I Really Don’t Want to Sign a Marriage Agreement with the Big Boss - Chapter 34

It was half past six in the evening when the tomb was visited.

The Mao Maoxue in the morning also turned into heavy snow, and it was impossible to get up and return to Yunjing for a while.

Seeing that it was time to eat, Sheng Mingzhi’s stomach was empty.

Most of the nearby restaurants were closed due to the approaching Chinese New Year, and only one breakfast restaurant remained open.

Sheng Mingzhi still had an impression of this breakfast shop.

When he was in elementary school, this store was open here. He didn’t expect that more than ten years later, it had not closed down.

The breakfast shop is very small, and when two big men come in, it becomes even more crowded.

At this point, there was no one in the store, just a boss and a girl who seemed to be in junior high school.

Sheng Mingzhi asked for two small wontons and a bowl of noodles.

Before eating, he thought happily that Lu Jiayan had never eaten in such a small shop in his life.

Lu Jiayan consciously brought the noodles, and mixed it for Sheng Mingzhi before putting it back.

Sheng Mingzhi had just picked two to eat, when he noticed that there were eyes in the store that were always on him.

He looked up and saw that the person looking at him was the owner of the store.

Noticing him, the young boss smiled and said tentatively, “Are you Song Yushu?”

Song Yushu.

No one called him by that name for too many years.

Hearing it suddenly, Sheng Mingzhi still felt a little unreal.

The young boss said: “I just look strange and familiar, maybe I’m the wrong person.”

In this way, Sheng Mingzhi looked at the boss a little familiar.

He remembered that the breakfast restaurant used to be run by an Arbor who was much older than him.

Sheng Mingzhi nodded: “Yes. You are…”

The young boss’s eyes lit up: “It’s really you? Do you still remember me, we are in the same class in elementary school, in Liming elementary school, I’m chubby!”

Seems to be really impressed.

When Sheng Mingzhi was in elementary school, there seemed to be a fat boy in the class with poor grades.

But fat?

Sheng Mingzhi looked at him, he was tall and thin.

Completely different from the chubby I remembered.

The fat boss reminded him with a smile: “I also confessed to you, don’t you remember?”

“Crack” sound.

Lu Jiayan put down his chopsticks, looked up leisurely, and looked at Sheng Mingzhi.

Sheng Mingzhi:  …

so awkward.

Who remembers this kind of thing? !

When Sheng Mingzhi was in elementary school, because he looked too much like a girl, there were many people who got his gender wrong.

The oolong that the boy confessed to him had been in trouble several times, until the sixth grade began to enter the development period, and it subsided a little.

The fat boss is a chatterbox, and he can’t stop once he opens the chat box: “Oh, I didn’t expect to see you again, I remember that you moved out after graduation from elementary school, and you didn’t even attend the graduation ceremony. Everyone said that you went abroad. “

Sheng Mingzhi paused: “I didn’t go abroad.”

“Oh, yes, yes.” The fat boss smiled and said, “It’s good not to go abroad, anyway, there are so many violin competitions in China—”

“Boss.” Sheng Mingzhi interrupted him abruptly, and the tone suddenly rose a degree: “The noodles are too much. Can you change a bowl?”

The fat boss stopped talking abruptly, seeing that the noodles in Sheng Mingzhi’s bowl were really cold, he hurriedly ordered another bowl for him.

Sheng Mingzhi remembered that Abo, who opened a shop in the past, was also a chatterbox. Xiaopang might be his son, and he inherited his father’s business.

He silently poked the little wonton.

It was found that Lu Jiayan had not spoken for a long time.

Sheng Mingzhi raised his head and said casually, “Why haven’t you spoken.”

Lu Jiayan spoke slowly and methodically: “Not very good.”

Sheng Mingzhi: ?

Lu Jiayan said lightly, “I’m not afraid to disturb you to catch up with your old lover.”

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was an old hermaphrodite.

Sheng Mingzhi:  …

What kind of old lover? Is it the fat boss? !

Sheng Mingzhi was speechless: “Which eye did you see the old lover?”

Lu Jiayan: “I heard. Didn’t they confess to you?”

“Then I didn’t accept it either.”

Sheng Mingzhi felt inexplicably wronged.

“Well.” Lu Jiayan seemed to ask, “Do you still want to accept it?”

There is a kind of resentment of “you have me, who else do you want”.

Sheng Mingzhi tried his best to refute: “That’s how many years ago, I’m still in elementary school.”

“Well.” Lu Jiayan said neither saltily nor lightly, “I still fell in love early.”

…

…

OK.

Whatever you say makes sense.

Since Lu Jiayan wants to turn this old account with him.

Sheng Mingzhi was not polite anymore.

“Why do you always talk about me?” Sheng Mingzhi said, “When you were in college, didn’t you have an affair with the finance department in your department?”

Speaking of this.

Sheng Mingzhi couldn’t say anything in his heart.

Although he later knew that Lu Jiayan did not go abroad to study with his girlfriend.

But he didn’t believe that Lu Jiayan didn’t have a heart for that department flower.

Suddenly, a cauldron fell from the sky.

The smashed Lu Jiayan was a little overwhelmed.

“Finance department flower?” He seemed to laugh angrily: “Ambiguous?”

As if unbelievable, his tone clearly meant that Sheng Mingzhi was completely slandering.

Sheng Mingzhi poked the bottom of the bowl hard, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and he muttered, “It is. I have seen that strawberry hair tie in your hand before.”

I don’t know how many years ago it happened, but Sheng Mingzhi still felt very clear when he recalled it, and he could even remember the details of the time.

Lu Jiayan’s New Year’s Day party in his senior year.

He was in the background and saw that the hair tie was also on the flower head of the finance department.

Sweet and sweet.

What about talking on the phone all night?

Sheng Mingzhi sneered: “I saw it on your head, too.”

The answer to Sheng Mingzhi was a long silence.

As if he had acquiesced, Sheng Mingzhi suddenly felt a sour feeling in his heart, and he was swollen and wrinkled.

I didn’t ask if I knew it earlier, Sheng Mingzhi felt a little regretful.

Many things, if you don’t ask, can actually be regarded as never happened.

Who knows, it took more than ten seconds to hear Lu Jiayan’s laughter.

And it’s the kind that can’t be stopped when he laughs, making it seem like he told a particularly funny joke.

It made Sheng Mingzhi feel that he was being laughed at.

When Lu Jiayan laughed, the peach blossom eyes would bend into a small bridge.

The pear vortex that was not very obvious at the corner of the mouth was also looming.

“What are you laughing at?” Sheng Mingzhi disagreed.

“It’s nothing.” Lu Jiayan closed his voice with a sullen smile, and looked at him lazily with his chin up: “I didn’t expect our teacher Xiaosheng, remember it so clearly?”

…what a tricky angle.

Does this have anything to do with him remembering clearly? he–

Sheng Mingzhi was stunned.

Damn, he really remembers it quite clearly, even a few strawberries.

Choked for a while.

“Don’t think too much.” Sheng Mingzhi became angry: “I just have a better memory.”

“I didn’t think much about it.” Lu Jiayan was innocent: “Mr. Xiaosheng thinks what I think.”

Sheng Mingzhi:  …

Do not. Teacher Xiaosheng doesn’t know and doesn’t want to guess.

Teacher Xiaosheng is hungry now and needs to bury his head and eat hard.

Fortunately, the second batch of noodles served by the fat boss came. Sheng Mingzhi took out the attitude of mixing Lu Jiayan’s ashes, and mixed it with gnashing teeth.

I thought this topic would end like this.

Who knows, after a few minutes, Lu Jiayan murmured again.

“did not expect.”

He was procrastinating, narcissistic and arrogant: “You’ve had a bad heart with me so early.”

When Sheng Mingzhi heard it, he was shocked by Lu Jiayan’s peerless cheekiness, and was almost choked to death by the noodles.

He choked violently and coughed violently.

He drank a full glass of water before recovering.

His face was flushed with a cough, for fear that Lu Jiayan would say something again, “Isn’t it because I said it, so guilty?”

Then he will divorce Lu Jiayan now! !

Fortunately, the other party didn’t say that.

He just patted him on the back with a little self-blame on his face, probably because he thought he was joking.

Explain softly: “Why are you so unremarkable?”

Sheng Mingzhi’s lips were soaked with some water droplets, and he felt a little fleshy at first, but at this moment, he seemed to have the illusion of asking for a kiss.

He sullenly said, “Why don’t you tell me why your skin is so thick.”

“I’m sorry.” Lu Jiayan didn’t have a sincere apology: “Then I’ve long had a bad heart with Teacher Xiaosheng, okay.”

As soon as this sentence is spoken.

Both were stunned.

Seems weird.

After all, Sheng Mingzhi was only a freshman when Lu Jiayan was a senior.

Only fifteen years old.

Sheng Mingzhi suffocated: “Are you a pervert!”

Lu Jiayan laughed sullenly as if he had been hit by a joke.

Sheng Mingzhi also recovered at this moment, too lazy to care about him.

Anyway, the old man’s laughter has always been strange.

Probably this is the generation gap between the post-1990s and post-000s. Anyway, Sheng Mingzhi couldn’t get what Lu Jiayan was laughing at at all.

Lu Jiayan explained: “That strawberry hair tie was made by the class at the show, one for each person, understand?”

Sheng Mingzhi’s eyes fell on the table.

Inexplicably a little lighthearted.

Although I don’t want to admit it.

But he also, quite mind this matter.

“Oh.” Sheng Mingzhi said, “What does it have to do with me?”

“Of course it has something to do with it.” Lu Jiayan said solemnly, “I don’t explain it clearly. Isn’t someone trying to be jealous?”

“I think too much.” Sheng Mingzhi smiled slightly, but he couldn’t fake it: “Who cares.”

Lu Jiayan said slowly: “Yeah. Anyway, you have killed fish for ten years at RT-Mart, and your heart is as cold as the knife that kills fish.”

Sheng Mingzhi:  …

to die.

Can you forget the stalk of this social death.

After a long while, Lu Jiayan’s voice was very soft, as if speaking to himself, or as if nothing had happened to Sheng Mingzhi.

“I’m not as emotionally experienced as someone’s.”

He whispered, with a hint of a smile, pretending to be resentful: “I only have Mr. Xiaosheng.”

Sheng Mingzhi squeezed his chopsticks.

Oh.

What to do then.

Then Mr. Xiaosheng praised you that you are awesome, you are really virtuous?

After returning from Yancheng, the relationship between the two seems to be slightly better than before.

At least not as thorough as plastic.

That night, Lu Jiayan, an old dog, really did what he said, and tossed Sheng Mingzhi without sleeping for a whole night.

And I don’t know what’s going on in bed, so I have to force him to repeat everything he said during the day.

Oh.

It’s just the yin and yang words that praise him for being so good and powerful.

Just replaced “Brother Jiayan” with another name.

So much so that when Sheng Mingzhi woke up the next morning, he was completely shocked.

Although I knew that Lu Jiayan was a bit of a gentle scum, there were almost two people on and under the bed, but I didn’t expect to be perverted to this extent.

Is this an old virgin?

Can’t be bothered, really can’t be bothered.

Lu Jiayan was not as ruthless as before when he woke up this morning.

Sheng Mingzhi could still see him when he opened his eyes, which was quite surprising.

Probably because what he did last night was too cruel, the dog man felt a little guilty.

Sheng Mingzhi made excuses for him in his heart.

Anyway, you can’t always expect him to fall in love with him at the beginning of his sudden love?

Although it is not impossible to fall in love with yourself, Sheng Mingzhi thought silently: I am so handsome and have such an interesting soul, think about it carefully, even myself will fall in love with myself!

The little flower peacock was immersed in his beauty in the early morning.

It’s just that when I saw myself in the mirror, I broke my defense a little bit.

From the neck to the collarbone to the waist, there is hardly a piece of good meat.

The white skin is covered with tooth marks and red marks, extending to the place where it is difficult to speak.

When I went downstairs, I was walking.

Lu Jiayan has already made breakfast.

In fact, Xishan No. 1 has its own nanny, but Lu Jiayan is quite interesting in life, and usually cooks a few simple dishes by himself.

He doesn’t seem to like his private domain being overrun by strangers.

So apart from the necessary cleaning, the servants at No. 1 West Hill are pitiful.

Sheng Mingzhi felt that his craftsmanship was okay, better than his own anyway.

The two had a fairly harmonious breakfast together. When it was time for work, Lu Jiayan suddenly spoke and said lightly, “Mingzhi.”

Sheng Mingzhi looked at him, a little bewildered: “What?”

Lu Jiayan said slowly, “Tie me a tie.”

Sheng Mingzhi:  …

what b?

Sheng Mingzhi was full of question marks.

Did the two of them have a prenuptial agreement to help tie the tie when they got married?

Or is it some fancy new character design that Lu Jiayan, a dog man, came up with?

Don’t even look at the plastic marriage of the two of them, is it a script for getting up in the morning to make out and tie a tie to your husband? !

In just a few seconds of silence, the barrage in Sheng Mingzhi’s mind had already flown by.

He hesitated, then broke the silence: “Are you out of hand?”

Lu Jiayan opened his eyes and said nonsense: “When I was cooking in the morning, I got burned.”

Sheng Mingzhi’s eyes fell on his intact hand.

Lu Jiayan paused: “Internal injury.”

…

Very good man.

It was me who underestimated your brazenness.

Lu Jiayan stood calmly, looking like he was winning.

It seemed that Sheng Mingzhi would agree to him.

Of course, Sheng Mingzhi was defeated, and stood up silently and picked up the tie that had been prepared for a long time.

Then tie it up for him.

Apart from being on the bed, Sheng Mingzhi has never had such close contact with Lu Jiayan.

The air suddenly thickened, making him a little unnatural.

And I don’t know if Lu Jiayan did it on purpose.

The tie he chose this morning was the one he gave him last time.

strange.

After tying his tie, Sheng Mingzhi looked away as if fleeing.

Lu Jiayan didn’t plan to let him go.

With a half-smile, he said, “Why do I feel like I’m missing something?”

Sheng Mingzhi:  …

Don’t talk about the earthy words of good morning kiss, he will really be shocked.

Lu Jiayan lived up to expectations and raised his eyebrows: “Is there a good morning kiss?”

…

Help.

Forget this old man!