I became popular after dating my ex on a variety show

[Gu Yuzhou: The designer has changed everything according to the requirements. You asked me if I could keep the design drafts that you didn't like before. A friend of his liked it very much and probably wanted to buy it.The photo I sent you now is the finished product, and the ring is already in my hand. If necessary, I can take a video with you to see it.The only problem is that the carats of the diamonds in this pair of rings are a bit small, and the designer repeatedly asked me to confirm whether it needs to be adjusted and made larger]

Regarding the issue of the ring, Gu Yuzhou showed Ruan Song a total of four design drafts, and the first three editions were all luxurious.

The designer has put a lot of thought into the implication and ideas of the design, and the various carved patterns are exquisite, but there is probably no eye-catching, and Ruan Song is a little bit out of place, so I can't think of such a pair of things that are not offered in the jewelry box. Instead, it was worn on his and Ren Qinming's hands.

So after several days of repeated discussions between Ruan Song, Gu Yuzhou and the designer, they finally came up with the current pair of rings.

This time, Ruan Song thought it was right at a glance, but he just clicked on the picture and took a look before returning.

[Whether I have money or not, anyway, I have Song: I don’t need the video, just this one, it’s pretty good, thank the designer for me, you can just bring it here for Ren Qinming’s birthday the day after tomorrow]

Gu Yuzhou replied "OK".

But after a while, I still felt that I couldn't be lazy, so I had to take a short video of Ruan Song to be safe. After all, once he returned to the country, it would be troublesome to change the ring if he was not satisfied.

Just waiting for him to finally adjust the angle and lighting to shoot the video, Ruan Song's chat box has lost its response.

Gu Yuzhou's subconscious first reaction was to play another voice for Ruan Song, but soon he remembered that his subordinates stopped abruptly, and changed to typing in the input box word by word.

[Gu Yuzhou: If there is still a problem, you can tell me before 10:[-] tomorrow morning domestic time. Good night moon.jpg]

...

in the bedroom.

As soon as Ruan Song finished replying the message to Gu Yuzhou, he turned on his mobile phone and left it on the bedside table. He walked softly and slowly along the trajectory that Ren Qinming left just now, all the way from the room to the living room.

There was no light in the living room outside.

The cold moonlight outside the floor-to-ceiling windows shone all over the floor, and the cold gray-blue color shrouded the empty and quiet hall, and a certain silly dog ​​disappeared.

Ruan Song knew it, and his eyes quickly came to the back of the sofa that was erected high up against him, and as expected, he dug out Ren Qinming from the pile of quilts on it.

Ruan Song turned sideways, sat behind him and joked: "The cover is so tight, I'm not afraid of suffocation."

As a result, the silly dog ​​looked really angry, knowing that he was coming, he didn't raise his face, but pressed his face into the crack of the sofa with a sullen head, refusing to open his eyes to look at anyone.

Ruan Song squeezed him: "Are you really angry?"

The back of Ren Qinming's head didn't move.

Ruan Song squeezed again, leaned directly on Ren Qinming's shoulders, and gave up his entire upper body weight: "Isn't it just a phone call, are you really angry, don't play me on purpose, turn your face and call me have a look."

Ren Qinming did not turn.

Ren Qinming didn't show it.

Whenever Ruan Song stretched out his hand to turn his face away, he buried his head further into the quilt, unwilling anyway.

Ruan Song didn't try hard with him, he just pressed down on him, put his sharp chin on Ren Qinming's shoulder and talked: "I thought I was at least forced to sleep on the sofa when I got angry, why did I run out so stupidly?" , Who is the punishment? This is it. It is too late for you to go back on your word and say that you will be put on the bed instead, so I can pretend that I didn’t hear it.”

"Then are you sure you've taken off half of your clothes, or are you determined not to take care of me?"

"I move by myself and ignore me?"

"Don't limit your number of times and ignore me?"

"Or should I speak out for you first, and then agree that you don't have to wear a condom tonight, and ignore me in any position?"

Ruan Song's first few words and Ren Qinming could still stand up.

But the more he went to the back, the more outrageous the person on the body said in a straightforward manner, as if talking about the weather, almost directly expressing his deepest thoughts.

Ren Qinming even had a momentary illusion: now Ruan Song is not talking in his ear, but talking to him on the phone, talking about love.

Even a veteran driver like Ren Qinming, who had only been on the job with a license, would blush when he heard those explicit and graphic descriptions.

The heart was beating wildly in his chest, and he gave away his feet within a few words, even Ruan Song's hand stretched directly through the gap in the quilt, and he forgot to resist.

And when he regained consciousness, Ruan Song didn't know when to take off his shoes, and got into his quilt.

The familiar body temperature came from the chest that was tightly attached to his back, Ruan Song went straight into his pajamas, his deep voice seemed to have some kind of enchanting magic, and whispered to him: "You secretly Shi Geng, Teacher Ren."

Ren Qinming was caught off guard when he heard Ruan Song calling his teacher, his temples twitched, and finally he couldn't hold it back, he suddenly turned over and grabbed Ruan Song's mischievous hand, and pressed it directly to his head.

He thought he stared at humanity viciously and said, "I won't be angry if you call me teacher?"

Ruan Song was firmly shackled by him, but his smiling eyes were like clear springs in the forest. It was no surprise that he reacted suddenly: "What's that called? What do you like me to call you? Brother?"

Ren Qinming's temples twitched again.

Ruan Song frowned, and smiled even more happily: "Brother Qin Ming?"

On the spot, Ren Qinming's brain "boomed" and a certain string broke. He didn't even need to take off Ruan Song's shirt, and directly took off his pajama pants with deep pupils.

Ruan Song turned over after twisting the man, and slapped him on the buttocks: "lift your waist, don't go to the production team tomorrow."

Ruan Song raised his eyebrows and wanted to say something.

Ren Qinming had already leaned over and bit the back of his neck, and said in a hoarse voice, "Anyway, I just helped, and I didn't take their salary."

...

Ruan Song didn't see the short video Gu Yuzhou had made until he opened his eyes at [-] o'clock the next afternoon.

Two hours have passed since the ten o'clock that Gu Yuzhou said.

During the period, Gu Yuzhou sent him two more messages at 09:30 in the morning and at [-]:[-] a.m. respectively.

One is to remind you to remember to call back after seeing the video.

The other is to inform himself that he has already boarded the plane and is going back to China, and he has already communicated with the designer. If he wants to change the ring, he can ask someone to take it there at any time. He has friends who often travel back and forth at home and abroad.

Back and forth, Gu Yuzhou showed no selfishness at all, he did his best to help this favor, wishing he could be more caring than him.

Ruan Song almost forgot that this person ever liked him.

[Is there money, anyway, I have it. Song: It's good as simple as that, I'm really satisfied, thank you!When it's your birthday, ask Ren Qinming to cook for you!Thank you boss.jpg]

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Ren Qinming was born in December.

On the day of his birthday, City A ushered in the first snow of the year, a goose feather snow.

In just one night, the street buildings outside were covered in silver, and soft ice flakes were floating all over the sky. Ruan Song turned on the radiator and floor heating at home early.

Birthdays are held at home.

Even if it wasn't for the old friends booing and looking for an excuse to get together, Ren Qinming would never have thought about spending so much trouble.

Except for the year when he and Ruan Song separated, the two usually bought a palm-sized cake from a small street shop, put a thin candle on it, and closed their eyes to make a wish.

The only change may be that after going to college, there will be a few extra braised quails and a few cans of beer.

After all, they didn't have much money at that time, and they weren't people who paid much attention to rituals.

So inviting a group of friends to dinner at home like this year is already a big deal.

It's just that Ruan Song specially explained that everyone doesn't need to bring birthday presents, and everyone can bring some favorite dishes and throw them to Ren Qinming to cook, so that he won't have to worry about keeping accounts, always thinking about seeing the opportunity to return them.

Tired.

Right now, early in the morning, the two were stuck in bed and were not ready to open the door to welcome guests. The doorbell had already been ding-dong from outside.

As far as this method of invigorating the soul is concerned, you can know it without looking at it.

It must be Jiang Qiqi.

Since Qin Sijia and Zheng Qing chose the "marriage room" upstairs to them half a year ago, Jiang Qiqi and Liang Yi also came.

The six of them all lived in the same building, Ren Qinming and Ruan Song have no peace since then, and they don't know why Jiang Qiqi catches them so accurately every time, but whenever the two of them are at home a little bit free, they will accept that she has nothing to do. Signs of doorbell bombing.

Sometimes they are called out to go shopping and watch movies;

It instantly enriched their monotonous life a lot.

Facing them, Ren Qinming had long lost the burden of idols, got up from the bed before opening his eyes fully, and went to open the door for them with his messy hair.

In an instant, Jiang Qiqi's big and small bags filled her arms, and said bluntly that it was all she wanted to eat.

Ren Qinming was no longer surprised, and glanced behind Jiang Qiqi and Liang Yi: "Aren't Brother Zheng and Si Jia here?"

Usually they appear in groups of four.

Liang Yi pushed down his glasses: "It just so happened that brother Zheng's friend's winery brought new red wine today, and they went to pick wine early in the morning."

Ren Qinming nodded clearly.

When he went to the kitchen to put away the ingredients and came back, Liang Yi was the only one left in the living room.

Jiang Qiqi broke into the master bedroom in a familiar way, pushed Ruan Song on the bed and shouted: "Brother Song is getting up soon!! Today is Brother Qin Ming's birthday, don't sleep!"

Ruan Song, half asleep and half awake, laughed angrily: "I don't even think about my own birthday, let alone his."

The person nestled in the bedding is like a small animal that desperately needs to hibernate in winter. There is a small hill on the bed, leaving only a few dull hairs on the top of the head exposed, huddled up.

Jiang Qiqi raised her hand and took a photo of him laying on the bed, and posted it on Weibo for public execution.

Immediately, bad intentions came up, and quietly turned on the live broadcast. Facing the exclamation point full of surprises on the screen, Thief Xixi put his index finger to his lips to signal "shh", and gave Ruan Song a notice as if nothing had happened: "Brother Song, you are wearing clothes inside. Did you? Brother Qinming has already entered the kitchen and started making breakfast, if you don’t get up again, I’m going to lift your quilt!"

Ruan Song, who knew nothing about the live broadcast, opened his mouth and said, "Then I advise you not to, Ren Qinming opened the door for you in my pajamas."

Jiang Qiqi: "Then it's fine if you wear his clothes."

Ruan Song: "You have to find it to wear it. His pajamas have been thrown under the sofa or in the bathtub since the night before yesterday. My crew didn't go there yesterday."

[………? 】

The barrage that has been short of food for a long time slowly put out a question mark, asking politely.

[Excuse me, "the night before yesterday", "sofa", "bathtub"...is that what I think it is?Yeah?Mr. Ruan, you'd better get out of the quilt quickly and let us have a look, and then tell us yes! !Don't make me kneel down and beg you! ! !Scream.jpg]

The author has something to say:

Barrage: That's right, it's the taste of Qiu Mingshan, sir!green!back!

A certain shark: I don’t need to explain the meaning of slang ai and knock pao, the little face is yellow.jpg