spring duck

"Senior, what are you looking at?" Han Qinyun went downstairs and saw Qu Yao seemed to be looking at something.

Qu Yao's expression returned to normal, and his eyes glanced elsewhere: "Just take a look."

Han Qinyun saw that he was fascinated just now, and now he felt a little uncomfortable, thinking that he had taken a fancy to the collection in the glass cabinet, and said with a smile: "The cabinet is full of collections bought by my great-grandfather in the early years, senior. Whoever is interested, I can introduce it to you." The tone was relaxed and natural, and those who didn't know it couldn't tell that the two of them had broken up in the past, just like a primary school boy facing his senior.

"No, I'm not interested in collecting." Qu Yao refused.

"The senior..." Han Qinyun sat next to Qu Yao, looking at him with burning eyes, his voice trembling slightly: "Are you still interested in me...?" Those eyes were shining with anticipation, just like when he asked Qu Yao back then. It was the same when Qu Yao confessed.

Qu Yao frowned: "Sorry, I'm not interested in the fashion industry either." He was referring to Han Qinyun's model status.

Han Qinyun smiled bleakly: "That's right, you didn't like my job in the past, and you probably don't like it even more now."

Qu Yao remained silent, he didn't want to explain too much.Qu Yao has never had any concept of professional discrimination, but he doesn't like Han Qinyun eating, drinking and laughing with the brand just for a show, allowing the other party to touch him.

Han Qinyun sighed, looking rather sad: "Senior, I haven't called you this name for a long time, the reason why I call you cheeky is, because I don't know what to call you after breaking up, I don't want to be like other people I, I can't bear you to be called 'Mr. Qu' by someone like that, I... I'm not used to you not loving me anymore."

He raised his head to look at Qu Yao, his eyes were slightly red, and his eyes were full of regret: "I know, no one is so kind to me except the senior, but I can't help it... Senior, we can't be lovers , go back to the time when we first met, we can still be friends, and you are still the senior who cared about me back then, okay?"

Qu Yao listened silently, not knowing what kind of medicine Han Qinyun was selling in the gourd, and finally pulled out his hand, not at all procrastinating: "You are indeed my junior, if you don't feel uncomfortable, you can call it that, but since we There are already people around, so it's better to be careful."

Han Qinyun was worried, and bit his lower lip slightly: "Senior, did your aunt force you to marry after the breakup, so you just found someone to deal with her?"

"We were together before my mother knew about it." We had sex before my mother knew about it, Qu Yao thought.

Han Qinyun was in a hurry: "Senior, 'together' means like we did before, it's not just finding an mb from a bar and calling them together!"

How did he know Jiang Lai's background?

Qu Yao's face darkened: "Are you investigating me?"

Han Qinyun immediately bit his lower lip and remained silent.Han Qinyun naturally had his own way to know about this.

The model industry is very deep, and they are all a group of beautiful and good-looking boys. Some male models in the industry have taken this shortcut to kill two birds with one stone before becoming famous.After all, this can not only make a lot of money, but also quickly get to know some big bosses. As for the black material after becoming famous, the big bosses will help them clean up. Although there is a risk of being picked up, how can there be no fame and fortune? What about the risks? .

"People like them may not get any disease, and they will continue to squeeze money from you. My uncle and aunt will worry about you. Aren't you afraid that your aunt's body will not be able to bear it?" Han Qinyun said earnestly , completely ignoring what Qu Yao said just now.

Qu Yao squinted his eyes, our little duck is greedy for money, is blatantly greedy, clearly marked the price, and compares pennies and pennies, he is really not worried that Jiang Lai is a commercial liar: "Don't worry about it, I'm the only one here." It's him. It was a little duck before, and that was also the only little duck that he slept with alone.

Han Qinyun's body trembled a little, he was very sensitive, and thought Qu Yao was talking about the fact that he often had dinner with Vice President Liu before they broke up: "I said that it was a normal work relationship back then, so you just take a The duck that can be fucked if you give me money humiliates me?"

There was the sound of a door opening upstairs.

"Grandpa, you don't have to see me off. You have a good rest. If you want to chat with someone, just call me and I'll accompany you." Jiang Lai's soft youthful voice came down from upstairs.

Mr. Han laughed heartily: "That's good, welcome to visit us often, kid."

Han Qinyun's face was sullen when he heard this laughter. The old man hadn't been so happy for a long time, or in other words, the old man had never smiled at him like this.

Jiang Lai went downstairs and looked at the two people from a distance. It seemed that the atmosphere was very intense.Jiang Lai didn't move forward, hesitating whether to call Mr.

Qu Yao glanced at Jiang Lai, lowered his voice and whispered to Han Qinyun, "I'm really not afraid that they will know." Han Qinyun's body trembled slightly.

"Come, let's go." Qu Yao looked at Jiang Lai with soft eyes.

Jiang Lai immediately straightened his body with a sigh of relief, and his goosebumps fell all over the floor when he called out "Come here", what's wrong?The talk broke down?Jealous?Jiang Lai silently passed by Han Qinyun who was not looking very well, hesitating whether to say goodbye.

Seeing Jiang Lai's little duck staring at Han Qinyun openly, Qu Yao pulled him over: "Let's go."

"Oh." Jiang Lai thought it would be better for him not to speak, and followed Qu Yao out the door.

Jiang Lai sat in the car, looked at Qu Yao's gloomy face, and whispered, "Sir."

"Why?" Qu Yao's temper was not very good.

Jiang Lai was a little embarrassed: "Sir, don't worry, if you want to get back together with Mr. Han, I will never pester you, as long as you settle the money."

Qu Yao's face darkened even more: "I won't get back together with him."

Jiang Lai was afraid that Qu Yao would be embarrassed, so he continued: "Sir, don't be embarrassed, although there are many married men in our bar, my thinking is still very traditional, and I will never covet the position of the rightful owner. It's professional ethics."

Tradition shit.

Qu Yao was annoyed that this little duck couldn't say anything nice, so she stretched out her hand to pinch Jiang Lai's chin and kissed her, forcing her to shut up.

Jiang Lai's cheeks were slightly flushed, and he whispered coquettishly, "Sir..."

The atmosphere in the car was a bit ambiguous, Qu Yao raised the corners of his mouth, and was just about to ask: "Heh, man, do you still dare to play hard to get?"

Jiang Lai's eyes lit up, and he quickly took out his mobile phone from his pocket to find the QR code for payment: "Sir, is the car #shocking? The price is clearly marked, and there is no deception."

Qu Yao gritted her teeth: "Get lost!"