Seize My Boyfriend - B10 (11)
Seeing this, the security guards at the bar were not willing to let them continue to make trouble, so several burly men surrounded them, trying to throw them out.
Mo Zhiyang was already drunk, and he fell down on the leather chair, panting while leaning on the table, and kept muttering, “Mr. Rong~” ”
Hey, don’t mess around!” Guozi blocked the people behind, trying to stop them Actions.
Several people formed a human wall, and other peripheral people were watching.
“Hey, hey!” Guozi wanted to use her body to block their hands.
Suddenly the human wall was broken from the outside, several people were pushed away forcibly, and several people in suits came up and stood behind them.
The people who got close were dazzled by the light. They had guns in their hands, and they stood behind several security guards, so frightened that they couldn’t even hold their mobile phones steadily.
Rong Yichen walked through the crowd to the seat, set his eyes on the drunk boy, and frowned.
“Rong, Mr. Rong?” Guozi gasped in fright when she saw who was coming, isn’t this the new boss of the company? A friend told me about it before.
At that time, when I saw the photos, I still felt emotional, such a handsome person, it would be fine if he was gay, and if he liked himself, why did he appear in front of him alive?
Help, Sao gay’s legs are weak!
“Mr. Rong~” Mo Zhiyang was still muttering.
Rong Yichen pushed Guozi away and walked in front of him, seeing this drunken appearance, he was so angry that he dared to do it even if he couldn’t drink, it was really worrying.
He reached out and brushed the hair on his forehead.
As if sensing something, Mo Zhiyang grabbed his wrist suddenly, and pulled his hand to his cheek, “Mr. Rong~” rubbed his cheek.
Seeing his obedient appearance, Rong Yichen dissipated all anger, lightly moved his index finger, and groped on his cheek, but did not respond to his call.
“Mr. Rong~” Mo Zhiyang yelled softly, as if holding cotton candy, wishing to sweeten everyone, but he began to scold in his heart: Fuck, labor and management are like this, you still don’t answer.
Gan, you wait for me! You will feel better in the future.
“Yes.” Rong Yichen couldn’t hold back in the end, and replied, the sound was so loud that it was unbearable, and he just wanted to hold him in his hands and pamper him.
Bending down to pick up the drunk man, the smell of alcohol on his face made him frown, “I can’t drink and I drink so much.” I was almost taken away.
“Mr. Rong~” Mo Zhiyang was still a little conscious, and when he opened his eyes and saw who he was, he firmly grasped his suit and refused to let go, “Mr. Rong.” He rubbed his cheek against his chest
.
Take people out horizontally, and after they go out, those in suits will leave, leaving only a group of frightened people and the fruit of regaining their senses.
“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!”
Guozi stared wide-eyed, and the three sentences can’t express her feelings anymore. Oh my god, how could Ayang be so powerful, and even get close to this big guy.
So, the company was acquired because the director scolded him? Ahhh, I can die! I can do this kind of cp, go away and let me knock.
Another crazy one.
“Mr. Rong.” Mo Zhiyang refused to leave his arms, like a frightened little animal, desperately wanting a little bit of security, and this sense of security was given by him.
When he was still angry, Rong Yichen comforted him, “Yes.” Xiao
Xu turned his head and took a look, and found that Mr. Rong was holding him tightly in his arms like a baby, and gently smoothed him down with his hands. Back, tenderness never seen before.
It’s really strange, I’ve never seen Mr. Rong like this, and I don’t know what magic power he has.
The appearance is also considered handsome, and it does seem a bit pitiful after looking at it for a long time.
Back at the hotel, got out of the car, just in time to meet the person who came back from the film crew for supper, just in time, saw Mr. Rong startled first, and then saw the boy in his arms.
Everyone knew it well, it turned out to be like this, no wonder he was able to live in the presidential suite, and in such a lineup, he was able to get this lovable male second.
But everyone didn’t say anything, they just acted as if they didn’t know what to do, and they didn’t even have the desire to reveal the news to the paparazzi.
Anyone who dares to provoke him may not survive the next morning.
Gently put the person on the bed, just as Rong Yichen withdrew his hand, he was grabbed by him. A drunk person has no consciousness, and likes the feeling of being attached to him.
“Oh~Mr. Rong, don’t go.” Mo Zhiyang pulled him pitifully, as if someone would run away if he let go, and choked up his sobs, “Mr. Rong, don’t go, please~” I beg you
two The words hit Rong Yichen’s heart so soft that he sat back on the bed and let him hold his hand, “It’s okay, don’t go.”
Since he was so attached to himself, why didn’t he call?
Mo Zhiyang intentionally hugged him with both hands and feet, and rubbed against him vigorously. When he felt something was wrong, he pretended to have fallen asleep and stopped moving.
“Wake up?” Rong Yichen got up in a flash of anger, pushed him, but found that he didn’t get up, sighed and forced him to calm down.
But it didn’t take long to calm down, and he was burned by the fire again, and the cycle repeated, and it was very uncomfortable all night.
This is, Mo Zhiyang’s revenge, Mr. Gou Ba, you broke my phone and haven’t come to me for three days, and you even wanted to turn around and leave just now.
You are awesome, labor and capital are even more awesome, let you be tough all night!
As a result, he went to sleep by himself, and when he opened his eyes again, it was already broad daylight, a strong chest occupied the entire line of sight, and Mo Zhiyang’s face turned red.
“Mr. Rong!”
“Huh?” Rong Yichen responded in a low voice after hearing it, in other words, he didn’t fall asleep all night, and he just waited for him to wake up to settle the score.
Hastily pushed the person away, stepped back a little, and opened the distance, “Mr. Rong, what are you doing? Why are you here?” She blushed and looked ashamed.
“You didn’t keep your duty well.” Rong Yichen sat up, unbuttoned the suit jacket on his body, was crushed and crumpled, and threw it on the ground.
Mo Zhiyang raised his head abruptly, as if he didn’t expect him to say such a thing, and murmured, “This… your duty?” ”
You went to the bar, and you were almost taken away.” Rong Yichen didn’t want to bear it anymore, and stood by the bed , and began to unbutton his shirt, “You haven’t called me these three days.”
Hearing this, Mo Zhiyang knew that when the opportunity came, he had to ask you to pay.
“I’m not, my phone was broken and it’s always been turned off.” Seeing that he didn’t believe it, Mo Zhiyang took out the phone he had prepared a long time ago, handed it out, and said aggrievedly, “I don’t know why The thing is, after waking up, I found that the phone was broken.” When
talking about this, Rong Yichen seemed to remember something, that day, he seemed to throw the phone on the ground casually, as if it was broken? Not impressed.
This…
Seeing the slight change in his expression, you can tell that this scumbag always thinks of something, and continues to say cautiously, “It is because of this that Guozi has not contacted me for three days and is very nervous, so she came to me Yes, we’ll go to the bar.”
Implicit: It’s all your fault.
Sure enough, Rong Yichen’s face became a little inexplicable, and he nodded, “I know, don’t go to the bar in the future, and buy a new one for the mobile phone.” “No, it can still be used after repairing it.” Passed the mobile phone
over , Mo Zhiyang shied away, and jumped in his heart: “I can’t do it, I can’t do it (pull open the pocket).
In the past three days, I didn’t contact myself because my phone was broken.
For this reason, Rong Yichen’s depression of the past few days was swept away, and he continued to unbutton his shirt, “So, you’ve been thinking about me?” “I!” wanted to refute, but when he looked up, Mo Zhiyang met
him His eyes suddenly became dull, and he lowered his head, not daring to answer.
This attitude has already explained the answer.
Rong Yichen took off his shirt, knelt down on the bed, raised his chin, “Call me Mr. Rong.”
“Mr. Rong.” Mo Zhiyang blinked at him, maybe because the eyes of each other were too hot, messing with each other. The atmosphere became ambiguous, and he licked his lips involuntarily.
It was hard all night last night, and I should get back some interest today.
Seeing him leaning over, he immediately knew what it meant. He opened his mouth faster than him and covered his stomach, “Mr. Rong, I’m a little hungry. I didn’t eat last night.” If you don’t give your phone to Laozi, don’t want to sleep in my
bed ! Give me back my happy beans and energy.
Seeing how hungry he looked, Rong Yichen didn’t want to faint from hypoglycemia, so he first asked the front desk to bring something to eat to fill his stomach.
The service in the presidential suite is excellent. Within ten minutes, a hearty breakfast was delivered, including sandwich milk, soy milk fritters, and croissant bread.
“Mr. Rong, you can eat some too.” Mo Zhiyang carefully handed over the soy milk, for fear of making him unhappy, watching him take the soy milk, he suddenly remembered, “I have to call Guozi to report that he is safe.” He said
. After finishing, he was annoyed again, “My phone is broken.” He looked distressed.
Such hints are obvious.
“I have asked Xiao Xu to buy it, and it will be delivered later.” Rong Yichen drank the soymilk slowly, resting his hands on the back of the sofa, as elegant as tasting wine.
Nice! If you don’t pay, labor and management will be able to imply that even a cloud above your head will look like a mobile phone.
“Thank you, Mr. Rong.” Mo Zhiyang put down the croissant in his hand, stood up and bowed respectfully to thank him.
Rong Yichen didn’t answer: the words of repayment are not verbal, but of course you can do it verbally.
Thinking of something, Rong Yichen sat up straight and watched him eat breakfast, eating slowly but a lot, the food on this table was at least enough for two adults.
It was swept away by him.
“Hi~” After eating and drinking enough, Mo Zhiyang rubbed his stomach, eating so well, as expected, he would be full.
Rong Yichen put down Erlang’s legs, the soy milk in the cup had already been drunk, leaving only the empty cup, “Are you full?” asked proactively.
“Yeah, I’m full!” Mo Zhiyang was very full, and sat down on the single sofa.
“I’m full, let’s have some dessert after dinner.” Rong Yichen raised his eyebrows, “Huh?”
Mo Zhiyang frowned: something is wrong!
