boyfriend he is single

Su Yang said yes, turned his head to Xu Dongbo, still couldn't control his mouth, and told Xu Dongbo everything he heard.

In the blink of an eye, they had already been in the crew for a month, Lu Qiran saw that they were working hard, and the progress of this month was gratifying, so he simply adjusted the role of the play, and everyone was given two days off.

Song Qiao didn't say anything these days, but he was inquiring about when Xu Dongbo would be on vacation openly and secretly. Xu Dongbo didn't make a decision a few days ago, but he wanted to surprise Song Qiao these two days.

After finishing the night scene, he answered Song Qiao's call and went to catch the ten o'clock plane.

But Song Qiao who hung up the phone rubbed Qiuqiu angrily, "Why didn't I ask?"

Qiuqiu lay on the sofa and bit its toy, turning a blind eye to Song Qiao's sorrow.

"If Lu Qiran doesn't give him a holiday, I'll feel at ease."

Song Qiao was talking to himself, then picked up his mobile phone and called Xu Dongbo.

This time it was turned off.

Song Qiao frowned when he heard the notification tone. When he called Xu Dongbo, the number of times he encountered shutdowns was almost zero.

I don't know what Xu Dongbo's habit is. The phone can be turned off without turning it off. Even in sleep, when the phone vibrates, he will wake up quickly and answer the call.

Song Qiao unconsciously squeezed the phone tightly, feeling worried. He remembered that Xu Dongbo told him that he would have nothing to do tonight.

Two hours later, Song Qiao finally called Xu Dongbo. He was so anxious that he blurted out and asked, "Why did you turn off the phone!"

As soon as Xu Dongbo turned on the phone, he picked up Song Qiao's call. Although he didn't know that Song Qiao had called him, he could guess a lot.

Therefore, hearing Song Qiao's anxious words, he was still a little worried about Song Qiao, "Did you notice that the phone ran out of battery just now, did something happen?"

"The phone is out of battery?" Song Qiao calmed down after being pushed by Qiuqiu. He rubbed Qiuqiu's head before continuing to talk to Xu Dongbo.

"I have nothing to do, just..."

"Hmm?" Xu Dongbo couldn't hear the last few words, and he asked with a smile.

"Did you miss me?"

Song Qiao nodded, and remembered that Xu Dongbo couldn't see it, and he still didn't say the word when he thought it was on his lips. Instead, he said another sentence, "When will you rest?"

After asking, Song Qiao felt relaxed, no matter what the result was, he didn't have to worry about it anymore.

"You want to know?" Xu Dongbo breathed lightly, and he smiled lowly, with a drowning smile on his face.

Song Qiao was a little annoyed, "Didn't I ask you all the questions?"

Xu Dongbo said it as a matter of course, "But you haven't coaxed me yet."

He thought that Song Qiao would hang up the phone angrily, but this time Song Qiao had an unprecedented enlightenment.

"Brother Dong, can you tell me? I will promise you whatever you want." Song Qiao softened his voice.

There was no trace of coquettishness in his voice, but it made Xu Dongbo wish he could fly back and clean him up.

"Brother Dong?" There was only the sound of heavy breathing on the other end of the phone, and Song Qiao called again in doubt.

Xu Dongbo barely suppressed his bad thoughts, and he snorted dissatisfiedly, "What's your name, Brother Dong? Husband."

He didn't wait for Song Qiao to speak, he paused and continued, "I'll order two wontons, and I'll bring them back later."

"Okay, then you..." Song Qiao responded subconsciously, and then stood up in surprise.

"You're back?"

Song Qiao clenched his fists, and the meaning of surprise was transmitted through the microphone. Xu Dongbo said that he brought it back, didn't he just bring it home.

"Yeah." Xu Dongbo also heard it. He twisted his fingers and said affirmatively, "Wait for me."

After hanging up the phone, Song Qiao didn't even feel sleepy at all. For a while, he was happy that Xu Dongbo came back suddenly, and for a while he was glad that he called Xu Dongbo.

After ordering the meal, he squatted down and hugged Qiuqiu again, unable to express his happiness, he could only call Qiuqiu loudly.

"Ball ball!"

After Qiuqiu barked twice, he didn't bother to talk to Song Qiao.

"Don't run away." Song Qiao grabbed it, even though Qiuqiu had learned to defecate in a fixed place, but he still couldn't help being noisy by nature, and occasionally made trouble in other places.

Song Qiao stuffed Qiuqiu back into the cage, turned off half of the lights in the living room, and walked around the house for a while, never feeling that time was so difficult.

Xu Dongbo was also in the same mood as him.

Xu Dongbo picked up the hot wonton downstairs, and quickly got on the elevator. He had walked countless times, but this time he was more excited than ever before.

As soon as he walked to the door, Song Qiao, who had been waiting in the entrance, also saw Xu Dongbo. He took a half step forward and then retracted, waiting for Xu Dongbo to open the door.

"Xiaoqiao." Xu Dongbo closed the door with his backhand, and there was someone in his arms. He was holding the wonton in one hand, and raised the other hand to follow Song Qiao's hair.

It was a long time before the two sat at the dining table.

The packaging of the wontons was tight, and there was still some heat when the lid was opened. Song Qiao held the spoon and almost buried his face in the bowl. He has always been calm and measured, but just now he threw himself into Xu Dongbo's arms, which is really not reserved. up.

After Song Qiao ate a few, he remembered that he forgot to ask Xu Dongbo why he came back suddenly. He raised his head, and there were a few more wontons in the bowl.

"I ate some on the way, you can eat more." Xu Dongbo simply handed the spoon to Song Qiao's mouth as he said.

Song Qiao hesitated for a moment, and ate it with his spoon. It doesn't matter if the two of them share a spoon with their current relationship, right?

"Don't look at me." Xu Dongbo raised his eyelids and almost lost his grip. He fed another one to Song Qiao, took two sips of hot soup with his bowl in his arms, and then looked at Song Qiao intently. eat.

Song Qiao's stomach is not good, and he eats slowly. He is obviously an orphan, and sometimes he has more problems than people from his big family.

If you think so, Song Qiaohe should be with him, Xu Dongbo thought with a thick filter.

Song Qiao was stared at by his eager eyes, so he had to speed up his meal slightly, and when he took the last bite, his body became warm.

Only then did I have time to ask Xu Dongbo, "Why did you come back suddenly today?"

"Director Lu showed us the planned holidays the day before yesterday." He and Su Yang were the first to rest, but Su Yang just slept in the hotel.

"The day before yesterday?" Song Qiao pursed his moisturized lips, "Why didn't you tell me when I called before?"

Of course, I didn't tell Song Qiao because I wanted to give him a surprise, but Xu Dongbo's eyes flashed brightly after seeing Song Qiao's troubled expression.

He put away the lunch box and threw it into the trash can, and then he swayed back slowly and answered Song Qiao's words, "If you want to know, you have to ask me."

"As for whether I say it or not, how much..."

Xu Dongbo didn't say any more, but Song Qiao understood the meaning from his smile.

After all, it was because he didn't coax Xu Dongbo.

Well aware of Xu Dongbo's thick-skinned nature, Song Qiao knew that if he softened his heart, he would be a bottomless pit in the future, so he simply ignored him, washed up on his own, and planned to sleep.

Xu Dongbo was still in a state of excitement but couldn't fall asleep. He lay down covered in moisture, and his palms covered Song Qiao's stomach.

"Is your stomach full, let me rub it for you?"

A serving of wonton is not much for an adult man. Song Qiao pressed Xu Dongbo's sliding palm and couldn't help but replied, "I won't support it."

It’s just that there is another kind of person in this world who thinks you have an upset stomach.

Xu Dongbo put his palm on Song Qiao's abdomen and rubbed it. With Song Qiao's strength, he couldn't push it away. After a few laps, his stomach was also warmed by Xu Dongbo's palm.

Then the fiery palm moved down again, and Song Qiao discovered his plot was wrong.

However, Xu Dongbo also made a look of surprise, "You haven't fallen asleep yet? Me too. Why don't we exercise a little bit, we will surely sleep better."

Song Qiao kicked him, and when he was kissed by Xu Dongbo, his body still softened and cooperated with Xu Dongbo's movements.

Song Qiao went quickly, and couldn't help asking Xu Dongbo to stop after two trips.

Xu Dongbo, who was on the verge of an arrow, pecked his lips again, and said vaguely, "My rest time is too short, let's hurry up."

It was indeed said that he would be able to rest at the end of the month, but Song Qiao thought he was only coming back for one day. After all, according to normal circumstances, he would shoot non-stop for several months.

Thinking that it would be another month before the next meeting, he indulged Xu Dongbo.

Xu Dongbo slept late and woke up early, and answered the phone for Song Qiao early in the morning, told the person on the other end that Song Qiao hadn't woken up yet, and asked a few words if he was busy during this time.

The caller was Song Qiao's assistant, who was also aware of Xu Dongbo's existence, so he picked up what he could say.

When Song Qiao woke up in a daze and struggled, and planned to explain today's affairs to his assistant, he realized that his assistant had said everything before him.

"Mr. Song, don't worry, there is nothing wrong with the project. The night's banquet has been postponed. I have picked out important documents and sent them to your home."

"Did you bring it here?" Song Qiao frowned, rubbed his waist and sat up.

"It was put directly in the study." The assistant added, but their boyfriend Song turned out to be a family type. When he passed by in the morning, he was still wearing a cartoon apron.

"It doesn't matter." He wasn't afraid that Xu Dongbo would see it. He said it was important, but he just wanted him to sign it. Song Qiao also knew that the assistant was measured.

He was puzzled that Xu Dongbo hadn't left yet?

When Song Qiao was thinking, Xu Dongbo had already opened the door and walked in. Seeing him sitting in the middle of the bed with his upper body naked, he immediately took a bathrobe and put it on Song Qiao.

"Why just sit directly, and I'm not afraid of catching a cold."

"Not at all." Song Qiao said, still raising his arms to let Xu Dongbo put his sleeves on him.

He walked into the bathroom slowly, looked at Xu Dongbo who followed, "When are you leaving today?"

"Who told you I'm leaving today?" Xu Dongbo took a step back, stood at a dangerous distance, leaned against the door frame and smiled.