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What Gu Xiuyu was waiting for was the time for Lu Qingchen to leave.

He picked up a piece of barbecue, and casually said: "Qingchen and I have not been to this place for more than ten years, and I never thought we would come here again." The tone was rather nostalgic.

Ye Qiao took a sip of Wangzai's milk, and then with a click, the jar was covered on the dining table. He looked at Gu Xiuyu with a smile, "What is this place? Qingchen and I haven't been here for more than ten years. What do you think?" How harsh is it?"

Gu Xiuyu's next words just disappeared in his throat.

Ye Qiao didn't bother to pretend that Lu Qingchen wasn't there, he leaned back in his seat, and lowered his eyes, "Can nostalgia for the past make you and Lu Qingchen get back together?"

"Gu Xiuyu—" He raised his eyes, "Who the hell are you facing?"

Gu Xiuyu didn't expect Ye Qiao to be a different person as soon as Lu Qingchen left, and his previous politeness and weakness disappeared completely.

He pursed his lips and said warmly: "You misunderstood, I didn't mean that..."

Ye Qiao clicked his tongue, and said casually: "The ex said in front of the current incumbent that my boyfriend and I haven't been to this place for more than ten years. Come on, you misunderstood. Are you a fool?"

"Are you kidding me with a trick that was popular in brain-dead literature decades ago?"

Seeing that Gu Xiuyu's face was getting worse and worse, he leaned forward.

When Lu Qingchen was around, he acted coquettishly and cuddly like a dodder flower, but when Lu Qingchen wasn't around, his true nature was revealed and he was extremely bad.

"Aren't you mad at you today? Is your heart okay? I see blood marks on your hands, tsk tsk, why bother?"

The tone of schadenfreude was not concealed.

"Ye Qiao! Don't go too far!"

Gu Xiuyu stood up with a cold look on his face. Since Ye Qiao had exposed him, he didn't intend to continue acting. He just sneered and said, "Does Lu Qingchen know what you look like now?"

Ye Qiao said innocently: "He doesn't know, I'm really good in front of him."

"If I tell him..."

"Then tell him." Ye Qiao spread his hands, "I won't stop you."

"But he won't believe you, he will only believe me."

Under Gu Xiuyu's gloomy face, he smiled and said: "Because Lu Qingchen likes me, he fell in love with me at first sight, he gave me a house, opened a branch for me, gave me resources, and bought me gifts every month, He also took me to his house and we kissed while watching a movie."

"He is so gentle, he will coax me when I am angry, comfort me when I am sad, and he will turn down the work he should have to stay with me. Why do you think he is so nice?"

Ye Qiao is very good at bragging about things like this, as long as his skin is thick enough, there is nothing he can't brag about.

However, he was boasting half-truths and half-false words, which highly overlapped with the data of Gu Xiuyu's investigation, so Gu Xiuyu had no choice but to believe it.

It's almost finished, Ye Qiao still looked like I remembered something, and said hypocritically: "Oh, I'm so sorry, I just remembered that when you and Lu Qingchen were dating, you never held hands."

"My 'childhood sweetheart' for more than ten years has never held hands. It really makes me envious and jealous. What a clean relationship, it is rare in the world..."

He also particularly emphasized the words 'childhood sweetheart'.

Gu Xiuyu was so angry that his whole body trembled, no matter how good his self-cultivation was, he would collapse at Ye Qiao's place. He lost his mind, forgot that Lu Qingchen was coming back soon, and raised his hand to teach others a lesson, but he heard the door lock click.

Lu Qingchen pushed open the door and stood outside looking at the two of them calmly.

Ye Qiao sat on the sofa, looking a little aggrieved and scared, like Gu Xiuyu standing opposite Ye Qiao, raising his hand to hit someone.

Such a scene is really easy to think wrong.

"What are you doing?" He raised his eyebrows and asked quietly.

Gu Xiuyu stopped quickly, "It's nothing..." He was looking for a reason to explain, but Ye Qiao explained to him first, "There were mosquitos flying around just now, Brother Gu was hitting the mosquitoes, Brother Lu, don't think too much about it."

But the expression is very thought-provoking, there is grievance in forbearance, and helplessness in grievance.

Gu Xiuyu had the heart to kill Ye Qiao, he couldn't control his irritability and gloom, he gritted his teeth, "Qingchen, don't listen to him..."

Lu Qingchen's eyes fell on him, "Go back first."

A gentleman is polite, but leaves no room for doubt.

Gu Xiuyu was really not in the mood to stay any longer at this time, so he opened the door and walked out.

As soon as Gu Xiuyu left, Ye Qiao immediately lay down on the sofa and pounded on the sofa, "I'm dying of laughter, why didn't he stay a little longer? I haven't had enough fun yet."

Lu Qingchen lowered his eyes, "Are you comfortable?"

Ye Qiao sat up, "It's comfortable."

He pouted, "Brother Lu, you don't know, he is so annoying, just after you left, he immediately said that he and you haven't been to this place for more than ten years, which made me very angry."

After hearing what he said, Lu Qingchen didn't say anything, just bent over to pick up his coat, and then put it on.

Ye Qiao finally came to his senses, quickly grabbed him, and said pitifully, "You must be angry, right?"

"Stop, Lu Qingchen, Brother Lu, good brother, I just can't get enough of it..." He stood up and hugged Lu Qingchen, acting like a spoiled child, "Think about it, he is your ex, and he was with your childhood sweetheart, how could I not be jealous ?”

"I had a dream a few days ago. I dreamed that you were studying, but I was not there. I could only watch Gu Xiuyu staying by your side and talking to you. I was so angry that I wanted to vomit blood."

"If you get angry, I won't do this in the future, don't leave me..." At the end, her tone was low, and she couldn't be more pitiful.

"I like you--"

"I really like you very much."

"I may do something wrong to make you unhappy, but I will correct it when I know it. Don't be angry with me, okay?" Softly with a pleading tone, like a feather, flirtatious Landing at an indescribable location for Qingchen Lu.

Ye Qiao raised his head and said "I like you", the light fell into his eyes, like a star, and the shadow hit his collarbone, which moved slightly with his breathing.

"I like you……"

Ye Qiao slowly embraced his shoulders, kissed his lips flatteringly, and said vaguely: "So forgive me, Brother Lu."

"I won't do anything to make you angry again."

"I promise, I really promise."

Lu Qingchen's pupils gradually darkened, he suddenly held Ye Qiao down, clasped Ye Qiao's jaw, and kissed him with ruthless force.

A flash of astonishment flashed in Ye Qiao's eyes, and then he bent his peach blossom eyes happily, and warmly catered to Lu Qingchen.

There was a quarrel coming from the next door. Although the box was soundproofed, but because the sound was too loud and Ye Qiao was leaning against the wall, it could be heard more clearly. It seemed to be a couple. There was only a bang, and someone opened it. The door left.

Ye Qiao was a little dizzy, but because of the knocking sound of the door, he looked into Lu Qingchen's eyes, saw a certain emotion fade away, realized that Lu Qingchen had woken up, and was about to pull away, he frowned, and turned his head in dissatisfaction. He hooked it back, bit Lu Qingchen's ear, and said hoarsely: "It's only been 5 minutes, brother Lu, is it you or I?"

The next moment, he was pushed against the wall again.

Lips and teeth intertwined, different from the gentleness of the previous few times, this time Lu Qingchen's kiss was extremely aggressive, as if it wanted to swallow him up.

Ye Qiao panted lightly, bent her lips and smiled triumphantly.

It was like a competition, neither side would admit defeat, Ye Qiao fell on the sofa, before getting up, Lu Qingchen clasped his hands and covered his body, the soup in the mandarin duck pot was boiling hot When he got up, the meat slices put in the roasting pan next to him were already curled up.

slap.

A drop of oil splashed out and landed on Ye Qiao's finger. Ye Qiao curled up in pain, and immediately took the opportunity to say with a frown: "It hurts."

"Brother Lu... my hands were burned by the oil."

Misty water quickly formed in his eyes, with a look of pity.

Lu Qingchen got up immediately, "Where is your hand?"

Ye Qiao handed out the burned finger, and said aggrievedly: "Here, it's hot red."

On the originally white and tender belly of the finger, a trace of oil burn was clearly visible, which was too eye-catching.

Lu Qingchen got up and went to look for the waiter. Occasionally, there was a danger of hot oil splashing his hands in the self-service barbecue, so there were medicines for burns in the store. Before he could speak, Ye Qiao quickly grabbed him with the other hand.

Just kidding, his injury is not just to call the waiter, if the waiter is called, what will happen next?

"Brother Lu, just blow it up for me." He said with a smile, "Just blow it up for me, and it won't hurt me anymore."

"There's no need to make such a fuss."

Just now it was obvious that I was in pain, but now it is a hippie smile.

"Liar liar."

Lu Qingchen helplessly raised his finger, bowed his head and blew.

The cool air passed over the burned fingertips, and Ye Qiao's heart beat faster.

At this time, Lu Qingchen was so gentle that people couldn't bear it.

The obscure emotion in the boy's eyes became more and more intense.

I like it so much, every part of my body is saying: I like Lu Qingchen so much.

How can you like it so much?I like it so much that I can't wait to merge with him, the joy and excitement in my heart... It seems that my emotions are closely connected with him.

He lowered his head, leaned on Lu Qingchen's shoulder, and murmured, "Am I dreaming? Brother Lu."

"No."

"Didn't I promise you that I would be a qualified partner when dating?"

Ye Qiao bent her lips and laughed, "Then I'm too greedy."

"I think you would treat me like this, brother Lu, when we were not dating."

"Let me feel that I am the treasure you hold in the palm of your hand."

Lu Qingchen put down his fingers and straightened his head, "Wait a minute, I'll get the medicine."

"I do not want."

"I'm not a waiter."

"That's great." Ye Qiao looked at him reluctantly, "Then you get the medicine and come back quickly, and you won't like me if the scars on your hands look ugly."

Lu Qingchen sneered, "Thinking too much."

Opened the door and went out.

Ye Qiao stretched out his fingers and touched his lips.

Now his mind is still full of the image when Lu Qingchen kissed him just now.

The usually indifferent and arrogant person showed an almost cruel fall at that time.

With the punishment for him, he also punished himself.

"Are you aware of it too?" He stuck out his tongue, licked his painfully bitten lips, and smiled slowly, "I can't escape, Brother Lu."

You will like me more and more, you will become more and more obsessed with me, you will fall more and more into this emotion, even if you want to stay rational, even if you want to stagnate here, it is absolutely impossible.

He bent his eyes cheerfully, feeling unprecedented happiness and satisfaction. This kind of happiness and satisfaction cannot be brought by all extreme sports.

Only Lu Qingchen, only Lu Qingchen can bring him such a feeling, just as only he can make Lu Qingchen unstable.

They feed off each other.

Lu Qingchen took the ointment from the waiter and pushed open the door, and saw Ye Qiao was picking up the rotten vegetables, trying to throw them into the trash can for waste.

After the behavior was discovered, Ye Qiao felt guilty for a moment, and then said confidently: "It's been boiled, and the boiled vegetables are not tasty, so it's only natural to throw them away."

"Throw away the boiled shrimp as well." Lu Qingchen opened the lid of the ointment, sat down and applied the ointment to Ye Qiao's burned fingers.

Ye Qiao: "Shrimp tastes better the more it is cooked, it's different from vegetables."

"You have a lot of reason."

"Throw it away and throw it away. I'll get another copy later."

Ye Qiao frowned: "Wasting food is a shameful act, so I don't want it anymore."

"Since you know it's shameful to waste food, don't you think it's also shameful to throw it away with the excuse that it's boiled and unpalatable?" Lu Qingchen wrote lightly.

Ye Qiao: "Hiss—"

Precise strikes, using magic to deal with magic, lost, lost.

Lu Qingchen applied the ointment to Ye Qiao's injured fingertips, put the lid on and put it aside.

"Eat, aren't you hungry?"

The author has something to say: Today, I think this chapter is well written!