Cherry Orchid Red and White Roses

I don't know how long it took to be calm in the car like this before the blush on Bian Rizeye's face dissipated, squinting at the slightly drooping eyes under the glasses, he couldn't be sure what Feng Jingye was thinking.

The two have been together for two years. Except for the needs of interests, Feng Jingye rarely has contact with girls. Even in the male public relations department, the girls who approach him are just to ask when the peripherals of the male public relations department will be released. Importantly, Feng Jingye doesn't seem to have dated anyone...

Thinking of this, Rizeye's face under the mask involuntarily turned red again, and a spontaneous thought came to mind: this person probably likes me!

"Jing Ye, is your sexual orientation abnormal?"

Although this kind of questioning is not very rational, Bian Rizeye is not very good at asking vaguely.

"Why do you suddenly have such an idea?" He raised his eyes casually and asked.

"The two of us seem to be more than once, you suddenly get too...intimate with me!"

Bian Rizeye deliberately emphasized the word "intimacy", looking at Feng Jingye with calm eyes, rejoicing from time to time that the mask on his face completely concealed the blush on his cheeks that could not be concealed.

But because of this, there is no way to even hear the other party's true thoughts.

"No."

——I was afraid of being alienated by him, so I said such a thing!

Feng Jingye unconsciously covered her glasses with her hands and pushed them slightly, the waves in her eyes were so calm that Bian Rizeye couldn't see anything at all.

He, Cen Ye, has never liked to straighten and bend. When Feng Jingye denied it, Cen Ye, who hadn't been in this circle for a long time, gave up his inner thoughts and wondered whether he should be a straight man in his life. Don't fucking think of shit.

If you can't see the other person's heart clearly, you can only face helpless misses again and again. Even if you get so close, you still can't touch his heart.

Bian Rizeye took off his mask, and the flush on his face had faded along with the thoughts just now. Feng Jingye turned his head to face Bian Rizeye's still red and swollen face. It turned into a fist and rested on the side of the leg.

"Does it still hurt today?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore, but it seems that the two sides of the face are still a little asymmetrical..."

Feng Jingye smiled slightly: "But you look so stupid, it's still good enough for you to ask for leave, otherwise the guests will be scared away by you!"

"Even if I'm disfigured, I'm still handsome, okay?"

The man in front of him pursed his lips and smiled, Bian Rizeye's heart stopped, he always felt that this slap print could not resist his handsomeness at all, and he would not be as scary as Feng Jingye said at all.

"It's here? Are you ready to go?"

Bian Rize woke up from the daze at night, only to realize that the car had already arrived outside the villa. He rubbed his eyes with his hands, opened the car door with one hand, and dropped his foot to the ground. Feng Jingye looked at Bian Rize who got out of the car. Ye, took off his glasses, squinted at the figure outside the car door, and waited for him to make a move.

But Bian Rizeye didn't know what Feng Jingye meant at all, he was already at the door of his house, why didn't this person get out of the car obediently...

Could it be that he was going to be left alone at home again? Bian Rizeye didn't know what to think, but he just didn't want Feng Jingye to leave him here alone at night.

"Are you planning to go back? Don't you want to eat?"

Feng Jingye rubbed the corner of her eyes with one hand, and held her glasses with the other: "Shouldn't you help me open the door and get my bag?"

"Why do you want to open the door and get your bag for you? Is your hand uncomfortable? Do you want to accompany you to the hospital first?" Bian Rizeye asked with concern.

After finishing speaking, Bian Rizeye realized all the words Feng Jingye had said to him at school, and finally realized that Feng Jingye's decision not to keep him was serious, and kept pressing his tongue against the inner wall of his mouth, standing in the original After thinking about the pros and cons, he still went to open the door for Feng Jingye.

Thinking about it, it must be when I didn't pay attention, and the black-bellied adults were not happy, and the black-bellied adults made such a decision. If I continue to provoke the black-bellied adults, I feel uncomfortable, Bian Rizeye thinks that I borrowed this paragraph Time won't be any better.

It's better to be obedient, and don't get into trouble with Feng Jingye over these trivial matters. If Feng Jingye hadn't taken him in last night, he might still be hungry now, wandering the streets with a suitcase...

"Jing Ye, is there something about me that upsets you?"

"This should be what you should pay, isn't the return proportional to the pay? You can also consider compensating me for departmental matters, such as a set of gorgeous art photos, which I don't have as a peripheral for the male public relations department." Opinion."

Bian Rizeye hadn't heard this kind of profitable tone for some time. Although Feng Jingye always said helplessly that he owed him too much whenever he met him, but when he calculated it seriously, It seems only this time.

Carrying the schoolbag in his hand, Bian Rizeye had a new awareness of the things that made Feng Sanshao angry, but he didn't know what was wrong, so he could only follow Feng Sanshao, and go home to get the food first. Do it well, and then think about what made Feng Jingye treat him uncharacteristically...

On the other side, Feng Jingye's phone rang, and when he opened the phone cover, the word Qianyue appeared on the screen, which made the corners of Feng Jingye's lips rise, which seemed to be expected.

"Jing Ye-jun, brother, is he okay? Are you used to living outside? Are you sick!?"

"Fortunately, I think I'm used to it, and I haven't fallen ill." Feng Jingye replied with a simple expression of horror.

"Brother, you need to trouble Jing Ye-kun a lot, oh... by the way, is Mao Ze-senpai really Wumei's brother?"

"Well, why do you both seem to care about Moozawa brothers and sisters?"

On the other side of the phone, Qianyue was silent for a long time before she opened her mouth and said, "Similar brothers and sisters, I can't help but care about it. I think my brother thinks the same way, right? Why does Jing Yejun suddenly have this question? "

"It's nothing, don't worry, I have been friends with Ze Ye for so long, and I will take good care of him."

"Then please trouble Mr. Jing Ye. Dad is back. I'll hang up first. Goodbye."

Under the busy tone of the phone over there, Feng Jingye raised his head, the door was wide open, Bian Rizeye stood outside the door and looked at Feng Jingye, under the soft facial features, the raised corners of his lips were warmed by the setting sun. Like the afternoon sun, without the harsh rays.

"Come in! I'm closing the door."

"Well, Qianyue called just now and asked about your condition. In order to take good care of you, wash the dishes after dinner!"

"Ahem...Are you sure you take good care of me? But just wash the dishes! Who told me that I owe you so much, and it's okay to take the responsibility of taking care of you."

Feng Jingye shook his head helplessly and said, "Who needs your care, it's just a reward."

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