little lover

Zhuo Yifan looked up at him with tears in his eyes, his eyes were full of accusations, he bit the fish in his mouth and said nothing.

There are some things between the two of them that need not be said clearly, but others can see some tacit understanding.

Some people also went to see Xie Chunkai. After all, the child got off from Xie Chun's car at the beginning, and he was brought by Mr. Xie. What a reaction.

If you look at something good, you can't see any clues, so you give up.

As for the relationship between Han Sanshao and the kid next to him, I can't see it clearly. After all, the two really had a fight yesterday, and Hanshao still has bruises on his face at the moment, and he turned his head to fight this boy again. The bit was talking and laughing, which was simply eye-popping.

Gu Miao was very jealous.

She felt that the boy next to Han Qiaoye was too naive. He just wanted to occupy Brother Han's full attention. He was just a child who didn't know what politeness meant when he was arguing with her just now. He still had no scruples when talking to Brother Han. Look, I rolled my eyes!It is simply incomparable with myself.

But just such a person who seems to be full of loopholes and shortcomings made Han Qiaoye chuckle several times in a row. Gu Miao bit her lip and glanced at it, and couldn't help but look away. She felt that she had no hope of getting into their topic. to go.

After the meal, everyone dispersed, but Gu Miao was still aggrieved.

Her brother came over, patted her on the shoulder and comforted her: "Don't think about it, you are not suitable."

Gu Miao's eyes were red, and her heart was sore: "Brother Han only cares about that Zhuo Yifan, how childish he is, I just saw him, and he's still picky eaters!"

Gu Qiao rubbed her head, and couldn't laugh or cry: "How old are you, and you still observe people, don't worry about it, even if it wasn't him, it wouldn't be you."

Zhuo Yifan, who was watching the scenery on the second floor, was also saying the same thing.

He looked at Han Qiaoye and said angrily, "Aren't you childish!"

Han Qiaoye looked at him calmly and said, "What's the matter? I didn't bring you fish fillets because you said you wanted them."

Zhuo Yifan said, "It's not because of your nonsense."

Han Qiaoye propped his arms on the wooden railing of the cruise ship, and when he heard him say that, he chuckled and said, "No nonsense, I'm serious."

Zhuo Yifan's face began to turn red slowly, and the tips of his ears burned up: "Stop making trouble."

Han Qiaoye didn't go to see him, but just tapped on the wooden railing with his fingers, the broken hair on his forehead was blown away by the wind, revealing his beautiful eyebrows and high nose bridge, with a smile on his lips: "I really don't think about it." What about me? I think I'm not bad, we're a good fit."

The blush on Zhuo Yifan's face began to spread down his neck, he glanced at him, quickly looked away and said stiffly: "I don't think so, it's not appropriate at all, you're always targeting me."

Han Qiaoye thought for a while, and said, "You said that kissed you in the car that day? You were so aggressive that day that you hit my teeth. This is the first time I've met you like this..."

Zhuo Yifan immediately got angry and said: "Nonsense, my master has experienced many battles, and his kissing skills are first-rate!"

Han Qiaoye said, "Is that your first kiss?"

Zhuo Yifan: "..."

"You don't have a date yet, and my condition is still so good, so you can think about it." Han Qiaoye moved closer to him, and whispered in his ear: "Actually, the first day I met you, you drank too much Not only tore my clothes, but also kissed me forcefully, you pressed me on the bed, touched my face, said you wanted me to be your model, and said I was very handsome, you just like this, you still want to talk to me sleeping."

Zhuo Yifan's face turned red, he clenched his fists, and wanted to refute, but when he looked up and saw Han Qiaoye's face, he was a little unsure. He seemed to really like this face, and he could say those words It came out... what if it is true?

Han Qiaoye admired enough, and said with a smile, "I lied to you."

Zhuo Yifan: "You!"

Han Qiaoye said: "Sleeping is lying to you, the rest is true." I just didn't expect the little thing to be able to kill this face, and the beating yesterday was really unambiguous.

Zhuo Yifan said: "How old are you and still cheating, is it interesting?"

Han Qiaoye said, "It's quite interesting."

Zhuo Yifan looked up at him.

Han Qiaoye had a smile on his brows and eyes, probably because he was in a good mood, and the expression on his face was much more kind than usual. He didn't look so cold anymore, and his heart beat faster just by looking at it.

"I'm almost thirty." Han Qiaoye looked at him and said, "But this is the first time I've met someone I like."

Zhuo Yifan's heartbeat quickened by his teasing, a heart in his chest was beating disobediently, but soon he said with a sullen face on purpose: "I don't want to talk to you about this anymore, I'm leaving."

Han Qiaoye asked him, "Have you thought about what I just said?"

Zhuo Yifan said: "My master said."

Han Qiaoye felt bad when he heard this sentence.

Sure enough, the child continued: "My master said that college students should focus on their studies and not fall in love." He seemed to cheer himself up, and said: "And I will return to the capital tomorrow."

This time he turned around and walked away. Han Qiaoye didn't stop him, but after walking a few steps, he called out, "Hey!"

Standing there, Zhuo Yifan looked back at him, and saw Han Qiaoye throwing a green object over, and when he received it, it turned out to be a small lotus pod.

Han Qiaoye waved his hand and said, "Just now I took one of the interesting ones, and I'll give them to you to play with."

Zhuo Yifan put the lotus pod in his pocket, turned around and left.

When he turned the corner and went down the stairs, he couldn't see Han Qiaoye's shoulders before he relaxed. He could hear his heart beating in his ears. It was like a drum beating, one after another. He pinched the little lotus in his pocket. There is a mark.He took it out to have a look, then put it in his pocket again.

There is nothing wrong with the lotus pod, and it is so small that you can still eat it when you take it home.

Zhuo Yifan blushed and comforted himself in his heart like this, and then as a matter of course, he held the lotus pod in his palm through his pocket, a small one, as if he had carried it in his pocket for a long time before, with the warmth of another person .

The party soon ended. This time Zhuo Yifan didn't get into Mr. Xie's car, and Han Qiaoye almost stared at him, not letting him place an order, and directly carried him into his own car.

But even if this is not unbearable, Zhuo Yifan is going back to the capital.

Han Qiaoye's company had a lot of things to do, and when he received the call the next day, Zhuo Yifan had already landed at the Beijing Airport.

Zhuo Yifan was a little noisy, and there was the sound of the airport broadcasting. He got through the phone and said vaguely: "Well, Brother Han..."

Han Qiaoye had just finished a meeting, put his feet on the desk and stretched out his hand to pull off his tie. He was slightly relieved. Hearing his name, he knew that there must be something for him. "What's the matter? Tell me."

Zhuo Yifan groaned for a while, and said: "It's the model I made at your house before, the one I wanted to give to my master, I haven't finished it yet, don't throw it away for me, and don't touch it, wait for me I will give it to Master for his birthday."

Han Qiaoye: "..."

Han Qiaoye knew that this poor kid couldn't do without Fang Jingyao!

He suppressed his anger and asked again: "What else?"

"There is also moss. Remember to water it for me. Just control the temperature a little. Don't use too much water. If there is too much, it will grow unsightly." The other side immediately said something quickly, probably hearing that he agreed, The voice was a little more cheerful than before.

Han Qiaoye gritted his teeth and said, "Okay."

It's one thing to promise, but it's really annoying to take care of it.

Every time he sees the half-made model, Han Qiaoye can think of Zhuo Yifan talking about his master, his eyes are like little stars, shining brightly, with unconditional trust and dependence. He boasted heavily for a long time.

He was a little jealous of Fang Jingyao.

When Han Qiaoye took the kettle to water the moss, he thought about it again, maybe not a little bit, he could say that he was jealous of Fang Jingyao now.

The two of them got in touch with each other through taking care of the model. Han Qiaoye could chat with Zhuo Yifan a few words every day. Sometimes he was busy with meetings and didn't send messages to the children, and his little fool would come to ask him a few questions. sentence.

But sometimes they would quarrel remotely through the mobile phone, basically for one reason - Fang Jingyao.

Zhuo Yifan's protection of his master was almost pathological, and he didn't allow others to say anything bad, and took it as his own father to defend.

Han Qiaoye was so jealous, Zhuo Yifan wouldn't let him talk, so he just said it, testing the bottom line from time to time.

Zhuo Yifan's bottom line was solid, and when he was in a hurry, he would call and quarrel with him, and every time it made Han Qiaoye's liver hurt from anger.After being threatened twice with the model, it didn't work anymore. Zhuo Yifan had only one piece of his back, and no one could touch it.

Zhuo Yifan was very angry: "I don't need your help anymore, I don't want the model anymore, you can throw it away! You don't understand my master's paintings at all, so why can't you say no!"

Before Han Qiaoye could refute, the call was cut off.

Han Qiaoye went to the next room with a blank expression, picked up a large piece of the moss that had been taken care of and threw it out.

He sat on the sofa for a while, changed the TV channel for a while, and couldn't watch a single show. In the end, he stood up, took his coat and wallet, went out and bought the same one, and came back.

In the middle of the night, when he rolled up his sleeves and put on his gloves to rebuild the "Middle-earth Continent" with moss and soil, Han Qiaoye was also grinding his teeth, and said bitterly, "I really owe you in my previous life."

After a busy night, it wasn't until after four o'clock in the morning that Han Qiaoye took a photo and sent it to Zhuo Yifan. As usual, it looked fresh and fresh after watering.I was too lazy to type a word, so I sent it directly.

Around seven o'clock, Zhuo Yifan replied with a message. The child was awkward, but he replied sincerely: "Thank you, Brother Han."