Teacher, breathe for me

Qiao Xiu is not a dull person, just like he can clearly see Chen Lu's careful thoughts towards him, but now he can't see through it.

Qi Yan didn't take back his hand, his fingers still rested on the corners of his eyes, with a temperature as warm as a dream.His eyes flickered for a moment of panic, then calmed down, and gradually calmed down, like a jar of old wine, the color became deeper and deeper.

Qiao Xiu didn't dodge for a moment, just looked at him dimly like this, and then watched Qi Yan slowly bent down and hugged him gently.

The boy's breath smelled like the sea, and the heat it brought was not annoying.

Qi Yan buried his head in his shoulder, and said softly, "You were calling mom just now."

Joshua was shocked.He didn't move, maybe he didn't want to move, but Joshua preferred to think that his body was stiff from sleep.

Qi Yan is like a little wild leopard who needs to find his master to act like a baby. Seeing that his master is sad, he uses his method to pounce on him and lick his tears.

Qiao Xiu could only be forced to explain to himself that Qi Yan was comforting himself.So he stretched out his hand and patted Qi Yan's head, and said, "I'm fine, I just dreamed about my dead mother."

Qi Yan didn't know how long he hugged Qiao Xiu like this, raised his head, rested his chin on Qiao Xiu's chest, and looked at him obediently without moving.

A beautiful face, even if you look closely, you can't find a trace of flaws.

Qiao Xiu knew that this posture looked very romantic at first glance, but what Qi Yan probably saw was his double chin.

"Get up, my chest hurts from your pressure."

Qi Yan sat up, touched his chin, and said doubtfully: "I'm not a sticky face either, why does it hurt?"

Joshua: "..."

Qi Yan smiled to himself: "Maybe it's because you are too soft-hearted, Teacher."

Joshua: "..."

The atmosphere was still delicate, and Qiao Xiu asked, "What time is it?"

"You only slept for half an hour."

Joshua yawned: "I thought it's been a long time."

Qi Yan sat on the transfer and turned around: "You can continue to sleep."

Qiao Xiu rolled his eyes at him: "Then when he woke up, he saw someone looking at him inexplicably and hugging him inexplicably?"

Qi Yan blinked his eyes a little bit bitterly: "Very...inexplicable?"

Qiao Xiu looked at him, and for a moment didn't know how to answer.Fortunately, Qi Yan quickly changed the subject: "Brother Qiao, are you hungry? I'll go downstairs and get you something to eat?"

In fact, Qiao Xiu had a full lunch and was not hungry at all, but in order to ease the ambiguous atmosphere, he nodded hastily.

Qi Yan went downstairs and brought the cake up, and when he handed it to Qiao Xiu, he emphasized: "I made this."

The cake was exquisite and small, with a circle of cream dotted on the side. It seemed to be a style that girls would like very much.Joshua held it and thought it was cute. After he tasted it, it wasn't as sweet as the ones bought in the market. It tasted very good, with a fresh and natural taste.

Qiao Xiu sighed, "Admiration, admiration."

Qiao Xiu, who was not too hungry, was aroused by the delicious cake and ate it with relish. Suddenly, Qi Yan came over, wiped it on the corner of Qiao Xiu's mouth, and looked at his fingers with a smile: "Cream." Then Dot the cream on Joshua's nose again.

Qiao Xiu: "...you are sick!"

Qi Yan giggled and went downstairs: "Teacher, if you wake up, go downstairs and water the flowers with me."

Joshua took off the watermelon pajamas and changed into his own clothes. When he got out of the room, he probably lost his mind and went in the wrong direction. He bumped his head against another door and knocked it open.

This room looks like a study room, with low-key luxury and connotations. What attracted Qiao Xiu's attention was not the decoration style, nor the rows of books on the bookshelf, but a complete set of high-end recording equipment on the computer side. .

Generally speaking, if you are not interested in dubbing or singing, you rarely have such complete and expensive equipment at home, which surprised Qiao Xiu a little.

But he didn't intend to trespass without authorization, so he went downstairs after taking a second look.

Qi Yan was watering the flowers in the yard, while Erha and Yihuang were playing in the yard, Qiao Xiu then had a wonderful idea.

How old is Qi Yan?

Why look so young, but hobbies are so old.First, I participated in a large-scale square dance performance, and then I cooked a good meal. From time to time, I took a walk with the dog to raise some flowers, which is a vivid picture of the life of the elderly.

Qiao Xiu made up his mind and couldn't help laughing, and happily walked into the yard.

Qi Yan was shooting row after row with a water gun, and the water droplets were crystal clear under the refraction of the sun. Qi Yan was casual and lazy in a white vest, and he looked handsome even when watering a flower.

Suddenly, Qi Yan turned the water gun to Erha, and sprayed towards Erha. Erha screamed happily, and rushed wherever the water gun swept.Compared with the crazy Erha, Yihuang is much colder, squatting there quietly, watching Erha pretend to be aggressive.

Until the water gun swept a yellow, its fur was completely wet, it shook up twice and became unhappy, and ran after Erha.

Qiao Xiu was watching happily, and was caught off guard, and the water gun in Qi Yan's hand shot towards him.

Qiao Xiu was so shocked that he had nowhere to hide. He was shot all over his body wetly. Erha and Yihuang were still jumping around in front of him, but they didn't help him block any water.

"Qi Yan!" Qiao Xiu exploded.

Qi Yan quickly turned off the water gun, frowned and said, "I don't know what happened, the water gun shot towards you just now."

Qiao Xiu wiped the water from his head, thinking that I still believe in you?Thinking about walking over, "Show me the water gun."

Qi Yan hid the water gun behind his back and shrank back: "No, Brother Qiao."

"Be good." Qiao Xiu coaxed, "Baby Yan, be good, come and show brother the water gun."

Qi Yan saw that his bangs were still dripping with water, and his collarbone was exposed under a large piece of unbuttoned collar.

Sure enough, as soon as Qiao Xiu got the water gun, he started to fight back. Qi Yan laughed happily while being shot all over his body.

In the end, both of them seemed to have been drowned, and together with a cat and a dog, they sat in the yard blowing the wind.

Erha was rolling in the grass. From time to time, passers-by passed by and took a look at Erha, looking at Erha like a crazy dog, and then looked up at Qi Yan and Qiao Xiu like a crazy dog.

Qi Yan got up: "Brother Qiao, let's go into the house and change clothes, don't catch a cold later."

Joshua sat and looked up at him: "Do you have some normal clothes?"

Qi Yan smiled: "My closet is open for you, you can wear whatever you want."

Joshua: "I haven't lost my memory after sleeping. Didn't you say you had unwashed underwear before?"

Qi Yan looked at Qiao Xiu delicately: "My good brother, I didn't let you wear it."

Joshua: "..."

After changing into clean and fresh clothes, Qi Yan stood on the door frame and looked at Qiao Xiu: "Stay here for dinner tonight?"

Joshua turned to look at him: "Is it your showtime again?"

Qi Yan said earnestly: "I hope you stay, no one has eaten with me for a long time."

Qiao Xiu sighed, "Okay, okay." Can it be okay?

Qi Yan responded, Qiao Xiu remembered something, and asked, "When I passed the study just now, I saw a set of powerful recording equipment."

Qi Yan paused as he entered the kitchen, then turned around: "Oh, that's what my dad uses."

The corner of Qiao Xiu's mouth twitched: "Your father...doesn't he not live with you?"

Qi Yan: "Occasionally he will still come."

Qiao Xiu nodded: "So, that device is used by your father... for karaoke?"

Qi Yan was stunned for a moment, then nodded with great determination: "Brother Qiao, you are so smart, you just use it for karaoke."

I don't understand the world of the local tyrants.

Qiao Xiu turned on the TV in the living room inexplicably, and it happened to be where is Dad going on Mango Channel. He watched it with relish after he hadn't watched TV for many years.

When he saw Nuoyi kissing Kangkang in his arms, and Kangkang remained expressionless but did not push him away, the girlish heart that Qiao Xiu had hidden in his heart for many years blossomed in a small way.

This show is so poisonous!

Connor is sugar, sweet to sad.

When the ending song played, accompanied by the immature voice of "Where are we going", Qiao Xiu silently made up his mind that the next time he takes on a drama, he will be accompanied by a domineering president.

When Qi Yan came out of the kitchen, he happened to see Qiao Xiu staring at the TV intently, and teased, "Brother Qiao, these kids are so pretty?"

Qiao Xiu didn't hear clearly at the time, so he casually said, "I want to take on the role of a domineering president."

Qi Yan: "...Huh?"

Qiao Xiu: "No nothing, that, I mean, Kangkang is such a domineering president."

Qi Yan didn't read it: "Who is Kang Kang?"

"Son of Hu Jun."

Qi Yan was thoughtful: "Oh, Hu Jun."

"And that Nuoyi, that pretty little bastard, is Liu Ye's son."

Qi Yan was still thinking: "Oh, Lan Yu."

Qiao Xiu: "Have you seen Lan Yu?"

"Look, it was stuffed for a while."

Qiao Xiu was a little silent when he thought of Lan Yu's movie.

In high school, he was ignorantly aware of his sexual orientation for the first time, and he was in a state of extreme panic and fear.Although there is such a benchmark example as Luo Li around him, he is still flustered, flustered, and feels that he is not a normal person.

Later he watched Lan Yu's movie.

Qiao Xiu remembered that in his high school days when exam papers and girls' love letters were flying all over the sky, there was no hypocrisy, no pain described in those youth movies, but the night he watched "Lan Yu", he cried.

For the first time, he faced up to his sexual orientation and the path of his future life.

For dinner, Qi Yan prepared a plate of omelet rice. Qiao Xiu was pleasantly surprised, and then saw the doge face squeezed out of tomato juice on the omelet rice.

Qi Yan's culinary skills are really outstanding. Japanese dishes like omelet rice are no longer classified as Chinese home-cooked dishes. He can still cook them well. Qiao Xiu asked with admiration: "How did you learn to make omelet rice? yes?"

"Looking at the picture, you probably know what to do." Qi Yan replied.

People are really different.

At night, Qiao Xiu had already returned home, and Qi Yan went to the study to look at his recording equipment, looking left and right, he really felt that it was too professional.

He boarded the computer and sent a message to a person with Ma Jingtao's profile picture.

[Unflammable]: "I want to be a part of the drama."

[A piece of grass at the entrance of the village]: "Who are you, who are you?! How dare you steal my big account! Monsters watch the sword!"

After finishing speaking, a series of crackling emoticons bombarded me one after another.

[Unflammable]: "Wait for me for five seconds, and I'll block you."

[A grass at the entrance of the village]: "Oh! It's really you, don't burn!"

[Unflammable]: "I want to be a part of the drama."

[A grass at the entrance of the village]: "What stimulated you, you?"

[Unflammable]: "I want to be a part of the drama."

[A Grass at the Entrance of the Village]: "Why do you suddenly want to act in a drama?"

[Unflammable]: "Wait for me for a second, I'll block you."

[A grass at the entrance of the village]: "What type do you want to match? BG, BL, or GL? Main actor, co-operator, or secondary soy sauce? Attack or subject? All one episode, two episodes, or several episodes?"

[Non-combustible]: "The domineering president attacks, if the cv received is calligraphy."

[A grass at the entrance of the village]: "..."

[A grass at the entrance of the village]: "Qi Yan, are you resigning the book?"

[A Grass at the Entrance of the Village]: "Shu Ci's drama is really hard to get an appointment... Usually he is only willing to take it if he is very familiar with it, and he recently said that he doesn't want to take new ones..."

[Unflammable]: "One word, is it okay or not?"

[A grass at the entrance of the village]: "..."

[A grass at the entrance of the village]: "OK."