After seven o'clock in the evening, Wen Yu was ready to go home from work after a busy day. When he walked to the door of the company, he saw a familiar tall figure not far away. Wen Yu rubbed his eyes in disbelief. After confirming that it was Jiang Mo,He froze for three seconds, then ran over excitedly and threw himself into his arms: "Jiang Mo, are you finally back?"

Jiang Mo hugged Wen Yu's slender waist, and stared down at his thoughtful face: "Well, Ah Yu, I'm back."

Wen Yu was amused by him, raised her neck and asked, "Have you eaten yet?"

"No." He lightly rubbed Wen Yu's waist with his hand, and said in an ambiguous tone, "A Yu, why have you lost so much weight, and there is no flesh on your waist?"

Wen Yu glared at him reproachfully, "You're not here, no one cooks for me, why don't you lose weight?"

Jiang Mo curled his lips into a smile, and hugged Wen Yu by the waist: "Let's go, I'll cook something delicious for you tonight."

Wen Yu hurriedly hugged his neck tightly, afraid of falling, and scolded with a smile: "Don't make trouble."

The two walked forward one after the other, and no one noticed the black car not far away.

Han Zichuan sat by the window with a stern look.

Seeing Wen Yu smiling like a flower and being carried forward by Jiang Mo, the corners of his brows and eyes were covered with haze, and the veins in his hands holding the steering wheel were exposed.

He didn't know what he did wrong.

When Wen Yu faced him, he would always keep away from others. Every time he wanted to get close to him and keep him, he would push away quickly like an electric shock, and even avoided him.

The feeling was so uncomfortable that he couldn't breathe.

It wasn't until Wen Yu and Jiang Mo disappeared around the corner that he started the car and left...

While eating, Wen Yu listened to Jiang Mo's account of his whereabouts during this time.

After earning some money by speculating in stocks, he set up a small team to study the stock market and make investments, and stayed in the capital during this time.

Wen Yu was admiring as he listened. Sure enough, smart people are different. They earn money with such technical content, and even play stocks so profoundly.

Jiang Mo also brought Wen Yu a gift. It was a tea set made of jade. The cup was full of water and crystal clear. Wen Yu fell in love with it immediately. He also had a tea set in his last life, but it was carved from red sandalwood.Yes, he cherishes it very much, and only uses it on special important occasions. It is placed at home on weekdays, and no one is allowed to touch it.

When Jiang Mo handed the tea set to Wen Yu, Wen Yu happily took it, and couldn't help but ask, "Where did you get it?"

Jiang Mo said lightly, "I found a friend to buy it from an antique shop."

"You are really willing." Wen Yu touched the smooth and delicate wall of the cup, loving it.

"Is there anything you don't want to part with? I'm willing to give it to you only if you like it." Jiang Mo said dotingly: "I can find better ones for these things. If you like them, I will continue to help you find them. If you find it troublesome, waitI'll accompany you to the antique shop when I'm free, and pick out a few pieces you like."

When Wen Yu heard this, his eyes were slightly wet. He lowered his head and took a bite of the fish, "Well, you have a heart."

Jiang Mo smiled, stretched out his hand to scratch the tip of his upturned nose, and said softly, "Ayu, you shouldn't treat me like an outsider."

Wen Yu raised his eyes and looked at him for a moment, pursed his lips, picked up the wine glass on the table, and took a big sip.

Seeing this, Jiang Mo smiled, and put the vegetables into the warm taro bowl: "Drink slowly, eat a la carte first, don't lie in my arms and act like a baby when you get drunk, say it's because you miss me."Can't sleep."

Wen Yu snorted, "Who wants to be in your arms, I hate it to death."

He pinched Wen Yu's tender cheeks, "A Yu, why are you not good at learning?"

"Oh, it's so itchy..." Wen Yu pushed his shoulder, "let go!"

There was a faint blush on Wen Yu's face, obviously because of the alcohol. His cheeks were blush, his eyes were misty, like a tempting cherry to pick, and he was a little drunk.

Jiang Mo's Adam's apple rolled, and a dark light flashed across his eyes.

"A Yu, why are you so active today?" Jiang Mo's fingertips lingered on his cheeks, "Didn't you say to keep your distance?"

"I didn't take the initiative, obviously you came here." Wen Yu muttered unconvinced.

Jiang Mo's hand slid down to the hem of the clothes, stroking along the curve, and Wen Yu felt hot all over.

Jiang Mo's technique is very skillful, but the speed of provoking love is very slow, like a lazy and elegant wolf, enjoying the helpless struggle of the prey, and then slowly tearing it apart.

Wen Yu gradually softened, Jiang Mo took the opportunity to kiss his bright red lips, prying open the white teeth with the tip of his tongue, poking into the mouth to sweep, all the longing for many days turned into this kiss.

Wen Yu's head was dizzy, and he didn't hold a lot of alcohol at first. After gulping down a glass of white wine, he is now dizzy, his mind is in chaos, and he can't see anything clearly.

He put his wrist around the man's neck, actively catering to him.

Jiang Mo's breathing gradually increased, the kiss became deeper and deeper, and his hands gradually became dishonest...

Wen Yu was pushed down on the sofa by Jiang Mo, and the two were entangled in limbs. He was forced to bear Jiang Mo's violent kiss like a storm, his chest heaved violently, and his body was limp and weak.

He closed his eyes, let Jiang Mo's tongue drill into his mouth and writhed ragingly, his hands clinging to his back, trying to restrain himself from crying...

After a long time, Jiang Mo stopped at the last step. He pressed his forehead against Wen Yu's forehead, gently pecked at his pink, tender and soft lips, and murmured hoarsely: "A Yu..."

Wen Yu was teased by him so hot that he couldn't bear it. When he heard him call his name, he couldn't help but shuddered, but his eyes were hazy, his consciousness was fuzzy, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

"A taro, I hope our first time will be clean and beautiful." He whispered in his ear.

Wen Yu couldn't hear what he was saying, but only vaguely guessed that he said something rather ambiguous.