little lover

Han Qiaoye was so full of thoughts that his toothache hurt.

He had the urge to go to the capital to find Zhuo Yifan with his things. If Zhuo Yifan hadn't sent these things, or if he hadn't tempered his temper a while ago, he might have wanted to throw them out of the window, but I just thought about it in my heart, put it in the small wooden box as it was, and put it in the refrigerator.

Although he doesn't eat it himself, he doesn't intend to make it cheaper for anyone.

Anyway, it was delivered by Zhuo Yifan himself, so it's still a little precious.

The things were put away, but the card was still held in place.Han Qiaoye picked up the card and looked it over several times. He didn't know who was calling the word "Master" just like that.

Either they called him, or they sent the wrong things directly. Zhuo Yifan had done this kind of thing before, and last time a takeaway was delivered to the wrong place.

Han Qiaoye simply took a photo and sent it over, asking him, "Come out, let me ask you, who are you calling 'Master'?"

Zhuo Yifan immediately exploded: "!!!"

Han Qiaoye asked him slowly, "Tell me, are you calling me, or are you looking for someone behind my back?"

Zhuo Yifan: "It's not my fault!"

Han Qiaoye said, "I'll give you 1 minute to explain clearly and quickly."

Zhuo Yifan said: "Holiland put the wrong card by himself, I was right! It's all Holiland's fault!"

Han Qiaoye laughed.

Zhuo Yifan was still there and said suddenly: "I'm going to give Hollyland a series of bad reviews!!"

Han Qiaoye agreed, and said to him, "Yes, go ahead and leave a message to his family, saying that they almost broke up because the note was put in the wrong box."

Zhuo Yifan thought more than this, and fell into a state of panic: "It's over, you received this, then the other party must have received what I gave you, ahhhhh! But the things for both of you are the same, They are all white peaches and matcha chocolates...the food is right, but why did you misplace the greeting card!" While talking, he sent a tearful emoji lying on the table, which was very sad.

Han Qiaoye was very angry, and teased him with his mobile phone: "That is to say, Teacher Fang will come to you later?"

Zhuo Yifan gave up on himself and said: "Just pretend that you are 'Master' today, he is you."

Han Qiaoye couldn't help laughing, and he didn't feel upset when he looked at the box of desserts again, so he took it out and broke a piece of chocolate, which was delicious.

Zhuo Yifan was still sending messages intermittently, and said angrily: "Hollyland's after-sales service is not good! How many lovers are going to be broken up!"

Han Qiaoye said lazily, "Yes, who asked you to find two!"

Zhuo Yifan posted a few crying emojis in succession, thinking it was miserable.

Han Qiaoye asked him again: "What festival are you celebrating for Teacher Fang, and what did you write on the greeting card for me?"

Zhuo Yifan replied: "Nothing special, just make up for the previous Teacher's Day gift. My master was not at home at that time, and the food was easy to spoil."

Han Qiaoye was not so easy to fool, and asked, "Then I don't need to celebrate this festival, what did you write on the copy you gave me?"

Zhuo Yifan whimpered and didn't talk about the business, and chatted with him there: "His family just released a new product, and I think these two flavors are the best. My master used to like to eat his half-cooked food. Cheese, have you ever eaten it? I ate it today, and I'll send you a picture, wait a minute."

Han Qiaoye: "..."

After a while, Zhuo Yifan's photo arrived, and it really took a comprehensive picture. You can even see the soft texture after taking a bite.Zhuo Yifan was still there and asked him: "How is it, do you like this kind of food?"

Han Qiaoye said, "I don't like it."

Zhuo Yifan said, "Then what do you like to eat?"

Han Qiaoye said, "What do you think?"

Zhuo Yifan probed: "...Are you a blessed person?"

Han Qiaoye said, "What?"

Zhuo Yifan was very happy there, "My master said that suffering is a blessing, but I don't like to eat, so let me eat for you, you should be a blessed person."

Han Qiaoye snorted, "You are the only one who can let me enjoy this blessing."

Zhuo Yifan was embarrassed, and asked him after a while: "Does the beating last time still hurt? Is your arm okay?" Before Han Qiaoye could reply, he emphasized himself, "My butt hurts a lot, you No matter how many times I was hit, I didn’t dare to sit on the bench for two days after I came back!”

Now Han Qiaoye's body was not only injured by Zhuo Yifan, but even the one who was beaten by his second brother was really new and old, and he couldn't tell the difference between them.

Zhuo Yifan was strong on the outside but on the inside, and when his box of snacks was delivered, it was like paying a protection fee. He stepped on it step by step to test his position in Han Qiaoye's heart, and confirmed that Han Qiaoye was letting him open up to have fun, and it took up his time. Be confident and confident, and gradually talk to him more.

Classmate Zhuo was chattering with Han Qiaoye about what happened in his school. It was nothing more than that he was almost late for class, but he caught up with the roll call; his homework was a bit rushed, and Sun An urged him to hand in the manuscript. The sunroof was opened, and the editor took a taxi and rushed to their studio to arrest people...

Han Qiaoye was very interesting to listen to, and laughed several times. The little knot in his heart was quickly untied, and after the chat was over, he was not so depressed.

Zhuo Yifan didn't notice it at all. After sharing, he hung up the phone and went to work happily.

Han Qiaoye took the card and read it again. After thinking about it, he carefully put the card into his wallet.Although his family's little fool made a mistake again, but this is handwritten, and this kind of intention is still worthy of praise.

Waiting for the handover of work in Lu City, Han Qiaoye is also preparing to go back.

After he went back, he contacted Zhuo Yifan first, but the deadline was at the end of the month, and Zhuo Yifan was detained in the studio by his assistant and editor, and his life was dark. Don't talk about calling, even sending a message had to be while drinking water. Kung fu can squeeze out a little time.Han Qiaoye invited him out for dinner, but Zhuo Yifan only responded with the emoji of a crying villain.

Han Qiaoye thought for a while, and said, "That's a pity. It took a long time to make reservations for that private restaurant. I waited in line for a long time to reserve a table. How about this, I'll take pictures for you when I go to eat, anyway, I'm full Blessed eyes, after all, are there blessings to share?"

His reply was another series of emoticons rubbing his face and crying loudly, and Ding Ding Dang Dang sent a bunch of protests.

Han Qiaoye looked at the screen and laughed. He didn't touch his phone very much when he was on the grassland, but now he uses it more often after he comes back, especially after getting to know Zhuo Yifan, it's like raising a villain in his phone. Not cute.

Han Qiaoye told the chef in the private kitchen about the situation, and he was also a regular customer of a restaurant his father often visited. When the other party heard him say to send it to his partner, he agreed with a smile.

Zhuo Yifan ate that private meal in the studio, and a dozen exquisite boxes visited him, each of which was unique, and there was also a Dongpo pork that he usually likes to eat most.At the same time as the food was delivered, it also brought a note with the word "return gift" written on it.

There are a lot of dishes, enough for other people in the studio to enjoy together, and there are only a few more, and the people who prepared it also put their minds to it.

While eating, Zhuo Yifan took out his cell phone and called Han Qiaoye.There were so many people around, he was embarrassed to say anything in public, so he went into the office and closed the door to talk to him inside: "I got it!"

Han Qiaoye smiled and asked him, "How is it?"

Zhuo Yifan always cheered, and immediately said: "It's delicious! Everyone praises you, saying that you are the savior and living Bodhisattva. You haven't had a hot meal for a long time. The takeaways around here are not good, so Sun An even ordered it for me. 3 days of pizza, I'm tired of eating."

Han Qiaoye told him: "How can I do that, I still have to eat well, and no matter how busy I am at work, don't lose my health."

Zhuo Yifan agreed, and said a little embarrassedly: "I thought you would come too."

Han Qiaoye didn't answer the question instead, and said with a smile in his voice, "Miss me?"

Zhuo Yifan said: "Think about it."

What the child said was quite honest, and Han Qiaoye felt more at ease, and said to him, "I miss you too, but I won't go there if you are in a hurry. Wait a few days, and I will take you after you finish your work in a few days." Go out and play."

Zhuo Yifan calculated the time and said, "No way, we have to go out to sketch next week, and the whole class will go."

Han Qiaoye said: "You can send me your timetable later, don't worry about the rest, I will arrange it."

Zhuo Yifan agreed, and was very happy to hear it.

The class schedule was sent out soon, and Han Qiaoye got it and looked it over. He probably decided on the time, and the photo shoot would be in the middle of next month. He was not quite reconciled, and began to think about where Zhuo Yifan was going to sketch.The places where art students go to sketch are generally relatively remote, but the scenery is good, with green mountains and green waters, and there should be some interesting places nearby if you look carefully.

After Han Qiaoye returned to the capital, he temporarily idled for two days, and soon found something else to do.

When he was in Africa, he was not just for his own hobbies. He also did a little business and made a sum of money. If the money was thrown in the Han family company, it would not be a big splash, but if it was invested in personal investment, it would be considered a fortune. A considerable profit.

Han Qiaoye's mother, Ms. Song Jingqiu, most of the Song family was in the entertainment industry in the early years, and now these people's identities are quite important outside, and many younger generations have entered the entertainment industry.Not to mention anything else, Ms. Song Jingqiu alone has a lot of resources in her hands.The elders in the family are there, and most of the younger generations are engaged in these things. A cousin of the Song family, Song Zihang, is doing work related to film and television, and he has invested in a large film and television company.

When Song Zihang received Han Qiaoye in his office, he was a little at a loss. Seeing him, he smiled and said, "Qiao Ye, cousin, to tell you the truth, I have a signboard of an entertainment company, but the person who signed it under me I don’t have any tricks, just earn some hard money, get some activity funds and so on. The temple is a bit small, and I really can’t afford the money you voted for for the time being... Why don’t I introduce you to another one? Or you can do it yourself Anyway, with my aunt taking care of it, it might be safer for you to vote yourself."

Han Qiaoye sat with his feet crossed on the large soft sofa opposite him, and there was a copy of Song Zihang's company's artist brochure spread out on his knees. He read it and said, "What my cousin said is a matter of course. I just came back. , I don’t know anything, I still have to rely more on your support.”