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Luo Yan was elated: "Thank you boss!"
So when Zheng Yu'an came, he saw Yan Shuwang holding a champagne glass and standing beside the dessert table bored.
He originally wanted to walk over quietly, but Yan Shuwang's eyes swept over precisely like a radar.
Zheng Yu'an could only say hello first: "Hi."
Yan Shuwang stared at him for a while, then raised his wine glass: "Hi."
Zheng Yu'an approached him, but at such a short distance, Yan Shuwang's eyes did not move away.
Zheng Yu'an couldn't help laughing, and whispered, "You restrain yourself."
Yan Shuwang asked, "What do you mean?"
Zheng Yu'an stretched out two fingers and compared his eyes: "The eyes are burning."
Yan Shuwang didn't speak. He put down the champagne glass, and suddenly held the two fingers that Zheng Yu'an stretched out in his palm.
"..." Zheng Yuan said helplessly, "It's too much."
Yan Shuwang's wrist was a little harder, Zheng Yuan didn't dare to struggle too much for fear of attracting attention, so he could only follow the opponent's strength and approached a few more steps. He was forced to turn around halfway, and Yan Shuwang's movements naturally supported his lower back.
Qin Hanguan didn't know when he came, but after hooking up all over the place, he definitely couldn't fall on Mr. Yan's side. He saw Zheng Yu'an beside him and gave him a look of "Yeah, you're also there", but he didn't notice it. The pose of the two.
Zheng Yu'an only felt that there was a warm baby stuck on his back. It was a hot day, and people who were hot were sweating.
Yan Shuwang did not intend to put his hands down.
Qin Hanguan said something to himself for a while, and then he felt that the atmosphere was a little wrong. He looked at Zheng Yu'an and asked, "Are you hot?"
Zheng Yu'an could only make an excuse: "I feel that the air conditioning in the hall is not very sufficient."
"Is there?" Qin Hanguan was inexplicable, "It's quite cold."
Zheng Yu'an couldn't bear it any longer and asked him, "What else do you have to do?"
Qin Hanguan: "It's nothing, just come and see our President Yan. How about having dinner and sitting together later, I'll bring food to President Yan!"
Zheng Yuan had goosebumps on the back of his neck. He couldn't help but glance at Yan Shuwang. The latter's face didn't show much emotion, but he could see that Qin Hanguan was perfunctory. To agree or not to agree.
Fortunately, Luo Yan came to the rescue.
She probably had a good chat with a few high-level female leaders, her face was flushed, and she was high-spirited. Once she joined this conversation, the rhythm was immediately taken away.
Yan Shuwang said to walk outside, and Zheng Yuan followed him out.
This time, JZ Bank was organized in a five-star restaurant. Behind the small auditorium is an imitation Soviet-style garden. The promenade is surrounded by a long corridor, and it turns around the rockery for a few times. The lake center pavilion is covered in a lotus leaf pond. , more or less a bit of mood.
Zheng Yu'an took off his suit and put it on his arm. He looked up at Yan Shuwang. The man was wearing a cotton and linen short-sleeved shirt, and his khaki pants were rolled up to about nine points, revealing an ankle.
"It's too hot outside." Zheng Yu'an wiped his sweat, he regretted going out to shake it, and he might as well stay in the air-conditioned room.
Yan Shuwang looked at him a few times: "Do you stipulate wearing clothes?"
Zheng Yu'an: "Anyway, the organizer has invited so many big people, so you have to dress formally."
Yan Shu looked to see that he was sweating all the time, and the back of his shirt was wet. After thinking about it, he suddenly said, "I'll go to the front desk to open a room."
"?" Zheng Yu'an didn't react, "What are you doing with opening a room?"
Yan Shuwang looked at him and seemed to smile softly. He said, "You can take a bath in my room and cool off a while."
Chapter 35
Yan Shuwang asked for a suite, and when the room card was delivered to Zheng Yu'an, he realized something was not right.
Zheng Yuan admits that he is strongly attracted to Yan Shuwang to some extent, whether it is "sex" or something else, even if he is superficial to judge people by appearance, or more philosophical "primitive impulses" and "hormonal troubles", Zheng Yuan probably doesn't. will deny.
As for what kind of emotion Yan Shuwang has towards him, Zheng Yu'an is not so curious as to have a dream like "such a person might really like me".
It's like a mortal who is suddenly favored by the gods one day.
The suite service also includes an afternoon tea, probably because of Yan Shuwang's wealth and wealth, the chef personally brought the dining car up, along with a bottle of good wine.
Zheng Yu'an didn't understand why afternoon tea was paired with wine, Yan Shuwang didn't care, and motioned him to take a bath first.
"Change the dirty clothes and give them to them." Yan Shuwang said while pouring wine. He used to use imperative sentences in front of outsiders.
Zheng Yu'an hesitated, "Then what should I wear next?"
Yan Shuwang: "It only takes two hours for them to dry-clean, we can just wait in the room."
The waiter was obviously not surprised by the scene of two men staying in a suite, and stood aside watching the whole process.
Zheng Yuan was not used to taking off his clothes in front of people. He entered the bathroom, took off his shirt and trousers, and threw them on the carpet outside through the door.
There was chatter outside for a while, Xu was the waiter who took his clothes away, Yan Shuwang seemed to say "buy a pair of underwear", but Zheng Yu'an didn't understand what the waiter asked about the size.
He turned on the water in the shower, stood under the shower, his mind was a little confused, and it seemed that he still couldn't tell whether he was looking forward to what happened or was afraid of what happened.
After being soaked in water for a long time, he can't wash it casually. Zheng Yu'an just finished wiping his hair, but the bathroom door was pushed open from the outside. Yan Shuwang was holding a brand new underwear package in his hand, with a surprised expression, and he asked: " You didn't lock the door?"
Zheng Yu'an's hair was full of foam, and his body was red from the steaming heat. It took a long time before he said embarrassedly, "I forgot..."