Mr. Flower

Chapter 6 Chapter 5

Time ticked by, Yang Yiyue looked at Tong Xiang, who was understanding and considerate, and could see that he was clear-headed, clear-headed and sincere enough.

"What did you do and how much money did you lose?" Yang Yiyue is Mr. Yang, and he does things very differently from the old Mr. Yang. The most obvious thing is that Mr. Yang is never aggressive, and always presents the facts and makes sense, "said Come out, there are other ways to solve it better, there is no need for this.”

"I took this step too fast, did I go in the wrong direction?" Tong Xiang rubbed his thumb on the back of Yang Yiyue's hand, and felt that his hand was smaller than expected, and it was very pleasant to hold it like this.

"Answer my question." Yang Yiyue did not deny that Tong Xiang led him away just now, but how many of them would not be frightened if he started directly like this.

"The translation of this sentence is that if you want to be taken care of, you have to look like you are taken care of?"

"It's okay for you to understand this way." After finishing speaking, Yang Yiyue finally withdrew his hand from Tong Xiang's.Since it's just for sex, I have to say that it feels really good in the hand.

Turning his head, Tong Xiang looked at Yang Yiyue seriously, nodded his head after a while and said, "Report to the benefactor's father, mother is sick and the family is poor, and I will never give up, please take care of me."

Yang Yiyue closed his eyes again, and took a deep breath before he dared to open them again to look at Tong Xiang.Unexpectedly, I saw Tong Xiang's heartless smiling face.

"I'm going to lose my mind before I believe your nonsense..." After Yang Yiyue finished speaking, he turned and opened the door. Just as he touched the handle, he was dragged over, and then he stabilized himself and sat on Tong Xiang's lap.

"My mother's targeted drug is 2000 yuan per month. You calculated that my store made a profit of [-] yuan last month. I have been taking the targeted drug for half a year, and the effect is very good. Anyway, I will let her Continue to eat..." Tong Xiang put his arms around Yang Yiyue's waist, felt his body stiffen because of his own movements, and said with a smile: "Father Jin, relax, whatever you say is what you say, I am obedient."

"Let me go..." Sitting under Yang Yiyue was an object brought up by someone with a wicked heart. He sighed in his heart that he had such a good vision, and at the same time scolded Tong Xiang, a stinky rascal, ten thousand times.

"Okay." As expected, Tong Xiang let go of his hand, but his body didn't move, and let Yang Yiyue sit upright.

What Yang Yiyue wanted to let go was to keep others away from him, but now this is not what he thought at all, and he didn't have to look back to conclude that Tong Xiang, the stinky rascal, must be laughing, and raised his hand to stick his face, pushed the person away, and sat on the other side of the car seat.

"Sister Ruyi doesn't know that she is taking targeted drugs?" Based on Sister Ruyi's nagging personality, if she knew that she was getting better after taking targeted drugs, she would have said it many times in the live broadcast, and the reason why she never said it I'm afraid it's the only one.

Boss Xiaoxiang, who had finished showing his own conditions, was very indifferent at this moment, and nodded to ask the patron's father to continue.

"The cash in your hand has been used up, and the assets cannot be sold. Sister Ruyi will know as soon as she sells them. I am sick and need to be treated, and the house and shop cannot be moved. You have to re-open the source." Yang Yiyue clarified, "So you don't know what you need. How much money, your intention is that as long as sister Ruyi needs it, you will stick to it no matter what time."

Nodding again, Tong Xiang felt that Jin Zhu's father was very reasonable, so he couldn't help but said, "Have you been moved by my filial piety? If you are moved, you can make a price, and you can touch it as you want..."

"But you first chose boxing to earn money..." Yang Yiyue still didn't understand a little...

"Father Gold Master, why don't you ask me this way, why I fell in love with you..." Tong Xiang looked at Yang Yiyue's calm expression and was a little anxious. Time waits for no one...

"..." Yang Yiyue was urged to take a deep breath again.

"Originally, I wanted to earn money from performing arts, but performing arts is risky after all. If something happens to me, the price will be too high. Coincidentally, you showed up, and you still want to be peace-loving. I just want us to know each other for three days At first sight, you never answer any customers in the shop, you only talk to me, and you don’t answer when others ask you, don’t deny it..." Seeing that Yang Yiyue was about to open his mouth, Tong Xiang directly covered his mouth, and the next Yang Yiyue opened his hand in seconds, but Tong Xiang still didn't shut up.

"Sister with short hair and short hair in the school uniform of No. [-] High School, let me ask you..." At this point, Tong Xiang clasped his hands and put them on his chest. His heartless demeanor subsided, he blinked his eyes to be cute, and said in a voice : "Brother, the flowers you matched are so beautiful, can you match a bouquet for me?"

Watching Tong Xiang's passionate performance, Yang Yiyue has no memory at all.

"Such a cute girl, such a soft voice, you pretended not to hear it, and you didn't even blink to look at me tying the flowers. I gave you the wink and you probably didn't see it. At that time, I thought you were stupid... I woke up today , I think you have a good vision." By the way, Tong Xiang was very comfortable to praise himself.

"That's it?" Yang Yiyue wanted to laugh, but he couldn't help feeling that the current situation was weird and he couldn't laugh.

"Oh, and... just now, when you wanted to spend money to love peace, I wasn't too sure. I thought that Uncle Pan you called was the boss, but you actually fell in love with my Ms. Tong Ruyi... Well, it turned out not... ..." Tong Xiang sighed, God's will tricks people, if this is the case, it would be great, even though he is called Dad, but he doesn't have to sell himself...

"What do you mean by sighing?" Yang Yiyue didn't mind the last sentence.

"It's nothing, life is unsatisfactory and things are often eight or nine, just look at it." Boss Xiaoxiang's sobs were digested in an instant, and he looked at Yang Yiyue with a smile and said, "I will continue to explain honestly...you can see things are obvious at this point." Yes. I spend too much time buying flowers, I don’t pay attention to the girl, I don’t let the driver drive, I always come by myself, last time I heard Li Dazhi yelling at the flower shop, I just appeared in the boxing ring, and I didn’t want me to play at the flower shop. The most impulsive thing is to spend money to buy me not to play... Once you bought it, I found that our family is quite valuable, so I went to you to sell it with the cheek."

"Tong Xiang..." After hearing Tong Xiang's eloquent words, Yang Yiyue instantly felt relieved. Seeing sex is the beginning, and it's a good ending to spend money on raising money. It's okay to avoid mutual acquaintances and stay together, without guessing and guessing. It saves time, and if you really miss it, you will be less troubled when you disperse, "I won't make an offer, I will give you the check, and write it myself."

"Then...can I ask how much your annual income is?" Tong Xiang smiled.

"I can't." Yang Yiyue felt a little regretful, why did he feel that the pear looked so big and beautiful, but it felt a little sour after picking it?

"I don't want to cause you a burden..." The person who was sighing just now was alive and well, and found Yang Yiyue's checkbook with ease, "My mother's targeted drug money guarantees that you can do it?"

"It's possible." Yang Yiyue replied to him.

"Then can I add some labor costs on top of the targeted drugs?" Tong Xiang opened the checkbook and handed it to Yang Yiyue, saying, "It takes a lot of energy for me to lie down like this, and I still have to learn how to lie down... No, just lying down is not enough dedication, it should be pouted, yes, it should be like this..."

Yang Yiyue felt that he understood something, he squeezed the pen that Tong Xiang handed over, gritted his teeth and said, "Yes."

"Father, the funder, do you want to pay monthly, quarterly or annually?" Tong Xiang smiled flatteringly while holding the checkbook in both hands.

"How do you want me to pay?"

"Of course it's an annual payment, but... I have to think about you. If you pay every year, I'm afraid that I will take my mother and run away with the money. People's hearts will change. Pay monthly... You need to cancel the contract in advance Let me know in a month, and I'm ready to find another home..."

Yang Yiyue took off the cap of the pen, closed his eyes when he heard this sentence and put the cap on again...

Tong Xiang saw it all over there, and said with a muffled smile: "Just kidding... work for Mr. Yang, be loyal to Mr. Yang, and have no second thoughts. Besides, others with my quality may not necessarily see it. Come on, look at how white the leg that was pressed against the hood just now is, I have to apply two catties of base cream to get the same effect..."

"Tong Xiang, I want to make a rule for you." It's the father of the money owner, and Yang Yiyue is going to exercise his rights.

"Li, don't mention one, you can have as many as 120..." The checkbook was sent to Yang Yiyue again.

"Shut up." This is what Yang Yiyue wanted most. In fact, the mistake Ruyi made was not letting him learn dance, but not letting him talk about cross talk.

"Okay, the gold master's father." Tong Xiang, who responded immediately, felt that he was very dedicated.

"Don't call me Dad..." Yang Yiyue wanted to close his eyes again.

"What's that called? Master? No way...well, it's okay..." Tong Xiang looked at Yang Yiyue and said solemnly: "The master-slave thing... get, add, money."

Faced with the last three words, Yang Yiyue finally couldn't help but tapped his pen on the checkbook, "Take control of your overly rich associative ability."

"Okay, master."

"..."

"Okay, I won't add money."

"..."

"I'll write it first, do you think it's okay for [-]? Dear Mr. Yang."

Yang Yiyue watched Tong Xiang write the number on the check with regret, and Tong Xiang finally signed it with his hand.

"It's done." Holding the second check, Tong Xiang was about to drive the door. After opening it, he turned around and said, "Dear Mr. Yang, you have made one of the 120 rules and sent them to me tonight. That's it, your return journey is safe, I'll call you Uncle Pan, just wait a bit..."

Tong Xiang, who was so enthusiastic, alerted Yang Yiyue, reached out and grabbed the corner of his clothes, squinted his eyes and said, "Do you want to jump in four steps?"

"Dear little Mr. Yang..." Tong Xiang turned his head, looked at Yang Yiyue with a flattering smile, and walked up Yang Yiyue's fingers, the back of his hand, and his arms with his fingers in the shape of two calves. After reaching the shoulders, his fingers jumped up Pressed on Yang Yiyue's lips, then retracted it and placed it on his own lips for a kiss, then said: "Let me be disobedient for the last time..."

It's not difficult to admit that being hit in the heart by Tong Xiang, a stinky hooligan, Yang Yiyue let go.

"See you tomorrow, we'll wait for you in the shop." Tong Xiang, who had succeeded, got out.

"Are you sure?" Yang Yiyue regretted that he had indulged him.

"Seventy percent, don't worry." Waving his hand, Tong Xiang hummed the tune and went back to the boxing ring.

"If you hurt your face, there will be no next month."

"So heartless?!"

"you try."

"As ordered!"

"Sure enough, I lost my mind and went crazy..." Yang Yiyue softly commented on his behavior that night.