Everyone has some flaws, and the highly intelligent genius Song Fei is actually an M-type masochist. Yan Jiang, on the other hand, is not an S, but he is willing to learn to be one for Song Fei.
Song Fei walked to the wall, took down a small black tasseled whip, and put it in Yan Jiang's hand. "Try it?"
Yan Jiang rolled his throat and said, "Okay."
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After returning to Wangdong City from Wanyu County, Yan Jiang asked his boss for leave, citing his marriage as an excuse. When Yan Jiang received the leave application, he couldn't help but smile. His colleagues at work all knew he was getting married, and they all congratulated him.
Yan Jiang walked out of the Public Security Bureau with a smile on his face, touched his smooth head, and couldn't help humming a tune.
He hummed all the way home, his mood still good. But when he opened the door and saw a group of men in black standing in his living room, Yan Jiang's good mood was finally shattered.
"You are..." Yan Jiang stared at the man sitting on the sofa drinking coffee, a little surprised.
The man was wearing an iron-gray suit, had blond hair and blue eyes, and his facial features were quite profound. He was obviously a real foreigner.
Yan Jiang didn't know this foreigner.
The foreigner put down his coffee cup and said in not very standard Chinese: "Hello, my name is Cecilio Clooney."
Cecilio Clooney?
Yan Jiang's expression changed slightly, "Brother!"
Yan Jiang's call of "big brother" frightened Cecilio.
Cecilio looked at his enthusiastic and well-behaved brother-in-law, was stunned for a moment, nodded, and called out seriously: "Brother-in-law."
Yan Jiang looked around the room and didn't see Song Fei, so he asked Cecilio, "Where's Ah Fei?"
Cecilio: "She hasn't come back yet."
"Then how did you get in?"
Cecilio looked towards the gate and said, "It's obvious that I came in through the gate."
Is this the point?
The point is that there is no key and no door code, so how did Cecilio get in!
But Yan Jiang did not dare to act rashly in front of Cecilio. He had heard Han Zhan and Song Song talk about this big brother. Knowing that this big brother was not someone to be trifled with, Yan Jiang did not dare to provoke him.
"Brother, your coffee is almost finished. Can I make another pot of coffee?" Yan Jiang's only skill in making coffee was worth mentioning.
Cecilio nodded.
Yan Jiang made coffee and gave Cecilio a cup each.
The two chatted in Chinese for more than ten minutes, and then Song Fei came back.
Song Fei went to see her apprentice today, and when she came back, she stepped on a skateboard and jumped in from the front door. She put away the skateboard, shook her long hair, and walked quickly into the house.
When he entered the house, he saw a group of men in black clothes. Yan Jiang, wearing a white sweater, was sitting in the middle of them, just like a lamb entering a den of wolves.
No matter how you look at it, it's very weird.
Song Fei looked at Yan Jiang first, and was relieved when she saw that Cecilio did not touch Yan Jiang.
Song Fei's gaze fell on Cecilio again.
Although they are half-siblings, Cecilio doesn't look anything like her or Song Ci.
He's more like a younger version of Edward.
When Song Fei looked at Cecilio, Cecilio was also looking at Song Fei. Song Fei and Song Ci were twins and looked very similar at first glance, but if you look closely, you can find that the two are actually very easy to distinguish.
Song Ci is the passionate and charming type, while Song Fei is the cold and arrogant type, but you can tell at first glance that neither of them is someone to be trifled with.
Women are not easy to mess with.
Cecilio has discovered that every domineering man will be as slave as a slave once he meets a woman who makes his heart beat.
Look at Edward, then look at Han Zhan, and then look at himself.
These are all living examples!
Cecilio and Song Fei had spoken on the phone before, and Cecilio had already noticed that Song Fei was a quiet girl. Coincidentally, he didn't like to talk either.
"Good afternoon," Cecilio said.
Song Fei: "Good afternoon."
Song Fei sat down on the armrest of the sofa under Yan Jiang. She put her arm around Yan Jiang's shoulders and asked Cecilio, "Did you crack the password to our house?"
Cecilio said he was very sorry, "It was too cold outside, and I had no choice but to break in."
"Oh..."
I don't believe you.
But Cecilio's next move directly touched Song Fei. Cecilio extended his hand, and his subordinate handed a purchase contract to Cecilio.
The contract was written entirely in Italian.
Cecilio handed the contract to Song Fei and explained, "This is the order contract for the instruments you need. I'll give it to you. If there is any problem with the instrument during use, the company will repair or replace it for you free of charge."
Song Fei stared at the contract and suddenly gave Cecilio a friendly smile. "Brother, stay for dinner tonight!"
Cecilio was frightened by Song Fei's smile. He hesitated for a moment before nodding, "...Okay."
Song Fei and Yan Jiang went into the kitchen, and after tinkering for a while, they cooked a table of dishes and invited Cecilio to taste them. Cecilio was surprised that Song Fei could cook, and he tasted the dishes and found them delicious.
“So this is what Chinese food tastes like.”
Hearing Cecilio's grumble, Yan Jiang said, "Chinese food is delicious. It's rare to find authentic Chinese food abroad."
Cecilio took this to heart and said, "I'll definitely try it if I get a chance."
Cecilio doesn't like to talk much while eating.
After eating two bowls of rice, Cecilio stood up and said goodbye.
After Song Fei sent Cecilio away, she quickly took a photo of the order contract and sent it to Song Ci. "Little idiot, Cecilio is here and brought me a gift."
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