[Transmigration Book] His white moonlight became an assist

"Meet your parents?"

A pleasant voice came, and Cheng Yourang saw Qiao Shumu standing in front of him smiling.

That expression was like asking, "It's late, what grade is the child in?"

Cheng You's eyelids twitched: "Go to my house for a meal, haven't you met before?"

"Didn't talk about anything else?"

Cheng Yourang was frightened by his perseverance, and quickly warned: "Grandma doesn't know yet, so don't talk nonsense in front of her."

Qiao Shumu let out a boring "hey" and worried for him: "Then you plan to keep it a secret?"

Talking about this, Cheng Yourang frowned.He knew that Qi Chi also hoped to be affirmed by grandma, and to be with him openly.But this is difficult to achieve, no matter what attitude grandma will have, as long as he thinks that grandma in the book left forever because she broke their relationship, he dare not reveal the slightest thing to her.

Xu Xutuzhi was also quite embarrassing, he just planned to keep this matter forever out of grandma's sight.

Qiao Shumu felt a hint of agreement from his silence, knowing that he hadn't thought it through yet, so he didn't bother to keep asking, and reminded: "It's nothing, just find a suitable opportunity and tell her, she understandable."

Cheng Yourang agreed, obviously not listening with a calm expression.

"How do you know he went to my house?"

"He posted on Moments, three bowls of glutinous rice balls, and a hand in the mirror, I guessed it."

Cheng You let Liang swish, "Didn't you say delete it?"

Qiao Shumu obviously didn't expect this, and smiled awkwardly: "I happened to see it."

Cheng Yourang was noncommittal and just looked at him indifferently.

Qiao Shumu was still smiling awkwardly, and wanted to change the subject: "Didn't you take pictures? Why didn't he send them out to see?"

I don't know what came to mind, Cheng Yourang's expression suddenly became intriguing, and he touched his nose: "We don't like taking pictures very much."

"If you don't like to take pictures, you don't like to take pictures. Why do you have such a strange expression?"

"I just suddenly remembered—" Cheng Yourang paused, and looked at him unrequitedly: "Did you say that he has a camera in his car?"

Qiao Shumu was silent for a second, and immediately realized that he couldn't hold back the corner of his mouth that was frantically upward, and added fuel to the flames heartlessly: "You guys are also good at playing, he won't watch you every day before going to bed. video?"

Cheng Yourang imagined that scene for a moment, and instantly felt creepy, goosebumps all over his body: "I'm leaving early."

Qiao Shumu still looked like he was causing trouble, when he saw the person who turned around hurriedly took out his cell phone from his pocket in a second.

And Qi Chi was working in the company, and when he saw the message he sent, he was so frightened that he dialed back immediately.

"Baby, really not, I promise not!"

After speaking, he raised his eyes and glanced at the man standing at the desk.

Silent depression.

Xiao He, who has no eyesight, actually understood, and saw that he was signaling him to go out with his eyes.

"Really, you believe me."

After speaking, Qi Chi raised his eyes again, but this time instead of looking, he stared.

Xiao He, who was also a little embarrassed, touched his nose, silently put the document on the table and went out.

Seeing him go out, Qi Chi kicked his legs and took the chair around in a circle, with his back to the door.

The corner of his mouth curled up: "If you don't believe me, come to my place to check in person tonight?"

He said something again with anger, and he suddenly smiled softly: "Come on?"

Cheng Yourang hesitated for a few seconds over there, but did not directly refuse: "Let's see the situation tonight, I'll go if there's nothing else to do."

Qi Chi responded with a smile, and asked again: "That colleague of yours... the one who wears square-framed black glasses, is he still pestering you?"

"No," Cheng Yourang said anxiously, "We are just ordinary colleagues, he doesn't mean that to me, so don't guess."

"Oh?" Qi Chi pursed his lips, "Then have you talked to him today?"

"No." After answering firmly, Cheng Yourang suddenly realized, "Is it none of your business whether I talked to him or not? Are you still in charge?"

Qi Chi's expression remained unchanged after being yelled at: "Stop talking to him, okay?"

"..."

The other side hung up the phone mercilessly.

The smile on Qi Chi's face gradually deepened, as if he was still recalling the soft muffled hum and the barely audible "Got it" before the phone was hung up.

Cheng Yourang felt that he was jealous, but he was his boyfriend after all, so he reluctantly gave him some face,

And Zhang Jing probably also felt embarrassed or felt that he had lost face, so he was unwilling to talk to him.Fortunately, their jobs don't have much overlap, and they don't pay attention to each other's words and don't have much time to talk.

Naturally, he wouldn't pay attention to him, and just did his own thing as usual, completely forgetting that the other party showed his favor in front of him a few days ago.

Qi Chi came to pick him up at night.

As soon as he went up, he was pulled and gnawed by him, and he was so angry that he pushed him away.He was still slapping him, but his hand was held down.

"Someone is following you."

Cheng Yourang was surprised: "Where?"

"The one who went to the bar with you and wanted to poach the wall."

"?"

Cheng Yourang looked out of the car, but found nothing, and couldn't help but doubt the people around him: "It's time to get off work, and everyone comes out of the car, are you reading it wrong?"

"will not."

His tone was determined, probably because someone who had been in power for a long time gave orders to his subordinates, with a convincing concentration.

Cheng Yourang was taken aback by what he said, and he didn't want to fight him anymore: "Don't look, let's go."

"Go to my place?"

Cheng You made a "huh" sound, and waited to appreciate the tension on the other party's face with satisfaction before opening his mouth slowly: "I told my grandma that there will be a gathering of colleagues tonight. How many times do you think I have gathered this month?"

Qi Chi chuckled and focused on driving, but did not forget to keep up with the speed of the car: "Then when did you tell grandma that you were going on a business trip for a few days?"

Cheng Yourang couldn't take it anymore, slapped his leg with a palm, and turned his face away angrily.

Cheng Yourang didn't take the initiative to talk to the newcomer Zhang Jing, and Zhang Jing also deliberately avoided him recently, so the two of them really did not speak to each other as he promised Qi Chi.

The first time the two met was one day after get off work.

Colleagues all went out one after another, and Cheng Yourang was still sitting in front of the computer before finishing the things.

He didn't notice at all that the office was gone.

When he finally finished his work and was about to pack up and leave, he suddenly found a black notebook on the table.

He picked up the notebook, wondering if some careless colleague had left it on his desk, but when he opened it, he saw three beautiful words written on the title page——

Cheng Yourang.

Qi Chi had to work overtime tonight and didn't have time to pick him up, so he left in no hurry and turned backwards.

Paragraphs of text came into view, and it looked like an ordinary notebook.

Flip to the middle to reveal a sandwiched photo.

Cheng Yourang was taken aback for a moment, looking at the two big boys side by side in the photo, he seemed to see something through this photo.

In the first month after the new students entered school, the activity of recruiting new students in clubs started, and they made an appointment to go to the scene to see which club they planned to join.

Not long after I went there, I was caught by a photography-related club. They warmly invited them to join their club and offered to take a photo with them.

At that time, not long after the military training, the skin of both of them was not fair, and they were suddenly pushed in front of the camera, and they were a little cautious.

"Crack!"

The two boys who were not ready left their truest state in the photo.

Cheng Yourang couldn't remember the things that didn't happen to him, picked up the photo and saw that this page was not a large piece of calculations and notes but a short paragraph of text.

"It was only at night that I realized that today is the winter solstice and I should eat dumplings. The dumpling shop in the school cafeteria is closed, and I probably won't be able to eat dumplings this year. I was studying in the library at night, and Zhang Jing sent me a message asking me to go down to find him When I went down, I saw a box of steaming dumplings in his hand, and said he bought them for me. It was already eleven o’clock at that time, and it was already past the gate control time. I asked him how he bought the dumplings, but he lied to me. After a long time, I said that I went out to buy it over the wall.

He knew that I like to eat celery, and he brought me the juice that I like to drink outside the school.After returning to the dormitory at night, he urged me to take a shower and rest early. After I came out, he had already lay down and slept.

I don't know who didn't draw the curtains properly, and the moonlight came in and sprinkled on his face. "

The narration came to an abrupt end here, and Cheng Yourang frowned as he looked at the pile of garbled characters behind him.