I Just Came to Borrow a Light: 62. Fanwai 1

Every day around 4:30 in the afternoon, the eldest sister in charge of cleaning starts cleaning. The sound of the broom sweeping under the window sill in the office is Jiang Chengyu's wake-up bell.

His room was originally just a temporary rest in the office, but since he got this room, he has slept here at least 20 days a month, saving trouble, he doesn't have to drive back and forth, make appointments Can sleep comfortably...

Jiang Chengyu yawned, turned over and took out his phone to look at it. There were a few text messages, a few missed, and nothing of particular importance, so he put the phone back and closed his eyes.

Come back to the cage... The person beside him suddenly turned over and put his leg on him.

He frowned and threw the leg off.

As soon as the hand is withdrawn, the leg rests on him again.

"Fuck," Jiang Chengyu slapped this leg with a bit of annoyance, "Li... Zhang... Xu..."

Forgot who the **** it was.

He turned his head to look at the face of the person next to him and shouted, "Zhao Ke!"

"En." Zhao Ke was lying on his side on the pillow, he roared, and immediately buried his face in the pillow.

"Get up," Jiang Chengyu said, "I'll be alone for a while."

"I'm back to sleep." Zhao Ke said.

"Go back to your uncle." Jiang Chengyu was no longer drowsy, and sat up directly.

Zhao Ke didn't say anything, then sat up and yawned, "You scumbag."

"Go away," Jiang Chengyu got out of bed and went into the bathroom while putting on his clothes, "I have something to do tonight, you can play by yourself."

"What's the matter?" Zhao Ke asked, "Chasing someone?"

"None of your business." Jiang Chengyu said.

"That's a common language?" Zhao Ke said, "Is he handsome? It's the first time I've seen you like this, and you're so focused after you've finished the bed."

"Roll off." Jiang Chengyu said.

"I'll get some money." Zhao Ke said outside.

"I have it in my wallet," Jiang Chengyu said, "leave me a hundred."

"I don't need so much," Zhao Ke walked to the bathroom door with his wallet. "Why do you carry so much cash all day long? You can swipe your card and your phone."

"Old people's habits," Jiang Chengyu glanced at him, "you have a class today, another day is lost."

"Remember so clearly." Zhao Ke took some money out of his wallet.

"You haven't been in class for a week," Jiang Chengyu brushed his teeth, "I didn't say that, at least he's a student, a bit like a student..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Ke had already closed the door and went out.

Jiang Chengyu spat out the toothpaste in his mouth: "Mister □□."

Common language.

The name simply cannot be mentioned.

Jiang Chengyu never thought that he could be planted in the hands of a little cook like Chang Yu after so many years.

Oh, not a little cook, Chang Yu got along pretty well in a western restaurant in a five-star hotel... Jiang Chengyu sometimes feels confused, is it because Lin Chengbu is so interested in the cook.

I don't even care about Chinese and Western food.

However, since the last day of Yuan Wu's comeback performance, he hadn't seen Changyu for several days. This kid actually gave up on Yuan Wu's place that he had finally waited for.

Although he doesn't feel very close to each other, Jiang Chengyu thinks he is quite persevering.

After washing up, he changed his clothes and planned to go out to eat something, when his phone rang.

"Hey." He answered the phone without even looking. This time of day is when he calls the most, and he knows he's getting up at this time.

A low voice came from the receiver: "I'm going to go tonight..."

"Changyu?" Jiang Chengyu was stunned, but he dared to call!

"The matter between us will be resolved after we have dispersed." Chang Yu said.

"I didn't hear what you said," Jiang Chengyu lit a cigarette. "With me, you have the final say? Who do you think you are?"

"Don't hold grudges like that," Chang Yu said, "You didn't say anything that day..."

"Tell me about your uncle," Jiang Cheng interrupted him, "I'm telling you, little darling, if you dare to come over today, I will dare to take care of you today."

Before Changyu could speak again, Jiang Chengyu hung up the phone.

As soon as Jiang Chengyu remembered what happened that day, he had the urge to bring someone out and beat him.

Nothing else, it's easy to talk about any position, the key is to be ashamed.

Chang Yu doesn't look like a savage either. Usually chatting, including just making a phone call, is a well-behaved appearance, but when he comes on the field with a gun, it's like he's taken medicine.

I also blame myself for drinking too much that day. I felt a little dizzy before entering the room to flirt. When I was directly thrown onto the bed by this kid, my whole body was covered.

Day!

Gritting his teeth, he went to the western restaurant next door to poked a steak and finished eating. When he returned to the restaurant, Jiang Chengyu felt that he was a bit baffled today and actually ate steak.

"Brother Chengyu," Da Qi came over with a list, "this is from the bar this month..."

"Don't look!" Jiang Chengyu waved his hand angrily.

Da Qi didn't speak, he followed him all the way into the office, put the list on his desk, and then closed the door and went out.

Jiang Chengyu boiled water and made a pot of tea, stared at the list on the table for a long time, and finally sat behind the desk with a sigh.

Although he is a scumbag, he is serious about business.

It's a little sad to see half asleep.

When a waiter knocked on the door and said Changyu, he was lying on the table and half asleep.

"Brother Chengyu, are you blocking him now or later?" The waiter stood outside the door and rubbed his hands.

"You're so excited," Jiang Chengyu glanced at him, "just keep an eye on it, he's leaving and tell me, don't move him today."

The waiter closed the door and left.

Jiang Chengyu washed his face and continued to sit behind the desk to read the accounts.

It wasn't until the end of Yuan noon that he left the office and went to the lobby.

Chang Yu was still sitting in his old seat, next to two men, whom Jiang Chengyu had met, and he was his friend.

When Jiang Chengyu stared at Chang Yu, Chang Yu turned his head, his eyes met him accurately, and then he raised the cup in his hand at him and smiled.

Jiang Chengyu twitched the corners of his mouth and sat in the corner.

After chatting with Lin Chengbu for a while, it was over on Yuan Wu's side. They came over to say hello, and the two of them left.

Jiang Chengyu sat there and drank a glass of wine.

Chang Yu seems to be coming to solve the problem today. Yuan Wu left and he didn't get up. The two friends who were with him also left, so he took a look here and walked over with a cup. .

"President Jiang." He supported the table.

Jiang Chengyu glanced at him and said nothing.

"It's been a long night," he said.

Jiang Chengyu stood up and walked over to the office. Chang Yu took the wine and followed him into the office.

"You..." Jiang Chengyu turned his head.

Chang Yu fell on the sofa and looked at him with his arms on the backrest: "Brother Chengyu, I have something to say today."

Jiang Chengyu originally wanted to beat him up. There were all kinds of murder weapons under the desk, wooden sticks, iron clubs, mace, and knives, but when he looked back and saw Chang Yu, he changed his mind.

Chang Yu's shirt collar stretched open, revealing a small piece of his chest down from his collarbone, against a silver ring hanging from a black leather rope around his neck, very... sexy.

Jiang Chengyu felt that he often had **** with him, and his physical needs were well solved, so he wasn't particularly hungry, but for some reason, seeing Chang Yu like this, he suddenly had a strong desire to have a big fight.

Beat him after he's done, should be the perfect solution.

"How do you want to say it well?" He walked up to Chang Yu, bent over and leaned closer, one arm resting on the backrest.

"I..." Chang Yu tilted his head back, "Look at your attitude."

"My attitude is not good, you can't talk about it, right?" Jiang Chengyu took the wine glass from his hand, and slowly poured the half glass of wine on Chang Yu's collarbone, watching Jiu Shun The collarbone flowed to the chest, and then the shirt was soaked down, "What do you think of my attitude now?"

Chang Yu stared at him for a while, then raised his hand and hooked the collar of his shirt, then pushed down hard and ripped off one of the buttons.

Jiang Chengyu threw the cup on the sofa and looked down at him.

Chang Yu didn't make eye contact with him, just kept staring at his chest, put his hand in, lightly traced his fingertips on his chest, and pinched the sensitive part.

Jiang Chengyu felt that his decision to do it first and then beat him was a wise decision.

He pulled Chang Yu's hand away, pulled him and pushed Chang Yu down on the sofa.

The sofa is very spacious and is one of Jiang Chengyu's favorites. I don't know why, but today he violated his principle of "this sofa is only for sitting and watching", and planned to clean up Changyu on it.

He put pressure on Chang Yu, his hand down into Chang Yu's pants.

Chang Yu's breath swept across his ear a little quickly, and he tore off his shirt and went inside.

Jiang Chengyu has to admit that he has a lot of abnormal behaviors in Changyu, such as doing it on the sofa, for example, he was actually forced to be raped, and he wanted to **** first and then beat him, such as now he can kiss Changyu.

An appointment is an appointment. Jiang Chengyu clearly distinguishes it. His appointments always go straight to the subject, with the main purpose of solving needs.

Kissing requires an emotional foundation, and it is generally difficult to kiss a man.

But Changyu is an exception.

And Chang Yu's response also made him enjoy, with hungry gasps and wildly tangled tongues, as well as the light and heavy kneading on the skin.

There are advantages to having a larger sofa, such as making it easier to undress.

Jiang Chengyu looked at Chang Yu's body, rubbed it twice, straightened up and pointed at him: "Don't move."

Chang Yu didn't speak, just put his hand behind him and grabbed a hand on his ass.

Jiang Chengyu jumped off the sofa and went to the drawer to get the little raincoat of the angel.

As soon as he walked to the desk, he regretted it.

He heard Chang Yu getting off the sofa.

Sperm got careless!

Bastard!

When Chang Yu swept the items on the table to the ground and smashed his elbow on his back, Jiang Chengyu sincerely raised his **** to himself.

Jiang Chengyu, you are a big idiot.

Chang Yu slapped him on his back with sincerity. He was almost out of breath when he hit him, and the pain quickly filled his entire back from one point.

He endured the pain and returned a fist to Chang Yu's face.

But this **** didn't even have a face to hide, so he took the punch with his face and grabbed his wrist by the way.

With a sharp twist, lift it up again.

Jiang Chengyu could feel himself lying on the table like a marionette.

It's over!

To be harassed.

"Jiang Chengyu," Chang Yu grabbed his wrist tightly and pressed him behind him, opened the drawer with one hand, took out the small raincoat inside, and tore one with his teeth, "I ask you."

"Ask your mother to go." Jiang Chengyu only felt a huge pain in his shoulder, he couldn't move at all, and he didn't dare to move.

"Are you upset?" Chang Yu asked behind his ear.

"You'll feel better if I **** you." Jiang Chengyu said.

Chang Yu didn't say a word, but pushed his knees between his legs, and then pushed hard to the side, separating his legs: "Brother Chengyu, enjoy yourself."

……

……

The office door was knocked twice.

"What the hell!" Jiang Chengyu yelled while lying on the sofa, frowned again after roaring, there was still blood in his mouth, he took a piece of paper from the coffee table and wiped it.

Uncle's blood!

And he can't even remember if it was bitten or beaten, his tongue and mouth were broken anyway.

"Brother Chengyu," the waiter outside whispered, "Two groups of people in the lobby started fighting, should we call the police or..."

"What the **** are you reporting to the police! There are fights every day, why don't you call the police every day! If the police don't bother me, I'm still bothered!" Jiang Chengyu said angrily, "Ask a few people to shoot them out, and if they don't, they will be shut down. Punch in the hall!"

"Understood." The waiter responded and left.

The sound of water came from the bathroom in the back room of the office. Jiang Chengyu got up from the sofa, put on his pants, pulled a rubber stick from under the desk, and carried it into the back room.

Are you cool?

It's pretty cool to be honest.

So what?

It's better when I **** you!

How dare you take a shower in a big way?

Jiang Chengyu kicked open the shower door.

Chang Yu is standing under the sprinkler with his head bowed and rushing towards the water.

The figure is very good, especially when the whole body is covered with water and the water mist is all around, which is particularly attractive.

But Jiang Chengyu is not in the mood to appreciate it at this moment.

When Chang Yu turned around, the rubber stick in his hand slammed on Chang Yu's shoulder.

"Fuck." Chang Yu shouted in a low voice, frowning and staggering to the side, hitting the wall.

"Are you cool, baby?" Jiang Chengyu slapped him on his lap for the second time, and this time he slapped him very hard.

Chang Yu jumped abruptly, clutching his legs and shouting, "Ah—"

Jiang Chengyu was satisfied with the mixed emotions of anger and pain in his voice.

However, Chang Yu quickly picked up the metal shelf in the bathroom and swung it over, and the things on the shelf flew over.

Jiang Chengyu hurriedly exited the bathroom, but was hit on the arm by the shelf.

The next scene brought Jiang Chengyu back to his youthful age.

Chang Yu rushed out of the bathroom and picked up a wine bottle he had placed on the coffee table.

Jiang Chengyu is not afraid of fighting, but he is not good at melee combat, he prefers to use weapons, but Chang Yu is obviously the opposite of him.

This person dares to come over to the stick when he is naked, as if he is not afraid of pain.

Jiang Chengyu's weapon soon lost its proper function, and he had to start shaking his fist with Chang Yu.

"Did I let you beat him once to calm you down?" Chang Yu pinned him to the ground and pinched his neck.

"You are too naive." Jiang Chengyu knuckles against his ribs.

Chang Yu sighed, the strength in his hands loosened, Jiang Chengyu took the opportunity to pat his hand aside.

But before he could lift Chang Yu away, Chang Yu was already pressed up, with one hand on his neck, the other on his shoulder, and pressed against his ear: "I don't know what you're thinking about. what, but I can tell you what I'm thinking."

Jiang Chengyu did not speak.

"I just like to **** you," Chang Yu whispered, biting on the tip of his ear, "I like it very much."

"Go away." Jiang Chengyu squeezed a word out of his teeth.

Chang Yu stared at him for a while, then let go, got up and put on his clothes.

"Don't let me see you again." Jiang Chengyu got up from the ground and touched his neck.

"You don't miss me." Chang Yu said.

Jiang Chengyu hooked the corner of his mouth: "Yes."

Chang Yu opened the office door and walked out.

"Fuck," Jiang Chengyu took the phone and dialed a number, "follow him and ask two people to give him some small gifts."

Jiang Chengyu poured himself a glass of wine and sat on the sofa. He felt pain all over his body, and he didn't know where the injury was.

Mummy!

He took a sip of the wine, stinging as the wine slid across his tongue, frowning and trying not to spit out a sip.

Fuck!

He smashes the glass to the ground.

What's this called?

Not even in the **** mood to take a shower.

He doesn't know how Daqi will clean up Changyu, but Changyu will definitely suffer. He is raised in a bar all the year round, and he refuses to accept it. Changyu fights well, but after all, he is a cook. He is also an elegant western cook, and his fighters are not black enough.

Just when he hesitated for a while and wanted to make another call to Da Qi, there was a muffled sound outside the window, accompanied by the sound of glass cracking.

Then his car's siren went off.

Jiang Chengyu jumped from the sofa to the window, opened the curtains suddenly, and saw a black shadow flashing by.

Very agile and athletic.

"What do you mean?" Jiang Chengyu looked at the people chasing after him, "Have you finished eating shit?"

"Let him run away," said one, "we're now..."

"You guys continue to go now." Jiang Chengyu said calmly.

"Brother Chengyu," several people looked at him, "he is already injured and can't run very far..."

"Get off work," Jiang Chengyu closed the curtains, "good night."

After the man at the window left, he dialed Changyu's number.

The other side picked up after a few beeps, and Chang Yu came out with a slightly panting voice: "Check the results?"

"Are you cool?" Jiang Chengyu asked.

"Cool," Chang Yu said, "see you tomorrow, Brother Chengyu."

Jiang Chengyu cut off the phone, slammed on the sofa, and met your uncle.