Blame him for being too pretty

Song Yuhe is a man of action, once he decides something, he must do it.

After he arrived at the Song Corporation, he imported the data from his physical examination just now into the bionic human model, and estimated that if he hadn't received targeted therapy or the INC hadn't been developed, he might have three years to live.

Song Yuhe was very optimistic. After constructing the data, he asked him to help him look at the data, packed his things and ran away with Bao Qiao.

Song Guanxing was very angry, but he couldn't stop him, so he could only watch his brother get into another man's car.

"I'll be fine in the next two days. I can record the data of the targeted drug in Pucun to see if it can be simulated on the bionic human." Song Yuhe put on his seat belt and pointed his toes happily, "We will wait until the weekend Go see my parents again, okay?"

Bo Qiao had met Xiang Jiu and Song Yan before, and had lived in that Rose Manor before, but this time it was different. He was inexplicably nervous when he heard these words, so he forcibly stabilized himself, and nodded slightly: "Yeah. ,Can."

Song Yuhe was even happier. He happily turned on his optical brain and started sending messages to his brother.

[Mint's River: Brother, Bo Qiao and I are going back this Saturday, please tell your parents. 】

[Song Examiner:?Where are you going? ! 】

[Mint's River: Take your boyfriend home to meet your parents. 】

【Examiner Song: ………】

[Mint's River: Oh yes, the guest room doesn't need to be tidied up anymore, brother can buy me another pillow, then Bo Qiao will sleep with me. 】

【Examiner Song: ………】

Song Guanxing felt so aggrieved that he couldn't express his anger, his face was flushed with anger, he couldn't hold back after holding back, opened the ID of [Mint's Bo], and cursed angrily: [Asshole! ! !Ahhhhh! ! ! 】

After cursing, Song Guanxing managed to feel better, and clicked back to [Mint's River].

[Song Examiner: Good boy, this is the first time you bring your boyfriend home, it's not like this, then your parents will think Bao Qiao is so frivolous, maybe they don't agree with you two being together. 】

Song Yuhe reluctantly agreed to tidy up a guest room and come out after he talked all the time.

Song Guanxing finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then suddenly realized...

No, he obviously planned to prevent the two from coming back to see their parents, why did he suddenly discuss with Song Yuhe about whether Bao Qiao could live in the guest room?

Po inch.

There were people coming and going in the laboratory, when Bo Qiao took Song Yuhe there, those research institutes did not treat Song Yuhe as repulsive as they did at the beginning, and even greeted him proactively.

It's just that as soon as the greeting was finished, everyone's eyes fell on the hands held by Bo Qiao and Song Yuhe, and they were all silent.

Bo Qiao has experienced too many things, and his mind is much more mature than Song Yuhe's. I always feel that it's weird to always hold small hands, but Song Yuhe's love is just beginning, and he wants to stick to Bo Qiao all the time. When I have free time, I use my slender fingers to reach my thin hands.

Bo Qiao couldn't dodge it, so he could only force himself to be as calm as a mountain, and let Song Yuhe lead him around.

At this time, seeing a group of people staring at the hands of the two, Bo Qiao shivered for a moment, his face remained calm, but he clenched his hands tightly, and said calmly, "Is there anything urgent?"

Only then did everyone react and shook their heads hastily.

Bo Qiao nodded coldly, and dragged Song Yuhe to the main laboratory.

The rest gasped in amazement, and the madness spread among the staff.

[One grain flies back: Boss!it turns out!Fall in love!The target is that genius young master of the Song family! 】

[Whispering: woc!Song Liuzhi? !I knew before that these two people must be tricky! !Knew it! 】

【Obio: It’s time to get it, it’s time to get it! ! ! 】

[Special Assistant Ming: Really?I do not believe! 】

[One Grain Flying Back: [Photo] [Photo] Look at this little hand!Tut tut tut! 】

[wefy: Wake up, that was Special Assistant Ming just now! 】

[One Grain Flyback retracted a message. 】

[Ming Special Assistant: Work hard, don't fish! 】

[One grain flies back: Hey, received]

At the same time, Assistant Ming had saved the two photos, zoomed in, and found that it was indeed the little pumpkin.

Assistant Ming was amazed, quickly finished his work, and secretly went downstairs to the laboratory floor, intending to see for himself what his boss looks like when he is in a relationship.

The door of the chief laboratory was tightly closed. Ming Tezhu, who had read many workplace novels, was full of yellow waste, and knocked on the door lightly: "Boss, there is a document that needs you to sign."

Soon, Bao Qiao's voice came from inside: "Come in."

Did Mint help you think so fast?

He quietly opened the door and glanced inside.

Bo Qiao was concentrating on adjusting the instrument, but the little pumpkin was nowhere to be seen.

The main laboratory contains INC's most confidential data, so Bo Qiao probably wouldn't let Song Yuhe in, not to mention that he didn't have an in-depth understanding of INC's data, even if he entered it, he would be confused and unable to understand it.

Assistant Ming looked under the table with a strange expression.

Bo Qiao lowered his head and didn't look at him. While looking at the data, he casually said, "Give me the file, is there anything else?"

Ming Te stepped forward and was about to speak when the door of the laboratory beside him was suddenly opened, and Song Yuhe happily ran over with several virtual light screens on his body: "The 53491th in the sequence N97, Give me the data! I'll let him try the bionic human target simulation!"

Bo Qiao nodded: "Well, good."

Song Yuhe found a place to sit down, and continued to look at the dense data on the light screen.

Assistant Ming: "..."

Assistant Ming was ashamed.

Mr. Bo and Little Pumpkin only think about research, but their minds are full of yellow waste. It really shouldn't be.

Assistant Ming severely reprimanded himself, and asked Bo Qiao to sign the document without any evil intentions, and left in a serious manner.

Just before closing the door, he suddenly saw the little pumpkin Song Yuhe sitting on Mr. Bo's lap with squinted eyes, hooking his neck with a smile and lowering his head.

Assistant Ming: "???"

Before Special Assistant Ming could take a closer look, the door slammed shut.

Assistant Ming: "..."

I feel like I'm missing out on tens of millions.

Song Yuhe had a headache looking at the data, and finally found a set of data that seemed to be usable among the tens of thousands of sequences, and when he was happy, he wanted to be intimate with Bo Qiao.

Before the light bulb went out, he couldn't help leaning on Bo Qiao's thigh, hooking his neck and leaning against him.

Bo Qiao took the document away, pinched the back of Song Yuhe's neck and slowly rubbed it, Song Yuhe's waist softened and lay on his shoulders, his face full of satisfaction and comfort.

Bao Qiao stroked his back and said, "At first, I thought it would take three to five years for INC to be produced, but now it may be possible to advance."

Song Yuhe lay comfortably on his shoulder, laughing non-stop.

"I was scared before." Song Yuhe said, "I'm not afraid now."

It's just that what he was afraid of was not death, but how sad Bo Qiao and Song Guanxing would be if he died.

Now, the hope of life is getting bigger and bigger, and he is getting more and more fearless.

After sending the data to him, Song Yuhe followed Bo Qiao home, Song Guanxing sent messages to Bo Qiao as usual, and more than 200 Do Not Disturb reminders had been displayed.

[Song Guanxing: Test test test test. 】

Bo Qiao didn't understand at all.

It's just that at night, when Bo Qiao came out after washing, he saw Song Yuhe lying obediently on his bed, winking at him and beckoning him to "come here quickly", and suddenly understood the "this is what Song Guanxing has been talking about". It's a test." What does that mean?

This really tested Bo Qiao's endurance.

Bo Qiao took the hair dryer without making a sound, pulled Song Yuhe out of the quilt, and hula la blew his long hair flying wildly.

Song Yuhe whispered, "I don't want to blow my hair."

Bo Qiao said, "If you fall asleep without drying your hair, you will have a headache, and..."

He just wanted to say "hair loss is easy", when he saw the palm of his hand stroking Song Yuhe's hair move down slightly, and the gap between his fingers was full of black hair.

This hair loss is not an ordinary amount of hair loss. Bo Qiao's eyes darkened, and he threw the hair into the trash can as if nothing had happened, turned the power of the hair dryer to the lowest level, and dried it carefully for a long time before finally drying it.

Song Yuhe was already about to fall asleep from boredom, when he heard the hair dryer turned off, he threw his head on the pillow and muttered, "Go to sleep."

Bo Qiao was unmoved: "Don't try to fool it, I cleaned up the room for you, go sleep there."

Song Yuhe Sapo got under the quilt like a silkworm, and refused to come out in a daze: "I won't go, I've come to your house and you still have to sleep in a separate room, how can this happen?"

Bo Qiao was about to be laughed angrily by him: "Then what do you want?"

Song Yuhe said, "Sleep together."

"and then?"

Song Yuhe lifted a gap in the quilt, and said doubtfully, "Just sleep together, what else?"

Bo Qiao: "..."

Bo Qiao has been scolding Song Guanxing for being dirty, but now compared with Song Yuhe, he is quite dirty too.

He sighed and could only nod his head.

Song Yuhe rolled his eyes happily, and patted the bed: "Then come in."

Bo Qiao turned off the light, lifted the quilt and lay down.

As soon as he lay down, Song Yuhe's limbs wrapped around him, hugging him tightly like an octopus, his cheek pressed against Bao Qiao's shoulder, squinting his eyes and said, "You are so warm."

Patients with Hera's disease often have cold hands and feet, and their body temperature is much lower than ordinary people. They hug Bao Qiao tightly, feeling like hugging a heater.

Bo Qiao felt his hands and feet were cold, sighed silently, and let him hug her.

"This is a test." Bo Qiao said to herself.

Song Guanxing still persevered in sending Bo Qiao's newsletter: 【This is a test. 】

——But all of them were blocked by Do Not Disturb.

That night, Bo Qiao and Song Guanxing suffered from insomnia again, only Song Yuhe slept soundly.

Song Yuhe stayed in Pucun for another two days, collecting all the data he needed, and finally it was Saturday.

Bo Qiao had prepared gifts in advance, and he was inexplicably nervous. He set the car to drive automatically, and frowned all the way, worrying if he was inappropriate.

Song Yuhe, who sat in the co-pilot, was very relaxed. He propped his chin and asked Bo Qiao: "Sir, do you think my parents will like you?"

Bo Qiao choked.

The ghost knows that he was thinking about it for a long time just now, and really wanted to ask Song Yuhe, "Do you think my parents will like you?" Unexpectedly, Song Yuhe didn't follow the common sense and asked him directly.

Bo Qiao said helplessly: "I don't know your parents' temperament very well, what do you think?"

"My dad should like you very much." Song Yuhe reckoned, "My mother may not be sure, anyway, my brother hates you very much."

Bo Qiao let out a sigh of relief. He was already nervous, but being disturbed by Song Yuhe made him even more nervous.

Time passed quickly along the way, and before Bao Qiao had time to calm down, the car stopped at the familiar Rose Manor.

Song Yuhe got out of the car first, bent down and smiled at him: "Come out quickly."

Bo Qiao thought that hiding was not a problem, anyway, I will see you one day, took a deep breath and finally got out of the car.

Song Guanxing stood at the door to meet them, and saw that Bo Qiao was tidying up like a dog, he hummed with a smile on his face: "Oh, here we come, brother and sister."

Bo Qiao: "..."

Bo Qiao didn't bother to talk to him, and went into the house with Song Yuhe, carrying a gift from a thousand choices.

Song Yan knew about Song Yuhe's Hera's disease and dual personality, so he accepted it smoothly, but Xiang Jiu, who didn't know anything, might have had a hard time.

Song Yan saw Bo Qiao approaching, and smiled faintly: "Here we are."

When Bo Qiao saw Song Yan, he felt inexplicably as if he was attending some kind of business banquet, and the tension in his chest suddenly eased.

Song Guanxing sneered with a lollipop in his mouth the whole time. He knew his father was unreliable, and he thought it must be good for Xiao Zhi to like him, but Xiang Jiu was different.

The child Xiang Jiu had been looking forward to for so long was finally coming back, but he was abducted by a stinky man within half a year. No matter how good-tempered Xiang Jiu was, he would definitely be angry.

Song Guanxing waited to see Bo Qiao deflated in front of Xiang Jiu.

Song Yuhe had already happily called Xiang Jiu in the rose garden, and after a while, Xiang Jiu came over gently and gracefully with a small basket of flowers, staring at Song Yuhe with a gentle light in his eyes at any time.

Bo Qiao also knew that Xiang Jiu was easily stimulated, so he raised his heart unconsciously.

Song Yuhe pulled Bo Qiao up to Xiang Jiu, and introduced obediently: "Mom, this is Bao Qiao."

Xiang Jiu smiled and said, "Bo Qiao, of course I know him."

Song Yuhe didn't give Bo Qiao any time to prepare, and said directly and openly: "He was my friend before, but now he is my boyfriend."

Xiang Jiu was slightly taken aback.

Bo Qiao also tried his best to show a gentle smile, and looked at Xiang Jiu with a sad heart. His eardrums buzzed, and he was so nervous that he could even hear his own heartbeat.

This was the first time Bo Qiao was so nervous in his life.

Xiang Jiu was silent for three seconds, but it seemed like three years to Bo Qiao, he held his breath tightly, almost suffocating.

But in the next second, Xiang Jiu's beautiful eyes slightly bent, and said softly: "Xiaozhi's boyfriend, that's so nice, I'll make rose cake for you later."

Song Yuhe smiled and said, "Okay!"

Not only Song Guanxing was stunned, but Bo Qiao was also shocked for a moment.

He imagined Xiang Jiu's countless reactions when he found out about his relationship with Song Yuhe, but he never imagined that she would accept it so calmly and with such a gentle attitude.

Bo Qiao was half a beat too late before he hurriedly said, "Yes, thank you."

Xiang Jiu smiled at him, beckoned him to sit down, and went into the kitchen with a small basket.

Bo Qiao still felt a little unreal. He had prepared himself for so long, but it was useless at all.

Bo Qiao passed the difficulty smoothly, but Song Guanxing was about to roll his eyes in anger, he followed to the kitchen with a stinky face, and said reluctantly, "Mom, he kidnapped Xiao Zhi."

The implication is: "Aren't you going to embarrass him any more?"

Although Song Guanxing knew that the two of them had already come to fruition, he was still unwilling to see Bo Qiao go so smoothly and took his younger brother away. He couldn't control Song Yuhe, and originally hoped that Xiang Jiu would make things difficult for Bo Qiao, but who knew it would be like this let him pass.

Xiang Jiu washed the roses, with a smile on her lips, and said softly, "Where did he abduct Xiao Zhi?"

Song Guanxing sullenly stepped forward to help Xiang Jiu wash the roses, and said unhappily, "Xiaozhi is still planning to marry him."

"That's a good thing." Xiang Jiu said, "It seems that Xiao Zhi really likes him."

Song Guanxing whispered: "I like it, but..."

"Xiaozhi has only been back for a few months." Xiang Jiu said seriously, "According to what you said before, he also came back from Mofenfen for half a year, and he fell in love with someone in such a short period of time. Qiao was good to him."

Song Guanxing was taken aback.

No matter how much he hates Bo Qiao, he has to admit that Bo Qiao is really good to Song Yuhe.

"The only name of a good friend that Xiao Zhi mentioned to me is Bo Qiao." Xiang Jiu lowered her eyes, watching her white fingers swipe through the water full of petals, a touch of tenderness flashed in her eyes, "Bo Qiao will definitely love him." Very important."

Her child has been living outside for so many years, and she has not been able to give him all the love, so she is extra tolerant to those who have given Song Yuhe kindness and love, even with a kind of guilt-like gratitude.

Thank him for giving Song Yuhe so much warmth when he was alone.

So what Xiao Zhi likes, she likes it.

Song Guanxing couldn't love the house and Wu like Xiang Jiu, so he groaned, but he didn't argue any more to embarrass Bao Qiao.

Bo Qiao, who passed the "test" without a trace, breathed a sigh of relief, and sat on the sofa to chat with Song Yan.

Song Yuhe was restless, feeling that the relationship between the two would be closer after meeting his parents, so he hooked up with Bao Qiao in front of his father.

Song Yan: "..."

I can finally understand why Song Guanxing has been bombed so hard these days.