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

Gu Ye half-smiled, looking at A Xing who was standing in front of him.He knew in his heart that it was impossible to take Qiao Yang back to his home to take care of him under such circumstances.

After all, Ah Xing is from Qiao's family, so he really can't treat him as tough and domineering as he treated Mo Yu.

Qiao Yang stood unsteadily, with half of his weight on him, and he urged Gu Ye vaguely: "... let's go, go to your house and play the piano."

Gu Ye supported him and coaxed softly: "It's too late today, how about we play again tomorrow?"

Qiao Yang was very dissatisfied at being rejected, but he didn't make a fuss.He looked at Gu Ye quietly and frowned.

He was drunk and his brain was in a semi-conscious state.

Some emotions accumulated in my heart can't be expressed, I just want to vent by doing something.

Playing the piano is the best way.

He looked at the person who stopped him unhappy, his slightly thin lips were tightly pursed, and the tails of his eyes drooped, looking aggrieved.

Silently throwing a temper tantrum, it was a completely different him.

Gu Ye knew that he was drunk and making trouble, but he couldn't help but feel soft in his heart.

The man he fell in love with was not noisy even when he was drunk, and he was more obedient than usual.

Gu Ye raised his hand to caress his forehead, and the scorching heat came from his palm.

Patiently coaxing him: "Now you have a fever and feel unwell and need to rest. Let's play again after the illness recovers, okay?"

The wide palm covered the entire forehead, and the cool touch was very comfortable, Qiao Yang's dissatisfied expression slightly restrained.

He paused for a while, then suddenly asked: "Then, can you rest well tonight?"

Gu Ye's heart suddenly twitched. He didn't expect Qiao Yang to remember playing the piano for him in such a confused situation.

Obviously it was just a lie, a selfish lie that wanted to be alone with him.

He was happy, but jealous.

Jealous of Qiao Yang being so caring about someone who was just a friend.

But he was vaguely looking forward to what kind of attitude such a loving person would have towards his lover.

The hand holding Qiao Yang's arm tightened slightly, as if coaxing a child: "If you recover from illness, I can rest at ease, so you rest first, huh?"

Qiao Yang seemed to be convinced by him, he nodded lightly: "Okay."

Gu Ye put one arm through Qiao Yang's arms, and pulled him into his arms. Coupled with Qiao Yang's weakness, he leaned on him relaxedly.

In Ah Xing's eyes, it was as if Gu Ye was hugging the third young master of his family, and the two were cuddling each other.

And the conversation between the two sounds so boring.

Where does it feel like home?

Almost closer than friends.

A Xing was secretly surprised: so the relationship between the third young master and Mr. Gu is so good?

Gu Ye persuaded Qiao Yang, and told A Xing: "Qiao Yang must have a fever, you go to my house and get a thermometer, my assistant is at home."

"what?"

Ah Xing hesitated.

He was ordered to do things by his family?Does he want to listen?

Then look at Qiao Yang's abnormally red face, it really looks like he has a fever.He was anxious: "Okay, then, then I will trouble you to take care of the third young master first, and I will be right back."

Then he ran out in a hurry.

Gu Ye remembered the room where Qiao Yang changed clothes the last time he came.

After Ah Xing left, he bent down slightly, put his other arm just below Qiao Yang's hip, hugged Qiao Yang horizontally with a little force, and walked steadily to the bedroom.

The sudden body suspension and weightlessness made Qiao Yang exclaim softly, and instinctively grasped Gu Ye's arm with both hands.

The feeling of being hugged by someone like this was too strange, and for a moment he didn't know how to react.

He looked at Gu Ye in astonishment and confusion: "You, why do you..."

Gu Ye looked at him with a slow and soft voice: "You are sick, so you can feel better."

Qiao Yang didn't struggle, and tightly grasped the fabric of Gu Ye's clothes with both hands, nodded hesitantly: "Yeah."

When he was placed on the bed in the bedroom, he also looked at Gu Ye quietly, as if he was still thinking about something.

Qiao Yang's room is very simple, but tidy.

The quilt and pillows on the bed are all in a pure light gray tone, which looks simple and comfortable. Occasionally, there is a faint fragrance of jasmine in the air, which is elegant and pleasant, refreshing.

There is a desk on the wall next to the floor-to-ceiling windows, on which there is only a computer, a few pieces of music composition equipment, and an electronic keyboard with various buttons that takes up a little space.

The bookshelf is empty, only a few books like music scores are placed.

There are not many clothes in the closet, a few suits are hung in the innermost part, and casual clothes and home clothes are in the middle.

Gu Ye dug out a set of gray-and-white checked pajamas he wore last time, and asked Qiao Yang, "Can I change by myself, or do you want me to change for you?"

Qiao Yang didn't speak, maybe it was because he was half lying on the comfortable big bed, and a strong sense of drowsiness and fatigue hit him.

He took the clothes that Gu Ye handed him, crumpled them into a ball and held them in his arms, but he didn't want to move.

Ah Xing came back at this time, holding a forehead thermometer in his hand, he bluffed: "Third young master, take your temperature quickly."

As he spoke, he pointed the handle at Qiao Yang's forehead.

The red light from the forehead thermometer flashed across his eyes. Qiao Yang seemed to think it was a dangerous thing, and his eyes that had been confused all the time suddenly became vigilant.

He dodged for a while, and glanced at A Xing coldly, Danfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and a terrifying evil spirit came from his brows.

Just this one glance made Ah Xing stop his movements, and the fear of being dominated by the third young master in the past was revived and awakened.Scared, his little heart jumped, he took a step back, and tried to explain:

"I, I want to take your temperature."

"I'll still come."

Gu Ye took the thermometer from Ah Xing, sat down beside Qiao Yang's bed, touched his forehead with one hand, and said softly, "Don't be afraid, I'm just taking your temperature to see if you have a fever. OK?"

The vigilance and sharpness in his eyes gradually faded away, replaced by a gradually softened and puzzled look.

Gu Ye's palm slid down little by little, falling from his forehead, covering the man's confused eyes.Blocked the light and forehead thermometer that would make him feel scared.

With the other hand, he quickly raised the forehead thermometer and held it in front of his forehead for a few seconds.

After an electronic beep, the LCD screen displayed: 38.9c.

"It's so high. I really have a fever, what should I do?"

Shocked, Ah Xing quickly took out his mobile phone: "I'll contact Mr. Qiao immediately and tell him about the third young master's illness. Ask him to send a family doctor over."

The young master in the family was sick and reported to the master and contacted the doctor. This was the most accurate judgment made from the standpoint of Ah Xing.

Gu Ye's indifferent words stopped Ah Xing who was about to make a call: "It's so late, you want to toss Uncle Qiao and the others up, can't everyone get a rest?"

Ah Xing thought for a moment: It seems that he is a little too moved.

He held the phone in a dilemma: "But, the third young master has a fever."

Gu Ye: "Qiao Yang's current condition is just a fever, and the most important thing is to rest. Someone will take care of him tonight, as long as nothing else happens."

"If you call now, it will only make everyone worry for nothing. Mr. Qiao and the others brought the doctor over and made a fuss, and even Qiao Yang won't be able to rest well tonight."

"This, this is true."

Ah Xing grabbed his hair in a dilemma, thinking that what Gu Ye said made sense, he asked, "Then, what should we do now?"

He's only been here for the first day, if something happens to the third young master, sir, they can't scold him to death.

Gu Ye glanced at him lightly, and said in a calm voice:

"Qiao Yang drank too much alcohol, and he can't take medicine casually now. Fortunately, he has no other symptoms at present, so let's try physical cooling first."

He then told Ah Xing: "You go to my house again and ask the assistant to find out if there are any anti-fever stickers at home. If there are none, go out and buy some."

Ah Xing has now completely convinced Gu Ye, and the third young master seems to only let him take care of him.

He nodded and said, "Yes, yes."

After taking A Xingzhi away, Gu Ye pulled the pajamas out of Qiao Yang's arms, and said in a low voice, "Qiao Yang, change your clothes, it's uncomfortable to sleep in a suit, and it smells like alcohol, isn't it? "

Qiao Yang nodded slowly, raised his hand and began to unbutton his suit and shirt.

Drunk fatigue and mental lethargy made his movements very slow and sluggish.Couldn't even undo the little button on the top of the shirt.

He tried hard to solve it, but to no avail.

In the end, he spread his hands and looked at Gu Ye as if asking for help, his eyes were soft like a helpless child.

Gu Ye was sitting next to him. He suppressed his voice and asked him deliberately: "Do you want me to help you?"

Qiao Yang nodded, and naturally raised his neck slightly, revealing his curvaceous neck and the tightly buttoned shirt buttons.

Gu Ye sat and leaned against him.He reached out to help him unbutton the top button of his shirt.

The closer the two are, the more clearly they can see.

The man's handsome facial features and fair skin looked extraordinarily soft under the dim light at the head of the bed.

The smooth hair also shone a little under the light, and even the layer of fine down on the cheeks was dyed a soft, faint yellow.

Gu Ye's hands are big, and he has never unbuttoned others.

The slightly clumsy fingers were carefully stretched in the small space around Qiao Yang's neck.

Look focused and serious.

Qiao Yang's eyes were a little dazed, his brain paralyzed by alcohol couldn't tell what was going on now.

All he knew was a man much taller than him who was taking care of him.

The man is very handsome, and you can see his strong wrist exposed when you look down, the strong arms that are faintly visible under the cloth of the clothes, and the broad chest makes him look very powerful.

But he spoke very gently and his movements were gentle, making people want to trust him and rely on him.

He even wanted to find some comfort from him, to soothe the emotions that made him sad in his heart.

The man's hand was very cold, and his fingertips touched the hot skin from time to time, which was very comfortable.

Qiao Yang finally couldn't help lowering his head, and rubbed his chin on the softest skin of the man's neck with the back of the man's hand.

Then rub it again.

Like a kitten looking for coquetry and comfort, it is obedient and naughty.

Gu Ye's hands suddenly became stiff, he stopped all movements, raised his eyes and looked at Qiao Yang slightly surprised.

Qiao Yang was smiling, Danfeng's eyes were slightly bent, the pupils were bright and clear, and his figure was reflected in the pupils deep in the pupils.

At this moment, the man has only him in his eyes.

It was as if my heart was suddenly clenched and I held my breath.It was like being scratched by something, which made him so impatient that he tried to suppress certain emotions.

It took Gu Ye a long time to breathe out the breath he held.

He couldn't help raising his hand, and gently stroked the skin on the back of his hand with trembling fingertips.As expected, soft and smooth.

His voice was suppressed and hoarse: "...don't make trouble, be good."

He didn't dare to make too outrageous moves, he knew that people who are drunk actually have memories.After waking up, I will slowly think of everything that happened now.

He hoped that Qiao Yang could remember the memory of him taking the initiative to show favor tonight, and hoped that he would figure out the meaning hidden in it.

Qiao Yang really stopped making trouble, quietly watching the man unbutton his clothes, and took off his suit jacket and shirt.Only a white vest remained.

Without the barrier of the coat, the man's body temperature and his smell instantly released around Gu Ye, making him seem to be immersed in the paradise of only two people, and he couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Under the pure white cotton vest is the outline of a man's chest and abdomen, slightly thin but not thin.

The exposed arms are covered with a thin layer of muscle, and the curves are smooth and gentle.

Under the dim light, the man's reddish cheeks, fair skin, and young and energetic body interpret what is called charm.

Because he was half leaning on the bed, there were two shallow dimples in the neck where the two clearly visible collarbones were connected.

If there is a place where red wine can be stored, people who lie down to drink it can indulge in a lifetime of intoxication.

Gu Ye was breathing heavily, his flickering eyes were staggered from under the collarbone.

He stretched his hand towards the man's waist, his hot and slightly trembling fingertips wanted to hook the metal buckle on the man's slender waist.

The moment the belt button was touched, Qiao Yang suddenly became conscious.The brain automatically issued a warning, reminding him that there seemed to be some kind of danger coming.

He sat up straight in an instant, his handsome face was tense, and his clear eyes stared at Gu Ye's silent resistance.

Gu Ye stopped, he retracted his hand, stood up from the bed, and took a few steps back.

Give the man a safe distance, and ask him softly, "Do you want to come by yourself?"

Qiao Yang nodded, but did not move.

Gu Ye put the pajama pants into his hands, then turned around, turned his back to him and didn't look at him, his voice was soft and hoarse:

"Call me when you need help."

Behind him came the sound of waking up, the sound of metal buckles being undone, the sound of pants falling to the ground...

Gu Ye stood motionless, imagining what kind of scenery behind him with his voice.

It wasn't until Qiao Yang said: "Okay." He turned around.

Qiao Yang also put on his coat, but it was crooked, not as neat and tidy as he used to be.

Gu Ye laughed, and tried to stretch out his hand to smooth him out, but Qiao Yang didn't hide this time.

The sound of Ah Xing coming back came from outside.

He ran back to the bedroom, exhausted and out of breath, raised the cooling patch in his hand, and said, "Mr. Gu, you don't have this at home. I bought it at the convenience store in the neighborhood."

Gu Ye took it over: "I'm coming, you go and rest."

"Ah."

But Ah Xing didn't dare to rest.He stood aside and wiped his sweat, breathing slowly.

He watched as Gu Ye coaxed the third young master to lie down, and the third young master lay down in bed.

Seeing Gu Ye tearing off a white antipyretic sticker and sticking it on his forehead, he remained motionless, quiet and obedient.

I saw that Gu Ye's movements were very light and careful. After pasting, he carefully pressed the four corners around with his fingertips.

The slight coolness from the forehead relieves the hot head and headache after drinking.Qiao Yang slowly closed his eyes, as if he was about to fall asleep.

Ash finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He smiled and said to Gu Ye: "Thank you, Mr. Gu, thanks to you for taking care of our third young master here. I will leave the rest to me. It's getting late, you should go back and rest."

Gu Ye, who was once again ordered to evict: ...

He really didn't stay here to take care of Qiao Yang's position and identity.

But he was reluctant to leave, the quiet man on the bed, every time he breathed, there was a huge attraction, attracting him to stay.

He wanted to stay by his side, watch him sleep comfortably, and wait for his fever to subside safely.

He glanced at Ah Xing who politely drove him away, squatted down beside Qiao Yang's bed again, and asked softly, tentatively:

"Qiao Yang, I'm home, can you do it alone? Or... want me to take care of you?"

The voice is slow and gentle as usual, with coaxing and inducing, and a sense of security that people can't help but want to rely on.

Qiao Yang was sleepy to the extreme. Hearing his voice, he tried to open his eyes, but he couldn't open them completely because he was too sleepy.

His heart was empty, looking for something to fill.

But at this moment, the tenderness of a man is exactly what he wants to lust after.

He doesn't want the man to leave.

Qiao Yang overcame the brain's instructions to make him fall asleep, overcame the limp muscles and nerves, stretched out his hand with all his strength, and weakly grabbed the man's arm lying flat on the bedside.

His eyes were half-opened and half-closed, and his voice was vague: "...stay a little longer, can you?"

After speaking, he fell into a deep sleep, and his loose hand was still on the man's sleeve.

Gu Ye chuckled and answered him in a low voice: "Yes."