The law of great fragrance for old men

Chapter 83

Winter passed by in a flash.

It was already very warm in F City at the beginning of May. After class, he went out to celebrate the New Year. Cheng Xun held the camera and looked around, his eyes shining like he was looking at a treasure:

"Wow, this camera costs hundreds of thousands, are you really going to lend it to me?"

Recently, the school held a photography competition, and the top three still received considerable bonuses. Unfortunately, Cheng Xun did not have a camera, and the pixels on his mobile phone were definitely not enough. He knew that his classmate Li Xi had a camera worth tens of thousands of yuan, but he was so embarrassed that the other party Didn't lend it to him either.

"Aren't you going to participate in the competition?"

Cheng Xun carefully held the camera: "If I had known you had it, I wouldn't have borrowed it from Li Xi. You don't know. I have been working hard to buy breakfast and run errands for people for a week, and I haven't borrowed it yet."

"Hey, if you say he doesn't want to borrow it, then he won't. The rice I bought is quite delicious. What do you mean..."

Happy New Year couldn't help laughing. In fact, it's normal for people not to borrow it. After all, it is a valuable item. However, Cheng Xun had agreed with Li Xi early in the morning that he wanted to borrow the camera. The other party neither said he would borrow it nor said he would not borrow it. It's wrong to ask about the price for a week, then turn around and say that you want to use it too, and then say that you didn't even know that he wanted to borrow a camera.

"Pull it down. If you want to borrow it or not, who cares?" Cheng Xun patted his chest to confirm:

"I don't know how many times your camera is better than his. As per the old rules, we will split the bonus equally!"

At 5:30 in the afternoon, the setting sun shone warmly on the New Year's Eve, even his hair was covered with a halo. After bidding farewell to Cheng Wen, he lowered his head and looked at his phone. Five minutes ago, his husband sent a message saying that he was waiting for him at the school gate.

Because he asked in advance if his husband could pick him up from get out of class.

In fact, New Year's greetings rarely happen like this. He can't help Chu Xijin with his work. Every time he sends a message or makes a phone call, he will estimate the time to take a break and eat, for fear that it will disturb his husband's work, so he feels that he should be more sensible.

The night before yesterday, when it was time for dinner, Chu Xijin suddenly called and said that he was busy with an event.

In the New Year, he sealed the food in a zip-keeping bag and sat on the sofa reading. Seeing that it was almost half past ten, he gradually became anxious. He leaned against the window several times and looked at no one, and ran to the kitchen in advance to make sobering soup.

Another half hour passed, and He Nian couldn't sit still at all. He felt worried and sent a message to Chu Xijin on his mobile phone. After waiting for two minutes, there was no reply. He hurriedly went to the door to change his shoes. He just bent down and locked the door. There was a noise.

Drinking is indispensable for socializing. Zhao Lechuan handed the person into the hands of the New Year greetings and lowered his voice to remind:

"Sir, the boss is not in a good mood tonight."

He said thank you in the New Year, thinking that he had encountered some trouble at work, and carefully helped the person into the house.

There was a strong smell of rum in the air, and his coat was casually draped on the sofa. As soon as He Nian put his hand on the collar of Chu Xijin's shirt, and before unbuttoning it, the man suddenly grabbed his wrist and pinned him down.