blame at every turn

Twenty minutes later, a brand new Yang Ya returned to the banquet venue.

His hair was only half-dried in time. On the way, he caught the reflection of the elevator door and scratched his hair with his bare hands. He changed into an off-white windbreaker with a loose belt and an open neckline. He was sprayed with Peng Song's newly bought woody scent. perfume.

Yang Ya also casually put a pair of sunglasses in his pocket.

Before pushing open the door of the venue, he asked Peng Song, "Am I fragrant now?"

Peng Song gave a thumbs up in a timely manner: "It smells like a dewy rose."

To be honest, Peng Song still prefers the one endorsed by his male god.

But it was a limited edition, not available in perfume shops, and Peng Song was reluctant to use his own for Yang Ya, but he chose the perfume, and he didn't really want to praise Yang Ya, nor could he deny his professional level.

Yang Ya was very satisfied, and didn't ask Peng Song whether he was handsome, because he was very self-aware.

He put on his sunglasses, put his hands in his pockets, raised his chin and pointed at the door: "Open the door for me, thank you."

Peng Song was speechless for a while, but helped him push the door open.

In an instant, Peng Song felt a gust of fragrant wind blowing against his back.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Yang Ya striding into the venue.The hem of the windbreaker flew by without any wind. Yang Ya tilted his head slightly before taking a few steps, took off his sunglasses, and stuffed them back into his pocket.

However, no one else in the venue noticed his debut.

But as his only audience who has enjoyed this passage up close, Peng Song still feels that he has been pretended by him.

Peng Song didn't know what happened to Yang Ya all of a sudden, he looked like a peacock spreading its tail, and also like a glowing firefly, with signals of "look at me, look at me, look at me" all over his body.

Yang Ya walked up to the place where Yue Qin was sitting with his head held high, and when he found that he was not there, he withered instantly.

The banquet was self-service, the venue was very large, and people were constantly moving around. Yang Ya looked around for a long time before locking Yue Qin's position, and picked up the tray to create a chance encounter.

Yang Ya first added two small corn buns for himself.

Then he pretended to be struggling with what to eat, and moved towards Yue Qin little by little.

Yue Qin must have come here to find him.

After so many years, Yue Qin is still willing to come to him, so he must love him very much.

Now Yang Ya has the burden of being an idol, he doesn't want to take the initiative, it seems that he is not reserved, but he doesn't mind giving Yue Qin a small tail, let him "coincidentally" see him, and give him one to make for himself Chance to surprise.

He stopped one meter away from Yueqin, pretended to have spotted the green beans in the pine nut corn..., and picked up the beans one by one into the tray.

However, he picked up the beans for 5 minutes, and he almost picked up all the green beans on the plate, and Yue Qin hadn't seen him yet.

I don't know who he is talking to, the tone of his voice is confident and sincere that Yang Ya has never heard before, and the content is also incomprehensible to Yang Ya.

After waiting for a long time, Yang Ya only heard that Yue Qin was talking about work with someone, but Yang Ya didn't hear what Yue Qin was doing now.

Yue Qin didn't see him, and was soon led away by a woman.

Obsessive-compulsive disorder made Yang Ya follow after picking the last green bean. In order to make his stalking less deliberate, Yang Ya took a roundabout tactic, piled food on the plate all the way, and swayed slowly in front of the two. go.

The woman was introducing Yue Qin to others, and then the other party began to ask Yue Qin questions. At first, Yue Qin answered very jerky, but soon let go, and even took the initiative to introduce something to the other party.

Yang Ya glanced at them a few more times, and suddenly remembered that they were dressed exactly like the rich woman and her little boy. No wonder the top of the head of the "little boy" looked familiar when he saw it. Sure enough, there is gravity between lovers, even after eight years. No, he can only see a whirl, and his subconscious mind still recognizes Yue Qin.

Yang Ya was suddenly moved.When he recovered from being touched, Yue Qin and the woman moved away again.

Yue Qin always followed that woman, so he should be a secretary now, right?

Yang Ya couldn't tell how much his outfit was worth, but considering that the secretary was similar to an assistant, and that woman looked very rich, Yue Qin's salary would definitely not be that low.

Knowing that Yue Qin is doing well now, Yang Ya is very glad that he chose to break the mirror and left Yue Qin resolutely.

Now they are all doing well, if Yang Ya hadn't chosen to leave without saying goodbye, not only would he not be able to be what he is now, but he might also be holding Yue Qin back.

Yang Ya chased after him again and blocked Yue Qin.

However, he blocked Yue Qin for more than half an hour, and the food in the tray was almost piled up, and Yue Qin still didn't see him.

Yang Ya couldn't help being suspicious: Did he really come to find him?

He looks like he's here to talk about work, but doesn't he actually know he's here?

Yang Ya's hands are strong, but it doesn't mean that he can carry a tray weighing five or six kilograms for half an hour without feeling pain in his wrist. Since the tray couldn't fit, Yang Ya had to find a nearby table to sit on. He got down and glanced at Yue Qin while eating.

When Yue Qin changed places, he also pretended to have an extra meal, took the tray to the nearest table, and followed for another 10 minutes. Yang Ya found that Yue Qin had been talking to someone, and the woman who took him ate several mouthfuls Not only did Yue Qin not eat anything, he didn't even have a sip of water.

This boss is too capable of squeezing his subordinates!

Yang Ya was a little angry, but because of the burden of his idol, he couldn't do anything.

Finally, the woman was willing to let Yue Qin go to eat. Seeing Yue Qin galloping between the dining shelves with small steps, Yang Ya calmly took a piece of cake from his tray and held it near his chin. He leisurely walked towards Yue Qin.

He cut off Yue Qin's beard obliquely in front, Yue Qin didn't see him, and bumped into him, Yang Ya turned around, and the cake just rubbed Yue Qin's lips heavily.

One intentional and the other unintentional, plus Yang Ya's size advantage, Yue Qin was a little dazed by the bump, and took a few steps back covering his head.

The two spoke at the same time.

"sorry!"

"Are you OK?"

The rather familiar voice startled Yue Qin for a moment, he looked up to see Yang Ya's face, and a faint scent of roses entered his nostrils, making his heart skip a beat unexpectedly.

Yue Qin opened his mouth, but was speechless.

Yang Ya frowned and stared at him for a while, a smile suddenly leaked from the corner of his mouth, he asked in surprise, "Yue Qin?"

"Yang, Yang Ya..." Yue Qin's voice was as soft as blisters popping out of his throat.

The smile on Yang Ya's face was replaced by seriousness in an instant. He put the cake aside, leaned over and pressed Yue Qin's shoulder, and rubbed his thumb against Yue Qin's mouth.

"It's on the cake."

As he spoke, Yang Ya scratched his cheeks "casually", and wiped the cake towards the corner of his mouth.

When his thumb was about to touch the corner of Yue Qin's mouth, Yang Ya slowed down a little bit, and gradually increased his strength. Yue Qin watched him in a daze, and after tasting a little bit of sweetness, he licked it subconsciously. The corner of the mouth and the tip of the tongue just touched Yang Ya's thumb.

When he regained consciousness, Yang Ya quickly wiped his lips and retracted his hand.

After being wiped by Yang Ya, Yue Qin's lips were bleeding red.

Yue Qin lowered his head uncomfortably. He wanted to back away, but because Yang Ya was still pressing on his shoulder, he couldn't escape.

Yang Ya looked at him with a smile: "Is it sweet?"

Yue Qin rubbed his lips with the back of his hand, then raised his head in horror, "Yang Ya, why is this cake so spicy?"

There is a fishy smell in the spiciness, oily and salty, and the sweetness of the cake itself is overwhelmed immediately after the entrance.

The author says:

In the first hour of reuniting with his wife, Yang Mingxing started his car rollover journey.