as long as you love

"Hmph!" Hua Qi pretended to be indifferent and turned his head away, but couldn't help but turn back and take a look.Take another look.

How can this person be so good-looking.

Thick black and handsome eyebrows, a straight nose, and deep-set eyes, you can sink into them at a glance, not to mention that Hua Qi took several glances.

poisoned.

Just when Hua Qi was in a daze, Hua Yuru pressed his shoulder and kissed him.

It's not just a kiss, or a kiss that makes people breathless, but just right, just right.It makes people feel itchy and comfortable, and there is a feeling that a beautiful life is just like this.

There is something to do and someone to love.

And you are the one I love.

"Are you considering going to America?" asked suddenly.

"Huh?" Hua Qi was still in a state of foggy eyes, after realizing what the other party said:

!!!

"You know again?!"

Does this person have an intelligence system comparable to 007? ?

Huayu Confucianism smiled, as if he knew what Hua Qi thought: "Manda told me."

"Oh."

Hua Qi lowered his head and didn't know what to say for a while. He didn't know what Huayu Confucianism thought about this matter.

"Go." Huayu Confucianism said.

"?" Hua Qi raised his head and looked at him in disbelief.

"Go, do what you want, it's good." Hua Yuru stroked his half-long hair, "It's fine if you go, but Li Ye... stay away from Hua's house. If you need anything, I will I can fully support you in my own name."

"Hmph..." Hua Qi stopped his hand and snorted.

"?" Is there any dissatisfaction?

"You underestimate me too much," Hua Qi said, "My lord, I also have a little money."

"Oh?" Hua Yuru was amused by his arrogant appearance: "Where did you get the money?"

"Sponsored by collectors with spare cash."

For the previous writing practice, Mr. Lu was free and contacted many buyers for him, but someone actually bought it, and the bid was not low.

"Gao Ran also invested part of it for me and made a lot of money."

Huayu Confucianism looked at him with a novel light in his eyes: "How many do you have now?"

"It's a few million." In fact, I also invested a lot of pocket money before, and it wasn't purely earned by myself.Hua Qi is not quite sure what the concept of this number is among Chinese Confucians.

The other party's actions answered him directly.

Huayu Confucianism came over, kissed him on the forehead, and said with a smile, "As expected of my Qiqi."

My Qiqi...

mine……

……

Omg.

What to do if the heart is dead...

Hua Qi's choice is... from embarrassment to "anger".Pushing her hand up, grabbing each other's shoulders, she kissed back fiercely.The two stepped back to the wall step by step... Hua Qi wrapped one hand around Hua Yuru's neck, teasing and entangled.

In fact, considering Hua Qi's current injury status, it is probably also possible to achieve someone's achievement in Bidong...

loved by someone.

Haven't you seen someone's gentle, pampering and tolerant eyes?

Su is dead.

Next, the protagonists will do some things that are not suitable for children.

cough cough...

Pull the curtain. Pull the curtain.

"The wound burst open?" the Chinese Confucianist asked.

Hua Qi raised his hand and looked at it. There was some blood seeping from between the bandages. He didn't feel it just now, but now it started to hurt sharply.

"It seems to be." He frowned.

Hua Yuru sat up, reached for the mobile phone next to the bed with his long hand, called Dr. Qian Lin, and asked him to come.Then he lay down again, leaning against the head of the bed, with the tip of one finger resting on the other's forehead: "Honestly, how did you do it with your hands?"

Hua Qi's heart skipped a beat, and his eyelashes slapped Hua Ruru's palm twice.

"It wasn't done much, it was cut with a knife..." He didn't lie, it was indeed a fruit knife.Why are you so guilty...

"Is it related to that girl?" Someone shrewd.

"..." speechless.

"What's the situation with you now? - I don't mean anything else, just to ask."

"I..." What Hua Qi was about to explain was blocked by Hua Yuru's words.

He raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean nothing else? If we are still together, do you have any other opinions?"

Hua Yuru didn't speak, and took out a cigarette from the bedside drawer with his long hand, lit it and held it between his fingertips.

This attitude... Hua Qi felt a surge of anger popping out of his heart.

"Chinese Confucianism!!"

"Hey, here it is. What's your order, my lord?"

The more the other party smiled like this, the more uneasy Hua Qi became, "Don't be like this, okay?" She was very scared... Is this person planning to leave her at any time.

Hua Yuru didn't answer, but stretched out his hand, pressed Hua Qi's head and brought him into his arms, and said softly, "Isn't that good?"

The other party's heartbeat is steady and powerful, and the other party's body temperature is warm and charming.Hua Qi was speechless.

Is not it good?

As long as this person is by his side, there seems to be nothing wrong.

He was stuffy, didn't speak, wrapped his uninjured hand around the other's waist, and hugged him tightly.

——"Don't try to get rid of me."

"Also, I broke up with Wang Lingli."

Huayuru's body seemed to froze for a moment, but he recovered quickly. "oh."

"Didn't you quit smoking?" Hua Qi watched the other party puffing.

Huayu Confucianism smiled, threw the cigarette into the ashtray, and extinguished it: "Okay, I won't smoke anymore. Are you happy?"

"Hey, waste." Everyone has leftover cigarette butts, and this uncle only pecks a few or three mouthfuls, he is really a rich man.

Oh, no, his brother is not soiled, so he can write the soil.Well, Regal, it's much more pleasing to the ear.

"You little devil," Hua Yuru said, putting his hands on both sides of Hua Qi's head, looking down at him, with a fierce expression on his face: "What do you want me to do, tell me!"

Hua Qi was not frightened, but giggled instead, and with a smile, she fell down with that person's unique gentle kiss.

Tobacco aroma and inexplicable emotion are mixed into a mint-like taste, which refreshes the mind, but sinks the heart further.

"Dingling." The doorbell rang.

Hua Qi was startled reflexively, but was pressed by Hua Yuru again: "It should be Dr. Qian."

Sure enough, a question quickly came from outside the door: "Master, I'm Qian Lin, is it convenient to come in?"

The two brothers got up from the bed, Hua Yuru went to open the door, and Hua Qi moved to the waiting room in the compartment.

Qian Lin wasn't surprised when he came in, he just muttered in his heart: Sure enough, it's the young master again.

There is nothing to say about the wound. The doctor treated it well before, but Qian Lin has imported trauma medicine here, and the effect is much better, so Hua Qi changed it.

When applying the medicine, Hua Qi grinned in pain.Hua Yuru watched from the side, tightened his hand, raised his hand to touch his head, and asked hesitantly, "Does it hurt that much?"

"Hmm~!" Someone bit his lip and nodded pitifully.

"Come here." Hua Yuru thought for a while, rubbed Hua Qi's curly hair, turned his head to her, and hugged him into his arms.

Qian Lin: ...This medicine doesn't hurt at all, okay?⊙⊙?

Young master, pretend again!

Someone who pretends to be pitiful and successful: Hahaha, it's so cool.

After finishing the medicine with great difficulty, Hua Qi felt a little headache when he looked at his right hand which was wrapped into a rice dumpling again.

The next thing to do is to paint, which is really in time.

Hua Qi went back to school the next day and submitted a day application to the school.

Uh, not trying to have sex with someone in a hotel room.Instead, get down to business.

The topic selection of painting and data research are all on the agenda.

Perseverance in doing what has been decided can be regarded as the teaching given to him by his lover's brother.

Lao Luo probably thought that day reading was an order from Young Master Hua, so he quickly ordered it for him. He even patted Hua Qi on the shoulder and told him, "You should study hard at home" or something.

Hua Qi was puzzled, the attitude was poor...

"Have you invested money in the school again?" Hua Qi took the opportunity to ask Huayu Confucianism.

Hua Yuru was looking at the company report on the desk, without raising his head, he said:

"The company already has a wave of funds dedicated to educational charity, and this time it just happens to be your school's turn."

Co-authoring is a crooked hit.

But for Hua Qi, as long as he can go to school, everything is more convenient at home... um... the same is true in hotels.

Xiao Hua, who said it was good not to be in the hotel, followed the Huayuru who was in the office, and looked at the computer with his broken morals.

The big suite of Ruijin Hotel is like an apartment, with all kinds of functional rooms, an area of ​​more than 200 square meters, and even a gym in the innermost part.

However, it is usually used in the bedroom and living room.

Like Hua Qi and the others, they are staying at the desk in the living room.

Xiao Hua looked at the words on the computer screen, thinking about the theme of his painting.

The exam questions at the University of Chicago gave two words: DEEPSEA, deep sea.Candidates are allowed to play freely, and the subject matter of painting is not limited, and they can interpret their own understanding.

In fact, this kind of question is the most difficult, because you don't know what kind of answer the questioner wants to get.

Even if it's not the same, it's better to be close.

Hua Qi flipped through the examination materials of the University of Chicago over the years, and added that Manda Bank conveniently gave him the answer sheets of previous candidates, which were actually picture books.There are also revelations about the preferences and temperament of the author of this question...

While typing on the keyboard, he occasionally looked up at the person next to him.

The English characters on the screen did not make things difficult for him anymore.One by one is obedient.

It's so weird.

Hua Qi couldn't describe this feeling.

Fresh, fulfilling, the feeling of being full of life.

Is it this person who gave it to himself?

"Hi." Hua Qi called out.

"Huh?" Hua Yuru raised his head from his work and looked at him peacefully.

"It was because of you that I couldn't read clearly before." He said arrogantly.The subtext is, so when you came back to me, I regained the strength to see the words well.

"..." Hua Yuru was stunned for a moment, as if he had thought of something, his expression quickly darkened, "I'm sorry," he said, sliding his hand over Hua Qi's earlobe, and touching it soothingly: "If you blame me, blame me alright."

! ! !Talk as you speak, what do you do with your hands and feet?

It was as if the touched earlobe had been electrocuted, and a shiver ran through his whole body.

Hua Qi struggled to suppress his agitated body, only to realize that the other party's words were a bit wrong. —Where did he go?