Surprise! Whose little green tea is 1.9 meters tall?

The next day.

As soon as Chi Qinghe opened his eyes, he met a pair of deep brown eyes filled with soft spring.

Gong Huasui lowered his head and kissed him, "Qinghe, do you want some more water?"

It would have been better if he hadn't said this, but once he said it, Chi Qinghe recalled the embarrassing scene of him struggling to get water all night.

He pulled the quilt over his head and said "No" in a hoarse voice with great courage.

Gong Huasui chuckled twice and got into bed.

His motives were not pure from the beginning. As soon as he got in, he hugged Chi Qinghe and licked the places where traces were left last night, including earlobes, Adam's apple, collarbone, heart, belly, thighs... too many places.

The more Chi Qinghe struggled, the stronger Gong Huasui's reaction became. Gradually, he dared not move anymore and silently became a wooden man, just begging Gong Huasui to let him go.

After Gong Huasui had enough fun, he liked to stick to Chi Qinghe's belly and chest, and use his cheeks to feel the light scars left on them to save him.

With every breath Chi Qinghe took, his head would rise and fall slightly, and then he would slowly curl up his body, like a cat basking in the sun, curling up into a ball and nestling into Chi Qinghe's body.

It seems that only in this way can he get the greatest sense of security.

Chi Qinghe quietly lifted the quilt and looked at the kitten around his waist helplessly through the light from outside.

He groped under his pillow, found his cell phone, and asked his assistant to postpone the work arrangement.

Along with the assistant's message came a call from Director Wang, which was exactly the time for him to go to work.

Chi Qinghe coughed lightly twice, his throat was too hoarse, so he simply pulled up the furry head around his waist.

"You take it."

Gong Huasui blinked in confusion. Although he didn't know what was going on, he obediently took the phone.

The moment I pressed the answer button, Director Wang's voice came over impatiently.

"Mr. Chi, good morning. How are you thinking about the movie? I've been up all night waiting for your good news."

The boss behind the Cantonese restaurant last night was Gong Huasui, and he knew what movie Director Wang was talking about.

But he still asked knowingly, "What movie?"

Director Wang choked, took away his phone, and looked at the screen again.

That’s not a wrong number.

How could there be Gong Huasui's voice?

Two seconds later, Director Wang's expression changed.

I stayed up so late that I almost lost my mind.

Not daring to delay any longer, he put on a smile and said to the person on the other end of the phone, "Sui Sui, is Mr. Chi with you? Ask him if he's willing to keep your film clips."

Gong Huasui pretended to suddenly realize something and turned around to complain to Chi Qinghe.

"Qinghe, Director Wang said he wants to delete all the movie clips I shot!"

Chi Qinghe, who listened to the entire conversation, said, "..."

Director Wang, who hadn't held down the microphone and had been clumsily slammed with a basin of dirty water, said: "..."

Chi Qinghe sighed, held the microphone for Gong Huasui, and asked him, "Don't you want the director to delete it?"

Gong Huasui thought for a long time, "Only for this movie."

"Okay, then you tell him."

Chi Qinghe was not surprised by this answer. After rubbing his head, he lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

Clothes were thrown everywhere. He found the one closest to him and put it on to block out the fiery gaze behind him as quickly as possible.

After washing up and coming out of the bathroom, the room had already been tidied by Gong Huasui.

Chi Qinghe yawned and went to the changing room.

The changing room was very large, and everything was arranged by Gong Huasui. He was not very familiar with it, but since he had plenty of time today, he simply took the opportunity to go shopping.

There are watches, sunglasses, cufflinks, collar pins and other accessories, the number of which is counted in cabinets, but his owner never seems to pamper them, and they look newer than when he first bought them.

They were placed alone in the center display case, clad in black velvet and illuminated by cold white spotlights.

After watching, Chi Qinghe inexplicably felt that these little guys were very similar to Sui Sui before. They stood under the spotlight, beautiful and shining, but seemed... to have no soul.

He continued walking inside. Rows of private clothes were hung from top to bottom, five rows in total, making the best use of the eight-meter high ceiling of the dressing room.

But these were not enough to attract Chi Qinghe, and his eyes involuntarily fell on the safe in front.

Diamond watches worth millions or tens of millions are left out in the open and can be easily taken away.

Things that can be put into the safe must be precious.

He stopped in front of the safe, his fingers hovering over the password pad, his face conflicted.

This was Gong Huasui's privacy, and he didn't know whether he should put away his curiosity.

Forget it, no matter how valuable the things are, there are only a few of them, nothing special.

He withdrew his hand, turned around and picked up a striped work shirt and draped denim trousers to put on.

As soon as I got downstairs, I smelled the aroma of pumpkin rice.

Chi Qinghe walked into the kitchen, rolled up his sleeves, and prepared to help.

Gong Huasui hugged him tightly, and kissed him on the face again and again with inexplicable excitement.

"Qinghe, you look so beautiful in my clothes, like a fragrant little cake. I want to squeeze different cream on you every day."

Chi Qinghe chuckled and said with a double meaning, "Cream cake? Sorry, dear, desserts are not good for your health. We should gradually give it up in the future."

Gong Huasui looked confused, but his actions clearly expressed his dissatisfaction.

He picked up Chi Qinghe by the waist and easily placed him on the clean marble countertop.

The two bodies were pressed very tightly together. Gong Huasui supported Chi Qinghe's back with one hand and grabbed his legs with the other hand, making them wrap around his waist.

"Qinghe, Bujie, I want a small cake."

In order to maintain his balance, Chi Qinghe was forced to put his arms around Gong Huasui's shoulders. Hearing Gong Huasui's disapproval, he curled up the corners of his lips and chuckled.

It's fun to make people laugh.

"Okay, Bujie, can you put me down now?"

Gong Huasui said angrily, "You are lying to me, I won't let you go!"

"That's it, there's nothing we can do about it."

Chi Qinghe suddenly sighed, and Gong Huasui panicked. "What do you mean there's no way? Yes, yes, I'll put you down."

As she said this, she was about to step back, but was hooked back by Chi Qinghe's leg.

His eyelashes trembled slightly, and his dark and gold-tinted pupils were filled with the beloved in front of him.

"Didn't you say you wanted to try it in the kitchen?"

Gong Huasui's eyelids were tense, and even though his whole body was burning hot because of these words, he still pretended to be a gentleman.

"No, Little Cake needs to rest."

When Chi Qinghe heard this, he wanted to laugh, "I wanted to rest all night, but you didn't stop."

"That...that...is different."

"What's the difference?"

Gong Huasui muttered hesitantly, "I wasn't myself yesterday. Today I'm a new me, a different me."

"Did you wear your school uniform for too long last night and become a nerd?"

Chi Qinghe suppressed his laughter and knocked on Gong Huasui's head, "dong dong dong," as if he was knocking a watermelon.

"Well, I seem to have become stupid."

Gong Huasui retorted, "I'm not stupid! I'm very smart! I'm the highest-scoring provincial champion!"

Chi Qinghe raised his eyebrows. "That's impressive! Mr. Zhuangyuan, when can we have dinner? It's almost half past ten."

Gong Huasui pursed his lips and his voice suddenly became much softer. "We'll eat later. We have other things to do."

Chi Qinghe asked, "What's the matter?"

"That's... what you just said... you promised me..."

"I don't remember, why don't we just pretend it never happened."

"Qinghe, you big bad guy!"