The leader of the cohabitation always refuses the unspoken rules

In fact, he bought this computer with work-study program after graduating from high school. After using it for four years, he is very clear about the big and small problems. It is much better than the boss in Xuncheng who feeds him with IT. come out?

Xun Cheng fiddled with the three-legged cat's kung fu for a while before returning the computer to him. Fortunately, it had some effect, at least the game card was still stuck, but it didn't crash, and the FPS didn't become popular.

When Xue Qianshui went online, he received love from the general public. Not only secret chats, but also gangs and friends were swiping the screen.

The earphones jingled into a song.

He decisively pressed the mute button to switch the system channel, and said calmly under Xuncheng's puzzled eyes: "It's a gang war, the chat is quite high."

Xuncheng seems to understand but not understand.

Xue Qianshui pointed out: "You don't work anymore?"

Xuncheng looked up at the computer, thinking that I can still work after I am beautiful, can I be a Tang monk?So he shook his head: "I've been working so hard for half a month, and finally I have a few days to rest." Changing the subject, he asked again: "It's Mid-Autumn Festival holiday, why don't you go home?"

Xue Qianshui also thought to himself: I don't know if someone will come back, how can I have the mood to go home on vacation! ?

The two men with ulterior motives looked at each other, thinking that their eyes were upright and their attitude was very calm.

☆、Chapter 6

Xue Qianshui turned off the big one and put on the small one—nonsense, the big one swiped the screen like that, he would definitely be stunned by Chengxiang when he left the gang territory, even if he had ten guts, he wouldn't dare to let Xuncheng see the white-letter advertisements of those filthy demon kings .

The so-called Dao is one foot tall and the devil is ten feet high. Anyway, there are many trumpets, so let's see who beats whom.

He has been single for 20 years. He entered passwords and typed letters too fast, and Xuncheng couldn't see clearly, but the rather ambiguous string of 5201314 was stamped out one by one.

For a moment, Xuncheng seemed to divide himself into two halves, one half was teasing the innocent young man, admiring a certain red-clothed green plum, and the other half was sour and swollen, unable to tell what it felt like.

Like dry chewing a small slice of lemon, the innermost cavity was suddenly stimulated.

Fortunately, the moth was not deep, and I swallowed it with sour water, quietly and silently, but I just happened to block my mouth that I wanted to tease, and it just so happened that after such a time, I suddenly lost interest in talking.

Silly Baitian Xue Qianshui happily logged into the game.

This trumpet is a lolita, half-hearted, sneaking around like a lover, with big pink puff sleeves, walking up and down, she is so cute - he thinks it's cute, and it's only natural that Xuncheng thinks she's cute too.

...In the end, Xuncheng was really hit.

Thinking about the past, he also envied other people's games of "Xun Qin Ji" and "Zhu Xian"!

Xue Qianshui adjusted the viewing angle to show him, and wanted to do a daily routine, but unfortunately the card couldn’t move, so he could only open the mall—even if the delay exceeded six digits, he couldn’t open anything, the mall could still be opened, and he risked being disconnected Threatening to turn off the shield, people came and went in the main city, and there were several times when figures suddenly flashed with light kung fu.

Xun Cheng is slightly interested, even if he has only one point of interest, Xue Qianshui's existence will make this point into ten points.But the colleagues are too enthusiastic. Looking at the Mid-Autumn Festival tomorrow, the evil capitalism is still entangled, and they have no intention of taking a holiday. They only want to contribute to the company's construction.

In just half an hour, two phone calls came.

Xue Qianshui stood upright, but his eyeballs were stuck to the person beside him. From the full forehead to the collar of the buttoned pajamas, he brushed it carefully, wishing he could pick it up and lick it.

Xun Cheng has no idea that he is being regarded as adulterer.As a half "successful person", the reality is cruel, he is not allowed to play games with Xue Qianshui in broad daylight.

He finished answering the phone again, pinched the phone to think about something, Xue Qianshui's heartbeat suddenly rose, and many thoughts suddenly flashed through his head, and finally he was frozen in the fantasy of throwing the person on the other side of the phone along the phone line to the Atlantic Ocean superior.

Xun Cheng came back to his senses, met Xue Qianshui's eyes, and stood up after being slightly stunned: "I still have something to do, you can play in the study, the signal outside is not good."

He thought for a while, then pointed to the headset and said, "If you find it inconvenient to speak..."

Xue Qianshui shook his head: "When they fight, I just wander around."

Xun Cheng nodded with a smile, turned around and sat back at his desk.When Xue Qianshui went out, he dug out an accompanying keyboard membrane from his computer bag, and dug out a silent mouse from the suitcase. It was quieter, but it was not as good as a gaming mouse. He remembered bringing it along.

When he returned to the study, Xuncheng was flipping through some documents, there was a thick pile of them, a little smile appeared on the corner of his mouth when he nodded to him, and then he was obsessed with work again.

Xue Qianshui gently moved the small table to the innermost part of the study. From this direction, you can see Xun Cheng's side face. On the left is a small balcony with several pots of dead flowers. Even the soil is almost blown away by the wind. The branches are still there.

Xue Qianshui stared blankly at Hua for a while, then secretly stared at Xuncheng for a while, then bowed his head to log in to the game.

The trumpet still didn’t dare to use it, fearing that he couldn’t help but kill those little sluts who swiped the screen, so he drove the Gongzhan trumpet to lie in the corpse dungeon to be the boss. His headset is of good quality, does not leak sound, and is not afraid of making noise Find the city.

In fact, Xuncheng has no intention of working—there are subtle keyboard knocking sounds next to his ears, and his hands must be well-articulated, flexible and beautiful. Its owner was still "seducing" him in his dream this morning, with a warm smile and eyes so warm. Bright, like a mass of warm sun.Now they are eating and talking together in a calm to ordinary way.

His fingers crumpled the paper involuntarily, and there were several wrinkles, like slightly furrowed brows.

Xue Qianshui's eyes were still very clear, even too clear, without a trace of ripples, it might as well be smiling vividly when scolding his friends.

To him, Xue Qianshui was somewhat reserved after all, he did not wantonly laugh and scold, and his attitude of being neither big nor small only appeared occasionally, and it was right to adjust his life and give both parties a room to breathe.His suitcase has never been put into the closet, and it is always placed in the room. The few clothes inside are folded and said to be used as storage boxes. In fact, he has no sense of belonging, and he is ready to find a rented room and leave at any time.

Xuncheng does audit work, and the ability to observe and judge is never shifted by the orientation of personal will.

He will definitely not develop any relationship with Xue Qianshui that is more than a friend - just because of a few dreams, that is too nonsense.It's just that whenever this "little brother" lives in this house for a day, he hopes that he can live a more relaxed life. The temporary "home" is also a home, so don't always act like leaving with a suitcase.

However, even if he said this, Xue Qianshui would use some excuses that seemed reasonable but everyone knew it well.

Fortunately, there is no rush - with the housing prices in Shanghai, if Xue Qianshui rents a house, the two mothers would definitely prefer him to live here in Xuncheng; if he buys a house... the housing price is not as high as the tax price.

Xue Qianshui changed his mind and smiled: Seeing another shivering Mengxin, I feel refreshed.

The matter is urgent but not serious. After the holidays, people from the European factory came. The factory in Hebei has goods exported to Japan. The Japanese side will also send people to audit. Just in time for him to return to China, all the bits and pieces have been arranged properly. Until four o'clock in the afternoon.

The sunshine outside was too good, and the uncharacteristically high temperature made it impossible to go out. Xue Qianshui sat in the air-conditioned room basking in the sun, lethargic and drowsy.

The 90-minute all-pass book, the group played for two and a half hours, Xue Qianshui was not irritable this time, he listened leisurely to the group leader swearing at the street, got annoyed and went to the mobile phone on mute, and sure enough, he saw all kinds of messy people posting posts to pick him up , plus the rather ambiguous and meaningful Weibo posted by the CV of a certain gender male in the circle before, if he hadn't always paid attention to privacy, this skin would definitely be picked up.

Although Ai Ai's wording in the sticky CV made people get goosebumps, but one thing was right - Xue Qianshui was the one who hooked him up first.

Xue Qianshui felt that he was wronged. He accidentally saw the selfie of this CV newcomer on Weibo in March. He wasn't worried, the other party didn't do anything, but just borrowed his "passed" Internet celebrity to copy the topic, the crowd loves to make fun of it, and not all of them are blind.

What's more, he went to the company for an interview in early April, and he met Xun Cheng, who was completely serious.Xuncheng hurried by at that time, with a look of surprise on his face, he smiled politely and said 'Excuse me', without turning his head.

Just these two simple words kept him dreaming for more than two months.

☆、Chapter 7

Those little beauties on Weibo didn’t know which Java country to throw them to.The chat messages that were cut off in March, and it took a month or so to pick up his "scum", "same" and "hook-up sex".

After Xuncheng finished his work, he leaned on the edge of the table and stretched, let out a long breath, Xue Qianshui turned down the sound of the movie, let out half of his mind again, swayed and stuck to the person in front of him.

Xun Cheng stood up and moved his neck, picked up the finished coffee cup, and walked to his side.Xue Qianshui had long legs, and a two-meter bean bag could barely fit him, so he looked up at Xuncheng.

Xuncheng was well-bred, Xue Qianshui turned his back to the corner, he didn't poke his head like before to ease the embarrassment.Taking the cup away, he asked casually: "What are you looking at, so engrossed."

Xue Qianshui said honestly: "Evil power, terror."

Xuncheng: "Movie?"

Xue Qianshui: "TV drama."

Xuncheng was surprised: "I haven't watched a TV series for a long time, which country? - What time is it, are you hungry?"

Xue Qianshui followed him to stand up and go to the kitchen: "It's 04:30." Then said: "American."

Xuncheng subconsciously wanted to order takeaway, but suddenly remembered that there was leftovers at noon, so he opened the refrigerator and brought out the braised fish.Xue Qianshui saw from behind, took the plate and said, "Let's put some bean cakes tonight."

Xun Cheng nodded happily, and took the lamb chops to heat again.

He stood by the microwave oven openly and aboveboard, watching Xue Qianshui cook.

After watching for a while, he thought about it, and then asked: "Your internship period is three months?" Xue Qianshui nodded, feeling a little bad in his heart, and sure enough, the leader came up with the next sentence: "What do you think in the future?"

Any ideas for the future?This is probably the most frequently asked question by leaders, and the most difficult question to answer.

Xue Qianshui held the pot in one hand and the shovel in the other, deeply hurting under Xun Cheng's gaze.

Xuncheng unconsciously entered into a question-and-answer mode with him. He belongs to the QA of the Asia-Pacific region, and Xue Qianshui's colleagues in the Chinese headquarters do not interfere with each other. They are only one level higher in theory.The specific place where it can be reflected is that he has a separate office in the headquarters office building.

While eating, he still didn't stop.Just stopped asking questions, but briefly introduced the BOSSs in the United States, going down layer by layer, from the Asia-Pacific to the Chinese factory, and named a few more names. They are all "veteran drivers", and we will get in touch more in the future.

He doesn't stay at the headquarters very often, and Xue Qianshui is very clear about how to report for reimbursement, whether he knows IT, and how to find the information platform for the company's computer.

It was rare for Xue Qianshui to chat with him, and he casually mentioned that in the past two days, he heard a salesman call, saying that a batch of chicken nuggets had serious erythema, and for some unknown reason, the customer even called several times.Xuncheng said in a natural way: "When the batter is battered, the coating is not enough, and there will be red spots after frying, and the red spots will be more serious after freezing and water spraying-this should be adjusted in their factory production, which salesman did you hear? when?"

Xue Qianshui was taken aback, and gave his name, saying that it was the factory in Shanghai.

Xun Cheng frowned slightly, and said to himself: "Which batch was shipped on August 26?" He fumbled around to find his phone from the pile of papers, and he didn't know who he sent what message to.

Xue Qianshui instantly felt like he had poked a basket, and silently "grasped the grass" in his heart.

After eating, Xue Qianshui rushed to wash the dishes, Xuncheng brought a cup of black tea, without looking up, and poked his mobile phone with the other hand, followed him like a little tail with a small step.

Xue Qianshui held back for a while, then turned around helplessly and said, "What are you doing?"

Xun Cheng was at a loss, and blinked back to his senses: "Oh, yes, I wanted to ask you if you drink black tea." He finally tore off his eyes from the phone, opened the refrigerator and pointed to him: "Brought from India, huh?" Sam's black tea, I want to drink it yourself."

Xue Qianshui glanced and nodded, remembering what kind of beef the company employees have been buying collectively recently, so he asked.

Xuncheng thought for a moment, and answered from his memory: "We have suppliers in Australia. This month, they should be buying domestic products. The meat quality is not good." He paused and added: "Do you want to eat? I Go buy something better."

Xue Qianshui shook his head hurriedly, thinking of the scene where his colleagues were bustling around ordering beef during the day, he felt like being shocked by the leadership.

Director, you are so rich, do you really not consider changing the wireless network at home?

Xun Cheng didn't know who he was chatting with, he kept typing without talking, and laughed from time to time, Xue Qianshui looked curious and depressed.

After he finished cleaning up, Xuncheng still had a leisurely look, and teased him: "Where's your girlfriend, no plans for the evening?"

Xue Qianshui twitched his brows and feet: "I don't have a girlfriend." Xun Cheng knew it, it seemed that 1314 was still in a state of unrequited love, it was almost sad to see.

The 28-year-old Master Xuncheng, who has consciously poked at other people's pain points, expressed his joy, and couldn't help showing some unconcealed sympathy and hatred. He didn't even consider that he is also a single dog - he is also six years older than others .

He leisurely stood on a high place and looked down at all the young cabbages who have no house, no car and no girlfriend, and criticized in a sad tone: "No, how can young people not fall in love?"

Xue Qianshui gritted his teeth.

Xun Cheng changed the subject, and comforted him earnestly: "But don't worry, you will develop far in the future, there is no need to look for those in the company now."

Xue Qianshui snorted with a half-smile, and said in his heart that I'm in a fucking hurry, even if I was in a hurry, would it be useful?

After Xun Cheng finished his lecture, he sighed again between "Sure enough, he's still young" and "It's nice to be young", and left with a smile on his face.

Before leaving, he patted Xue Qianshui on the shoulder: "Do it well."

When he went out, Xue Qianshui washed an apple with no expression on his face, stared at it for a while, then gritted his teeth and grinned, and snapped his hand in half.

☆、Chapter 8

Xun Cheng is working on the home theater in the living room.

It's been a long time since I stayed at home so leisurely. There are still people cooking, and I don't have to worry about food and clothing. The days couldn't be more beautiful.

The older young man Xuncheng sighed secretly, feeling the slightest urge to find a girlfriend. Many girls' faces flashed in his head, and they all disappeared silently. a little.

Xue Qianshui came over with an apple in his mouth, and handed him the other half. Xun Cheng was a little moved, but still shook his head: he had to peel the apple, otherwise it would creak like a cat scratching its heart, but he was too lazy to peel it, so he simply Do not eat apples.

Director Xun is always so simple and rude.

Xue Qianshui raised his eyebrows, without any surprises, he didn't connect to his channel at all, and just stuffed it into his mouth and swallowed it.

He sat down while eating, excitedly: "What movie are you watching?"

Xuncheng searched: "You Now You See Me 2."

Xue Qianshui thought that I had already seen it.But he didn't mind watching it again at all, so he nodded happily.

Xuncheng went to the bedroom and got two pillows, threw one to him, and put the other behind him, turned off the headlights, nestled comfortably in the sofa, posted on the post bar for the last time, and replied: "Okay, don't predict, you guys The handsome guy is right next to me, and we are watching a movie together. Bet fifty cents that I will never dream again tonight, PS: I am also a golden bachelor, it is really good that you abandon me to marry such a little brother who has no hair yet ?"

A certain building replied: "Boiled and set up FLAG."

"Luzhu, have you verified that his hair is not fully grown? OO← CJ's eyes"

"Handsome, can you cook again? I want to do it too~"

Xun Cheng licked his teeth and rolled his eyes with a smile: "Of course it's delicious."

The movie is wonderful, but it's a pity that a drunkard's heart is not drinking, and his eyes are dishonestly staring at a person who is sitting lazily and finally lying down. If someone comes to open his head, it will be empty. I can only find three enlarged and bold words "It's so beautiful, it's so beautiful, it's so beautiful", and it can echo with a stick.

The other is that people are not drunk when they are not drunk - this one is very innocent and purely tired.

Seeing that Xuncheng was asleep, Xue Qianshui fumbled to turn down the volume, out of a heart that knew Mu Shaoai, he was dazed by the Korean drama, and wanted to hug him and put him back on the bed.

It's a pity that things in the world can't be as expected.

Xue Qianshui encountered the biggest setback in his life.

He underestimated Xuncheng's 1.8m[-] "huge" figure, which was totally different from the figure of a girl. He just lifted up and took two steps when Xuncheng suddenly turned over and moved slightly.

In desperation, he tore his trousers and clothes, and dropped a few buttons by the way.

The upper half of Xuncheng's body hit the ground first, followed by his head, Xue Qianshui felt a chill rise from the bottom of his feet to the top of his head when he heard the crisp and clear "bang".

Xun Cheng let out a half-exhaled exclamation, curled up in pain instantly, and broke out in a cold sweat.

Xue Qianshui panicked, and the first question that came to his mind was: In case Zong Xun Jinggui was smashed in the head, what compensation would the company ask him to pay? ?

Right now, the company has trouble finding him for the time being, but Mr. Xun himself is looking for him.

He pressed Xue Qianshui's hand to help him up, lay on the ground for a while, then opened half of his eyes tremblingly, and said angrily, "You, you... you murdered..."

Xue Qianshui was clearly worried, but suddenly he wanted to laugh.

Xun Cheng covered his head and groaned, pulled his arm to sit up slowly, leaned on someone while sitting halfway, and said repeatedly: "Oh, stop, wait, I feel dizzy."

Xue Qianshui picked at his fingers, and saw an obvious bump.

He subconsciously went up to touch it, and Xun Cheng almost wanted to kill him: "It hurts, hurts, hurts—oh—hey——"

"The skull is fucking about to shatter!" Xun Cheng swears in front of Xue Qianshui for the first time: "Take it easy....Take it easy!"

Xue Qianshui hurriedly let go.This young master was fed with good food and good clothes, but he himself has been in a hurry for more than [-] years. After being hit by a car, the next piece of flesh was cut and he went to the hospital to sew it up. At this moment, he suddenly became helpless and twisted I tried my best to come up with only one solution: "Is there an ice pack?"

Xun Cheng was at a loss: "No... right?"

He and Xue Qianshui stared at each other, but Xue Qianshui retreated: Asking what is in Xuncheng's refrigerator is basically like asking someone about the structure of an aircraft carrier while walking.

He could only help the half-dead President Xun to sit on the sofa first, and he went to find some ice compresses by himself.

Xun Cheng looked up for a while to recover, and unexpectedly sighed recklessly: "I'm old, I didn't fall so easily when I was young."

Xue Qianshui was speechless.

Xuncheng complained to him: "What are you doing hugging me?" After a while, he raised his voice and rubbed his head: "Your brother's bones are hardened now, and he can't stand it—what are you doing?" Xue Qianshui held his hand Pull it down and press it aside, hold a bag of broken ice wrapped in several layers of cloth, and press it up lightly: "Don't knead."

Xun Cheng grinned, and shouted: "It hurts, my young master." Xue Qianshui's heart trembled, and he babbled again: "It's so cold, it's dripping."

Xue Qianshui pulled a few pieces of paper and handed them to him, still thinking about not fooling the leader, and said cautiously under the huge shadow in his heart: "Why don't you go to the hospital to see."

Xun Cheng was shocked, and suddenly raised his head to stare at him: "Do you think I can still have a concussion or what? Go to the hospital?"

Xue Qianshui lowered his eyelashes and turned his back to the light.There is a pool of spring water in his eyes, tenderness and worry are gently mixed together, just pouring on Xuncheng so impartially.

Xuncheng was hit by a frontal crit, knowing MAX, so he didn't directly suffocate and died.

He suddenly raised his hand, slapped Xue Qianshui's face, and was stunned by Xue Qianshui's bewildered expression: "Your master..." He wanted to ask whether your master has a girlfriend?It's hard to believe that someone can control this hand when using it to pick up girls.

It's a pity that Xue Qianshui subconsciously worked hard at the moment when his face was blurred, and Xun Cheng felt a sharp pain in his head. The words slipped out of his mouth, but he still didn't ask.

☆、Chapter 9

The old man suffered an innocent disaster, but after thinking about it, no one complained, and he had to comfort the young master "with pure and innocent eyes" with a suffocating mood.

So he walked into the room and lay down, and couldn't help it anymore, grinding and grinding the back of his teeth as some innocent young man.In the end, I went back and forth a few times between "inexplicable aggrieved" and "unexplainable fucking feeling", and finally settled on the pain, and fell asleep with mixed feelings.

Xue Qianshui lifted a rock and smashed the leader's foot, which was the first time he experienced "the reality and cruelty of society".

After waking up the next day, Xuncheng browsed through the post bar as usual, replied to the few comments, and then slowly got up to take a shower, opened WeChat, and sent a circle of holiday blessings to relatives and friends.

The empress dowager called the video, he spit out mouthwash in a hurry, grabbed his hair and straightened his hair, and quickly took it.

The queen mother's high-pitched voice broke through the screen: "Oh, my family Chengcheng got up so early, it's not easy, and the performance is awesome!"

Xun Cheng glanced at the 10:47 displayed under his eyes, and chuckled with a half-hearted smile.

The queen mother asked again: "Have you sent a text message to your father and uncle?" Xuncheng said obediently: "Uncle sent it, and my father will send it immediately."

The queen mother nodded in satisfaction: "I usually need to contact you when I have nothing to say, and say hello. How are you doing? Where is Qian Shui? Are you there?" She shook the screen to the side and said, "I'm drinking tea outside with your Auntie Chen." Well, come."

Aunt Chen is Xue Qianshui's mother. Xuncheng greeted Xue Qianshui while knocking on Xue Qianshui's door with her mobile phone.

A nasal voice came from inside the door; "Huh?"

Xuncheng had trouble getting up, but Xue Qianshui was definitely not—at least when Xuncheng was at home, Xue Qianshui would be awake when he was awake.

His heart skipped a beat, and before he could think about it carefully, Aunt Chen and the Queen Mother were already talking about "Your home is still stable", "Qian Shui is still young and always makes me worry" to "Hey, we are all worried" "Life" swayed around and came back.

Seeing the eyes of the two people laughing and falling on him again, Xuncheng's scalp tingled, and he decisively said "I'm coming in" and pushed the door in - he must not face the three trials alone!

Xue Qianshui didn't wear pajamas, and the quilt only covered his abdomen. The sun shone in through the window, but the air conditioner was turned on to keep the room cool, and it seemed that fine dust could be seen dancing.He raised one arm to cover his face, his muscles bulged slightly, forming a perfect thin strip.

Xue Qianshui asked in a daze, "What's the matter?"

Xun Cheng hurriedly pretended to be inadvertent and turned the phone camera away, so as not to reveal any abnormal expressions.He thought to himself, in the early morning, I am fine, but you are making trouble!

Aunt Chen's voice came from the mobile phone, Xue Qianshui lowered his arm unexpectedly, and stared at Xuncheng in bewilderment.

Xun Cheng was shivering from the temperature in his room. He scanned the room but didn't see the remote control, handed him the mobile phone, half-kneeled on the bed to look for it, and muttered.

Xue Qianshui pulled back the quilt and half sat up, somewhat at a loss for the sudden enthusiasm.

Aunt Chen complained: "You and your brother should study hard and don't sleep right after the holiday."

Xue Qianshui managed to separate his thoughts, and was very casual in the face of the Queen Mother's will: "Got it, Mom."

Aunt Chen was dissatisfied: "Look at your attitude, mom won't listen to anything, right? Look at how nice your brother Chengcheng is..."

As soon as she got the home of the speech, she immediately performed to the fullest.Xuncheng flipped out the remote control and turned it up seven degrees, sitting next to him with his arms propped up to gloat.

Xue Qianshui failed to give him the mobile phone, so he had to turn on the play-dead mode. Aunt Chen said indiscriminately: "Whenever you can treat me half as respectfully as your brother Chengcheng treats his mother, I will be satisfied."

The queen mother was overjoyed at the side, and interjected: "It's a good talk now, and you will regret it if your son doesn't kiss you later."

Aunt Chen knew that she had made a slip of the tongue, and complained half-truthfully: "I can't ask for it—don't care about you, I'm going to drink tea with your aunt."

Xue Qianshui couldn't wait to see her off.

Xun Cheng's expression became a little more restrained, and he took the phone to bid farewell to the Queen Mother, but the Queen Mother didn't hang up the video, but stared at his face, hesitant to speak.Xuncheng wondered: "Is there anything else?"

The queen mother seemed to be awakened in a daze, her eyes circled around again, she blinked and said: "It's nothing." She hesitated for a second before thinking about other things and said: "I heard that you are going to Beijing on a business trip next week."

Xuncheng smiled, the queen mother sighed secretly, and said: "I just heard about it by accident, and I am not an acquaintance... Forget it, you have grown up now, mom and... we don't care about you, just live happily Just do it."

Xue Qianshui next to him was leaning on the head of the bed inexplicably, he felt something was wrong, but he saw Xuncheng responded with a chuckle, and his expression was normal.

Xuncheng hung up the video, took half a second to hold back his mood and expression, turned around and patted Xue Qianshui's quilt: "Sleeping for three days during the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

Xue Qianshui didn't respond, but instead stared at Xuncheng with an unclear expression.

When he was not speaking or moving, he was quite serious and his eyes were sharp and tight.Xuncheng had been watched by him for a long time, his heart suddenly felt, and he didn't know what to think of, and his face showed a little gloomy expression.

But Xue Qianshui finally moved, frowned, touched his forehead, and said in a sad tone: "I'll go, it's so swollen."

Xun Cheng subconsciously slapped his hand away, put aside the old hatred for the time being, and the new hatred with this guy surged into his heart, he sneered several times and wanted to leave.

Xue Qianshui followed him and pulled him: "Hey——does your head still hurt?"

Xun Cheng glanced at it, held back what he wanted to say, and said angrily, "Put on your underpants first!"

Xue Qianshui apologized.

Xue Qianshui refused to let him go, so Xuncheng had no choice but to pretend to be impatient, watching someone poking his ass looking for clothes.

☆、Chapter 10

"Are you going to Beijing on a business trip next week?" Xue Qianshui asked as he dug out the clothes from the suitcase, swept the bed like the wind, pulled out several pieces of clothes from the gap beside the bed, kneaded them together, and was about to throw them into the laundry bucket.

Xuncheng consciously wanted to be Liu Xiahui, and played with his mobile phone heartbroken: "En."

Xue Qianshui: "I'm also on a business trip, going to Hunan. There are three of us. What day are you on?"

Xuncheng: "Not yet decided, maybe Sunday or Monday."

Xue Qianshui: "We don't leave until Tuesday." He jumped up again to brush his teeth, then turned his head and asked, "When will you be back? Are you coming back for dinner on Monday?"

Xun Cheng was pushed by an invisible hand to follow him, planning a few meetings in his mind, and said: "I shouldn't go back, don't prepare mine, I'll go back and buy some bread and yogurt at home."

Xue Qianshui scolded him: "I only know bread and takeaway."

Xuncheng laughed.

Xuncheng quit the post bar, leaned at the door and looked through the WeChat circle of friends, quite admiringly said: "My colleagues said that they will go camping in Zhongshan Park at night."

Xue Qianshui looked at him delicately, turned his head to look at him for a while, Xun Cheng noticed it, looked up at him for a moment, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Xue Qianshui: "Can you go out? I want to pee."

Xuncheng: ……….

He backed out and closed the door, laughing for a while.

After searching the city for a long time, I suddenly thought: "How about we just barbecue on the balcony."

Xue Qianshui opened the door and came out with wet hair, Xun Cheng suspected that he had washed his hair while washing his face.

He said, "It rained for three days during the Mid-Autumn Festival." Looking outside the window, he said, "Hurry up if you want to eat, you don't know when the typhoon will come."

He ran to the kitchen to pour a glass of water while drinking and said, "Tell your colleague, lest you get caught in the rain after preparing for so long."

Xun Cheng was stunned, lowered his head and responded with a half-smile, then opened it again to leave a message.

Director Xun has been spying on the screen all year round. Apart from giving out red envelopes during Chinese New Year, he almost forgot that WeChat also has the function of speaking.

Xue Qianshui drank a glass of warm water—he just boiled it, and hoped that Xuncheng could add some hot water to the thermos at home... Forget it, it's not a metaphor, there is nothing comparable.

He dug out some slices of bread from the refrigerator and stuffed them into the toaster, fried some slices of bacon, and dug out a bottle of blueberry jam from the refrigerator.

Xun Cheng was taken aback by his series of skilled movements, and his heart suddenly became very complicated.

Xue Qianshui fought quickly, clipped a few for himself, and signaled that the rest were from Xuncheng, and he ran to get dressed.

Xun Cheng looked blank: "In such a hurry... are you going out?"

Xue Qianshui: "Didn't you say BBQ on the balcony, there is charcoal, meat and seasoning at home?"

Xuncheng: "..." I'm just talking casually, I haven't been at home for many years, I'm very lazy, I don't want to move at all, I just want to eat takeaway.

Xue Qianshui could see through his temperament, and reached out his hand: "Lend me the car, I'll buy it."

Xuncheng happily threw the key to him.This person is too lazy to do it, but he still wants to eat it.

He watched Xue Qianshui go out with loving eyes, then turned around, his face sank, and he sat on the sofa in a daze.

It wasn't until the explosive mobile phone rang that he woke up suddenly and found that Xue Qianshui didn't bring his mobile phone.

Xun Cheng didn't want to interfere at all, but the person on the opposite side kept calling and calling again and again, he had no choice but to answer.

The other side yelled: "Master, you——"

Xuncheng cut off: "Hello."

Suddenly, as if his throat was being choked, Xun Cheng hurriedly said, "Xue Qianshui is not here for the time being."

Opposite: "Huh? Xue Qianshui?"

Xuncheng frowned.

The other side came to a sudden: "Oh yes! Qian Shui is big."

Xun Cheng thought to himself: No, is it someone I met online, who seems to have blown up his name.

Opposite: "Hey, what, I'm his friend, I met in...previous activities," he seemed to be hesitating, and asked cautiously: "Are you?"

Xuncheng said concisely: "Colleague. He'll be right back. What's the matter? I'll call you when he comes back?"

Opposite: "Okay, okay, I... I'm in a hurry, this is a new number, he may not know it yet, please ask him to order it as soon as possible."

Xuncheng responded and asked, "What's the name?"

There was a strange silence on the other side for two seconds, and then he replied with difficulty: "Shen Huaijing...you just tell him, tell him 'click to send' to find."

Xuncheng thought he heard it wrong: "Who is looking for it?"

Shen Huaijing covered his face: "Click... Click to send!"

Xun Cheng was slightly surprised, but his tone remained unchanged: "Okay, I'll let him come back if he turns around—is there anything else?"

Shen Huaijing: "It's gone."

Xun Cheng responded, and hung up the phone politely.

Before I put the phone back on the coffee table after hanging up, I saw the group message jump to the prompt bar——

Click to send: ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah

Click to send: WCNM ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah

Click to send: I called Qian Shuida, but his boss picked it up, it must be his boss ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Click to send: QWQ By the way, the boss is so warm

Click to send: ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah

Click to send: WCNM ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah

Xuncheng: ...

The friends Xue Qianshui made were really...really... Xuncheng adhered to the good habit of not speaking ill of people behind their backs, and for a moment of battle between heaven and man, he defined it as really "vigorous".

He picked up his mobile phone, clicked on the correspondent, and pressed the first number after about two seconds.

The bell rang three times, and the other side answered it. In an instant, Xuncheng's head flashed the jokes he had heard before-who would answer your phone messages in seconds?

While thinking about 10086, he smiled and said, "Hey, Dad."

When Xue Qianshui came back, he saw Xuncheng sitting on the sofa, holding a laptop and earphones, listening to something, with a smile on his lips.

Seeing Xue Qianshui's large and small bags, he hurriedly stepped forward to take the bags.

Xue Qianshui was curious: "What are you listening to?"

Xun Cheng suppressed a smile: "Your masterpiece."

Xue Qianshui's heart skipped a beat, and Xuncheng said again: "A boat on both sides of the river will share three points of wine, half a glass of lovesickness, all of which will be drifting... Poof."

He wanted to continue reading, but it sounded okay, but he was very embarrassed when he opened his mouth, and couldn't help laughing.

Xue Qianshui quickly recalled