Dangerous game

In the corner of the cafe, a man with a back-cut head wearing a trendy brand was boredly watching the sexy woman outside the store, with frivolous eyes and a very shallow smile on his lips, he seemed to be in a good mood.

Jiang Bei pulled out a chair and sat across from him. Chen Xinyu glared at him with sparkling eyes.

"Quite on time."

Jiang Bei didn't want to talk too much, so he said directly, "What can I do for you?"

"It's just a small favor, you can definitely help me." Chen Xinyu's tone didn't sound serious, he sipped the coffee in his cup, "I want a bidding proposal for the Zhongsheng zate project."

"What am I doing, I can't even understand."

Chen Xinyu didn't care much: "Think of a way, I've helped you so many times."

"I can't help you, I don't have access to his company at all."

Chen Xinyu raised one eyebrow, with a playful expression, "How are you and Shen Munan recently?"

Jiang Bei was angry: "That's it."

"It can't be pornographic, why did I hear that Shen Munan is getting married soon?"

"It's over."

"It sounds like I'm jealous." Chen Xinyu rubbed his chin, looking a little wicked, "I can't really like it."

Jiang Bei obviously didn't listen to Chen Xinyu's words, and was anxious to leave, "If you have nothing else to do, I'll go back. His driver is still waiting outside. I can't stay too long."

"What are you in a hurry for?" Chen Xinyu's eyes flicked across Jiang Bei's face, and the coffee spoon in his hand was temporarily put aside, "I am a businessman, since I have promised you so many benefits, you must give me something in return."

Jiang Bei's face was tangled up, "Wait a little longer."

Chen Xinyu smiled, and asked Jiang Bei: "When do you want me to wait? When Shen Munan gets tired of playing with you, pat your ass and leave?"

"He won't slap his ass and leave." Jiang Bei took it seriously, eager to prove his so-called value to the other party, "He also said that he would marry me."

"Oh?" Chen Xinyu led him into the trap, speaking in an orderly manner, "Then do you agree?"

Jiang Bei lowered his eyes and fell silent.

"That's why I didn't agree. Well, I thought I had done a good deed for myself in the past, and there is no need for us to contact each other in the future. After so long, you are playing with me." Chen Xinyu looked at me in all his clothes Looking at Jiangbei, he stretched out his hand to call for the waiter, "Pay the bill."

From the corner of his eye, Jiang Bei saw the man's actions clearly. He paid the money, combed his hair, dressed up, and left... He raised his head suddenly, and said in an extremely humble tone, "Help me again."

Chen Xinyu stood still, licked the inner wall of his mouth with the tip of his tongue, quite casually, "Jiang Bei, I'm not a philanthropist, you've found the wrong person. Well, let me give you an idea, buy a kitchen knife and chop that kid straight away , let your 60-year-old mother go to the prison to collect your body."

The phone rang at the right time, and Chen Xinyu had already lost his current affairs and turned to his sensuality, "Bonnie, I'm free, I'll see you at the club tonight, or is it the same old way?"

After hanging up the phone, Chen Xinyu turned his head to look at the poor man, and mercifully pointed out a way for him, "Go back and marry Shen Munan, you are a man, you can't suffer, so maybe we can get along again. Continue to cooperate, don't you think?"

Jiang Bei clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging into his flesh, without feeling any pain, he shrugged and brushed past Chen Xinyu.

The figure gradually moved away from sight, Chen Xinyu smiled teasingly, and passed under the wind chime at the entrance of the cafe.

"Mr. Shen, I've said everything I need to say, you can't go back on that piece of fat in Huanyu."

"Of course." There was a "click" of a lighter on the phone, and after a few seconds of silence, Shen Munan said, "Chen Xinyu, I'll give you another big gift."

Chen Xinyu half-closed his eyes, "What do you mean?"

"Your brother has been engaged in smuggling in Bulgaria these years, and has been in touch with Lao Mu over there. Your old man probably doesn't know about it."

"Old Mu..." Chen Xinyu was horrified, the name sounded like thunder to him, "You mean Chen Lianyu is smuggling Jun-huo?"

Shen Munan seemed to be smiling lightly, "Your brother's heart is too wild."

Chen Xinyu slightly recovered from the shock, "I know what to do."

"It's not easy for your father to start from scratch. Go back and persuade him. Let go of your brother, a worthless man. From now on, the Chen family will only have a son like you."

"Munan, I was obsessed with the past, we are still friends now." Chen Xinyu was polite, almost apologetic.

Shen Munan didn't speak, the smoke was exhaled from his mouth lightly, and only a very shallow snort could be heard in the earpiece, faintly.

A Ping was still waiting for Jiang Bei in the car, looking around from time to time, it was meal time, there were more people going back and forth outside the shopping mall, it was extremely noisy, and he couldn't wait for anyone, he was very anxious, afraid that something would happen thing.

"Where can a living person go..." Aping's mouth was full of vanilla, he just ate that Haagen-Dazs that was about to turn into water.

Just as he was turning around with sorrow, Jiang Bei suddenly appeared by the car window like a ghost, "Ah Ping."

A Ping was startled, he couldn't hold the phone steady, and jumped to the side of the clutch, "Mr. Jiang, you're finally back, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Jiang Bei opened the car door and sat in, "My stomach hurts, so I went inside and got a tuba. Where's Haagen-Dazs?"

A Ping leaned over to pick up the phone, "It's all melted, I, I threw it away."

"Let's go back."

"Hey, put your seat belt on."

The fragrance of the shower gel seemed to be gone, Jiang Bei came out of the bathroom with slippers on, Shen Munan was still processing emails on the computer, one of the links got stuck, and he was a little annoyed.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the man turned his head and looked towards Jiang Bei, his eyes under the thin-rimmed glasses narrowed for a moment, and there was a cold gleam.

For some reason, Jiang Bei was always a little guilty. He took off his shoes and lay down on the bed, playing with his mobile phone in silence.

Shen Munan took off his glasses, pinched the bridge of his nose with two fingers, and his eyes fell on the little lover curled up like a shrimp, "Sleeping?"

With his back turned to him, Jiang Bei responded vaguely, "A little sleepy."

"You didn't go to work today, why are you still sleepy?" While speaking, Shen Munan had already walked to the edge of the bed and turned off the wall lamps on both sides of the bed.

"It's just tired. I was so tired last night."

The man smiled, and gently rubbed his thumbs back and forth under the little lover's eye sockets, trying to use the heat of his fingertips to fade the bruises, maybe he was just teasing him.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Bei brushed the man's hand away, preventing him from touching it.

"Stop teasing you, go to sleep." The man's guttural voice carried a smile.

During these days of being together, apart from the lack of a certificate, the two of them can be regarded as a "husband and wife" so-so.

At about twelve o'clock, Jiang Bei woke up after a nap, the warm yellow light not far away was still on, the halo was very small, hitting the man's straight waist and crotch, somewhat hazy, as if imagined shadow.

Jiang Bei turned around, thinking about what Chen Xinyu said during the day, something changed quietly.

He stepped on the floor with bare feet, quietly wrapped his arms around the man's neck from behind, imitating the inconspicuous flirting technique in the movie, and stroked Shen Munan's Adam's apple, "I heard people say that you are getting married. "

Shen Munan's back stiffened, he leaned slightly to support Jiang Bei's back, and sat him on his lap, just now to relieve fatigue, he smoked a few cigarettes, but now his voice sounded a little hoarse, "Who told you that? "

Jiangbei confused Zou Zou: "Ah Ping said that."

"It's out of the question." Shen Munan took off his glasses and placed them casually on the computer keyboard, "It's just that the family arranged a blind date."

"Go and see a match, in case you meet the right one, you will be 31 after the Chinese New Year."

The man stared straight at Jiangbei with dark eyes, "If I get married, what will you do?"

Jiang Bei was horrified by the look, bad thoughts sprang up between his chest and diaphragm, and his breathing became fast and heavy. He suddenly wrapped his arms around the man's neck and muttered, "Then don't go on a blind date."

The hand supporting the lower back suddenly exerted strength, intending to drag the other party into this long-planned tenderness.

"I'm getting old, and I need to socialize on some occasions, so I can't always act like this."

"Then I'll marry you." Jiang Bei said, leaning on the man's shoulder.

There was a strange flash in the man's eyes, his tone was as gloomy as wet moss, he coaxed and asked: "'knot' what?"

"I marry you."

"Have you figured it out?"

Jiang Bei was still lying on his shoulders wiltingly. He suddenly felt his eyeballs itch, and wiped them with the back of his hand a few times. When he looked up, he saw the lonely piece of wood carving, and the words in his throat became suffocated again.

The man was still waiting for his reply, the room was silent, and the north wind outside the window whimpered softly.

Each other has their own concerns.

"Why don't you talk?" Shen Munan casually glanced at Jiang Bei's shoesless feet, frowning, "I don't even wear shoes in this weather!"

"Sleepy." Jiang Bei got out of the man's arms and stood up, "I'm going to sleep."

"You haven't answered me yet."

"Let's talk about this tomorrow."

Of course, Shen Munan didn't let him go easily, he pulled Jiang Bei to do it once on the bed, and while being seduced and seduced, the man couldn't resist the waves of passion, and then he closed his eyelids drowsily.

The man asked him hoarsely, "Are you married?"

Jiang Bei was already half asleep and half awake, his body felt limply hot as if soaked in hot water, and his thoughts were no longer his own.

"Um... knot..." he said.

Crazy last night, the aunt who came to clean the room the next day has seen it, the paper towels crumpled up on the floor, open the windows to ventilate, so as to get rid of the "that" smell in the room.

In the future, if someone whispers who this curly-haired man is, she will have a solid conversation piece, and she can tell the group of gossip-loving women about what she saw today—

"I think Mr. really likes that man. It's not tiring to see crumpled tissues all over the floor."

When Jiang Bei went to work, Boss Hu told him mysteriously that his work had been selected, and there were only about [-] works in the city. This time, it was enough face for their studio.

Jiang Bei could guess what was going on, there was no reason for the returned works to be selected again, he hid in his office like a turtle, not daring to face Xiao Tang, and those hardworking and simple colleagues.

During lunch, those people were talking about him again, congratulating him on being shortlisted in front of Boss Hu, while Xiao Tang kept silent and buried himself in eating the fried rice with eggs he brought from home.

Jiang Bei squeezed the lunch box he had just heated up, unable to eat, he glanced furtively at Xiao Tang.

When did he become so annoying?Jiangbei can't remember clearly.