Chapter 62 "Measured with Legs."
The next morning, the chirping of an electronic bird startled me from my sleep.
Pop.
Jiang Yao slapped his phone, accurately turned off the alarm, turned over, half of his body pressed on Duan Zhuxian, and fell into a light sleep, waiting for the official alarm to ring.
Not long after, he felt half of the human flesh cushion move, and in the process of being withdrawn from his shackles, something brushed past it inadvertently.
Hard.
Jiang Yao woke up instantly.
Through the dazzling daylight, he stared at Duan Zhuxian's back as he walked towards the bathroom.
The things I searched for while hiding in bed last night came to my mind again. One of the reminders was that if it is not a physiological factor, you should be careful whether you have eaten too much somewhere else.
This answer received empathy and recognition from many people.
Some people were even inspired by this and successfully caught someone cheating.
He didn't think Duan Zhuxian would mess around outside. After all, Duan Zhuxian knew his temper best, unless Duan Zhuxian didn't want to live anymore.
But if a beast in human clothing suddenly turns into a gentleman, there must be some ulterior motive.
*
As the end of the year approaches, all major companies are busy, and Jiang Yao naturally becomes the busiest person in the entire project team.
The general manager of the branch was afraid that he would exhaust the young boss and would have trouble reporting to the chairman, so he hinted to Jiang Yao several times to let his subordinates do the work.
But when Jiang Yao saw everyone busy working, he couldn't help but take the work on himself.
He accepted his fate, believing he would never be able to exploit his employees and become a qualified capitalist. Fortunately, his brother was the one who ran the family company, so he wasn't forced to inherit it.
That morning, Jiang Yao and Duan Zhuxian went to meet Lu Xuanshen and officially decided to start a company with him. Afterward, the three of them had lunch together.
Jiang Yao is eager to start a construction company and is full of confidence. It seems that the vague ideal that has been floating in the air for many years has finally found a brick to rest on, and it is only waiting for the day when it will rise from the ground.
After finishing the meal and walking out of the private room, Jiang Yao met an acquaintance and asked Duan Zhuxian to wait for him outside.
Outside the restaurant, Lu Xuanshen raised an eyebrow with interest. "I've actually seen it a long time ago. You were planning to open this company for your husband, right? But you insisted on having me take the lead and pretend to be the one joining the company."
Duan Zhuxian didn't hide it, nodded and said calmly: "I won't let Lu Zong suffer any loss."
Lu Xuanshen said, "Of course I believe in your husband's abilities, but you don't plan to tell him the truth?"
He and Duan Zhuxian met at a cocktail party. They were just acquaintances at first, until one day, Duan Zhuxian came to him with the idea of starting a company.
Naturally, he would not let go of such a rare connection as Duan Zhuxian. Moreover, Duan Zhuxian's plan was quite professional and complete, and had strong financial support, so there was a high probability of making a profit. However, before finalizing the cooperation, Duan Zhuxian asked him to cooperate in a play.
Duan Zhuxian said, "I'll tell him later."
Duan Zhuxian has given a lot of thought to this.
Jiang Yao seems to be arrogant and unbridled, but he is actually quite thoughtful. He loves to think of others and doesn't want to owe anyone a penny.
At the beginning of the plan, Jiang Yao was hostile to him, and he was not in a position to reveal his feelings. Now that he has expressed his feelings, he is afraid that Jiang Yao will feel burdened. After all, Jiang Yao has already shouted that he can never repay him even if he releases one ten-thousandth of his love.
If he knew that this company was opened for him, he would feel so awkward. He was worried that Jiang Yao would not be able to move freely.
A car drove towards them, and Lu Xuanshen's usually cold eyes melted a little: "Someone is here to pick me up, I'll go first."
Duan Zhuxian casually asked, "Lover?"
Lu Xuanshen paused and said, "It's my younger brother."
When Jiang Yao walked out of the restaurant, he happened to see Lu Xuanshen preparing to get in the car.
From a distance, he could see a thin young man sitting in the car, his white face glowing in the dim light. It was none other than Ying Wan, the promoter he had signed for the Ledong platform.
Ying Wan seemed to have seen him as well and nodded to him.
Ever since Jiang Yao discovered the secrets of Lu Xuanshen and Ying Wan last time, he has become accustomed to it and has no interest in exploring it.
After returning the smile, he was about to look away, but he noticed from the corner of his eye that Duan Zhuxian was looking at him, so he deliberately looked at the car a few more times, his eyes seemed to be attracted by something and he couldn't bear to leave.
Duan Zhuxian walked up to him and asked, "What are you looking at?"
Jiang Yao narrowed his eyes: "There is a beauty in that car."
He used the tone of a dandy scoundrel, which was quite exaggerated.
After saying this, he glanced at Duan Zhuxian slowly and calmly, observing the changes in his expression without making any movement.
Duan Zhuxian nodded: "I can't see clearly, but your vision should be good."
Jiang Yao: "?"
Not jealous.
Still not jealous...
Jiang Yao was completely confused.
It’s obvious that this person could make a whole plate of dumplings just for a mouthful of vinegar.
At the driver's invitation, Jiang Yao sat in the back seat of Duan Zhuxian's car with a somewhat sour expression on her pretty face.
Duan Zhuxian got on the car from the other side, and pulled out a thermos cup from somewhere. He unscrewed the lid and handed it to Jiang Yao: "Drink some warm water."
Jiang Yao turned his face away: "No."
Duan Zhuxian said in a gentle voice, as if to soothe someone: "You talked too much at the dinner just now, and your voice is a little hoarse. You still have a meeting to preside over in the afternoon, so you should be careful not to be overwhelmed."
Jiang Yao was stunned, and the expression of feigned indifference on his face half collapsed. He turned to look at Duan Zhuxian: "How did you know I had a meeting this afternoon?"
Duan Zhuxian said, "Your project team has a regular meeting at this time every week. You mentioned it once two months ago."
Jiang Yao himself couldn't remember when he said it, and murmured: "You remember all this? How come you have such a good memory?"
"I told you, I remember all your little things."
Duan Zhuxian's tone was light, but his voice was deep, as if reminding him that this was not an ordinary joke.
Half a cup of warm water flowed down his dry throat, and Jiang Yao curled his lips, temporarily coaxed by someone.
*
It's Saturday again.
Chen Yiqi invited Jiang Yao to have a drink and also asked him for some business advice.
The location was a bar. There was no chaotic sound, only a folk singer holding a guitar, singing about the sweetness and bitterness of love on the stage in the corner. His voice, which was made by a puff of cigarettes, made people feel depressed.
Temporarily taking a break from the sad love songs, the two of them smoked in the alley near the bar.
Chen Yiqi teased with a wicked smile, "Young Master Jiang, are you in a bad mood lately? Did Duan Zhuxian bully you again?"
"Nonsense." Jiang Yao sneered, "I've always been the only one bullying him."
Chen Yiqi was speechless.
I don’t know who it was that night when he broke up with Duan Zhuxian. He was playing games, sniffling and having red eyes, and he wanted to kill the boss in the game as if he were Duan Zhuxian.
He was too embarrassed to expose his buddy, so he changed the question: "So you bullied him?"
Jiang Yao lowered his head to flick the ash off his cigarette, then raised his eyelids to look at Chen Yiqi: "Can you guess something else? It seems that all my joys, sorrows, anger, and happiness are linked to Duan Zhuxian alone, right?"
Upon hearing this, Chen Yiqi raised his eyebrows and made no comment.
After Jiang Yao finished speaking, he felt guilty. After a long silence, he took out his lighter and lit another cigarette for Chen Yiqi.
He has been in a low mood recently, and apart from being too tired from work, it is indeed related to Duan Zhuxian.
In fact, Duan Zhuxian treated him very well, even more attentive than before, and gave him enough private space, but it was this kind of consideration and tolerance that made him feel uncomfortable.
Because at the same time, Duan Zhuxian seemed to have lost interest in that aspect.
He even secretly reflected on whether he was really slow in love and could not give any decent response after three attempts, which caused Duan Zhuxian, the favored son of heaven, to lose face, gradually lose patience, and cool down his enthusiasm.
He was too embarrassed to ask, and even had a vague fear of the unknown, afraid that if he poked a hole in the ant hole, everything would collapse like loose sand.
After a week, he was tired of this recurring state of self-doubt.
But he had no way to ask Chen Yiqi for help. This kid would probably laugh at him until next year after hearing what he said.
Jiang Yao pinched his brows and found that Chen Yiqi was staring intently into the depths of the alley, so he followed his gaze.
Near the end of the alley, two children who looked like middle school students were standing under a street light and talking to each other. Sometimes they held hands, and sometimes they whispered in each other's ears. The girl was coaxed by the boy and her face was full of shyness. She reached out and hit the boy's chest, and the boy held her hand.
Chen Yiqi peeked for a while and blew out a smoke ring: "Tsk tsk, the Pure Love God of War fell to the ground."
Jiang Yao was stunned: "What is the Pure Love God of War?"
Chen Yiqi said, "It's a 2D term. I heard it from my sister. It can be understood as a type of person who likes to see pure emotions. If you extend the word pure love a little bit, it means a kind of pure love that is not based on physical relationships."
Jiang Yao bit the cigarette, his brows slowly furrowed, and suddenly a light bulb went off in his head.
The events of the previous week flashed through his mind like a slideshow, including the fracas in the car and him giving Duan Zhuxian a locked belt.
It finally stopped at the phone call at the racecourse. Under the afterglow of the sunset, Duan Zhuxian asked him if he liked pure love.
grass!
He finally figured out what the problem was!
At that time, he was still in pain and was very angry. He really felt that Duan Zhuxian was inhumane for bullying him in the car. He then gave Duan Zhuxian a belt to warn him, which was purely impulsive.
But it's not that he can't stand Duan Zhuxian's beastly behavior. Moreover, he doesn't think that Duan Zhuxian's strong personality will allow him to restrain himself.
But who would have thought that Duan Zhuxian actually took it to heart and practiced it for a whole week...
Pure love is beautiful.
Just look at the two shy children under the street light.
But unfortunately, he is a serious adult and married, so he is not suitable for this kind of middle school student love.
Chen Yiqi's gaze had already fallen from the young couple in early love to Jiang Yao's face. He saw Jiang Yao frown, grit his teeth, then slightly raise his eyebrows, and finally smile.
"Are you doing Sichuan Opera face-changing?" he asked curiously.
Jiang Yao reached out and ruffled Chen Yiqi's curly hair, then pinched out his cigarette and said with a smile, "I have something urgent to do. I'll be leaving first."
*
The designated driver was an old hand and drove very steadily without any sudden braking or bumps.
But the heart in Jiang Yao's chest was extremely restless, jumping up and down uncontrollably, and it didn't calm down even after being blown by the cold wind all the way.
Unable to hold back any longer, he took out his cell phone and called Duan Zhuxian first.
The call was picked up almost instantly.
He asked, "Duan Zhuxian, where are you?"
Duan Zhuxian said, "At home."
Jiang Yao smiled silently and lowered his voice: "Don't go anywhere, wait for me."
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Yao asked the driver to drive faster.
Jiang Yao rushed home, hurriedly pressed the fingerprint lock, kicked off his shoes, strode through the entrance corridor, and met Duan Zhuxian, who was dressed in a smart suit in the living room.
Jiang Yao was stunned for a moment: "Why are you dressed like this?"
Duan Zhuxian said: "I was just about to pick you up when I received your call."
Jiang Yao nodded and smiled: "Then you catch it well."
As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed towards Duan Zhuxian and kissed Duan Zhuxian's lips hard with his lips that were slightly cool in the night.
After receiving so many kisses, Jiang Yao was still not very skilled. He rubbed here, bit there, and was as domineering as if he had been fighting in many battles. In just a few strokes, he made the pale thin lips turn into an alluring blood color. Soon, he had enough fun outside, and his tongue pried open the gap between the lips and broke in through the gap between the teeth.
As if exerting great willpower, Duan Zhuxian turned his head away, pinched Jiang Yao's blushing face, lowered his eyes and asked, "Drunk again?"
Jiang Yao panted and spoke intermittently, "No, I only drank about 70, 80, or 90 cups. I can drink quite well."
He hooked his hand around Duan Zhuxian's neck, counting with his fingers as he spoke, as if he was quite drunk, but his eyes were warm and clear, filled with a kind of straightforward invitation.
Duan Zhuxian looked into those eyes, and as if receiving some hint, his Adam's apple suddenly rolled up and down uncontrollably.
Jiang Yao asked, "Where's the belt I gave you?"
Duan Zhuxian said, "In the cloakroom."
Jiang Yao opened his palm towards Duan Zhuxian and ordered him playfully, "Give it back to me. I won't give it to you anymore."
After a few seconds of stalemate, Duan Zhuxian finally understood what was going on. He pinched Jiang Yao's waist with his palm and teased him with narrowed eyes: "I won't return it. If you give it to me, it's mine. Besides, all three lengths are suitable."
Jiang Yao's eyes widened. "Have you really tried? I have the key to the lock on your belt buckle. Aren't you afraid that it won't open?"
Duan Zhuxian smiled and said, "I will accept the gift you give me even if it contains a bomb."
Jiang Yao paused, and the slight blush on his face instantly spread to the tips of his ears.
He knew that Duan Zhuxian had teased him again with a word, but he still couldn't help feeling embarrassed. In this regard, he seemed to be never as calm as Duan Zhuxian.
But today he was determined to prove to Duan Zhuxian that he was not that pretentious, and was not some elementary school kid who needed pure love and care. It didn't matter if it hurt a little, the most important thing was to have fun.
Jiang Yao was sweating profusely even though he hadn't done anything yet. He thought he might be a little drunk. But he had been quite normal before. It was only after seeing Duan Zhuxian that he started to feel high.
Duan Zhuxian raised his hand, buried his fingertips in Jiang Yao's hair, and pressed the red head towards him, so that they could face each other again. "How do you know my waist size?"
Jiang Yao made up his mind and broke through the last layer of boundary.
"Measure it with your legs."
Jiang Yao whispered.
Upon hearing this, Duan Zhuxian nuzzled Jiang Yao's nose lovingly. "I've been focusing on waist and abdomen training lately, which has tightened my muscles. Your database may need an update."
Jiang Yao finally felt relieved when he heard Duan Zhuxian using the most serious tone and saying the most vulgar words.
He still prefers the unpretentious Duan Zhuxian.
He grabbed Duan Zhuxian's collar, raised his flushed face, and met Duan Zhuxian's already turbulent gaze without giving in.
"Okay, I'll measure it again."
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