After wearing the book and the future boss HE

Chu Yan blinked blankly, and asked Huo Qiao, "Who are you talking about?"

Huo Qiao looked at him and said without emotion: "The one you dated during the day."

Chu Yan thought for a moment in doubt, "Are you talking about He Jiaqin?"

He looked at Huo Qiao in surprise, "He's not my boyfriend!"

Huo Qiao frowned slightly, "Then who is he?"

"He's my neighbor, he lives upstairs from my house." Chu Yan blinked, "Besides, we're not dating either..."

Chu Yan told about the fact that He Jiaqin helped their family a lot and he invited him back to dinner.

Huo Qiao frowned even more after hearing this, and his eyes fell on Chu Yan's still red and swollen lips.

He asked, "Then what happened to your mouth?"

Chu Yan couldn't help being at a loss again.

He touched his lips with his empty hand, and asked puzzledly, "What's wrong with my mouth?"

Chu Yan looked at him, seeing that Chu Yan really didn't understand, he said, "It's swollen."

"swell?"

Chu Yan frowned suspiciously, and after thinking about it for a while, he came to his senses, "Ah, that's because I ate a lot of mochi today, and it's probably swollen from the heat..."

When he came back, he only felt that his lips were a little hot, but he didn't pay special attention to it.

Now that Huo Qiao pointed it out, Chu Yan was immediately surprised.

He asked Huo Qiao: "Is it obvious?"

Huo Qiao looked at him for a long time, then frowned, "Really?"

Chu Yan wondered if this was true or not.

He nodded, "Really, Ma Xiao is delicious, but it's too spicy..."

As he was talking, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, he suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at Huo Qiao, and stammered, "You, you don't think I'm...kissing with He Jiaqin, do you?"

Before he finished speaking, his ears were already red, and even his fair face became crimson.

Huo Qiao watched the change in Chu Yan's expression, but suddenly felt relieved.

He thought, Chu Yan is so shy easily, it should be because he really didn't kiss anyone.

Huo Qiao didn't speak, but his almost tacit response made Chu Yan feel that he had guessed right.

His face couldn't help but get even redder, he opened his eyes wide and asked Huo Qiao: "Why do you... think so?"

Huo Qiao thought to himself, because Chu Yan's mouth looked like someone had kissed it.

But he couldn't say the reason.

Seeing Chu Yan's anxious and shy appearance, Huo Qiao suddenly wanted to know more about him.

So he asked, "Have you ever kissed someone?"

Chu Yan: "!!!"

He never expected that the topic would suddenly jump here.

Huo Qiao looked down at him, his handsome face remained expressionless, as if he was just chatting with Chu Yan.

Since Chu Yan's sexual awakening in adolescence, he has not talked about emotional matters with other people in detail.

Most of the other friends like girls, and Chu Yan doesn't really want others to know his sexual orientation.

Seeing Huo Qiao's normal expression at this time, Chu Yan touched his nose, wondering if he was too sensitive, Huo Qiao was just chatting with him.

Thinking of this, Chu Yan convinced himself of his embarrassment, shook his head, and said honestly: "No."

Huo Qiao asked again: "So have you ever been in love with someone?"

Chu Yan felt embarrassed again.

He shook his head again, "No."

Huo Qiao raised his eyebrows lightly, "Then how do you know that you like the same sex?"

Chu Yan's neck started to turn red, and he lowered his eyes and whispered, "One time... I saw a male's camera work, and I thought it was very attractive, more attractive to me than a female's."

When he was 14 years old, he followed his parents to see a video exhibition of a new photographer, and there was a photo of a male nude that he looked at for a long time.

At that time, Chu Yan felt that the photo had a unique beauty combining power and sexiness, so it was very attractive to him.

But later he found that even in daily life, he looked at the same sex much more than he looked at women.

Chu Yan felt strange, so he went to the library to check a lot of information, and finally confirmed that he was gay.

Fortunately, one of his parents is engaged in scientific research and the other is engaged in medical work. After knowing this, they both expressed understanding and support for him, so Chu Yan never received any criticism because of his sexuality.

Chu Yan himself doesn't think it is disgraceful to like the same sex, but the memory in his mind tells him that Yuanzheng has been afraid of being found out since he knew that he likes boys, and he thinks he is sick.

This is also the first time Chu Yan has come into contact with the voices of homosexuals around his age.

Facing Huo Qiao, Chu Yan felt that there was nothing he could not say.

Therefore, he chose to tell Huo Qiao some details about his experience.

After hearing this, Huo Qiao looked at him in surprise, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Naked?"

Chu Yan was stunned for a moment, and quickly blushed and shook his head, "No, only the upper body, it's a very artistic photo."

Huo Qiao glanced at him again, and then chuckled lightly.

Chu Yan: "..."

He felt that his image in Huo Qiao's heart was running wildly in the direction of the old color critic.

Although Chu Yan was chatting with Huo Qiao, he was still holding the pomegranate pulp in his hand.

He was afraid that the pomegranate would not taste good after a long time, so he stretched out his hand to Huo Qiao again, "Eat it quickly, it's delicious."

Huo Qiao lowered his eyelids to look at Chu's extended hand, and suddenly asked: "Is it true that you haven't been peeled by others?"

Chu Yan said, "Except for myself and you, I haven't stripped anyone else."

He was actually a little puzzled, and didn't understand why Huo Qiao was so obsessed with this question.

Huo Qiao seemed to be pleased, he hooked his lips, and took the pomegranate seeds from Chu Yan's palm.

His fingers touched Chu Yan's palm, which made Chu Yan feel a little itchy.

After Huo Qiao took all the pomegranate seeds away, Chu Yan took out a tissue to wipe his hands clean, and then looked at Huo Qiao with bright eyes.

Huo Qiao doesn't like to eat this kind of sweet and troublesome fruit, but he thinks he can eat it today.

He took a pomegranate pulp and put it in his mouth, biting it lightly, the sweet juice came out.

Chu Yan looked at him expectantly.

For some reason, Chu Yan felt a little happy watching Huo Qiao eat the pomegranate he had peeled.

He couldn't help but bend the corners of his lips.

Huo Qiao saw Chu Yan staring at him brightly, as if waiting for his own evaluation.

He paused, then picked up a pomegranate pulp and fed it to Chu Yan's mouth.

The pomegranates that Wang Mei bought were very good, with big and plump flesh.

Seeing Huo Qiao feeding himself the bright red pomegranate pulp, Chu Yan thought that Huo Qiao didn't know how to describe the taste of the pomegranate, so he let him taste it himself.

So Chu Yan subconsciously ate the pomegranate pulp that Huo Qiao fed him, he sucked it, and then smiled and said, "It's so sweet."

Huo Qiao rubbed the finger accidentally touched by Chu Yan's lips and tongue indiscriminately, and let out a calm "um".

He looked at Chu Yan's smiling face, and suddenly asked, "What do you like?"

"Ok?"

Chu Yan thought the pomegranate was delicious, so he picked up the half that he hadn't finished peeling before, peeled it and ate it.

Hearing Huo Qiao's question, he froze for a moment, "Do you mean... people?"

Huo Qiao let out a "hmm".

Chu Yan thought for a while, and then found that he couldn't speak.

He said to Huo Qiao: "I don't have anyone I like now, so I don't know what he looks like."

Huo Qiao raised his eyebrows, and saw Chu Yan smiling again.

"However, when the person I like appears, I will definitely know that I like him at a glance."

Chu Yan's voice seemed to be saying something that couldn't be more certain: "Then what he looks like, the person I like will be like that."

Huo Qiao: "..."

He tugged at the corner of his mouth, "Did you watch too much TV?"

"Why don't you believe it?" Chu Yan looked at him in confusion, "I think that's the case."

Huo Qiao looked at him for a moment.

He suddenly found that Chu Yan was almost naive in the matter of feelings, just like believing in fairy tales when he was a child, he had a very pure enthusiasm for those emotional chicken soup or the plots in movies.

Huo Qiao couldn't understand this kind of enthusiasm. He instinctively thought that feelings were the most untrustworthy and betrayal thing in this world.

But looking at Chu Yan's bright eyes, Huo Qiao didn't plan to say too much.

So he just curled his lips and said, "I'm afraid your vision is too bad."

"How could that be?" Chu Yan smiled, "My vision is very good."

"Really." Huo Qiao was noncommittal.

He slowly finished eating the pomegranate that Chu Yan gave him, took out a tissue to dry his hands, and said, "I'm leaving."

Chu Yan was startled, "So fast?"

He felt that Huo Qiao hadn't sat down for a while yet.

Huo Qiao raised his eyelids and glanced at him, "You want to let me sleep at your house?"

"It's not impossible." Chu Yan really thought about it seriously.

He suggested to Huo Qiao: "If you don't mind sleeping on my bed, I can sleep on the sofa. Anyway, I sleep well and won't move around."

Huo Qiao couldn't help but frowned slightly, the sofa in Chu Yan's house was an old-fashioned narrow long sofa, and with Chu Yan's physique, even if he could sleep on it, he would definitely not be able to sleep comfortably.

Sometimes he really doesn't understand what Chu Yan is thinking.

Huo Qiao lightly raised his hand and tapped Chu Yan's head, and asked him, "Are you stupid?"

Chu Yan failed to keep Huo Qiao, but was scolded by Huo Qiao instead.

He was stunned for a moment, and had no choice but to follow Huo Qiao to the door.

When he was about to change his shoes, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't shown the camellias to Huo Qiao yet, so he asked Huo Qiao, "Do you want to see the flowers you gave me?"

Huo Qiao froze for a moment, "What flower?"

Chu Yan looked at him, and found that Huo Qiao couldn't remember at all, and was suddenly disappointed.

"You don't remember."

Chu Yan said: "It's the camellia you gave me when I went to your house for the first time."

Huo Qiao just remembered.

He laughed, "Oh, the flower that was stalked by a certain kitten and refused to throw it away."

Chu Yan was stunned for a moment, and his face slowly turned red again.

"You're the cat." He whispered, "I'm not stalking either."

Huo Qiao asked, "No?"

Now Chu Yan was not so sure, he said: "...No."

Huo Qiao laughed, and said perfunctorily: "Well, if you say there is no one, then there is none."

Chu Yan: "..."

The enthusiasm on his face made him decide to abandon the topic.

He turned back to the camellia: "So do you want to take a look? The camellia is growing really well now. Oh yes," he said again: "Dabai is also in my room, the big white bear you gave me."

Huo Qiao looked at him, and then said, "Xiao Hei Da Bai, why do you have so many names, like a child."

He asked Chu Yan: "How old are you?"

Chu Yan was stunned, wondering why Huo Qiao was like this.

Always laughing at him.

Angry!

Chu Yan was so angry that he couldn't speak, Huo Qiao lowered his eyelids to look at him, "Are you angry?"

Chu Yan: "Yes!"

Huo Qiao laughed, and rubbed Chu Yan's head, "You can raise camellias if you want, and I won't look at them. As for Dabai..."

He paused, then said, "Next time."

Huo Qiao had no interest in plush dolls, he couldn't even remember what the big white bear looked like, he just remembered that it was the biggest bear in the store.

But Chu Yan liked it very much. Huo Qiao couldn't understand why Chu Yan had so many strange hobbies.

The refusal in Huo Qiao's tone was obvious. Standing by the door of Chu Yan's house, he was taller than before the holiday, and his temperament seemed more mature than before.

It looked completely out of place with my own home.

Chu Yan had no choice but to nod, "Okay then, I'll take you out."

The two changed their shoes and went downstairs again through the narrow stairs.

Huo Qiao called a car in advance, and Chu Yan sent him to the corner of Xiaoyu Street, and it didn't take long for the car Huo Qiao called to arrive.

Chu Yan sent him to the car, and then waved to him through the car window. He smiled and said, "See you at the beginning of school."

Huo Qiao looked at Chu Yan's obedient smiling face, and let out a "huh" for a long time.

The author has something to say:

They're so stupid (sigh)