The beauty god is forced to love every day

Until the elevator door opened, Yu Cheng took a deep breath and strode out.

He thought he would be locked outside, but unexpectedly, his beloved was waiting for him at the door, which eased his uneasy mood a little.

Yan Qing looked at Yu Cheng walking towards him, and for a moment he didn't know what to do, so he could only lower his head and look at his feet.

"Why don't you come in? The room card is in your bag." Yu Cheng tried to make his voice gentler and less cold.

Yan Qing pursed her lips and whispered, "Wait for you."

As he said that, he took out the room card, opened the door, and walked in.

Yu Cheng thought he had heard it wrong. He was stunned for two seconds. His black eyes were instantly filled with joy and he quickly followed in.

When Yan Qing came in, she saw the table was full of documents. Some of it was messy, but the rest was very tidy.

Yu Cheng walked forward quickly and sorted out the information on the desk, looking a little embarrassed, "I didn't have time to sort it out, don't mind."

Yan Qing's light brown eyes flashed with apology, "I delayed you yesterday. I ran to the east and west of the city twice, so I didn't have time to sort it out."

"No." Yu Cheng poured Yan Qing a glass of warm water and squatted in front of him, his eyes full of affection.

"You didn't delay me. It was me who didn't have time to tidy up, and I wanted to see you."

Yan Qing lowered his eyes and met Yu Cheng's eyes. The strong affection made his heart tremble, and an idea popped up in his mind.

Is there love here?

He subconsciously reached out his hand to touch the corner of the eye, and when his fingertips touched the skin, the strangeness in his heart continued to magnify.

It was as if something was growing, getting stronger, breaking free from its shackles and coming out.

Yu Cheng did not move, allowing Yan Qing to do what he wanted, gazing at the person in front of him lovingly, the love he expressed in his mouth overflowing.

He spoke carefully, "Qingqing, do you like me a little bit today? Do you think about me, miss me, and want me?"

"I am unique in your heart, and you feel differently about me."

Yan Qing was stunned for a moment and stared at Yu Cheng blankly. Is this a confession?

Seeing Yan Qing didn't respond, Yu Cheng slowly lowered his head to face her, and said in a cold voice with a slight tremor, "Is there a little bit?"

Yan Qing thought about her own situation and compared it with what Yu Cheng said, her soft voice was firm.

"I am thinking about you and missing you. You are different from others in my heart. I don't know if this is love."

"But I want you to hold me all the time, just your hug, okay?"

Yu Cheng held Yan Qing's hand, and inserted his fingers slowly along the palm, interlocking their fingers tightly, wrapping around each other without a single space.

The deep voice was filled with undisguised joy, "Of course, little friend, you like me."

"Then do you like me?" Yan Qing asked unconfidently.

Yu Cheng took Yan Qing's hand and placed it on his heart. "Do you feel it? It beats only for you."

"I fell in love with you at first sight when school started. Every day when I saw you and Si Yanjin together, I felt miserable and jealous."

"The reason I showed up on the day you returned to the villa was because I was worried about you. I came all the way here. And the time in the studio, I was also worried about you."

"My heart almost broke when I heard your choking voice this time. I rushed here from the west of the city just to make my little friend happy."

"You asked me why I had no intentions towards you. Actually, I did have intentions. I wanted you, my dear."

There is a deafening love in my ears, warm and sincere, and a strong heartbeat can be felt in my palms, with a scorching heat.

Yan Qing suddenly understood, this was the expression of love.

"Then I know, you like me, and I like you too."

Yu Cheng looked straight at Yan Qing with his deep eyes, with a happy smile on his face, "Little friend, I love you, very much."

Yan Qing stared at Yu Cheng in a daze. She felt that this sentence was particularly nice, but she didn't quite understand it.

Yu Cheng looked at Yan Qing's ignorant appearance, feeling a little helpless but more joyful. Loving someone is like raising flowers. He believed that one day he would make Qing Qing understand what love is.

Willing to say: I love you.

He reached out and touched Yan Qing's head, and smiled lightly, "Are you tired? Take a shower and go to bed!"

Yan Qing nodded. She was indeed quite tired. "Okay."

When Yan Qing came out of the bathroom, she found Yu Cheng asleep on the sofa. The computer in front of him was still on, with all kinds of information on it.

My eyes fell on Yu Cheng's face, and I saw that his brows were slightly furrowed, and there were faint blue shadows under his eyelids, indicating his fatigue in recent days.

Yucheng has very long eyelashes, casting a small shadow under his eyes. His high nose bridge and tightly pursed thin lips make his profile look particularly charming.

His hair was a little messy and lay on his forehead. Yan Qing felt a surge of heartache in his heart. Yu Cheng didn't get any rest yesterday because of him.

I'm tired after a long day today. I even accompanied him to the night market for such a long time. It would be strange if I wasn't tired. I'm not a machine.

He gently took off Yucheng's glasses and found that both sides of his nose were pressed red. He subconsciously reached out and rubbed them.

Then I found that the tightly closed eyes slowly opened, and the hoarse voice was full of fatigue, "What time is it?"

Yan Qing's eyes flashed with regret, "It's past twelve o'clock, and I woke you up."

Yu Cheng reached out and held the person in his arms, and touched Yan Qing's forehead, "No, go to bed after you're done! I still have a little bit here, and I'm done."

Yan Qing put her arms around Yu Cheng's neck and rubbed her slightly damp hair against Yu Cheng, "Can't we do it tomorrow? I'm so tired."

Yu Cheng ruffled Yan Qing's hair and gently rested his chin on it. "It's okay, just a little bit, and then go to sleep after you're done."

A magnetic voice sounded above his head, and before Yan Qing could speak, he was picked up and put on the bed.

Yu Cheng covered Yan Qing with the cup and put his hand on Yan Qing's eyes. "Sweet dreams, little friend."

Then he turned off the lights.

Yan Qing noticed that the warm touch on his eyes disappeared. He turned around and saw Yu Cheng returned to the sofa and continued to organize the information.

The white light shone on Yu Cheng's face, making his facial features look more handsome and three-dimensional. There was a clarity between his eyebrows and eyes, but he was very gentle to him from beginning to end.

As I was watching, I fell asleep without realizing it.

It was almost one in the morning when Yu Cheng finished organizing today's materials, and he was also dealing with some emails and cooperation issues.

It was around three o'clock when I finished the work. I reached out and pinched my aching eyebrows. It had been a long time since I had such high-intensity work.

My body is actually a little uncomfortable. It turns out that people can't be lazy.

After tidying up the table, I took a shower and went to bed. Looking at the person on the bed, the corners of my mouth curled up for some reason.

His little sun finally likes him.