Racers become the canaries of the bosses

--Next step--

Half an hour later, the doctor arrived.

After looking at Chu Lin'an's injuries, he said: "The leather is damaged, so blisters appeared. Fortunately, there are not many blisters, and they haven't been scratched, otherwise scars will be left. It's a pity for such a fair and delicate skin."

If it weren't for the doctor who said the last half of the sentence to be over fifty years old and a lady, Xing Yue's face would probably be even uglier.

"What should we do now?" Xing Yue asked.

"Pick the blisters and put water, then apply ointment to bandage, and it will be healed within a week." The doctor stood up and added, "Be careful not to touch the water during this period."

Xing Yue looked at the shocking redness and swelling on Chu Lin'an's leg, and blamed himself why he didn't notice that Chu Lin'an was freezing in the room last night.

The little thing is cautious and sensitive, and has never raised any needs for himself except for more love.

Suddenly, Xing Yue's clothes were pulled off.

"It's okay." Little Rose looked up at him, her eyes were obedient, but she was comforting him, "I don't feel any pain, I didn't feel any pain all night."

"Didn't you just say it hurts? Just say it hurts, there's no need to endure it. The same goes for other things, just say what you want."

Xing Yue stretched out his hand to cover Little Rose's chin, and then went around the side of the neck and rubbed it on the back of the neck with gentle movements.

"Then I have an idea now." Chu Lin'an blinked.

"what idea?"

"I want to pop the blisters, but I haven't picked the blisters myself." Chu Lin'an rubbed her hands, eager to try, "Of course I haven't picked anyone else's, I just want to try."

"Just one. Okay?" Chu Lin'an rubbed the back of his head against the man's arm, like a coquettish kitten.

The words just now were all in vain, Xing Yue said helplessly, "I think you want to play, right? Aren't you afraid of leaving scars?"

"Are there still few scars on my body?" Chu Lin'an shrugged, and said indifferently, "How big a scar can a small blister leave? Besides, the doctor taught me how to poke it so that it won't leave a scar."

"No." Xing Yue categorically refused, "Let the doctor come."

"It's hard to get a blister." Chu Lin'an muttered in a low voice.

"Don't let me poke..."

Chu Lin'an grabbed his fingers, but in the next second the heat suddenly rushed to his ear, which made his body stiff immediately - it was the man whispering in his ear.

"Leon is getting more and more disobedient, let's count together at night."

Little Rose's face flushed instantly, and she became wilted.

The affected area was healed quickly.

The bandage was tightly wrapped around the calf and tied with a beautiful bow.

Chu Lin'an took off the rolled up pajama pants to cover the bandages.

"Xing Yue, I'm hungry." He looked at the man still standing in his room, "Aren't you going to take a shower and change?"

"Does your hunger have anything to do with me taking a shower?" Xing Yuechen ran back to take a shower as usual and then changed into something else. His daily life was as precise as a robot.

"Of course there is." Chu Lin'an said, "I'm hungry so I'm going to eat, and you should do your own thing."

The dignified young president, Xing Yue was taught to do things for the first time by others, and he was still a little thing who just rubbed against him and acted like a baby.

"Abandon me when I'm done using it?" Xing Yue raised his eyebrows.

Chu Lin'an thought for a while: "It seems to be true. Everyone has their own business, and my injury has been dealt with. I can't delay your next work, right?"

"Are you sure you understand the meaning of abandonment?" Xing Yue smiled helplessly.

It seems to be too simple, but Little Rose's thoughts and occasional insights are much more mature than those of her peers.

"Are you using 'abandon' because you need me and I don't need you? Chu Lin'an said seriously, "But you can't be so clingy to me, Xing Yue." "

Xing Yue suspected that his ears had misheard.

stick?

Who sticks to whom?

"It was the same yesterday. I stayed in the piano room with me all afternoon. In the evening, I ran into Brother Sheng Chuan. His lips were swollen and blistered because I couldn't find you."

It turned out that Little Rose was afraid that she would become a subjugated Daji.

……so cute.

"Then what if I insist on sticking to you?" Xing Yue asked with a smile.

"Uh..." Chu Lin'an bit her lower lip to avoid embarrassment, "Then I'll make a sacrifice and follow you, after all, your work makes more money."

Still a little money fanatic.

"Then let's do this." Xing Yue walked into Little Rose, picked her up from the bed, "Send baby downstairs for breakfast."

Chu Lin'an, who was holding the man's neck in her arms, was a little worried, "Do you want today?"

Xing Yue was taken aback, why did he still bargain?

"One day first." Xing Yue said cooperatively, "Let's talk about it tomorrow." Whether Little Rose can get up tomorrow is another matter.

The situation was secure enough that it was time for him to deal with his own affairs.

Xing Yue didn't want Little Rose to think of him as a loving old father, he was much worse.

After breakfast, Xing Yue met the guests in the living room of the main room.

Because Chu Lin'an was injured, Xing Yue asked his special assistant to inform all the dates that they would come to the old house if they could, and if it was inconvenient, they could make an appointment at another day.

A complete fool.

Of course, Chu Daji didn't let Chu Daji know about this.

The man was talking to others, and Chu Lin'an didn't understand and didn't care, so he sat cross-legged on the soft carpet, leaning against the man's calf, and drew with the tablet.

The mahogany sofa is too hard, he thinks it sucks.

Regardless of what the guests thought, he just sat at Xing Yue's feet obediently without saying a word, and took care of his things seriously.

Occasionally, if you are tired from bowing your head for too long, you will put the back of your head on the man's knee and lean up for a while. The man will pinch his earlobe and rub his face, like teasing a kitten.

The manuscript he received a few days ago was for the cover design of a published book, and the other party came for his fame as a racing driver, so the price was so high that he couldn't refuse it.

But character design is not what he is good at.

When he started Weibo, he didn't think so many people would pay attention to him. After all, the popularity of motorcycle racing in China is far less than that of Formula 1 racing, which is considered a niche hobby.

So he only thought that the account was for sharing life and displaying works. The first Weibo post he posted was the Jiugongge of his works. He deliberately picked out a few works that fit commercial paintings, and then the text read "Try to receive manuscripts" , full refund if you are not satisfied.”

But not long after, his weibo private messages exploded. At first, he thought it was a virus in his phone, and the notifications swiped in one by one, vibrating non-stop.

It was only later that I found out that I was retweeted by the boss of YJ and was posted on the trending search and was withdrawn from the search. After that, several trending searches about him also disappeared mysteriously. One question that lingers in the minds of many netizens is——

"Does L have a Weibo account? If not, I'm willing to flip the wall for my little brother!"

L=Leon;

In order to prevent being mysteriously withdrawn from the search again, netizens have already dared not mention their full names.

However, turning over the wall is useless. Chu Lin'an's account on foreign social networks only has a name - in order to prevent people from pretending to be impostors, there is nothing in it.

After being reminded by Liao Chengcheng, I realized that it is best to separate work accounts from daily accounts.

He didn't want to rely on his fame as a racing driver to earn money for painting, but the first Weibo post had already been posted, so he only accepted this order and rejected all others.

Then I opened a second account, and this time I clearly wrote down the pattern design and oil painting style that he is good at, noted the psychological price, put an example picture and sent it to Chaohua, and soon someone came to knock him.

In particular, there were more and more people interested in his vehicle painting design, and within two weeks, it was his turn to pick the order.

One step closer to realizing the goal of buying a motorcycle, Chu Lin was in full bloom with peace of mind.

So he is now a college student with a part-time job and needs his own time to do things.

Originally, I thought that Xing Yue would be too busy to attend to him when I came to the old house this time, but I didn't expect that Xing Yue's performance seemed to be different from what he originally knew.

The usual calm and calm is missing, and the emotional ups and downs are obvious.

Of course, these will not be revealed in front of outsiders, only he who is always watching Xing Yue knows.

Maybe just like what Qu Na said, he hasn't really understood Xing Yue yet.

But counting from the first meeting, the two have only been together for more than a month, most of the time is still in the video or phone.

So Chu Lin'an is not worried, because they still have a lot of time.

After the guest who was always peeking at him left, Chu Lin'an was also tired from sitting cross-legged, so she stood up and stretched herself.

Little Rose didn't know how seductive his stretched waist was in Xing Yue's eyes. The white and slender waist became more and more exposed, and the cute coral fleece pajamas were still lifted up, and the thin waistline was not visible. Weak, but firmness/feeling, the most terrible thing is the two waist dimples on both sides of the hip bones, which are shallow, just suitable for thumbs to press there and hold the whole rose.

"Leon." Xing Yue interrupted Chu Lin'an's continuation, "Are you cold? Do you want to wear more?"

It's not just the two of them here, there are also servants and bodyguards.

Although he doesn't mind that his little things radiate charm everywhere, there are certain contents that only he can see.

"I'm not cold." Chu Lin'an lowered her arms and looked back at Xing Yue, "Why do you ask me if I'm cold? You don't wear as much as I do."

"Because there is a kind of cold that makes me think you are cold." Xing Yue said, and then hooked his fingers, "Come here, let me hug you for a while."

Ever since she realized that Xing Yue was always clinging to her, Chu Lin'an cared more about the interaction between the two of them—why do they always have to hug each other!

But there was no way, since they agreed, Chu Lin'an could only walk over obediently, and consciously straddled and sat on the man's lap.

face to face...

Xing Yue raised his eyebrows, "Why this posture."

"No reason." Chu Lin'an curled her lips, "Usually my back is facing you, I like a different position."

"You like it..." Xing Yue smiled meaningfully, "I like it too."

With the arms stuck to the legs and knees, the person was lifted up, just out of reach of Little Rose's injured calf.

"Then I'll sit like this next time." Chu Lin'an wanted to appease the man's unstable emotions, but of course he had to follow the other's preferences.

"Well, there will be a next time tonight."

"Do you want to see guests tonight?" Chu Lin'an was a little embarrassed, because he had important things to do tonight.

"Are you busy tonight?" Xing Yue asked.

"Well, yes." Chu Lin'an lowered his eyes, wondering if he should ask Xing Yue to give him some space.

"Then you go, I can do it by myself." Xing Yue said with a smile, as if he was the one who needed to be taken care of.

With a bang, Chu Lin'an kissed Xing Yue's face.

"It's so kind of you."

It was the first time that Xing Yue knew what it was like to be coaxed, and it wasn't bad.

When Sheng Chuan came in, he saw that the boss was hugging the little beauty, and he was already in a normal state of mind.

The boss is 33 this year. It is not surprising that he has been holding back for so many years and broke out like this.

"Boss Xing, I'm here." He bowed slightly.

"The one who left just now, there is no need to see him in the future."

"Got it." Sheng Chuan had expected this result a long time ago.

Because the guest needed him to lead the way back to the car, the man talked to him covertly along the way, asking for information about the little beauty in circles.

The boss has been in a bad mood recently, so he decided not to tell the boss about it.

It's okay to count that person's life, otherwise I don't know what happened.

"Go back and double your bonus this month, thank you for your hard work." Xing Yue said.

Sheng Chuan opened his eyes wide in an instant, "Thank you, boss."

This trip is worth it!

Suddenly there were two knocks on the door.

"Master, it's me."

Xing Yue made a gesture, and Sheng Chuan, who was very close to the door, opened the door.

"Master, we've found him." Behind the butler was a small maid whose shoulders were shaking violently. It was not difficult to guess that she was crying.

"Stop crying and talk again, I can wait." Xing Yue hated talking intermittently, which made him irritable.

"Don't be so fierce." Chu Lin'an whispered in his ear, complaining to him.

Hearing what the young master said, how could the maid dare to cry anymore, and she tried to stop her choking by holding her breath.

"I saw that Mr. Xiao was cold, so I wanted to put a hot water bottle on him to keep him warm, but I didn't expect..."

The maid couldn't continue, so she took a hard twitch before continuing, "I heard Mr. Xiao yesterday when he asked Ah Ying for a thick blanket, so I decided to..."

It sounds fine at first glance, the maid is trying to please the young master's favorite, but...

"In the middle of the night, you go to open Leon's bedroom door, and then stuff a hot water bottle without saying anything." Xing Yue asked, "Do you have the guts?"

The maid shook violently, buried her head deeper, and the protruding nape of the neck could be seen from the front.

"Even if it's a good deed, Leon is sleeping, does he know who sent the hot water bottle?"

The housekeeper knew that the young master seemed to be laughing, but he was already angry, so he interrupted and urged: "Tell the truth to the young master, there is nothing to hide."

Chu Lin'an gave Xing Yue a slight push, and mouthed to him: "Forget it."

How can this be forgotten?

Does the person who hurt him still have a reason to forget?

But Xing Yue still took a step back, "I'll give you half a year's commission. If you don't say anything, you can leave directly."

The maid rubbed her wrists vigorously - she didn't think that the matter would come to this point, wasn't it just "doing bad things with good intentions".The young master didn't come back often, and left in two days.

It wasn't until the old housekeeper found her and hinted at the consequences to her that she realized that she had been tricked.

Now he's going to be kicked out anyway, half a year's commission is better than nothing.

"It's Madam...Madam told me to say that."

"So you didn't put the hot water bottle?" Xing Yue could already imagine how stupid the whole thing was.

"It's not me." The maid stopped crying, "Madam asked me to admit the hot water bottle."

"Did you take her benefits?" Xing Yue just thought it was funny, "If you confiscate it and dare to take the blame, then you are really hopeless."

The maid froze in place for an instant, her face ashen.

"Uncle Chen, come up according to the employment contract." Xing Yue raised his chin and looked at the old housekeeper.

"Yes, young master." The old butler bowed and led the maid who had lost her soul out of the living room.

Sheng Chuan, who was watching everything, knew that the boss had shown mercy.

According to the contract, the maid will work for nothing for at most one year, and if the half-year commission promised by the boss is offset, she will only be compensated for half a year, as a lesson for buying.

"Ma'am...is that Wu Qian?" Chu Lin'an didn't quite understand the complicated address, "Why did she do that?"

Xing Yue tightened his arms, and put Little Rose close to his body, "She. She wants too much, and can't see herself clearly. In the end, all she makes is a joke."

"What do you mean?" Chu Lin'an didn't understand.

"It's just that she is stupid, but she doesn't know it."

Xing Yue has always appreciated people who have self-knowledge, and only by setting their positions properly can resources be used rationally.

Not everyone is good at work, some people are suitable for making vases, just like Wu Qian.

Make a vase well, stand quietly without disturbing others, Xing Yue will not notice her at all.

He didn't care about the things of his parents' generation anymore, but Wu Qian wanted to jump out to show her presence, and wanted to leave a piece of the pie for her son?

Before she did this, Xing Yue really thought about it.

Before lunch, Xing Yue suddenly received a call, and he didn't hang up after chatting for a long time.

Chu Lin'an almost fell asleep waiting, Xing Yue touched his shoulder and motioned him to eat first.

When he came to the restaurant, he was suddenly stopped by Wu Qian before he sat down.

"Lin'an, can I talk to you?" Wu Qian tried her best to put on a kind expression.

"Okay." Chu Lin'an replied.

He followed Wu Qian to a hidden corner on the side of the restaurant.

"That's right, about the hot water bottle..."

"You were careless, I know." Chu Lin'an interrupted the other party, "The doctor said my skin is too tender, and it's not entirely your fault."

"This..." Wu Qian suddenly didn't know how to answer.

"Are you going to apologize to me?" Chu Lin'an asked.

"That, is..." Wu Qian could only say so.

"Then you apologize." Chu Lin'an looked at her with clear eyes.

Wu Qian stopped.

A child who has just grown up and can't speak Chinese fluently, let himself, Mrs. Xing, apologize?

But the other party was the one that Xing Yue held in his palm. According to her husband's words, Xing Yue was obsessed with this little boy.

"I'm sorry..." Wu Qian said, "I did something bad with good intentions."

"It's okay." Chu Lin'an blinked, "But next time, please don't do unnecessary things."

"Huh?" Wu Qian was taken aback.

"Stupidity is something that you don't want to admit." Chu Lin'an said seriously, "Only by recognizing your own stupidity can you make progress, but it takes courage to recognize yourself. Please come on!"

After finishing speaking, Chu Lin'an turned and left.

Wu Qian was still in a daze, and after a while, she wondered if she had been taught a lesson by a child.

Xing Yue held a video conference throughout the afternoon, while Chu Lin'an sat in a place where the camera couldn't see, doing his own thing.

During the period, Liao Chengcheng called him and said that the members of the "Thousand Ying Cup" team competition had been recruited.

Chu Lin'an made a simple calculation of his small coffers. If the current manuscript in hand is finished, and the Qianying Cup wins another first prize, it will be enough to buy a good motorcycle.

Of course, it is not as good as the tens of millions of racing motorcycles, but it is enough for him to rebuild.

It was night soon, and Xing Yue said that he was going out to play sandbags with his former friends, which just gave Chu Lin'an the space he wanted.

He ran upstairs to the studio to get things, borrowed an iron bucket, and ran excitedly to the open space he had found in advance.

Start burning pictures.

Because he didn't want to be seen by others, especially Xing Yue, Chu Lin'an regularly burned some of his paintings.

Those were things he was unwilling to face, stemming from the fear deep in his heart, ugly like old rancidity, eroding his emotions and brain all the time.

During the day, he even told Wu Qian to have courage. In fact, it was himself who needed courage the most.

How long has his mother been away from him?He still couldn't overcome the curse.

[Must draw.You can't sleep without painting. 】

At what age did Chu Lin'an start drawing, Chu Lin'an no longer remembers.

When he was still young, he always thought that his mother's cultivation of his painting ability was a kind of good intentions, but as he grew older and his mind gradually matured, Chu Lin'an realized clearly that his mother just wanted to train him to be the second That's all she is.

When she was young, her mother was a well-known painter in Europe, with blond hair and blue eyes, elegant temperament, and high-end beauty in appearance and figure.Chu Lin'an picked on her mother's merits and grew up, so she was naturally the best.

Although they came from ordinary backgrounds, before Chu Lin'an was pregnant, there were so many men chasing their mothers that they could fill an opera house without exaggeration.

But in the end, the mother fell into the hands of a married man, that is, the father Chu Lin'an had never met.

As a result, it is conceivable that it is impossible for a man to stay in a foreign country for too long for a woman who is not even a mistress. This short-term relationship under the banner of "romantic" lasted only five months, and the man paid a sum of money. The abortion fee, which is not a bad treatment, was forcibly cut off.

It may be due to different sensibilities from ordinary people, or the crazy obsession with not being able to get the best, or pure fate. The mother couldn't get out of that relationship, or she didn't want to get out of that relationship at all, and insisted on giving birth to Chu Lin. down.

As long as Chu Lin'an could remember, when he couldn't even grasp the brush steadily, his mother had been training him to draw.

The smell of painted canvases, speckled aprons, cold and damp air... He spent most of his childhood in this dim studio.

The money left by the man has long been squandered by the mother, and there is no support from the suitors. The original family has also attracted criticism from other people in the small town because of Chu Lin'an, a mixed-race child.

So the mother chose to escape.

She fled to a completely unfamiliar town with Chu Lin'an, but was quickly defeated after she could have tried hard to start over.

Alcoholism and smoking, mental breakdown, and even the need to take medicine to maintain the state, the hands gradually trembled and could not hold the paintbrush, and there was no money to see a doctor-this directly led to her never being able to create works.

So the life of mother and son is very difficult.

But even so, the mother still regards the man whose outline has faded in memory as her only belief, and never gave up the fantasy that a man will appear in front of her again.

Even insisting on Chu Lin'an learning to paint is only because of what the man said to her when they first met - "Just looking at your paintings, I know I've fallen in love with you."

It sounds cliche and disgusting, like a glaring trap, but my mother is willing to jump into it.

Since she can no longer paint, she naturally pins her hopes on Chu Lin'an.

"Your dad likes my paintings, so as long as you draw well, dad will like you too."

"If you want Dad to like you, you have to paint and become like Mom."

"My baby, we will be happy when we see Dad in the future. You have something better than Mom. Mom has seen it. You can definitely draw well!"

……

"You have to paint, don't cry! Don't sleep if you can't finish painting!"

Mother's words were like a curse day after day, engraved in little Chu Lin'an's body with violence and deepened time and time again.

[Must draw.You can't sleep without painting. 】

It became a curse that seeps into the marrow of the bone.

Unexpectedly, one day, my mother's dream really came true.

The man found the mother and son, but said that he only took the mother back.

Because Chu Lin'an was too old, she was not well educated and couldn't raise her close.

After his mother abandoned him, he entered an orphanage.

It's not that he hasn't tried to get rid of it, but the insomnia and heart palpitations all night, auditory hallucinations and trembling, and the nightmare that swung to his cheek as soon as he closed his eyes, all told him - you must paint, and you can't sleep without painting.

In fact, not only was he unable to sleep, but even once he was hugged on his lap, his body automatically thought he would be beaten.

But this point has been cured by Xing Yue.

"Are you burning paintings?" Sheng Chuan came up from behind.

"Well, some useless paintings." Chu Lin'an asked lightly, "Why is Brother Sheng Chuan here?"

"Boss Xing asked me what you were doing." Sheng Chuan said.

Chu Lin'an smiled, "Then can I trouble you to keep it secret for me?"

"Why?" Sheng Chuan watched as pages of paintings with bright colors and strange lines were swallowed by orange flames and turned into ashes under the iron bucket.

"It's such a pity, such a good painting." Even he, a straight male aesthetic who has studied all the way up in science, can see that these paintings are not something that any art student can draw.

Chu Lin settled down and asked, "Do you like it?"

"I don't understand art..." Sheng Chuan was a little embarrassed, "It just looks amazing."

"Then I'll give you one." Chu Lin'an took out one casually and handed it to Sheng Chuan, "Help me keep it a secret."

Sheng Chuan took it by accident, and the little beauty smiled at him, even the dancing firelight in the night couldn't hide her beauty.

"Have you been painting all night?" Xing Yue came back.

Xing Yue in black sportswear looks much younger than him in formal clothes. The zipper is open, revealing the black vest inside, and of course the bulging muscle outline.

The hair was not set so that the bangs drooped to cover the forehead, and it was several years old again.

"Yes." Chu Lin'an put on an apron, and the ingredients were placed on the kitchen counter.

Because Xing Yue sent a text message to Chu Lin'an on the way back, saying that he was hungry, and asked him if he could make it for him.

It was almost ten o'clock, and there were only two people in the kitchen.

Xing Yue was making breakfast before - because Xing Yue was too busy, the two only had breakfast at home.

Last time when Chu Lin'an mentioned that he could cook, Xing Yue said that he would be in charge next time.

"Why do you still have to eat in the middle of the night?" Chu Lin'an was very surprised, obviously Xing Yue was very strict with body management, and if he didn't get enough exercise in the office for a long time, he would usually stop eating after the meal time.

"It's been a long time since I punched and I accidentally played high, I'm so hungry." Xing Yue put down the sports bag in his hand, walked over and hugged Chu Lin'an who was washing mushrooms by the pool.

He kissed the top of Little Rose's head and said, "Thank you for your hard work, baby, eat with me later."

"Hmm..." Chu Lin'an was hugged by Xing Yue, who was 1.9 meters tall, and his fingers couldn't move smoothly.

Mr. Yue... is really clingy.

"What are you going to do for me?" Xing Yue asked.

"Stir-fried pork slices with mushrooms, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and winter melon soup." Chu Lin'an explained in a low voice, "I only make simple ones, I hope you don't dislike them..."

"I thought it would be cream of mushroom soup. Did Leon learn Chinese cooking for me?"

"Yes..." Chu Lin'an blushed and almost threw a mushroom head out of the pool by mistake.

Xing Yue's Adam's apple rolled, it was the first time someone did something for him simply because he liked him, he couldn't help but picked up Little Rose and put it on the table, and ate it on the spot.

"There is also Chinese... If it counts, there is also a way to tie a tie... But it seems that I have no chance to use it..."

"I'm very happy, Leon." Xing Yue let go of the little rose in his arms, and if he hugged it, he wouldn't want to eat extra food. He didn't want to spoil the atmosphere, "I like you too, Leon."

Chu Lin'an was stunned.

Xing Yue said... he likes Leon.

"What? Petrified?" Xing Yue smiled and scratched Little Rose's flushed face, "Shy again."

Chu Lin'an pursed her lips and was speechless.

"Then I'll come back later." Xing Yue retreated towards the kitchen door, "Go and change first. Ciao (goodbye)!"

Chu Lin'an watched the man's back melt into the darkness at the end of the corridor, and it was like waking up from a dream.

Xing Yue said he liked him.

But yesterday he doubted himself briefly whether he fell in love with Xing Yue's eyes that were exactly the same as Xing Yun's, or the feeling he thought he liked.

Do you want to say that you have never dreamed of Xing Yun?

Chu Lin'an will not deceive herself.

He once wanted to have Xing character tattooed on his body, but by accident, it didn't work out. This is probably the arrangement of the heavens.

When Xing Yun had an accident, Chu Lin'an had been away from the original team for more than a year. With the growth of age and vision, he already knew how naive he was.

It's just hormonal turmoil and emotional confusion that makes him enamored of a self-imagined idol.

But what about facing Xing Yue now?

He can look into each other's eyes and tell him honestly, I like you.

Even if you and I are so different, have nothing alike, don't have the same hobbies, sometimes even need to use English to make the transition, and no one is optimistic about us, I still like you.

I don’t even know where I got the guts to confess my love after a few days of meeting, and I still like it even after being rejected. I know it’s impossible but I still say good morning, good afternoon and good night with joy...

Now finally there is a response.

From the very beginning, he knew whether it was the person or the eyes that he liked.

Chu Lin'an was very sure.

"What's wrong with your hand?" When Xing Yue returned to the kitchen, he saw that Chu Lin'an had prepared the dishes, but his left index finger was sticking out weirdly.

"I accidentally cut it." Chu Lin'an said flatly, "It's okay, come and eat."

"Let me see." Xing Yue grabbed the little hand and stopped it from moving.

Yingrun's fingertips were engraved with two parallel red marks, the bleeding had stopped, but it still made Xing Yue's heart ache enough.

"Why two cuts?" Xing Yue frowned, "Doesn't it hurt the first time you get hurt?"

"I'm unresponsive." Chu Lin'an had already thought of the reason, but seeing the gloomy brows of the man, she was still uneasy.

Because I am lying.

Xing Yue hesitated for a while, but seeing that Chu Lin'an didn't react much after being scalded by the hot water bottle, he still believed it, "I'm looking for a Band-Aid, it's better to wrap it on it."

His little rose is too fragile, it will get hurt if he is not careful.

The dining table is a long table that can accommodate more than a dozen people. The two sit in the corner of the front seat, facing each other diagonally, and the distance is close.

"Have a taste?" Chu Lin'an asked expectantly.

Two people each have a bowl of wax gourd soup, and there is a little bit of oil on the clear soup surface.Every slice of mushrooms on the plate is uniform in thickness, as is the slice of meat, each slice is almost the same size, it seems that a lot of thought has been spent on it.

A small mint leaf was inserted in the center of the pile of tomato scrambled eggs. Xing Yue couldn't help smiling because of this combination of Chinese and Western.

Just when Xing Yue was about to taste it with his chopsticks, someone broke into the restaurant.

"It's so late, are you eating?" Qu Yan wrapped his upper body in a blanket, turned his wheelchair and came over, saw the dishes on the table, smiled, and boasted, "It smells so good."

"Why are you here?" Xing Yue was very upset that their time was interrupted.

"I see that the lights in the restaurant are on, so let's take a look." Qu Yan said with a smile.

"Brother Qu Nu come over to eat something too." Chu Lin'an didn't notice the atmosphere at all, stood up and said, "I'll get the bowls and chopsticks."

"No need." Xing Yue pressed Chu Lin'an's hand, "Sit down, the dishes are not enough to feed the third person."

Hearing what Xing Yue said, Qu Nan couldn't hold back anymore, and his smiling face stiffened a little.

"Huh?" Chu Lin'an stood still.

Everyone is here, isn't it impolite not to welcome you?

"Baby, sit down." Xing Yue said again.

This time, Chu Linan let out an oh, and sat down hesitantly.

There was a brief silence in the air.

"Eat slowly, I'll go back first." Qu Jian didn't get any benefits, so he retreated and wanted to leave, but Chu Lin'an suddenly interrupted him.

"By the way, Brother Qu, I forgot to return the cufflinks I gave to Xing Yue yesterday." Chu Lin'an somehow conjured a delicate platinum cufflink from his pajamas and displayed it on the palm of his hand, "If you hadn't appeared I forgot all about it."

"Hey." Chu Lin'an handed the cufflinks to Xing Yue, with a cute tone, as if deliberately easing the atmosphere, "Brother Qu Nu asked me to return them to you."

Seeing his cufflinks suddenly popping out from Chu Lin'an's body, Xing Yue was taken aback for a moment and then smiled.

"I said, why did the cufflinks disappear after playing a few rounds of poker the day before yesterday? I thought it was stolen by some servant and I was about to look for it, but I didn't expect it to be here with Mr. Qu."

The smile on Qu Na's face could no longer be maintained, and he explained in embarrassment: "It was given to me by a servant, who said he couldn't find you."

Chu Lin'an was surprised, how is this different from what Qu Nan said yesterday that the cufflinks were left in his room?

"Why don't you just give it to me?" Xing Yue snorted, "Or do you think I won't remember where a pair of ordinary cufflinks are?"

Qu Nu, who was exposed, froze completely, but he couldn't do anything except stay in place.

It turns out that Xing Yue is really a wolf-hearted dog. He has known each other for more than ten years, but he doesn't miss any old feelings.

He thought that what he needed was just a substitute for Xing Yun, and Xing Yue needed him far more than he needed Xing Yue.It was because there was Xing Yun between the two that they didn't develop further.

Now it looks like he was wrong.

In Xing Yue's eyes, he was just a tool, without Xing Yun, the two would not have any relationship at all.

"When I went to your room yesterday to discuss things." Xing Yue said coldly, "Because the acquisition of Senderui is so worrying, Mr. Qu forgot?"

"It's just a pair of cufflinks." Qu Yan twitched the corner of his mouth, "How can I remember?"

"Yes, a pair of cufflinks." Xing Yue wrapped Chu Lin'an's little hand and picked up the cufflink, "Here is one, what about the other one?"

"Brother Qu Yan, why did you hide your cufflinks?"

Little Rose sat curled up in the quilt with her legs folded, looking at him sadly.

"Does he like you?"

Xing Yue's hair was still half wet when he just came out of the bathroom. Seeing that the baby was upset, his heart sank a bit.

He walked over and sat down by the bed, and just raised his hand to smooth the furry kitten, but the kitten twisted and avoided it.

"Baby, are you jealous?" Xing Yue couldn't help but smile helplessly.

"Yeah, I'm jealous." Chu Lin'an bit her lower lip, which was stained with a seductive glow, "You know I like you..."

So straightforward again.

Xing Yue was moved, even if Little Rose wanted to hide from him, he would bully her over.

Chu Lin'an was startled by the sudden approaching heat, moved her butt/butt twice, and soon found that she had no place to hide, and the bed was not that big.

Xing Yue trapped Little Rose in front of him, and asked with interest: "So only you can like me, and everyone else can't do it except you?"

"Hmm..." Chu Lin'an curled up her toes so nervously that she didn't know what was about to happen.