Be a real Phoenix man

Ye Qingluan worked hard all morning, his face was covered with dust and sweat, so he rolled up the cuffs of his sweater, revealing two white arms.

Like crispy lotus root.

Fang Yibai's eyes swept over those arms dimly, and his movements couldn't help but tense. With a "snap", the crab leg in his hand was broken in half.

He calmly threw the half of the crab leg into the garbage basket, glanced at Ye Qingluan who came down from the upstairs to the kitchen and wanted to help, his Adam's apple rolled, and said lightly: "The bathroom is on the second floor. Next to my room, go take a shower, I'll be fine here soon."

Ye Qingluan nodded ignorantly, and the two arms of Bai Shengsheng swayed in front of him like this, and moved away again until they disappeared.

After a while, Fang Yibai heard the sound of the bathroom door being opened, and there was a faint sound of running water flowing down.

He couldn't help but looked up in the direction of the bathroom.

In fact, there is also a bathroom in Qingluan's bedroom, but he didn't tell him.In this way, when he raised his head, the frosted glass door could fall right into his line of sight.It's a pity that the blocking effect of the door is so good that nothing can be seen except a blurred shadow.

But even this vague shadow made him feel ecstatic.

Fang Yibai threw down the crab in his hand, wiped his hands with a towel, leaned against the door and slightly closed his eyelids.The sound of water coming from the second floor made him hear it unrealistically, loud and small at times, and he couldn't help feeling a little regretful.If he had known this earlier, he shouldn't have given Aunt Chen a day off. Now, in order to cook for Qing Luan himself, he had to lock himself in the kitchen.

After a while, the sound of the water gradually subsided, Fang Yibai opened his eyes, walked back to the kitchen and put the crabs in the steamer.

Ye Qingluan walked down the stairs hesitantly.

At Mr. Fang's house, he borrowed Mr. Fang's bathroom again, so he was a little embarrassed, so he had to wash it indiscriminately, even the towel was useless, so he picked up a shirt and slacks that he brought over and wore it on his body , walked down wetly.

But he was taken aback by the delicious food on this table.

This is too rich, not only rich, but also beautiful in shape and color. The buttery one is steamed crab, the white one is lotus root ribs, the jasper jasper one is crispy bamboo shoots and lettuce, and the yam wrapped in honey sweet-scented osmanthus is decorated on the side. Exudes a sweet and delicate fragrance.

He didn't expect Mr. Fang's cooking skills to be so good.He can also cook at home, but it is the simplest, just enough to feed his hunger, but he doesn't know that Mr. Fang is the editor-in-chief of the publishing house and should be busy with work, but he can cook such a table of delicious dishes.

Fang Yibai looked at those round eyes full of surprise with some amusement.

Qingluan is always like this, expressing all his thoughts on his face, those eyes are like the most transparent glass windows, showing his whole body without hesitation.It's cute, but I can't help but want to play tricks.

He wanted to rub that round cheek now, to see if the dimple was also filled with surprise.

But this thought was well concealed by him.

On the outside, Fang Yibai just smiled humbly, opened the seat for Ye Qingluan, and set the table and chopsticks with grace: "It's nothing, but I borrowed from my aunt's house since I was a child, and my aunt and uncle both work. Busy, in order to take care of my cousin and thank her for her kindness, I learned how to cook."

"I don't know if it suits your taste." Fang Yibai looked at him with a gentle smile, and just this made Ye Qingluan's face heat up a few degrees.

But just now he sat down with a hot face, and his head was wrapped by a soft and warm force.

Fang Yibai wrapped him with a towel.He didn't ask Ye Qingluan why he didn't dry his hair, and he didn't ask why Ye Qingluan didn't know how to use a hair dryer, but just covered the top of his head with the big soft towel, starting from the pinna, bit by bit gently Wipe upwards.

Ye Qingluan felt his earlobe being held in the hands of the person behind him, and the strange and fiery feeling came through the towel. With a "hula", the towel scraped over the ear, and the slightest sound It is magnified to the extreme around the pinna, and it is also extremely sensitive.

His whole body trembled violently, and he couldn't help straightening his back.

"What's the matter?" The person behind bent down, and the deep voice was close to his ear.

"No, it's nothing." Ye Qingluan lowered his head in panic, but his heart beat as fast as a drum.An unbearable feeling of ups and downs emerges from the lower abdomen, and crawls intermittently to the place where the tail is hidden behind.

He, he has to finish this meal quickly, then hide in the room and put his helmet on, or the tail will...

Fang Yibai laughed softly.He didn't know that he was such a person, seeing Qing Luan's blushing face, he couldn't help but want to tease him.

But I still have to pretend to be a gentleman.

He sighed silently, wiped the tangled hair under his hands, and took a step back.

"Qingluan, you can use whatever you want in that bathroom from now on, I just prepared it." He seemed to mention this casually, and sat down at the other end of the dining table as if nothing had happened.

But his eyes kept secretly lingering on Ye Qingluan.

In fact, this is also very good.He glanced at Ye Qingluan's damp neck without any trace, it was white and shiny, and it was pink from the heat, it was more attractive than the dishes on the table.

After thinking about it for a while, Fang Yibai felt a flame rising from his belly. He forced himself to pick up the chopsticks calmly, picked up a piece of ribs for himself, and then said calmly: "There is a press conference in the afternoon. There is a meeting, I have to go there, so I can't accompany you."

He paused, and added: "I'm not at home, you must not go out, if you find something unexpected, you should call the police immediately, and then call me."

The afternoon was just a routine summary meeting. He planned not to go, but now, he suddenly found that if he stayed with Qingluan all day, he might not be able to hold on...

It's better to go out and calm down.

Qing Luan at the other end of the dining table didn't seem to have any reaction, and obediently replied "Yes", and then didn't continue.Fang Yibai even faintly heard that the little guy exhaled leisurely as if relieved.

Fang Yibai: ...

For some reason, Fang Yibai felt a little emotional in his heart.He looked up at the top of Ye Qingluan's hair who was buried in his meal, and suddenly realized something.

The weekly work summary meeting starts at [-]:[-] pm and ends at [-]:[-] pm. This meeting is basically the home of the editor-in-chiefs of each work department. They review the gains and losses of this week's work by themselves, and Assistant Yang will record them one by one. , and presented it to him after the meeting.

Over the past week, the Internet Literature Planning Department has undoubtedly achieved the best performance in history. It has successfully signed contracts with hundreds of Internet writers, obtained the copyrights of thousands of works, and has obtained all of them on the shelves.This sum alone has won a considerable amount of profits for the publishing house.

Even after this battle, Hualin Publishing House instantly squeezed out other publishers' online literature market and became a giant in the new online literature economy.

Editor-in-Chief He Chengyun was beaming with joy, displaying a series of gratifying numbers on the PPT, and there were bursts of applause from time to time.

Fang Yibai's thoughts drifted a little far away.

He leaned on the back of the chair gracefully with his arms crossed, staring at the PPT edited by He, but his mind flew to Ye Qingluan.

I don't know what Qingluan is doing at home right now?Are you coding?

He couldn't help turning on his phone and found the Ruoshui.com app, and clicked on Qingluan's novel that was being updated.

A new chapter has been published.Since the start of the online writing contest, Qingluan's schedule has been adjusted, and it is updated at three or four o'clock every afternoon, which caters to the schedule of more readers and gains more lasting attention.

He read the latest chapter. The story was about how the young protagonist with a mermaid tail panicked. He carefully avoided being touched by others. He was shy and cautious, but so cute that he couldn't help but want to scream.

Such a young protagonist has already attracted the attention of many people, but he himself has not noticed it.

After reading this, Fang Yibai couldn't help but put down his phone, put his slender fingers on his forehead, and smiled softly.

Only now did he realize that he had overlooked a problem, a crucial problem.

He likes Qingluan so much, he fell in love with Qingluan, but does Qingluan like him the same?

Will Qingluan be like the mermaid boy in his novel, only shy and nervous towards him, that is the expression of his introverted nature, not the shyness full of love?

Fang Yibai suddenly began to have uncertain doubts.

What's more, Qingluan's shy object is the phoenix in my arms?Or is it Fang Yibai?

Fang Yibai himself didn't want to admit it, he was caught in a vicious circle, he had never been so entangled in his life.The heroic feats he once conceived in his mind now seem like a joke, extremely stupid.

Yes, he used to think that if one day he could see Qingluan in reality, he would try his best to pursue him, give him the brightest and warmest roses, and take him to a French dinner , and then confessed to him amidst the elegant and low-pitched music in the restaurant.

But now?Fang Yibai didn't want to admit that he didn't have the courage.

Qingluan is so soft and shy, but at the same time he is so closed in his heart, he is not sure if he can open the door of his heart.

Fang Yibai tapped on the conference table with his fingers a little anxiously, startling Editor-in-Chief He, who was giving a speech to the point of interest.

Editor-in-chief He trembled, stopped, and looked at him anxiously.

Fang Yibai raised his eyes and said loudly: "You speak very well, so I think the staff of the whole society should learn from you. After the meeting, make enough copies of the materials in your hand and send them to other departments. We will Come and learn from Editor-in-Chief He’s work experience.”

After he finished speaking, the editors-in-chief of other departments all said "Oh~" and applauded one by one to express their approval and appreciation for Editor-in-Chief He.

Fang Yibai thought that it would be better for him to stay at the publishing house and work overtime.