Don't move, say goodbye! [Quick Transmigration]

"Aren't you enjoying it?"

Sheng Zhao's lips drew back a gap, and the annoyance and lust in his eyes were surging: "Have you ever kissed?"

Struggling but still unable to get away, Tan Qiao's mind was dizzy due to suffocation, and he woke up suddenly when he heard his joking voice, and when Sheng Zhao kissed him deeply again, he bit him hard.

The rust-like smell of blood diffused from between the lips and teeth, and while Sheng Zhao backed away in pain, Tan Qiao pushed him hard again, and panted heavily while wiping his mouth while leaning against the wall.

"It's really ruthless." Sheng Zhao licked his lips.

It is very common for ordinary people to do this action, but it is different for evildoers.

I don't know if it's because of their talent or what. The overly red tongue tip slowly licked the red lips. As the blood was sucked into the mouth, Tan Qiao's heart almost jumped out of his chest when he witnessed this scene.

He quickly looked away and silently recited the Qingxin mantra several times.

Sheng Zhao didn't give up: "Have you ever kissed?"

"none of your business!"

Sheng Zhao raised his eyebrows: "Why is it none of my business, what I have eaten is mine."

Wiping her mouth again, Tan Qiao blushed and said angrily, "If you hadn't opened the door then, I wouldn't have looked for you."

Sheng Zhao: "When I opened the door, I saw a rabbit in heat. Is it my fault? Yes, Tan Qiao!"

Tan Qiao paused: "I didn't mean that."

If it was not Sheng Zhao but someone else, maybe this matter would not have been entangled for so long. Now that the task situation has just improved, he really doesn't want to be distracted to solve other things.

"...Anyway, what do you want, I'll make it up to you, shall we go through that article?"

"What do I want?" Sheng Zhao leaned closer and scratched his chin, his voice was hoarse and tired: "I think you circle around me every day, crawl on my bed every day, cry every day and beg me to help you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Tan Qiao covered his mouth with a slap, and became angry from embarrassment: "Don't go too far!"

"Ha ha."

Sheng Zhao smiled at him with crooked eyebrows, his butterfly-like eyelashes flickered, and then Tan Qiao felt his palm become moist, and he licked it lightly.

Taking a deep breath, Tan Qiao suddenly withdrew her hand, looked at him in shock and anger, speechless.

...What kind of person is this!

"Hey, Xiao Qiao, break up with him and make it up to me."

As he said that, Sheng Zhao was like an insatiable vixen, his scorching eyes fixed on his lips, and he was about to come closer again.

"Stop kidding, I can't break up!"

Leaning against the wall and stepping back a few steps, Tan Qiao clutched her chest, forcing herself to calm down.

"I like Gu Chong. Why did you break up? You heard it just now. I will resign tomorrow."

If you can't deal with it, you can't hide it!

After resigning, he lost the only intersection, and as time passed, he and Sheng Zhao would always have nothing to do with each other.

Seeing that his expression was firm and alert to himself all the time, Sheng Zhao was silent for a long time, and suddenly said with a sneer: "Hey, Gu Chongming is making fun of the dog, and he is rushing to post it backwards. Are you flustered?"

As soon as the words were finished, Sheng Zhao added coldly: "Is it him or Gu's who attracts people's liking?"

Words are the most harmful weapon, Tan Qiao's face turned pale, and he said through gritted teeth: "I am willing!"

Others set it up as a humble subject, and if they don't, they will go to the west directly. What can he do, can they just give up and die like that? !

Tan Qiao was so angry that his teeth were shaking, he didn't want to say a word to him, turned around and left, wishing he could go upstairs and resign immediately, and never see this person again.

Seeing Tan Qiao's figure disappear at the top of the stairs, he presumably went back to look for Gu Chong.

"...Depend on."

If it hadn't been for not smoking, Sheng Zhao would have wanted to light an afterthought cigarette right now, for no other reason, since he was dumped for the first time, there was no room for loss.

Now he still remembers Gu Chong's first visit to the pavilion, Tan Qiao behaved abnormally, obviously stiff to the point of uncoordinated limbs, but still clumsily approached him.

If it wasn't for the accidental sleep, and the subsequent series of misunderstandings, he wouldn't be so concerned about Tan Qiao.

The appearance is good, but the personality is very troublesome, and the vision is not very good. The advantage is that the expression is rich and easy to understand.

"It's embarrassing enough." Sheng Zhao smiled self-deprecatingly as he recalled his irrelevant thinking some time ago.

Touching the lips that were still bleeding, Sheng Zhao snorted after reminiscing about the touch just now and the joy of experiencing love for the first time.

His love for Tan Qiao may be just the initial effect plus the subsequent oolong, and there is no real feeling at all.

Isn't the other party acting very ruthless?

Thinking about it, I've never heard of the rule that he must sleep in.

Life is too short to have fun in time, that's why he came to Yeming Pavilion back then, if you lose, you lose, and it's the most boring thing to get stuck in a corner.

Anyway, these things can't be done with anyone.

Thinking of this, Sheng Zhao shrugged and said to himself softly, "Okay, you can be happy if you like."

Sheng Zhao didn't come back, and table 1 turned into a three-person meeting.

Since coming back, Tan Qiao has been a little absent-minded, always looking towards the door from time to time.

Among the people at the table, only You Baihui was the most interested. He was tired of Gu Chongdong's gossip, talking about life in foreign countries and childhood memories. During the period, he would occasionally look at him with meaningful eyes, which made Tan Qiao feel hairy.

On the second day of breaking the ice with Gu Chong, Tan Qiao went to ask Zhu Lingdang to resign, but Zhu Lingdang did not approve.

Perhaps because he belonged to the same circle, Zhu Lingdang thought he knew Gu Chong well, and concluded that they would not last long, so in the end he only suggested that he could take a long vacation, and he could come back whenever he wanted.

Since then, Tan Qiao kept his ears to the outside world and only watched the protagonist Gong. He started to look up all kinds of information again, trying to achieve the standard of a good lover.

Apart from this, he doesn't know how to make Gu Chong like him. During these days in the Yeming Pavilion, he was like a poor student, he didn't learn what he should learn, and he caused a lot of trouble.

System 250: Host, why are you working so hard all of a sudden?

Tan Qiao continued to take notes, without raising his head, he said: "Didn't you say that the only way to fight HE with the protagonist is?"

System 250: But...

But the host is also working too hard, too hard, as if he wants to use up all his energy and force himself to think about other things.

The system lurking in his brain seems to have captured something, but he is not too sure about it. It always has a half-knowledge about human emotions.

In the next few days, Tan Qiao exhausted all her skills.

Without his job at the Yeming Hall, Gu Chong took his sleep aid home every night as a matter of course.

Three good boyfriends have several necessary elements, gentle personality, careful thought, gentleness and consideration, empathy, paying attention to the psychological needs of the other party, and not hesitate to praise the other party.

There was no need for the chef butler to remind him, Tan Qiao took the initiative to block the kitchen this time, and stopped doing "superfluous" useless work, other than that, he really cared for Gu Chong.

commute every day.

Tan Qiao: "Mr. Gu, you are also very handsome today."

Take a lunch break every day.

Tan Qiao: "Mr. Gu, I cut some fruit, do you want some coffee? Mr. Gu, I locked the door, so You Baihui can't come in!"

every night.

Tan Qiao: "Mr. Gu, are you tired? I learned massage techniques online. Would you like to massage your shoulders for you?"

Gu Chong: "No, go out, I'm working."

"Oh..." Disappointed at the lack of room for hard work, Tan Qiao jumped up and said in a flash: "Then tomorrow is a holiday, do you want to go out on a date?"

Gu Chong rubbed his eyebrows irritably: "I have a job."

Tan Qiao didn't bother to ask any more, turned around and left: "Okay then, I'm leaving."

Seeing him leave, Gu Chong finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In the Gu family, the evening time becomes very boring.

Tan Qiao intends to chat with Gu Chong and cultivate a relationship, but Gu Chong doesn't seem to be interested in this, as if he wants to make up for the previous sleep, he takes a shower and sleeps directly after work, and the two of them don't have many opportunities to communicate.

While the movie was playing, Tan Qiao didn't sit on the carpet, but sat at the small table in Gu Chong's room and started sketching.

Boring, the job of an assistant is also boring, sex is also boring, and Gu Chong, who only pats his head when he is annoyed, is also boring. In short, tool people are so boring.

This is probably how it feels to live like a year.

Tan Qiao felt like a canary in a cage. During the day, he squatted at the door of the protagonist to serve him all the time, and at night he had to sing a lullaby to his ears. Gu Chong would only touch his head twice when the service was satisfactory or he thought he was too noisy. send him off.

It's not a problem just to be so exhausted. The original owner has really fallen in love with painting these years, and Tan Qiao doesn't know if he was influenced by him, inherited his talent, and also inherited this ideal by the way.

So whenever he was free, he would ask Gu Chong: "Mr. Gu, is there really no shortage of people in the design department?"

On the morning of Saturday's rest day, Tan Qiao couldn't help asking this again.

He nestled on the sofa, while Gu Chong was reading magazines not far away, beside the floor-to-ceiling windows and the courtyard.

Gu Chong flipped through a page of the magazine without raising his head: "There is no shortage."

Tan Qiao didn't give up, and moved to his side pitifully: "Mr. Gu, is there really no shortage? Can't we go through the back door?"

Tan Qiao's head was so close that it was almost in front of the magazine, forcing Gu Chong to turn his head.

His eyes fell on his face, even at such a close distance, Gu Chong's expression was calm: "You can go, you can go to be You Baihui's assistant."

"...Forget it then."

Tan Qiao pursed her mouth, and lay down on the sofa sullenly.

After half a minute, Tan Qiao suddenly came back together: "Is there a shortage of designers? I can!"

The corners of Gu Chong's eyes twitched violently: "There is no shortage."

"Oh." As expected, Tan Qiao lay down again.

The living room became quiet, and after 10 minutes, Gu Chong glanced at him sideways, and found that Tan Qiao had closed his eyes and fell asleep.

In the past few days, Tan Qiao has been circling around him every day, and Gu Chong has some doubts, whether he responds too much, and Tan Qiao keeps asking for it even more disturbingly.

Su Jinhao's method is not easy to use.

He wanted Tan Qiao to be within reach, but he didn't want Tan Qiao Riri to disrupt his rhythm of life in various matters, but he could only watch him disrupt it.

I don't know why, but it became difficult to say no to Qiao's cautious, flattering and expectant eyes, which he could say casually at ordinary times.

Gu Chong himself was also confused by this weird phenomenon, and in the end he could only blame it on his wet eyes, which looked like puppies, which aroused his sympathy.

Tan Qiao was not aggressive in appearance like a puppy, especially when she was asleep.

The soft hair sticks to the face obediently, the eyes that are always full of water are closed tightly on weekdays, and the thick long eyelashes flutter like a fan, as if he is having a disturbing dream, or like His bangs rubbed against his eyelashes, making him uncomfortable even when he was asleep.

Gu Chong looked at it silently for a while, put down the magazine, and couldn't help stretching out his hand to help him brush the hair on his forehead, but stopped in midair.

Tan Qiao was sleeping soundly, and now he didn't need any response like touching his head. Gu Chong looked at his hand in some confusion, and finally took it back, and picked up the semi-finished drawing on the coffee table instead.

What Tan Qiao does most these days is painting.

Talented, but has not experienced any polishing, pure enough not to mix any commercial elements, and not the kind of amazing personality flow design, and is still a little short of the teaching of someone who has experienced it before becoming a designer.

After flipping through a few drafts casually, Gu Chong put them back.

There are many positions for assistants in the design department, and it's not that they don't need manpower, he just doesn't want Tan Qiao to go.

The more harmless people and animals look, the more they will deceive people. On the first day he went to Yeming Pavilion, he clearly saw Sheng Zhao take him away. When asked about it a few days ago, Tan Qiao said that the two were not familiar.

Thinking of this, Gu Chong's face darkened, he turned his head to look at Tan Qiao who was still sleeping, got up and went upstairs.

And Tan Qiao, who fell asleep facing the open floor-to-ceiling windows, managed to catch a cold after waking up.

***

This warm relationship with the protagonist Gong did not last for a few days.

Just like the protagonists of a novel must go through many hardships before they get together, Tan Qiao, who is familiar with the plot, cannot escape this law.

The author has something to say:

The breakup is imminent, ready to break the system.

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