The boss wants me to fall asleep every night

Shen Heqiu glanced at Yi Sheng subconsciously, and quickly looked away after meeting his eyes, as if being burned, he hurriedly said: "You, don't say it."

Zhao Qian was as good as he said: "Okay, let's not talk about it." Then he shut up very tactfully.

After all, it is better not to gossip face-to-face for the little privacy of rich people, he is still very afraid of being killed.

Zhao Qian picked up the coat that was draped over the back of the chair and stood up: "I'll go to the company to deal with some things first, and then I'll come to you later."

Zhao Qian looked at Yi Sheng, the sympathy in his eyes hadn't completely subsided, and Yi Sheng was puzzled.

Zhao Qian didn't wait for Yi Sheng to come over to ask the reason, and walked out of the restaurant with his head held high, with such a menacing aura, as if he was going to fight, Shen and Qiu didn't dare to stop him.

"Finished talking?" Yi Sheng walked over.

Shen Heqiu stood up: "...um." He was still thinking about the nonsense that Zhao Qian said just now, and he lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Yi Sheng.

Yi Sheng raised his eyebrows, said nothing, and led the people to the place where the car was parked.

Sitting in the car with the heater fully turned on, Yi Sheng unbuttoned his suit jacket and turned his head to look at Shen Heqiu who were sitting upright.

"That's your former manager?" Yi Sheng asked, and after seeing Shen Heqiu's suspicious eyes, he explained, "He came to contact me before and asked about your situation."

"En." Shen Heqiu replied in a low voice, Zhao Qian's caring for him as always made him feel good, and his bad mood was gone.

Yi Cheng saw that Shen and Qiu were in a better mood after he asked about Zhao Qian, but felt a little uncomfortable: "You two have a good relationship?"

Shen Heqiu nodded.

Yi Cheng frowned slightly, a sour smell spread in his heart inexplicably, and it made him feel a little uncomfortable in his chest.

This emotion came suddenly and without a clue, Yi Cheng heard Shen and Qiu talking before he could figure it out.

Shen Heqiu turned his head and glanced at the small piece of fabric on Yi Sheng's suit that was wet from his own crying, and pursed his lips: "Just now, I stained your suit, I'm sorry..."

Stained suit?

Yi Cheng followed Shen Heqiu's gaze to look at the suit jacket on his body, and saw a small piece of dark color as expected.

Seeing Shen and Qiu showing a little nervous expression, he couldn't help thinking of being funny.

"Yeah, I'm wet from your crying." Yi Sheng said, deliberately suppressing the smile on his face, and put on a serious expression, "This is my favorite suit."

Shen Heqiu was at a loss and clenched his hands nervously: "Then...then what should I do..."

Yi Sheng pretended to be deep in thought, with a serious expression on his face: "Why don't you... make me cry?"

Shen Heqiu opened his eyes slightly, thought for a while with a dazed expression, and nodded slightly.

Yi Sheng was stunned, and then smiled: "Why are you so cute?"

Shen Heqiu was shy by his smile, and lowered his head, the broken hair on his forehead covered his eyes, but the roots of his exposed ears were red all the way to his neck.

His heart started beating fast again, out of his control.

Yi Sheng reached out and gently lifted Shen Heqiu's short hair in front of his forehead, revealing a smooth and full forehead.

Shen Heqiu closed his eyes subconsciously, and felt Yi Sheng gently touch his eyes in the dark, with very light force and careful movements.

"My eyes are red from crying."

Yi Cheng lightly pressed Shen and Qiu's slightly pink eye corners, their foreheads almost touched each other, and the sound of each other's breathing was also very clear.

Shen Heqiu opened his eyes, shaking his eyelashes uncomfortably, parted his lips slightly, and took a light breath.

Yi Cheng saw him secretly clenching the silver bracelet on his left wrist.

Sure enough, when you are awake, you will still be a little scary.

Yi Sheng sat back down again, and changed the subject nonchalantly: "Did Song Mingyuan apologize to you?"

He was worried that Shen Heqiu would still be scared facing Song Mingyuan alone, so he pushed some work and rushed over, but when he arrived, Song Mingyuan had already left.

All he found was a little crying bag that was crying.

"...Mmm." Shen Heqiu answered in a daze for a few seconds, he hesitated for a while, then clutched the bracelet and said, "I apologize..."

He thought of what happened just now, and the mood that had just gotten better suddenly fell back.

Seeing that Shen Heqiu's mood seemed to drop a lot, Yi Cheng thought that mentioning Song Mingyuan reminded him of something bad, so he stopped the topic: "Well, that's good."

After crying just now, Shen Heqiu was so tired that their eyelids drooped.

The afterglow of the evening reflected on his jade-white side face through the car window, and even the curled eyelashes were dyed with a warm halo, and when they trembled lightly, it seemed like a feather swept to the tip of his heart, itching people's eyes.

Seeing that he was in a deep sleep, Yi Cheng took off his coat to cover Shen Heqiu's body, but as soon as the clothes were put on, Shen Heqiu turned slightly sideways and leaned into Yi Sheng's arms.

Yi Sheng lowered his head, reached out and gently touched Shen Heqiu's soft cheeks, in exchange for the other party's unconscious rubbing in their sleep, like a kitten coquettish.

He chuckled lightly: "I don't know whether to be afraid of people or not."

It was dark when we got home.

Shen and Qiu were woken up by Yi Cheng, and opened their eyes sleepily.

"You still want to sleep when you get home?" Yi Cheng hugged him, and found it interesting that Shen and Qiu were dazed with their eyes open.

He patiently let Shen Heqiu sit in his arms in a daze, and waited for Shen Heqiu to wake up by himself.

Shen Heqiu nodded slowly, and sat in Yi Cheng's arms in a daze for a while, his eyes gradually became clearer.

He sat up abruptly, blushing so hard that he could boil an egg: "Yes, yes, sorry!"

Yi Sheng thought it was funny, and teased him again: "If you still want to sleep, I'll get you out of the car, and you continue to sleep?"

Shen Heqiu shook his head in embarrassment, got out of the car in a panic, and almost knocked his head on the roof of the car.

Back home, Yi Sheng didn't give Shen and Qiu a chance to escape, and said preemptively: "I'll make a small cake later, do you want He Qiu to come and help?"

As for why the cake was made and for whom, the two people present knew it well.

Shen Heqiu couldn't refuse at all, and nodded with a blushing face.

It’s getting late now, and the neon lights outside the floor-to-ceiling windows form a gorgeous light scene, and the high-rise buildings not far away are also lit up, and the night scene in the city is always bright.

The tall man standing in the kitchen was wearing home clothes and an apron, which was far from his usual suit and leather shoes, and he had an indescribable warmth.

Shen and Qiu watched Yi Sheng skillfully beat the flour and egg whites, then mixed the two with each other, and then put them in the oven to bake, without getting their hands in the whole process.

He stood aside and looked at Yi Cheng's hazy and handsome side face under the light, and he was a little dazed. It wasn't until Yi Cheng called him that he suddenly woke up.

"Heqiu?"

Shen Heqiu recovered and found that the baked cake had been taken out of the oven and placed on the table.

"Help me decorate flowers with cream, will you?" Yi Sheng handed the decorating bag to Shen Heqiu.

Shen Heqiu took it in a hurry, and whispered: "But, but I won't..."

"Then I'll teach you." Yi Sheng said, reaching out his hands to surround Shen and Qiu from behind.

His palm lightly rested on the back of Shen Heqiu's hand, gathered the light white fingers, and led Shen Heqiu to squeeze the piping bag with moderate force.

"Slow down, don't use too much force." Yi Sheng said in his mouth, patiently pressing Shen Heqiu's fingers.

Blossoming beautiful flowers are formed on the cake, and the warmth of Yi Sheng's palm is continuously transmitted from the back of his hand. The other party's fingers are slender and well-defined, which makes people want to use the most clichéd compliment to describe it, like a pair playing the piano hands.

Shen Heqiu stared at Yi Cheng's palm, which was much wider than his own, and his long fingers, and couldn't help but think that if Mr. Yi went to play the piano, it would be easier for him to control the keys than him.

"Don't be distracted." Yi Sheng tilted his head and reminded Shen Heqiu's ear, "There is too much cream."

Shen Heqiu was dazed for a few seconds by the heat blowing in his ears. He instinctively turned his face to look at Yi Sheng. Soft, handsome but not sharp.

Shen and Qiu stared blankly for two seconds, and suddenly realized that their palms were overlapping, they blushed immediately: "Mr. Yi, I, I will!"

Holding the piping bag, he hurriedly withdrew his hand from Yi Sheng's palm.

Yi Sheng let go of Shen Heqiu, stood aside and smiled, and let Shen Heqiu squeeze the last decoration on the cake.

Crooked, ugly and cute like an awkward child.

"Yi, Mr. Yi, why do you make cakes...?" Shen Heqiu looked at the finished cakes and couldn't help asking.

He thought that people like Mr. Yi should have no interest in entering the kitchen.But the other party not only made cakes, but also skillfully made them, which seemed to be a common practice.

"Because of insomnia," Yi Sheng saw the curious eyes of Shen and Qiu, and replied with a smile, "When I first had insomnia, I couldn't sleep in the middle of the night. I was hungry and wanted to eat, but I found that I couldn't do it and couldn't fill my stomach. .”

"Afterwards, I happened to have the opportunity to learn a few days from a pastry chef, so when I was insomnia and hungry, I would come to the kitchen to practice and cook for myself."

The main thing is to enjoy the production process, which can make him feel less difficult at night.

But now it can be used to deceive people, and this craft is also quite valuable to learn.

The finished cake was brought to the dining table, Shen and Qiu stared at the only framed flower that was squeezed ugly by him, feeling very embarrassed.

Considering that he had already had dinner, it is not advisable to eat too much for supper, so Yi Sheng made the cake small enough for one person.

Yi Sheng pushed the plate with the cake in front of Shen Heqiu: "Eat it."

Shen Heqiu pursed his lips and hesitated, picked up a fork and cut the cake in half.

Mr. Yi made a cake for him to eat, but he had no reason to eat it alone.

Shen Heqiu took a deep breath, forked half of the small cake and handed it to Yi Sheng's lips.

"Here, for you to eat."

The sweet smell of butter came to his nostrils, and Yi Sheng's heart twitched slightly, as if he had been pecked lightly by a little nightingale.

Shen Heqiu was wearing thin pajamas, and when they pressed their bodies to deliver the cake on the fork, the slightly wider neckline revealed a piece of fair skin, which looked more delicate and soft than the cream on the cake, making it even bigger for the index finger. Move, want to taste whether it is as sweet as cake.

Yi Sheng's voice was slightly hoarse: "Give me something to eat?"

Shen Heqiu nodded, his cheeks were puffy, his curled eyelashes flickered, and his expression was innocent and ignorant.

Yi Sheng let out a sigh of relief, suppressed some irrational thoughts, and said with a smile, "I don't want this one, I want the other half."

Shen Heqiu looked down, and on the remaining half of the cake was the ugly flower he had framed, which he specially reserved for himself just now.

Mr. Yi... why do you want to eat half of this...

"Why, no food?" Yi Cheng raised his eyebrows.

Shen Heqiu shook his head vigorously, pushed the other half of the cake to Yi Sheng, and when he saw him cut off the ugly butter flower to eat, he even looked away quickly.

...It's so embarrassing.

After eating the cake, Yi Sheng called Shen Heqiu to stop: "I won't read poetry today, it's getting late, go to bed early."

Shen Heqiu was a little dazed: "No, don't you want to read it?"

Yi Sheng raised his eyebrows: "Can't bear to part with me? Why don't I read it to you today?"

Shen Heqiu quickly shook his head, quickly slipped back to the bedroom, threw himself on the bed and rolled over.

He buried his face in the quilt, thinking sullenly, why Mr. Yi always likes to tease him...

Shen Heqiu patted their faces, and just lying on the bed to calm down for a while, they heard someone knock on the door.

In the evening, Aunt Liu left after cooking, and now there are only Yi Sheng and Shen Heqiu in the villa, so it goes without saying who is knocking on the door.

Shen and Qiuji pulled on their slippers and slowly went to open the door.

Yi Cheng stood outside the door. When the door was opened, he saw a little furry head half-lowered, with lowered eyebrows and narrowed eyes, his obedient appearance was itchy. He probably just lay on the bed and rubbed against each other. A few hairs were disobedient. Tilted up, there is a different kind of cuteness.

"How did you run so fast?" Yi Cheng laughed lowly, his deep and hoarse voice teased people's ears ambiguously, "I haven't finished talking just now."

Yi Sheng handed over the wet towel that had just been soaked in water: "Remember to put a cold compress on your eyes before going to bed, otherwise it will be more swollen and uncomfortable tomorrow."

Shen Heqiu stared at the tips of his toes, his ears moved uncontrollably, and he let out a quick "um", not daring to look up at Yi Sheng.

The feeling of wanting to run away from before came back.

Yi Sheng: "Then... good night?"

Shen Heqiu pursed his lips: "...good night."

The bedroom door was closed again, Shen Heqiu lay down on the bed holding the wet towel in their hands.

He hesitated for a while, then obediently picked up the towel and applied it to his eyes.

The cool touch sticks to the eyelids, bringing a burst of comfort and cooling, which makes red, swollen and hot eyes feel better.

Shen Heqiu remembered the feeling of Yi Cheng's fingertips touching his eyes when he closed his eyes in the car.

Mr. Yi's fingers are warm, and when they lightly brushed the eyelids, the temperature left is very warm, and it seems that the skin is slightly numb.

A little bit different.

Shen Heqiu closed his eyes, and even though a cold towel was applied to his face, he felt that his face was about to burn.

too weird.

Shen Heqiu covered his hot cheeks, feeling that his face needed a wet towel to cool down.

Because Song Mingyuan resigned and left at the coffee shop, Shen Heqiu stopped worrying and went to work as usual.

Because of the lack of manpower, the boss recruited another man.

The recruit this time is a lively and cute little girl who is still in college. She would come to the coffee shop to work part-time when she has no classes on weekdays. Every time she saw Shen Heqiu, she would greet Shen Heqiu warmly.

"Brother Xiaoqiu, you are here!" The little girl ran over holding Puff, smiling proudly, "Finally, Puff can be hugged by me. When I first came here, I wanted to hug and scratch me."

As soon as Puff saw Shen Heqiu, she immediately jumped into Shen Heqiu's arms and licked her paws "like the old and dislike the new". It was obviously a kitten, but she wanted to pretend to be elegant and extravagant.

"Run away again... It seems that Puff still likes Brother Xiaoqiu the most." The little girl sighed, looking at Puff like she was looking at a cheating scumbag.

Shen Heqiu hugged the puff, showing a shallow smile, which made the little girl feel happy.

She muttered to herself, "He's really handsome...and he looks a bit like Autumn..."

But a big singer like Autumn who stands at the top of the music scene will definitely not work in this small coffee shop.

Shen and Qiu went to the locker room to change their uniforms as usual.

Today is a working day, and there are relatively few people in the coffee shop, so the shop assistants gather in twos and threes to gossip.

"...What's the situation? Is someone squatting?"

"I don't know... Why do you stay in a coffee shop, why don't you go to a jewelry store?"

"Then why does he hang around us all the time... Sometimes it's scary to see him after get off work. He comes every day. He can't be a stalker."

Shen and Qiu usually don't participate in their discussions, just listen to them, and then go to the piano to play as usual.

After playing the piano and leaving get off work, Shen and Qiu walked out of the coffee shop.

Ever since Song Mingyuan's incident happened, Yi Sheng would come to pick up Shen and Qiu from get off work almost every day, and if he was busy, he would ask the driver to pick him up alone.

Yi Sheng has something to do today, and the driver came to pick him up.

Because they are afraid that parking in front of the coffee shop will affect the business, so the driver usually parks the car in the underground parking lot of the commercial street on the right side of the coffee shop and waits for Shen and Qiu.

The coffee shop has a side door that leads directly to the parking lot, and it is most convenient to leave from there.

Shen Heqiu walked towards the parking lot from the side door of the coffee shop, but was stopped by someone before they went far.

The white light in the parking lot was dim, and the shadow cast by the other party covered him heavily.

Shen Han stood in front of Shen Heqiu, bowed his waist and looked down at him, grinning: "Brother, long time no see."