rest of life

The next day, the moving company came to the door and packed all Tong Yao's things and sent them to Gu Qingyun's house.

The two of them cleaned up the whole day, until it was dark, and finally messed up.

The side sleeper at home was converted by Gu Qingyun into Tong Yao's small studio, and there was also a small empty room dedicated to Tong Yao's collection of treasures, and several exhibition cabinets basically restored the paintings she used to have in her rented house. That happy little world.

After tidying up, Tong Yao stood at the door, looked at it with folded arms and smiled triumphantly, "My wife, you are so kind to me, so if there is a quarrel in the future, I can still stay inside and play games at night."

Gu Qingyun glanced at her, "There is no bed, don't you have to come out at night?"

"It's okay," Tong Yao said cheerfully with her eyes bent, without noticing it at all, "I'm used to sleeping on the carpet when I stay up late and play games."

Gu Qingyun said decisively: "Understood, in case of a quarrel, I will lock this door in advance."

Tong Yao opened her mouth: "..."

She said hesitantly, "Honey, I just moved in on the first day, this... the warning that people are under the eaves came a little too soon!"

"Who brought up the quarrel and slept in separate beds first?" Gu Qingyun glared at her, remained silent for a few seconds, then softened his tone, stepped forward and hugged her in his arms and said softly, "There will inevitably be friction when living together, if there is What's the matter, let's talk about it, don't be like this..."

It may be that it is said lightly, and it seems extremely gentle.

Tong Yao's eyes widened slightly, the corners of her lips curled up, but she couldn't tell what she felt.

She said that based on the premise that Gu Qingyun would definitely want to kick her out of bed if she was unhappy.

Didn't expect her to say that.

Tong Yao raised her hand to hug her back, hugged her tightly, leaned against her chest and said, "Okay."

Gu Qingyun...

How could it be bad.

—

The convenience of living together, Tong Yao can commute to get off work in Gu Qingyun's car every day, no longer need to squeeze the subway.When the car drove to the underground parking lot, she could still play with her mobile phone for a while before slowly swinging up.

In the morning, Tong Yao finished her work and turned to look for Li Ran, but she couldn't find anyone.

When I asked my colleagues, they all said they didn't know where she was.

Tong Yao hurriedly sent a message, but did not receive a reply.

After hesitating, he called Li Ran again, but the phone was turned off.

It doesn't matter that she didn't get in touch with anyone.

After a while, Gu Qingyun seemed to have something to do, so he came out to find someone in person with the documents, "Where is Li Ranren?"

"She left in a hurry after answering the phone call, and asked for leave in the afternoon," a colleague who had just returned helped explain, "I just saw that she asked me to ask for leave for her..."

"Ask for leave? Dare to hand over the things she is responsible for and leave like this."

Her tone of voice was neither high nor low, she just restrained her smile and looked over coldly.

"..."

There was silence.

Tong Yao didn't know what happened.

It was Ji Yuanting who came over and said in a low voice, "Boss, something happened to her family, her brother was in a car accident, so she left in a hurry, the rest of the work is not as good as..."

Tong Yao hurriedly got up and said, "I have participated in everything that Sister Li Ran is responsible for. Is there something wrong? Leave it to me."

"Come in with me," Gu Qingyun eased his expression and glanced at Tong Yao.

After Tong Yao followed up in the meeting room, she helped proofread the materials and revised the details discussed in the previous small meeting.She didn't know what happened to Li Ran's family, and she was so sloppy.

Tong Yao finished quickly.

There were only the two of them in the huge conference room.

Gu Qingyun was flipping through the documents in his hand, his brows were downcast, and it seemed that he had no bad emotions anymore.

"..."

Tong Yao was distracted, and suddenly remembered that in the past, Gu Qingyun was sitting in this conference room, holding a meeting decently, and at the same time fiddled with herself.

Think about it.

Tong Yao put her hand on her thigh and touched it a few times.

Gu Qingyun didn't respond.

She raised her eyes and saw that Gu Qingyun's page-turning speed had obviously slowed down.

Can't help being a little proud.

After touching it a few times, he let go.

"..."

Gu Qingyun suddenly sighed softly, turned his eyes, and looked over with a smile in his eyes, while flipping through the last few pages of information, he said slowly, "Some people are not promising, they just like to get a little bit of money. "

Tong Yao: "...?"

This is in the conference room.

Is there any other big deal for her? !

Tong Yao stared blankly at her flipping through the last page of information in her hand.

In the next second, Gu Qingyun leaned over, clasped her chin lightly, and kissed her lips.

Tong Yao's eyes widened for a moment.

He wanted to push her away, but he didn't really want to refuse in his heart, his lips parted with her kiss, his hand rested on her shoulder, and then hooked her neck, his mind was tense.

crazy.

In this conference room, someone could push the door and come in at any time.

"..."

Tong Yao's eyelashes trembled slightly, and then she gradually forgot where she was at this moment in her kiss.

—

The next morning.

Gu Qingyun was half asleep and half awake, and habitually wanted to wrap his arms around the waist of the person around him, but in vain.

She opened her eyes and took out her phone to check the time.

It's half an hour before the alarm clock goes to work.

Gu Qingyun got up and found Tong Yao sitting at the table ready to draw.

"Huh?" Tong Yao looked up and saw her standing at the door, "It's ready in the morning, go and eat. You came back late last night, and I forgot to say... I asked for leave today and won't go to the company. "

"what happened?"

"Party A is pressing these paintings so hard that I will not be able to submit them in time," Tong Yao said pitifully, frowning, "so I had to take a day off to concentrate on catching up with the progress."

"Okay," Gu Qingyun leaned against the door with his arms folded, without changing his pajamas, nodded his head, ready to go back to wash, and said casually, "The manager really likes you."

Tong Yao snorted, and hurriedly asked: "You don't want to scold others, do you? She doesn't know about our relationship. My personal leave is approved by the formal process, and the salary will be deducted..."

"Use yourself to judge others," Gu Qingyun stopped in his tracks, paused for a few seconds, then frowned and added, "The heart of a villain!"

Tong Yao said "Oh" and said with a smile, "So I'm just jealous and I'm popular."

Gu Qingyun stood still when he heard the words, raising his eyebrows to look at her with a smile or not.

did not speak.

Tong Yao blurted out: "My wife, I was wrong!"

In fact, the company's benefits are good. If she just takes a sick leave note from the hospital, she doesn't even have to deduct her wages for the day.

"I know," Gu Qingyun sighed, "You draw slowly, I just woke up this morning and you weren't here so..."

She reacted, and stopped the second half of the sentence in time.

Turned his head and walked away quickly.

"..."

Tong Yao sat there in a daze, and after a while, raised her hand to press her cheek stiff with laughter.

Then, in the future, no matter how fast you are, wait for Gu Qingyun to get up together.

—

These paintings were urgently requested, because they were from the old owner and they were for decoration of the children's welfare institution, so Tong Yao accepted them without thinking too much.Since she accepted it, she didn't want to draw carelessly.

After painting at home all day, she felt dissatisfied and scrapped many drafts.

Watercolor cartoon, childish, cute and warm.

With such a simple requirement, I obviously have no reason not to draw it well.But it's just drawing one piece of waste.

The more Tong Yao paints, the worse her mood becomes.

When she can't draw, she usually doesn't continue. It will be much smoother to continue after a few days of rest.

But now time is tight, and today I deliberately asked for leave to paint at home.

Tong Yao felt a little unwilling to play like this, so she reluctantly drew for a while.

"..."

After a while, Tong Yao crumpled up the drawing and threw it into the trash can, cleared the table, and lay down on the table weakly.

Otherwise, it's time to push it away...

Tong Yao looked at the relatively new environment in front of her, thinking, could it be that she changed to a better place and she wasn't used to it?I used to huddle on the small desk in the rental house to draw, but it was easy——

Suddenly the sound of keys was heard.

Tong Yao stood up, wondering if she was hallucinating.

When he came out, he found that Gu Qingyun had returned.

"..."

Gu Qingyun stood there awkwardly, smiled crookedly, "How is the painting?"

Tong Yao only felt that the whole world was turned on.

She ran over, a little too excited, and almost knocked down Gu Qingyun who was changing shoes.

"Why did you come back so early? Baby—"

"Don't call me that!" Gu Qingyun's upturned lips were stiff for half a second, and he gave her a fierce look, and the roots of his ears were stained with pink.

She put the packed meal in her hand on the small bar, then untied the hands around her waist and explained, "Anyway, I have nothing to do, so I came back early."

"Oh," Tong Yao smiled heartlessly, her lips pressed against the lingering kiss on the back of her neck, and she glanced at the food, "The master is here to feed her little pet..."

"What's wrong with you... let go..."

Gu Qingyun was so weak from her kiss, turned sideways, couldn't help pushing her away with a smile and said, "Are you so happy today?"

"You have to know, artist..." Tong Yao, who called herself an artist, couldn't help laughing with guilt, and reluctantly continued, "Artists always have a low period of creation. I didn't draw half of the paintings in the morning. I feel that Jiang Lang is exhausted. But as soon as I saw you, the bottle of inspiration started to bubbling and bubbling."

Gu Qingyun didn't answer, and squeezed her face with a smile, "You are really good at sweet talk!"

"I'm stating the facts," Tong Yao stared, then looked at her with a smile and bent eyes, "I'm my muse alone. Alright, I'm going to draw!"

After speaking, she turned and went into the room.

Gu Qingyun laughed silently on the spot for a while.

After thinking about it, he followed up and asked, "Can I watch you draw?"

"..."

"There used to be a leader who threatened me that I would be dismissed from the part-time job," Tong Yao tucked her hands into her sleeves, watching Gu Qingyun lay out the drawing paper for herself, and couldn't help laughing, "Now she just turns a blind eye and closes her eyes." Only one eye."

"It's not about turning a blind eye and closing one eye." Gu Qingyun chuckled, found a rubber band in a drawer, stood behind her, and brushed up her loose hair that slightly blocked her eyes, "This is called changing the course. The system changes with the times. What do you say?"