Do you have a boyfriend

Song Chuman opened his eyes wide: "What?"

"Do you want to go to the company with me?" Lu Zhao repeated it patiently, smoothing out Song Chuman's messy hair, "I thought about it, I shouldn't have left you at home alone."

Originally, only the living room was equipped with a surveillance camera, so that he could see Mianmian. Later, for the sake of Song Chuman, he took the time to monitor it in other places as well.

Except for the guest room full of sleep at the beginning of Song Dynasty.

After he left, he felt that Song Chuman... wasn't very happy.

And he went to bed late, and after saying good night, he secretly watched TV until it was past one o'clock in the morning.

Song Chuman didn't know that his every move was exposed to Lu Zhao's sight. He was pleasantly surprised and happy: "Is it okay? Will I disturb you..."

"Will not."

Lu Zhao said that he lowered his head and wanted to kiss him, Song Chuman hurriedly covered his mouth: "I'll wash my face and brush my teeth right away..."

He hurried to the bathroom, washed up as quickly as possible, and then changed his clothes.

"How long will I be going? Should I bring more clothes..." Song Chuman opened the closet and flipped through it.

"Take some casually first, and buy what you don't need." Lu Zhao found a handbag and helped him organize some underwear.

Mianmian came over to join in the fun, Song Chuman stroked its head, and thought of a question: "Then what about Mianmian?"

They are all gone, don't they have to let others take care of them.

Lu Zhao was silent for a while, then said, "Take it with you."

Song Chuman was even more surprised. He followed Lu Zhao and saw him go to the study to find a pet bag.

He was still puzzled: "Isn't that a lot of things to bring?"

Cat food, cat bowls, cat litter, cat litter box and so on must be brought, and it is not moving, which is too troublesome.

Lu Zhao said, "No, there are all the things over there."

His house is very close to the company, and there are complete supplies for raising cats, and the drive there doesn't take too long, all you need to do is bring Mianmian.

Song Chuman watched him open the pet bag, and Mianmian stepped in very consciously and skillfully.

The two quickly packed up their things. Lu Zhao was carrying the cat, Song Chuman was carrying his clothes, and the driver was waiting on the first floor.

After getting into the car, Song Chuman figured out that something was wrong.

He probably guessed that Lu Zhao also had a house in City C, so were his things prepared temporarily, or did they have them early in the morning?

If it had happened early in the morning, Lu Zhao would have left him at home on the grounds of letting him take care of Mian Mian...

But Song Chuman doesn't care about these now, he is still in the excitement of going to the company with Lu Zhao.

He and Lu Zhao sat in the back. The driver in the front seat didn't know if it was Lu Zhao's subordinate or someone else. Song Chuman lowered his voice and whispered to Lu Zhao: "Why did you take me there suddenly? And I It’s okay to go, you don’t have to come back to pick me up.”

Lu Zhao didn't tell him anything in advance, it was so sudden that Song Chuman even wondered if Lu Zhao's parents knew about them and wanted to see him...

Song Chuman remembered that Lu Zhao was an only son. In a family like his, would his parents agree to him being with a man?

He was thinking wildly about where he was alone, and Lu Zhao turned to hug him: "Which one is happier, letting you go alone or coming to pick you up in person?"

Of course...it would be happier if Lu Zhao came to pick him up in person.

Song Chuman quietly glanced at the driver, half lying in Lu Zhao's arms, raised his head and kissed his side face: "Then are you trying to make me happy?"

He did not hesitate to leave work and come back early in the morning to pick him up.

"If I don't coax you, who else can I coax?" Lu Zhao lowered his eyes and raised his hand to pinch Song Chuman's face: "And I'm not here, what if you don't eat well and sleep on time?"

Hearing that Song Chuman felt a little guilty, he said vaguely, "Of course I eat well and sleep on time..."

After he finished speaking, he yawned a lot. Lu Zhao wiped away the tears at the corners of his eyes without revealing, "I'll ask the driver to go ahead and buy some breakfast, and sleep for a while after eating?"

Song Chuman nodded in response.

Afraid of motion sickness after eating too much, Song Chuman only ate a bun, drank a few sips of soy milk, and leaned against Lu Zhao to close his eyes.

The soft pet bag was placed at his feet, and he also dozed off quietly in it.

More than an hour later, the car stopped at the basement level of Lu Zhao's company.

Song Chuman was woken up, and Lu Zhao asked, "Do you want to go up with me, or let the driver take you home?"

"If you go there first, I'll come back at noon and take you to dinner," Lu Zhao said again: "If you want to go up, there is a cubicle behind the office where you can rest."

Song Chuman wanted to be with him, but hesitated: "Will it disturb your work?"

"Of course not," Lu Zhao pulled Song Chuman out of the car and walked towards the elevator, "However, there will be some strangers upstairs."

He saw that Song Chuman wanted to follow him, which was also his plan, and worried that Song Chuman would be uncomfortable, so he gave him an early warning.

Lu Zhao comforted: "Don't be afraid, just enter the office and leave them alone."

The driver went up with them, carrying the pet bag and Song Chuman's things.

The coat Song Chuman was wearing had a hat, and Lu Zhao pulled it up for him, covering most of his face, then bowed his head and kissed him.

Song Chuman didn't realize what Lu Zhao said until he got out of the elevator.

Lu Zhao's office is at the innermost, and all the employees who passed by along the way stopped and shouted: "Mr. Lu."

He has been holding Song Chuman's hand. Song Chuman's identity is self-evident, and even the well-trained employees can't help but look sideways at him.

Song Chuman lowered his head, and faintly heard a gasp.

He was indeed a little uncomfortable, but it was bearable, and he wore a hat that blocked most of his face.

And it also showed that it was the first time that Lu Zhao brought people to the company like this.

When they arrived at the office, Lu Zhao closed the door. Song Chu thought that there was no one else, so he took off his hat in relief, and looked up to see a table of people sitting in the office, looking at the two of them in unison.

Song Chuman's breath stagnated, and his ears were suddenly red-faced.

Lu Zhao frowned and said, "What are you doing here so early?"

Secretary Xiao Fang ran over with the document in his arms, and lowered his voice: "Mr. Lu, they just arrived, and the time is about the same..."

Lu Zhao didn't say much, and took Song Chuman to the lounge at the back. Xiao Fang put the folder under his arm and followed behind with a bag in each hand.

As soon as he made a sound, all the employees at the conference table turned their faces and sat down. It wasn't until he and Song Chuman entered the lounge that they whispered to each other.

The lounge is bigger than the office outside, with a bed, sofa and a small bathroom, almost a small cubicle.

Cut off from the outside line of sight, Song Chuman regained his composure to look around, and saw a cat bowl and a litter box in the corner.

It seems that they have been prepared a long time ago, Xiao Fang opened the pet bag, jumped out impatiently, and ran in the direction of the cat bowl, probably not the first time.

Lu Zhao wanted to go out for a meeting, so he asked Song Chuman to sit down on the sofa, ignoring Xiao Fang's existence, bent down and kissed his forehead: "Wait for me here, sleep for a while if you're sleepy."

Xiao Fang was very discerning, and had already poured a glass of warm water for Song Chuman, turned around and exited the lounge.

Before Lu Zhao left, he knelt down and took Song Chuman's hand and said in a warm voice, "Are you scared just now? I didn't think carefully. I won't do it next time."

"I'm not a three-year-old kid," Song Chuman pushed him and urged, "Go quickly."

After eating, Mianmian jumped onto the sofa and licked her paws. Seeing that Song Chuman looked the same, Lu Zhao turned and went out.

After he left, Song Chuman leaned on the sofa, hugged Mianmian over, pinched its ears lightly, and said to himself, "Are you also a clingy person who follows wherever you go?"

He said himself, and felt ashamed after he finished speaking, and buried his face in Mianmian's body and sighed.

**

It took only half an hour for Lu Zhao to hold the meeting. After the meeting ended, he opened the door of the lounge and signaled that Song Chuman could come out.

Song Chuman didn't dare to disturb him, so he played with the tablet on the table alone for a while, and when he saw Mianmian running out to play with his tail upright, he got up and walked out of the lounge lightly.

Lu Zhao was looking at the documents, lying down on the table, trying to attract his attention.

Seeing Song Chuman come out, he put down the documents and leaned back on the chair, and waved to Song Chuman: "Come."

There was no second chair in front of the desk, so Song Chuman approached and sat on Lu Zhao's lap very consciously.

He helped Lu Zhao take off his glasses, bowed his head and kissed.

Lu Zhao liked his clingy and active appearance, touched his side face: "Are you bored here?"

"It's not boring." Song Chuman buried his head in his neck, and whispered after a while: "I like you so much."

Up to now, he hasn't said anything to Lu Zhao to express his love, so I hope it won't be too late.

Lu Zhao said, "Then you will like it more in the future."

Song Chuman stopped, and after a while, he let out a soft "hum".

At this moment, someone knocked on the door, and Lu Zhaoyang said, "Come in."

The door of the office was opened, and Song Chuman was caught off guard. He was still sitting on Lu Zhao's lap, subconsciously shrunk down, and squatted between the table and Lu Zhao's legs.

It was Xiao Fang who came, of course he saw Song Chuman's movements, and immediately stopped at the same spot, not daring to go forward, hesitating whether to go out or not.

"..." Lu Zhao endured a smile, "Baby, what are you doing?"

Song Chuman: "..."

When he realized it, he wanted to crawl into the cracks in the ground and slowly cover his face.

Lu Zhao pulled him in and hugged him again, coaxing: "It's okay, no one saw it."

As he gestured with his eyes, Xiao Fang quickly tiptoed over, put down his things and left.

Song Chuman didn't look back, but he also heard the sound of the door closing, and said with a mournful face, "He saw..."

Why is he so stupid all of a sudden? If someone tells about it, what will Lu Zhao's employees think of him...

"He will think he is blind and deaf," Lu Zhao said solemnly, "I don't know anything."

Hearing what he said, Song Chuman felt a little comforted.

He wanted to get off Lu Zhao: "I'd better go to the back, so I won't bother you..."

"I don't have anything to do here," Lu Zhao stopped him, "I'll take you to lunch in a while, I've booked a nearby restaurant."

When it was lunch break, Lu Zhao took Song Chuman downstairs.

The restaurant can be reached within a few minutes' walk. There are usually no parking spaces when there are many people at noon, so Lu Zhao and Song Chuman walked there together.

At the same time, a well-dressed middle-aged woman stood at the front desk: "Hi, is Mr. Lu there?"

She put on exquisite makeup, but she couldn't hide her fatigue. The front desk was business-like: "Do you have an appointment? And it's lunch break now."

It was Cao Qiyun who came, of course she knew that it was a lunch break, so she hoped that Lu Zhao would be free at this time, maybe she could agree to see her.

"There is no appointment." She brushed the hair on her cheeks. "You just say that it is a lady surnamed Cao, and you have something to talk about."

The front desk apologized and handed over a business card: "Sorry, you need to make an appointment with Mr. Lu's assistant first."

Cao Qiyun had arranged for someone to come over to look for her before, and they gave the same answer, but Lu Zhao didn't see her at all.

She came here in person today, with the same attitude. She felt depressed and couldn't help raising her posture: "Assistant? Who do you think I am?"

Her voice was not low, which attracted the attention of most people around. Seeing this, the front desk quietly pressed the button beside the table to notify the security guard to come over.

"I'm so sorry," the front desk said the same, "You need to make an appointment."

Cao Qiyun took a deep breath, and was about to say something more, when she saw Lu Zhao coming out of the elevator with people around her.

She immediately wanted to step forward and call Lu Zhao: "Isn't that..."

The security guard received the alarm from the front desk and came from outside the door. Seeing this, he quickly covered her mouth with his hands and pulled her to the back.

After Lu Zhao left, the security guard let go and warned, "Please don't make trouble in the company. Next time, we will directly call the police."

Anbao has seen people like Cao Qiyun a lot for a long time, how could normal people use this method to block Lu Zhao in the company.

Cao Qiyun was trembling with anger, pointing at him: "You..."

She is not as good as before, there is no one to carry a bag when she goes out, and now she is helpless.

Lu Zhao had gone far away, so Cao Qiyun had no choice but to go back and make plans for the next time.

But the look she saw just now... the person next to Lu Zhao had a familiar face.