Director, I know your secret

"Director, red light!"

The Honda stopped abruptly and rolled over half of the body on the yellow line. Fortunately, there was no vehicle in front, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

Peng Yan looked at An Zhenyuan, as if he didn't know the person in front of him.

In his impression, An Zhenyuan is not such a person, what's wrong?Didn't I just tactfully refuse, telling him not to pay attention to me? As for being so out of control, when did I become so attractive, why is it so useless to Dai Yushan?

An Zhenyuan held the steering wheel, his knuckles turned white due to the exertion.

When An Zhenyuan knew the truth, he couldn't restrain the ecstasy in his heart, and his body trembled uncontrollably. When Peng Yan came out of the bathroom, his only thought was to embrace this young man as his own, lock him by his side, and never make him disappear.

At that moment, it seemed that the surroundings had turned into black and white. The young man was covered with the afterglow of the setting sun and covered with a touch of gold, walking towards himself, like a fire, warming himself.

He wanted to cry out, to say to the youth: "I am Xiaoshan, do you still remember me? I remember you for many years, do you know?"

"You bullied me, you kissed me, you touched me, you've lived in my heart for many years, you know that?"

"The ivory Buddha head engraved with your name, I always carry it, on my chest, the place closest to my heart, you know?"

"I've been looking for you for many years, do you know that?"

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An Zhenyuan held the household registration book and bracelet tightly, and suddenly thought of a fact that Peng Yan politely rejected him yesterday.

At that moment, he knew that he was no longer the crying boy when he was a child. He knew what he wanted and what the other party was worried about. Moreover, the other party was still a straight man.

He wants to infiltrate slowly, slowly approach Peng Yan's heart, and slowly let the young people accept him, fall in love with him, and cannot leave him.

Just like what An Zhenyuan himself said, when he found that this person was always in his mind, he had liked him for a long time, so long that he wanted to possess him.

He needs to wait, there is no other way but to wait.

"Director?" Peng Yan held the pancakes that An Zhenyuan brought for him in one hand, and the soy milk in the other. Although the taste was delicious, he didn't want to take a bite because of his sore throat. He whispered, "Director, the green light is on. "

An Zhenyuan took a deep look at Peng Yan, and said in a deep voice, "Yes."

Maybe it's because of the insomnia last night, he's a little dazed now, he doesn't dare to take a breath at this moment, and he doesn't dare to ask An Zhenyuan what's wrong. Talk to you, then he really should be Sparta.

An Zhenyuan is a smart person, he should understand his attitude yesterday.

"Isn't it delicious?" An Zhenyuan's tone returned to calm, he turned the steering wheel, and glanced at Peng Yan, "There is a pancake with whole grains on Ziyun Road that is delicious, you can try it next time?"

Peng Yan thought for a while, frowned slightly, and thought to himself: Damn it, isn't that the Great Western District, but I live in the Eastern District, is this, a waste of money?

In other words, he still doesn't know where the director's house lives, so is it really good for him to send him back and forth like this?It was intentional at first, but now it is obviously inappropriate.

After thinking about it again and again, Peng Yan coughed twice and said, "Director, you don't need to pick me up in the future, it's really troublesome."

An Zhenyuan's hand holding the steering wheel was tight, and he didn't answer right away. After the car drove into the gate of the headquarters, he smiled: "Why, conscience found out?"

Peng Yan thought that he was silent and wanted to say something else, but he didn't expect the other party to answer as usual, so he shrugged and said, "Yes, isn't this a good deed."

An Zhenyuan parked the car and turned off the engine, faced Peng Yan, stretched out his right hand, "Where's Ben?"

Peng Yan was taken aback for a moment, amused, and said with a stiff neck, "Yo, you haven't forgotten this, and you know how to take away the evidence?"

An Zhenyuan didn't answer, took the notebook, and wrote something on it.

"What are you writing?" Peng Yan asked suspiciously, poking his head out to take a peek, "Isn't it a suicide note?"

An Zhenyuan rolled his eyes, "Can you hurt me a little more?"

After finishing writing, he didn't pay any attention to Peng Yan, closed the book and returned it to him, and went straight to the office building.

Peng Yan also got out of the car, holding the notebook between his hands and throwing the unfinished breakfast into the trash can, sniffing, thinking to himself: Sin, the day of hoeing at noon, sweat dripping down the soil...

He clapped his hands, stretched his hands behind his buttocks to rub the oil on his hands, and then opened the notebook, and found that it was not about the debts that had been settled, but—on May 5, when Peng Yan went to work, the deduction of 30 yuan, An Zhenyuan.

Looking at the flamboyant handwriting, Peng Yan sighed heavily, feeling that he had dug a deep, deep pit, and then Bel happily jumped in, and at the same time he was so proud that he went blind, as if I had won him Defeated, in fact, the second generation of idiots.

An Zhenyuan originally planned to teach Peng Yan how to draft an agreement, but when Peng Yan heard Ma Fei and the others say that there was a "demonstration center" training on the first floor, he immediately asked to observe and learn together, so as to gain knowledge.

So An Zhenyuan was left in the office by himself. He knocked on the table with his fingers, narrowed his eyes, looked at Peng Yan's seat, and thought, did he hide on purpose?Or do you hide on purpose?Or are you trying to hide?

An Zhenyuan picked up the phone and called a colleague from the marketing department, "Hi, Xiao Cai, I'm An Zhenyuan."

Xiao Cai: "Hello, Director An."

An Zhenyuan: "Has the onu equipment come back? We have a few electronic monitoring devices that need to be replaced."

Xiao Cai: "Well, I'm back, shall I send it up for you?"

An Zhenyuan: "No need, how can a girl do rough work? You call Peng Yan from our place now and ask him to pick it up. The phone number is 15*****9160."

Xiao Cai: "Okay, goodbye, Director An."

An Zhenyuan hung up the phone, nestled in the swivel chair, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became wider and wider.

When An Zhenyuan looked at his watch for the fifth time, the door of the office opened, and Peng Yan pushed the unloading truck in.He didn't intend to step forward to help, and watched as the other party moved the equipment off the cart one by one, then opened the boxes, and placed them one by one on the metal cabinet.

An Zhenyuan propped his chin with his hands, hooked the corners of his mouth, looked at the fine beads of sweat on the young man's forehead and the flush on the tips of his ears, and thought to himself: Do you still hide, there are ways to make you dangle in front of my eyes.

At this time, Peng Yan didn't realize that someone had tricked him, and he continued to act foolishly.He could feel the gaze of someone looking directly behind him, and his body was sweating even more.

It may be that taking a cold bath last night was too much. When Peng Yan went to the first floor, he found that he might have caught a cold and felt uncomfortable all over his body.

When Peng Yan was about to put the last two pieces of equipment on a high place, his eyes suddenly went dark. He lost his sense of direction and didn’t know where his hands touched in a panic. Then the equipment on the cabinet fell down, and he knew My own head must have suffered, but apart from a hit or two, there was no other sore spot.

Peng Yan shook his head, and found himself falling into an embrace with the scent of lavender. He turned his head, and An Zhenyuan was looking at him with burning eyes.

"What's going on?" An Zhenyuan asked worriedly, his voice was very pleasant, "Is it because I didn't eat enough in the morning and my blood sugar is low?"

Peng Yan rubbed his nose, his voice was hoarse, "No."

Peng Yan stood up and pushed An Zhenyuan away, but the opponent grabbed his wrist, "Don't you want to talk to me?"

Peng Yan's complexion suddenly became even uglier, he pulled out his wrist, "No, let go first."

An Zhenyuan didn't let go, staring at Peng Yan, "Are you avoiding me?"

Before Peng Yan could reply, An Zhenyuan suddenly reached out and touched the young man's forehead, as if he was not sure, and like when he had a fever when he was a child, his father stretched out his tongue to test the temperature for himself, and he also pressed his wet red tongue to Peng Yan. On the forehead, "You have a fever, don't you know?"

Peng Yan only felt that the surroundings "coaxed" for a while, like a big fire, and his whole body was scorching hot. He took two steps back and said dumbfounded: "You, burn it, burn it, what are you licking?"