Dressed as a gangster and his nanny[Transmigration Book]

After the cat is picked up, it will officially enter the summer.

The summer in City B is very hot, and you can sweat profusely within 2 minutes of going out on the street. If you run and jump again, your clothes will be soaked as if you were scooped out of a soup.In short, it is a season of no beauty.

In such a not-so-beautiful season, Qiulu lived a rather happy life.

There is breakfast as soon as you wake up in the morning, there is someone to pick you up from work, and your work is going smoothly. When you get home, you can lick cats or people with your feet up in the sky. Most of the time, they eat dinner together. They are just like ordinary couples. Lived the day.

In fact, if there is any difference between this kind of life and theirs before, it seems that there is no difference, because eating together, going out together and sleeping together, for them three years ago, it was as normal as the sun rising from the east , If it doesn't rise one day, it may just be because of the dark clouds that cover the sun, and you can't see it for a while.

Therefore, at the very beginning, Qiulu didn't really feel that "they are together". To him, it was actually more like returning something missing to its original place. The sense of satisfaction and peace of mind is far greater than surprise .

Of course, sometimes there will be some events with relatively large emotional fluctuations. For example, last night, Qiu Lu finished playing a game and Fang Huo just came out of the shower.

The game Qiulu is playing now is learned from his colleagues in the office. It is a new mobile game. It is very popular. He has been greedy for a few months, but because of the lack of memory in the previous broken phone, sending a message immediately It was like a candle in the wind of the explosion, so I endured not downloading.

Later, I changed to Fang Huotiao's new phone, and the performance was better than the previous one. I don't know how far it went. The second thing Qiu Lu did at that time was to download the game.

The first thing is to save the SMS records exported from the last mobile phone.

As soon as Fang Huo entered the door, he saw him lying on the bed, his hair was still steaming from his freshly washed and undried hair, his slender and shiny calves were curled up, his toes were entangled, and he was pressing on the phone quickly with his hands , the small face was tense, staring at the small screen very intently, with an appearance of a close call.

Fang Huo walked over and sat down on the edge of the bed, moved a little closer, his warm breath blowing against his ears, "What are you playing, Brother Lu?"

"X-Men Elite," Qiu Lu took the time to throw three words at him, "Don't make noise."

Fang Huo obediently stopped talking, and while wiping his head with a big towel, he quietly watched him play beside him.

Three minutes later, Qiulu closed his eyes, threw the phone away, and wailed, "He died again! Why am I so tired playing this game?"

Fang Huo laughed, "How can you be so exaggerated... Is this game difficult?"

"It's not difficult," Qiu Lu said, turning the phone screen to show him, "It's just that the teammate is very flat."

This is an online multiplayer game with a built-in chat function. The team channel is displayed on the lower left. Right now, just because Qiu Lu sent a head, taunting texts are popping up line by line.

Fang Huo frowned as he watched, while Qiu Lu was still babbling over there, "On weekends, the ones who get matched are all elementary school students, a bunch of fucking little bastards, they discriminated against me because of their young age and quick hands! They were still in the mother's womb when Yiba—"

Before he finished speaking, Fang Huo took the phone. He put the towel aside, and pressed the resurrection button with his slender fingers.

"What are you doing?" Qiu Lu asked, stunned for a moment, and soon turned over again, "Help me vent my anger!! But can you play?"

Fang Huo tapped the screen quickly, and said, "I haven't played it before, but I just watched you play it for a while, so I probably know how to operate it."

Qiulu also became nervous, and rested his hands on his shoulders under his chin, watching the battle from the sidelines.

After 5 minutes of the start, the urgency in the team channel disappeared, and after the end of the round, several elementary school students left messages "Brother, please bring me".

Qiu Lu was dumbfounded, and said after a while, "I didn't say, Xiao Huo, you can get rich even by going to Internet cafes to cheat elementary school students."

Fang Huo turned off the game after playing a game, and then put the phone down, and hugged the person over.

Qiu Lu couldn't stop talking, seeing him throwing the phone, he immediately jumped up, "Why do you turn off the game and play two more games!"

"Rest your eyes, I'll take you to play next time," Fang Huo looked at him with a smile, "What did you just say, go to an Internet cafe to cheat elementary school students of money? How can I remember that I have never done such a thing."

"Yes, yes, I did it! Young Master Fang was so serious and good at learning, how could he do such a thing!"

Fang Huo saw his brows twitching and his small mouth babbling, and he felt more and more itchy in his heart. He reached out and wanted to pinch his chin. Let me come here, the two of you rolled up on the bed as soon as you hit me.

After the nonsense had just stopped, Qiu Lu took a breath, and suddenly smiled, "Do you think we are no different from before?"

"before?"

"Just in the gymnasium." When mentioning the gymnasium, Qiu Lu paused, and then continued, "It's not like this every day."

"Oh," Fang Huo nodded and said, "It's actually not exactly the same."

Fang Huo's hand moved around his waist, and he lowered his head to kiss a small piece of white and greasy neck skin exposed from his wide collar. Qiulu's entire spine went numb in an instant, and then he heard him say, " Or Brother Lu actually already knew that I wanted to do this to you?"

"..."

At first, Qiulu gritted his teeth and scolded a few words, such as "little rascal", "You are not much better than those bastards in the game just now, you are older than them, but you are even more shameless!" , what else is there, "I am blind to praise you for being serious and excellent in academics...", but at the end, I didn't have the strength to scold him anymore, so I had to let him go.

One day at the end of August, on a Friday, Qiu Lu left work at an unprecedented pace, went to Xuji to buy two buns, packed them and carried them to the car while they were hot, planning to go to Fang Huo's company to catch him by surprise .

They exchanged text messages at four o'clock. Qiu Lu said that he would get off work late today so that he wouldn't have to pick it up. Fang Huo said that he also had some important things to do, so he might go back later.

While on the way, Qiulu was still thinking, Fang Huo is only 21 years old this year, if he works overtime like this to make money, his body will not be able to bear it.

Then thinking about last night, Qiulu was silent for a few seconds, and then thought again, although there is no sign for the time being, it is always good to plan ahead. It seems that learning to cook has to be put on the agenda.

Qiulu had already made a familiar face in their company. When he reached the 28th floor of the building, the security guard at the door didn't stop him. He saw him coming from a distance, and opened the glass doors for him early on.

"Thank you, brother," Qiu Lu raised his chin, and conveniently stuffed the unfinished plum into the security guard's hand on the right, "I'll give it to you. It's hot in summer, so eat more fruit."

"..." The security guard held a shiny green plum, was at a loss for a few seconds, and still said thank you.

Qiulu hopped all the way in.He's been in a good mood recently.

Entering the company, Qiulu found that most people had already left work, and the lights in the offices on several floors were all off, leaving only a few small conference rooms with lights on.

Qiu Lu was a little puzzled. He originally thought that Fang Huo said he was very busy, so the whole company should be in a tense and busy atmosphere—after all, in their company, in principle, the boss does not leave work, and employees cannot leave work either.

But looking at the current situation, it is obvious that he is not that busy, so why does Fang Huo still say that he has something very important?

While looking around, Qiu Lu took the elevator to the top floor and went straight to the president's office.

Usually when Qiu Lu came here, he would wait for him in the small lounge, where there were all kinds of snacks, refreshments, sofa cushions, quilts and so on. When you were tired of waiting, you could even sleep on the soft sofa directly, and be alive by Qiu Lu. Lu Yong became his exclusive lounge.

But today, when he came up from downstairs, he didn't see any meeting room with people all the way, so Fang Huo should probably stay in his office.

With a "ding", the elevator reached the top floor.

The whole floor was dark, only the door of the largest office was ajar, and a bright light came out through the gap, shaking slightly with the figures inside.

Qiu Lu approached with the buns in hand, and not far away, he heard the sound of conversation coming from inside.

Without stopping, he walked straight over, knocked on the door symbolically, and heard the conversation inside pause, followed by a familiar voice, coldly, "Who?"

"Xiao Huo, it's me." Qiu Lu said.

"Brother Lu?" The voice inside immediately changed its tone, "Come in."

Qiulu pushed the door and went in.

There were only two people in the room, one of them was Fang Huo, standing up at the solid wood desk, with one hand propped on the table, his face was three parts surprised, six parts happy, and one part nervous, and his eyes were bright. Looking at him: "Brother Lu, didn't you say that you would leave work later today?"

"Oh," Qiulu walked over and put the packing box on the table, "Suddenly they said that they don't need to work overtime, so I left early."

After finishing speaking, he glanced expressionlessly at the other person in the room - Gao Yao.

Gao Yao didn't hold anything in her hand, she was standing not too far from the table, it didn't look like she was talking about work.

After Qiulu came in, Gao Yao didn't speak, and stood aside nervously. After receiving this look, she immediately said, "Boss, then I'll go out first."

After speaking, he nodded to Qiu Lu and Fang Huo respectively, and stepped out on high heels.

In an instant, there were only the two of them left in the room.

As soon as there were no outsiders, Fang Huo showed his true colors. The proud big man's skin just faded away, revealing a pair of smiling eyes, and his voice was sticky, "Brother Lu, why didn't you tell me that you left work early? I'm going to pick you up."

"Didn't you say there is something important?" Qiu Lu said.

Speaking of "important things", Qiu Lu thought of the mysterious appearance of him and Gao Yao just now, and felt indescribable, but after thinking about it for two seconds, he stopped thinking about it. The more important thing now is The buns are getting cold.

"I bought Xu Ji's steamed buns," Qiu Lu said, opening the box, and the smell of the food wafted out, "Have you not had dinner yet? Let's have some together."

Fang Huo gave a "hmm" and sat down in a good mood. After seeing the buns, he let out a small "wow", "Is it stuffed with rose bean paste?"

"Don't you like this kind of food?"

Fang Huo nodded, but his expression collapsed as he ate, swallowed the last mouthful of buns, and said, "Brother Lu, why aren't you jealous?"

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