Sariel

Chapter 4

A month is fleeting, the weather is getting hotter and hotter, and people are getting lazier.There has been a major change in the dietary structure of Xiaobao with Tang syndrome. In addition to milk, he began to try a small amount of fruit juice, egg yolk and rice soup.The so-called white horse passes through the gap, and the dead are like gentlemen.

Yun Bihai looked at the lump lying on the floor with infinite contempt: "My son is on the river, you are on the ground, you will lose all the face of a scholar."

Chen Yue put her face down and sighed: "The air conditioner is really the greatest invention of mankind."

"Last time that honor was awarded to an automatic dishwasher."

Chen Yue pouted: "So lazy people change life, imagination saves the world, and science and technology are the primary productive forces."

Yun Bihai snorted: "How does it feel to spend a month with your Lord Tang Yan?"

Chen Yue's eyes lit up immediately: "I'll marry a male god!" But he turned over and rubbed on the ground, "It's just a little weird."

Yun Bihai pulled him up and sat down: "For example?"

"Only write what you love, and don't accept appointments." Chen Yue paused, "I don't have the habit of recording inspirations casually, but I often overturn and rewrite them at the last second."

Yun Bihai frowned slightly: "It's very arrogant."

Chen Yue blinked: "Don't you think he's very handsome?"

"That's you." Yun Bihai hated iron and steel, "Pig teammate."

"When you look at the stars and the moon, you call him Little Yueyue, but now you call him Teammate Pig." Chen Yue puffed up her cheeks, "What about classmate love, and basic friendship?"

Yun Bihai glared at him fiercely, making a gesture to kick him.

Chen Yue took a step away with a smile, but rushed over to put his arms around his shoulders: "I know you wanted to be his assistant at first, but I just wanted to be honored."

Yun Bihai waved his hand away: "Since you know it's a good thing, why don't you report it?"

Chen Yue looked at him curiously: "Do you have a hidden identity, such as an international fraudster or the FBI. You seem to be investigating something?"

Yun Bihai gave him a sad look: "If you are sick, take medicine, serious illness is difficult to cure."

Chen Yue thought very hard for a moment, then suddenly changed color and said: "You bastard is not allowed to compete with me for the male god!"

Yun Bihai picked up Xiaobao, turned around and left.

"Mr. Tang will have a banquet at his house on Wednesday night next week, and I will take the lead on you!" Chen Yue chuckled.

Yun Bihai was ashamed to be with this person and strode away.

The apartment was brightly lit on Wednesday night, and it was almost ten o'clock in the evening when Yun Bihai coaxed Xiaobao to sleep.When I came out, I saw the fragrance of clothes and temples in the living room, and I could smell the music.

Looking down at her cropped pants and short-sleeved round neck T-shirt, Yun Bihai, who is quite self-aware, plans to avoid it.

Chen Yue spotted him with sharp eyes, and came over to wink: "Special freshly squeezed pear juice, Chen's secret recipe, the only one in the world."

Yun Bihai took it and looked at him at the same time: "Finally know how to wear a suit."

Chen Yueyue was overjoyed, and turned around to show off the three-piece dress: "Isn't it cuter, do you think Mr. Tang will be fascinated by me?"

Yun Bihai pointed to a gentleman surrounded by a group of people in the living room: "The prince is trapped by a dragon, don't worry, princess."

"And, won't the princess walk down the tower by herself? She will leave her head and long hair for nothing." Chen Yue raised her eyebrows bitterly, but the two dimples were not affected, and she was still sweet.

Yun Bihai took a sip of the juice: "Look at the room full of directors and actors, Huanfei Yanshou, heavy makeup and light makeup. Everyone is an expert and has a lot of money, don't hang yourself on a crooked neck tree, hurry to find a second spring. "

"Is he that kind of person?!" Chen Xiaoyue bared her teeth ferociously and acted coquettishly, it's hard for him to have such profound facial expressions.

"Hey, quickly look at eleven o'clock, your favorite muscular man." Yun Bihai gave up entanglement with him, curving to save the country.

Chen Yue looked up.Wow, high nose bridge, long legs, shiny blond hair, and the most precious thing is the biceps that can be seen changing with the lifting of the right hand and drinking even if he is neatly dressed.

Yun Bihai rolled his eyes: "Hurry up and wipe, the water is flooding the golden mountain."

Chen Yue struggled: "I can't betray my Tang male god, but muscles, flesh..."

Yun Bihai gave him a push: "Male gods are only suitable for presenting incense candles and worshiping, kneeling and licking. Muscle is king. Good luck."

Chen Yue's feet brought him to each other, and Yun Bihai upheld the love of her classmates and wished him a fresh and juicy night.

The handsome blond guy has an exotic look, chats with people around him, and is proficient in switching between English and German languages.Chen Xiaoyue was worried, and for the first time spurned herself for being too patriotic and despising the barbarians.

"Little prince, you secretly visited the earth from the asteroid B612."

Chen Yue was surprised that Mr. Muscle could understand Chinese.The other party raised his hand to brush away some of his black forehead hair: "Even if you didn't pull out the baobab saplings before you left, I won't let you go back this time."

Chen Yue stared at him blankly: "Then what about my roses?"

Mr. Blonde took his hand: "From today onwards, I will send you off every day."

Chen Yue burst into laughter: "Saint-Exupéry must have hated you for 100 years."

"What's none of my business? Anyway, the little prince is already in my hands." The bodybuilder smiled slightly, his teeth were white and warm enough to make people dizzy.

Chen Yue murmured: "You should be sent off with a red card."

"Hey, why?" The handsome guy led him away from the crowd and walked to the side wall of the living room, there seemed to be stars shining in his blue-gray eyes.

"You violate the international law of balance for handsome men. You actually have toned muscles and shiny hair at the same time. It's a shame that you are also proficient in multiple foreign languages." Chen Yuexu whispered.

"It's just a small skill to make a living." The handsome blond guy raised his eyebrows and smiled, adding a bit of evil to his face.

"German?" Chen Yue blinked and guessed wildly, "Carl, Schmidt, Thomas, Schumacher, von Wolfgang?"

"It's full of prejudice, with any surname." The other party didn't answer, as if unintentionally fiddled with the small cochlea and earlobes under the black hair.

"Say it?" Chen Yue pouted, raising her wine glass as a threat.

"Imperial is enough to be the symbol of global film festivals, it would be a pity to use it to pour suits." The outstretched hand was obviously bigger than Chen Yue, with slender and strong fingers.

Chen Yue laughed and dodged, her two dimples shaking with malicious intentions.

The handsome blond raised his hands in surrender: "Gustav, Gustav Vasa."

Chen Yue blinked: "Swedes?"

"Why don't you stick to your first instinct." Gustav took his hand and seized the high-risk wine glass. "My face is not white enough, my body is not tall enough, or my eyes are not blue enough?"

Chen Yue stood on tiptoe and held his cheek: "It's as deep as the calm sea at night."

Gustav put his arms around his waist to make him stand still: "Good words always flow from beautiful lips."

Faint, blind, beautiful, and misleading the country, gentle township heroes, sooner or later, Chen Xiaoyue, you will suffer a lot.Yun Bihai watched the voices of the two people over there lower their heads and get closer and closer, and hated that iron could not be made into steel, and turned to the kitchen to find some fruit to swallow to calm down.

This guy completely forgot that the blue-faced disaster was recommended by himself.

In the kitchen, Mr. Tang Yan arrived at some unknown time, holding a small piece of brownie cheesecake in his hand, and was cutting off a corner with the side of a fork.

"What is the allusion of the host's banquet but no guests?" Yun Bihai salivated, picked up the plate and asked for a share of the spoils.

"The master who is not at home is a good host." Mr. Tang Yan let him be presumptuous, "Old Chris is the best at arranging adult game time."

It seems that the leader of the cult is quite happy tonight, and the earth has escaped another disaster.

"Friends should always meet up from time to time and make friends."

"We've seen each other for a few times, so we're just acquaintances. I don't have any friends."

Yun Bihai was amazed: "Being modest should also have a sense of proportion. Qin Hui has three friends."

"I have a bad personality, and I specialize in calculations. Since I was a child, I have kept in mind that it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, and now it is even more difficult for a villain to take revenge from morning to night."

Yun Bihai didn't know whether to praise him or comfort him, he suddenly thought of something and hurriedly said, "I'm asking you alone. A foreigner, with blond hair, is more than six feet tall by visual inspection. His legs are full of strong tendons—"

Tang Yan almost burst out laughing when he heard it, put his hand on his lips and coughed heavily: "The thing that Gustav is most proud of is that in your mouth it is similar to the special product of Kobe, Japan."

Yun Bihai snorted: "Simple mind and well-developed limbs."

"Even if the Vassar family is not as prosperous as it used to be, it is not comparable to ordinary rich people."

Yun Bihai lost his composure and opened his mouth, Tang Yan looked at him amusedly: "Jealous, or regret?"

"Is that person's private life good or not, and is there any hidden disease?" Yun Bihai asked anxiously without making a distinction.

"Ah, shameful jealousy. The boat of friendship capsizes."

"Stop talking nonsense." Yun Bihai rolled his eyes, "Chuyue has enjoyed a lot of blessings since he was born, but he was only born with great ambitions and eyes, so he doesn't try to make progress, so he should be more careful."

"What does it have to do with me."

Yun Bihai glared at him: "You don't want to do anything even if you raise your hand. People like you deserve to be destroyed."

Tang Yan really laughed out loud, a pair of dark eyes gleaming: "It can't be more correct."

Yun Bihai was silent for a moment: "We are brothers, siblings. Besides, Zhu Xiaoyue is your buddy now."

"You can be called a buddy. You don't sell your life if you work hard, and you don't sell yourself if you sell your art. I'm not Mr. and Mrs. Chen's husband and wife." Tang Yan watched him biting his fork, "If you are really jealous, there are many good candidates out there."

"I won't make fun of myself." Yun Bihai glanced at him, "Not everyone is Chen Xiaoyue's useless idiot."

"Mr. Chen has his own good." Tang Yan finally let go, "Don't worry, Gustav is not that kind of person."

Yun Bihai put down the big stone in his heart and buried his head in destroying the cake.

It was very interesting for Tang Yan to see him munching on his head: "Shall I miss your food? You look like a hungry ghost."

"Meeting with someone like you will cause stomach cancer sooner or later." Yun Bihai accused the other party of being picky and vicious when eating, "Throw you to Sierra Leone for a month, and you still care about whether the dumpling stuffing is celery or cabbage."

"I'm very selfish, and I don't have a grand ambition to help the world and save Li Shu." Tang Yan shrugged, "When I was young, I hated the food in the orphanage the most. It was not full and smelled bad."

Yun Bihai was really surprised, the cake stuck in his throat.

Tang Yan handed over a glass of water: "The Wandering Star, a good story, isn't it?"

Yun Bihai felt much better after taking a sip: "To be honest, everyone in the world is curious about your origin."

Tang Yan patted him on the back: "Even Sun Monkey has a rock that jumped out, so I can't avoid it."

"The grievances and grievances of the wealthy family, the tyranny, the blunders, and the loss?" Yun Bihai's fingers slowly slid on the edge of the water glass.

Tang Yan smiled and patted him on the back of the head: "Would you consider switching to writing novels, good seed."

Yun Bihai turned her head away: "Human beings are naturally curious."

Tang Yan withdrew his hand and said seriously: "Maybe you keep a secret?"

"There is no need to pretend to be Roosevelt. The tide of the Caribbean has photographed World War II as early as the last century."

Hey, little things are not fooled.Tang Yan curled his lips: "Inquire for your best friend, Mr. Chen? The friendship is indeed admirable. But now that Gustav has taken over, it will take too much effort to win the love."

Yun Bihai didn't know which point to complain about first, and finally decided to fulfill this hellish friendship: "If you don't mean it, refuse it as soon as possible."

Tang Yan spread his hands: "I am only his assistant. The assistant is not a son, he is an independent adult."

"Assuming you're sane." Yun Bihai sighed, "You don't covet your subordinates and you don't procrastinate in paying wages, so you can barely be considered a good boss."

"I don't intend to please everyone." Tang Yan curled his lips, "However, I can tolerate employees' face-to-face criticism. It seems that I am really a good boss."

Yun Bihai looked at him, this man has too many secrets.

The past was all mystery, the present is all vice.He is picky about his diet in the morning and evening, and he likes to drink coffee and cigarettes with meals on an empty stomach, one cup after another, one after another. Many foreigners have bad habits, but there is always a reserved Chinese look on his face.

He has his own way of survival, and lives a carefree life as if no one else was around.It's very weird, it changes treacherously, and it merges into one.

"How can you completely disregard the thoughts of the people around you?"

"If you have never eaten three meals a day and lived without support."

"Really?"

"Maybe."

The conversation ended here, because the outside guests finally found out that the owner had escaped and shouted loudly throughout the room.

Yun Bihai watched the man walk away under the light, under the cover of the gray suit, he saw a tired and desolate soul weeping in a daze.One after another made people uneasy, but suddenly disappeared.

It's crazy.

Yun Bihai lowered his head and stuffed the rest of the brownie cheesecake into his mouth. It was full of bitterness. I really don't know why this person fell in love with it.Such a shallow conversation shouldn't happen between the two of them. Perhaps Mr. Tang Yan was drunk tonight, or he was trying to test himself.

Anyway, damn it.Apartment No. 120, [-] Zhongtaixiang Road, the real temple is a small monster with a strong wind, and the pool is shallow and full of kings.

Yun Bihai put the dish into the dishwasher.At least the leader of the cult is willing to admit that he is not easy to get along with, so he still has a conscience after all.