Slightly sweet when I first heard it

Zhou Hesong looked at his boss expectantly after hearing the words.

Yan Jinghuai refused cruelly: "No, they stay."

"24 hours a day, I have to be harassed by him for [-] hours, and now I am finally free."

Wen Qingyin said in a low voice, "But he cried so badly."

Yan Jinghuai had no expression on his face, "Chen Xu has been staring at him reciting English words for the past few days, and wants to send mentally handicapped children back to school."

He put the headphones on Wen Qingyin's neck, "Let's go, I don't want to stay with him for a second."

Wen Qingyin expressed her understanding, and opened the rear door for him, "Do you only have this little luggage?"

Yan Jinghuai explained, "It's full of equipment and records. I don't go out when I write songs, and I don't need too many clothes."

Instead of putting the tablet-like thing in the back seat, he holds it by himself.

Wen Qingyin was curious: "Is this a magical horse?"

"MASCHINMK2, for music." Yan Jinghuai touched the faded sticker on it, "My dad gave it to me."

Wen Qingyin was worried that he would be sad about the past, so she hurriedly changed the topic.

She urged: "Let's go, there will be a traffic jam later."

Seeing that the two were about to leave, Zhou Hesong immediately let out a howl.

He raised his hands into trumpets, like the heroine of an idol drama, and said hoarsely: "Brother Jinghuai, can I still go to you."

His voice was loud, and Yan Jinghuai, who was less than two meters away from him, immediately locked the door, raised the window, and urged Wen Qingyin: "Go, go."

He became sad again, "I won't be able to come back recently."

Lao Zhou also came to see Yan Jinghuai off, and saw Zhou He Song acting as demons as soon as he left the house.He dragged Chen Xu who ran back covering his face into the room, and locked the door decisively.

Damn it, how could the normal old Zhou family produce such a thing.

An hour later, the car drove into a park-like community.

After getting out of the car, Yan Jinghuai was stunned.

Next to Wen Qingyin's car was a matte green Bentley, the body was actually made of velvet.Next to it is a stylish Bugatti, and next door is a metallic gray Koenigsegg.

——In the end, Yan Jinghuai didn't even know the Koenigsegg, so Wen Qingyin told him.

Wen Qingyin said: "It's too ostentatious, I don't drive it very much. You can go for a drive when you have time. There is a stamp of my name on the leather goods in the car."

She led him towards the elevator: "By the way, the key should be in the shoe cabinet. You can find it yourself later."

Yan Jinghuai asked in surprise, "Where is this place?"

Wen Qingyin pulled him into the elevator, "This is my garage, we are going to my house."

Wen Qingyin lives on the 27th floor.According to her introduction, the upstairs is her brother's loft, the kind with a swimming pool.

This building is a one-floor apartment type, and the elevator goes directly to the door.

Wen Qingyin scanned the irises and fingerprints, and when she opened the door, she said, "I will record yours later."

Yan Jinghuai felt that he was like Alice who fell into the rabbit hole, everything in front of him was unreal.He instinctively declined: "No, it's not good."

Wen Qingyin was puzzled, "The sound insulation here is very good, I don't come back often, it's a waste to be empty."

She added: "Even if I come back, I won't be able to hear anything if I take off the hearing aid, which fully meets your requirement of not disturbing the people."

Seeing that he was still hesitating, Wen Qingyin persuaded, "Didn't you just stay for a few days, why are there so many things?"

Wen Qingyin's house is very large, about [-] ping.

The house is dominated by beige tones, with the study and kitchen on the left, and the gym cloakroom and bedroom on the right.

All doors and partitions in this room are transparent, leaving only the necessary load-bearing walls.

There are few things in the room, and there is almost no shelter. It looks very empty, like an exquisite warehouse.

Wen Qingyin introduced to him, "I can't hear, I don't feel safe. If I can't see again, I will be even more disturbed."

The two changed their slippers in the entrance, Wen Qingyin pointed to the right side, "This is the guest bathroom, for your use. But the washing machine and dryer are also here, and sometimes I will use it."

Opposite the guest bathroom is the study.

Facing the door, there is a large log desk, about two meters wide and three meters long, with only a huge curved screen on it,

The left side is much more lively. The entire wall is made of metal pipes to form bookshelves, and most of them are filled with books.There are serious tomes and comics of all kinds.

The rest of the space is filled with odds and ends, illustrations, scratch paper, scented candles, sad frog paper, and even a dried apple core.

Looking to the right, Yan Jinghuai hesitated, and a huge bear stood guard in front of a small house.

The giant bear has a simple and honest face. The problem is that this thing is too fucking big, it must be three meters high, it is almost hitting the ceiling, and it is spread out in the corner.

It lowered its head limply, and the triangular area between the corners of its eyes and its nose formed a murderer's shadow.

What is too much.

Yan Jinghuai, a plush control, can't help but feel a little bit of resistance when facing such a giant.

The small room behind the giant bear had its curtains drawn, making it impossible to see clearly what was inside.

"Do you know the story of Blue Beard? You are not allowed to enter this room."

Wen Qingyin smiled darkly, behind her, the shadow of the murderer of the giant bear became more obvious, as if it was her soul.

When the two returned to the living room, Wen Qingyin pointed to the beige sofa and said:

"Sorry, there is no guest room in my house, you can only sleep in the living room."

"I don't know what kind of bed you like."

There is a coffee table in front of the sofa.The base of the coffee table looks like the propeller of a helicopter, and the top is a round frosted glass.

Wen Qingyin handed the picture album above to Yan Jinghuai: "Choose the one you like on it. Make do with it tonight, and they will deliver the bed tomorrow."

Yan Jinghuai didn't want her to spend money, "Don't worry, I don't sleep much when I write songs. The sofa is pretty good, and I can sleep on it."

He took advantage of the situation and sat down, couldn't help but secretly jolted.

He said seriously, "Don't buy a bed, I want to sleep on the sofa. This sofa is too comfortable, softer than any bed I've ever slept on."

For no reason, Wen Qingyin suddenly felt a little bitter.

When packing his luggage, Yan Jinghuai was very embarrassed.

He only brought a few faded old clothes, but he had to share a cloakroom with Wen Qingyin's custom-made dress.

He concealed his expression by packing his luggage, but he didn't expect to find a big treasure.

It's a big gold chain with a gold '$' on it.

"It's a souvenir from my trainee days, a medal for No.1 in the degree assessment. At that time, No.1 was still very difficult to get."

"Give it to you."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Yan Jinghuai regretted it.

This gift is too shabby.

He tightened his grip on the chain, and said coyly, "...But it's not gold, it's not worth anything."

He wanted to find a reason to put away the gold chain, but Wen Qingyin took it happily and hung it around his neck.She made a few very hip-hop expressions at him, and then strolled to the opposite study.

Through the transparent glass door, Yan Jinghuai saw her jump on the huge bear and put the chain on the bear's wrist.

Kind of cute.Yan Jinghuai raised the corners of his mouth unconsciously.

Wen Qingyin didn't know that he saw it, so he came back as if nothing had happened, and asked, "What do you want to eat tonight? I invite you."

Yan Jinghuai searched for nearby businesses, "Which one serves delicious food?"

Wen Qingyin shook her head, "It's too troublesome for takeaway to come in, let's go out to eat."

It was getting late, and Yan Jinghuai didn't want to make a fuss, so he suggested, "Let's eat something at home."

He planned well, but the reality was miserable.

Wen Qingyin's refrigerator is filled with all kinds of ice cream and junk food, the only thing that can be called rice is three eggs, a handful of wilted vegetables, and half a green onion.

Under Yan Jinghuai's questioning eyes, Wen Qingyin was inexplicably guilty: "I don't come back often."

Yan Jinghuai took out a hamburger from the refrigerator indifferently.The bread and vegetables were intact, the meat in between was missing.

He had already discovered that this person was a picky eater.He raised his eyebrows: "It doesn't seem to be a question of whether or not to come back to live."

Wen Qingyin was dissatisfied: "It took me [-] million years to evolve into a human being, not to eat grass."

It would be embarrassing for a child to find out that he is a picky eater.

She stuffed herself between the refrigerator and Yan Jinghuai to prevent him from looking at it.She urged, "Go out and eat, let's go, I'll treat you to something delicious."

Yan Jinghuai didn't speak, just looked at her seriously.

His demeanor was too cold when his face was expressionless, Wen Qingyin was worried that he would be angry.But she thought about it again, he is not Shennong, nor did he taste the herbs, so why should he be angry.

While thinking wildly, the man slowly approached and stretched out his hand towards her waist.

Wen Qingyin tensed up and unconsciously held her breath.

The next moment, Yan Jinghuai's hand ignored her waist, went straight into the refrigerator, and took out half a bag of flour:
"Get out, dumpling, reunion noodles, let's eat noodles."

He had already gone to the sink, Wen Qingyin was still standing in front of the refrigerator stupidly, unable to figure out why her heart was beating so fast.

Yan Jinghuai saw her foolish look from the corner of his eye, and the corners of her mouth secretly turned up.

It's not that I don't feel it.He was proud of himself for a while, and asked, "Aren't you coming over. By the way, close the refrigerator door."

Only then did Wen Qingyin come back to his senses, said 'oh', and moved a chair to sit beside him.

Yan Jinghuai is meeting.

He was wearing a black sweater with the sleeves rolled up, exposing his strong forearms.

His forearm is beautiful, with smooth lines and strength, which makes people feel very safe.The black made him whiter, and through the thin layer of skin, blue and blue blood vessels could be seen.

Wen Qingyin looked at it for a while, and finally couldn't help it, and poked his wrist.

Yan Jinghuai turned his face to the side and looked at her: "What's the matter."

Probably because of the lighting, his eyes were extraordinarily gentle, and he looked a little bewitching.

Wen Qingyin didn't seem to notice it, and blinked as usual.

Are you blind, can't you see that I'm seducing you!Yan Jinghuai roared in his heart, as a trainee, he had specially practiced in front of the mirror, and knew that it was very strange for him to look at people like this.

He was dissatisfied when his hand was suddenly held.

Wen Qingyin took out his hand from the dough and looked at it carefully: "I wanted to ask a long time ago, which brand of skin care products do you use, why are they so white, even the fingertips are pink."

This action came too suddenly.

Yan Jinghuai was stunned for a moment, then clasped her hand instead, intertwining her fingers in a vain manner.He whispered, "You're sexual harassment, you know that."

Their fingers are intertwined, the contrast is very obvious, Wen Qingyin is even more disgusted: "Did I plant rice seedlings when I was young, why are my hands so ugly?"