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

After spending a few quiet days in the mountain village, the family of four returned to Huajing.

Shen Mingdeng had piled up a lot of official business to deal with, so he went to the company as soon as he got home.

Yu Qiu simply had nothing to do, so he drew a draft in the embroidery room.

He painted a little girl in a bamboo forest.

The little girl wore two braids, disheveled and untidy, her hair reflected a gilt-like luster, her round eyes were slightly bent, and extreme joy burst out from inside. She was wearing a shabby gray padded jacket, with hands Holding a winter bamboo shoot.The sun slanted from behind her, coating it with a bright layer.

Yu Qiu asked the villagers about the little girl through Xiang Yan.

She is a left-behind child. Her father is disabled due to injury, and her mother works outside. The family's source of livelihood depends on her mother's meager salary.

There are many other children like this.

Yu Qiu looked down at the drawing, and the pen was a little heavy.

This painting was painted until dark.

Shen Mingdeng had to work overtime at night, so Yu Qiu casually ordered some noodles to fill his stomach. After taking a walk to digest food, he continued to draw, until the hour hand pointed to nine, and then got up rubbing his shoulders and neck.

After doing yoga for a while and taking a shower, I suddenly heard the sound of the door opening.

came back!

Only the soft yellow wall lamp was left in the room, he got into bed, closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

The door was gently opened, and the faint fragrance of the man's body sneaked in, and the soles of the shoes slid across the floor, making a slight sound.

Shen Mingdeng stood beside the bed for a while, then lightly packed his pajamas, and went to the bathroom of the guest bedroom.

Yu Qiu opened his eyes, half of his face was covered by the quilt, his eyelashes blinked slightly, and the corners of his lips curled up.

He secretly picked up his phone and read links to some novels that Lu Gao had sent him before. The meat in them was tender and delicious.

Footsteps came from outside the door.

He immediately put down his phone and returned to his original state, his heart beating extremely fast.

The man sat down with a trace of moisture, lay down gently, and reached out to turn off the light.

The dark night is extraordinarily quiet, and the scorching heat breeds in the secret.

Little by little, Yu Qiu's hand approached Shen Mingdeng slowly, and the moment he touched it, he was violently imprisoned by the other party, and a man's short smile came from his ear.

"Don't pretend?"

"I didn't pretend." He retracted deliberately angrily.

Shen Mingdeng turned over and pulled him into his arms, "It's my fault, I woke you up."

"Then..." Yu Qiu rolled his eyes slyly, "Should we still sleep in separate rooms?"

The man pinched the soft flesh on the back of his neck, pretending not to hear, "What?"

"Min...um."

In the rich darkness, the passion that had been suppressed for a long time became more and more unscrupulous.

"You have to go to work tomorrow..."

"No more."

"I'm a little scared."

Snapped.

The wall lamp is on.

"Are you still afraid?"

Yu Qiu's eyes were full of mist, and the ends of the eyes seemed to have overturned the rouge, and the blushes were adorned on the fair skin, like suet jade with powder in it, it was unbelievably beautiful.

It was even more embarrassing when the lights came on.

He turned his face away and said softly: "You bully people."

Shen Mingdeng stared at him deeply, with blue veins on his forehead, red eyes, but his voice was extremely gentle.

"I won't bully you."

The lights went out again.

Yu Qiu was bullied to bits and pieces, tears slipping down her temples.

I really believe in your evil!

The thick ink-like night dissipated, the sky was bright, and the sun frivolously penetrated into the gaps in the curtains, trying to wake up the sleeping people.

Yu Qiu was woken up by the notification sound of the mobile phone.

He subconsciously turned over to reach, and could not help but "hiss", completely awake.

The flexibility of the body that he is proud of, suffered a crushing defeat last night.

Lying on the bed, Yu Qiu took a deep breath and was relieved for a moment. Just as he was going to get his cell phone, the door opened.

The man was wearing light gray home clothes, holding a glass of warm water, his eyes were completely different, and he was in high spirits. When he met Yu Qiu's eyes, he couldn't stop smiling.

"I guess you're about to wake up. Come in and have a look. I've made some honey water, do you want to drink some?"

"Yes." Yu Qiu's voice was hoarse, with a little laziness after tiredness.

Shen Mingdeng hugged him and sat up, and handed him the cup with a straw in it, very considerate.

Yu Qiu drank a few sips, and his throat moistened a lot, before he asked, "Didn't you go to work?"

"It's not like the company can't do without me."

"It's not that I can't leave you." Yu Qiu turned her face away and said arrogantly, "I'm fine."

Shen Mingdeng rubbed the top of his hair, with a smile in his throat: "Well, I can't leave you, not even for a moment."

"..."

Can't compare!

"I'm hungry." Yu Qiu made a gesture to get out of bed.

Shen Mingdeng: "I'll bring it here."

Yu Qiu pulled him back, "It's not that I can't take care of myself, I'll wash up first, and then eat after washing."

Sour and soft for a while.

Shen Mingdeng watched him walk into the bathroom without any abnormality, his heart was slightly relaxed, but his brows were furrowed again.

He has read the posts on the Internet.

Generally speaking, the performance of the receiving party is divided into two situations, either because the subject's technology is too good, or because the subject is not working hard enough.

He should be... the former, right?

In the bathroom, Yu Qiu rinsed his mouth, and the images of last night kept flashing in his mind.The man's utmost patience and carefulness made his heart warm.

The young man in the mirror had spring in his eyebrows and couldn't help laughing.

After washing up and walking out of the bathroom, Shen Mingdeng was still waiting in the room. Seeing him coming out, he asked, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"Yes." Yu Qiu said lazily.

"Where?" The man looked worried, "I have prepared ointment."

Yu Qiu opened his arms and said with a smile: "The legs are weak, and I can't walk."

Shen Mingdeng was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized.

He walked over, gently picked up the young man, came to the dining room, and put him on a chair. The chair was covered with a layer of soft cushions, and he sat on it without any discomfort.

Yu Qiu vividly interpreted what it means to "open your mouth when you come to eat".

He nestled in the chair, enjoying his boyfriend's careful feeding. The sunlight caressed the window lattice and sprinkled on his face, which was warm and quiet.

After breakfast, Shen Mingdeng still didn't go to work, and stayed at home with Yu Qiu. He leaned on the sofa, and Yu Qiu lay on his lap, looking at his phone.

Both of them are busy with their own affairs, but they are very close to each other.

Yu Qiu looked at the news in the WeChat group.

[Liu He: Ahhhhh!Xiao Jiangjiang's fans are growing so fast! 】

【Liu He: Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, 】

[Liu He: Can you sign hundreds of autographed photos for your buddy first?I will make a fortune from this in the future! 】

【Meng Pingjiang: The cat is shocked.jpg】

[Lu Gao: Pfft. 】

Yu Qiu followed with a poof laugh.

"What's the matter?" Shen Mingdeng leaned over and kissed him on the forehead, and asked with a smile.

"Our dormitory is going to have a big star," Yu Qiu showed him the news in the group, "I'm happy."

With the resources in Si Ting's hands and Meng Pingjiang's talent and hard work, Meng Pingjiang will become a well-known actor sooner or later, and his journey will be smoother than in his dreams.

It's a pity that, for Si Ting, he is proud on the battlefield but frustrated in love.

In the dream, Meng Pingjiang had nothing and had nowhere to go to sign a black-hearted company. After going through ups and downs, with the help of Si Ting, he got out of the quagmire and regained his new life.

Coupled with the fact that "Yu Qiu", the green tea male partner, was in the way, the relationship between the two was even more profound and unforgettable.

But now, he has relatives and no shortage of friends, and his friendship with Si Ting only stays at the level of "President Si".

I don't know how long Si Ting will be able to last in this long-distance chase of love.

Yu Qiu laughed again.

Shen Mingdeng stroked his hair, and said softly, "What do you want for lunch?"

"You do?" Yu Qiu put down his phone and looked at him with wide eyes.

Shen Mingdeng: "I will do it, but I need Chef Yu to personally guide me."

He has a strong learning ability, and he doesn't know how to cook just because he used to spend his time studying and working, so he doesn't pay much attention to it.

It's different now.

He has someone he truly loves, and his lover's hands must use the finest silk threads to outline the most beautiful chapters without any damage.

He wants to do his best to protect his lover.

"Then I have to try Mr. Shen's craftsmanship." Yu Qiu sat up excitedly, and opened the mobile phone software, "Now buy vegetables and place an order."

Suddenly a call came in, it was Wen Ce.

"Master Yu, Happy New Year!" His voice was always full of energy.

Yu Qiu leaned back on Shen Mingdeng's lap again, and said with a smile, "Brother Wen is having fun, what can you do with me?"

"Just talk about the shooting progress. Your interview may have to be postponed. The film crew has found a lot of new material and wants to shoot more."

This is a good thing!

Yu Qiu's eyes brightened slightly, he was worried that he didn't have enough time for the new work.

"I see, it's fine."

"Hahahaha, that's good!" Wen Ce changed the subject, "The New Year in Huaguo is really lively, but unfortunately I don't have any family here."

Yu Qiu has someone to accompany him, so he can't help but feel sympathy for him.

"If you don't mind, you can come to my house for the New Year and treat you to dinner."

"That's great! Master Yu, I really like you so much!"

Shen Mingdeng stared coldly: "You don't have the habit of celebrating the New Year, so you don't have to."

"Shen! Why are you here?! You are celebrating the New Year with Master Yu? Oh, yes, he is your younger brother!"

Shen Mingdeng: "..."

Yu Qiu held back his laughter until his stomach ached.

Apart from Lu Gao and Si Ting, other friends don't know anything about him and Shen Mingdeng.

"Wait, what do you mean you can't use it?" Wen Ce realized later.

"I said, don't say it easily if you like it."

Wen Ce retorted: "Even if I want to do as the Romans do, how to express my love is my freedom!"

Shen Mingdeng's forehead twitched with veins.

"Brother Wen," Yu Qiu hurriedly stopped the conflict from spreading, "I have a lover, and if he hears this, he will be unhappy."

"..." Wen Ce froze for a long while before asking, "Master Yu has a girlfriend? Will I disturb you guys if I go over for dinner?"

Yu Qiu glanced at Shen Mingdeng's face, and said with a smile: "No, Brother Shen and I are the only ones at home."

"That's good."

"The address will be sent to you later."

Yu Qiu hung up the phone, sent Wen Ce the address first, then put down the phone, straddled Shen Mingdeng's lap, hooked his neck, and asked with a smile, "Are you jealous?"

"Well," Shen Mingdeng embraced his waist, "How can I compensate me?"

"Compensation?" Yu Qiu's eyes widened, pretending to be pitiful, "I didn't do anything wrong, Mr. Shen has to be reasonable."

Shen Mingdeng acted with him: "The domineering president makes sense."

It was hilarious how serious the man was.

Yu Qiu raised his eyebrows, "Where did you learn these words?"

"You have to keep up with Master Yu and keep pace with the times." Shen Mingdeng's handsome brows and eyes were filled with a smile.

Yu Qiu heard what he meant, so she hugged him tightly and kissed his lips.

"It's not popular to overbearing president now, Mr. Shen."

"What's popular then?"

Yu Qiu smiled slyly, "Young little wolf dog."

"No." Shen Mingdeng clasped him tightly, frowning slightly.

Yu Qiu caressed his sharp phoenix eyes, looked at the tender affection in his eyes, and said sincerely: "But I like the overbearing president."

"This person must be surnamed Shen, must be seven years older than me, and must love me for the rest of his life. Do you agree?"

Shen Mingdeng's eyes trembled, and he gently but solemnly pressed him into his arms.

"it is good."