Ying Tongchen raised his brows: "Sit."

Zhen Mingxin sat down cramped next to him, with his hands on his knees, his face flushed: "Thank you for helping me last time, I haven't had time to thank you yet, so let me help you renew your annual card again?"

"No." Ying Tongchen asked, "Why did you come to exercise?"

"I want to be as strong as Meng Meng." Zhen Mingxin pinched his weak body and sighed.

Ying Tongchen smiled: "Where's your manager, didn't he trouble you?"

"No."

Ying Tongchen breathed a sigh of relief when he heard him say, "She fired me directly, and now I'm in the hands of a trainee broker."

"Hey." Ying Tongchen and Meng Gong sighed at the same time.

"But it's good, the new agent is very young and cheerful, and full of sense of justice. She also said that she wants to make me an actor!" Zhen Mingxin laughed twice, and then thought of something, and looked around secretly. Ying Tongchen asked in a low voice, "Brother Ying, I heard that you and that man..."

"Well, done."

"Hiccup." Zhen Mingxin gave a thumbs up, "You are really my brother, sacrifice yourself to fulfill the younger brother. Don't say anything, I will definitely help you renew this New Year card!"

"You'd better get on fire first."

Meng Gong, who had been silent for a long time, finally couldn't help it: "You are talking about that person's situation, you really don't want to make an appointment in the future?"

"Well, no more appointments."

"What about the rest?"

"I don't think about it for the time being, the school will start soon."

After resting for a while, Meng Gong came to the old client again, and let Ying Tongchen watch Zhen Mingxin meet.

Ying Tongchen lowered his head and played with his mobile phone, picked up the water cup beside him, raised his head and took a sip of water, inexplicably aware of a growing hot gaze, he turned his head to look at the incomparably well-behaved Zhen Mingxin,

Zhen Mingxin was stunned when he saw his profile: "Brother Ying, you are so handsome. Why don't you fall in love with me?"

"puff"

Zhen Mingxin wiped the water on his face and smiled: "Brother, are you really not thinking about me?"

"You're a younger brother." Ying Tongchen said embarrassingly, picking up a tissue and handing it to him.

"Okay then." Zhen Mingxin sighed and wiped his face. Seeing that there were some drops of water on the corner of his mouth, he hurriedly reached out to help him wipe it up.

Ying Tongchen grabbed his wrist and was about to speak when a shadow suddenly shrouded him.

The two looked up at the same time, and saw a man with sharp facial features and deep eyes staring at the hands of the two, and then his eyes fell on Zhen Mingxin's face.

Zhen Mingxin was so frightened that he almost wilted on the spot, and whispered, "Uh, Brother Ying, is this your friend?"

"No." After Ying Tongchen finished speaking, he saw the man frown and changed his words, "Yes... right?"

Are gun buddies friends?

"Ying Tongchen, come here for me." Zhuo Shu darkened his face, turned around and left. After a while, he turned his head and saw no one following him. He was even more annoyed. He went back and clasped Ying Tongchen's wrist and strode to the lounge, locking the door with his backhand.

Ying Tongchen grabbed his hand, but the other party pushed him behind the door angrily.

"Who was that person just now?" Zhuo Shu was so angry that he finally found time to exercise, when he saw his little lover and someone else's man flirting with each other, and playing the game of catching me, "Are you Behind my back, have you developed a lot of customers?"

Zhuo Shu felt that he was surrounded by green light, and even the decoration of the lounge was full of vibrant green, so good!

Ying Tongchen blinked and guessed what he meant. After a while, he let out a short smile: "He's just the younger brother I just met."

"Yes, isn't it popular to call him father, son, brother and brother?" Zhuo Shu gritted his teeth.

"Pfft, you're pretty good at playing." Ying Tongchen raised his eyes and looked at him slyly, "Really? Brother."

Zhuo Shu: "!"

Zhuoshu paused: "What did you call me?"

"Brother." Ying Tongchen raised the corner of his mouth, "Could it be that you still want me to call you dad?"

After speaking, he saw the fierce-looking man in front of him, his ears reddened.

Ying Tongchen squeezed the corner of his mouth, and finally laughed out loud, and then listened to him deliberately said dully: "I am indeed your father."

Isn't the father of the gold master the father? Thinking of this, Zhuo Shu was relieved: "Call me to listen?"

"Don't be too aggressive." Ying Tongchen pushed him away angrily and hilariously, tidied up his collar, and then remembered that he was wearing sportswear.

Zhuo Shu also noticed that although the other party was only wearing white short-sleeves and sweatpants, his chest was wet with sweat, the fabric became somewhat transparent, the exposed skin was fair and clean, and there was a small mark on the neckline.

He gently tore off the other party's collar, and saw that there were still several undissipated traces inside, no new ones were added, and he smiled with satisfaction.

Ying Tongchen patted his hand away, walked to the sofa and sat down, crossing his long legs, looking up at him: "Speaking of which, you don't care who I chat with."

"Of course not." Zhuo Shu glared at him, seeing his calm expression again, with a little more appreciation in his eyes.

He was afraid that his peers would set off him. In his circle of friends of the second generation rich with wine and rice bags, he basked in his little lover all day long, mocking him all day for being rich but not having a warm bed. I'm used to seeing those little lovers who are sexy and sultry, but I don't feel appetizing.

It is this temperament of abstinence and calmness that makes him completely willing to become the gold owner of raising canaries.

Thinking of this, he sat down on the opposite side and sat upright: "You are my person now, promiscuity is absolutely forbidden. Just so, let's talk this time. Don't worry, although it is the first time I have done this kind of thing. , but I will try to adapt, practice more, and adapt to this new identity as soon as possible."

"Well, if there is a will, things will come true." Ying Tongchen also felt that it was necessary for him to diligently practice technical problems, otherwise it would be a problem whether he could find new gun friends in the future.

Zhuo Shu: "?" Are you kind of encouraging?