The door slammed shut, completely cutting off Rong Zhi's view.He stood in front of the hallway with his arms folded for a moment, the air was cold, his shirt was a little thin, he clenched his arms, and he didn't get any warmth from his palms.Rong Zhi silently closed the door, and a ray of warm light lit up the study room, illuminating a messy array of photographs on the wall.Shang Heng's adoptive parents' family was crossed with a black signature pen, Lin Yuqing also had the same mark, Gu Rin had two slashes, and Fang Yang had a big cross.Rong Zhi stared at Wen Ruiyun's photo, holding the pen and drawing a third slash on it.The tip of the pen moves on the photo wall, and finally stops in front of Shang Heng's photo in the middle, Rong Zhi's fingers gently caress his face, takes the photo off, bows his head slightly, and drops a dragonfly kiss.The mobile phone screen on the table flickered with the bright light of the incoming news, and Rong Zhi glanced at it, it was a transfer reminder, and Shang Heng had prepaid the rent of the apartment for three months.Shang Heng's last transfer was when he paid half a year's rent in advance, so it seems that he will move out after living for three months at most Rong Zhi's eyes darkened, and for a moment, he reined in his excess emotions as if nothing had happened, turned on his laptop, and wrote a short email to every real estate agency under his father's company.After doing all this, Rong Zhi turned off the light, in the dark, he lit a cigarette, the moonlight fell on the floor in front of the window, he leaned on the single sofa in a relaxed posture, supported his cheek with one hand, and quietly looked at the photo on the wall.Wen Ruiyun took off his coat and put it between his elbows, and walked around the house to visit, but unfortunately the area of this single apartment was only 100 square meters, and it took a few steps to walk around.The newspapers and magazines scattered on the sofa in the living room, the cooled coffee cups on the table, the quilt lifted in a corner of the bedroom, the kitchen that has hardly been opened, and the coat stacked on the coat rack, and even the single water cup and toothbrush on the front shelf of the bathroom mirror have not been missed.Shang Heng clasped his hands and leaned lazily on the door frame: Has the leader finished inspecting?
Wen Ruiyun couldn't help but smile when he heard this: It seems that I can't find your little secret.Shang Heng shrugged: It's just a place to live, and it's not your cabin, so what's the secret.Wen Ruiyun didn't know which sentence to be pleased, and he was in a good mood: It's too cramped here, it doesn't fit your identity, and it's a boss worth hundreds of millions of dollars, why don't you change to a bigger house?
At least ask someone to clean up the house.Shang Heng didn't care: Anyway, if you live alone, why do you want such a big house?
Do you listen to the echo every day?
I'm not as particular about the use as you, it's the same wherever I live, but I don't plan to stay here for a long time, after all, it's a tolerant apartment, and I'm going to move out after a while.Wen Ruiyun turned his head: It's all the same?
Don't you think you deserve a decent home?
Shang Heng's hand to clean up the clutter paused: I didn't think about it.Only two or more people can be called a home, and a house of one person can only be called a single apartment.This is the world of the book, where does he have a home?
Wen Ruiyun said slowly: If you are troublesome, there are still many vacant rooms in my manor, you can choose.Shang Heng's eyebrows moved, and he opened his mouth, but he didn't answer this after all.Wen Ruiyun returned to the living room and sat down on the modular sofa, wearing a noble high-end suit, and a dignified posture sitting in the sofa, as if a condescending outsider, out of step with the surrounding environment.Shang Heng poured him a cup of tea, ordinary tea leaves, ordinary white porcelain cups, and ordinary hot boiled water.Wen Ruiyun shook the cup and disgusted: I never drink this kind of tea.Shang Heng squinted his eyes, snorted, and was about to launch a mocking attack, but when he saw the other party slowly blowing away the hot air, he lowered his head and took a sip, took a sip in his mouth, and tasted it for a while before drinking it into his throat, raising his eyes and throwing a smile at Shang Heng: Now I think it's quite fragrant.Shang Heng: He was almost amused by Wen Ruiyun: Mr.
Wen, President Wen, if you use sultry methods in the mall, is there still a place for opponents to stand?
Wen Ruiyun bowed his head slightly and smiled calmly: Thank you for your compliment, and encourage you.Shang Heng almost laughed off the newspapers and magazines in his hand: Where did you learn the poor mouth?
I don't know if you still have the potential to tell bad jokes, where has the serious and solemn Mr.
Wen gone?
You can't be someone else's pretend, right?
Or is this Wen Ruiyun's unique drunken state?
Wen Ruiyun folded his legs, leaned into the back of the soft sofa, loosened his tie casually, and slowly understood the buttons on the cuffs: Naturally, I learned from Mr.
Shang, Mr.
Shang made a gesture, and unintentionally coaxed a group of people into submission, if I can learn a thing or two, will I still stay on the side of the road to blow the cold wind?
Shang Heng's nose was slightly raised, and he waved his hand pretendedly: Tsk, what a big sour smell, was Mr.
Wen coaxed by me?
I don't see it.Wen Ruiyun glanced at him with a smile, reached out and pulled Shang Heng's tie, and dragged the person in front of him, his voice was low and deep, like the end of a cello: When did Mr.
Shang coax me?
Well?
Shang Heng supported the back of the sofa with one hand, and met Wen Ruiyun's focused eyes, at such a close distance, the silhouette of the other party was shrouded in a deeper and three-dimensional shadow cast by Shang Heng.It is obviously Zhang Ru's elegant and square facial features, but at the moment the tie is still tied upright, and the buttons on the collar of the shirt are meticulously buttoned to the highest one, but the lips are extremely ruddy, as if they are open and closed, revealing an indescribable sexiness, tempting people to kiss.Even when he deliberately showed weakness, Wen Ruiyun was still strong.The familiar white sandalwood incense jumped into his nose, Shang Heng's Adam's apple slid gently, his lips were dry, he held his tie, and pulled it back from the man's hand little by little.His posture did not move, and his voice was hoarse: Mr.
Wen only needs to beckon, so many young and beautiful men and women are vying to coax you, why do you want to come to my cramped little apartment and quarrel with the neighbor opposite, isn't it out of style?
Wen Ruiyun pondered the title of the neighbor opposite, and said slowly: I don't want to come here either, I don't like the furnishings here, I don't like the narrowness here, I don't like the noise of the road nearby, and I don't like the owner of this house.The corners of Shang Heng's eyes twitched, and he was about to speak, but he was gagged by the man's erected index finger.I don't like anywhere, but here you are.Wen Ruiyun sighed and smiled helplessly, if the mountain doesn't come, I'll come, then I have to come to the mountain.Shang Heng smiled, knelt on the edge of the sofa, slowly straightened up his upper body, and looked down at him condescendingly: What if the mountain doesn't want to be you?
Wen Ruiyun took his hand, the force was neither light nor heavy, and seeing that Shang Heng did not immediately withdraw it, he smiled slightly: I see how charming Qingshan is, and I expect Qingshan to see me like this.Shang Heng endured it for a long time and didn't hold back, shrugged his shoulders and laughed, Mr.
Wen, you are too confident.Wen Ruiyun said meaningfully: How to climb the mountain if you are not confident?
I'm afraid that looking at the lofty mountains and steep mountain roads, I will stop and want to take a shortcut.Shang Heng withdrew his hand and raised his eyebrows: What exactly do you want to say?
Wen Ruiyun lowered his head and took a sip of tea to moisten his throat: I'm talking about your neighbor.What happened to Rongzhi?
You just deliberately said those things to misunderstand him, and I haven't settled accounts with you yet.Shang Heng frowned, remembering that Rong Zhi suspected that Wen Ruiyun had leaked the news to Fang Yang, he hesitated a little, hesitating and not knowing whether to ask.Wen Ruiyun raised his eyes, and the smile at the end of his eyes retracted: Didn't you explain it too?
You let me go, and you have to settle accounts with me?
Shang Heng was speechless for a long time, sat down on the sofa next to him, and pinched his eyebrows: There is no result left and right, I am cutting off his thoughts, long pain is better than short pain, and I didn't mean to poke his heart.Oh?
Wen Ruiyun dragged out his tone, slowly dangled the teacup, and smiled lazily, you know that I also have thoughts, and let me enter the house, no, no, no.Shang Heng stretched out a finger and shook it in front of his eyes, imitating Wen Ruiyun's tone and tone in his mouth, and said slowly: Mr.
Wen, thank you for your love, but I'm sorry, I'm afraid you and I won't have a result.Wen Ruiyun's smile froze at the corners of his mouth: Shang Heng laughed out loud in an instant, and finally let out a bad breath, swaggering to the bathroom to freshen up, the door was locked firmly, leaving Wen Ruiyun alone in the cold living room doubting life.
※※※This small apartment has only one master bedroom and one study, and there is only one bed.A floor lamp was turned on in one corner of the room, and in the warm yellow light, Shang Heng sat on the single sofa in the bedroom in a cotton pajamas, and looked intently through the newly approved project plan.Wen Ruiyun came out of the bathroom with a body of moisture, and Shang Heng didn't have new pajamas for him to wear, so he had to give him a new set of shirts.The two are of similar stature, and Wen Ruiyun is wearing Shang Heng's shirt without disagreeing at all.Shang Heng heard the movement and looked up, just in time to see a long figure slowly stepping into the light.Wen Ruiyun didn't button it, revealing a large piece of tight skin on his chest, the well-textured lines were tied up at the waist into a sexy mermaid line extending into pajama pants, and the hot water in the shower seemed to be too hot, washing the skin hot and red.His hair is combed back with hairspray on weekdays, and his eyes are wet with water, scattering casually, showing a bit of rare laziness and uninhibitedness.Wet droplets of water dripped from the ends of his sideburns, wetting the white shirt and creating a small dark stain on his shoulders, snaking down his collarbone and finally onto the □□'s instep.Wen Ruiyun leaned on the door frame and gently knocked on the open door of the bedroom: Mr.
Shang, where are you going to place me?
Shang Heng saw him from head to foot, and from foot to head, supported his cheek with one hand, and sighed: I said sofa, will you go to sleep?
Wen Ruiyun asked lightly: What do you say?
Shang Heng pointed to his bed: Mr.
Wen, please.Wen Ruiyun smiled slowly, waiting for this sentence: Do you have wine?
The fridge has it, why do you still want to drink it?
Shang Heng frowned helplessly.I'm used to having a little drink before bed.Wen Ruiyun carried two cans of beer, put one of them on the coffee table beside Shang Heng, opened one by himself, raised his head and took a sip, frowning: Why beer?
I still like red wine.Shang Heng looked at the steaming beer cans and sneered: You dare to dislike the wine in my refrigerator?
I want to drink the wine at home.Wen Ruiyun smiled lowly, and the beer can touched him lightly: Cheers.The cold and spicy liquor flowed down his throat, Shang Heng turned the beer can, and squinted at Wen Ruiyun, who was sitting on the bedside, and his clothes were disheveled: Mr.
Wen is so idle, don't you have to work in my place?
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Wen Ruiyun moved, leaving the side close to Shang Heng for him, and said: I want to do everything myself, what do you want those executives to do?
Shang Heng laughed and nodded: Yes.He thought about the "Lingshan" project in his heart, and the words came to his mouth several times, and swallowed them back, maybe it was his subordinates who accidentally leaked Rong Zhi who was sure to be Wen Ruiyun, but Shang Hengda didn't want to believe it from the bottom of his heart.It's not too early, when are you going to see it?
Wen Ruiyun interrupted his contemplation, Shang Heng came back to his senses, closed the plan, turned off the floor lamp, and only half of the room was suddenly illuminated by moonlight.He got up and rubbed his shoulders: Mr.
Wen rest early, I'll go sleep on the sofa.As he spoke, he was about to go out.As soon as he opened the bedroom door, a palm slammed on the door, and it closed again with a bang.The hot chest immediately pressed against the back, and the heat and heat could be felt through the shirt, climbing in the narrow space between the arm and the wall.Wen Ruiyun tightly wrapped his arms around Shang Heng's waist, opened his mouth to grab his neck, and gently sucked out red marks, his eyes sank in the dark: Don't go.The neck socket was filled with the man's burning breath, Shang Heng's straight back was numb, and he went to grab Wen Ruiyun's wrist again.Unexpectedly, this time the man learned to be smart, and pressed the person against the wall with the weight of his body, his forehead against his forehead, the tip of his nose against the tip of his nose, his fingers touched Shang Heng's lips, and he hissed in a hoarse voice: I want to kiss you here, is it okay?
My business president.This salutation swirls around the tip of the tongue a thousand times, tickling the eardrums in the corner of no one, it is simply sexy and magnetic.Shang Heng's breathing faltered slightly, his eyes deepened, and his vision was a beautiful lip shape, an open placket, and an undulating chest that was wanton and vigorous in every strand of hair.He suddenly clasped Wen Ruiyun's chin hard, and saw his dark eyes, the dark red that was unrelieved was churning Chapter 60 into his arms The hazy moonlight was rising and falling in the dim room, Wen Ruiyun pressed Shang Heng against the corner of the wall, and the side faces of the two of them looked at each other, half-bright and half-ambiguous under the ambiguous moonlight.The aroma of white sandalwood was diluted by the shower, and at this moment it turned into a very light fragrance, which surrounded Shang Heng tightly.This is the breath exclusive to Wen Ruiyun, usually quiet and dormant, but now, with the owner's no longer suppressed desire, he suddenly seemed to be ready to move as if he had lifted the ban, with a certain aggressive temptation, looking for the flaws of the prey.Wen Ruiyun smiled at the corner of his eyes, and when he looked closely, he seemed to want to refuse and welcome.The tip of his nose rubbed against Shang Heng's, his palm held his face, and the burning palm stroked back and forth between his neck and cheeks.Can I kiss here if I want?
Wen Ruiyun stubbornly asked for his opinion repeatedly, and his voice was soft, no longer as tough as the previous two times.Shang Heng's lips moved, he didn't nod, he didn't show a look of repulsion, he just hesitated and frowned.If the other party is hard, he has a lot of ways to treat him, but when Wen Ruiyun asks for a kiss cautiously and preciously, Shang Heng falls into a helpless situation.Wen Ruiyun constantly tested his bottom line, with the slightest movements, the softest voice, little by little to the scorching front line, to attack the defensive line.The thumb gently rubbed the corner of Wen Ruiyun's mouth, Shang Heng stared at him with heavy eyes, and his ears were full of heavy breathing.He had never seen a man who could interpret the gentleman and the temptation of desire so perfectly on the same face.The strange restlessness awoke in his body, rushing through the blood and cells, and he had not experienced such an impulsive feeling in a long time.Wen Ruiyun, who once stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows on the top floor of the Twin Towers and overlooked him, with an aggressive aura, lowered his proud head in front of him, accommodating without a trace, and tried every possible means to lure and break into his world.It's not terrible to be strong, it's not terrible to be seduced, it's terrible to be strong and respectful, and it's sincere to be tempted to peel off.Rao is a god with a heart like a rock, and he has to think about it.Wen Ruiyun hugged him tightly, and his hot snort hit the corners of his lips: Mr.
Shang Heng Shang Shang called as softly as a murmur, low and hoarse, and scratched in his heart like a cat's claw on every syllable.When he heard the third title, Shang Heng's strings of management wisdom were finally broken by Wen Ruiyun's tireless plucking!
He let go of the hand that was holding the man's chin.Wen Ruiyun's eyes changed slightly, and his heart sank, but he still refused to hug him with all his heart, even if it was in vain to hug the wind that he couldn't grasp.He almost thought he was about to be rejected again, but the hand grabbed the back of his neck!
Shang Heng put one hand around the man's waist and pressed against himself involuntarily.The world froze for a moment before being completely swallowed up by the vortex.Shang Heng's eyes were dark and his breathing was suppressed.