Mr. Flower

Chapter 5 Chapter 4

When Tong Xiang said the words "Talk in the car", Yang Yiyue saw the sparkle in his eyes, and the fact that Sister Ruyi said he was a "cunning brat" flashed in his mind.

Before Yang Yiyue could speak, Uncle Pan spoke first, "Yes, yes, let's go together, it's still far away..."

Uncle Pan's words naturally meant to leave this place early. His old man has relatively high requirements for skills, and this kind of bloody and exaggerated performance is not his preference.I didn't know how to play on this kind of occasion before, but today the old man came through the door, and found that it was boring, so he started to call Yang Yiyue home in a different way. If Yang Yiyue hadn't personally rejected his return proposal several times, today They probably won't get to this place either.

However, Yang Yiyue doesn't like this way of packing together.

"Uncle Pan, wait." After saying this, he turned around and left first. Seeing that his actions were clear, Tong Xiang followed directly.

When passing by Uncle Pan, he even hugged Uncle Pan.

Uncle Pan watched him follow Yang Yiyue, with a smile on his face, he muttered: "He's a lively and easy-going kid..."

Sitting down holding the thermos, the two boxers in the second round here are not as good-looking as Tong Xiang's skills... "Well, wait, when did Mr. Yang become a regular customer of his family? Which family is he from? ?”

Wanting to know these things, Uncle Pan, who looked back, could no longer see the two of them.

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With his hands behind his back, Tong Xiang stood beside Yang Yiyue's car and did not move.

Yang Yiyue opened the door and raised his hand to ask him to get in the car.

Tong Xiang didn't move, he protected the door frame with one hand, and asked him to get in the car with the other.

Looking at his bandaged fingers, Yang Yiyue didn't move, but asked him: "If you were a professional player, would you still be able to do so well?"

"It depends on what kind of professional player it is. It's generally okay for martial arts associations to gain fame. If it's a professional hand-to-hand combat player, like UFC, WWA..." Tong Xiang raised his eyebrows and looked at Yang Yiyue with an amiable smile. At this time, he withdrew his hand He straightened up and said solemnly: "It should be able to kill me."

Tong Xiang, who is standing in a military standard, is Yang Yiyue's favorite look now, but what he said is frivolous and makes people laugh.Yang Yiyue really didn't want to see sex, and he thought he was a serious guy in his imagination, but he didn't expect...

"So, after you came here, you saw that your level is not as high as you thought, so you are ready to jump in two steps?" The small ups and downs in Yang Yiyue's heart are not important. Come aside and talk.

Yang Yiyue's first reaction was that his lust was exposed?But he immediately denied this idea, and no one would know what he wanted for sex.For the past year of seeing sex, Uncle Pan, who was with him every day, didn't know which flower shop he often went to, so how could he talk about the exposure of seeing sex.

In fact, Yang Yiyue himself finds it incredible that he is interested in sex.Other people's fateful reunion, but to me it's just a photo of a photo.

The most important thing is that even though he thought it was unbelievable, he still approached Tong Xiang step by step.Yang Yiyue began to admire himself, or should admire Tong Xiang. For Yang Yiyue, the qualities he displayed were very rare, and his attractiveness doubled.

After admiring himself and Tong Xiang, Yang Yiyue looked at him, wondering how Boss Xiaoxiang would talk to him.

"This... this is paid content." The smiling Tong Xiang began to lose face, looked at Yang Yiyue, looked at his pair of beautiful red phoenix eyes that people would never forget, and closed his mouth tactically.

"Paid content..." Yang Yiyue read these four words again, got into the car with his head down, found the checkbook in the old place, found a pen, wrote it out and handed it to Tong Xiang, "I said If the price is doubled, it will be 24, you can test it."

Tong Xiang, who took the check, read all the numbers and Yang Yiyue's name, and asked seriously, "Can this thing not be folded?"

"No. If you fold it lightly, you can ask someone from the bank to put it in a "white envelope" for you. "Yang Yiyue returned the checkbook and pen, and just finished speaking to Tong Xiang.

"Oh, it's okay." Tong Xiang responded to Yang Yiyue's explanation, then looked at Yang Yiyue with a smile and said, "The paid content is...Xiao Yang, you are right."

The paid content that is so simple that you want to hit someone makes Yang Yiyue want to hit someone.However, a certain person's smile was too bright, Yang Yiyue couldn't do the thing of reaching out and beating the smiling person violently, so he held back his breath and just stared at Tong Xiang.

Tong Xiang looked at it but didn't take it seriously, instead he asked Yang Yiyue, "So, Mr. Yang, why are you willing to be blackmailed by me?"

After paying, he got a perfunctory answer, and he asked questions by the way, Yang Yiyue realized that his reason for doing this was really insufficient for Tong Xiang.He was still very self-conscious and used the word "erroneous". It seems that Xiaoxiang's boss is very clear about himself.

The money was already in hand, Tong Xiang was very excited, asking Yang Yiyue was not enough, he moved to Yang Yiyue's side, and sat closer and closer to him.

Seeing Tong Xiang getting closer, Yang Yiyue put his hand on his shoulder and said indifferently: "I am a peace-loving person."

His reply directly made Tong Xiang laugh out loud, "Mr. Yang..."

"My name is Yang Yiyue, you're not my subordinate, so you don't have to call me that..." When he was speaking, Yang Yiyue's eyes fell on Tong Xiang's lips and chin. There was a smile on his lips. There was no beard stubble on his chin, and his shape and smooth skin They are all the looks that Yang Yiyue likes.

"It's not good to be called by your name. You are my regular customer." Tong Xiang, who was being resisted, did not retreat but advanced, leaning forward towards Yang Yiyue, and felt that Yang Yiyue's palm moved down a little, his palm was burning hot Tong Xiang could feel the temperature clearly through the clothes on Tong Xiang's body.

The touch of his hand made Yang Yiyue a little anxious. It was obvious that he didn't withdraw his hand to take advantage of it. Withdrawing his hand was afraid that he would come closer to him. Yang Yiyue slowed down his breathing, and raised his eyes slightly to meet Tong Xiang's.

When Tong Xiang saw his gaze over there, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Mr. Yang, I feel like jumping three steps in a row now. I wonder if you can do it?"

"Whether I like to dance or not...it has nothing to do with me." Yang Yiyue withdrew his hand while retreating to the other side.

After escaping for only a second, Tong Xiang grabbed his wrist.Yang Yiyue wanted to pull it back, but his strength was not that strong, and he failed at all. Looking at Tong Xiang's hand that was pinching his wrist, Yang Yiyue gave up fighting and let him pinch it.

At this time, hurried footsteps came from outside the car, and the kicking was slightly noisy. Tong Xiang and Yang Yiyue both looked up and looked outside. The two figures overlapped and looked at the fluorescent green Aston Martin sports car engine next to Yang Yiyue's car. Cover and pour.

"Ah, you stinking lunatic..." One lowered his voice and scolded with displeasure, followed by another laughing voice: "Tonight's fight is not exciting, and I can't vent my anger. The sky and the ground let the little one Grass one..."

Yang Yiyue recognized this voice, it was the aboveboard young master Hu Nanfeng with his male companion.Sighing, Yang Yiyue decided to list Hu Nanfeng as a refusal account in the future, and just after thinking about the progress outside, it was Young Master Hu who pinned him on the hood.

Holding Yang Yiyue's chin towards him with one hand, Tong Xiang said to Yang Yiyue in a low voice: "Mr. Yang, don't look at evil, if you see it, you will grow needles..."

The heat of Tong Xiang's words lingered around his ears.

Yang Yiyue knew that his ears and face were going to turn red soon, but he didn't think about it in his heart. Instead, he thought about whether Tong Xiang really came out of the army?Why do I have the feeling that... I went to a strange place but didn't go to the army?

"Speak well." Yang Yiyue said the four words very clearly without moving.

"That's good." Tong Xiang's tone was lively and brisk. After saying this, his other hand took Yang Yiyue's hand against his, and smoothly touched his abdominal muscles. At this time, his tone was still brisk. Lively, "Mr. Yang, you've already got your hands on it, why don't you offer me a price?"

For a moment, Yang Yiyue felt that he forgot to breathe, and the instant burning on his palms, ears, and cheeks woke Yang Yiyue up, "What do you mean?"

Patting Yang Yiyue's hand on his abs, Tong Xiang said without a smile at all: "In this sense, performing arts and prostitution are both selling, there is no difference. Performing arts or not selling one's body is just an excuse to increase the price. I am a straightforward person. ...Let's just settle on a price."

"Do you know what you're talking about?" Yang Yiyue's head started to feel hot. Everything is going on at twice the speed today, right?

"I know what I'm talking about. I'm more worried that you don't know what you're talking about?" Tong Xiang glanced outside the car window, the one who was pinned down was still struggling, and the one who pinned him down had already peeled him off up.

"Here, you make an offer, and I'll pay you back. Let's negotiate the price. You don't have to come to my house to buy flowers. I have no objection to this..."

With a "buzz" in his mind, Yang Yiyue's computer crashed.

Tong Xiang saw that he hadn't moved much, and was going to give him some time to digest slowly. His third step was a bit too fast, so it's better to do good deeds every day at this moment.

He turned around and opened the car door behind him, poked his head out and shouted at the two on the sports car: "The legs are so white, can you come up and touch them?"

"Grass your mother, where is the bastard who dares to take the meat out of your young master Hu's mouth, get out!" Hu Nanfeng's voice could be considered exasperated, and someone would come to take advantage of a field battle, what the hell.

The one under pressure had a chance, pushed Hu Nanfeng away, opened the Aston Martin's door and got in.

"If you don't let me touch you, don't let me touch you. You scold me, you don't talk about civilization at all..." Tong Xiang replied with a smile, Yang Yiyue's restored clear face attracted attention to what he hadn't finished, and he didn't want to talk nonsense with others up.

"Stinky boy, get the hell out of here..." Seeing the meat in his mouth get into the car, Mr. Hu lost the energy to talk to Tong Xiang, so he rushed into the car after saying this.The car lights came on, the engine started, and I really drove away, how could I go back.

Seeing Tong Xiang happily disturbing other people's good things in his eyes, and hearing Tong Xiang's words that he was even more stinky than a rogue in his ears, Yang Yiyue finally came to a conclusion in his mind: "I have deceived the world, but I have not deceived Tong Xiang." I. Also, I have too many flaws in front of him. If I have no idea, why would I spend money to buy flowers that are not worth seeing? If I don’t have an idea, why should I spend money to buy him without punching? Any fool will have doubts, let alone Tong Such a fine person..."

"What will you do if I don't make an offer?" Yang Yiyue saw his smiling face again.

"You didn't take your hand away, why are you reluctant to ask for a price?" Tong Xiang quickly grabbed Yang Yiyue's hand after finishing the first half sentence, perfectly preventing Yang Yiyue from turning his face and denying others, and asked very understandingly : "It feels good, doesn't it? Do you want to touch the lower back? It feels better. I like it myself..."

Yang Yiyue closed his eyes in despair, what the hell did he meet?