Daoist always thinks I'm scumbag for him

The morning sun was slightly dewed, and it penetrated through the light-colored curtains. When Qingyuan opened his eyes, there was no one around him, and he stretched out his hand into the bedding beside him, and the temperature had already cooled down.

He got dressed and walked out of the bedroom. People in the semi-open kitchen were already preparing something. From the angle of Qingyuan, he could see his thin figure. There was steam in the kitchen, vaguely rising, and the cheeks of the people inside were a little blurred.

Fu Yunchen often cooks for him, three meals a day, and whenever he has time, he will do it himself.

Qingyuan suddenly remembered that He Louming also cooked food for him. At that time, he had only come to Izuyun Peak for a few years, and he had clearly reached the realm of bigu, but he still used Linggu to cook food for him. He Louming, a delicacy in the world Make it different for him.

Later, He Louming became a Demon Lord, and after the two became Taoist couples, He Louming still cooked for him. At that time, he didn't think it was a big deal, but now he changed his mood, and Qingyuan suddenly felt that he knew He Louming a little bit. Feeling.

In the four seasons of the world, the vegetation is dry and prosperous, and many feelings that I don't want to talk about are in three meals a day.

Fu Yunhen turned around and found Qingyuan standing at the door with folded arms. He poured out the porridge and brought it to the dining table outside, "I was planning to call you, but you woke up by yourself, hurry up and have breakfast."

After Qingyuan washed up and sat at the dining table, Fu Yunchen had already put the peeled egg on a small plate, he took a bite and swallowed it, "If you have time on weekends, rest more, I will eat the same outside."

Fu Yunhen didn't even raise his head, just said, "I'll make it for you when I have time, and if I don't have time for class one day, you can go out to eat."

Time was a little tight in the morning, and today was the day when we had an appointment to meet Tianyao's people, Qingyuan didn't dare to delay, got up and left after finishing his porridge, Fu Yunhen followed behind him, and waved when he saw him go out, "I'll wait for you at home in the afternoon."

He has been watching Qingyuan leave, his dark eyes are full of seriousness, his eyes are like a puppy who wants to play with people, he is clearly reluctant to let people leave but he will not say anything, just waiting in place.

Fu Yunhen saw Qingyuan who had already walked a few steps away and turned back suddenly. He thought he forgot to bring something, but Qingyuan's voice came over, "Fu Yunhen, can you go with me today?"

Looking at the young face of his Taoist companion, Qingyuan touched his nose and said in a low voice, "I miss you a little. If I go alone today, I will miss you all day."

The morning sun shone on his face, his handsome face was like a god, and the starry sky seemed to be shattered in his eyes, bright and shining like stars, Fu Yunhen was stunned for a moment, and then felt that his heart was in a certain place Soft as if soaked in warm water, he stretched out his hand to hold down a place that was jumping too violently, and said softly, "Okay"

The door of the conference room on the 21st floor was opened, and Qingyuan looked at the almost complete crowd and said lightly, "Sorry, my wife is a little clingy, so I wasted some time."

It's not clingy, He Louming is aboveboard, he follows Qingyuan frankly, without concealing his possessive desire, wishing to put Qingyuan in his pocket or be put in his pocket.

Fu Yunhen is like a cat. He usually looks at Gao Leng, but in fact he is so clingy that he can't say it out loud. He just looks at people with his black and white eyes, and his heart softens when he looks at people.

As soon as the words were finished, someone immediately said, "What did Mr. Qing say, you came just in time, and you didn't waste any time."

The meeting was at nine o'clock in the morning, and Qingyuan arrived 3 minutes early, so he was not late at all, and in his capacity, even if he was really late, no one would say anything.

Some people laughed secretly, how can a dignified president be controlled by a lover, saying that is clearly an excuse, everyone is smooth in the business field, who would take a joke seriously.

The man sitting across from Qingyuan suddenly raised his head. He wore a ring on the ring finger of his left hand. His face was stern, his shoulders were wide and his waist was narrow. At this time, a pen was held between his slender fingers, and he said seriously, "Yeah. ,understand."

Shen Yu turned the pen around,

Deeply and calmly glanced at Qingyuan, his voice was a little low, "I understand very well."

Qingyuan paused for a moment, and suddenly felt some subtle emotions in his heart. At this time, the bell rang at nine o'clock, and the meeting began.

Fu Yunhen stayed alone in Qingyuan's office. There was a lot of space, and he could overlook the whole city through the floor-to-ceiling windows. The vehicles on the street looked as petite as toys. He looked at them and tapped the glass with his fingertips. .

The documents on the desk were neatly arranged, and a black pen was quietly placed on top of the white paper. He accidentally dropped a piece of paper on the ground, and when he bent over to pick it up, he caught a glimpse of the words on it.

Iron painted with silver hooks, vigorous and powerful fonts appear on the white paper, the two names are side by side, they only take up a little space on the huge A4 paper, as if the writer deliberately wrote them together, in this There is no room for anything else on a piece of paper.

Qingyuan He Louming

Fu Yunhen's eyes froze.

He slowly touched those words with his fingertips, and the touch under his fingertips was uneven. Qingyuan's characters penetrated through the back of the paper. He lowered his eyes and slowly rubbed the last three words, Fu Yunhen's eyes were a little obscure.

He Louming

The name is no stranger.

As early as when they first met, Qingyuan blurted out this name.

At that time, there was a smile in his eyes, as if the lights were lit in his eyes, and his face was full of surprise and joy that was lost and found.

That is an extremely rare emotion for Qingyuan.

Fu Yunhen slowly curled up his fingers, his eyes were as deep as a deep pool.

Who is He Louming?

What is his relationship with Qingyuan?