After wearing a book, he and the paranoid boss

—Then give me to you, okay?

To Shen Shu's ears, no matter it is the piano or the guitar, the tunes played by all the precious musical instruments are not as romantic and gentle as in this love story.

Shen Shu was instantly struck by some indescribable emotion.

He knew that this time, he was not moved by the money thrown at him, nor was he moved by desire.

The feeling of being cherished at the top of his heart and being truly loved by others is something he has never experienced in his two lifetimes but has always been longing for.

It is the most important thing that he thinks has been lacking between Qiao Rong and him.

Shen Shu knew that if he didn't agree to Qiao Rong at this moment, he would regret it in the future.

He sniffed, and agreed lightly, "Okay."

"When will you take the initiative to deliver the goods to your door?"

Qiao Rong on the other side of the phone suddenly fell silent and lost his voice.

After a while, he smiled softly, his voice was low and provocative, mixed with unconcealable joy.

He asked Shen Shu: "When are you free? Are you free tonight?"

It's night again!

Shen Shu thought of Qiao Rong's sexual interest, and the emotional agitation just now disappeared without a trace.

He secretly complained in his heart: Although I have an official boyfriend today, in the final analysis, this boyfriend was promoted from a friend who was about to have a gun every now and then. He is an old man who has fought three hundred rounds. Wife, life has no passion.

On such a commemorative day, there are no memorable innovations!

How can I remember it in the future!

Shen Shu was quite resentful in his heart, and replied to Qiao Rong angrily: "I said you won't come if you don't have time?!"

Noticing that the atmosphere suddenly turned sharply down, Qiao Rong asked inexplicably, "What?"

Shen Shu decisively ended the call, and said to himself: "Boss, take your time to think about it!"

In the evening, after a day of reflection in the company, the low air pressure around him made countless employees tremble, and finally realized it.

After a long time, Shen Shu misunderstood him and thought he was talking about going to bed!

I really don't know what my little boyfriend is thinking in his head!

Obviously, he planned to book a good restaurant and have a candlelight dinner with him to celebrate the formal relationship between the two of them.

And now...

Qiao Rong rubbed his chin and thought for a while, thinking that he could probably celebrate this day in a more meaningful way...

When Shen Shu opened the door for Qiao Rong, he saw his assistant Bonan following him.

Bo Nan was holding a few bags of food ingredients, which seemed to be prepared for Qiao Rong.

Shen Shu looked at Qiao Rong in surprise, thinking that the boss would not go shopping in person.

That picture is very inconsistent when you think about it.

However, in the next second, an even more inconsistent picture was born.

Bo Nan put the bag at the entrance and left respectfully. Qiao Rong walked into the room, took off his stiff suit jacket, rolled up the cuffs of his gray shirt, and asked Shen Shu with a half-smile: "How about I cook for you tonight?" Sample?"

Shen Shu: It really is an old couple!I was right!

What about passion? ? ?

Shen Shu curled his lips and reminded him out of kindness: "Did you forget that you are a big president who comes from a wealthy family and can't even wash dishes?"

Qiao Rong took the ingredients in the bag and went to the kitchen. Hearing this, he turned to look at him and corrected him with a smile: "Now he is the CEO who can wash and cook!"

Shen Shu: ...

Shen Shu took out a brand new apron and handed it to Qiao Rong, and stood at the door of the kitchen with arms crossed, leaning against the door leisurely, waiting to see if he would give up his idea later.

Then, he saw Qiao Rong carefully wash the vegetables twice, drain the water, skillfully cut them neatly, and put them into the wok to stir-fry in an orderly manner.

Shen Shu was stunned: Obviously the boss didn't know how to wash vegetables three months ago!

It wasn't until Qiao Rong brought a plate of fried spring bamboo shoots to Shen Shu that Shen Shu recovered from the shock.

He took the plate, picked up a piece of bamboo shoots with his chopsticks, tasted it in his mouth, and found that it tasted very good.

Shen Shu looked up at Qiao Rong, and asked him suspiciously: "Did you do it on purpose when you made dumplings during the Chinese New Year?"

Qiao Rong smiled, turned around and continued cooking, and replied amidst the crackling of oil in the frying pan, "I learned it from the chef at home after the year."

"When I was young, my mother often cooked for the family in those years when she was in good health. I think that is the taste of home."

Although Qiao Rong spoke lightly, Shen Shu could hear his nostalgia for his deceased mother.

Then he remembered his experience before wearing the book, and hummed empathetically.

Shen Shu couldn't tell Qiao Rong about his real past, let alone that he would miss his mother from time to time.

He could only make up random things based on the original owner's life experience, trying to comfort Qiao Rong and himself: "I am an orphan, and I have never experienced maternal love since I was a child, but I have always longed for it, because it must be the most tender feeling in the world."

The last sentence is Shen Shu's sincere words.

Qiao Rong finished another dish and noticed Shen Shu's disappointment. He extinguished the fire on the stove, walked over to hug him, lowered his head and asked in his ear, "Are you despising my cooking?"

Shen Shu couldn't help laughing, looking at him with a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes, and said: "Qiao Rong, the big man in the entertainment industry who turns his hands into clouds and rains, personally makes soup for me, a little star. If I still If you dare to dislike him, you will live a long life."

Qiao Rong frowned when he heard this, raised his hand to rub the soft black hair on his head and warned him: "Don't talk nonsense."

Shen Shu shrugged indifferently, thinking that Lao Tzu had died once.

And you are the first person I saw after being reborn through a book.

It is very special.

He didn't tell Qiao Rong these things, and changed the subject in an informal way: "Boss, you really look like a good wife and mother now."

A dangerous signal flashed in Qiao Rong's eyes, and he said with a half-smile, "So that's what you usually call me in your heart."

Shen Shu: ...

The boss's focus is always clear.

Shen Shu coughed, and continued to change the subject persistently: "As long as you cook alone, I will help you."

Qiao Rong glanced at him calmly, and quietly said four words: "Settle accounts after autumn."

Shen Shu: ...

Pretend not to hear...

But there is still a price to pay.

The next day, when Qiao Rong woke up early in the morning, Shen Shu who was beside his pillow had disappeared.

Upstairs came faintly cheerful rhythmic piano music.

Qiao Rong didn't expect Shen Shu to be so energetic, and this time he woke up earlier than himself.

And he slept so deeply that night.

He took a hot shower and went downstairs to find breakfast already set on the table in the dining room.

The sound of the piano in the villa is smooth and natural, without any pause.

Shen Shu's fair and slender fingers jumped quickly on the black and white keys of the grand piano, and greeted him without raising his head when he heard the sound: "Good morning, old Joe."

"I got up so late today, did I overwork last night and my body couldn't take it anymore?"

I pressed Lao Tzu to do a few hours of after-dinner exercise.

Qiao Rong heard Shen Shu's provocative words early in the morning, put down the hot milk in his hand, walked to the living room, stood beside him and asked funnyly: "Why, you hate me for being old?"

Shen Shu didn't answer Qiao Rong's words, turned his head, deliberately smiled brightly, and asked him, "Do you like my new name for you?"

Qiao Rong couldn't help but raised his hand to pinch his smooth and delicate cheeks, his eyes darkened a little, and he warned him in a low tone: "In the morning, don't tease me."

Shen Shu rolled his eyes in disdain.

Shen Shu: I'm going to tease you to see if you can eat it early in the morning.

"Heh—" Qiao Rong saw through his thoughts, chuckled, and pressed him on the piano and kissed him.

In the living room of the huge villa, chaotic piano sounds sounded one after another.

Shen Shu: Damn it!

While struggling under Qiao Rong and trying to escape, Shen Shu yelled flatteringly between Qiao Rong's kisses: "Old Qiao~"

Qiao Rong held him down with one hand, unbuttoned his pajamas one by one, bit his earlobe and said, "I told you, don't tease me, or you will bear the consequences!"

Shen Shu panicked, and begged for mercy without hesitation: "Old Joe, Old Qiao! Qiao Rong! Brother! Boss Qiao, Mr. Joe, please forgive me, I won't dare next time."

It's too shameful for this fucking to play piano in broad daylight!

Qiao Rong narrowed his eyes dangerously, and told him softly, "It's late."

An hour later, the two were fully dressed and sat at the dining table to have breakfast.

Shen Shu angrily poked the sandwich in front of him with a fork, and looked up at Qiao Rong from time to time.

Seeing this, Qiao Rong put down the knife and fork in his hand, and reasoned with him seriously: "You are at fault in this matter first, and you can't completely blame me."

Shen Shu slapped the fork on the table:! ! !

"I just got so inspired this morning that I wrote a song, so I'm a little carried away!"

Qiao Rong spread his hands innocently and helplessly: "Then you shouldn't ignore my warning."

"And you still provoked me, saying that I am old..."

Shen Shu raised his head abruptly, and glared at each other angrily: What's the matter, you're still acting good when you get cheap, and you're still wronged? !

Seeing this, Qiao Rong hurriedly got up and said, "Okay, I'm going to the company, Bo Nan has been waiting for me outside for an hour."

Shen Shu: One hour, hum.

For the sake of providing inspiration for Lao Tzu's songwriting, forgive you for a while.

Shen Shu told him angrily: "Be careful on the road, go early and return early."

Qiao Rong suddenly looked at him in surprise when he heard the words, and asked uncertainly, "You mean I can come back here tonight?"

Shen Shu: I said no, so why don't you come? !

Shen Shu blushed a little at the thought of what he was going to say, pretended not to care and nodded and replied: "Yes."

"Since we have established a relationship as a couple, let's just live together, saving you the trouble of tossing between the villa in the back and this villa."

"Besides, Zhizhi has been filming in other places recently, so it's boring for you to live alone."

Qiao Rong was quite surprised: "You know everything?"

Shen Shu nodded: "Brother Peng has found out that this luxuriously decorated villa with bags is your private property, not the company's welfare."

Doesn't it mean that I don't pay attention to not letting you live.

Qiao Rong chuckled, put on his suit and prepared to go out.

Before leaving, he thought of one thing, and said to Shen Shu who was standing at the entrance: "You forgot to call me a name today."

Shen Shu didn't understand, and asked with a blank face: "What?"

Qiao Rong raised the corners of his lips and said in a deep voice, "Remember to call me husband from now on."

The author has something to say: In the next chapter, Brother Shu will probably start his career!