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

Qiao Yang had explained his relationship with Su Cheng to him several times, and he understood it in his heart.But still can't help being jealous.

He wanted Qiao Yang to only look at him, only have him in his heart, only treat him well, and only write songs for him.

But if he said these words, it would appear that he was too petty and unreasonable.The strong possessiveness will also make Qiao Yang have a sense of distance from him.

He could only swallow these emotions. Facing Qiao Yang's question, he replied in a low voice: "You can sing to me after the lyrics are written, okay?"

It's not the recorded voice, it's Qiao Yang himself singing in front of him.

Qiao Yang smiled and said, "You've been looking at me for so long just to ask this? All right, I'll sing it to you."

"It's just... I haven't studied vocal music, and I don't have professional training. What I sing doesn't have the singing skills and expressiveness of a professional singer. I, I will try my best."

Gu Ye still looked at him, his voice was slow and low: "As long as it is sung by you, it is the best."

People with peach blossom eyes can always show charm unconsciously.Especially when Gu Ye looked at you intently with deep eyes like this, and said as long as you are, as long as it is you.

People can always feel his affectionate and deep love, and people can't help but fall into it.

Qiao Yang's heart beat faster when he watched him, so he hurriedly pretended to bow his head to eat, and hummed lightly.

It's just that there is no short hair that can't hide the slight blush of the earlobes.

Gu Ye wanted to reach out and pinch, but he held back.

After dinner, the two went to the walking path outside the hotel.

In the early summer season and the weekend is approaching, there are many guests who come for vacation, and the hotel is full of prosperity.

The guests who came out for a walk after dinner also gathered together in twos and threes, talking and laughing, or playing around.Occasionally there are a few children playing in the crowd.

The night in the mountains is no longer lonely and quiet.

Gu Ye walked a little faster, and Qiao Yang followed him with his hands in his trouser pockets, or looked at the stars in the sky, or looked at the children playing, or said a word or two to Gu Ye.

A real aimless walk.

From the corner of Gu Ye's eyes, he saw Qiao Yang's hands in his pockets, looking for an opportunity in his heart.

It's impossible to get people dirty so quickly, there must be a gradual process, at least we can hold hands tonight.

He intentionally takes people to quieter and more remote places.

At this moment, their mobile phones rang together.

Gu Ye is the message from Geng Hui, and Qiao Yang is the call from Qiao Jin.

They were all saying the same thing: Li Songran was caught!

Qiao Yang asked pleasantly: "Great. Now I can finally feel relieved."

Although Qiao Jin's tone was brisk, she still had concerns: "The fact that he escaped for so long means that someone behind him helped him. If we take this opportunity to drag out the people behind him, it will be considered the real end."

"And there is another point that is very suspicious. He was arrested in a teahouse in a small town more than 100 kilometers away from City S. At that time, someone was playing cards in the teahouse and was reported as a gathering for gambling."

"When the police went to check the gambling, Li Songran was grabbed by the store owner and told him that he hadn't paid the money and refused to let him go. The police found him and arrested him on the spot."

"But later it was found out that Li Songran had paid for it, and the boss said that it was too messy and he remembered the wrong person."

"It's lucky for us that he was misunderstood and caught without paying. But don't you think it's a coincidence?"

Qiao Yang pondered: "Yes, it's quite a coincidence."

Qiao Jin speculated: "Either Li Songran offended someone and was deliberately leaked, or someone is helping us on purpose. No matter what it is, it's better to be cautious. I have left a few people around the restaurant to observe the situation."

What Gu Ye received was the same message: [Li Songran was arrested in a small teahouse in Jiangzhen, the situation is too coincidental.It should be deliberately designed to expose the target. 】

He thought for a while: [Send a few people to check the situation near the teahouse in Jiangzhen, and then check whether there are any suspicious foreign vehicles entering the town that day. 】

After Li Songran escaped, not only Mrs. Qiao kept investigating in secret, Gu Ye also sent many people to look for clues.

He was wondering in his heart: Could it be that Su Cheng is helping behind the scenes this time?

Just thinking about Qiao Yang's side, he called Su Cheng: "Brother, did you do it?"

Su Cheng sneered and disdained: "Yes, that man still wants to give his life to me to help him bring down the Qiao family. Who does he think he is. He escaped very cautiously. My people lost him, so I had to let the people Arranged there."

Li Songran tried his best to ask Qiao Sheng for help?

Is Qiao Sheng still doing some ulterior motive behind his back?

Qiao Yang was slightly worried: "Why..."

He glanced at Gu Ye next to him and didn't ask, but advised him: "You, be careful too. Don't be caught by others."

Su Cheng's tone was relaxed: "Don't worry, what I'm doing now is serious business. Where are you?"

Qiao Yang: "I'm still in the resort, mainly for fun, and I'm also looking for inspiration to write songs by the way."

After all, I was calling my brother, so I couldn't help but want to ask a few more questions: "Where are you?"

"When will the matter at hand be finished?"

"Did you expose yourself when you arrested Li Songran?"

"When are you going back to City S?"

He also told about the fact that he wrote a new song for Qiao Sheng.

While chatting happily, the wrists that were put into the pockets of trousers were grabbed by a pair of warm hands.

Qiao Yang turned his head and met Gu Ye's slightly dissatisfied eyes.

Immediately after the wrist was gently pulled out, Gu Ye's palm moved down along his wrist, caught his palm and five fingers, and held it tightly.

Qiao Yang tried slightly to pull it back, but in return Gu Ye clenched even harder, and Wei Wei was stubborn with an aggrieved expression.

Qiao Yang stopped moving.

Su Cheng was still talking on the other side: "It will take a while, I want to set up a branch of the company in City S, where the main business will be handled."

Qiao Yang: "If setting up a branch is too troublesome, forget it. Anyway..."

He just wanted to say: I can go to you too.

Feeling the heat and strength of Gu Ye's palm, he changed his words and said, "City S is not too far from City A anyway."

Su Cheng: "It's okay. I mainly import and export. It doesn't matter where I choose to work."

"What about you, you haven't been here for a long time, so you have to raise your reputation first. Make more works?"

The elder brother is the elder brother, who will habitually urge him and worry about his future and career.

Qiao Yang felt that the salted fish might not be able to go down in the future.

He smiled and explained to him: "I know, I'm also writing two songs now, one of which is for you, and I haven't finished writing it yet..."

As soon as the words fell, the hand holding him loosened slightly.

But soon, Gu Ye's fingers passed through his fingers domineeringly again, and clasped them firmly.

Fingers intertwined tightly without gaps.The temperature of each other's palms and the friction of the lines are truly conveyed to each other.

And gradually transmitted to every nerve in the whole body, the body and mind can feel the existence that people around cannot ignore.

Qiao Yang was in no mood to make a phone call anymore, and hung up after saying goodnight to Su Cheng.

He looked at the man beside him pursing his lips, frowning slightly, with dissatisfaction and grievance in his eyes, but he didn't say a word, just clasped his hand tightly.

Gu Ye was jealous of Qiao Sheng again.

Qiao Yang wanted to laugh, but couldn't explain it.Allowing Gu Ye to hold his hand, the two continued to walk on the quiet walking path.

After being quiet for a while, Gu Ye spoke first: "What are you thinking about?"

The voice was Gu Ye's unique deep and soft voice, echoing gently in the quiet.

Like a warm wind blowing, very comfortable.

Qiao Yang replied, "I'm thinking about the lyrics I wrote for you."

Gu Ye shook his hand and said with a smile, "Can you still think of lyrics now?"

Qiao Yang hummed, "It's because of my current mood that I can think of the lyrics."

The feeling of falling in love with someone for the first time, the feeling of walking together holding hands tightly, and the feeling of being aroused by Gu Ye's possessiveness can all trigger his inspiration for writing.

"Think of words that can not only express our current state, but also match every syllable and melody."

Gu Ye stopped in his tracks and asked him in a low voice: "What is our current state?"

Qiao Yang didn't answer, just looked up at him.

Under the dim light of the street lamps, he saw tiny lights flickering in Qiao Yang's bright eyes, as if they were jumping.

For a moment, Gu Ye thought that Qiao Yang had tears in his eyes, as if he was about to cry.

He was startled, and raised his hand to caress Qiao Yang's eyes.

Qiao Yang blinked, and the long eyelashes brushed against his fingertips, itching, soft and soft.

It's just that the ends of the slender eyes turned red, leaving a little moisture.

Gu Ye panicked: "You, why..."

Are you crying?

Although there is only one drop, it is also a tear.

Qiao Yang smiled: "I just suddenly felt a little unbelievable. Two people who have nothing to do with each other are so far apart, but now they stay in each other's heart."

The few words he said later were the lyrics he thought of.

After matching the melody and lyrics in the brain, I sang silently in my heart, but I felt a strong empathy.

Qiao Yang shook his hands, feeling the warmth and strength of the interlocking fingers of the two, and said, "It still doesn't feel real."

Gu Ye didn't know if this was the composer. The songwriter was more sensitive and dedicated to things and emotions than ordinary people.

Qiao Yang's liking is more straightforward and delicate than his.

Not delicate and artificial, and not contaminated with material desires, utilitarianism and desires, it is the purest and sincere love.

People like Qiao Yang are worthy of being treated with the best affection.

He let go of Qiao Yang's hand, but put one hand on the back of the man's head and raised his jaw with the other.

Qiao Yang was stunned, and raised his head slightly following Gu Ye's movements, his Qingjun looked at Gu Ye with a helpless and confused face, he couldn't imagine what Gu Ye would do next.

I panicked.

Gu Ye lowered his head and lowered his eyes, looked at Qiao Yang with the most devout eyes, and kissed him gently with the most gentle movements.

It landed on the moist spot at the end of the man's eyes, but the warm and soft lips did not leave immediately.

The tip of the tongue slipped across the cracks of the lips, gently wiped it, and rolled it up slightly.

Rolling the pitifully wet tears into his mouth, the salty taste gradually dissipated, enough for him to savor the aftertaste carefully.

This is Qiao Yang's taste.

He let go of Qiao Yang, but grabbed Qiao Yang's slightly stiff hands that were hanging down.

Looking at the man who was still in a daze and astonishment, he asked with a low smile:

"So, do you feel real?"