After the divorce of a luxurious ex-husband

Three minutes ago, the old man inquired tentatively about his son's attitude. This time, the man didn't stick to what to please others.

"I think your attitude means that I want to find a man to like." He answered indifferently while eating dessert. His tone didn't seem to be joking.

Shi ran sat on the sofa and listened to the old man explain what had just happened. When he heard this, he couldn't help opening his eyes and asking, "what did you say?"

The old man raised his eyebrows. "What else can I say? Do you want me to beg him?"

After a pause, she loosened her back slightly and hesitated: "I said that he really likes men when he has the ability. I, an old mother, also recognized it."

The old man thought, in short, now his son's orientation can be determined that there is no problem. He will not be angry. Really find a man and daughter-in-law for himself.

"Probably not..." in the face of Shi Ran's helpless expression, the old man suddenly had no bottom in his heart. His eyes opened and wanted to find some reliable information from each other's face, "doesn't he like men?"

But he didn't want to. Shi ran just smiled, took a cup of warm water, looked up and drank while avoiding the old man's eyes. "I don't know about it, and he didn't tell me."

Then he took the cup and left, leaving a confused old man blinking, "what is unclear? Doesn't he like women? "

That night, Yan Hao, who was going to bed after washing, suddenly received a call from the young master and asked him to go upstairs.

When he opened the door and went in, the man was sitting at his desk in his home clothes, with a pile of thick documents in front of him.

"Young master, what's the matter?" He stood by the door with a cautious look on his face and didn't forget to turn his head around.

Shan Rao smelled the speech, looked sideways, and asked coldly: "come in."

The man grabbed the door edge with one hand and looked very embarrassed.

"I'll let you in!" Impatient, he closed the document in his hand heavily, "afraid I'll eat you?"

"No..." Yan Hao was so excited that he stepped in and carefully explained: "young master, why don't you go to the study when you want to deal with your work? I can't explain clearly if my wife or master sees me so late. "

With that, he scratched his head at a loss.

"I'm not afraid. What are you afraid of?" Shan Rao frowned. After seeing his footsteps approaching, he reached out and pointed to the chair in front of him, and pushed out a pile of data in his hand. "This is several versions of the design draft sent by the design department. All of them will be proofread for me tonight, and I'll use them tomorrow morning."

He was so serious that he didn't look like a joke, which made Yan Hao stare round his eyes. He was very unbelievable, "tonight? Isn't the seminar tentatively scheduled for next week? "

"What nonsense." The man's cold eyes, did not give him too many opportunities to question, and ordered very arbitrarily: "I said tomorrow is tomorrow."

Yan Hao, who swallowed his saliva silently, quietly observed his young master's face and thought of what his aunt said during the day. He guessed that he was angry at himself, so he had to bend down and nod. He hurriedly held the pile of data in his arms, "OK, I know, young master, I'll do it now."

Seeing that he raised his feet to go, the man coughed gently again, then hooked his fingers at him and knocked on the desk in front of him: "don't go, just do it here."

"Ah?"

Yan Hao instantly blew his hair. Before he could speak, he saw that the man had left the chair and raised his feet to the bathroom.

"I want to spot check the results at any time. Don't think I didn't know you would be lazy." Shan Rao smiled brightly. Before opening the bathroom door, he turned his head and hooked his lips, "I'll take a bath first."

The water splashing in the bathroom washed away the man's uneasy and fragile little heart.

Yan Hao felt as if he was carrying an electric motor in his arms, which shocked him in a cold sweat. However he thought, he felt that the scene was wrong.

"Is it difficult..." he exclaimed, rolling up and down his throat and swallowing uneasily, "no, No."

After two self comforts, he couldn't help raising his head from the pile of dense documents and quietly looked at the direction of the bathroom entrance.

Just then, the sound of water in the door suddenly stopped.

After a while, there was a "click" sound of the door handle turning. He seemed guilty of being a thief. He hurriedly took back his sight. In order to hide his embarrassment, he pretended not to care and picked up the water at the table to drink.

The sound of "Gudong Gudong" is amazing.

While drinking, he still aimed at the direction of the man's footsteps, and accidentally drank the glass of water.

"Are you thirsty?" Shan Rao walked to him with his upper body naked and a bath towel wrapped around him. He raised his hand and wiped his hair while observing his face.

Yan Hao turned his head and saw the man's strong abdominal muscles.

He coughed again, "well, thirsty, a little thirsty."

The next second, I want to bury my head in the pile of documents.

Fortunately, the man next to him just laughed, raised his feet and went back into the bathroom. When he dried his hair, he didn't come out again. He just leaned against the bed and played mobile games.

Listening to the noise coming from the direction of the bed, Yan Hao shook his head, but he felt more and more heavy, and the words in front of him began to drift away one by one.

"Sleepy... How can you be so sleepy?"

After a while, his body began to shake and his upper and lower eyelids began to fight.

He got up, went to the bathroom to wash his face and came back again. He turned to see that the man was still playing games. He asked innocently, "young master, why don't you sleep?"

"I supervise you."

The man looks energetic and energetic.

He staggered to his desk like a penguin. After sitting for five minutes, he began to beg for mercy: "young master, I'm very sleepy. Can I get up tomorrow?"

"No."

The man answered simply and straightforwardly, without any human touch.

After several twists and turns, he finally couldn't support it. He hung down his shaky head and fell asleep on the desk.

Hearing the snoring not far away, Shan Rao's hand stopped, then turned off the mobile phone screen, quickly got up, walked to the desk and poked each other's shoulder: "asleep?"

In response to him, there was only a small snore.

When the man saw this, he gently hooked his lips. The bottom of his eyes showed the meaning of success. His eyes immediately turned to the water cup next to him and smiled like a villain.

He rubbed his hands, picked up the man and threw him on the bed.

He stared at the prey that had already fallen asleep, and the corners of his mouth didn't feel a bad smile.

——

The next day, Yan Hao was awakened by the old lady's panic scream.

He closed his eyes and frowned, turned over to hide under the quilt, and ended up bumping into the chest of the man next to him.

Before he could react, he reached out and touched it. Then he pinched it again. A stuffy voice came from his head and asked him, "is it fun?"

At that moment, it was like an electric current in the bottom of my heart.

He opened his eyes and quietly pulled open the bedding on his head. From the gap, he saw that the man was sideways, supporting his forehead with one hand and looking at him with drooping eyes.

At that moment, Yan Hao felt that he was finished.

He was like a young girl who had been insulted. He screamed at the top of his voice, then plopped to sit up and squeezed his chest: "young master, you..."

His face turned red before he said anything. That was so frightening that the old lady standing outside the door stepped back.

"Shan Rao!" The old man was so angry that his breath fluctuated up and down, "are you crazy?"

She wanted to enter the door, but when she saw two men naked in the same quilt and clothes scattered from the entrance of the room to the edge of the bed, she immediately lost the courage to enter the door and scolded: "get up quickly!"

The man hooked his lips and smiled. After the door was closed, he patted Yan Hao's arm next to him. He lifted the quilt and got out of bed: "don't be shy, get up."