radicalducati Chapter 431 Playing with you at home 46
Chapter 431 Playing with you at home 46
"You're a student, and I'm already working. Wouldn't it make me look like a gigolo if I asked you to pay?" Jiang Xinian smiled and shook his head. "Okay, it's hard to get a taxi now. I'll take you back to school."
Of course, it’s the driver who drives.
The meal ended peacefully, but it was in keeping with the tone of our first meeting.
The two sat together in the back seat.
Su Muyou didn't dare to use force when closing the car door.
There are very few men who don't like cars.
Regardless of whether they can afford it or not, they always know all the brands of luxury cars.
If I remember correctly, the one sitting under my butt is also a combination of an iron shell + four tires, and the market price of the bare car is 800 million yuan.
The companions' understanding of the boss's wealth has reached a new level.
Suddenly I felt that those daily transfers of several thousand dollars were really just [small red envelopes] to the other party.
"Mr. Jiang, where are you going?" The driver in the driver's seat looked back through the rearview mirror.
The original destination was indeed Mr. Jiang’s home, but now there was a strange young man, so it was hard to say.
Jiang Xingnian tilted his head to look at the little boy who was a little bit nervous, "Do you mind telling me?"
Su Muyou shook his head and then reported the name of his school.
Now that he's already in the car, there's no point in hiding anything.
The driver started the car and slowly drove towards the destination.
The traffic flow at night is much better than during the day, but there are still traffic jams where there should be traffic jams.
With constant driving and stopping, it is inevitable that you will experience some motion sickness.
Su Muyou leaned back on the cushion and closed his eyes to rest.
The window was rolled down a little, bringing the cool night breeze from outside into the car.
The uncomfortable feeling that was caused by shaking was blown away a little.
Jiang Xingnian observed for a moment without any expression, but ultimately did not say "You can lean on his shoulder".
The current relationship between the two parties is not suitable for such ambiguous words.
He didn't dare to act rashly, and it seemed as if God was helping him to make progress.
Soon, we passed a primary school and there were some speed bumps on the road.
Even though the driver slowed down, the car was still inevitably shaken by the raised obstacles.
Both people sitting in the back seat are wearing seat belts, so there is no need to worry about their bodies sliding forward, but swaying from side to side is still inevitable.
The dazed Su Muyu tilted his body to the side and hit his head on Jiang Xinian's shoulder.
"Hiss." I don't know if it hurts or not, so I'll take a breath first.
Jiang Xinnian quickly reached out and supported his head to prevent secondary injury, "Are you okay?"
Su Muyou frowned slightly and opened his eyes sleepily, "It's okay, it's okay."
When I saw the scene clearly, even my breathing became much lighter.
So close.
You can smell the faint fresh fragrance of the other person when you are close enough.
Su Muyou complained in his heart: I just thought the restaurant was creating a nice ambience, but I didn’t expect it was someone who sprayed perfume!
The preparations are quite complete.
Don’t think he didn’t notice that the other person deliberately chose the same color clothes as him!
Jiang Xinian, who was hit on the shoulder, remained calm and said, "Why don't you just lean against me, so that you won't hit me a second time later."
After the words fell, Su Mu was shocked when he heard the proposal, "No, no, I'll play with my phone for a while."
He wanted to stand up, but he couldn't because the other person's hand was pressing on the back of his head.
"It makes me even more dizzy to play with my phone in the car." Jiang Xingnian rejected his application with reason and evidence, "That's it."
Su Muyou could only lean obediently on his shoulder.
His eyes were closed, but it was obviously impossible for him to fall asleep as heartlessly as he had just now.
[Is he really only interested in the game, or is he interested in you as well?]
The questions that I saw on the mobile phone screen before now have a deafening feeling.
When normal male friends communicate, will they let the other person lean on their shoulders?
The little playmate couldn't convince himself that such behavior was purely ambiguous.
He pursed his lips.
While eating, my mood was already improved because I was given a business card, which gave me an additional choice.
Now, the small waves have accumulated into huge waves.
He couldn't help but imagine how it would end perfectly if Mango's brother really liked him and confessed to him.
If you refuse, the previous harmony will most likely be broken.
Whether it is stable orders, enviable welfare benefits, or red envelopes worth thousands of dollars, they will all wave goodbye to him.
If he agrees, there is no doubt that he will get more than he has now.
The balance in my heart has already tilted.
but.
He had never thought about being with the same sex before...
The little playmate was completely entangled.
"What are you thinking about?" A warm breath and a low voice passed by my ears.
Su Muyou shrank his neck because of the itch and said nothing.
The other party's voice was very close, so close that he felt as if he was back to the time when he was wearing headphones and connected to the microphone.
However, it's just an appearance.
He knew better than anyone that at this moment, they had truly broken through the barriers of the Internet and distance and were truly leaning against each other.
Thinking of this, Su Muyou clenched his hands silently on his knees.
Pretending to sleep?
Jiang Xingnian smiled, but did not ask any further questions. He just reached out and smoothed the other person's frown.
This made someone who had been silent suddenly sit up straight, open his eyes and stare at him angrily but not dare to say anything.
Jiang Xingnian was silent for a moment.
"My hand is leaking electricity?"
"No." Su Muyou said in a muffled voice.
He wanted to ask the other party why he was touching him, but his eyes swept to the driver in the driving seat, and he swallowed the question.
Jiang Xingnian patted himself on the shoulder, saying everything.
Su Muyou stared at him in a stalemate for five full seconds before reluctantly falling back.
I don’t want to admit that I’m intimidated, but at the same time I also feel that this is really weird.
His rebellious nature suddenly emerged and he raised his head again.
She stared at the other person's face intently, opened her thin lips slightly, and asked in a low voice, "Boss, does Mango look like you?"
If they are siblings, there is a high probability that they have some similarities, right?
Su Muyu's gaze first fell on the other person's eyebrows, which were thick and slightly raised, standard sword-like eyebrows.
This probably doesn't look like it.
Further down, eyes, nose, and mouth...
He looked very carefully, as if he was trying to piece together the other person's appearance through his imagination through the other person's facial features.
As they spoke, a faint scent of wine was brought out.
He is drunk.
Su Muyou was ready to put the blame on the trace amount of alcohol whose alcohol content was probably less than 12 degrees.