Who kidnapped the president's baby brother

"Are you kidding me?" Nie Qingyue stared at the bowl Song Yanhe put down, "Didn't you say you want side dishes? Which one here is not a side dish, why do you just drink porridge?"

Nie Qingyue slapped the chopsticks in his hand on the table, "Do you not even need to eat in the future, and you will be full through photosynthesis?"

He had been eating vegetarian food with the old Taoist priest, but the old Taoist priest didn't even eat vegetarian food. He only drank porridge and said he was full.

"Well, I don't mean to be disrespectful to the Immortal, but..." Song Yanhe felt worried. He really shouldn't be picky and picky when the Immortal is in charge of the food, but he really can't cook these few dishes!

"Shangxian, have you tried this dish? It seems... broken..."

"This is sauerkraut! It's sour!"

"Ah? There's something else like this?... Then this one, Shangxian, I don't eat meat..."

"This is vegetarian chicken, made of beans. Do you know beans? Beans!"

"Beans...can be made into something like this? Well, but I really can't eat this, I'm a vegetarian..."

"This one is vegetarian, Pleurotus eryngii, aren't mushrooms vegetarian?"

I don't know if Nie Qingyue's chef's cooking methods are too delicate, or Song Yanhe is too unfamiliar with these ingredients, so he admits to being wrong in every one of them. Angrily, Nie Qingyue explained them one by one and forced him to taste them one by one.

Song Yanhe obediently picked up the chopsticks and tasted them one by one, raised his eyebrows one by one, and finally put down the chopsticks and shouted that it was delicious.

Nie Qingyue watched him eat without hesitation, and the air of being tricked just now in his heart had already dissipated.It's just that the fact that the old Taoist didn't know each other gave him a headache.

"Shangxian, what do you mean by 'photosynthesis' just now?" Song Yanhe asked sincerely, blinking at Nie Qingyue with bright eyes.

Nie Qingyue had a headache again after hearing this, but what was different from before was that the headache now seemed to be a burden, but he wished for more.

Nie Qingyue picked up the phone, "Emily, ask the R&D department when the things will be delivered."

"Mr. Nie, I just asked. The R&D department is conducting a test, and it can be completed before get off work today."

When Nie Qingyue was on the phone, he was talking to Emily, but his eyes were fixed on Song Yanhe. This made Song Yanhe intuit that something related to him, and suddenly became more curious, tilting his head and looking at Nie Qingyue.

Nie Qingyue suddenly realized that he couldn't keep looking at him, so he lowered his eyes in embarrassment, and tapped the edge of the plate with his chopsticks, "What are you looking at, your hair is too long, it's almost falling into the plate! I'll get it done in the afternoon .”

Song Yanhe hurriedly looked down, a strand of hair mischievously slid from his back to his chest, almost touching the plate.

"Well, can you not cut your hair?" He has already noticed that the people around him have short hair, but he is still not used to it if he is really asked to cut his hair short.

"Whatever you want!" Nie Qingyue said in a bad tone, distracted by looking down at something on the phone, without giving Song Yanhe a glance.

It's enough to attract people, and you have long hair, you can't wait to attract others to look at you more, don't you?You can cut it or not!Let's see who dares to look at you more!

Song Yanhe groaned in his heart, he was fine when he was eating just now, Shangxian stared at him and told him to eat this and that, is he angry now, he doesn't even look at him?Shangxian didn't look like this when he woke up in the morning. His clothes didn't fit easily, and Shangxian helped him tidy them himself.

Song Yanhe suddenly felt that something was missing, probably Shangxian was angry that he didn't understand the principle of following the Romans and doing as the Romans do, and said in a low voice, "Then, go."

Nie Qingyue didn't expect Song Yanhe to agree. He thought that people like old Taoists paid attention to their parents, but he was happy to see Song Yanhe agree to cut his hair short. He immediately took the bowl and chopsticks and took Song Yanhe out.

Nie Qingyue has already experienced it during the two visits to the mall. When Song Yanhe didn't meet the people who were peeking at him, he was busy looking around. His eyes were full of curious little stars. Every glance was like a painting. Son, when he accidentally met someone's eyes, Song Yanhe politely nodded and smiled at the other person, and the amorous look at the corners of his brows and eyes made many little girls blush and heartbeat along the way.

Nie Qingyue thought to himself, after all, Song Yanhe was a fair-looking, tall and tall man, but he wore this long hair, which attracted people who didn't look at him to look at it more.After looking at the hair, others will inevitably want to look at the face, and it is even more endless to look at the face.Now, if you cut your hair short, it won't always be so attractive.

Too bad the idea only lasted until they came out of the styling studio.

Nie Qingyue brought Song Yanhe to this "Yingliu" modeling studio, which ranks first in the whole province and even the whole country. Many celebrities want to invite the stylists here to do their own styling. You can often see it when you walk around in it. Seeing a few familiar faces on TV, most people have to wait for an appointment before they can come in with money in their pockets.

Nie Qingyue felt that the styles of the biggest stylists here were too monstrous, so he found a more regular stylist, thinking that it would be enough to be a similar one. Who knew that the assistant of the stylist was a little boy in his early twenties, As soon as he saw Song Yanhe, his eyes lit up, he was very attentive, he introduced him here and there, and rushed to help Song Yanhe wash his hair.When the stylist came, he was on the sidelines and planned to perm Song Yanhe's hair. Song Yanhe didn't know this much, so he let the stylist handle it.

"Brother, you can just call me Awei, the water is a bit hot, don't you want some coffee juice or something?"

"Don't bother, I'll just drink water, thank you little brother."

"Brother, let me tell you, look at this." Awei took a magazine, "This season Yusheng is the hottest actor right now, and his hairstyle is absolutely suitable for you. My teacher did it like this Air perm is good, not stiff at all, very natural! You can take care of it normally, you don’t need to dye his color, it’s too jumpy, black is good, and when you’re done, cut the bangs a little bit thinner, oops Damn, with a face like yours, you will be treated as a big star when you go out and keep it safe."

He lowered his voice again and approached Song Yanhe, "Brother, you look better than him. Really, I have been working here for several years, and I have never seen you so beautiful."

Awei served tea and water, and called Song Yanhe "brother" to the left and "brother" to the right. It looks like a magazine cover actor.

After Nie Qingyue signed the five-figure bill, he regretted it as soon as he went out.

The Yingliu studio is inside the clubhouse, and there are several sofas and coffee tables at the door for the guests of the clubhouse to rest.A few scouts and managers who were chatting there gave each other questioning looks when they saw Nie Qingyue and Song Yanhe coming out.

"Which family is this newcomer? Why haven't I seen him with such good conditions?"

"Oh, the tall guy next to him looks familiar."

"That young one, it's ok, his looks can kill those little dolls who just held him by a few blocks."

Several scouts looked back and forth between the two of them for a few seconds, and finally, two of them couldn't help but stood up and took out their business cards, "Young man, which company do you work for?"

Wang Daqiao led a few people to guard the door. When he saw someone coming up, the boss's face was very smelly. He immediately stood up and separated Song Yanhe from the scout like a wall, leading the boss and Song Yan. He got into the car.

Nie Qingyue sat across from Song Yanhe again, watching him shake his head unaccustomedly, and occasionally couldn't help reaching out to touch his hair.

Song Yanhe raised his eyes to look at Nie Qingyue, and said sadly, "Shangxian, it seems that I am like this..."

"It's not wrong, it's pretty good." It's really good, and it's more attractive than before the cut!If it wasn't for Song Yanhe's effort to wash his hair, he agreed to Ah Wei's hair perm, and he couldn't refute Song Yanhe's face, so he wouldn't agree to him being dressed like this...pretty showy!That's right, it's all about the beauty!

"Is it really good?" Hearing what Nie Qingyue said, Song Yanhe felt relieved.Since Shangxian thinks there is no problem, then so be it.

"Yes." Nie Qingyue knocked on the front seat, "Go home directly."

The housekeeper got the order and prepared a table of all kinds of vegetarian dishes. Under Nie Qingyue's watchful eye, he showed Song Yanhe the raw materials for cooking one by one, lest he would treat them as meat and refuse to eat them.

Song Yanhe sat in a dignified manner and watched the old housekeeper introduce everything. At the end, he stood up and cupped his hands in thanks.

Nie Qingyue stared blankly.Song Yanhe used to have long hair and didn't feel it on his back. Now that his hair is cut short, the lines of his shoulders, back, and waist can be seen at a glance. Although he is still thin, he does not have the air of a 20-year-old boy. .

"Sir, this is from Secretary Ai, saying that you are in a hurry." The butler handed over a beautifully packaged and heavy paper box.

Nie Qingyue quickly realized, took the paper box and pushed it in front of Song Yanhe, "Open it and have a look."

"Well," Song Yanhe put down his chopsticks, wiped his hands with the towel at hand, and opened the paper box.

There was a round box among the colorful paper ribbons. Song Yanhe carefully took out the round box and put it on the table and slowly opened it.

A pair of glasses and a tablet computer lay quietly in the box.

The glasses are rimless, only the temples and bridge are made of ultra-light metal, painted a light blue.There is also a small in-ear earphone next to the glasses, only the size of a button. The unique design prevents it from falling off without being hung on the auricle. The color is the same as the frame, a breezy blue.

"It's for you, take it and have a look." Nie Qingyue took out a stack of instructions at the bottom of the box.The cover is a photo of Song Yanhe wearing a light blue suit and leaning on the railing on the 27th floor of the group looking into the distance. He is slightly facing the warm glow of the setting sun, which has an unrealistic beauty.

Looking at the clothes on Song Yanhe in the photo, it should be taken by Emily with her mobile phone yesterday for the R&D department as a reference.Nie Qingyue couldn't help but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, this photo was taken really well, and Emily will wash it out and put it on his desk later.

As soon as this idea popped up, Nie Qingyue's hands froze while turning the pages.

He actually wanted to put the photo of the old Taoist priest on his desk.

Those who can put photos on the desk are either family members or... lovers.

Nie Qingyue felt thirsty in his throat, as if something was about to come out. He raised his teacup and drank it, but it still couldn't relieve it. He drank two more cups, which caused the old housekeeper to come forward and ask, "Sir, is the food too salty?"

Nie Qingyue shook his head, "It's not about the food."

"Is that how you wear it?" Song Yanhe has seen many people wearing glasses in the past few days, so he picked them up and put them on, showing them to Nie Qingyue.He picked up the small earphone again, "What is this for?"

"Earphones, put them on your ears."

"Well," Song Yanhe tried several times to put it on, and it was wrong. He didn't put it in correctly. The earphones didn't fit the ears, and they fell off as soon as he let go. Fortunately, he reacted very quickly, and he caught it firmly with a light pinch of his fingers.

Nie Qingyue drank a few cups of tea to recover, looked at the manual, stood up and squeezed the small earphone from Song Yanhe's hand, "Don't move, I'll put it on for you."

Nie Qingyue adjusted the angle of the earphones, reached out to put the earphones on Song Yanhe, and touched Song Yanhe's cheek with his palm.

Damn it, this old Taoist's face... is so slippery!

Nie Qingyue turned his eyes away, and spent his whole life not looking at Song Yanhe's face, only focusing on the earphone in his hand and Song Yanhe's ears.However, the back of the ears and neck that Song Yanhe had been covered by his long hair before was now fully exposed under his short hair. It was an area as white as his cheeks, and Nie Qingyue could even imagine their touch.Panicked, he hurriedly put it on Song Yanhe according to the instructions in the instruction manual, and let go of his hand and let out a sigh of relief.

The earphones are temperature-sensitive and pressure-sensitive, and the in-ear automatically activates the switch, "Drip."

"What voice!" Song Yanhe was startled.

"It should be the sound in the earphones, it's just a program, don't panic."

"Activating, please wait."

"Nie's Group's data analysis program has been launched."

"Nie's Group's internal positioning system has been activated."

"Associated with host."

"It has been bound to the user, and the data is being collected, please wait."

"The target person in sight, Nie Qingyue. Heart rate 110, blood pressure 90/145, body temperature 37.2 degrees Celsius. The data is slightly higher than normal."

"Preliminary analysis: Adrenaline secretion is abnormal, and the analysis results have been transmitted to the host."