Chapter 761: When holding him, call him baby, when waking up, call him Uncle Jiang, huh! Man!
Two days ago, Chu Yanpeng drank a few more glasses at a party, and his friends sent him to a hotel to rest.
In the elevator, he met Jiang Yinhuai, who was also sent to the hotel.
Chu Yanpeng's father and Jiang Yinhuai were close friends, with an age difference of about ten years between them, but they got along very well.
His father often said, "If I were ten years younger, I would pursue your Uncle Jiang."
His mother always smiled and said nothing, and seemed like she didn't take his father's words to heart.
But the next day, there were definitely a few more scratches on his father's neck.
Chu Yanpeng and Jiang Yinhuai were quite familiar with each other, but they only greeted each other when they met and said hello during the holidays, and they did not have much contact.
He also heard rumors about Jiang Yinhuai from his father and from outside rumors.
The feeling Jiang Yinhuai gave him could be described as "unfathomable".
This man is like the deep sea, with a calm and reserved appearance, but who knows what kind of undercurrents are hidden within him.
We always abide by the rules every time we meet and dare not overstep the line.
That day, he was drunk and hooked his arm around Jiang Yinhuai's shoulders, calling him Uncle Jiang.
Jiang Yinhuai was only ten years older than him, at the prime age for men, but he made it sound like he was in his seventies or eighties.
The man was not annoyed, but looked at him with a smile.
Her eyelashes drooped, and her indifferent and detached pupils were bathed in a heart-pounding light.
Like a bold stroke of ink in a painting, it could overwhelm everything around it and go straight into his heart.
In the past, Chu Yanpeng never fixed his gaze on mature men, but Jiang Yinhuai's face was too lethal.
In this mortal world, no one can defeat him in the slightest.
It was as if someone had lit a fire in his heart, and the flames, fueled by the alcohol, burned fiercely, burning away all his rationality.
He tore Jiang Yinhuai's clothes into tangles, determined to drag the indifferent and detached Buddhist disciple back into the mortal world.
Jiang Yinhuai must have been drinking and was not very clear-headed. He pushed him a few times but failed to move him away, so he simply let him do what he wanted.
He became more presumptuous.
Kiss those light-colored lips, leaving a deep red mark on them.
Later, he pushed the drunk Jiang Yinhuai onto the bed, kissed and hugged him, and made a mess in the man's arms... In the end, things were out of control.
When he woke up in the morning, Chu Yanpeng was scared to death when he saw the man next to him.
Sleeping with your father's best friend is more shocking than having sex with anyone outside.
He put on his clothes and fled.
He didn't know whether Jiang Yinhuai would remember what happened last night after he woke up. He was so scared that he hid outside for two days and didn't go home.
Over the past two days, he asked his father indirectly and learned about the situation on Jiang Yinhuai's side.
My father only said that Jiang Yinhuai was looking for someone and that he was making quite a fuss, but he didn't say who he was looking for.
Chu Yanpeng automatically put himself in the situation, and the more he thought about it, the more scared he became.
If Jiang Yinhuai finds him, no one knows what he will do to him. His father will probably break his legs.
Chu Yanpeng had no choice but to turn to his good brother Song Shiyue for help.
"Yue! Save me!"
Chu Yanpeng grabbed Song Shiyue's arm and endured it for two consecutive days. He looked extremely haggard.
Especially those eyes, the bottom of which were filled with red bloodshot, and he no longer had the vigor and spirit of the past, looking like a weak and helpless wretch.
"Whether my brother can survive depends entirely on you."
After all, it involves the safety of his good brother, so Song Shiyue naturally can't just ignore it: "I'll help you deal with the surveillance, but who are you sleeping with? Is it necessary to scare you like this?"
"This person..." Chu Yanpeng closed his mouth and said nothing more.
Judging from his attitude, he was obviously unwilling to say more.
"You didn't sleep with a married man, did you?"
"Of course not. He's not married."
"Then what are you afraid of? Is he looking for you to take responsibility?"
"Probably not."
Chu Yanpeng felt that Jiang Yinhuai was looking for him most likely to kill and silence the witness, and definitely not to ask for responsibility.
How could someone like Jiang Yinhuai lack a bed partner?
It's just a matter of whether you want to or not.
There have been many men and women around him over the years, but this man who is indifferent to love has never cared about anyone.
For a while, Chu Yanpeng even felt that Jiang Yinhuai had some hidden feelings for his father.
Because his father is married, I stay with his father as a friend.
Later it was discovered that Jiang Yinhuai and his father were just good friends, and their feelings were extremely pure, without any improper emotions.
Thinking of this, he became even more afraid.
"Brother, don't ask! My head is in a mess right now."
Chu Yanpeng rubbed his hair irritably: "God bless him, please don't take this matter to heart."
"Know a little bit about the law! You slept with someone, that's considered rape! You have to bear legal consequences."
"I slept with him, but I was the one who suffered the loss."
"Hmm?" Song Shiyue showed the excited expression of a melon-eating crowd encountering a big melon: "Are you the one below?"
Chu Yanpeng pursed his lips and didn't respond, but he didn't refute either.
"Yo! You really are the one down there!"
Song Shiyue looked him up and down: "I don't think you are like that! Why did you let someone suppress you?"
Extinguished——
"I'm drunk and I don't have the strength, okay?"
Chu Yanpeng didn't want to admit that he was suppressed by the old man. It was a shame for him.
Song Shiyue smiled meaningfully and didn't expose him.
After crying to Song Shiyue, Chu Yanpeng felt much better, but he didn't dare to go home until the crisis was over.
Song Shiyue specially booked a room for him in the club so that he could avoid the limelight for the time being.
Chu Yanpeng was so moved that he burst into tears: "Brother, you are really my good brother! When your child is born, I will definitely give him a big red envelope."
Song Shiyue took the phone and pointed the microphone at him: "Come on, say it again, I'll record it and save it."
"The relationship between us is based on sincerity."
Chu Yanpeng pushed away his hand holding the phone: "Recording is meaningless. I usually remember what I said. If you don't remember, then just pretend I didn't say it."
Song Shiyue: "..."
Chu Yanpeng drove to the club, and Manager Zhao enthusiastically took him into a private room specifically for rest.
I didn't sleep well for two consecutive nights.
Chu Yanpeng fell on the bed and fell asleep.
He slept so soundly that he didn't know what day it was.
After waking up, Chu Yanpeng rubbed his messy hair and went into the bathroom to wash up.
After coming out of the shower, he found that the clothes he had worn were wrinkled.
He hadn't changed his clothes for three days and felt extremely uncomfortable all over.
Chu Yanpeng came out of the private room and planned to ask Manager Zhao to help him buy some clothes.
After asking the waiter at the club, I learned that Manager Zhao was in room V888 on the third floor.
Chu Yanpeng went to the third floor and looked for the room according to the room number.
As soon as I stood at the door of the private room, the door opened from the inside and a tall figure appeared in front of me.
The man was wearing a well-ironed custom-made black suit. He was tall and slender, and the diamond collar clip on his chest was shining brightly, which made Chu Yanpeng squint his eyes subconsciously.
Why does this figure look familiar?
His eyes unconsciously moved upwards.
Seeing the black tie tightening the collar, there is a kind of seductive yet abstinent feeling of taboo.
Above the neckline is a slender, cold white neck with a sexy and prominent Adam's apple.
A faint red mark was faintly visible under the collar, diluting the man's cold and abstinent appearance and adding a bit of ambiguity and tenderness.
Tsk!
This hickey looks familiar!
Chu Yanpeng tilted his head, and his thoughtful eyes instantly froze.
He quickly raised his head and looked upwards.
What caught my eye were the man's indifferent eyes, which seemed to be moistened by ice, making people dare not touch or get close to them.
Chu Yanpeng was so frightened by those eyes that he took a step back, wishing he could grow wings and fly farther and farther.
But his feet seemed to be nailed to the floor and he couldn't move at all.
The man lowered his eyes.
Deep eyes stared at him: "Why are you here?"
His low and sexy voice came over, and it made Chu Yanpeng shudder violently when he heard it.
His lips began to tremble: "I...this..."
"Huh? Seeing me so nervous?"
“No… no…” Chu Yanpeng said hello with a stiff upper lip: “Uncle Jiang!”
Damn it!
How could I meet Jiang Yinhuai in Song Shiyue’s club?
If he had known they would meet, he would have slept on the street instead of coming here yesterday.
The unexpected meeting made Chu Yanpeng panic and at a loss.
Jiang Yinhuai appeared here, could he be here to arrest him?
Then why did you speak in the same tone as usual?
Is he thinking too much, or is Jiang Yinhuai hiding his true purpose?
Chu Yanpeng's heart was in turmoil, but he tried hard to control his expression.
Stay calm!
Don't let your tracks show up.
No matter what Jiang Yinhuai's purpose was in appearing in front of him, he must refuse to admit that he was the one that night.
Chu Yanpeng lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Jiang Yinhuai again, but he could feel someone's gaze on him, burning like fire, as if to set him on fire.
He really couldn't hold on any longer and decided to run away first: "Uncle Jiang, I won't bother you anymore, I'll go first..."
His arm was grabbed, stopping him in his tracks.
Before Chu Yanpeng could react, he was pulled into the private room.
"Uncle Jiang——"
Chu Yanpeng was very resistant, fearing that Jiang Yinhuai would drag him in and beat him up.
He was already prepared, planning to shout for help first and then call the pervert.
As soon as I opened my mouth and before any sound came out, I raised my eyes and met countless pairs of eyes.
? !!!!
Chu Yanpeng was dumbfounded!
There were many people in the private room, including Manager Zhao, who was holding a bottle of red wine in his hand and bending over to pour the wine.
"Mr. Jiang, is this your friend?"
Someone asked.
Jiang Yinhuai's gaze fell on his side, and a hidden smile flashed across his eyes.
He used his slender, clean fingers to fiddle with the messy hair and gently smoothed out the sticky hair.
“This is my little friend.”
kid
This name was called out in his low and hoarse voice, which was charming and tender, and tinged with inexplicable ambiguity.
"This is my sister-in-law! Come and sit down!"
Someone made room.
Chu Yanpeng finally reacted.
He looked at the man who had just spoken in surprise and shock: "My...sister-in-law?"
"No, you misunderstood!"
Chu Yanpeng pointed at the man next to him and said, "This is my Uncle Jiang."
Jiang Yinhuai frowned, and a dark look flashed across his eyes, disappearing in a flash.
That night I held him and called him Big Baby, and after I put on my pants I called him Uncle Jiang.
Oh!
Heartless little guy.
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