The years I raised the boss

Xie Xinglan knew what he was thinking after thinking about it for a while, and said slightly annoyed: "What nonsense are you thinking about again?" He originally wanted to strangle Jiang Ge's neck and give him a good lesson, but Jiang Ge didn't struggle at all. Following his strength, he bent down slightly, as if Xie Xinglan was coquettish and clingy, and wrapped his arms around his neck to give him a hug.

"Since I agreed, I won't deliberately hide it from others. I still have some responsibility for this." Xie Xinglan glared at him, "If you say you dare not let others know, then get out immediately!"

Jiang Ge gently wrapped his hands around Xie Xinglan's waist, the person in his arms had amazingly beautiful facial features even if he was angry. To him, it was like a light shining into the abyss, and also like a sinful and sweet flower in the depths. It lured him into obsession.

Jiang Ge stared at him quietly, his dark eyes were inexplicably dark, and finally he whispered: "Ah Zhao, don't hate me."

Xie Xinglan was a little confused: "What do you hate?"

Jiang Ge hugged him hard, and said silently in his heart, don't hate him for being so selfish, choosing to imprison his freedom for the sake of his own survival.

As long as Xie Xinglan doesn't leave him, he can do anything for him, can this compensate Xie Xinglan a little bit?

"Hey, you haven't answered me yet, don't try to get away with it." Xie Xinglan said dissatisfiedly, "Aren't you afraid to let others know?"

Xie Xinglan didn't want to make it known to the world, but when he thought that his partner didn't want others to know, he would feel uncomfortable.

Jiang Ge said, "No."

The long and thick eyelashes split the emotion in his eyes, and he said softly, "I don't want you to regret it."

Xie Xinglan remained silent. He thought to himself, Jiang Ge was originally a very sensitive child, and he was prone to overthinking. At this time, no matter how much he said, he would not regret it. He probably wouldn't listen to it. Forget it, it's been a long time. He himself will understand.

After the final exams and the winter vacation, Xie Xinglan's mother specially called him and asked Jiang Ge to go home for dinner.

Jiang Ge is usually indifferent to people in school, in Gu Lang's words, he is "like an emotionless test robot", Xie Xinglan laughs every time he hears it.But in Xie's house, he is not at all cold and indifferent as usual, he behaves politely, advances and retreats well, and he is easy to win the favor of the elders.

Xie Xinglan had heard his parents praise Jiang Ge more than once, but he hadn't thought of it before, but no matter how he looked at it now, it seemed that Jiang Ge was deliberately trying to please his parents.

Amused in his heart, he quietly pinched Jiang Ge's hand under the table.

Xie Xinglan's father appreciates Jiang Ge, not only because he behaves well and has good grades, but also because people in their business have a keen sense of smell. The old man of the Shen family has started to deteriorate in health in the past two years. The only child of the Shen family Grandson Miao is another useless embroidered pillow. The meaning behind letting Jiang Ge return to the city at this time is very intriguing.

People in the business circle rely on their network of connections, and Xie Xinglan's father didn't mind showing off his good looks, so he picked up some easy-to-talk topics: "How is Xinglan at school, has anything happened recently?"

Xie Xinglan was called again, and said helplessly, "Dad, don't keep talking about me, I'm good."

His father glared at him: "I didn't ask you."

Xie Xinglan pinched Jiang Ge from below like a threat, and gave him a look of "If you dare to say that I skipped class and slept, I will kill you". , he has made great progress in his studies recently, and the head teacher has praised him several times."

As he spoke, he held Xie Xinglan's hand in his palm and squeezed it tightly.

Different from the usual icy coldness, Jiang Ge's palms were scorching hot, and his fingers were still interspersed between his fingers. Usually, he didn't feel any strangeness when holding hands, but this time he secretly clasped his fingers with an unusual meaning.Xie Xinglan's fingertips were a little numb and weak, and his heart was even more empty. He wanted to withdraw his hand, but Jiang Ge exerted a little force, but he couldn't pull it back.

Xie Xinglan: "..."

He could only be forced to maintain this posture.

After dinner, Yuan Yuwen asked Xie Xinglan to go back to her room to pack her luggage without asking the nanny to help.

Xie Xinglan didn't take it seriously, he has a boyfriend now!Still need to do it yourself?

Sure enough, Jiang Ge chatted with Xie Xinglan's parents downstairs for a while, then found an excuse to go upstairs to help Xie Xinglan tidy up.

Xie Xinglan's room was a bit messy, he was so used to it by Jiang Ge that he didn't even bother to fix it, now he knew he was embarrassed: "Uh, sit on the bed, the sofa is too messy."

Jiang Ge said that it was all right, and naturally started to fix it.

Xie Xinglan didn't feel guilty at all, stretched out his legs and kicked the door shut, then hugged Jiang Ge: "Thank you! My little baby!"

Jiang Ge turned his head slightly, Xie Xinglan was smiling at him with his eyes curled up, the dimples around his mouth looming: "Would you like to sleep with me tonight?"

Jiang Ge paused, his eyes deepened.

Xie Xinglan realized later, although they slept together not once or twice, but now the relationship is not the same as before, sleeping together is a bit too ambiguous no matter how you think about it.

There's always a sense that something's going to happen...um.

Jiang Ge rolled his Adam's apple, and said in a hoarse voice, "Did you do it on purpose?"

Xie Xinglan said, "What on purpose?"

Jiang Ge turned his eyes away slightly, forbearance and restraint: "I have very poor self-control."

Xie Xinglan hummed: "I found out."

Kissing is like chasing and nibbling like crazy, it's simply, the kissing skills are so poor that it's hard to look directly at it, it all depends on brute force.

"So..." Jiang Ge slowly took a breath: "Aren't you afraid?"

"Don't be afraid." Xie Xinglan thought for a while, knew what he was thinking, and said inwardly, what about the pure-hearted male high school student?What's on your mind!

So he said earnestly: "But you can't do other things, the most you can do is kiss. You have to study hard and make progress every day. I'm still counting on you to earn a lot of money for retirement."

Jiang Ge was silent, and repeated softly as if he was a little uncertain: "Can you... dear?"

Xie Xinglan: "Sure."

If you are in a relationship, is it normal to kiss and hug?

Xie Xinglan is not a coy person, because he is not seventeen or eighteen years old when he first fell in love, so he doesn't have the shyness and timidity of just falling in love, and he can say whatever he thinks.

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Ge got permission and immediately put his thoughts into action.

Xie Xinglan was pinned on the back of his head with his backhand, and the alarm bell immediately rang.

"Wait, wait..." Xie Xinglan pushed his head away a little bit dumbfoundingly: "I have a shadow, can you lighten up?"

After finishing speaking, he blinked his eyes twice, with the tails of his eyes drooping in a natural and innocent look: "It hurts me when you bite the ground."

The dark color in Jiang Ge's eyes was so rich that it could drown someone. I don't know whether it was because of excitement or something, but his face was tense, and his voice was trembling uncontrollably: "Let me lighten up."

Xie Xinglan said in his heart that he would trust you once, and if he didn't meet the standard, he would call back and have it remodeled.

The distance between the two gradually approached, and involuntarily, both of them held their breath nervously, their beating hearts seemed to jump out of their throats, when there was a knock on the door, and the nanny came to deliver the fruit.

Xie Xinglan was taken aback, his heart skipped a beat, and when he saw Jiang Ge's gloomy expression, as if the nanny who knocked on the door had a life-long feud with him, he felt happy again. .

"Next time." Xie Xinglan pinched his face, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, showing a standard cynical smile: "Next time when my brother teaches you how to kiss, it won't be the same as your dog."

After speaking, he immediately broke free from Jiang Ge's grasp and went to open the door.

After eating the fruit, Xie Xinglan lay on the bed and watched the video, and his new boyfriend, who had been enslaved since he took office, helped him tidy up the room without complaint.

"A Zhao," Jiang Ge called him, "Can this drawer be opened?"

Xie Xinglan turned his head to look: "Oh, let's drive, they are all old things."

Jiang Ge hummed, and looked away, his eyes suddenly settled down.

Several old graduation certificates and certificates of merit were neatly stacked together, and on top was a dark blue paper rose.

After too many years, the fluorescence has been eclipsed, and some gray has fallen.

Jiang Ge's fingertips trembled slightly, and he touched the rose lightly, the corners of his lips were tightly pressed together, even turning white.

Xie Xinglan...have you kept it all the time?

It was obviously cheap to the extreme, and it was not as good as any gift he had received.

Xie Xinglan walked behind him at some point and saw it too. He said, "You saw it. Do you remember? This is the first gift you gave me."

Jiang Ge said softly, "I remember."

At that time, he had nothing and could not afford to give anything, even flowers could only be made of paper.

Xie Xinglan arched his arm, jokingly said, "Don't you feel ashamed to face your black history suddenly? Don't be embarrassed, I like it."

Jiang Ge glanced at him, then picked up the paper rose and handed it to Xie Xinglan: "Take it apart and have a look."

"Huh?" Xie Xinglan was a little surprised: "Take it apart?"

"Ah."

Xie Xinglan hesitantly took the rose that had been preserved for nearly ten years, he was reluctant to part with it, and untied the rose bit by bit.

The blue paper slowly spread out.

The handwriting on it was a little fuzzy, but it was written neatly, every stroke seemed to be extremely careful.

"Azhao, can we be together forever?"