Is this the fat orange you dropped?

Xie Xiaobao was overjoyed by the compliment, couldn't help laughing, and gave him a chopstick of food and asked him to eat first.

"You just got off work, eat first."

He Yu took a deep look at him, picked up chopsticks and picked up a piece of ribs for him, "Well, you can eat too."

Xie Xiaobao put the ribs into his mouth, his cheeks puffed up as he ate it, and he made a slight clicking sound when he bit into the brittle bones, but even so, He Yu felt that there was no one cuter than Xie Xiaobao.

The two ate quietly, Xie Xiaobao would look at He Yu a few times after eating two pieces of ribs, and then the dimples on his cheeks became deeper.

He Yu noticed his small movements, but he didn't say anything. He just picked up a few favorite dishes for him from time to time. Seeing his cheeks puff up as he ate like a small animal, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

After finishing a meal in this strange and ambiguous atmosphere, Xie Xiaobao wiped his mouth and rubbed his belly in satisfaction, "Their food is still so delicious."

"It tastes really good."

Subconsciously touched the wooden bead in his hand, the moist texture was very attractive, He Yu thought that Xie Xiaobao had polished it bit by bit, and couldn't stop ironing it in his heart.

"Have you done this before? I think the polished texture is very fine, not worse than the ones in the store."

Xie Xiaobao shook his face with his hands, "No... But I have made many other small things, and they are all similar."

"Many things can be done in one go, as long as you have a steady hand and patience."

Xie Xiaobao looked very relaxed when he said this, but He Yu's eyes sank a bit, and he naturally reached out and pulled his hand over, "I remember you were always clumsy when you were young, and stacking a rabbit is also weird..."

"I didn't expect to be so skillful when I grew up."

Xie Xiaobao murmured and pulled his hand back, his face was still a little uncomfortably red, "That was when I was a child, now I can do everything."

He Yu recalled the little fat man who tugged at the corner of his clothes and called his brother when he was a child, let go of his hand and said with a smile: "Now it's time for success."

Xie Xiaobao snorted lightly, and asked the waiter to bring up the removed cake.

He personally cut a piece and handed it to He Yu. Xie Xiaobao was very happy and said proudly, "I also made the cake."

The cream melted a bit, exuding a pleasant sweet aroma, and yellow fruit pieces leaked out from the cut and landed on the white cake plate.

He Yu took the plate, forked a small piece of cake and put it in his mouth. The cake was soft, the cream was sweet but not greasy, and there was still the sweetness of fruit in the middle. It was the first time that he didn't feel too sweet. He Yu put a whole piece of cake Seriously finished eating, and praised Xie Xiaobao without hesitation, "This is the best cake I've ever eaten."

Although he knew it was a polite word, Xie Xiaobao still couldn't help being happy, he said happily: "It's good if you like it, then the rest of the cake is yours."

The cake was not big, but the two of them had just finished eating, and they definitely couldn't finish it. The rest of the cake had to be packed and brought home if they didn't want to waste it.

He Yu didn't think there was any problem, Xie Xiaobao made it himself, and it was a waste of his heart if he didn't finish eating.

After eating the cake, the two of them chatted for a long time. Xie Xiaobao is actually a good-for-nothing, but after getting acquainted with He Yu, he became very eloquent without knowing it.

Every time I chat with He Yu, I can always chat from south to north without stopping.

The thirsty Xie Xiaobao drank half a glass of water, and said embarrassedly to He Yu: "I feel like I talk too much every time I chat with you."

"Really?" He Yu raised his eyebrows.

Xie Xiaobao nodded affirmatively, and said: "You must be too tempered, I said a lot without knowing it."

It was the first time he was said to have a good temper. He Yu frowned, and said with a smile: "You are not afraid of me now, do you think I have a good temper?"

Xie Xiaobao suddenly remembered that when he saw He Yu and was cowardly, he smiled embarrassedly, changed the subject and said it was time to go home.

He Yu didn't poke him, he packed the cake and went out with him, and sent Xie Xiaobao home first, before He Yu drove back to Jade Garden.

He usually has a residence near the company, and he only goes back to live in Cuiyuan on weekends or holidays.

Today is his birthday, and He's mother called early in the morning to ask him when he would be home.

He Yu made an appointment with Xie Xiaobao, but he couldn't confirm the time, so he said he would only be back on the weekend, so He Yu's sudden return made He's father and mother a little surprised.

"Didn't you say you can't come back?" Mother He's eyes were good, and she saw the cake box in his hand at a glance. She winked at Father He, and went up to pick up the box in He Yu's hand with a smile. Cake? Don't you like it?"

He Yu handed the cake to her, and said with a calm expression that it was a gift from a friend, "My friend made it himself. It tastes better than the ones outside. I ate two pieces when I was eating. You should try it too. Just leave one piece for me."

Mother He and Father He met eyes, and opened the cake box quickly. The cake was missing half, but the orange cat in the middle was still intact, looking lively and cute.

It must have been made by a little girl, and it seems that the craftsmanship is not bad. I will definitely have a common language when I come to the house in the future.

Seeing the cake, Mother He was satisfied, so she cut a piece and gave it to Father He, deliberately saying: "Old He, you have a taste, this little girl is really good at cooking."

He Yu, who was about to go back to the room, paused, and explained lightly: "It's a boy."

Mother He's hand trembled and almost turned the cake on the floor. She still wanted to ask something, but He Yu had already returned to the room.

"What... what does this mean?" Mother He looked a little shocked and at a loss, not sure if He Yu meant what she thought.

Father He was also a little uncertain. He Yu has been single for so many years, and he has never seen him looking for a partner or messing around outside. He frowned, "I don't know about this...Let's take a look first?"

Mother He looked at the cake in her hand and murmured, "Why is it a boy?"

He Yu returned to the room, and he could guess the reaction of his father and mother behind him without looking, but his sexuality couldn't be changed. He knew his difference early on, but there was no one worth caring about before, whether it was a man or a woman was right for him There is no difference in terms of.

After loosening his tie, He Yu sank into the sofa, thinking of Xie Xiaobao's bright eyes under the warm light, he couldn't help but feel soft in his heart.

Feeling the hotness pouring out of his body from bottom to top, He Yu covered his eyes and smiled lowly.

It really fell on this little guy.

I calmed down on the sofa, and was just about to get up to take a shower when the phone in my pocket suddenly rang.

He Yu took out his mobile phone, the caller was Du Ziwen, he swiped the screen, and Du Ziwen's slightly hoarse voice came over there.

"Ayu, happy birthday."

The background sound of the phone was a bit noisy, and it could be vaguely discerned that it was in a club.

"Thanks. Are you still out there?"

After Du Ziwen drank, he became drunk again and again. He said in a hoarse voice: "Well, at the Huangting Club, are you coming? I happen to have something to say to you."

He Yu never liked these places, he frowned, "It's getting late, let's talk about it another day, and you should go back earlier."

"Ah Yu!" Du Ziwen's voice suddenly became high-pitched.

"Huh?" He Yu responded, sensitively aware that something was wrong with his mood, "Are you drunk?"

Du Ziwen over there was silent for a while, and he could clearly hear heavy breathing from the receiver. When He Yu waited for a while and saw that there was no response from the other side, and was about to hang up, Du Ziwen suddenly laughed hoarsely, "Forget it, we'll talk about it another day. I drank a little too much today."

He Yu knew this was the case. Du Ziwen was always playing well, so he didn't bother to give any more instructions, so he habitually said that he should go back early and hung up the phone.

Throwing the phone on the sofa, He Yu went to take a shower and came back before picking up the phone again.

The light on the phone blinked, it was Xie Xiaobao who sent a message.

[Look, I took pictures today. ]

Xie Xiaobao sent photos taken in the afternoon.

In the dim light, He Yu supported his chin with one hand, rolled up the sleeves of his white shirt, revealing his strong forearm, and on his wrist with clear bones, he wore a string of dark brown wooden beads, just like his whole body, It exudes a calm and reassuring atmosphere.

[When was it filmed? ]

Xie Xiaobao sent a naughty emoji sticking out his tongue, [Taking this photo secretly while you were not paying attention. ]

He Yu laughed and said it was unfair, [Send me your photo. ]

Xie Xiaobao hesitated and refused, and always felt that this kind of request was a bit weird.

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