Jiang Bei could hear it clearly through the door.

"He won't really blow the pillow wind."

"What are you afraid of? Rich men are just for fun. Who would care about such trivial matters?"

"What's wrong with having hands and feet, tsk tsk."

……

"What did you have for lunch?"

Shen Munan had just finished processing a few documents on hand, so he managed to spare some time to call Jiangbei.

Jiang Bei lay on the table in a dismal mood, and said in a lukewarm voice, "Takeaway."

The man frowned: "In the future, I will ask Akun to prepare a meal and deliver it there, so don't eat the takeaway."

"Don't let Aping come and pick me up in the future."

Shen Munan's hand holding the pen paused slightly, "Did someone say something?"

"It's too ostentatious, I'm shy, why don't you change him to a domestic Volkswagen."

Shen Munan smiled, and the conversation gradually turned into ambiguity, "It depends on your performance."

After get off work in the evening, Shen Munan drove over to pick up Jiangbei himself. During the day, he heard something was wrong with his little lover.

The man walked straight in. Boss Hu was holding a meeting for his employees. At the end of the year, he encouraged everyone to cheer for their performance.

Shen Munan stood outside the glass door and waited patiently for a while. Jiang Bei didn't pay attention, but someone reminded Boss Hu that there was someone standing at the door.

Boss Hu turned his head to look, and the change in mood was also very subtle. He hadn't stepped out of his legs yet, but his voice was already loud and clear, "Oh Mr. Shen, why are you here? Please come in, please come in."

"What time do you get off work?"

Boss Hu looked at his watch, smiled and said, "Hurry up." After speaking, he waved to Jiangbei, "Xiaojiang, come here."

Jiang Bei walked out of the line, and now he has become the target of public criticism. Those colleagues probably will not feel comfortable seeing him in the future.

"boss."

Boss Hu pushed Jiang Bei on the man, and he was as refreshed as a northern man, "Go back with Mr. Shen, there is nothing to do today."

Jiang Bei didn't look at the man, and answered with his head down, "Hey."

The rest of the people teased each other with their eyes, and they didn't dare to look at this naturally noble man. Perhaps it was because of his aura, Shen Munan always had a kind of indifference that made it hard to stare at. They also couldn't imagine that such a man who was completely abstinent What does an angry man look like in bed.

"Wait for me, I'll get something." Jiang Bei went to the office and hugged the wooden sculpture in his arms, ready to take it back.

Seeing that he was struggling, Shen Munan directly took it over, "I'll do it."

Boss Hu took the opportunity to be courteous and polite, "Mr. Shen, let me find someone to help you move down."

"No need." The man said quietly.

Jiang Bei followed the man, turned his head to say hello, "Boss, I'll go back first."

"Go back, let's go back." Boss Hu trotted to the door, hurriedly caring: "Mr. Shen, please slow down."

"Why are you here?" Jiang Bei asked.

Shen Munan took out the car keys, pressed the unlock button, and jokingly said, "I'm afraid you will be bullied, so come here to support you."

"No way, my colleague is not a jackal."

"Stubborn." Shen Munan put the wooden carving lightly in the trunk, and grabbed Jiangbei's shoulders, "Get in the car."

The car moved forward steadily, Jiang Bei leaned against the door, stared at the busy traffic outside the window, and remained silent.

The man saw it, and suddenly became silent for no reason.

Driving into the suburbs, the view on both sides gradually widens. The vast expanse under the winter snow, all dressed up, has a sense of solemnity. The further west you drive, the quieter the city becomes.

The housekeeper had already met them at the door, welcomed them out of the car, and began to ask about the taste of the dinner dishes.

Jiang Bei walked around to the trunk and took the wood carving down. The man wanted to reach out to pick it up, but this time Jiang Bei dodged it, "No, I'll do it myself."

The bony hand hung for a moment, then retracted again.

"What would you like to eat tonight?"

Shen Munan stepped forward, casually asked about Jiang Bei behind him, and the butler followed them tremblingly, praying that this ancestor would not offend their husband, many years ago, he had seen Jiang Bei's "smart teeth", There are still scars on the husband's arm.

"Whatever, I'm not picky eaters."

Shen Munan paused, and told the butler: "Let's have a lighter evening."

"Okay, I'll let the kitchen do it." The butler stepped back with a sigh of relief.

Two hours after the meal, as usual, they take a bath and exercise unrestrainedly on the bed.

Jiang Bei is not very keen on this kind of thing, he is like a dead fish on wood, and occasionally he will moan twice in coordination, and at this time, the man's strength will always be much stronger.

Halfway through the work, Jiang Bei's cell phone dinged, it was a text message, he gasped and fumbled for the cell phone on the bedside table. The hand that touched Jiang Bei dragged him to continue to sink into the sea of ​​desire.

The text message was sent by Chen Xinyu - [Let's meet at the old place tomorrow, I want to ask you for a favor. ]

The man went to take a shower, Jiang Bei slumped on the bed and replied him stroke by stroke with limp fingers, [What time? ]

[at noon. ]

[it is good. ]

Shen Munan came out wiping his hair, his lower body was only wrapped in a bath towel, he rolled his eyes at Jiangbei, as cold as usual, "Go and wash."

I don't know if it's because of a guilty conscience, but Jiang Bei intends to flatter him, so he moves closer to the man, "You hug me in."

Shen Munan pinched his chin, the darkness in his eyes was fleeting, and then he smiled, "I'm fat, I can't hold it."

Jiang Bei turned his face away and muttered, "Okay then, I'll walk over by myself."

Jiang Bei got out of bed with his slippers on, and within a few steps, he was hugged by someone around the waist. He wrapped his arms around the man's neck and said with a sneer, "Can't you hold him?"

"Don't go to work tomorrow." The man said in a low voice.

"The boss wants to deduct money."

"I'll help you ask for leave, huh?"

"No, my unit has something to do tomorrow, um..."

Soon, the bathroom was filled with a scent of ecstasy again. Under the hot air, Jiang Bei fell into a stupefied sleep. His whole body seemed to be falling apart, but he was also in a good mood.

Carrying the man into the bedroom, the man's rough breathing gradually calmed down. He rubbed the cheek that couldn't see the traces of time, and a burst of tenderness suddenly surged in his heart.

"Xiao Bei." He hugged Jiang Bei lightly and pressed a warm kiss on his forehead.

When he woke up the next day, Shen Munan was no longer there. Aping was waiting downstairs early in the morning. He was chatting with the butler at this time. Jiang Bei finished packing and went downstairs, and happened to bump into the two at the stairs.

Seeing him, Ah Ping smiled and asked, "Mr. Jiang, do you want to go somewhere today?"

Jiang Bei was still wondering why it didn't go off this morning after he set the wake-up alarm clock last night.

"Send me somewhere at noon." Jiang Bei took his thoughts away for a while, and sniffed hard, "What's the smell?"

"Hey, I put on some perfume today."

"Furious."

Near noon, Aping drove Jiangbei out and arrived at the agreed place. Jiangbei said he wanted to eat ice cream, so Aping got off the car and bought it for him.

In less than 3 minutes, Ah Ping ran back, panting, and handed the pink cream cone to Jiangbei, "It's cold, Mr. Jiang, don't spoil your stomach."

Jiang Bei took it and licked the outermost ring of cream, "How much did you pay for it?"

"Not expensive, only eight yuan."

Jiang Bei stopped licking, "It's too cheap, go buy me a Haagen-Dazs."

"Eat whatever you want. We will have lunch in a while. Isn't the ice cream the same?"

"You Boss Shen is so rich, I'll give him a Haagen-Dazs, and I can give him bankruptcy."

Ah Ping was in trouble: "But there are none around here."

"You drive to buy it, and I'll wait for you here, it's vanilla."

"All right……"

"Don't forget to open-issue-invoice, I will ask you Mr. Shen for reimbursement tomorrow."

However, by the time Ah Ping had finally "traveled across mountains and rivers" and bypassed the congestion in the city, Jiangbei, who said he was waiting for him, had long since disappeared.When I called, it also showed that it was turned off.

A Ping and Zhang Er were puzzled, and stood in the cold wind foolishly: Where are people!