Chapter 22: Teddy's Asthma
After a while, He Sibai brought up the coffee.
Guan Tong and Shen Qingzhao tacitly ended the previous topic.
"It's fast." Guan Tong stepped forward to greet him with a smile and took the coffee from He Sibai's hand.
He was still standing in the entrance, so he couldn't wait to open the paper bag, bury his head in it and take a deep breath, raise his head and sigh: "Absolutely!" It's this perfect aroma. β
Shen Qingzhao watched Guan Tong's movements coldly, then pulled out the chair, sat down by himself, picked up a fork and forked a strawberry, and put it in his mouth.
"Do you know," Shen Qingzhao squinted at the strawberry sourly, and then continued to comment, "Your words are really very emotional." It reminds me of the days when I ate braised beef noodles in a torn cotton jacket at the temple gate. β
Turning around and saying that he was greedy.
Before Guan Tong could give his friend a white eye, He Sibai took the lead and asked curiously: "Are you going to film?" Or to visit your aunt? β
It's no wonder that He Sibai is curious, the combination of characters in this time and place that Shen Qingzhao said is really curious.
"Neither, just traveling. And then feel there...... It was quiet and lived there for a year. Shen Qingzhao looked at him sideways, hooked his lips and asked, "Why, I don't look like a person who goes to the temple to live in the temple?" β
"Yes." "You look more like the kind of person who goes to Paris and goes on vacation to Fiji." β
A bright and noble place is worthy of Shen Qingzhao's temperament and style. The temple was bitter and lonely, and He Sibai couldn't imagine Shen Qingzhao practicing in the temple every day without fat powder.
Shen Qingzhao smiled, looking very indifferent: "People, you have to try a different way of living." β
Want to try it...... So tried it at the temple for a year?
He Sibai keenly sensed that something was wrong, but before he had time to think about it, Guan Tong hugged his shoulders with a big grin and led him to the direction of the dining table: "Brother, don't stand stupidly, come and sit and eat." β
Thoughts are like flashes of light, and they disappear in an instant.
He Sibai was forced to withdraw from his thoughts.
He raised his head, smiled at Guan Tong, and walked with him to the table.
The three of them sat down, Guan Tong took out three cups of coffee, and asked He Sibai, "What do you drink?" I ordered a latte and an American. β
"I don't drink coffee." He Sibai moved the water glass in front of him, "I'll just drink the water." β
"Then you drink milk." Shen Qingzhao pushed a carton of milk that came with buying bread in front of He Sibai: "This is a long drink." β
He's eighteen, how can he grow one?
Although He Sibai was a little helpless, he still obediently inserted the straw into the milk carton and took a sip.
The phone rang suddenly, and the sound should have come from the master bedroom.
Shen Qingzhao reluctantly put down the half-torn bread in his hand, stood up and walked to the master bedroom.
On the bedside table, the mobile phone is lit up, and it shows that the caller: Tyson.
"Good morning, boss." Shen Qingzhao said hello.
Tyson, like a Lafayette, snorted lazily, and agreed to the greeting.
"Call me so early," Shen Qingzhao turned around with his mobile phone and returned to the dining table, sat down, and said in a playful tone: "Is this missing me?" β
Tyson: "Fuck off. Get down to business. I'm going to see you in my office in an hour. When it comes to work, Tyson's words are calm and concise, without any superfluous nonsense.
Fortunately, Shen Qingzhao was accustomed to Tyson's style of acting, so he didn't ask much: "Okay." β
βOKγβ Tyson was about to hang up the phone as he spoke.
"Hey, wait." Shen Qingzhao interrupted him.
Tyson paused: "Anything else?" β
Shen Qingzhao was genuinely concerned: "Do you have a cold, or is your phone broken, why doesn't the sound sound right?" β
Tyson calmly asked, "What's wrong?" β
"Hmm......" Shen Qingzhao was particularly frank, "Your voice sounds very sharp, yin and yang. β
As soon as these words came out, the man's breathing on the other side of the phone receiver suddenly became rapid.
Why doesn't it sound even more wrong...... Like Teddy has asthma?
Shen Qingzhao took the phone down from his ear and looked at it, and said "hey" with some uncertainty.
This time, it was finally no longer the sound of breathing that responded to her.
It's a cry as high-pitched as a screaming chicken, as sad and indignant as a resentful womanβ
"Who the hell are you talking about!"
Before Shen Qingzhao could calm down, the phone snapped and was hung up.
Only Shen Qingzhao was left holding his mobile phone, looking dazed: "......"
Who said he was a sissy?
Be all abroad.
This man has a special endocrine disorder again.
Shen Qingzhao shrugged his shoulders as usual, and threw the phone on the table casually.
Guan Tong pinched a small cake and threw it into his mouth, and asked vaguely: "Strange, early in the morning, what is your agent looking for you?" β
"I guess I got some kind of job again." Shen Qingzhao leaned lazily on the back of his chair and yawned.
"Did you get some play? But if you join the group at this time, you have to spend the Spring Festival in the group......" Guan Tong said, suddenly laughing inexplicably, "Hey, don't you know that something happened to him?" β
Shen Qingzhao looked at Guan Tong, and his brain that had just gotten up reacted half a beat slower: "Who?" What's going on? β
Guan Tong didn't say anything, but continued to squeeze his eyebrows at Shen Qingzhao.
Fortunately, the tacit understanding between friends is full of points. Two seconds later, Shen Qingzhao laughed: "You said my agent Tyson? What happened to him? β
"The Taida agent went to Bundi the day before yesterday, and it seems that he was too drunk and got into a fight with someone...... Guan Tong was happy while gesturing, "I heard that the prosthesis in the nose was broken." Now my nose is still wrapped in gauze. It's like Gargamel. β
"Seriously? What do cosmetic surgeons say? Shen Qingzhao was a little worried.
"The plastic surgeon didn't say anything," Guan Tong waved his hand, "the one who fought with Tyson was his plastic surgeon." Otherwise, it's so accurate. β
ββ¦β¦ Grass? Although it was quite immoral to laugh at this time, Shen Qingzhao held back for a few seconds, but he still couldn't hold back, and followed Guan Tong to play together.
The two of them were happy for a while, and when Shen Qingzhao was tired of laughing, he finally remembered and turned his gaze to He Sibai.
The young man sat on a chair, holding a piece of toast and chewing slowly, looking well-behaved and well-behaved.
"You eat slowly," Shen Qingzhao patted him on the shoulder with a smile and asked, "Where do you want to go later?" β
He Sibai seemed to be taken aback, coughed, and swallowed the contents of his mouth with difficulty, before raising his eyes to look at Shen Qingzhao, "I have a second class in the morning, and I will go back to school directly later." β
"Okay, then you two eat, I'll go first." Shen Qingzhao said and stood up.
"Aren't you eating?" He Sibai was stunned, hurriedly put down the toast in his hand, and looked up at Shen Qingzhao.
"I'm going to have to go buy a condolence gift for my Gargamel boss first." Shen Qingzhao pointed at Guan Tong and said to He Sibai, "Wait a minute, let Brother Guan Tong send you to school." β
"No need. I'll just go back myself. He Sibai politely refused, "This is too troublesome to take care of Brother Tong." β
"How can this be troublesome," Shen Qingzhao raised his eyebrows, his voice with a smile, "You care that Brother Tong is so idle every day, either lying down or sleeping, let him send you is considered a good deed for you, which can drive him to exercise and let him develop healthily." β
Guan Tong, who was originally immersed in hard work, heard this, finally raised his head, and sighed with a very serious expression: "What is this called, I am either lying down or asleep...... I was recuperating, so that I could jump all night Di. Why don't you count my nighttime activity? β
"Bundi is not considered exercise, it is called sudden death." Shen Qingzhao corrected seriously, "Unless you go to the square in broad daylight, basking in the sun and singing, that's called healthy exercise." β
"......" Guan Tong had nothing to say, so he could only give Shen Qingzhao a middle finger to show his respect.
Shen Qingzhao smiled, neatly picked up the coffee cup on the table, and prepared to drink it all.
The outer layer of the paper cup was warm to the touch, and Shen Qingzhao subconsciously thought that the coffee was also warm. She took a sip before she felt the heat. She covered her mouth and cursed softly.
"Are you alright? I'm going to ice this cup......"
Guan Tong said as he subconsciously wanted to push his cup of coffee over that he hadn't drunk yet, but saw He Sibai stand up one step ahead of him: "It's okay, I'll see if it's burned?" β
With that worried look, Guan Tong was stunned, and hurriedly took a sip of coffee to hide his distraction.
Shen Qingzhao waved his hand, and the urn covered his mouth angrily and sighed: "I don't believe in the temperature of the paper cup anymore......"
He Sibai reached out and took Shen Qingzhao's cup of coffee, and then put his milk in front of Shen Qingzhaobai: "Drink mine, I tasted it, it's warm." β
"Thank you," Shen Qingzhao took it, took a few sips, drank the milk, and then pushed away the chair and hurriedly walked into the cloakroom, "I'll withdraw first." β
Guan Tong glanced at He Sibai, who sat down again, and asked, "Why don't you go and take a look, is there any milk in Shen Qingzhao's refrigerator?" β
He Si's white face was not wavering, and his bony hand was on the wall of the coffee cup, just covering the red lip print left by Shen Qingzhao.
He took a sip of Shen Qingzhao's cup of coffee and smiled at Guan Tong: "It's okay, you can't waste it, I'll just drink her cup." β
Guan Tong smiled politely on the surface, but in fact, he slandered in his heart:
β¦β¦ God can't afford to waste.
Aren't you coffee-free?
Love, it's really blind.