Uncertain age difference

164.

The show recorded a few outdoor performances, and the instructor's part was not very heavy. Ning Huang swiped his phone and saw a rare update of Lu Chen's Weibo.

The two pictures are champagne roses, with trimmed branches and leaves, inserted in a vase, lined with a white marble table top, soft and light orange-pink petals, dripping water droplets one after another.

The word matching is to ask, which of the two vases is better.

At first glance, Ning Huang didn't see any difference between the two vases, but when he looked closely, he found that the left and right vases looked different.

Take a closer look.

This vase is made of Lego.

The first one has no handle, and the second one uses modules to put a handle on it.

--Lego!

The one he spelled half way through?

Ning Huang was dumbfounded, seeing the comments below.

"Some CEOs are in Tianliang Wangpo, some CEOs are chasing down their wives, and some CEOs are playing Lego."

Ning Huang saved the picture expressionlessly and forwarded it to Lu Chen.

Lu Chen: Did you see it?

Lu Chen: I wanted to go home and give you a surprise.

He's pretty proud.

Where is the surprise!

Ning Huang typed and said: Lu Chen.

Lu Chen: Huh?

Ning Huang: ...my Lego.

He sent a screen full of cat boxing emojis.

Boss Lu showed that it was typing for a long time, and finally sent a pitiful expression, and said solemnly, this is the first time you sent me flowers, and I want to pretend quickly.

Ning Huang said: This is my first time playing Lego.

He was so angry that the top of his head was smoking, and his big castle was half built.

The remaining half has just turned into a vase, so what about the other half of his castle!

I opened the vase again and looked at it, and it looked pretty good.

--That's not OK.

He sent several cat-mao punches, threatening him: I will dismantle it for you when I go back.

Lu Chen said: Uncle, I managed to put it together.Late for work.

The little hedgehog can almost imagine that this cunning big dog is pretending to be pitiful to him through the screen, with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, as if he is the victim.

But it was actually his castle that was demolished.

Ning Huang was so angry that the top of his head was smoking, and he was about to scold the street fiercely, and the screen banged: Lu Chen, your employees know that their boss is doing this out of business?

Lu Chen said that after I posted on Weibo, they should all know about it.

The little hedgehog bared his teeth in anger.

Send him a voice message, saying that Lu Chen is dead for you, don't go home tonight.

It took a long time to type over there.

But Lu Chen said: Uncle, do you want to go buy a new vase together at night.

There are so many flowers that a vase cannot hold them.

Qing Piao Piao took his temper away.

Ning Huang punched the cotton.

Click on Lu Chen's Weibo, and read it angrily for a long time.

Finding that even the background wall has become the bouquet of champagne roses, unconsciously stretched his brows and eyes.

One back, all right.

165.

There were people discussing quietly under Lu Chen's Weibo.

"Champagne rose... Am I thinking too much?"

"+1, I thought of it too, who is the most famous..."

"Is this another star-chasing trick by Mr. Lu, the straight man?"

Lu Chen's heart moved slowly, and he clicked in. It was an edited video titled, The Indissoluble Bond between the Male God and Champagne Rose.

Most of them are after my little uncle is 27 or [-] years old, and the interview questions are all routine, asking about favorite music, favorite places to travel, and things he likes to do.

Apart from liking music, Ning Huang's interest has grown very quickly. Most of these interviews are casual, and it varies from year to year.

This year I like to soak in hot springs, next year I like to go skiing, and the year after that I want to try skydiving.

Only when he was asked about his favorite flowers, he always said champagne roses.

The interviewer smiled and said, "Mr. Ning seems to be the only one who has always liked this. Is there any origin?"

The person in the camera was stunned, and said, there is no relationship, just a glance at it, and I fell in love with it.

Among the lush, fresh and bright flowers, it is easy to see at a glance, stretching gentle colors.

Year by year.

The backstage of his concert is full of this color.

The songs he wrote after the transformation were sharp and cold, and the style of the stage was mostly like this, with colors ranging from sad red to green, or cold and emotionless gray and white.

But after the end, the flowers I took over were always the warmest and softest colors.

He once took this bouquet of roses, kissed the stamens gently, and evoked a rare and gentle smile.

Singing until the tired voice said softly, thank you.

Startled the audience shouted one after another.

It's just that no one knew that he was also sitting under the stage at that time.

Dressed decently, with handsome eyes, he was smiling and imagining that what Ning Huang was kissing was not the stamen, but himself.

It is obsessive longing and greed.

He couldn't touch him in daylight, so he was stingy with the sporadic contacts and the past.

Outsiders are only allowed to read a little bit of the story between him and his little uncle.

Let them guess wildly, and they will never see a little bit of the whole picture.

But something is loosening, swelling and growing softly and crisply.

He looked at the bouquet of roses again, and posted in the comments: @宁皇

2 minutes later.

The little hedgehog reluctantly gave him a thumbs up.

166.

Ning Huang changed his outfit, but when they met, he realized that Lu Chen's attire was different from usual.

A light yellow v-neck sweater with a contrasting blue plaid shirt, jeans, and white sneakers.

——Simply no different from a student.

A nice and gentle big boy.

This set was set up for Lu Chen when he was 27 years old, and it is completely his aesthetics and taste.

Apart from the suit, the dress that best suits his hobby.

Shocked Ning shook for a full minute, and took a long time to look at him, asking why you were dressed like this.

Lu Chen just laughed: "Now there are so many paparazzi who want to take pictures of you, even I recognize them, so change them so that they won't get stuck."

Lu Chen himself was a little embarrassed, and asked him in a low voice, saying that he hadn't worn it for several years, did it still fit.

"...It's okay." Ning Huang tried to keep his eyes from staring, looking stupid.

So just holding a faint expression.

Then use a tactical scrutiny, from the hair, to the collarbone chest, wide shoulders and narrow waist, slender legs, and then to the shoes.

As if to rate his figure.

Then casually commented: "Fold the hem of the jeans a little, it will look better."

Lu Chen was very obedient, he squatted down and folded up obediently.

Standing up again, he said, "Come here."

Lu Chen approached.

He unbuttoned a button on Lu Chen's collar.

Show a little elegant neckline.

His Adam's apple moved, and finally he could see comfortably, satisfying everything.

very perfect.

It fits perfectly with his idiosyncrasies.

The little hedgehog thought that the clothes were perfect, so he heard Boss Lu say slowly: "Little uncle, you used to make clothes for me with this look."

Leaning lazily on the sofa, he looked at him unscrupulously.

Hook your fingers and let him get closer.

After tidying up his clothes, he pushed him away again.

The more upright Ning Huang was, the more he felt that his little uncle had no selfishness towards him.

The proud and radiant star should just be examining his clothes.

And because of this, I felt myself blushing and heartbeating.

It's the bad guys with ulterior motives.

But now it seems...

He asked softly: "Little uncle."

"Ok?"

"Do you like me dressed like this?"

He watched Ning Huang's pupils tremble, and stepped back two steps, pretending to look at the sofa beside him.

He hesitated for a long while, and said, "It's okay."

How could he not like the way he raised and dressed himself.

Can't see the expression through the mask.

Pity.

The evil eyes in Lu Chen's heart are ready to move.

But he pretended to be a gentle and kind person again, and said, it doesn't matter if you like it, if you want to give you a hug.

Ning Huang glared at him and said, get out.

Even if you pick a time when there are few people, it is inevitable that customers will pass by.

Whether it's for professional reasons or because of the habit of being buried deep in the ground for many years.

The 27-year-old habit has continued to this day.

He is kissed, liked, touched, and desired by Lu Chen only when others can't see him.

Not a lot, but at least I like him.

where others can see,

Everything is as usual, even the back of the hand will not be touched.

He gets close to him.

He gets close to him.

That's the relationship.

The mature and prudent little hedgehog thought, this is the best way, it will save trouble, be convenient, and won't create side effects.

Can't help but secretly glance at Lu Chen's tall figure.

But pretending to be disdainful.