Although Lu Zhao didn't know why he was so kind, it may be that the sentence "Mom and Dad are dead" touched Lu Zhao's heart. After all, his mother is also dead, and although his father and his lover have not obtained a license to form a family outside, Lu Zhao is just an outsider.

In his eyes, Shen Jingqiu is dead, but Lu Dafeng is no different from dead, after all, he has never fulfilled his father's responsibilities.

Lu Zhao took the boy to the cottage he rented, the house was the top floor of an old residential building rented from a grandmother in S City for 200 yuan, a single room of 20 square meters, and even the bathing place was separated from the toilet with a layer of tarpaulin, the four corners of the house, the ceiling, because of the baptism of heavy rain, also began to slowly seep water, and the white flowers appeared on the walls with water-gray marks. Although Lu Zhao didn't know what the boy was thinking, his eyes gradually turned into shock when he looked at the boy, and Lu Zhao also touched his nose in embarrassment. "Not used to it?" Lu Zhao asked tentatively.

"Nope." The boy printed Lu Zhao's gaze, "What is there to be unaccustomed to a child ......without a father or mother" After saying this, the boy's eyes gradually drooped and dimmed.

The two of them were crammed together on a small bed of one meter and a half at night, since the death of his mother Shen Jingqiu, this was the first time Lu Zhao had slept on the same bed with someone, and he was still a man...... A thin and delicate man who speaks softly like a girl......

Suddenly, the thin boy rolled over and stuck to his body, and then one leg drooped to an indescribable position, his white face rubbed against Lu Zhao's sternum, and one hand also hugged Lu Zhao's waist. Lu Zhao looked at the boy's face through the light of the street lamp outside the window, and his breathing began to become short.

He's really, a lot like a girl. If he's a girl, doesn't that count......

"Mr. Lu! Mr. Lu! Mr. Lu! ”

Lu Zhao's memories were interrupted by Cheng Yan's call. "Mr. Lu, what are you thinking, you shouldn't be confused about making a plan, right? Are you nervous thinking about working with Darlene this afternoon? Hahaha" Cheng Yan, who was sitting across the table, held his cheeks and joked when he looked at Lu Zhao in a daze.

Since picking Cheng Yan back from downstairs in the studio, Cheng Yan has been with Lu Zhao, and Lu Zhao initially thought that Cheng Yan was a little kid who didn't understand anything. Until one day, the studio was officially established, and after updating the business qualification certificate, Cheng Yan found out that he was actually a graduate of A University when he submitted his personal information and certificate. Cheng Yan helped Lu Zhao a lot with his profession, and the two often joked with each other when they were together, for example, Lu Zhao always said that Cheng Yan looked at the malnourished little boy who was picked up by him and raised at home, if it weren't for him, it is estimated that he would have been picked up and sold to the rich gay guy a long time ago......

Lu Zhao came back to his senses, facing Cheng Yan's clear eyes, looking at this face and remembering the memories just now, I don't know why, he felt inexplicably hot in his heart, from the soles of his feet to his chest, palms and even the roots behind his ears. "Poofha, Lao Lu! I said yes, I said yes, you see that you are ashamed to be the same as the cooked Jiwei shrimp, as for it? Cheng Yan looked at Lu Zhao's sudden blush, and began his ridicule again. Lu Zhao pretended to be angry and glared at him, Cheng Yan was not afraid, covering his mouth and laughing presumptuously.

"I'll go to the bathroom." Lu Zhao took his mobile phone, looked at the time, and got up. Cheng Yan watched Lu Zhao leave, put away the raised corners of his mouth and replaced them with a frown, his eyes staring at the cup in his hand, his knuckles slightly white from clenching.

On the other side, Lu Zhao looked at his face in the bathroom mirror, "I, it seems, like Cheng Yan?" I like, man? Like men? Lu Zhao thought in his heart......

After dinner, the two drove to City A, and after checking the seven, seven, eight, and eight needed for cooperation on the way, Cheng Yan shook off the co-pilot's position and went to sleep by himself. Lu Zhao looked at Cheng Yan's sleeping side face, his fair cheeks were flushed with a sleeping flush, this guy also talked about his hair two days ago and turned his hair into a light brown perm texture curl. Sunlight was scattered across his face through the window glass, as if gilded with a touch of gold.

Lu Zhao raised his head and wanted to concentrate on driving. But he looked at him unconsciously. "It's really sick to step on a horse!" Lu Zhao scolded himself in his heart, not daring to make a sound, for fear of waking him up from his sleep.

It was only a little more than an hour's drive from S City to A City, and there was still half an hour before the agreed time after arriving, Lu Zhao patted the sleeping Cheng Yan, Cheng Yan was stunned, and there was a flush on his face that had not faded, which made Lu Zhao reverie again...... If, like that for him, he will do the same, right? …… Since he was sure that he liked Cheng Yan, Lu Zhao began to be obscene unstoppable.