The Big Bosses Are Not What I Expected After I Transmigrated Into A Book

Qiao Yang was driving the car, and when he heard that Mo Yu was going to sing at Ye Mei, he frowned slightly and looked at him: "Singing? Let's rest and go home today."

Having just experienced a cyber storm, what Mo Yu needs most now is to rest and adjust his mood.

Mo Yu looked relaxed and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I'm fine. And now I'm in a good mood, and now I really want to sing a few songs, so I can let go of my mood."

Mo Yu's smile came from the bottom of his heart. The gloom between his brows stretched out, and his haggard face disappeared, making him look brighter.

Qiao Yang saw that he insisted on going, so he didn't stop him: "Okay, you can drive in my car later. If you encounter any problems, call me, don't hide it."

Mo Yu let out a "hmm".

His heart was filled with an emotion that made him want to laugh with joy and cry with emotion.

At first, when Qiao Yang refused to let him call him Young Master Qiao, he was still not used to it.

In the past, he always felt that he was not worthy of Qiao Yang's status, so he always unconsciously lowered his posture around Qiao Yang.

Even being friends feels unattainable.

She even thought that if Qiao Yang still liked him as much as before, he would be willing to do anything to him.

In the final analysis, after several years of hard work but no rewards, the helplessness and hesitation of having strength but no stage for him to show his talents,

Finally, he understood how powerless he was in the face of power.

Let him have a heart of self-abandonment.

--- Forced to surrender to reality.

However, just now he saw Qiao Yang help him vent his anger on the spot, sanctioning Jian Xing who almost brought him a devastating disaster on the spot.

At that moment, he was in high spirits.

Qiao Yang really regarded him as a friend, worried that he would not think about giving him a chance to relieve his anger on the spot, and protect him with all he could.

He also wanted to repay Qiao Yang, and repay him as his most cherished friend.

Before that, he had to become stronger.

Until one day he can wear starlight and stand on the dazzling stage, and then he can truly become a friend standing shoulder to shoulder with Qiao Yang.

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After arriving home, Mo Yu packed up her singing clothes, put on her guitar, said goodbye to Qiao Yang and went out.

When I went out, I ran into Gu Ye who came to the banquet.

He also had a bottle of wine in his hand.

Mo Yu: ...

Gu Ye looked down at him condescendingly, and raised his voice slightly: "Go out?"

Ask knowingly.

It's not that you deliberately arranged work for me.

He also dared to refute silently in his heart.Shrugging his shoulders, he said, "Yes, you and Qiao Yang have a good meal, and I won't bother you."

After saying that, he ran away.

Mo Yu: Ahhhh, I hope Mr. Gu will stop looking at him with the eyes of his rival in love.

It's really scary!

In the room, Qiao Yang also saw Gu Ye standing outside the door with a drink.

The door was clearly open, but the man stood politely at the door, as if he was going to raise his hand to ring the doorbell.

Qiao Yang beckoned him to come in: "Mr. Gu, why are you being so polite. You come in and sit first, and I'll change a set of clothes."

"it is good."

Gu Ye raised his foot and stepped into the entrance, before closing the door, he glanced at the elevator whose numbers kept dropping.

The little light bulb is gone, feeling happy.

This is the second time he has entered Qiao Yang's house, and the house looks more lively than last time.

There are some convenient small appliances on the table and cabinet.The floor is carpeted, cushions.There are vases on the dining table, and several pots of green plants are placed beside the sofa.

Simple and warm.

Gu Ye looked at the changes in the living room and asked, "You have a bed at home."

His voice is not loud, but there are only two people in the room and it is very quiet.The bedroom door was also closed, and Qiao Yang, who was undressing and changing, could hear it clearly.

"Yes, the bed has only been shipped in the past few days."

Qiao Yang replied, then thought again: No.

He stuck out half of his head towards the door and asked, "How does Mr. Gu know that there is no bed in my bedroom?"

He had just taken off his shirt and exposed half of his shoulders. He was cold and white with a moist light, slightly thin but not thin.

The exposed upper arm is covered with a thin layer of muscles, outlining smooth and tough lines.

Going down the shoulder, one can vaguely see a protruding collarbone and a small piece of smooth chest.

After that, it is blocked by the door wall.

The handsome and handsome man looked at him suspiciously, defenseless.He has no idea what the person looking at him is thinking.

Gu Ye stood in the distance, looking at him motionless.

His deep eyes flickered, he suppressed some emotions, and his voice was low and slow: "I found out when I sent you home the night you were drunk."

It turned out to be the case.

Qiao Yang retreated into the room and continued to dress.

He drank some pills that night, and when he woke up, he found himself lying on the sofa, and the quilt was well covered.

Presumably Gu Ye helped him in and covered him with a quilt.

Gu Ye is really a good person.

Qiao Yang thought so in his heart, but he had no idea that the man outside the door was suppressing some crazy imaginations.

He changed into a set of light gray home clothes and walked out of the bedroom, with a slight smile: "I really caused trouble to Mr. Gu that night. I'll cook something delicious for you later."

The soft cotton fabric made him softer and warmer, and he didn't have the slightest aggressiveness in front of Jian Xing.

When you are tough, you will not give an inch, and your methods will be firm.

When it is gentle, it is like a spring breeze and drizzle, nourishing people's hearts.

The deep peach blossom eyes regained their calmness and became soft, he asked, "You really know how to cook?"

It was already a pleasure for Qiao Yang to ask him to have dinner with him.

So he didn't want Qiao Yang to cook at all.Also ordered dinner from a private kitchen which can be delivered anytime.

"Tch, you still don't believe me."

Qiao Yang walked into the kitchen, put on an apron, rolled up his sleeves, and said confidently and mischievously, "I'm waiting to let you know what a chef is."

It was getting late outside, and the lighting everywhere in the room made the room extraordinarily bright, and the figure of the man could be clearly seen in the open kitchen.

Tall, thin and straight.

He skillfully unscrewed the gas, set up a pot to boil water, took out ingredients from the refrigerator in the cupboard, and placed them by the water table for later use.

Gu Ye walked over to help, and asked, "What are you going to do?"

Qiao Yang took a handful of pasta, shook it in front of him, and said:

"Didn't you bring a bottle of brandy? I'll make spaghetti with truffled shrimp, serve it with a salad, and slice some cheese for wine. How about it?"

"Row."

Gu Ye nodded: "I didn't expect Young Master Qiao to really cook, did he learn it when he was studying abroad?"

Qiao Yang just smiled.

In fact, he can only do simple things.

That year, Qiao Sheng took him out of the relatives who adopted them and lived in a rented house close to his primary school.

In order to make money, Qiao Sheng, who has just turned [-], sells drinks in nightclubs.

Every night when he came back, he would go to the bathroom to induce vomiting, and spit out the excess alcohol in his stomach.

In order to make him more comfortable, Qiao Yang cooked a bowl of soft noodles before he went home.

In a small kitchen with dim lighting, the thin figure of a ten-year-old boy is busy.

He clumsily and carefully boiled the noodles, finally cracked an egg, sprinkled some chopped green onion and salt.

A bowl of noodles with little water in clear soup was eaten by Qiao Sheng every time.

Gu Ye can't help in the kitchen, he doesn't even know how to wash vegetables.

From his childhood knowledge, he has someone to take care of his basic necessities of life, and he doesn't need to spend time on such small things in life.

Even looking at the scene in front of him, he had an unreal feeling.

The tall and thin man was wearing a dark-toned plaid apron, and the straps of the two aprons were crossed at the back, outlining his slightly slender and straight waist.

He skillfully flipped the dishes in the frying pan, and the gurgling pan next to him was emitting white steam, curling up around him.

Everything feels fresh, but it is full of the breath of life.

It seems that people live not just to climb up, but to get more benefits.

You can also pursue this kind of ordinary, ordinary human fireworks.

Qiao Yang——This man can always show an unexpected side, which attracts him.

Today, this side can pierce the heart, it is really warm.

With him, is it possible to be so comfortable every day?

It took only half an hour for Qiao Yang to set out the food: "Mr. Gu, is it time to eat?"

For two servings, truffle and fresh shrimp are mixed with tomato sauce, and the fried pasta has an attractive color.

Two salad greens, crisp and green, topped with this shredded cheese cube.

A simple dinner, but very appetizing.

The two sat at the table ready to start.

Gu Ye opened the brandy, took two round-bottomed red wine glasses, held it in the palm of one hand, and poured it into the wine glass with the other hand.

Qiao Yang's eyes kept staring, watching the amber liquid gradually poured into the cup, and the swaying liquid shone a little bit under the light.

Gu Ye raised his eyes, just in time to meet Qiao Yang who was greedy for wine, his pair of red and phoenix eyes were round and round, and his handsome face without smiling did not have a sharp edge, but like a child waiting for candy.

Gu Ye couldn't help laughing.

He pushed the wine glass over, but said, "Take a few mouthfuls of food before drinking."

Qiao Yang's eagerness to drink brandy was overthrown.He was slightly dissatisfied: "At this time, shouldn't we have a toast first?"

Gu Ye tilted his head, with a half-smile: "Let's toast? What are you celebrating?"

Qiao Yang sat upright and clasped his fists together: "Thank you, Mr. Gu, for protecting your friends and helping to kill the evil horses who illegally harass ordinary people and maintain social peace and justice."

Although it was meant as a joke, it was truly grateful.

Gu Ye is really loyal. In that situation, he chose to stand by his side and defend him without hesitation, which made him very grateful.

This is also the reason why he wants to invite Gu Ye to eat even though he knows that he is not good at cooking.

Only by doing it with your own hands can you show your sincerity.

Gu Ye smiled indifferently: "Shao Qiao doesn't need to mind too much. There will be troubles sooner or later with that kind of artist company with bad character. Gu's breaking the contract with them is also to prevent problems before they happen."

After taking a few mouthfuls of food, Qiao Yang took a few sips of water to dilute the greasy taste of the pasta in his mouth.

Then he picked up the wine glass and asked: "Mr. Gu, can I have a drink?"

Very well behaved.

Gu Ye held up his wine glass, raised it slightly, and signaled him: "Come."

Qiao Yang stretched his arms cheerfully, and really had a toast to Gu Ye.

The exquisite and translucent cups tilted and collided with each other, making a pleasant crisp sound, and the amber liquid in the back also rippled, forming layers of thin ripples, and the water was shining.

The sudden clinking of glasses made Gu Ye stunned for a moment, and he fell into a temporary stagnation holding the cup.

And Qiao Yang had already put the wine glass into his mouth, his light-colored lips were covering the mouth of the glass, the corners of his mouth were soaked, and his upper lip was submerged in the wine.

Putting down the wine glass, there was a light watery light on the upper lip, with a light red luster, soft and delicate.

I want to rub it with my fingertips, to wipe it off for him...

He took small sips, savoring every sip carefully, with elegant movements and focused expression.

Gu Ye just looked at him like this, forgetting that he should also drink after clinking glasses.

The special fruity aroma of brandy, and the taste of truffle cheese have a perfect match.

Qiao Yang couldn't help but drank it in one gulp.After the cup bottomed out, a tinge of blush appeared on Qingjun's fair face.

He poured himself another glass, put his elbows on the dining table, shook the glass with one hand, and asked:

"By the way, buddy, how about changing the name in the future, we are all friends, and you still call me Qiao Shao, which looks strange."

His expression is soothing and carefree.

Gu Ye picked up his wine glass, touched it lightly with the shaking wine glass in Qiao Yang's hand, his smiling eyes narrowed slightly.

He asked, "Then what should I call you, Qiao Yang? Or... Yangyang?"

ocean...

Holding the wine glass, Qiao Yang fell into a momentary stillness.

It's been a long, long time, and no one has called him that.

He gave a low laugh, then held the bottom of the cup and brought it to his lips, raised his head slightly and drank it down in one gulp.

Then he took a long breath and said with a stern look: "You can call me whatever you want."

Gu Ye frowned.

He saw that Qiao Yang was about to reach out to pick up the wine again, ready to pour it into his empty glass.

He reached out to stop it.

The flat body of the bottle is not very big, Qiao Yang's palm covers most of the area, and his slender five-finger joints are clearly grasping the brown bottle body.

And what blocked him was Gu Ye's hand, shining moistly under the light of the dome chandelier.

Gu Ye's palm is bigger and thicker, with prominent joints and lines of blood vessels and bones on the back of the hand, which looks vigorous and powerful.

The palm of the hand is warm and soft, and there are slightly rough palm lines on the back of the hand, which brings a comfortable feeling of friction.

Qiao Yang instinctively gave away his hand, and the warmth and touch of the man's palm remained on the back of his hand.

Gu Ye easily snatched back the wine glass and put it in his hand: "This wine has a relatively high alcohol content. The two glasses you drank already exceeded your body's ability to digest alcohol."

"I can't drink any more."

"what?"

Qiao Yang was reluctant.

At this moment, he really wanted to use mellow alcohol to dilute some emotions in his heart.

He rubbed the back of his hand, which was still as warm as his, and fought for himself: "Drink some more. This wine has been opened, and it will change its taste tomorrow, what a pity."

Gu Ye shook his head: "No, it's better than getting up with an upset stomach tomorrow morning. And..."

After he finished speaking, he suggested with a smile: "Stopping it for two days won't affect the taste. If Shao Shao wants to drink it, let's continue drinking it tomorrow night?"

There is an imperceptible cunning hidden in the deep and bright peach eyes.

The wine was brought by Gu Ye, and Qiao Yang couldn't ask for it anymore.

He swallowed, and took a big sip of water from the glass next to his hand as if discouraged: "...that's fine."

The man in front of him never pretends, he just doesn't give up if he doesn't give up.

The beautiful Danfeng eyes glanced at the red wine for the last time, full of nostalgia, and then drooped down again.

Pathetic.

It's unbearable.

Gu Ye sighed: "This is the last."

He held the bottle and poured wine into Qiao Yang's glass again. The amber liquid poured into the glass, only covering the bottom of the glass, accounting for one-fifth of the capacity.

However, Qiao Yang was not pleasantly surprised by the reward for breaking in.

He looked at the light amber liquid in the wine glass, but didn't drink it directly.

He fell into a moment of contemplation.

When he looked up at Gu Ye again, he giggled.

His handsome face was stained rosy after drinking, and his eyes shone with tiny gleams.

He said, "Why... you look like my brother."

The voice rose in a low voice, as if recalling something, remote and calm.

Qiao Yang lived with Qiao Sheng, and fell in love with wine by ear.

But until he became an adult, Qiao Sheng finally allowed him to drink, and it was fruit wine with low alcohol content.

Occasionally when drinking with Qiao Sheng at night, Qiao Sheng only poured him a glass.

He cherished it very much, savoring the mellow aroma of the fruit in small sips.Every time he finished drinking, he still couldn't get enough of it. He looked at Qiao Sheng and silently asked for it.

Qiao Sheng would stare at him fiercely, but he said: This is the last point.

Then pour a shallow layer into the bottom of his cup.

After Qiao Sheng left, no one ever controlled how much he drank, and no one gave him the last bit of comfort.

Gu Ye was the first.

"Your brother?"

Gu Ye put away the wine bottle and sealed it in a wooden box for storage.He asked suspiciously: "Do you brothers often drink together?"

He found out that the relationship between the Qiao family brothers was not particularly good.

Qiao Yang smiled and said nothing.He picked up the wine glass and touched Gu Ye's glass: "Come on, Mr. Gu, let's do it at last."

Gu Ye responded to him.

After putting down the empty wine glass, he suddenly said, "We're all friends now, should you change your address too, Mr. Gu sounds like a stranger."

Qiao Yang asked, "What do you call you, Gu Ye?"

Gu Ye lowered his head slightly, looked at him and smiled: "Didn't you just say that I... am like your brother."

The voice is gentle and slow, but it has a kind of honey-like temptation.

Tao Hua's eyes, stained with a smile, had a hazy look that seemed drunk but not drunk, but it could affect the emotions of the man opposite.

He said: "I am indeed a few years older than you, should you also call me: brother."