In the days of being a master for the male protagonist

In the bedroom, the first ray of sunlight in the morning refracted along the glass of the window, and the soft and bright light hit Su Qinghuai's face.

This burst of bright light made him move a little uncomfortably, and then his eyelashes trembled. He raised his sore arm to cover his eyes, and then opened his eyes.

Until he got used to the bright light, he moved his body and wanted to sit up.

It's just that after moving a bit, the whole person froze for an instant, and there was still being filled with people. Su Qinghuai couldn't understand this feeling very well.

The whole person is also like carrying twenty catties of cement and running ten floors, that kind of sore and tired feeling.

He slowly turned his stiff neck and looked at his right hand, the sleeping face that was close at hand, until he saw the person clearly and his heart sank immediately.

He couldn't remember what happened last night at all, he just remembered that he seemed to dream about Song Guizhou, and then...did those things.

Could it be that he... mistook Mr. Song for Song Guizhou?

Su Qinghuai looked at Song Guizhou with a complicated expression, and then thought about his 179 small body, logically Mr. Song should not have been forced.

Anyway, let's get up first.

He carefully wanted to put his leg that was hanging on Song Guizhou's leg down.

Immediately afterwards, it was discovered... that burst of fillings became swollen.

Su Qinghuai looked at Song Guizhou in shock, only to see that he had opened his eyes and was looking at him quietly.

There was a slight smile in those light brown glazed eyes, and then he reached out and pulled Su Qinghuai into his arms.

He also maliciously contradicted Master twice.

Su Qinghuai was about to die, he didn't know that Mr. Song was Song Guizhou, so he felt uncomfortable and sad right now.

He felt that Mr. Song's every frown and movement resembled Song Guizhou's appearance very much, and his eyes with a faint smile, every expression was very much like him.

But he is not Song Guizhou.

Now that such a thing happened again, Su Qinghuai became a little at a loss when thinking of the absurdity of this night, what should he do.

Reality and memories collided, and they kept stirring in his mind, which was a mess.

He lost his composure, when will God let him go and let him forget about those things.

Those eyes that were suddenly reddened and wet made Song Guizhou's heart tighten when he saw them. He hurriedly pulled away and left Su Qinghuai, then knelt down on the bed to examine him carefully, and asked worriedly, "But where does it hurt?"

Su Qinghuai couldn't understand the tense and worried expression, what exactly does this person mean?

Seeing that Su Qinghuai did not speak for a long time, Song Guizhou said worriedly, "Master? What's wrong with you?"

After the words fell, Su Qinghuai was stunned for a moment, then looked at him in surprise, and asked in disbelief, "What did you... call me just now?"

Song Guizhou was a little puzzled, but he still called out again truthfully, "Master..."

He called him Shizun, he was really Song Guizhou, so he was not dreaming last night?President Song is Song Guizhou, and Song Guizhou is President Song...

Su Qinghuai got emotional for a moment, got up and hugged Song Guizhou, buried his head in his chest, and was speechless for a long time.

Song Guizhou didn't understand why Su Qinghuai's reaction was so sudden, but he still reached out and patted him on the back to comfort him.

10 minutes later……

Su Qinghuai was already fully dressed, dragged his tired body, opened the bedroom door, and walked out.

Looking at the mess in the living room, there is still a large pool of water stains on the ground, extending from the bathroom to the living room to the door of the bedroom.

The sofa was even more messy, the brocade cloth on the dining table was thrown on the floor, and the chairs were overturned.

One can imagine how fierce the fighting was last night.

Su Qinghuai raised his hands to cover his face, this is so frightening, he can still stand here intact...

It is simply one of the miracles of life.

Song Guizhou clung up from behind again, Su Qinghuai mercilessly pulled him off, and then looked at him with a complicated expression.

Then he went to the living room, spread out the sofa, and sat down.

In fact, he was happier than anyone else that Song Guizhou could come to him, but Su Qinghuai still made mental preparations, and then asked, "Since you are here, why do you pretend you don't know him?"

Or if he didn't drink too much yesterday, Song Guizhou couldn't ignore it anymore, and he wouldn't recognize him. After all, there are far more temptations in this world than in Qianyuan Continent.

If this is the case, then this hard-won joy will fade a lot in an instant.

Song Guizhou frowned, as if he didn't understand, he said, "Didn't Master ignore me first? He pretended not to know me in front of the elevator."

He managed to find him and ran over happily, but he searched around the building and found no one.

After finally bumping into him at the elevator entrance, he still avoided him so indifferently. Song Guizhou thought at that time that Master must be angry with him.

After all, it was Song Guizhou himself who drained his last sliver of vitality in front of the Golden Luan Hall.

Thinking of this, he was a little afraid to recognize each other, for fear that Su Qinghuai would be even more angry. The world is too big and there are too many disturbances. If he really leaves, it will be really difficult to find someone.

Especially when Su Qinghuai submitted his resignation, he was so anxious that he didn't sleep all night. Fortunately, he failed to resign successfully.

After that, she didn't dare to appear in front of him casually, for fear of offending him.

After hearing Song Guizhou's explanation, Su Qinghuai realized that they had misunderstood.

He mistakenly thought that it wasn't Song Guizhou, but just had the same appearance as him, while Song Guizhou thought that he deliberately avoided him and refused to recognize him.

Hearing such an answer, Su Qinghuai finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he was really afraid that it was what he thought.

Then he doesn't know what to do, he may go far away, and then try his best to forget him.

but……

Su Qinghuai looked at the messy room with a frown, feeling a little powerless, and said, "Can you restrain yourself a bit next time."

The destructive power is still so strong.

Song Guizhou also followed Su Qinghuai's gaze to look into the room, and also frowned slightly, as if...it was indeed a little messed up.

He immediately said, "Master, you rest, I will clean up."

After speaking, he immediately bent down to pick up the things on the ground, and then spread the table very awkwardly, but the brocade cloth was very slippery, he pulled it back and forth a few times, either too much or slipped along the side.

Su Qinghuai looked at him helplessly, and finally got up and walked over to spread the brocade cloth on it.

Said, "I'll do it."

Then he began to tidy up the house in an orderly manner. The house was not dirty but things were a little messy. Soon Su Qinghuai returned everything to its original place.

The remaining water stains on the ground were mopped up with a mop.

After looking at the phone, I found that it was almost ten o'clock, and it was past the working time, so I quickly called the supervisor.

The supervisor on the other side of the phone looked like I already knew everything, and then said, "You...don't need to ask for leave, you can come back to work whenever you want to go to work."

The voice on the phone also fell into Song Guizhou's ears smoothly.

I snorted coldly in my heart, seeing that you are sensible, I won't let you go out for the time being.