Chapter 14:

Leng Xun has been a little anxious recently, I want to drink milk tea at night, and I am in the stage of excitement after drinking, I can't fall asleep in bed over and over, sometimes I wake up at night, and I subconsciously touch my ass when I sit up, and I find that there is no abnormality, so I take a breath of false alarm.

Just a few days later, when Ran He came to him again, Leng Xun was making milk tea alone in the dark, and even added a little more milk with a shake of his hand when Ran He opened the door.

Ran He fumbled and turned on the light, and when he saw Leng Xun's unhappy face, he was happy: "I knocked on the door for a long time and you still haven't opened it, I'm not upset, what's wrong with you......"

Leng Xun gave the other party a cup of milk tea in his hand expressionlessly.

"Leng Xiaoxun, I haven't given you a job recently, and I especially reward you for sleeping lazy, why do you still have such deep dark circles under your eyes!" As he spoke, Ran He put the paper bag he was holding on the table. "This is the dress you wore last time you went to Qiao's to shoot an advertisement, and Qiao's gave you this set."

Hearing Qiao's cold inquiry, holding the milk tea cup, he glanced at the paper bag, and asked as if unintentionally: "Brother Ran, do they have ...... What else are you talking about......"

"Oh, they said you don't have to pay extra, we have already got the cost of filming the advertisement, Director Liu said that you have to be okay, and I will pay attention to you in the future!"

It's not a topic that interests him, Leng Xun waved his hand, carried a paper bag, and nestled on the sofa. He flipped the paper bag open, and the yuppie costume was deliberately ironed, looking a little solemn. Suddenly, he saw a piece of checkered cloth in his eyes, and he closed the paper bag and stuffed it behind his back.

"What's wrong?"

"It's okay, Brother Ran, what else do I need to do now?"

"I'm going to give you a few variety shows to consolidate your status as the little prince of red underwear, and when Qiao's advertisement is broadcast, your national popularity will increase...... I'll go first, you have a good rest, don't eat secretly, drink less milk tea, and get fat! I'll inform you when the program is set......" Ran He didn't notice anything unusual, he drank all the milk tea on the table, completed the task of delivering clothes, and left after a few words.

"Too little tea, too much milk......

Leng Xun only felt his heart pounding, and it wasn't until the agent closed the door that he pulled out the flattened bag behind him with a shocked expression.

A red plaid apron was wrapped in his coat, and before he could say anything, suddenly the whole sofa vibrate, and he subconsciously protected his ass, while looking around, he found that the "culprit" was the mobile phone with a vibration mode.

It turned out that Boss Qiao, who was set up with special attention, sent a text message.

Hehe, his boyfriend Qiao Kaiyuan is finally willing to contact by text message after five days without news?

Leng Xun held an apron in one hand and a mobile phone in the other, and clicked on the text message with bitterness, the content was quite in line with Qiao Kaiyuan's usual concise and concise style, but Leng Xun's face became more and more blue when he looked at it.

- Tomorrow weekend, come to the twelfth floor for supper in the evening?

- Do you like my gift to you, come in it.

Leng Xun threw out the red apron in his hand, stepped on it a few times with his bare feet, and then replied with a "smile" and "lying on his back".

- Okay, husband \(≧▽≦)/, I'm going to have a big meal.

Qiao Kaiyuan, who was waiting on the twelfth floor, looked at the text messages that popped up, and his twenty-six years of simple and waveless heart suddenly beat violently, and someone was handsome.

Simply...... Let's make a dessert.

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9:40 p.m.

Leng Xun obediently put on a red plaid apron, but scribbled a bunch of small animals on the blank space of the apron in the dark belly, and the whole person looked like a kindergarten teacher full of childlike innocence, and the graffiti on the left and right was not symmetrical at all, just to force obsessive-compulsive disorder to death.

pressed the elevator on the 12th floor, Leng Xun found that there were only Qiao Kaiyuan's residents on the entire 12th floor, he knocked on the door cautiously, and found a figure flashing by, and quickly opened the door a crack. Leng Xun pushed it away, and a burst of food aroma came to his face.

"Ah Xun, you sit down for a while, there is still a soup missing."

Qiao Kaiyuan's voice came, accompanied by a rich fragrance.

Leng Xun swallowed his saliva, he drooped his plush slippers, and looked around the core of Qiao Kaiyuan's house as he walked, there was a cup of poured orange juice on the living room table, the remote control was placed next to the orange juice, and a research news about cosmic celestial bodies was playing on the TV. Leng Xun saw that he was in a fog, and his mind was involuntarily attracted by the clanging sound in the kitchen.

He tiptoed towards the kitchen, and was greeted by a broad back, Leng Xun felt that his palms were sweaty, and he rubbed his palms against his apron and walked closer.

Qiao Kaiyuan was frying sweet potato balls with a stern face, he was skillful, and the taro sweet potato balls were fried by him until they were browned and crispy, and he faintly heard footsteps, he turned around, and Leng Xun was poking his head out to peep.

Qiao Kaiyuan was cooking in a white shirt, his sleeves were rolled up, and he looked serious and solemn, but there was still flour on his face that had not been wiped clean, he brought in the cold inquiry that showed his face, and looked at the apron that was painted messily, and he was not angry, but nodded to himself.

"It's beautiful."

Leng Xun's height of one meter eight seemed a head shorter in front of Boss Qiao, and he looked crampedly. Such a □□ and virtuous Boss Qiao made Leng Xun particularly novel.

"Take it out." Qiao Kaiyuan touched Leng Xun's head. "I'll be here in a moment."

The stunned Leng Xun held a plate of sweet potato balls, and walked to the table in a daze, thinking to the only remaining reason: "Is it really good to eat so much for supper......"

Until Qiao Kaiyuan cleaned up the kitchen and sat with him, Leng Xun had not eased up.

Leng Xun, who was wearing an apron, sat obediently with his legs crossed, looking more like a cook than Qiao Kaiyuan in a suit and leather shoes.

"I don't know what you like." Qiao Kaiyuan silently used chopsticks to clip a ball for Leng Xun. "I just did more."

There was a bowl of hot noodles in front of him, and Leng Xun was entangled for a while, and quickly picked up the chopsticks and began to feast. Unexpectedly, Qiao Kaiyuan's cooking skills are superb, the dishes are fresh and fragrant, although he has eaten dinner, Leng Xun still smiled at the supper, he praised: "Does Mr. Qiao cook often?" Well done! ”

"I used to live with Mingjun." Qiao Kaiyuan ate slowly. "Will do some home cooking."

I have heard about Qiao Kaiyuan and his younger brother, and I know that Qiao Kaiyuan has raised his younger brother since he was a child and is a little adult. Leng Xun nodded. "Mr. Qiao is such a powerful person."

After being silent for a while, the well-fed Leng Xun drank the soup, and the sound of smashing his mouth was extremely obvious, and he held his breath in embarrassment, blushing a little.

"Actually, I didn't mean not to look for you these days."

Cold inquiry: "I know, Mr. Qiao, you have a lot of opportunities......

"I'm not lying to you when I say marriage." Qiao Kaiyuan pressed the bridge of his nose. "This contract has been negotiated, tomorrow is the weekend, Ah Xun ......"

"Are we going on a date?"

"Ahem...... "Leng Xun choked on a mouthful of soup and said." Isn't it too fast. ”

If you don't fall in love on the premise of getting married and being together, you are a hooligan, and if you don't even promise to confess your love, you are the king of hooligans! Qiao Kaiyuan had a rogue look on his face, and he frowned, "It's not happy." Holding hands and kissing have not yet begun. ”

The soup spoon in Leng Xun's hand shook. "Ah...... But I might have a show to record......"

"I asked Ran He, and he said that he specially gave you a holiday."

"Hahaha...... Is it...... "Ran Ergou!!"

Qiao Kaiyuan rarely smiled. "I'll pick you up tomorrow morning. Ah Xun, do you want to go around the room to eliminate food? ”

touched his bulging belly, and nodded bitterly.

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When Leng Xun followed Qiao Kaiyuan to visit the various rooms, he was still a little at a loss. This kind of sudden joy and sorrow, faintly worried, reached its peak when I saw the glass case of the apron collection.

Qiao Kaiyuan hastily brought the matter of the collection cabinet with him, and began to tell Leng Xun some small stories, including the models that he and Qiao Mingjun liked to play with when they were children, Qiao Mingjun insisted on going abroad, he supported the Qiao family alone, the stocks he was buying recently, and the economic shape shì, but Leng Xun's eyes had already been attracted by the pile of aprons.

"Actually, I don't understand what Mr. Qiao said......" Leng Xun listened patiently for a while, and interrupted Qiao Kaiyuan when he spoke more and more profoundly.

Qiao Kaiyuan stiffened, and his cold eyebrows looked a little embarrassed.

“…… I thought it would help you get to know me better. ”

After getting to know each other, they will like it more, and Qiao Kaiyuan, a Pisces man who prides himself on being entangled and romantic, didn't know what to say for a while.

"Does Mr. Joe like collecting aprons?" Leng Xun smiled and pointed to himself. "The last time I met you at the supermarket, I bought this too...... I was also specially asked to wear it......"

Qiao Kaiyuan looked at the collection cabinet with a soft expression, and he nodded, "It feels beautiful and warm, so I want to collect it." Ah Xun is the same...... It's beautiful and warm. ”

Leng Xun was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt a little sick to his stomach.

He has been worried about the past five days, and the question he has been thinking about is why Qiao Kaiyuan wants to confess to himself, and why does he like himself? The two of them, who still don't know each other's roots, say that they see their own goodness, so they won't believe it if they ask coldly.

He is just a second- or third-tier variety show, stumbling all the way, encountering a knife from a teammate, although he has no heart on his face, and he has two goods, but his heart is keen and soft, and he doesn't expect Qiao Kaiyuan to really like himself, but when the other party cooks in person so late, and his back is wide and reliable, there are still some worries or proud expectations in his heart.

The other party occasionally shows his intentions, although he still does his own thing, but he is faintly sweet. This also deepened the anxiety of the lack of confidence.

This person is not for fame and fortune, not because of external things, but simply likes it. Maybe there won't be another person like that who decisively likes himself, maybe he won't have a day when he turns over and is liked by everyone, and he does nothing until he dies all his life, which makes him subconsciously agree to this person and talk about this love that will end in nothing.

It must be that the noodles just now are too delicious, and eating too much makes my stomach hurt, and my heart doesn't seem to be very comfortable.

Even if it's pretty and warm...... The other party can't resist the temptation of the collection, and it should be fortunate that it can be liked for a short time. Anyway, he just used Qiao Kaiyuan to get more opportunities and be more successful, in order not to go too tortuous and full of pain, isn't he?

Leng Xun secretly covered his abdomen with his left hand and said with a forced smile.

"Oh, that's great...... Being able to collect everything you want, Mr. Joe is really amazing......"

Qiao Kaiyuan subconsciously felt that Leng Xun's tone was not quite right, but he didn't know it well, he just looked at Leng Xun's hair gently, showing a cherished smile.

As long as he understands me and likes me, then he will be very happy.