Director, I know your secret

Peng Yan didn't care about the pain in his feet and his buttocks on fire, and ran to the bedroom. He stood in front of the bed with his hands on his hips and rested for a long time, but his mind was still muddled.To him, what the director said is not a big deal, men, how normal it is to vent and vent, shows that all aspects of physiological functions are normal, but is it really okay to waving your right hand chicly in other people's homes? !

The point is, why did the director suddenly fall in love? Was it a whim, or, was he in the bathroom just now?

Director, isn't that kind of person?

Peng Yan reasoned back and forth, and the image of the director reaching the peak suddenly popped up in his mind...

Come on, get on your nerves, Peng's second child! !

Peng Yan scratched his hair irritably, and lay down on the bed in a "big" shape. Looking at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling, he lost his mind for no reason.

When An Zhenyuan came in, he was taken aback when he saw Peng Yan's posture, and then quickly turned his head away. His lower body was wrapped in a bath towel, revealing his firm top. Because he had taken a bath and just vented, his skin was rosy all over.

Peng Yan was startled when he heard the sound of the door. After seeing An Zhenyuan come in, his ears felt a little hot, and he subconsciously put his legs together.

An Zhenyuan put on his clothes one by one calmly, Peng Yan sat up and scratched his hair, not knowing what to say for a while.

After tidying up, An Zhenyuan put on his watch and said, "Have you put any medicine on your feet?"

"Huh?" Peng Yan thought for a few seconds, "Oh, not yet."

An Zhenyuan looked back at Peng Yan, "I'll get it for you."

Before Peng Yan could answer, An Zhenyuan took the "Yunnan Baiyao Spray" from the shoe cabinet in the living room, shook it a few times, and knelt down to help Peng Yan apply the medicine.

An Zhenyuan touched Peng Yan's ankle, seeing that the injured part was still swollen, he frowned and said, "Do you want to go to the hospital?"

An Zhenyuan waited for a few seconds, and found that Peng Yan did not answer, looked up suspiciously, only to see the other party staring directly at him.

An Zhenyuan was taken aback for a moment, then waved his hands in front of his eyes, and said with a light smile, "Why, did you notice that I'm handsome, did you look straight?"

Peng Yan raised his eyebrows back to his senses, and said with a dry smile: "Are you so handsome that you don't even want your face?"

An Zhenyuan hooked the corners of his mouth, with a tolerant smile on his face, "Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Peng Yan waved his hand and jumped out of bed with one leg, "Pediatrics, I often have sprains from dancing, and it will be fine in two days."

"Okay." An Zhenyuan looked at his watch, "The standing committee of the city came to check today, so I have to go to the company quickly."

"Oh," Peng Yan nodded, and said, "I said Director Wei was so anxious just now."

"Well, hurry up, the new ppt hasn't been shown to him and Mr. Mo yet." An Zhenyuan helped Peng Yan to the door, "By the way, do you usually have breakfast?"

Peng Yan was stunned, "Eat, people are iron, rice is steel, if you don't eat a meal, you will be hungry."

"Okay then, let's eat first."

Peng Yan was a little puzzled, "Hey? No, don't you usually eat breakfast?"

"Well, eat it too, basically a cup of coffee."

The corners of Peng Yan's mouth twitched, "You really have an iron stomach."

An Zhenyuan smiled but said nothing.

On the way, An Zhenyuan bought a hot dog, a cup of hot milk, and a cup of Blue Mountain.

When Peng Yan saw the food, he complained in his heart, thinking that this person is a foreigner, and he would not eat the Chinese food with a variety of patterns, seeing the sky "the dog has horns, the whole Western style."

Seeing his favorites such as soy milk, deep-fried dough sticks, scallion pancakes, beef box, and mushroom steamed buns drifting away, Peng Yan really didn’t want to talk anymore, and just wanted to be a Chinese quietly.

When they arrived at the company, An Zhenyuan parked the Honda and helped Peng Yan to the lobby to wait for the elevator.

At this time, Wei Yiming and the two met unexpectedly.

"Good morning, Director Wei." An Zhenyuan greeted him politely.

Wei Yiming glanced at Peng Yan, looked at An Zhenyuan, and said in a deep voice, "Did you stay at his house last night?"

An Zhenyuan smiled: "Yes, it was too late to work overtime yesterday, so I disturbed Peng Yan all night."

Wei Yiming frowned slightly, thinking when did these two become so good?Just wanted to ask something more.At this moment, An Zhenyuan greeted him politely, "Good morning, Mr. Mo."

Peng Yan caught a glimpse and quickly hid behind An Zhenyuan.

Wei Yiming ignored the two of them, glared at Peng Yan, and chatted with Mo Haiping familiarly.

Wei Yiming answered the phone to greet Mo Haiping and then returned to the gate. At this moment, the elevator came down. An Zhenyuan asked Mo Haiping to go in first, and then helped Peng Yan into the elevator.

Mo Haiping looked at Peng Yan's feet and asked worriedly, "What's wrong with your feet?"

Peng Yan pursed his lips, and without looking at Mo Haiping, he lowered his head and said, "I'm hurt."

"Did you see a doctor?"

"seen it already."

"Be careful."

"Um"

An Zhenyuan looked straight ahead, but doubts abounded in his heart. After reaching the 8th floor, Peng Yan seemed to be fleeing, ignoring the pain in his feet and heading to the office. He heard a slightly disappointed sigh behind him.

An Zhenyuan: "Mr. Mo, goodbye."

"Goodbye."

After the elevator closed, An Zhenyuan frowned slightly, looking at Peng Yan's back thoughtfully.

Back in the office, An Zhenyuan sent the revised ppt to Wei Yiming and Mo Haiping respectively, and then made a few phone calls to explain some work matters.

An Zhenyuan didn't pay any attention to Peng Yan, because he had inconvenient legs and feet, so he asked other people in the office to go to the "demo center".

Peng Yan was the only one left in the office. He was a bit sleepy, propped his chin with one hand, tapped the phone screen with the other hand, shook to select several lottery tickets without paying, and then went to the group chat of the three of Gao Shang and Zou Long to swipe frantically Screen.

After a while, Zou Long replied 【You are sick, are you lonely and empty and cold again? 】

【Yup! !Grandpa is as lonely as snow now, come and shine the shoes for Grandpa? 】

[Fuck you, Mr. Peng, I think you just need to find an African hunk to blow you up. 】

[You can't see me well, right?When you get blown up, you just want to drag the people around you into the water, it's too wicked, no wonder you're gay, you owe it to the fuck to die. 】

[Go to your grandma, how about I, huh?No, what's the matter with you today?Which country is crazy about smoking croissants, aren't you usually very cold, saying that you don't reply for a long time, are you in a wicked way today? ! ! 】

Noble [Brother Long, Mr. Xiao from Metropolis is here]

After waiting for a few seconds, none of the three said anything, Gao Shang is really a chat stopper.

Peng Yan lay down on the table and ignored Zou Long. He scratched his hair, picked up his mobile phone and sent a message in the space—[All kinds of troubles! ! ] Then he threw the phone on the table, nestled in the swivel chair and swayed back and forth.

"The person who loves you the most is me, why are you willing to let me be sad..."

Peng Yan's phone rang, and he immediately sat up straight, "Director?"

"You send me the construction schedule of the 'campus network' on my computer to QQ," An Zhenyuan said anxiously, paused and said, "How much is your QQ?"

Peng Yan quickly jumped to An Zhenyuan's computer and said, "348725946."

"Second year of high school?" An Zhenyuan said in surprise after searching, and then smiled, "It's so beautiful, it fits your image!"

Peng Yan: "..."

Silently logged in to QQ and accepted the verification from a friend named "An Xiaoshan".Seeing this nickname, Peng Yan curled his lips and complained in his heart, why tell others that you are Xiao San?My little Saner, my little Saner, hahahahaha.

"Did you find it?"

"No, did you save it on the desktop?"

"No?" An Zhenyuan thought about it, "Well, can you see if there is one on my laptop desktop?"

"Okay," Peng Yan opened the notebook and found that the computer was not turned off, but there was a screensaver. "What's the password?"

"860407"

"No." Peng Yan said "tsk", "Director, did you remember wrongly?"

"Forget it, I'll ask the 'Promotion Office' to send me another copy." After speaking, An Zhenyuan hung up the phone.

Although he hung up the phone, Peng Yan continued to search.All the standing committee members of the city have come, which means that they pay more attention to the education part. This form is an important data reflecting the progress of the construction of the campus network.

After searching, Peng Yan found that there was a folder named "Yan" in An Zhenyuan's dial.

The cursor stayed on the top of this folder, and Peng Yan thought to himself, hey, it's still the signature of his sweetheart, what a fool, I didn't know that Director An was still so affectionate.

Peng Yan scratched his chin with his fingers, and suddenly remembered that this guy's girlfriend seemed to be Tang Hansha, who had a nice voice.

"Damn it, isn't this Bai Yueguang?" Peng Yan hesitated, rationally told him that it was wrong to look at other people casually, but his strong curiosity made him unable to move the word "Yan".

In the end, Peng Yan decided to be a villain, and he was already handy anyway.

After clicking the "Yan" folder, there are still two folders inside, one is called "The Age of Innocence" and the other is called "Given by Netizens".

Peng Yan: "..."

Peng Yan's eyes lit up when he saw "given by netizens", and he always felt that there were some disharmonious products in it, such as AV or something.

Click "After Netizens Give", there is still a folder inside, the name is "ross collection".

Peng Yan hecked twice, feeling an unexplained sense of tension in his heart, probably because he was too excited.

After opening the "ross collection", I found that there are all videos in it.Peng Yan opened one at random, and after a few seconds of buffering, two white foreign men started talking to the camera. Peng Yan stared at it for a few seconds, and Ben didn't know what they were talking about because there were no subtitles.

Peng Yan's pinyin is good, but he can only know abcd in English.

what is this?Nima focus interview?So he fast-forwarded directly to the middle, and the lower right corner of the computer displayed "The network signal is weak, and it is loading desperately."

"Fuck, the headquarters is alright. What about the 100m optical fiber? Do you want to smash the signboard like this?" Peng Yan finished complaining, waited for the video to load, returned to the page and opened the folder of "The Age of Innocence", which was full of pictures.

Peng Yan opened one casually, and inside was a group photo of An Zhenyuan and a teenager.The young man was a head shorter than An Zhenyuan, wearing glasses, gentle and gentle, with his hands crossed in front of him, his body tilted slightly, obediently leaning on An Zhenyuan's arms, and he also gently hugged the young man, with a gentle expression on his face smile.

Behind the two of them is an orphanage, the name is blocked by the body, only three gilt characters can be seen.Peng Yan rolled his eyes, always feeling that this place looks very familiar.

"oh, yes, on, baby, f. ubsp; me!!"

The video is buffered to 100%, and a man's yelling sound comes from the computer. The sound is more recognizable, and the picture is more impactful. Peng Yan's old face suddenly turns red, and he looks around guiltily, saying "" fuck me".

A Xiaobai was naked and pouted, and another hunk held his wrists and twisted him behind him, "back and forth" quickly.Xiaobai's voice was beautiful, his back was sweating profusely, his blond hair was wet, and he performed hard, using his life to complete this "sport" not seen in the Olympic Games.

Peng Yan was also sweating. He was so hot and shocked that he opened his mouth. After a long time, he remembered to close it and swallowed, only to find that his throat was dry, and some kind of blood was rushing from the vertebrae to the cap of the sky like an electric current.Peng Yan felt that his blood pressure was a little high.

Base v, An Zhenyuan, An Zhenyuan, base v.

"Damn it," Peng Yan pressed his temple, "Nima really doesn't show his face."

Peng Yan opened "The Age of Innocence" again, and then flipped through the photos, most of which were photos of the two of them together, behaving intimately and flirting everywhere.

The corners of Peng Yan's mouth twitched, thinking about the past, making up all kinds of brains, and taking his seat, he came to a conclusion - Director An is a homosexual wolf in heterosexual sheep's clothing! !

The video on the computer was still playing, and Peng Yan couldn't think of riding. Sis, this, this, this, doesn't it hurt?

"Isn't this ti a good position?!"

Peng Yan was shocked, and immediately looked behind him...