The Idol Group and the Crown

The finale was finalized and the carnival continued until late at night.

Even if Pei Ru was also accompanied, Huo Jian had to drink a few more glasses, but the degree was not high.

First of all, we have to celebrate the successful debut of the children, and then thank all the friends and partners along the way.

The dim sum dishes on the wine table changed from one round to the next, and it was almost time to celebrate with some fireworks.

When the guests were almost gone, the six children came over again to toast the teacher, with a bright smile and a warm smile.

"Teacher, I am embarrassed to ask you to drink," Fu Ming said youngly: "A small glass of mango juice can also slow the stomach."

Huo Jian reached out and took a drink. He leaned on Pei Ruya and said with a smile: "It was a pinch of sweat for you, but I didn't expect the vote to open the fault."

He reached out and rubbed the child's head and asked, "Is this year eighteen?"

"Just a few months ago," Fu said next year: "Although it is the captain, I still have to trouble my brothers to take care of them."

"I'm different," Zhu Xizhi excitedly said, "I'm the youngest!"

"What are you happy, idiot..."

Huo Jian sees that they are all children, and tells them to go to bed early, and then go to the company headquarters to report on the meeting tomorrow.

He and Mei Heng Feng chatted a few words. Seeing that the time was almost three o'clock, he smiled and said goodbye to everyone.

Pei Ru has also been very popular at the reception.

The man's identity is special, surrounded by light, not to mention that the avalanche and blood avalanche of Asan Venture Capital's stock price have suddenly collapsed, but everyone who looks at him has a lot of respect in his eyes.

Everyone knows his details more or less, but he dare not hesitate to join in the conversation and only say hello from afar.

When the two returned to the room, it was already 3:20.

Huo Jian drank a few glasses of red wine a little bit boring, not drunk at this time, but his nature gradually came out.

He crooked in the sofa as soon as he entered the door, snorted twice, and didn't want to remove makeup and take a shower.

Pei Ru is also used to having him in his own right, and he went to get a hot towel of cleansing cotton and helped him take care of the colorful hairspray sequins like a personal assistant.

Huo Jian was sleepy and allowed him to clean himself up, sulking under a hot soft towel: "It's great."

The man made a move and continued to pick the silver dust from his hair.

"Why don't you ask me, what's good?"

Pei Ru also laughed: "You said."

"It makes me feel a little embarrassed to say this." Huo Jian reached out and covered his towel, not wanting the other person to see his expression at the moment: "Now this kind of life...I never dreamed about it."

The shells that have been painstakingly managed in the past ten years, so numerous self-styled rules and regulations for clearing rules are now all gone.

Even if Yu Ji photographed that he and Pei Ru also entered the same room tonight, his brothers and brothers would not be affected and his world would not collapse.

Freedom... that's great.

"Teacher, something...you may not believe it."

The young man reached out and slowly uncovered the towel, staring at the flickering stars on the fluff.

"A long time ago, as long as I lowered my head, I could cry at any time."

"It's not because I'm sad, but because I don't get beaten too hard. After all, I have to go to school the next day."

He looked up at the front and felt like he was dreaming when he recalled.

Pei Ru also calmed down and listened to him quietly.

"If it weren't for this at the time of the election, maybe I won't see you anymore."

"But before today's final, I remembered it when I washed my face and tried it."

The young man laughed.

"Teacher, that feeling...it's gone."

Tears, pain, obscurity that has been backed up for too long.

He couldn't feel them anymore.

The man raised his hand and stroked his face, his eyes glowing red.

"Teacher, you have such a look again," Huo Jian reached out to hold the back of his hand and smiled lowly: "This is all good news, how can you look so sad."

"But... to say that I had any regrets with you before," he said with a low eye: "There are indeed many."

Pei Ru also frowned: "Is it because I used to be abroad, and I haven't met enough times?"

He didn't wait for Huo Jian to explain, and he involuntarily confessed: "I used to... I really wanted to keep you cold."

"Sometimes you can meet each other, but if you are afraid of dealing with bad relationships, you will avoid it for a while."

Huo Jian blinked and suddenly sat up a lot.

"You really think so?"

"Huh." Pei Ru also remembered something and showed him an old photo on his phone.

Although they have been in love for a long time, let's talk about their heartfelt feelings when they were young.

"Actually, I prepared a gift for you on your twentieth birthday."

The man seemed to be admitting his mistakes, and spoke slowly with his head down.

"Not the bottle of wine the assistant bought, but the black and white check scarf in the photo."

Huo Jian held the phone and suddenly remembered the long ago.

"You prepared for me?"

"Ok."

"You didn't come that day."

"I went."

"You didn't go," Huo Jian was awake with a lot of intoxication, arguing infrequently: "I'm looking for you as soon as the fan's birthday party is over. Uncle Jiang said you have already gone to the United States. I also went to the 16th floor to find you specifically ."

"You weren't there at that time," he was so anxious and sad that he was inexplicably sad: "I thought you were hiding somewhere, but you stayed in America for many days..."

Pei Ru also immediately embraced the person in his arms, and his breathing was a bit chaotic when he coaxed: "It was originally waiting for you in the background, but..."

"but what?"

"But I was tempted."

He clasped Huo blade tightly, and then explained that many times in the past, his tone became difficult.

It's like unsealing a secret that shouldn't exist.

It contains unrecognizable fascination, like, **.

Now it has been brewed into a mead with bubbles, and you will get drunk with a sip.

Huo Jian was stunned for a long time, slowly said: "So when I was twenty, you..."

Pei Ru also buried his face in his neck, sniffed again indulgently, and murmured: "At that time, you were still my student..."

Huo Jian only felt something suddenly light up in his heart.

He kissed the man's forehead quickly, and separated some distance, smiling at his expression at the moment.

"Boss Pei turned out to be such a person."

The man said silently: "It was supposed to stay in the US for half a year, but... you called me again."

Huo Jian remembers everything that happened in the past. At this moment, his hands are wrapped around his neck, and he still knows and asks: "What do you call to ask?"

"Concert, props, plan, and when will I come back."

So he pushed away most of the social talks and returned the next day.

Huo Jian couldn't laugh at this moment, turned his head and fell into a wide and powerful hug.

Having known Pei Ru for so many years, he was too aware of the sense of proportion and boundary of this person.

Even if it was not until today that the showdown explained these things, it seemed like admitting and praised him in disguise as a charming boy.

Pei Ruye was a little bit moody at the moment, and held it for a while before saying briefly: "This is nothing."

"That is." Huo Jian comfortably said: "A lot of people like me."

"...I was very bottom line at that time."

"Oh, yes."

The man rubbed his eyebrows and bit him in revenge.

"hiss--"

The next day's meeting was scheduled at 2:30 in the afternoon. The company knew that everyone was sleeping late and waking up late, and said that it would be fine to come half an hour late.

Huo Jian put his fiance to sleep until eleven noon, got up to wash and change clothes and ate something, turned his head downstairs with him, and drove to SPF's corporate headquarters.

Pei Ru also rarely told the driver not to use it and drove him to Nancheng by himself.

The street view on the road is sparse and ordinary, Huo Jian is still asleep, listening to the guitar squinting for a while.

Half asleep and half awake, the man said lightly: "Actually, it's a pity."

"Ok?"

"I used to think you were too emotional, but I didn't expect..."

Huo Jian thought that he was talking about the black ribbon, and said slowly: "It is all taught by the teacher, no praise."

"Is it." Pei Ruye glanced at you: "I was taught when I got drunk and coquettish?"

Huo Jian turned around in his head, and suddenly he couldn't find the archive: "...Is this the case?"

"Belgium." The man went straight to overtaking and glanced at the road conditions: "You were drunk that night, Xie Lianyun left you in the studio. I took you back to the room."

Someone instantly remembered the past that was forgotten because he was too shameful, and his sleep fell away.

"But that day, nothing happened?" The tone of the youth became unnatural: "Did I do that day?"

"I didn't do anything." Pei Ru also drove the car into the underground parking lot, looking for a parking space that he hadn't been to in a long time.

"But just holding me and not letting go, always saying that I like me, asking me how much money you should give on the wedding day."

Huo Jian had a headache without a hangover at this moment, and forcibly interrupted: "Nothing, you are completely blaming me now."

"No," the man said regretfully: "It seems that my memory is a bit problematic."

Immediately cleared his throat, even imitating Huo Jian's soft voice at that time.

"Teacher, he is so good, why can't I chase him."

"He didn't even know how much I liked him."

"If he marries someone else in the future, what should I do..."

Huo Jian's face is not hot at this moment, he already wants to reach out and cover his mouth.

I just believed everything I said, and said with a look of embarrassment: "What else did I say at that time?"

The car was parked, Pei Ru also closed the door and left the lock, let him chase.

"You praise me for being sexy."

The man said lightly.

"Speaking of Bo Jue, they have kissed many times, why have you never been kissed once."

Huo Jian reacted when he saw the elevator floor instructions. He would go to preside over the meeting in a minute and continue to discuss the business with the gang of cubs.

At this time, it was still like this, the emotional state is not like a serious teacher.

"Then," he followed Pei Ruye into the elevator room, and his heart beat again.

"Then... did you kiss me?"

The elevator ascended slowly, and Pei Ru also put one hand in his pocket, smiling and not talking.

Huo Jian has been kissed many times by him, but he only cares about that one time.

"Have you ever kissed?"

"Teacher, hurry—"

One second before the elevator opened, the man leaned over and kissed his lips, letting the breath of the white rose be fully absorbed.

"...What do you say?"