Who kidnapped the president's baby brother

"Mr. Nie, can you think of a way to delay the bidding deadline?"

Director Liu graduated from a famous school and worked in the research institute for several years. If there are technical problems, he can probably seek advice from senior experts, but this is the first time he has encountered such a thing as changing Feng Shui to drive away evil spirits .After three or four days of continuous rotation, I racked my brains and inquired many ways but couldn't find a capable person who dared to take up this task of exorcising evil spirits. Either someone who was a bit famous didn't dare to take it up, or someone who was unreliable was more like taking advantage of the fire to swindle money.Seeing that the land would be photographed in two days, Director Liu had no choice but to make a phone call with the heart of thanking Nie Qingyue for his kindness.

"What's the use of you, get out!"

Nie Qingyue hung up the phone and rubbed the center of his brows, then called the executive general manager of the public relations department and the management company.

"For the land in the new district, the bid opening time has to be delayed by a week."

"This...Mr. Nie, this matter has been published in the newspapers, and the day after tomorrow..." The manager of the public relations department was worried. This is a final matter, how can he find a relationship and knock on the door.

"I invite you, do I ask you to do things, or do I ask you to tell me which things are easy to do and which things are not easy to do?"

Still the executive general manager of the management company, Zhiqu said, "Yes, Mr. Nie, don't worry, we will do our best to unblock it now."

"Well. The price and conditions of this land are there. Except for us, no local company can afford it. They will definitely have to wait until we are ready before opening the bid. Take care, let's do it."

Song Yanhe was still reading on the deck chair in the garden.As the weather got hotter, Nie Qingyue changed him to a bigger parasol, the shadow cast by him could still cover two deck chairs side by side.

Nie Qingyue opened the door and walked over, laying down beside Song Yanhe without saying a word.

Song Yanhe threw the book aside and looked at him, "Are you done? Well, it's time for lunch."

"En." Nie Qingyue only responded sullenly.

Song Yanhe thought for a while and asked, "What's on your mind?"

"Small things, don't worry too much, it's just some human relations."

Song Yanhe chuckled, "Do you have to tell me about something big? Then I'm precious. As long as it's about you, no matter if it's big or small, I'd like to know about it, and you've made it so obvious on your face that you said Small things? If you don’t tell me, I can take care of it myself.”

"Don't!" Nie Qingyue sat up and pressed his hand, "Can you give me some privacy? What did you say before, you didn't let me take your computer, you said it was privacy, and I didn't take it, now Why are you so unreasonable when it's my turn?"

Song Yanhe nodded happily, and rubbed his hair, "Ah, my Qingyue has grown up, and he still has privacy."

Nie Qingyue let go of his hand with a sigh of relief, lay back on the recliner, closed his eyes, and said in a muffled voice, "Besides, don't blame me for taking care of you."

Song Yanhe blinked at Nie Qingyue.In the past, every time he used his age to talk about things, Nie Qingyue immediately rushed over to teach him a lesson, why is it so easy to talk about today?Is he too tired?

"Tomorrow I want to attend a lecture at the Medical University, but I haven't been there for several days."

"Well, let's go."

Song Yanhe felt even more strange. Last time Nie Qingyue said that he would be sent to the medical university, why didn't he mention it now?

"Are you taking me there?"

"Send. Huh? Tomorrow?" Nie Qingyue came to his senses, "Don't go tomorrow, Liuchao Jinfen reopens in the evening, once you go to the Medical University and come back so late, if there is another traffic jam on the road, you won't be able to make it to the ceremony."

"Okay, let's not go then."

Nie Qingyue was obviously absent-minded, so Song Yanhe stopped talking, quietly leaned on the recliner, and put his hand on the back of Nie Qingyue's.Nie Qingyue immediately turned his hands over and interlocked his fingers, stroking Song Yanhe's fingers lightly with his thumb.

Song Yanhe smiled knowingly, and lay down with him to rest at ease.

During lunch and dinner, Song Yanhe put in all his heart and soul to serve Nie Qingyue with vegetables and tea, and almost chased him with a spoon to feed him.Seeing that Nie Qingyue was still not in good spirits, Song Yanhe asked the kitchen to add some meat dishes.

"I think that chef is quite good at cooking. Isn't it a little inferior for you to ask people to fry so many vegetarian dishes every day?"

"What do you want?"

"Ah, how about this, how about telling him to stew a chicken and I'll try it too?" Eating chicken tonic is the most common, and Song Yanhe was the first to think of it.

"No, there is bird flu."

"Then let's have a sauced beef."

"I don't want to get mad cow disease."

"Then how about stewed pork vermicelli? I heard Ohashi mention it. Serve it with rice."

It's "The Bridge" again!Nie Qingyue snorted and yelled angrily, "If you don't eat it, it's all clenbuterol! Are you reading those books for nothing? I don't know that everything is polluted now. Is eating meat the easiest way to get infected? Don't make up your mind Alright, stop eating grass for a while."

Song Yanhe couldn't think of any dish that would not violate Nie Qingyue's taboo, so he had to give up.

When Nie Qingyue was sleepy at night, Nie Qingyue's cell phone buzzed and vibrated by the bedside. Song Yanhe poked Nie Qingyue's waist and told him to answer the phone.

Nie Qingyue picked up the phone and glanced at it, then picked it up, "Say."

The person on the other end of the phone seemed to have drunk too much, and spoke in a babble, Song Yanhe didn't hear clearly.

Probably something really happened, otherwise Nie Qingyue would have scolded him because of his temper in the middle of the night.Song Yanhe fell asleep again after thinking about it. After an unknown period of time, he heard Nie Qingyue whisper in a hazy voice, "Thanks for your hard work."

The next day was the opening ceremony of the Six Dynasties Gold Powder, and the ceremony was scheduled for seven o'clock in the evening.Nie Qingyue got up early in the morning and was obviously in a good mood. He dressed Song Yanhe back and forth, and finally chose a pure white handmade three-piece suit, which was matched with a dark blue shirt. A thin gold thread was ironed on the edge of the collar. When all the buttons are buttoned, it looks like a gold thread around the neck.

"This dress is too slim," Nie Qingyue said, wrapping his arms around Song Yanhe's waist from behind, "I don't want you to go, what should I do, just pretend you don't know that there is an opening ceremony today."

Seeing that he was as talkative and frivolous as before, Song Yanhe guessed that the phone call last night settled his concerns.But since Nie Qingyue didn't mention it, he didn't want to ask too much, so as not to worry him too much, he deliberately joked, "Then I'll dress like this and go to the medical university to attend lectures."

Nie Qingyue's eyes darkened when he heard the words, and immediately took off the suit he had just put on, pressed him on the bed and gnawed hard, leaving marks all over his body where the suit could wrap him.After kissing and kissing, Nie Qingyue grabbed Song Yanhe's shoulder and asked hoarsely, "Do you want it?"

Song Yanhe couldn't take it anymore after being tortured by him, he gently rubbed his neck around Nie Qingyue's neck and said, "Think."

"Song Yanhe, do you love me?"

Song Yanhe choked, stared into Nie Qingyue's eyes, and responded sincerely, "I love you."

Nie Qingyue's heart fluttered when he heard it, and there was not a single pore in his body that was uncomfortable. He kissed Song Yanhe's soft lips again, licked and asked, "How much love?"

Song Yanhe never thought about this question, but for some reason, he said naturally, "I love you so much that I can block reincarnation for you, against the fate of heaven."

After finishing speaking, Song Yanhe was taken aback by his rebellious words, but after thinking about it, he felt that those things might really be nothing compared to Nie Qingyue.

"Does this mean you love me with your life?" Nie Qingyue licked his earlobe with a smirk, "I can't live up to your kindness, so let me fuck you to death, and I will die on you Now, when others found our bodies, we were still together, isn't it good?"

Nie Qingyue's bloody and obscene flirting blew into Song Yanhe's ears one by one. His face was so red that it reached the ears and chest, his breathing was short, and the strength of his hands on Nie Qingyue's shoulders became heavier.

Sensing Song Yanhe's affection, Nie Qingyue pushed his legs apart with his knees, overlapping their desires together, rubbing back and forth.Song Yanhe couldn't help but wrap his arms around Nie Qingyue's waist, press him tightly against his body, and begged softly, "Nie Qingyue, I want you, give it to me."

Nie Qingyue has already mastered how to make Song Yanhe relax to accommodate his majestic entry.The two of them worked tirelessly on the bed all morning, and he changed different postures, each time making Song Yanhe forget all the etiquette and shame and cry Nie Qingyue's name, reaching the peak presumptuously.

It wasn't until Song Yanhe really cried and begged for mercy that Nie Qingyue let him go, licked his back and said, "I will definitely die on your body in the end."

Song Yanhe lay motionless on the bed, and replied with a sullen head, "I must have died under you then."

Nie Qingyue laughed out loud when he heard this, and couldn't stop laughing for a while, but just as he was about to stop and saw Song Yanhe lying there with no strength to move, he laughed so hard that his stomach hurt again.

Song Yanhe turned his face away with difficulty, looked at him and smiled, and couldn't help laughing when he looked at him.

When Nie Qingyue had laughed enough, he picked up Song Yanhe and took a bath.Song Yanhe resigned himself to lying in the bathtub, leaning weakly on Nie Qingyue's chest, and suddenly looked at the ceiling and said, "Oh, can I still go at night?"

Nie Qingyue laughed again when he heard this.

Song Yanhe said to himself, "Can I still move? Or I'd better not go."

Nie Qingyue kissed him loudly on the back of his neck, "You have to go. Give you a few hours off and rest at home. Just go there at night."

"Huh? What about you?"

"Do you remember Ding Cheng? This kid heard that Liuchao Jinfen opened today, and insisted on resuming work with the shop. I'll pick him up and leave the hospital."

Nie Qingyue took a nap for a while to rest, and changed into a dress that had been prepared while Song Yanhe was still asleep. The exquisite silhouette and three-dimensional tailoring made his tall figure even more upright and proud.Throwing the bow tie to Wang Daqiao, he said in a low voice, "Go, pick up Dingcheng."

Nie Qingyue's usual vehicles all lined up in front of Nie's house, and drove towards the hospital where Ding Cheng was located, almost from one end of the street to the next intersection. Other vehicles on the road thought it was a big deal when they saw it. Which family welcomes the return team.

When he arrived at the entrance of the hospital, Ding Cheng had already finished his work and was discharged from the hospital. He was leaning against the utility pole with a small luggage bag in his hand, and with a cigarette in his mouth, he thought he was flamboyantly firing at the little nurse passing by.As soon as he saw Nie Qingyue's convoy, he immediately went up to meet it.

Nie Qingyue got out of the car and looked around, "Okay! It's well-raised!"

"Boss!" Ding Cheng was so excited that he didn't know what to say, "Boss, why are you here? I thought it was Brother Qiao who came to pick me up."

Nie Qingyue patted him on the shoulder, and said loudly, "My brother was discharged from the hospital, shouldn't I come? My Nie Qingyue's life has a share in your Dingcheng. From now on, if I have a bite, I will never let it go." You are hungry!"

"Boss, Boss..." Ding Cheng's eyes were red, this shot was too fucking worth it!

"Six Dynasties Gold Powder reopened today, and my brother recovered and was discharged from the hospital. It's a good day! Ding Cheng, get in the car!"

"Yes! Boss!"