That scumbag famous flower has a master

After dinner, Cheng Geyun was taken to his home by Tang Chen.

It was just a joke, but he really changed it.Cheng Geyun lay on Tang Chen's new bed, thinking so.

"Don't you need to train these days?" He suddenly remembered that he had heard before that professional e-sports players have to train more than ten hours a day, so he asked.

"On vacation." Tang Chen trimmed the roses and inserted them into the vase one by one. Before finishing inserting them, he stopped what he was doing, turned to look at him, and focused on talking to him.

Cheng Geyun's eyes were attracted by the flowers, he dropped the topic he wanted to continue, and praised: "What a chic red-sleeved rose."

"It's really beautiful." Tang Chen answered him.

He walked up behind Tang Chen, surrounded him naturally, and picked up the flower branch himself.

It was rare for Cheng Geyun to enjoy such peace, he only played with flowers and branches, and occasionally looked down at Tang Chen.In fact, he didn't care who was in his arms, but there were only a few people who could accompany him in such a quiet way, and it was hard for people to ignore him, so he simply lowered his head and kissed the corner of his eyes, and then kissed the tip of his ears sideways.

"Have you ever watched The Little Prince?" he asked proactively.

"Seen."

"I am Little Rose." Cheng Geyun cut off the extra leaves with scissors, leaned forward slightly, and talked nonsense in a more intimate posture: "You have to put a glass cover on me to block the wind and accompany me I’m talking, I’ll kill all the insects that haven’t turned into butterflies—” He shook his head again before he finished speaking, “No, I don’t like butterflies, as long as they are insects, you have to kill them.”

Tang Chen nodded and smiled: "Okay."

Cheng Geyun accidentally dropped a petal, and suddenly asked: "When you look at the stars, can you think of me?"

"Just close your eyes and think about it."

"Isn't that very dangerous?" Cheng Geyun was not modest, and frowned slightly: "I'm afraid it will affect you so that you can't concentrate on doing things."

"I can't concentrate on my work now." He said helplessly, and raised his empty hands. His wrists were like two pieces of white jade, and his fingers were slender and slender.

"Your hands are beautiful." After inserting the last red-sleeve rose, Cheng Geyun looked around and was quite satisfied.He placed the vase before letting go: "I hope it will last longer."

He has no intention of leaving tonight.

While Tang Chen was taking a bath, Cheng Geyun nestled in Tang Chen's gaming chair and pressed his fingers on the table to circle around while calling Jiang Youzhao.

"You go about your business." He cut straight to the point: "I have a companion these days."

Cheng Geyun was a little dizzy from turning around in circles, so he turned on Tang Chen's computer.

Maybe it was Jiang Youzhao's strong ability to accept, maybe it was because he was busy, or maybe he was used to it. After a moment of silence, he asked, "How many days?"

This really stopped Cheng Geyun from asking.

"Look at my mood?" He looked at the other party's clean desktop: "Maybe four or five days—"

The words stopped halfway, Cheng Geyun moved his fingers slightly, and clicked on an unnamed document.

Looking at the screen full of words about his likes and dislikes and the language of roses, Cheng Geyun swallowed the five words "not tired yet" that he was about to say.

He was in a slightly complicated mood, so he swiped down and found that there were several pages of content.Even the little things like feeding the little cleverness have marked several lines, writing how to take care of the dwarf rabbit, including its food hygiene and so on.

Maybe he didn't notice the change in tone, Cheng Geyun turned off the documents and computer, leaned back on the chair, and asked Jiang Youzhao: "You are so confident... Do you think I will come back to you every time?"

Jiang Youzhao was taken aback by his sudden question: "What?"

"It's nothing." Cheng Geyun acted casually, took this topic over, and answered Jiang Youzhao's previous question: "I like this one now, and it may take ten and a half months. I'll hang up first, good night. "

He spoke a little fast, without taking another look, and without waiting for Jiang Youzhao to answer, he ended the call directly.

Tang Chen was too smart, and his reaction was too fast, he noticed Cheng Geyun's strange emotions when he was hugging him.

He touched the back of Cheng Geyun's neck and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Cheng Geyun raised his head, fixed his eyes on him, and asked, "Am I okay?"

Tang Chen smiled, and before he could say the word "very good", Cheng Geyun buried his head in his arms again, closing his eyes as if evading: "It's rare to see someone as long-loving as me Bar?"

Tang Chen didn't answer him this time.

In the morning Tang Chen sent Cheng Geyun to work.

Cheng Geyun can be said to be Quan Zhi Yi's most leisurely manager. After arriving at the company, he went directly to the top floor, nestled in Ye Shufeng's office, and went to her to eat snacks and chat with her, which seriously affected the speed of the other party's work.

"What's going on with you today?" Ye Shufeng closed his pen, "It's been a long time since I've been so clingy to me."

Cheng Geyun kissed the side of her face, and finally sat down obediently: "I was on the phone with Jiang Youzhao at someone else's house last night, and I felt a little touched."

Ye Shufeng's heart came to him, and he wanted to talk about the boy and girl who will soon become his ex.

She lowered her head and continued to read the document without raising her head: "You have done a lot of things like sleeping next to others and Jiang Youzhao calling and acting like a baby."

"It's different this time." Cheng Geyun's fingers were like Jerry in "Tom and Jerry", and he slammed Ye Shufeng's folder shut: "He has a very gentle personality and a good temper. Especially for me, he can sleep under the bed." Got the kitchen."

"Don't you just prefer this one?"

Cheng Geyun said to himself: "He made me a folder to record my preferences."

"Huh?" Ye Shufeng pushed back her hair, "I remember that several of your exes have done this."

"He also wrote how to take care of Xiao Smart." Cheng Geyun looked at Ye Shufeng and asked her to listen carefully.

"...Small cleverness was given by your ex."

"I feel like he likes me quite a bit. Last time I was a little drunk, I pretended to be numb, and asked the ex-group to pick me up. They quarreled to death and made me a headache. Only he said, keep your voice down, Don't wake him up." Cheng Geyun laughed when he thought of this passage, reached out to touch Ye Shufeng: "Not bad, right?"

Ye Shufeng also became serious during the conversation, she nodded her head to express her approval: "It's really good."

"But the most important thing is that I suspect that he seems to know something." Cheng Geyun's tone dropped, and the topic changed: "A person who is usually so obedient to me, but he is not in my request. Saying no...is like knowing why I'm making these vexatious demands."

"It's impossible." Ye Shufeng looked serious, denying Cheng Geyun's conjecture, afraid that he would have emotional problems, and pressed his shoulder sideways: "This is something that Jiang Youzhao will not know."

After hearing his name, Cheng Geyun's face suddenly turned pale, "I won't let him know."

He shook his head, and said frankly to Ye Shufeng: "Except for Jiang Youzhao, I never thought of anyone else who could accompany me for the rest of my life."

In the evening, Ye Shufeng took Cheng Geyun to the dinner party. After the meal, she had other entertainment arrangements with several businesswomen, and Cheng Geyun drove home first.

Ye Shufeng has a better capacity for alcohol than him, and usually socializes with her, and Ye Shufeng takes care of the drinking by himself, and Cheng Geyun is responsible for sending her home.Sometimes when Ye Shufeng wanted to leave behind a luxurious life, Cheng Geyun would give it to him.

He entered the password as usual, opened the door, and was greeted by the cold light in the room.

Cheng Geyun first saw the lychee roses in the vase, and then saw Jiang Youzhao when he walked to the study.

Jiang Youzhao flipped through his handwriting and boasted, "It's very well written."

"It's far worse than you." Cheng Geyun turned to look for Xiao Smart in the cage, and took it out again, holding the rabbit in his hand, and then he realized that something was wrong with Jiang Youzhao, "Look up and let me see? "

Jiang Youzhao put his paper back in the drawer, and looked sideways at Cheng Geyun with dark circles under his eyes. He was at his most energetic moment, but his whole body was haggard.

With a snap, Xiao Smart fell to the ground.

"...How did you become like this?" Cheng Geyun didn't care about his cleverness, and boldly guessed: "Are you bankrupt... Or did you catch your daughter's puppy love?"

He can break people's skills with a few words. Jiang Youzhao stretched out his hand with a smile. Cheng Geyun only needs to take two steps forward, and he can hold him on his lap and sit down. And transform into so-and-so's darling, little sweetheart.

He leaned on Jiang Youzhao, and heard Jiang Youzhao answer his previous words calmly: "I came to this world so long before you, and I have been practicing calligraphy longer than you."

Jiang Youzhao took his hand: "When you are 37 years old, let's look at it again. You must be better than me at writing."

Cheng Geyun's childish nature was made happy by him, and he raised his eyebrows: "Really?"

He thought that when he was 37 years old, he didn't know how far away, so he unconsciously asked Jiang Youzhao repeated questions, hoping to get an accurate answer. It seemed that only Jiang Youzhao agreed, and that day would really come.

"definitely."

Xiao Smart jumped onto Cheng Geyun's lap, he pressed the rabbit on his lap, and asked, "You feed me Xiao Smart?"

"Hey, Mr. Tang." Jiang Youzhao didn't evade the question: "We met, and he seems easy to get along with."

He told the truth: "It's just that when he came, I had already arranged the flowers."

It's not the first time this kind of thing happened here in Cheng Geyun's place. He even encountered several people in a row, but the venue was changed to his house.Cheng Geyun didn't take it seriously, and stroked his dark eyes with his fingers: "I like today's flowers very much."

"I like it too." Jiang Youzhao took Cheng Geyun's flowers: "Louis XIV was burned by someone, and I replaced them with Corolla roses."

"Didn't you sleep last night?" Cheng Geyun asked knowingly, "Why didn't you sleep well?"

Jiang Youzhao's expression remained the same, and he still maintained his usual calm, but his tone was rarely self-deprecating: "How can I sleep when I know you are by someone else's side?"

Cheng Geyun stretched out his hand to release Xiao Smart, and he approached and asked, "Since you don't like this, why don't you break off with me?"

Jiang Youzhao smiled, and asked him back: "There are so many people taking drugs around the world, who do you think can quit?"

"I'm not a drug|drug." Cheng Geyun forced himself to kiss him, and when their lips were pressed together, he frowned, stretched out his hand and pulled Jiang Youzhao's collar, and announced: "I'm your sweetheart .”

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: 1 Wei Jinxinyu;

Thank you, Mijiu