Hello!What about the straight guy?

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"Okay, here we are, you should get out of the car." Knowing that Song Yuan was pretending to be asleep, Zhong Liyan put down his seat belt and got out of the car first.

Song Yuan stood up and walked to Zhong Liyan: "Where do you sleep today?"

"Ah?" This question was asked strangely, Zhong Liyan was stunned for a moment, not knowing what Song Yuan would say.

"Your guest room, I don't sleep well." Song Yuan walked to the sofa, took a look at the place where Zhong Liyan often stayed, took a look, and sat down unceremoniously.

Zhong Liyan glanced at it, and sat beside him: "Since Mr. Song feels uncomfortable in the guest room, why do you still want to come to my house?"

"I don't know, I just want to watch you."

"..." Zhong Liyan left Song Yuan's sight, "Well, you should take a shower quickly. Don't you have a lot of things to do in your company? It's not good to sleep late."

"Are you caring about me?" Song Yuan leaned slightly on the back chair, "Today, I want to be in the same room with you."

Zhong Liyan's pupils opened slightly, he lowered his eyebrows and thought for a while and said, "Song Yuan, what's wrong with you today?"

"I..." Song Yuan showed a helpless expression, "I drank a little wine, and for some reason, I just wanted to be with you. Recently, I have been under too much pressure, and it is not as relaxed as when we were filming together, but I have nothing to do. retreat."

"Just take a good rest." Zhong Liyan couldn't say anything exciting for a moment.

"That's why I want to be with you." Song Yuan looked at Zhong Liyan, "I thought my intention was very clear, but you don't seem to know anything. That press conference was just to deal with reporters. You But I kept it in my heart."

"I didn't take it to heart." Zhong Liyan had a premonition that Song Yuan was going to say something later, so he wanted to find something to talk about and leave.

Song Yuan took his arm that was about to leave: "Zhong Liyan, can you let me speak clearly for once? I'm relying on you today, and I used all the tricks in my life to become a person who doesn't even know me. "

Zhong Liyan pursed his lips: "I'm a little tired, shall I go upstairs?"

"Huh?" Song Yuan's eyes were filled with disappointment.

"Don't you think the guest room is not good? Then you can sleep with me first. As for our affairs, I will think about it, but not now." Zhong Liyan thought about whether to drag it first, seeing Song Yuan's face , he couldn't bear it.

Song Yuan nodded, and held Zhong Liyan's hand in a good manner, interlocking his fingers lightly: "Then you go to take a bath first."

Zhong Liyan's heart skipped a beat, he began to like the warmth of his hands, he hesitated for a while, but did not shake off.

Some things, can enjoy or enjoy now.

Song Yuan walked into the room, Zhong Liyan took out a bathrobe and handed it to him: "Go take a bath first, I'll wait for you here."

"Okay." Although Song Yuan's confession today was not completed smoothly, but I believe that as long as he takes his time, Zhong Liyan will consider him after he has great strength.

After Zhong Liyan waited for Song Yuan to walk into the bathroom, he picked up the tablet and cleared the browsing records inside, as well as interviews with Song Yuan in some magazines, put them all in a box beside him, and then pretended to be relaxed. Leaning on the bed and playing with the phone.

Before the news about Song Yuan's resignation and becoming the CEO, Zhong Liyan started to read all kinds of news for no reason. Fortunately, he was fast just now. If the other party found out, he would definitely continue to question him, and the consequences would be disastrous.

The things I decided early on will not change, and I am destined not to give Song Yuan expectations, so naturally, I can't agree to him and do irresponsible things.

While playing with his mobile phone, Yang Mu's call came in suddenly.

"Xiaoyan, are you asleep now?" The gentle tone made people intoxicated.

"Not yet, is there something wrong?" Zhong Liyan raised his eyebrows with a smile, "Is it the house?"

Yang Mu quickly replied: "No, the room is very spacious and comfortable. I... think you helped me. I really want to thank you. I want to treat you to a meal, haha, but I can't treat you to something high-end." Things, or I'll cook."

"That..." Zhong Liyan hesitated, "I can't have any news in this situation, let me arrange it."

"Okay, no problem." Yang Mu was not disappointed at all, "Call me if you are free."

"Yeah." Seeing Song Yuan coming out in his nightgown, Zhong Liyan immediately hung up the phone and looked at him, "You've finished washing."

"Yeah." Song Yuan nodded, and then sat on the other side of the bed, "Hurry up, too. Although the recording of the reality show is coming to an end, your company probably still has some activities."

"You really know our company's itinerary very well. This is not in compliance with the regulations." Zhong Liyan picked up his nightgown and glanced at him.

"I just took a look at your itinerary, but it's a bit strange, why do you take so few activities recently?" Song Yuan's eyes flashed, and he looked at Zhong Liyan motionlessly.

"The new president just came out, so there may be some adjustments. I don't even know what I'm going to do in the future. You are really good." Zhong Liyan concealed it calmly.

"It's just hacking your company's future planning system, and I didn't do anything." After Song Yuan finished speaking, he signaled Zhong Liyan to take a shower, "By the way, I can use this tablet."

"Of course, no password."

Song Yuan logged into his mailbox. He had just turned off his mobile phone, and he was afraid that something in the company would disturb him.

Sure enough, there were all kinds of emails from his assistant in the mailbox. He sighed softly, and then slowly dealt with it. Hey, the new official took over the three fires.

……

After Zhong Liyan finished washing, when Song Yuan was concentrating, he climbed onto the bed, looked at the other party's screen and laughed: "Didn't it mean that your parents have guests at home? You still have a lot of emails."

Song Yuanguang looked at the document under his hand, but didn't find the reminder from above. It was the email sent by Song's mother. He was not ashamed, so he clicked on it: "Xiao Yuan, why didn't you come back so late? The company's business will be dealt with tomorrow. Don't be tired."

"I'm not coming back today." Song Yuan replied without any embarrassment on his face.

Zhong Liyan sneered, then turned over and lay down, Song Yuan is really shameless...

"Are you asleep?" Song Yuan watched his movements and put down the tablet, not wanting to disturb Zhong Liyan with the light.

"It's getting late."

The two fell asleep unexpectedly peacefully and quietly. Song Yuan looked at the back of Zhong Liyan's head and closed his eyes. He felt very comfortable here.

Let him forget about all the stress.

……

When Zhong Liyan woke up the next day, the people next to him had long since disappeared. Zhong Liyan was stunned for a long time, and slowly stood up.

"Why didn't you even say hello and left." Zhong Liyan complained in a low voice, and got out of bed to take a shower.

"Huh?" The phone vibrated suddenly, Zhong Liyan thought it was Yang Mu's message, so he didn't care. After waiting for two hours, he realized that Song Yuan said "Good morning."

The corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously, and Zhong Liyan held the phone with a sweet atmosphere: "Childish."

But no matter how many episodes there are in life, things always pass step by step.

According to the plan, Zhong Liyan took on some friendly movies, and the workload became less and less.

As for Murong, he naturally started to plan for a new artist, but what made him a little unhappy was that Xiao Yu hadn't come to the company for several days. Looking for an opportunity to return to his company.

"Oh, it's so boring." Murong had already picked up a lot of things before, so he didn't have any particularly difficult documents to deal with.

Murong thought for a while, and suddenly remembered that Xiao Yu's resume from that year should still be stored in the company's database, so he immediately called it out to have a look.

"Hey, go and see where the little guy lives, and take care of my subordinates." Murong picked up the key on the table and strode out of the office.

……

Residential building

Murong drove for a long time before finding Xiao Yu's house. This neighborhood seems to be old, but it is still clean.

"Number 89, it's really hard to find." Murong took the photos on the phone and knocked on the door lightly.

After a long time, the door was opened. Xiao Yu looked at Murong with disbelief in his eyes: "President, why are you here?"

Murong is the boss's business, as long as most of the people in the company have heard the news, so Xiao Yu can't be like before.

"I got the news pretty quickly. I'm here to chat with you." Murong walked into the door and sat down on the sofa by himself. "Don't call me president, call me whatever you called me before."

"Then...Mr. Mu, what do you want me to talk to?" Xiao Yu poured a glass of water for Murong, and then sat down.

Murong: "I want to ask you why you don't accept my things."

Xiao Yu was at a loss for words for a moment: "I'm not...I'm not letting..."

"Zhong Liyan did tell me the reason, but I didn't believe it, so I came to check with you personally." Murong said frankly.

"The boss is right. I'm just an assistant, and I don't need to accept your gift. Besides, it's my boss who has a cooperative relationship with you, not me." Xiao Yu coughed a few times, her face flushed a little.

"Ah."

Murong looked at the things on the coffee table, but instead of dwelling on the previous problem, he asked, "What? Did you catch a cold?"

"No, my throat is a bit inflamed." Xiao Yu said, "You... If there is nothing else, can you leave first, I should be resting now, I have already asked the boss for leave."

Murong lay back, as if he would not leave: "You take the medicine first, then take a good rest, I'll stay here."

"But..." Xiao Yu was still a little reluctant.

"It's nothing, you go quickly." Murong's tone was a little cold, Xiao Yu immediately drank the medicine and went to the bedroom.

Xiao Yu, who was inside, was thinking so wildly that he also fell asleep.

Murong didn't bother him either, turned on the TV to mute, and then watched the screen to pass the time.

When it was almost noon, Murong stood up, sneaked to the bedroom to take a look at Xiao Yu, then called his assistant to buy some porridge, and then delivered it here.

He wanted to do it himself, but he couldn't suddenly conjure up meals, so it was better to be more pragmatic.