It's too hard for a green tea man to match him

After leaving the cafeteria, the sky suddenly became gloomy.

Liu He looked up and exclaimed in surprise: "There are dark clouds, will it rain tomorrow!"

If it rains, military training will be exempted.

"The weather forecast says there will be no rain." Meng Pingjiang ruthlessly smashed his fantasy.

"Ah?" Liu He looked disappointed, folded his hands together and bowed to the sky, "God, take pity on us, let it rain!"

Meng Pingjiang comforted him again: "But the weather forecast is sometimes inaccurate."

"It must rain!" Liu He had had enough of roasting under the scorching sun.

It doesn't matter if it doesn't rain, at least it should be cloudy.

"Look at the clouds, it might rain." Lu Gao said abruptly, his voice was unexpectedly clear.

He had always been a lone ranger before, and he had no communication with anyone in the same dormitory. Except for the name "Lu Gao" and his major, he didn't know anything else.

"That," Liu He scratched his head and said with a silly smile, "Really? Let me borrow your good words."

Lu Gao didn't return, and stood beside Yu Qiu expressionlessly, taking out his mobile phone to fiddle with it.

The phone in his trouser pocket vibrated.

A smile flashed across Yu Qiu's eyes, but he pretended not to know.

Lu Gao: "..."

Walking to the dormitory building, Yu Qiu said: "You go up first, I will get something."

Meng Pingjiang and Liu He went straight up the stairs without asking any questions, but Lu Gao didn't move, just guarding outside the dormitory door with arms folded.

"Lu Gao, let's go." Liu He shouted.

Meng Pingjiang winked and gave him a tug: "Let's go first."

"Oh." Liu He realized it later, took a few steps up the stairs, and said in a low voice, "Why does Lu Gao feel so weird?"

Meng Pingjiang didn't want to speak ill of people, so he thought about it: "Maybe it's because you are shy?"

"It's not impossible." Liu He easily accepted this setting.

Downstairs, Yu Qiu took out a box. It looked ordinary, and it was impossible to tell what was inside.

Holding the box in his hands, he walked up to Lu Gao and asked softly, "Do you have anything to do with me?"

The cold, venomous designer Lu still has such a young and immature time.

The sky is getting darker and the wind is picking up.

Lu Gao pointed to the corner and said coldly, "Go over there."

Yu Qiu is good at what he does.

The two stood at the corner of the dormitory hall. There was no one here, so it was convenient to communicate.

Lu Gao took out his mobile phone, edited the text again, and clicked send.

Yu Qiuku's pocket shook again.

This time Lu Gao heard it, and he stared at Yu Qiu's trouser pocket with obvious meaning.

Yu Qiu couldn't continue to pretend, so he clicked on WeChat in front of him, and there were two new messages.

[Gao Dashuai: It's you. 】

[Gao Dashuai: Wu Huohuo. 】

Yu Qiu suddenly widened his eyes.

He grabbed his phone, looked at Lu Gao, then looked at WeChat, and it took him a while to realize that his clear pupils were full of surprises.

"You, you are tall and handsome!"

Mengli has been in the entertainment industry for several years, but he is very good at acting.

Lu Gao frowned slightly.

He looked at Yu Qiu calmly. The handsome and gentle young man in front of him was very different from the image of the big killer in the game.

However, this appearance does fit the personality of an exquisite boy.

Yu Qiu said with a happy face: "We are really destined, not only in the same school and major, but also in the same dormitory!"

Yu Qiu's tone was full of genuine joy, and Lu Gao's heart sank a lot.

He was able to chat so happily with Yu Qiu online, firstly because cyberspace can avoid strange looks, secondly because Yu Qiu likes him, and thirdly because Yu Qiu is the same as him.

A large part of the reason for being indifferent in the dormitory is to avoid suspicion.

He likes boys, so he shouldn't get too close to straight men. If his sexuality is discovered after the relationship is good, it may end in an unhappy ending.

It would be better not to provoke others in the first place.

But now with Yu Qiu and familiar people, there is no need to be so tense.

Last night, I was shy, but I was timid because of my closeness to the hometown. I faced the foundation without any preparation, and I was a little at a loss.

He nodded: "It's really a coincidence."

Yu Qiu asked him, "Why didn't you contact me when you came to Huajing?"

"I'm busy at the beginning of school, so don't worry about it." Lu Gao said coolly.

"I live in Huajing, and it's my duty to be a landlord." Yu Qiu frowned, "From now on, we can make appointments anytime and anywhere."

Lu Gao put his hands in his pockets, his face was cold, but his brows and eyes were filled with gentleness.

"Ah."

The two returned to the dormitory together, and Liu He sat on a chair with arms crossed and interrogated, "What's going on?"

Yu Qiu replied with a smile: "Last night, Lu Gao found out that I was a netizen in his game, so he asked me in private."

"Really?" Liu He stood up abruptly, ignoring the knock over the chair, "This is too coincidental!"

Meng Pingjiang was also very surprised: "What a coincidence."

He thought that he and Yu Qiu were destined enough.

"I'm going to take a shower first." Yu Qiu sweated all day, his body was sticky and uncomfortable, he put the box on the table, and took the pajamas into the bathroom.

Liu He still wanted to ask more questions, but Lu Gao was indifferent when Yu Qiu took a bath, so he had to stop thinking and turned to preview the textbook.

Meng Pingjiang, as always, went out for training.

Just as Yu Qiu came out of the shower, it suddenly started to rain heavily outside. The gusty wind swept the shower into the balcony. Liu He hurried out to collect his clothes and closed the balcony door as quickly as possible.

"It's really raining! Hahahaha!"

The freshmen in the same dormitory building and the dormitory building next door all cheered loudly.

"Did Pingjiang bring an umbrella?" Yu Qiu asked suddenly, wiping his hair.

"I didn't pay attention when he went out." Liu He replied.

Lu Gao: "He didn't bring it."

Liu He quickly picked up his phone, "I'll give him a call."

But didn't get through.

"If it's raining so heavily, you might get sick if you really get wet," Liu He said worriedly, "but his cell phone can't get through, and we don't know where to send the umbrella."

"I'll go find him."

Yu Qiu threw down the towel and took two umbrellas.Meng Pingjiang mentioned it to him before, so he went to look for it.

"You just took a shower, and the rain is too heavy, don't get dirty again, let me go." Liu He advised him, "Just tell me where he is."

Yu Qiu said decisively: "Together."

"That's fine." Liu He didn't refuse any more, and the two of them somehow had a support.

Wearing sandals and slippers, they left the dormitory together. Just as they were about to close the door, they saw Lu Gao quietly following behind them, also holding an umbrella.

Liu He was stunned for a moment, then laughed, and patted Lu Gao on the shoulder: "That's enough loyalty!"

Lu Gao avoided it quickly.

Liu He didn't care, and went downstairs cheerfully.

The sky is dark and oppressive, like a heavy hood, which makes people breathless.

The wind was so violent that it nearly toppled the ribs of the umbrella.

The water on the road covered the back of their feet, and the three tried their best to wade through the water, holding their umbrellas.

"Yu Qiu, where are you going!" Liu He asked loudly.

"Go to the library first!"

The rumbling thunder shook the ground, huge raindrops hit the umbrella surface, and the air was filled with the smell of damp soil.

It was getting dark, and the water was over my ankles.

There is a relatively narrow aisle on the side of the library. There are no people at ordinary times, let alone at night. Meng Pingjiang usually receives video training there.

But there is no shelter from the rain in the aisle, so he should not be in the aisle now.

Along the way, Yu Qiu and the others had been watching the passers-by, but they didn't see Meng Pingjiang.

Since he didn't go back to the dormitory, he must still be near the library.

Meng Pingjiang didn't bring his student card, so he couldn't enter the library. There was no shelter from the rain around the library, so he had to choose the nearest corridor.

They guessed right.

When the three of them arrived, Meng Pingjiang was squatting under the eaves of the library corridor, his hair was wet and limply stuck to his forehead, and he was in a state of embarrassment, like a stray dog ​​with nowhere to go.

Seeing the three of Yu Qiu, he froze in place, unable to recover for a long while.

"Going back." Yu Qiu looked soft and handed him the umbrella.

Meng Pingjiang stood up slowly, with sand in his eyes.

"thanks……"

Liu Hehao waved his hands and said, "You're welcome, it's raining too much, let's go back!"

Meng Pingjiang opened the umbrella, lowered his head and sniffed his nose, and explained in a low voice: "My mobile phone was flooded and turned off suddenly. I couldn't find any classmates I knew. I wanted to wait for the rain to calm down...Ah-"

"Well, I have time to repair it tomorrow." Yu Qiu walked hard against the wind and rain, "Go back and take a hot bath, don't catch a cold."

"You got dirty after taking a shower, you wash first." Meng Pingjiang felt very sorry.

Yu Qiu was wearing short-sleeved shorts, and almost all of his legs were splashed wet, so he just had to rush casually, so he declined, "I'm fine—hiss—"

Sudden pain, he raised his left foot reflexively, and looked down.

There was a little-finger-long wound on the outside of the foot, and blood was gurgling, and the blood dripped into the stagnant water, blurring a bright red.

He couldn't bear the pain at all, and his face turned pale instantly.

Even at this time, he still did not forget to remind: "There may be hard objects in the water, so be careful."

"You're injured!" Meng Pingjiang didn't even hold his umbrella, and held his arm anxiously, "I'll take you to the school hospital!"

"The school hospital is closed." Liu He's eyes fell on Yu Qiu's wound, and he frowned worriedly.

Lu Gao also frowned.

Although there is no need to make a fuss about a boy getting hurt, it is very different when it comes to Yu Qiu.

When meeting Yu Qiu for the first time, Liu He thought he was a delicate boy with thin skin and tender flesh, and he didn't care much about it.

But after getting along, he found that Yu Qiu is not only good-looking, but also has a great personality. He is very polite in dealing with people and can take care of everyone's mood. Moreover, he never shouts tired during military training. Beautiful, even the internal affairs are full marks.

He blamed himself for judging people by appearance, and really wanted to make this friend.

At this time, Yu Qiu's feet were bleeding, and except for the hiss of pain at the beginning, he was holding back everything behind him.

He was born white, especially his feet, which had not seen the sun all year round, and were set off by bright blood, making them even more shockingly white.

Her normally pale pink lips also lost their color.

Liu He used to look down on delicate boys. If the wound was on his foot, at most he would go back and wash it off, put on a band-aid and finish the job.

But at this moment, no one knows how deep the wound is and whether it will be infected.

He handed the umbrella to Meng Pingjiang, turned his back to Yu Qiu and said, "I'll carry you to the school gate, let's take a taxi to the hospital!"

It was windy and rainy, so even if Yu Qiu wanted to jump on one foot, it was unrealistic. The wound was soaked in stagnant water, and he was afraid of infection. For the current plan, he could only do as Liu He said.

The four rushed to the school gate together again, and after waiting for a while, none of the cars arrived.

The school was already far away, so it was inconvenient to take a taxi. Coupled with the bad weather, the possibility of getting a taxi was extremely slim.

Meng Pingjiang felt so guilty, if it wasn't for looking for him, Yu Qiu wouldn't have been hurt.

The wound was still oozing blood, and it looked like it was not shallow.

His eyes were red with anxiety, and he went to the doctor in a hurry: "Yu Qiu, my mobile phone can't be used, do you want to contact President Si?"

The stinging pain of the wound made Yu Qiu's whole body weak. He remembered the pain of his disabled legs in the dream again, and his voice trembled.

"No, he's too far away."

Meng Pingjiang hurriedly asked again: "What about Mr. Shen?"

All the raindrops fell on him, and he had become a drowned chicken, but he firmly held the umbrella for Yu Qiu and Liu He, his eyes were full of worry and guilt.

Yu Qiu felt uncomfortable lying on his stomach, got off Liu He's back, stood on one foot, took out his cell phone, and dialed Shen Mingdeng's number.

After three beeps, the phone was connected, and the man's deep voice came, which was especially reassuring in the storm.

"received?"

Yu Qiu reacted, "Got it."

"I don't know what brand you like, so I picked a few with good reviews."

Yu Qiu didn't know what he gave, but when he heard his voice, all the fear and insecurity in his heart disappeared.

He squeezed the phone tightly, his voice was pale and weak: "Brother Shen, I'm hurt, can you come pick me up?"

Injured people are very vulnerable emotionally. Yu Qiu didn't think there was anything wrong with his tone of voice, but Shen Mingdeng could hear a little helplessness and unconscious coquettishness, like a weak stray cat begging for the love of kind people. Take in.

The eyebrows that had just been furrowed loosened again.

No panic, indicating that the injury is not too serious.

He was driving, not far from the school, turned around decisively, and drove towards the school gate.

In just 10 minutes, they saw Yu Qiu and the others.

The young man held an umbrella and raised one foot.

Through the heavy rain, Shen Mingdeng could see the wound on his foot, the blood stained the entire side of the foot, like a snow-white satin floor, falling into patches of beauty.

He reached out to open the co-pilot, "Get in the car."

Then he said to the other three people: "Thank you for taking care of Yu Qiu, you go back to the dormitory first, and I will take him to the hospital."

Meng Pingjiang recognized him, so naturally he had no objection.

Lu Gao tilted his head and looked at him, but said nothing.

Only Liu He was a little sluggish, waved his hand foolishly, and waited for the car to drive a long way before he said in surprise: "Damn, that car is so expensive!"

Not only was the car luxurious, but the man's aura just now was too strong. Although his tone was very gentle, it made people dare not look directly at him.

It's raining harder.

Yu Qiu was a little wet and bleeding again. When he first touched the air-conditioning in the car, he shivered suddenly and sneezed several times.

Shen Mingdeng turned off the air conditioner, handed over a tissue, "Wipe off the water."

Yu Qiu stretched out his hand to pick it up, but when his finger touched Shen Mingdeng's, it was like cold jade hitting a stove, and he quickly retracted in shock.

"It's so cold." Shen Mingdeng's voice was a little heavy, "How did you do it?"

"The stagnant water is deep, and I accidentally paddled it." Yu Qiu wiped the dirty water on his legs, resisting the tingling pain on his feet, his eyes curved, "Thank you, brother Shen."

Shen Mingdeng glanced at his pajamas, and frowned slightly: "After taking a shower, why did you come out again?"

"It's raining, Pingjiang didn't bring an umbrella, go pick him up."

Shen Mingdeng said in a cold voice: "Three people take it?"

Yu Qiu hung his head and said nothing.

Her hair, which is usually fresh and clean, is now lying limply on the top of her head, pitifully.

Shen Mingdeng held back his questioning words.

Yu Qiu sneezed a few more times.

"There are clothes in the back seat, covered."

Yu Qiu obediently turned around to reach for the suit jacket on the back seat, but due to carelessness, his left foot hit the side fender and hissed in pain.

The wound that was about to coagulate began to ooze blood again.

Shen Mingdengying frowned: "Why are you so careless?"

He happened to run into a red light, so he stopped the car, quickly got his clothes, and covered Yu Qiu's body, regardless of whether the coat would be soiled or not.

After a while, Yu Qiu got a little hot, so he lifted his coat to let in some air.

"Covered." In an unquestionable tone.

Yu Qiu whispered back: "Hot."

"Better than catching a cold."

Yu Qiu: "..."

He silently put back his coat, not daring to provoke Shen Mingdeng, who looked serious.

Taking him to the hospital in such heavy rain must have delayed things.

There is a faint fragrance on the coat, not perfume, but the smell of dry cleaning agent.

He grabbed his coat, turned his head to look at the rain stream outside the window, and slowly raised the corners of his mouth.

It smells pretty good.

There was a private clinic closest to the school. Shen Mingdeng navigated there, parked the car, and opened the door for Yu Qiu with an umbrella.

The black umbrella is so big that it can cover two people.

Yu Qiu was wearing slippers, jumping forward with one foot, and the slippers slapped on the ground.

If you are not careful, your head will hit the hard umbrella bone.

Shen Mingdeng handed him the umbrella: "Take it."

Yu Qiu subconsciously took it, but before she could react, she saw him bowing his back to her. Under the cold rain, his broad back looked extraordinarily solid and heavy.

"Come up."

Yu Qiu lay on the ground in a daze, and in the next second, a pair of powerful arms passed through the bends of his legs, carrying him firmly and steadily on his back.

Holding the umbrella in both hands, he was dazed for a while, and at an extremely slow speed, he leaned his face against the man's shoulder and neck.

For some reason, the eye sockets are a little sour.

In the consulting room, the doctor carefully debrided the wound, applied medicine, and bandaged it. Jing instructed: "Don't touch the water for three days."

Yu Qiu asked: "Then can I still participate in military training?"

"better not."

"Thank you doctor."

Yu Qiu got up and started hopping again, Shen Mingdeng's eyes hurt from shaking his fair legs.

He stopped Yu Qiu.

"Come up."

Yu Qiu's eyes were bright, and he obediently lay down on the ground.

"Don't go back to the dormitory tonight." The man's voice was deep and domineering.

Yu Qiu buried her face in the crescent of his neck, and couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips.

"Ah."

"Go back and ask the counselor for leave, don't go to military training, and recuperate at home these few days."

"Family?"

"There is Aunt Wang at home, who is usually taken care of, so tell her what you want to eat."

"No." Yu Qiu raised her face suddenly, her voice hoarse, "Don't tell Aunt Xiang, I don't want her to worry."

"The dormitory is inconvenient." Shen Mingdeng frowned.

Yu Qiu pursed her lips, pretending to be wronged: "You don't like living with me so much?"

Shen Mingdeng: "..."

He walks out of the clinic.

"what ever."

Back in the car, after the injury on his foot was treated, Yu Qiu was free to focus on other things.

"You still keep this."

Under the windshield, the little pink lamb was still lying on the ground, its big black eyes glowing warmly and innocently.

"Ah."

"Did I delay your work?"

"No."

The man's face was cold and solemn, and Yu Qiu blinked, dispelling the enthusiasm for chatting.

He lowered his head, and asked Liu He via WeChat: [My wound is healed, have you guys gone back yet? 】

Liu He replied in seconds: [That's good!We are all back.what did the doctor say? 】

Yu Qiu typed slowly: [It's nothing, but I can't continue the military training. I won't go back to the dormitory for a few days. 】

[Liu He: No problem.take a good rest! 】

[Yu Qiu: There is a box on my desk, please open it for me and see what's inside. 】

After a while, Liu He sent a photo: 【I don't understand what it is either. [dog head]]

Yu Qiu zoomed in with two fingers, and when he saw the logo, he couldn't help but secretly smiled.

He clutched his phone, his voice full of joy: "Thank you for the sunscreen."

Shen Mingdeng looked ahead, his face was tense, and he replied stiffly: "You're welcome, it won't be needed anyway."

"..."

This is awkward?

Shen Mingdeng, who has always been calm and calm, still has moments of awkward mood?

It seemed that the high and mighty male god was suddenly tainted with fireworks.

Kind of cute.

Yu Qiu's voice was sweet: "It can be used without military training, and it has a long shelf life, so it can continue to be used next summer."

"..."

Shen Mingdeng didn't hold back, sighed secretly, and asked helplessly, "Why did you run outside when it was raining so heavily?"

"Looking for someone." Yu Qiu was puzzled.

"Does it have to be three people?"

Yu Qiu looked at him, suddenly blessed to his heart.

Shen Mingdeng was worried about him.

Angry because of worry.

He raised his hand and pinched his earlobe to cover his unconsciously upturned lips, and smiled like a little fox who stole a fish, but he answered obediently:

"Only I may know where he is."

"Can't call and ask?" Ever since he received Yu Qiu's call for help, Shen Mingdeng's heart has never calmed down.

"His mobile phone is broken and can't get through." Yu Qiu sighed slightly, "His mobile phone has been used for several years, and he has never been willing to change it. But he signed a contract with Brother Ting, and the company should provide him with a new mobile phone."

Shen Mingdeng: "..."

Neither up nor down in one breath.

The car quickly arrived at the community.

It was Shen Mingdeng who carried him in again.

One is born, the second is cooked.

The third time Yu Qiu didn't need an umbrella, her arms were loosely wrapped around the man's neck, her chin rested on her broad shoulders, and she tilted her head to look at Shen Mingdeng's profile.

The more you look the better.

The two entered the elevator, and the lights in the car were dimmed. The small space and the heat of close contact inevitably created an indescribable ambiguity.

Yu Qiu's gaze deepened, he suddenly laughed, and asked without beginning or end: "Brother Shen, is 35 the dividing line or the end?"

A light breath fell on the man's ear, and he subconsciously tilted his head.

"what?"

"You said before that you won't talk about your partner before the age of 35," Yu Qiu's voice was soft and soft. "Do you plan to think about it after you turn 35, or don't talk about it for the rest of your life?"

The car arrives at the floor.

Shen Mingdeng stepped out of the elevator, came to the door of the house, unlocked it with his fingerprint, and entered the entrance.

Into the darkness, each other's temperature became more and more obvious.

He put down Yu Qiu, turned on the light, and his handsome eyebrows gave birth to a different kind of charm.

"If there is no suitable one, it will be a lifetime."

Yu Qiu: "..."

Some dark thoughts were suddenly extinguished.

Flopping into the room.

Shen Mingdeng watched his back, and did not enter his room until the door was closed.

He took off his glasses, tore off his tie and threw it aside, sat on the sofa, and called Si Ting.

"A rare visitor," Si Ting's surprised voice came, "Why did you think of looking for me?"

Shen Mingdeng unbuttoned his shirt with one hand, his brows and eyes were tired: "You signed Meng Pingjiang."

"Yes what's the matter?"

"What mobile phone did you give him?"

"What mobile phone?" Si Ting was confused, "I didn't give him a mobile phone."

Shen Mingdeng sneered: "When did Young Master Si become so frugal, he couldn't even part with a high-performance mobile phone."

"What's going on?" Si Ting heard something wrong, "Don't blame me, tell me clearly."

Shen Mingdeng knew that he was venting his anger, but a dark fire was inexplicably growing in his heart, he closed his eyes, tried his best to suppress it, and his voice was cold.

"As one of the shareholders, I think the studio is obliged to ensure the convenience of the contracted artist's communication and ensure that it can maintain smooth communication with the company. There are still things to do, so hang up."

On the other end, Si Ting was confused by his friend's ambiguity. After the call ended, he immediately called Meng Pingjiang, but he couldn't get through.

Thinking that Yu Qiu and Meng Pingjiang shared a dormitory, he called Yu Qiu again, but no one answered.

Si Ting was so anxious that his forehead was sweating.

Old Shen deliberately called and said some inexplicable words, something must have happened!

Yu Qiu took a shower with difficulty, moved slowly to the bed, found a missed call, and dialed it back.

"Xiaoqiu, why can't Xiaomeng get through on the phone?" Si Ting hurriedly asked as soon as the call was connected.

"Something went wrong and the phone crashed. Are you in a hurry to find him? How about I help you contact your roommate and tell him?"

Yu Qiu lay down on the bed, with his injured foot resting outside, shaking.

"Ah, that's not true. I'll have someone give him a new phone tomorrow." Si Ting asked again, "Do you know what happened to Old Shen?"

"Brother Shen?" Yu Qiu sat up straight.

"He called me just now and gave me a hard time, implying that I was irresponsible. I'm still in a daze." Si Ting said gloomily.

Yu Qiu raised his eyebrows, the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising, suppressing the smile in his throat, and asked softly, "What exactly did he say?"

Si Ting said it aggrievedly, and thought he would get empathetic comfort, but he heard Yu Qiu say:

"Brother Shen is right. Ping Jiang is a contracted artist of your company, but his mobile phone is a model from a few years ago. He bought it second-hand at that time, and it has been stuck for a long time."

If you talk about the treatment in the studio, you will lose your share.

Si Ting heard his subtext, and suddenly blamed himself: "The studio has just opened, and there are too many and complicated things, I didn't think carefully. But what does this matter have to do with Lao Shen?"

Yu Qiu smiled: "He has been striving for perfection in his work, is there any problem?"

Si Ting: "..."

Is there really no problem?

Yu Qiu hung up the phone, threw the phone aside, and looked out the window, countless neon lights gathered in his eyes like sparks, quiet and magnificent.

The tiresome rain suddenly became lovely.

cute and...

By the way, did Shen Mingdeng miss dinner?

When he called, Shen Mingdeng was on his way home from get off work, so he hasn't eaten yet, has he?

Yu Qiu got up immediately, put on the slippers, but felt that the slippers were inconvenient, so she simply walked out of the room barefoot, with one deep step and one shallow step.

The left foot was injured on the outside, and he tried to use the inside to use the ground to borrow strength, walking like a limp.

When he came to the door of Shen Mingdeng's room, he knocked.

"What's the matter?" The man's deep voice could not hear the emotion.

Yu Qiu lowered her eyes and asked, "Have you eaten yet?"

The floor was a little cold, and my toes curled up slightly.

The door of the room was suddenly opened. Shen Mingdeng was wearing a bathrobe, his hair was dripping with water, and his piercing eyebrows softened slightly under the steam, but they sank again when they touched Yu Qiu's bare feet.

"Why are you barefoot?"

When the man spoke, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and the remaining drops of water slipped down, protruding towards his sexy collarbone, and sinking into his chest concealed by his collar.

Yu Qiu pursed her lips and looked away.

"The slippers are very noisy, I'm afraid they will disturb you."

He lowered his head and looked obedient, even the hair on the top of his head was neat and cute.

Shen Mingdeng looked at him, somehow, the dark fire in his heart suddenly disappeared.

He reached out and stroked the young man's head: "Don't make a noise, go back and put on your shoes."

Yu Qiu: "Oh."

Shen Mingden paused, and added: "You don't have to be so formal at home."

"So did you eat tonight?"

Yu Qiu raised his head with a smile. Under the fluffy hair, his light brown eyes seemed to be washed by rain, especially clear and clear.

Shen Mingdeng's heart felt weak: "I didn't eat."

"Do you want……"

"No, I'm not hungry."

Both were stunned.

This feeling is very strange, like an old husband and wife who have a tacit understanding, and they understand each other without finishing their words.

Shen Mingdeng was the first to come back to his senses, his smile subsided: "Go and rest, don't worry about me."

"Okay." Yu Qiu agreed, but stood still.

"Anything else?"

Yu Qiu put his hand on the door frame: "My leg is numb."

Now he can't use one foot, and the other foot is numb, and he can't move at all.

Shen Mingdeng: "The right side?"

"Well, it's okay, just take a break..."

The voice disappeared in Shen Mingdeng's movements.

Yu Qiu stared wide-eyed, watching Shen Mingdeng squat down, pressing his fingertips on his calf, intending to massage him to relieve the numbness.

He dodged subconsciously, but his feet were weak, and he couldn't hold on any longer, and he fell down.

Shen Mingdeng's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, he got up and grabbed his arm, protecting him into his arms.

"boom!"

—This is the sound of the door knocking against the door stopper.

"Bang, bang, bang."

——This is Yu Qiu's heartbeat after panic, which is clear and distinct through the thin clothes.

His face was directly buried in Shen Mingdeng's neckline, against the warm skin, and the tip of his nose lingered with a light smell, like pine and cypress, like green bamboo, without any exaggerated fragrance or glamour, it only made people feel clear and calm, lightly restrained.

In a panic, his hands tightly gripped the bathrobe at Shen Mingdeng's waist, and he couldn't control his strength.

"Release." Shen Mingdeng's expression was complicated, his eyebrows frowned slightly.

Yu Qiu lowered her eyelashes, trying to hide her clamoring emotions.

Shen Mingdeng is a bachelor!

Rabbits don't eat grass beside their nests!

Dispel unrealistic thoughts as soon as possible!

The numbness in his legs passed, he took a few steps back resolutely, but was stunned again.

In my impression, Shen Mingdeng is either in a well-made suit or a pure black home dress, and he is wrapped in tight clothes all year round.But now, the bathrobe was loosened, and under the well-defined chest, the abdominal muscles were looming.

He blinked.

Shen Mingdeng tied on his bathrobe calmly, and asked, "Still numb?"

Yu Qiu shook his head: "I'm going back to my room."

The back of the young man left showed a bit of urgency, and there was a little sweet citrus smell in the air.

Shen Mingdeng closed the door, opened his bathrobe and looked to his waist.

A piece of it was green, and it was pulled.

Yu Qiu returned to the room, paralyzed on the bed in a pancake shape, staring blankly at the ceiling.His heart was still pounding, as if he was laughing at his unreasonable thoughts just now.

He wanted to keep his head in his head, but...it's really easy to get lost because it's so close to the water.

Do you like Shen Mingdeng?

Not really.

It's just that in his limited experience, Shen Mingdeng is the type that fascinates him the most.

No matter in terms of appearance or figure.

Now add character.

He's not Liu Xiahui, who is calm in his arms. Facing Shen Mingdeng like this, it's normal to feel a little bit emotional.

But just think about it.

In the dream, Shen Mingdeng did not have a date until he was 35 years old, and he followed the goals he set.

Such a person is more suitable for Dumei.

Yu Qiu took a deep breath, buried his face in the pillow, and kept admonishing himself.

Must keep distance.

Early the next morning, after he got up and washed, he asked the counselor for leave and limped into the living room.

There is a note on the dining table, which reads: [There are buns in the kitchen, eat them warm. 】

A smile appeared in Yu Qiu's eyes.

He speaks hard, but does things so meticulously and thoughtfully.

The buns were bought from a bun shop not far from the community. There were potato fillings and eggplant fillings, both of which were his favorite flavors.

Yu Qiu ate breakfast contentedly, and sent Shen Mingdeng a WeChat message: 【Breakfast is delicious. [呲牙]]

Shen Mingdeng didn't reply, he was probably busy.

After breakfast, Yu Qiu was a little bored. He turned on the TV and watched for a while, but was not interested, so he had to lower his head and swipe his phone.

The phone vibrated suddenly, it was from Aunt Wei: [Xiaoqiu, I want to discuss something with you.Someone came to the store yesterday and said he wanted to invite us to make some kind of film. I don't understand these things, so I want to ask you. 】

Yu Qiu frowned: [Who?Do you have a business card?What film are you going to shoot? 】

Wei Linghui sent a photo, which was a business card with name, occupation, unit and contact information written on it.

Zhao Zhi, assistant director, Shimmer Studios.

He replied to Wei Linghui: [Let me take a look first. 】

Information about studios is available online.

This low-light studio has made several documentaries, basically involving the field of humanities and history.When Yu Qiu was browsing video websites, he had a fleeting impression of several of the documentaries.

He found Weiguang Studio's Weibo, scrolled down patiently, and finally saw the associated Weibo.

[Shimmer Studio V: We are wandering in the street, the sky is split by tall buildings that go straight into the sky, the sound of the engine covers the laughter, pedestrians pass by in a hurry, the western fast food on the street is fried and sweet, the torrent of the times rolls With our dedication and determination gone, who has ever cared that in the corners of the street, there are still thousands of years of ingenuity inheritance? ]

It's quite artistic.

Yu Qiu clicked on the matching pictures, one was a craggy clay sculpture with vigorous hands, the other was a child blowing sugar.

He flipped through the other Weibo of this studio. Although the painting style is more youthful and painful, the pursuit of art is worthy of recognition.

Since you have nothing to do, why not watch a few documentaries.

When I looked at it, I saw twelve o'clock.

Just feeling a little hungry, the doorbell rang suddenly.

Who will come at this time?

He walked slowly to the door and asked.

"Is this Mr. Yu? Your order has arrived."

Yu Qiu: "I didn't order food."

"Mr. Shen ordered it, please open the door and pick it up."

Just as Yu Qiu was about to call to confirm, she received a WeChat message from Shen Mingdeng: [I ordered lunch from Yuxiangyuan for you. 】

Holding the phone, he was stunned for a few seconds before opening the door, and took the bag from the delivery guy: "Thank you."

Shen Mingdeng ordered three dishes and one soup. They were all his favorite dishes, and they were light.

Yu Qiu couldn't help laughing.

Is this the brother's duty?

He typed lightly: [Thank you Brother Shen for the lunch.cat bowing.jpg]

After a few bites, Si Ting called.

"Xiaoqiu, I changed Xiaomeng's phone to a new one, and I know what happened yesterday." He blamed himself and felt guilty, "It's true that I didn't arrange it properly and caused you to be injured. You are with Lao Shen now, right? I will visit you."

"No need, you are busy with your work, it's just a minor injury." Yu Qiu refused gently, very reasonable, "And this is just an accident, it has nothing to do with you."

"Is it convenient for you now?" Si Ting insisted, "I'll go and see you. Have you had lunch yet?"

"Convenient. Eat."

"Okay, I'll go over later."

After Yu Qiu finished eating, he burped and rubbed his swollen belly.

Oops, now that I have an injury on my foot and can't exercise, and I'm in a state of eating and waiting to die, I'm sure I'm going to gain weight.

No, he has to restrain himself.

When Si Ting came, he hugged another bunch of purple hyacinths. The color was rich, mysterious and noble, and it was really beautiful.

Yu Qiu was a little speechless.

Hyacinth can indeed express his apology, but if he sends this every time, he will get tired of watching it.

"Is your foot okay?"

Si Ting put the flowers on the coffee table, and his eyes fell on Yu Qiu's feet with a concerned expression.

"Flesh is injured, just take care of it." Yu Qiu leaned on the sofa, with his long legs casually resting on the edge, with a relaxed posture.

Seeing that he was in good condition, Si Ting breathed a sigh of relief, but the worry in his brows still did not dissipate.

He has always been high-spirited, when has he been so sluggish?

Yu Qiu propped his head and asked, "Is the studio okay?"

"It's pretty good, I signed a few potential ones." Speaking of this, Si Ting recovered a little bit of energy, " said the acting teacher,