Mark Me

Yan Song fought with Jiang Huai.

He was kicked by Jiang Huai and fell to the outside of the door, his head hit the ground, his brain was buzzing, and he was half awake from the alcohol... Then he got up from the ground and rushed towards Jiang Huai like a mad dog: "You bitch Seed! I will kill you!"

He wants to strangle Jiang Li, the bastard of the bastard!

But before he touched anyone, he was grabbed by the collar of his suit, his feet were soft, dizzy, and he was thrown hard against the wall.Yan Song is an Alpha with a height of 1.8 meters and a thick physique, but he has been the boss of Zhongcheng for more than ten years, not to mention exercising, and he is not even willing to walk.

He was pressed against the wall by Jiang Huai, and his head, which had just knocked over the floor tiles just now, hit the wall again, making his brain throbbing and painful.

Jiang Li heard something wrong and ran out of the kitchen, screaming.

Yan Song let out a roar, and with a sullen face, he grabbed Jiang Huai's neck and wrestled with him.

"Fever 39 degrees nine," Bo Jian slightly lowered his head, passed his hand behind his waist, and pressed his forehead against his, "do you still have the strength to open the door for me?"

Jiang Li was not at home.The one yesterday smashed a lot of things in the house.

Ah Cai has not finished school yet.

Jiang Huai pulled Bo Jian's hand out from the back of his T-shirt without expression: "Don't touch me."

Bo Jian didn't withdraw his hand.He twisted Jiang Huai's fingers with his fingers, and his knuckles slowly rubbed against Jiang Huai's waistline. Jiang Huai felt goose bumps on his arms.Bo Jian pressed against his ear, quibbling: "No, I'll see if you're sick or not."

Jiang Li will be back at least six o'clock, and she will pick up Ah Cai.

Jiang Huai fumbled for the phone and pressed it... It's not yet 04:30.

enough time.

He raised his hand, turned off the unnecessary light in the entrance, and hooked Bo Jian's neck.Breathing deeply, Bo Jian kissed him from the collar of his collar, and Jiang Huai was pressed against the cabinet.

But just when Jiang Huai thought that Bo Jian was going to do something, and he wanted to do something, Bo Jian suddenly stopped, holding Jiang Huai's hand, his voice was a little hoarse: "Is there any injury?"

"..."

"I didn't do it again, how did you get hurt?" Jiang Huai asked.

But after finishing speaking, he felt that what he said was too erotic, and added in a pretentious way: "I just kissed twice."

"...No." Bo Jian laughed, his chest trembling slightly: "I asked if you were injured in the fight with your father yesterday, not about...that kind of thing."

In fact, "that kind of thing" is a few kisses, but when Bo Jian said it in such a secretive way, Jiang Huai felt more erotic.

He sat on the cabinet for two or three seconds with his mind erotic, and suddenly realized: "How do you know?"

How did Bo Jian know that he had a fight with Yan Song last night?

When Jiang Li went to ask for leave for him, she didn't tell Lao Lin, so it was absolutely impossible for Bo Jian to find out about it from the school.

Bo Jian lowered his eyelids slightly and did not speak.

He never thought of taking the initiative to bring up these matters with Jiang Huai.He guessed that Yan Song would be removed from his position, shares would be transferred, the garage would be sold off, and bank cards would all be frozen. Go to prison... But he didn't expect that a vice president who had been a shareholder in a large group for more than ten years would be able to spend most of the night smashing the door of his ex-wife and fighting with his own son, which was so unreasonable.

He had never seen such a person.

He squeezed Jiang Huai's fingers, and asked softly, "How much do you know about your father's recent affairs?"

Jiang Huai was a little confused: "Why, you know?"

Bo Jian has heard of a non-famous township entrepreneur going bankrupt eight hundred miles away?

"Well," Bo Jian wrote lightly, "I sent his father-in-law everything that your father said to you at the school gate that day." There were other things, but he didn't mention them.

Bo Jian was a little nervous.

Although he thinks that Yan Song is not a thing at all, and he is not worthy of being an Alpha... But Yan Song is Jiang Huai's father after all, and he is afraid that Jiang Huai will think that he is meddling in his business and cause trouble for him.

He closed his mouth and looked at Jiang Huai with a loose expression, but his palms were slightly moist.

Jiang Huai was stunned and stopped talking.

Within three to five seconds, he was suddenly overjoyed. He leaned on the cabinet shelf and his shoulders shook with laughter, and the cabinet shook with him.It was the first time that Bo Jian saw Jiang Huai laughing so freely, usually Jiang Huai would twitch the corners of his mouth when he smiled, and smiled two or three times in a perfunctory manner, as if he was born not able to laugh, but was born to suppress himself and treat others Put on the air conditioner.

"Hahahahahahaha," Jiang Huai asked while laughing, "Bo Jian, you're so fucking bad, why didn't I think of this trick?"

Bo Jian slightly raised his eyebrows, but couldn't help laughing with him: "You don't blame me?"

The corners of Jiang Huai's eyes were slightly moistened with tears, he rubbed his eyes, still smiling: "It's your fault that you thought of a dirty trick and didn't share it with me? When did you post it, why didn't you tell me?"

Bo Jian took out a pack of tissues, tore off the seal and handed it over: "It's been a while... I just think your dad's words are too harsh."

"Looking like a cheap bone, everyone is cheap," Jiang Huai smiled and took a piece of paper from Bo Jian's hand, "Don't call him my dad, he has never done anything except provide a sperm. Yan Song... oh, it's not important, I won't see you again, call him a fart."

He jumped down from the cabinet, crumpled up the paper towels and threw them into the trash can: "This bastard came to my house last night and threw a lot of things in my house... Don't you see what's missing in my house?"

"Yes." Bo Jian roughly swept over, "Smashed some glasses?"

"Yeah." Jiang Huai responded with a nasal voice, he went to the refrigerator to get two bottles of water, and threw a bottle to Bo Jian: "But it's not limited, the main things I threw were things in my room."

Bo Jian frowned: "Your room?"

Jiang Huai didn't return, he unscrewed the mineral water bottle and took a sip: "Did you ask for leave?"

"Yeah." Bo Jian raised his hand, "My boyfriend is sick and alone at home, how can I not come."

Jiang Huai remembered the nonsense he thought Bo Jian came to visit on sick leave, he coughed: "Sick ass...will you have dinner at my house tonight?" You have dinner at my house...my mother cooks delicious food."

Bo Jian laughed softly: "Finally you're willing to let me see my parents?"

Jiang Huai glanced over: "The ugly daughter-in-law always wants to see her in-laws."

Bo Jian: "..."

A lot of things were indeed dropped in the Jianghuai room. Looking at it with a glance, the hurricane passed through and left no one behind.

The door of the bookcase is broken, the glass embedded in the wooden frame is shattered, and the desk is clean. Usually, when he comes, there is a stack of test papers and gel pens on the desk of Jianghuai. There are not many things in Jianghuai, only books and pens They are all quite new, but they can often create the effect of a local earthquake on the desk.But today, the books are gone, the pens are gone, and the entire desk is empty.

Bo Jian frowned: "You... Yan Song came to your room to throw something?"

"No." Jiang Huai came in lazily: "He was messing around outside, I was afraid I would scare you...Jiang Xingxing drove him into my room."

Don't call Jiang Xingxing Acai in front of Bo Jian... Although he and Jiang Li seemed to have mentioned Acai in the video last time, Bo Jian seemed to know that Jiang Xingxing's nickname was Acai, but Jiang Huai tried not to mention it as much as possible.

Try to save the last sliver of face for Ah Cai, a primary school student, in front of her brother Jian, who was briefly infatuated with like a flash in the pan.

Bo Jian frowned and said nothing, he walked to Jianghuai's desk, and gently picked up the DIY photo album on the top of the desk.

The photo album has been used for more than ten years without changing the outer skin, but because the owner cherishes it, it does not look worn out, but is neat and tidy. Except for the slight yellowing of the paper pages, it is not obvious that the photo album has been used for many years.

But like someone poured the whole bottle of ink on the photo album, there are large patches of ink on the cover of the photo album, which are almost dry.

But the inside pages are still soft and haven't dried yet.Bo Jian pinched the footer, and a faint black mark was immediately printed with his finger.

He turned to the first page, and the old photos from more than ten years ago were blurred by ink splashes, as if they had been wiped off, but to no avail, the photos were dark, and only the scenes and people could be vaguely seen.

Jiang Huai walked over, took the photo album from him, closed it again, and put it back where it was, with no expression on his face: "Yan Song knocked over the ink bottle, and it just spilled on it."

"Do you still have backups of these photos?" Bo Jian asked.

But as soon as he said it, he also felt that it was a stupid question for him to ask.

But Jiang Huai didn't laugh at him, and said lightly: "The photos from more than ten years ago, where are the backups?"

Bo Jian didn't speak any more.

Jiang Huai took out his mobile phone and raised his eyes slightly: "What's for dinner? Let me tell my mother."

In the evening, Bo Jian had dinner at Jianghuai's house.

Let Jiang Huai cook, Chairman Bo gives advice on what dishes to eat, what meat to eat, whether to add ginger to stir-fried dishes, how many slices of ginger to add, and whether to add garlic. If you add garlic, you must pick all the garlic slices before serving. Come out... Although Chairman Bo has to do the trivial work of picking garlic slices and ginger slices, he still can't hide the fact that Chairman Bo looks like a fairy, but in fact he is forcing a lot of things.

But tonight, Jiang Li asked Bo Jian what he wanted to eat...Jiang Huai had never seen Bo Jian so obedient, he sat obediently beside Jiang Huai, lowered his head, as if he would be shy when visiting someone else's house: "Anything is fine." , Auntie, I'm not picky eaters."

When Jiang Huai heard this, he just wanted to throw Bo Jian to the ground.

Jiang Li was a little surprised that Bo Jian stayed at her house for dinner, but she was also very welcome... After all, she had no choice but to welcome her, this is the person her son likes.

Even if she complained about Bo Jian being an Alpha, she couldn't lose face in front of others.

But seeing that Bo Jian is so well-behaved, Jiang Li thinks that Bo Jian is not quite the same as the good student she thought the parents of No. [-] Middle School envied, but also thinks... Her son seems to be the one who took the initiative?

Bo Jian is polite, knows how to speak, is well-bred, has a thin skin, and has such good grades... It's really not like a child who can take the initiative to lead her son astray.

When meeting for the first time, Jiang Li's impression of Bo Jian was +10 points.

Jiang Li was busy both inside and out, cooking six dishes and one soup before resting.

Boss Jiang's skills are indeed unquestionable.

During the period, Mr. Jiang was halfway through eating and went out to answer a phone call.

Jiang Huai felt his calf being rubbed a few times by the people next to him, so he turned his head and walked over.

Chairman Bo turned his head slightly, leaned closer and whispered to him, "Our mother cooks much better food than you, Jiang Huai, you should learn more."

"...?"

"Shut up, who is your mother?"

The author has something to say: Chairman: °^°●