The whole world knows he has a crush on me

Qu Ning's stuff is not too much, and it is not too little.

His major is to learn painting and design, so there are many large pieces that are difficult to move, such as easels and paints.

Although it is more about board painting now, he will never discard these most basic things.

When he returned to China alone, these things cost him a lot of shipping fees. From the airport to the hotel, after everything was settled, Qu Ning vowed that he would never want to move in his life.

The hotel can be used as a grass nest.

But it has not been two months since he said this, and now he has started to pack his things again, life is really capricious.

Only this time, it was very different from last time.

"Hey, don't move it. Do you move such a big thing or does it move you?"

"Those with thin arms and legs, sit on the side."

"Do you still want those bottles and jars in your bathroom? If not, just throw them away and I'll buy you new ones."

Qu Ning didn't know where to put his feet, so he hurriedly said loudly: "Everything you want, the push-type ones have safety cards, just put them on the side, just put them on—"

As he spoke, he brushed his hair back in front of the mirror outside, and inserted the hearing aid into his ear in a familiar way. After thinking about it, he also inserted the other one.

Bo Jiu told him to be obedient, and it would be bad if he missed something.

As soon as he put down his hand, a half figure appeared from the bathroom. Bo Jiu frowned and stopped talking: "...you have too many things, I don't know how to do them, which one is it?"

Qu Ning blinked, then smiled.

Bo Jiu became angry from embarrassment: "You artists just pay attention to more!"

Qu Ning: "Haha, I'm sorry, what do you have in your bathroom?"

A simple conversation seems to be able to eliminate the obstacles between the two for many years, Bo Jiu curled his lips, "Does shampoo count?"

Qu Ning: "It's gone??"

Bo Jiu: "Towel, toothbrush, and razor."

Qu Ning: "Hiss—where's the shower gel?"

Bo Jiu: "..."

Bo Jiu: "You can come out in 3 minutes, what are you doing with a shower gel, I think it's too fragrant, and it's not manly at all."

Qu Ning: "Hahahahahahahaha!"

Bo Jiu: "Smiling fart, your salary will be deducted."

Qu Ning also laughed twice, and suddenly felt that he might have to wear two hearing aids when he was with Bo Jiu in the future. This person could always make him happy from the bottom of his heart.

He didn't want to miss the slightest chance of happiness.

I also don't want to miss Bo Jiu's voice.

The things were too complicated, and most of them had bottomed out after using it for almost two months. In the end, the two of them only brought the comb and toothbrush that Qu Ning usually used, and nothing else.

Bo Jiu was tired of cleaning up, and said that he would buy the missing things after they passed, but Qu Ning could only touch along.

After tossing everything, it was already twelve o'clock in the evening.

The Maybach probably hadn't done any moving work before, so it was scattered and stuffed into the trunk, and Qu Ning's paint was accidentally rubbed on it, that kind of paint was hard to clean, and Bo Jiu waved his hand when he was about to apologize.

"Let's talk about it later, are you hungry?"

Qu Ning: "Gulu."

Bo Jiu: "I'm asking you something."

Qu Ning: "I haven't indicated my stomach for the time being, so I can only imitate it by voice to indicate that I am hungry and I want a meal."

Bo Jiu: "..."

Bo Jiu hissed, turned his head to look seriously at the person who deliberately teased him, but inadvertently saw twinkling stars in Qu Ning's eyes.

During the reunion for half a day, Qu Ning's gestures were mostly evasive and cautious, and Bo Jiu seldom saw him smile sincerely.

But now he smiles.

Look at him like he's the only source of joy in his world.

Bo Jiu coughed unnaturally, and silently brainwashed in his heart - fake, all fake.

Bo Jiu, you can't be easily seduced, even if he is good-looking... not!

shallow!How superficial!

They dumped you for seven years!You have something to offer!

The mental construction was perfect, but when he turned his head and said: "Barbecue, do you want to eat?"

Qu Ning frowned: "Will it be too greasy at night?"

Bo Jiu: "...then I'll make you a bottle of fruity beer?"

Qu Ning smacked his mouth: "I want two bottles."

Bo Jiu: "OK."

The two drove straight to the barbecue stand, but Qu Ning found that something was wrong with walking. The road was very familiar, until a corner appeared, and the autumn phoenix trees on both sides of the road came into view.

"Ah... is this the way to study in Ancheng No. [-] Middle School?"

Bo Jiu hummed.

Qu Ning: "Then let's come here..."

Bo Jiu: "I've been to this place many times, and the taste is pretty good."

Qu Ning closed her mouth in a condescending manner.

Of course he knew.

Second-generation young masters like Bo Jiu and Wei Liang were never willing to take part in evening self-study, and the head teacher also turned a blind eye, and as long as nothing happened, he went with them.

But Qu Ning was timid and never dared to follow them over the wall to skip class.

So I had to stay alone in the study room and be the "liaison officer" of this group of people.

At that time, the director of the school year would randomly check the self-study situation every week, and Qu Ning cautiously tipped off the news several times. I don't know which time it started, but Bo Jiu would always bring him something to eat when he came back.

Today is glutinous rice cakes, tomorrow is chocolate, the most exaggerated time was when he came back with two bottles of fruit beer and a bunch of sizzling skewers. Three-story teaching building.

Unsurprisingly, it caused a huge commotion.

Everyone said that Young Master Bo even moved back to the barbecue stand for his little tablemate.

Although the price is under the national flag want to review.

Qu Ning still couldn't hold back his smile when he thought of this, it was a wonderful time, a memory he cherished and planned to take out for the rest of his life.

It's just that he didn't expect that there would be a day for him to realize his memories again.

The car stopped, Bo Jiu raised his chin, "Get out of the car, today is enough."

Qu Ning: "Can I understand that this is taking the wind and washing away the dust?"

Bo Jiu glanced at him: "You can understand that this is the contract partner cultivating a tacit understanding."

Qu Ning got out of the car with a smile, "Okay, then let's train them well, but don't the big presidents usually go to high-end western restaurants? Why do you talk about skewers?"

The midnight barbecue booth is still hot, and the atmosphere is very lively.

Bo Jiu led him to sit at a table in the corner, "Think I've never been there? You're so hungry, I'll find another western restaurant. From parking to sitting down to serving all the food, it's exhausting. Mo Haw, you're probably starving to death, why don't you come here and serve food in 3 minutes."

The light in Qu Ning's eyes never went out, he took out a tissue from his bag, and wiped the table and stool in front of him meticulously, making Bo Jiu feel uncomfortable when he sat down.

...Will he despise himself for being casual?

"Why is your cleanliness so serious?"

Qu Ning didn't speak, and took out two more cards, "Raise your hand."

Bo Jiu subconsciously raised his hand, even stood up, and sat down again after the young man finished cleaning.

It wasn't until after a set of movements that he realized what he had done, and his expression suddenly became a little subtle.

Could it be that Qu Ning really lowered his head in some way...

The two men ate supper and ordered half the table. Qu Ning actually didn't eat much. Most of the time, he took a bite to wipe his mouth before looking at Bo Jiu.

He moved him something as if he was really hungry.

He doesn't lift his head while eating.

As a result, Qu Ning was able to stare openly for a few minutes.

In half a day, he suddenly turned from being alone to someone else's contract partner, and moved out of the hotel to live in another place he really called "home".

He met the former monitor and the current immediate boss at the same table.

He thought that his boss would retaliate against him for leaving hastily back then, but he didn't expect that the other party would invite him to eat skewers late at night.

He also served two bottles of beer.

Bo Jiu, Bo Jiu.

What the hell do you mean?

You are obviously more fierce than before, but you are gentler to him than before.

"You've almost thrown away those bottles and cans. I'll use mine tomorrow. I'll take you to the supermarket to buy after get off work." Bo Jiu suddenly raised his head and said.

Qu Ning staggered his eyes in a panic, and hummed vaguely.

But Bo Jiu thought he accidentally got the sauce, so he quickly took out a piece of paper and wiped the side of his face.

I don't know why, but in front of this delicate and elegant Qu Ning, he doesn't want the other party to see any dishonorable self.

I just want to be the most perfect and best appearance in front of Qu Ning.

"Hurry up and eat, like a cat, you'll be full after just a few bites."

The young man really obediently picked up a edamame, put it into his reddish lips, tapped his teeth lightly, rolled his tongue, closed his mouth and chewed slowly.

Qu Ning lowered his eyes and didn't think there was anything wrong, but Bo Jiu was taken aback by this set of movements.

He regained his senses, took the iced drink beside him and downed it.

This is promising.

After supper, one o'clock.

It was a day of chaos, and Qu Ning's drowsiness gradually came up. He consciously got into the co-pilot, pulled the seat belt, and tied himself to the seat.

"Driver Bo Jiu" also got into the car, and the fragrance in the car was replaced by a faint smell of wine.

The wind at night was comfortable, so Bo Jiu lowered the window.

Looking over, Qu Ning was pulling the collar of his light blue coat.

"It will take half an hour to get home, and the car is a little stuffy, so bear with it and don't go to sleep. I will have to move you when I move things."

Qu Ning said softly, "Got it, boss."

Bo Jiu hummed and started the car. Before the car got out of the school road, the blanket on the back seat was thrown over, and the windows went up with a rattling sound.

"...Cover it up, I will take care of you when you are sick."

Qu Ning was confused: "Why you, we are not real, you can hand it over to the assistant and secretary."

Bo Jiu: "They think of beauty."

Qu Ning gave a nasal hum in confusion.

Bo Jiu changed his words in time: "...you think beautifully, my assistant secretary is always serving me."

Qu Ning wrapped the fluffy blanket: "Okay, the assistant secretary will serve you, you will serve me, rounded up, they will serve me!"

Bo Jiu snorted coldly: "There are a lot of crooked truths."

The car is rowed out again.

At first Qu Ning tried not to sleep, but he had adjusted his schedule well these years, and he was too sleepy at this point. In the end, he didn't know whether he was relieved for a long time or fat, so he let himself fall into sleep.

Ah no matter.

Salted Fish Ningning's business hours are over today.

Next to him, the person who said you don't sleep did not make a sound all the way.

While waiting for several traffic lights, Bo Jiu would always turn his head to look at the people around him.

Like a dream.

He found the missing Qu Ning.

He also completed the great achievement of abducting the other party home within one day.

Although I don't know whether I am still the pure mind of the past, but it is true that I am not reconciled.

This Qu Ning has become elegant and beautiful, and his ability to change is outstanding, but he doesn't seem to be very happy.

He still has a lot of little secrets that he doesn't know, which are strictly hidden in his snail shell.

When the car arrived at Yuanshan Villa, Bo Jiu opened the trunk, moved everything into the living room silently, and finally came to the door of the co-pilot.

With a click, the young man inside fell down along the door.

The man quickly caught it with one hand, his thin shoulders resting on his chest, trying to raise his hand to wake him up, but he couldn't open his mouth when he saw the tired face.

With a final sigh, he walked through the bend of his legs without complaint, and lifted the other party up carefully.

He also easily bounced into his arms twice.

"Empty shell." Bo Jiu muttered in a low voice, Qu Ning's unique gentle smell lingered all over his body, half-length hair with a little curly tail, itching in his arms.

It slipped while walking, and the head was tilted to the heart, revealing the small and delicate ears.

Bo Jiu looked at it for a second in the night, as if there were some tiny earphones inside.

Wanting to take a closer look, Qu Ning suddenly turned his head again.

"...Little heartless, I will work for you and you are listening to music here, and it will be confiscated for you another day."

The author has something to say:

Classmate Bo Jiu: The representative of a loyal elementary school dog who dislikes being upright and has never been in a relationship. He bites outside and is well-behaved at home, and is afraid that Xiangxiang's wife will dislike him for being careless.

(Ningning drinks beer, the ice water that Bo Jiu drinks by default here, safety is the first of all roads, drunk driving on the road, tears for relatives.