Divorce without killing!

At the end of autumn, the weather is getting colder every day, and winter gradually begins.

In the office, Yan Bailiang remembered that Chu Heng only wore a shirt and a suit when he went out in the morning, and always felt that he would be cold.

Coupled with the sudden rain at noon and the cold wind blowing, Yan Bailiang couldn't sit still even more.

In fact, as long as you can find someone to send clothes to Chu Heng, Yan Bailiang feels like he is suffering from lovesickness, and he starts to miss him after not seeing him for a long time.

So get ready to go.

Without taking a break at noon, he finished all the things to be done in the afternoon, arranged everything that should be arranged, got up, put on his coat and took the car keys.

Going home first, I fetched clothes and a scarf for Chu Heng, and drove the car excitedly along the way.

Wang Li and the aunt at the front desk are now roughly familiar with Yan Bailiang, knowing that he must be looking for their Principal Xiao Chu, and immediately said enthusiastically: "Principal Chu is usually on the fourth floor, if he is not there, he should be in Studio 302 inside."

Yan Bailiang smiled gracefully at them, said thank you, walked past the front desk, and walked into the elevator.

Go to the fourth floor first, the office on the fourth floor is empty, Chu Heng is not there.

Yan Bailiang also knew that when Chu Heng was free, he would go to learn painting with the teacher here.

So he took the clothes and scarf again, turned around and went to the third floor.

In Studio 302, Chu Heng is sitting in front of a canvas, holding a paintbrush in his right hand and a wooden palette in his left hand. The canvas is a distant view.

A flaming maple forest, a clear river flows in front of the maple forest, and there are light clouds in the sky.

Only then did Chu Heng outline the general frame of the picture, and he was painting the first layer of color.

He holds a pen in his right hand and paints on it very seriously.

Standing next to him is the new art teacher Zhou Feng, who is patiently guiding him.

Zhou Feng is one year older than Chu Heng, and they are similar in age, and it is easier to communicate with each other, so Chu Heng sometimes goes to him when he wants to learn painting when he has nothing to do.

Chu Heng dipped the paintbrush on the palette again, and then continued to paint on the canvas.

Zhou Feng bent down suddenly, grabbed the paintbrush in his hand, and said seriously: "You are not doing the coloring right."

Chu Heng looked up in doubt and asked, "What's wrong?"

"You don't have a sense of layering in the coloring like this, and you can't express the feeling of the maple forest from far to near." Zhou Feng said, bending over, moved his hand from the brush to Chu Heng's, and taught him.

Chu Heng studied hard, but suddenly, he felt a chill behind his back, and when he turned around, he froze for a moment.

Yan Bailiang stood at the door with a smile on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes could kill people.

Not only was Chu Heng penetrated a bit, but Zhou Feng immediately let go of Chu Heng's hand, stood up hastily, and said to Chu Heng in embarrassment, "Principal Chu, then I'll go first."

Chu Heng said woodenly, "Yes."

After Zhou Feng left, Yan Bailiang smiled at him, and then walked slowly towards Chu Heng.

Chu Heng was inexplicably flustered, obviously he didn't do anything, but he got up from the stool immediately.

"Little painter, did you draw this?" Yan Bailiang walked over and asked.

Chu Heng said, "Yes."

"Why can't you see what is drawn?" Yan Bailiang raised his eyebrows and asked.

Chu Heng didn't realize that he was being picky at first, so he answered seriously: "A maple forest, there is a small river in front, and there are a few clouds floating in the air."

"What about trees, rivers, and clouds?" Yan Bailiang frowned and said, "Why do I only see red, green, and blue?"

Chu Heng: "..."

Yan Bailiang sat down on Chu Heng's stool just now, then continued to stare at the canvas, and said, "Then it seems that your teacher just now is not good enough, otherwise why would he teach you to paint like this? "

After he finished speaking, he turned around and looked at Chu Heng with a smile.

The first time Chu Heng discovered that Yan Bailiang had such a vicious tongue, he was about to explain to him seriously that oil paintings are all drawn step by step in this way. You can see what is painted by slowly coloring.

But before he could explain, Yan Bailiang suddenly turned cold and stared at him.

Chu Heng was stunned for a moment, then held back his words.

Yan Bailiang got up, put the thick coat in his hand on Chu Heng's body, and then wrapped the scarf around his neck. His movements were very gentle, but his face was dark all the time, and he said coldly: "I'm afraid You are cold, so I bring you some clothes."

Chu Heng said in a daze, "Oh."

Yan Bailiang glanced at him, "Seeing that you are so unwelcome, then I will go back."

Chu Heng hurriedly said, "I'm not welcome."

In the past, when he said this sentence, Yan Bailiang would definitely not leave, but today Yan Bailiang really turned around and left as if he didn't hear it.

Chu Heng froze on the ground stupidly. He heard the footsteps leaving in the corridor. He didn't realize it until the sound disappeared completely. Was Yan Bailiang jealous just now?

When it was time to get off work in the afternoon, Chu Heng became anxious, knowing that Yan Bailiang was angry with him today, and was a little worried whether he would come to pick him up from get off work.

Usually, Chu Heng waited for the other employees to leave before he went down, but today he packed his things and went downstairs before the time really came.

He couldn't sit still in the hall on the first floor, so he went directly to stand by the roadside, and after waiting for a while, he finally saw Yan Bailiang's car.

Not the usual black one, but the white one in the garage.

But no matter which car it was, as long as he saw that it was Yan Bailiang's car, Chu Heng felt relieved, and thought about explaining it to him when he was on the way.

It's okay, just explain it.

But what Chu Heng didn't expect was that the car belonged to Yan Bailiang, but he wasn't driving it.

Chu Heng blushed happily and opened the car door, only to see that the person in the driver's seat was Yan Bailiang's driver, Lao Liang.

Chu Heng frowned, and couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

Lao Liang saw what he wanted to ask, and said proactively, "Boss Yan said he has other things to do, so let me come pick you up."

Chu Heng said: "Thank you for your hard work." Then he closed the co-pilot's door embarrassingly, and opened the rear door.

Chu Heng was holding out hope. He felt that even if Yan Bailiang got jealous and angry, he would still be waiting for him at home, so his mood hadn't completely dropped yet.

After returning, he went directly to the study on the second floor to search around. According to the past, Yan Bailiang would go to the study when he was in a bad mood.

But today he was not there, so Chu Heng came back and looked around on the first floor, but he was still not there.

He thought of what Old Liang had said again, and felt that it was not just perfunctory, so he took a shower first, then sat and waited on the sofa in the living room, and sent Yan Bailiang a few messages during the period, but they didn't reply.

It wasn't until nine o'clock that Yan Bailiang still didn't come back, that Chu Heng really started to panic.

He fidgeted with his mobile phone, and was about to make a direct call when the door was suddenly opened from the outside with a bang.

Chu Heng was a little nervous, and immediately got up and said dryly, "You're back."

Yan Bailiang walked in from the door, carrying a bag in his hand, glanced at Chu Heng, and asked, "Have you finished your bath?"

Chu Heng couldn't tell if he hated him for not waiting for him to come back to wash together, or if he simply asked, and replied stiffly: "Yes, yes."

Yan Bailiang walked over, and instead of sitting on the same sofa with Chu Heng, he sat opposite him.

This made Chu Heng feel even more uncomfortable and uneasy. He was a little dazed and didn't know what to do. He didn't want to explain what he planned to meet in the meeting, but he wouldn't say it now.

Yan Bailiang sat down, leaned back on the sofa, and asked him coldly: "Have you had dinner yet?"

Chu Heng answered honestly: "No."

Yan Bailiang raised his eyes and looked at him with some dissatisfaction, "Why don't you eat? Didn't I let Lao Liang tell you to eat first?"

Chu Heng's mind was in a mess, did Lao Liang say that?He couldn't remember clearly, so he was still standing on the ground, a little at a loss.

Yan Bailiang looked at him coldly for a while, but suddenly said: "I didn't eat either."

"..." Chu Heng looked at him suddenly, his heart was churning.

"Go and change your clothes." Yan Bailiang said again.

Chu Heng felt that his IQ was suddenly a little behind, so he didn't turn the corner, and asked him in a daze, "What are you doing changing clothes?"

"Go out to eat." Yan Bailiang got up, came over and rubbed his head.

Chu Heng felt that Yan Bailiang was not angry anymore, so he asked again: "Then why haven't you eaten yet?"

Yan Bailiang whispered in his ear, "Secret, you'll know it after you change your clothes and come out."

Chu Heng's ears were itchy, and his heart felt like it was about to bloom. He immediately turned around and went back to the bedroom to change clothes.

He quickly changed his clothes and came out, then asked curiously, "Can I tell now?"

Yan Bailiang got up from the sofa and said, "Close your eyes first."

Chu Heng was full of anticipation and closed it immediately.

Then he heard Yan Bailiang seemed to take something out of the bag, and was about to open his eyes, Yan Bailiang said again: "Don't open it, you won't give it if you open it."

Chu Heng immediately closed his eyes tightly again, feeling that Yan Bailiang wrapped a very soft and warm thing around his neck, as if helping him straighten it up.

After a while, Yan Bailiang said, "You can open your eyes now."

Chu Heng lowered his head and found that it was a light gray scarf tied around his neck. I don't know what material it was made of, but it felt soft and warm to the touch.

Chu Heng asked pleasantly, "You bought it?"

President Yan seemed to hesitate for a moment, and said, "I knitted it."

"..."

Chu Heng held his breath, almost spit it out in shock, and asked for a long time, "Really, really?"

Seeing President Yan for the first time seemed to be a little embarrassed, he turned his head and said, "Yes."

Now there is no need to ask anymore, Chu Heng knew what Yan Bailiang had been doing all afternoon and evening, why he didn't even eat, the reason turned out to be knitting a scarf for himself.

Chu Heng was a little curious about where he went to weave?want to ask.

Yan Bailiang said: "When I saw a store, I originally wanted to go in and buy you one, but the clerk said that it would be better to weave it by hand, which is meaningful."

When Chu Heng thought that a man as big as Yan Bailiang went to learn how to weave a scarf, he wanted to laugh, but he felt warm in his heart, and said seriously, "Thank you."

Yan Bailiang wanted to change the subject, grabbed his hand and said, "Go out for dinner."

Chu Heng nodded obediently, "En."

The cold wind outside suddenly blew harder than at noon, but with this scarf, Chu Heng didn't know if he was acting on his heart, so he really didn't feel cold.

During the meal, he remembered that he had to explain the day's affairs to Yan Bailiang, took a sip of his drink, and said abruptly: "I really have nothing to do with him, he just taught me how to draw."

But I didn't expect that Yan Bailiang's face, which had finally turned sunny, would immediately turn cloudy again, with a cold face: "Really, why did I catch my hands?"

Chu Heng: "..."

After holding back, he said in a low voice, "Then I...don't let people touch my hands anymore, okay?"

Seeing that his introspective attitude was not bad, Yan Bailiang's face softened again, and he raised his eyebrows and asked, "What else?"

Chu Heng thought for a while, and then said, "Are you not allowed to touch your face and hair?"

Yan Bailiang continued to ask: "What else?"

Chu Heng gritted his teeth, and this time he simply said, "From now on, you won't be allowed to touch your whole body."

Sure enough, President Yan was satisfied now. He leaned over slightly, and holding the scarf around Chu Heng's neck, he said, "What you say, you have to do what you say."

"Of course," he added, "except for you, I won't let anyone touch my whole body from now on."

This is very fair, Chu Heng felt that he had nothing to say.

But after a few mouthfuls of food, he suddenly remembered something, and asked seriously, "What about shaking hands?"

In fact, Chu Heng usually does not meet many people who need to shake hands. He is mainly worried about Yan Bailiang.

President Yan has to discuss cooperation with others almost every day, and often attends various receptions. The etiquette of shaking hands is inevitable.

Yan Bailiang was eating, and when Chu Heng asked him such a serious question, he almost spit out. He was just teasing Chu Heng, but he didn't expect Chu Heng to take it seriously.Lifting his head and holding back a smile, he said, "Handshake is fine."

Chu Heng nodded solemnly and said: "Oh." Then he asked: "Then what should I do if I accidentally bump into someone else?"

Yan Bailiang finally couldn't bear it any longer, reached out and tapped him on the head, and said with a smile, "Fool, in other words, can you still take it seriously?"

Chu Heng realized that Yan Bailiang was joking with him, and suddenly felt a little stupid and embarrassed.

Yan Bailiang raised his head again, and this time he said to him seriously: "We all have a scale in our hearts, what is acceptable and what is not, in fact, we know it all in our hearts."

"I trust you, and I know you trust me too, so there's no need to make rules, you know?"

Chu Heng nodded, "I know."

After returning, the two were under the covers, Yan Bailiang continued the topic and asked, "What do you know?"

Chu Heng rubbed up, leaned his neck and kissed him on the face, and said, "Although there are no rules between us, we can't do things to make each other jealous."

It was rare for Yan Bailiang to see Chu Heng so enlightened, he kissed him back a few times on the face as if rewarding him, turned over, pressed him under him and kissed him.

Then I started exercising before going to bed.

The author has something to say: I don’t know what other people will do when they are jealous. Anyway, our President Yan is so fresh and refined that he knows how to knit scarves. If there is a next time, we may knit a sweater for Chu Heng again (*^__ ^*)

Thank you everyone, there are two extra episodes!