Hey, your bun dropped!

Ling Xiaoxian has been waiting in the lobby of Huahuo for more than three hours.

Near noon, the employees came and went out to eat together, Ling Xiaoxian shrank in the corner, not wanting to be the target of everyone's attention.

After the crowd was exhausted, Ling Xiaoxian finally found Qiu Yiyang among the scattered people.

He ran over quickly, stopped the person, and handed over a stack of music in his hand.

"President Qiu."

Seeing that it was him, Qiu Yiyang didn't want to pay attention.

Ling Xiaoxian stubbornly blocked Qiu Yiyang's way.

"It was you who said it yourself. Twenty pieces of music in ten days will be handed over to you for review. Thirteen days have passed, and there are a total of 26 pieces of music. Although the level is not very good, I have tried my best.

I'm here, and you shouldn't break your promise. "

Qiu Yiyang looked at the stack of papers in front of him that recorded the music scores, and slightly curled the corners of his lips, still with a hint of sarcasm.

"The last time I said that, I was too condescending, and I didn't know that there was such a big tree behind Mr. Ling.

Now that I know, why dare to point out at will without knowing what is good or bad?

Mr. Ling, you'd better go back, take your broad road, and don't come here to make trouble with me. "

Ling Xiaoxian had specifically checked Qiu Yiyang's information, so he naturally had some understanding of his temperament.

He is stern and serious, and has a strange temper and is not easy to get along with.But when it comes to music, he has an extraordinary persistence.

The last time he made things difficult for Ling Xiaoxian to write more songs, it was actually a disguised affirmation, plus tests and tempers.

If Ling Xiaoxian really couldn't catch his eyes, he wouldn't bother scolding him at all.

Ling Xiaoxian figured this out, so he didn't feel that Qiu Yiyang was mean and unreasonable.

To be able to get guidance or even criticism from such a character is a good thing for him to make progress.

But he didn't expect Luo Zhan to intervene, and Qiu Yiyang despised him as a result.

"President Qiu," Ling Xiaoxian calmed down, looked straight at Qiu Yiyang and said frankly: "I have a bad background, and I admit that I have been President Luo's...bed partner for a year. However, that relationship has ended, and now I am with Luo There is always nothing involved.

Therefore, no matter whether he is kind or nostalgic, I will choose to refuse.If this has offended you, I would like to apologize.

The 26 songs in my hand may be a pile of waste paper in your eyes, but I poured my heart and soul into them. I really hope that Mr. Qiu can give me a chance and give me some pointers.

Mr. Qiu, you are also a person who really loves music.I would like to ask you, can you give up your prejudice against me and simply give your opinion on the song?

In the final analysis, it was you who once gave me your own life, so I wrote these songs with all my heart..."

……

Ling Xiaoxian came out of Huahuo relaxedly, although Qiu Yiyang still had a cold face, but at least he left behind his tune amidst his earnest explanation and pleading.

In fact, he knows that his level is still far behind, so he needs the guidance of an expert and his own redoubled efforts.

When I got home, I stopped by the supermarket and bought a random fried noodle, and took it back to my residence.

As soon as he opened the door, he could smell the aroma. Ling Xiaoxian looked at a gray-haired woman in her kitchen with some astonishment, cooking in an apron.

If it weren't for the familiar furnishings at home, Ling Xiaoxian wondered if he had gone to the wrong place?

"Who are you? How did you get in here?"

The woman was wearing an old-fashioned calico suit, her hair was scrupulously pulled back, and she looked like a country granny.The hand is cutting carrot shreds, the knife is fine.The plates and bowls in front of him are neatly arranged, and there are various prepared ingredients, ready to be cooked at any time.

At this time, she heard Ling Xiaoxian's question, she turned her head without being surprised at all, first looked Ling Xiaoxian up and down quickly, then continued to cut vegetables with her head down, explaining in her mouth:

"I'm Po Yun, the young master called me here."

Ling Xiaoxian reacted for a while, then asked uncertainly: "Eldest Young Master? Is it Luo Zhan?"

The woman named Yun raised her head and glanced at him with dissatisfaction in her eyes: "You are presumptuous enough to call the young master by his first name. It seems that the young master dotes on you!"

Ling Xiaoxian was sure now, but he was even more annoyed.

But he couldn't lose his temper with an old man in his 60s or [-]s, so he went into the bedroom angrily, took out his phone, and wanted to scold Luo Zhan.

After hesitating for a long time, his fingers hung over the dial, but he never dropped it.

The two had a quarrel that night, which eventually turned into a violent confrontation between Luo Zhan...

But Luo Zhan doesn't think so, he insists that Ling Xiaoxian is also very cool, so it is definitely not rape/violence.

Ling Xiaoxian was wronged and angry, but he was speechless, his body and mind always betrayed his will, even though he resisted with his mouth, his body was still pushed to the top repeatedly by Luo Zhan.

In the end, he wept in despair, allowing Luo Zhan to do something wrong but refused to admit it, and carefully waited on him to clean up and wash up.

"Don't cry... At worst, I won't be so rough in the future, just be gentle..."

Ling Xiaoxian gritted his teeth and hated himself for being incompetent. After meeting Luo Zhan, the tears flowed as cheap as they said.

It is clear that in the past ten years, I have learned that tears cannot be exchanged for any sympathy and comfort, and crying is the most useless struggle.

But he was poked in the center by Luo Zhan again and again, tears streaming down his face every time.

Ling Xiaoxian told Luo Zhan to leave, and told him not to come again.

Perhaps because he felt that he had gone too far before, when Ling Xiaoxian scolded him, Luo Zhan didn't get angry anymore, but brazenly imprisoned him in his arms, and comforted him in a low voice to wipe away his tears...

Ling Xiaoxian was tired both physically and mentally, he slowly let him comfort him clumsily, and then fell into a deep sleep...

In the next two days, Ling Xiaoxian implemented a policy of cold violence against Luo Zhan.

Don't look at him, ignore him, don't touch him... completely treat him as a transparent person.

Luo Zhan teased him, got angry with him, and even dragged him to bed, Ling Xiaoxian remained silent.

Even when he couldn't resist, he still gritted his teeth and stiffened.

Luo Zhan deliberately teased and tortured him viciously, forcing him to make noises, but Ling Xiaoxian would rather bite his lips than compromise.

Ling Xiaoxian could only resist in his own way, resisting Luo Zhan was also resisting his worthless self.

He thought that Luo Zhan would get bored sooner or later, so he left by himself.

Unexpectedly, he actually let the nanny in without authorization...

I wanted to call and scold him, but then remembered that he was implementing the silent Cold War policy.

After thinking about it for a while, Ling Xiaoxian packed a small backpack, slammed the door and left.

Unexpectedly, it was still a step late, as soon as he got out of the elevator door, he bumped into his friend who came in through the door.

"Where are you going?" Luo Zhan asked.

Ling Xiaoxian pretended not to see anyone, and brushed past him indifferently.

Luo Zhan easily caught him in his hands.

Ling Xiaoxian struggled hard, trying to escape.

As soon as Luo Zhan caught the man under his arm, he dragged him into the elevator.

There's no way, Ling Xiaoxian hasn't grown much in stature in the past year, he's still 1.7 meters five, and he's thin and slender.Under the hands of Luo Zhan, who was much taller and stronger than him, he was as vulnerable as a little chicken.

Ling Xiaoxian didn't want to talk nonsense, but he didn't want to be idle either, so he opened his mouth and bit Luo Zhan's shoulder.

Although the shirt and suit were separated, Ling Xiaoxian exerted all his strength, and Luo Zhan immediately gritted his teeth in pain.

He grabbed Ling Xiaoxian's chin and pinched it, forcing him to let go.When he turned his head to look, there were dark water-stained teeth marks around his shoulders, and there were faint bloodstains.

"You said that you are not a dog, why are you still biting people?"

Ling Xiaoxian shook his arms and kicked his legs, but he couldn't break free, his face flushed red with anger and anxiety.

Luo Zhan looked funny, and squeezed his cheeks hard: "Also, you are obviously not dumb, but you still want to pretend to be dumb. But it's quite interesting!"

Ling Xiaoxian couldn't hold back anymore.

"You bastard!"

Luo Zhan was even happier: "Hey - why did you open your mouth? Can't pretend anymore?"

Ling Xiaoxian gritted his teeth with hatred: "This is my house, who told you to let the nanny in? Have you told me?"

"Then you can't blame me, who told you not to cook for me every day, I'm not used to the junk food outside. I have no choice but to ask someone to do it myself.

But you are lucky, Yunpo is a master cook, she has already retired, so I specially invited her here.

If you have eaten this meal, you will be reluctant to let her go.

Hey—how about you worship her as your teacher and practice your cooking skills with her, then you can cook for me every day from now on!

Yun Po is old after all, I can't always let her come! "

Ling Xiaoxian simply heard the most ridiculous joke in the world: "Why should I learn cooking? Why should I cook for you in the future? Let me go, you have to treat this place as your home, if you don't leave me Walk……"

"Be honest with me, where are you going?"

Ling Xiaoxian was dragged back by Luo Zhan.

After all, in front of the old man, Ling Xiaoxian really didn't want to let himself go too much.

So I had no choice but to go into the kitchen, say hello, and then help.

"When making this chicken, you don't need to add too much ingredients. The original chicken is the most fragrant...

This fish needs to be stretched before cooking. You didn’t see it just now. I’ll teach you next time...

The cooking time of this dish must be mastered, it is not good if it is too long or too little..."

Ling Xiaoxian felt dizzy: old man, I don't want to learn how to cook!

The dishes were ready, but the old man didn't serve them on the table. Instead, he tidied up the windows in the kitchen and said goodbye to Luo Zhan and left.

"I'm going back, young master, come back tomorrow."

"Well, go, Po Yun, Xiao Liu is waiting downstairs, where you want to go, what you want to do, just ask him."

"Yun Po..." Ling Xiaoxian followed behind the old man, feeling very sorry.

How can this be?Although the old man is not particularly old and acts like a young man, he is still full of vitality, but he can't let people go when he runs out?

"Yun Po, why don't you stay and eat together?"

Yun Po turned her head and waved her hand to prevent Ling Xiaoxian from seeing her off: "I'm here to cook for the young master, not to eat. You go back quickly and take good care of the young master. Don't be self-willed and arrogant just because of your love. Don't forget your love." Duty..."

Ling Xiaoxian was beaten into a pile of scum...

Elderly man, I'm arguing for you, and I'm kind enough to treat you like a donkey!

Luo Zhan didn't take it seriously at all, sipped the red wine in the decanter and said:

"Mrs. Yun is an old feudal woman. She fulfilled her duties as a servant in our house and never ate at the master's dinner table. I told her that she is old and stubborn, so she must put herself so low.

Hey, come here and try her handicraft. "

Ling Xiaoxian glared at him coldly, but was attracted by the alluring aroma on the table, he endured it and still felt that he couldn't waste it.

After a full meal, Ling Xiaoxian chased away people while tidying up.

"I've said it all, come here if you have nothing to do, I think you're annoying, and you also think I'm annoying, it's best for the two of us to have less contact in the future!"

It was clearly not the truth, but Ling Xiaoxian still spoke with confidence.

"When did I get bored seeing you? I was kind enough to help you, but you scolded me for several days.

And you don't bother me, you sleep so soundly in my arms every day, laughing in your dreams, you still lie to me! "

Ling Xiaoxian: "..."

He had nothing to do with Luo Zhan.

But in the end, he emphasized again: "You can stay here if you want, anyway, don't meddle in my affairs in the future!"

Luo Zhan rolled his eyes and muttered, "The dog bit Lu Dongbin!"