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Chu Yan didn't close the door when he was cleaning the study, so his exclamation clearly reached Huo Qiao's ears.

But Chu Yan didn't notice this.

He was squatting by the trash can, looking at the familiar pink envelope that was broken into several pieces.

Judging from the broken edges, the envelope cover and the white letter paper inside were still glued together, and Chu Yan knew that Huo Qiao hadn't opened the letter to read it.

He was a little surprised that the love letter that Huo Qiao put away was finally thrown away by him.

It's just that they threw it in the trash can at home.

Huo Qiao paused when he heard Chu Yan's cry, thinking "this is normal".

He told himself that no matter what Chu Yan broke, he should not look too fierce, and then he walked slowly towards the study.

I saw Chu Yan holding a piece of pink and looking at it. Hearing his footsteps, he turned his head to look, with a smile on his face.

Huo Qiao: "?"

He instinctively felt that this was a little different from what he thought, and then he focused on Chu Yan's hand, unable to remember what the pink thing was for a while.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, "What are you doing?"

Chu Yan shook the envelope in his hand at him, looking at him with dark and bright eyes.

"Huo Qiao," Chu Yan said, "I find that you are quite careful sometimes."

Huo Qiao: "?"

He raised his eyelids to look at Chu Yan, and said softly, "Are you out of your mind?"

Chu Yan still bent his lips, and he said: "I thought you would be a difficult person to get along with, and you were also very proud. Sitting next to you, I would be afraid of being beaten by you every day."

"???"

Huo Qiao's face turned dark, and he asked, "Am I a violent madman in your eyes?"

Chu Yan shook his head.

"You don't understand. Anyway, after I got to know you, I feel... It seems that many things are not so scary." Chu Yan looked at Huo Qiao, "That day in the alley, you helped me beat those villains away. Thank you."

"Oh, by the way!" Chu Yan suddenly thought of something happy, with a nice smile on his face, "I haven't told you the follow-up of my report yet!

"Those bad guys are worse than I thought. The police have already arrested them, and they will recover the money I was extorted from. Much faster than I thought!"

Huo Qiao looked at Chu Yan's smiling face, and gave a soft "hmm" for a long time.

In fact, he knew about this a long time ago, even a little earlier than Chu Yan did. Chen Xingye called him early in the morning.

At that time, he didn't feel anything when he received the call from Chen Xingye, and he still felt that he was meddling in unnecessary business that day.

However, seeing Chu Yan's smile now, Huo Qiao suddenly felt that the nosy business he took care of back then seemed to have some meaning.

Although it was useless to him, it seemed to be of great help to Chu Yan.

Huo Qiao thought.

-

Chu Yan's first job was much smoother than he had imagined, and Huo Qiao would not tell him what he did not do well, which made him feel uneasy.

When cleaning the balcony, Chu Yan suddenly found a pot of camellias in Huo Qiao's house.

The overall shape of the pot of camellia is very beautiful, and it is a good product at first glance, but it is placed in a corner in an unsuitable manner, as if the owner does not want to cast too much attention on it.

Chu Yan let out an "ah", and walked over to find that the branches and leaves that should have been emerald green were a little faded.

He squatted down and touched the leaves of the camellia with some pity, but when he looked up, he found that Huo Qiao was leaning on the wall and looking at him with arms folded—or looking at the camellia in his hand.

He was squatting, and Huo Qiao who was standing seemed a bit condescending to him.

Huo Qiao lowered his eyes, Chu Yan couldn't see his expression clearly, but suddenly felt that Huo Qiao was a little cold at this moment.

Chu Yan looked at Shan Cha again, a little at a loss.

I heard Huo Qiao suddenly say, "Throw it away."

Chu Yan was surprised.

He suspected that he had heard it wrong, so he said, "But this potted flower is very good."

Huo Qiao didn't want to explain to him. He looked at the pot of flowers sent by Meng Ling's assistant, with complex emotions brewing in his eyes, and he suppressed them one by one.

In the end, Huo Qiao just said, "Remember to take it with you when you go downstairs later."

……

Chu Yan flattened and folded the cartons that needed to be thrown away, and then used black garbage bags to sort them and the cleaned garbage into three bags in total.

He carried the garbage bag and put it outside the entrance, where there was already a pot of camellias that he had put here earlier.

Looking at the camellia, Chu Yan still felt it was a pity.

He looked up at Huo Qiao, intending to say goodbye to Huo Qiao, but he couldn't take these things away by himself at once, he planned to take them twice, so he wanted to say something to Huo Qiao.

He just called Huo Qiao's name, but before he could say anything, Huo Qiao, who was playing a game, suddenly asked him to wait.

Chu Yan was a little puzzled, but still waited obediently.

He saw Huo Qiao throw the handle and turn off the TV, then went into the bedroom, changed his clothes and came out.

Meeting Chu Yan's gaze, Huo Qiao said simply, "I want to go out too, together."

He looked at the garbage bags on the ground, bent down naturally and picked up the two larger bags.

"Huh?" Chu Yan was stunned for a moment, and he subconsciously reached out to take back the garbage bag.

But Huo Qiao easily dodged it.

The boy looked down at him, frowned slightly, and asked, "Are you still leaving?"

Chu Yan had no choice but to lift up the remaining garbage bags, not forgetting to hold the pot of camellia tightly in his arms.

In the elevator, Chu Yan carefully observed Huo Qiao's expression.

He found that Huo Qiao had become expressionless again, but the indifference he felt before had disappeared a lot.

Chu Yan hugged the camellia in his arms tightly, inexplicably feeling that this pot of camellia should be meaningful.

He hesitated, but still called Huo Qiao's name in a low voice.

Huo Qiao said "Hum", and then heard Chu Yan's lack of confidence.

"Well, if you don't want this pot of camellia, I... can I take it back and raise it?"

Huo Qiao: "..."

He looked at Chu Yan, and saw his new deskmate with his head bowed and ears flushed. Perhaps he felt his gaze, and the blush soon spread to his fair neck.

Huo Qiao thought it was funny, he laughed, and said in a playful voice, "Why, isn't my deskmate even willing to throw away flowers?"

Hearing what he said, Chu Yan couldn't help but blushed even more.

But having said it out, Chu Yan broke the can.

He raised his face to look at Huo Qiao, and admitted generously and seriously, "Yes, I like it very much."

For Huo Qiao, since he has decided to throw away things, he doesn't want to get them back.So it doesn't make any difference to him whether the potted flower is thrown in the trash or taken away by Chu Yan.

But seeing how his new deskmate was trying to stay calm, Huo Qiao suddenly felt like teasing him.

He thinks that Chu Yan looks like a cat, not a rare breed but a very common pastoral cat, but it looks as if it has been well-bred and its fur is soft and smooth. Huo Qiao wants to see how Chu Yan blows his fur.

So he said, "What if I don't give it?"

Chu Yan let out an "ah", looking very disappointed.

But he thought about it, and said to Huo Qiao, "But you don't want it anymore. Then I will throw it in the trash can for a while, and then I will pick it up after you leave. In this way, this potted flower is equivalent to a land without owner." It’s not too much for me to take it away.”

Huo Qiao was a little surprised by Chu Yan's answer, he smiled, and said indifferently, "In that case, I'll send you off."

Then he watched the boy's eyes light up little by little, and then the corners of his mouth raised into a big smile.

Like a flower blooming.

-

The two got off the elevator, each threw the rubbish into the trash can by category, and went to the little murloc statue to wash their hands.

This is a small pool for people to wash their hands.

The water gushes out from the mouth of the little murloc, shining brightly in the sunlight.The water was so clear and cool that Chu Yan couldn't help touching it more.

Huo Qiao found out and laughed at him, "Are you a child?"

Chu Yan raised his eyes and was about to speak when he heard Huo Qiao's cell phone ring.

Huo Qiao picked it up, said something over there, and Chu Yan heard Huo Qiao say, "Okay, I'm coming out, wait for me at the door." Then he hung up the phone, and Huo Qiao looked at Chu Yan.

Chu Yan quickly said: "Huo Qiao, if you have something to do, go first, I have stored the car, and I will pick it up later."

Huo Qiao's community is very strict. His bicycle cannot be parked at will, and he was instructed by the guard to park it at the designated location.

Huo Qiao snorted, "Then I'll go first."

"Okay." Chu Yan nodded obediently. He watched Huo Qiao take a few steps, and called Huo Qiao again when he thought of something.

"?" Huo Qiao turned to look at him with raised eyebrows.

Chu Yan smiled embarrassedly, "Huo Qiao, can you give me a five-star praise?" In Wangmei Company, the praise rate given by customers is very important.

Huo Qiao looked at him, frowned slightly, and then said, "Trouble."

-

At the dinner table in the evening, Wang Mei set up a table of delicious food.

She kept adding food to Chu Yan, as if she wanted to put all the delicious things in Chu Yan's bowl.

Chu Yan was a little helpless, and quickly said: "Okay, I've had enough, mom, you can eat too." Originally, he hoped that Wang Mei could have a good rest, but he didn't expect Wang Mei to cook so much food at home. Yes, Chu Yan felt a little distressed.

Wang Mei smiled, "I'm eating, Yanyan has worked hard today, eat more."

Chu Yan shook his head, "It's not hard, today's...customer is very nice."

Wang Mei said, "I think so, my son is just attractive, and someone even gave you such a beautiful pot of flowers."

Chu Yan thought to himself that this is all going on, he just picked up what Huo Qiao didn't want.

Wang Mei saw that he didn't believe it, so she said, "Yanyan, don't believe it, people even gave you five-star praise, here, while I was cooking."

After realizing what Wang Mei was talking about, Chu Yan was stunned for a moment. At that time, Huo Qiao was very impatient. He thought that Huo Qiao would not give him a good review. It will be specially scored, but it doesn't matter, the default praise is also a praise.

Now that Wang Mei said that Huo Qiao gave herself a five-star praise, Chu Yan immediately became happy, and followed the screen of the mobile phone Wang Mei handed over to see that there was only a simple sentence "OK" under the five stars.

Chu Yan bent the corners of his mouth, thinking that it was really Huo Qiao's style.

He was so happy that he ate a few more mouthfuls without knowing it.

Even Wang Mei said to him, "This flower pot looks strange and beautiful. It's different from other flower pots. Why should it cost dozens of dollars?" .

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