The whole world knows he has a crush on me

After a night of ineffective tossing, Qu Ning was heated up by Bo Jiu's tossing and turning, and was forced to cool down quickly. I don't know if it was because of the lowered immunity due to the change of seasons. Anyway, Qu Ning couldn't get out of bed early the next morning.

After another sleepy night, he noticed that the surrounding was a little strangely quiet. Qu Ning raised his hand and found that his hearing aid seemed to have been taken off.

Bo Jiu next to him didn't know where he went.

He sniffed, feeling a little stuffy, the temperature outside dropped too fast, the heating system in this villa hadn't been turned on yet, in previous years, Bo Jiu, a strong man, slept in it, this year, he added a Qu Ning, immediately revealed the problem.

The bed was warm, Qu Ning felt down, and found that the heating plate that came with the bed had been turned on by Bo Jiu.

He turned over and saw that he was "tied" to the bed by Bo Jiu at some point.

The salt water pipe hangs from the back of the hand, and next to it is the clothes rack that Bo Jiu specially moved over.

... It can be seen that the owner here is basically not sick.

There was still a scarf and a mask of Bo Jiu on the clothes rack, and they hadn't been taken off yet. Qu Ning was a little amused, guessing that Bo Jiu must be in a hurry in the morning.

When you have a cold, you can't sense the five senses. Wearing a hearing aid will only make your ears feel more uncomfortable. It is understandable for Bo Jiu to take it off for him.

It's just that during this period of time, I have relied too much on this new hearing aid, and I have returned to the silent world all of a sudden, which makes people feel a little at a loss.

Qu Ning sat up with his arms propped up on the bed, and was about to call someone with his mobile phone when the door of the bedroom was pushed open from the outside. Woke up and just came back from the supermarket outside.

Qu Ning tilted his head to look at him.

Bo Jiu motioned to him slightly, and said to the other end of the phone: "Do this first, and if you are not sure, then go to my team, and they will tell you the final quotation."

It looks like he is busy with work, Qu Ning thought.

The next moment, Bo Jiu hung up the phone and walked towards this side, without even having time to serve the food.

"I heard movement in the bedroom as soon as I got home. How is it? Do you feel better?" Bo Jiu frowned with worry.

Qu Ning relaxed and said, "Every time the season changes, there is such a toss. I'm used to it. It will be all right in a week or so. It's fine."

Bo Jiu took a breath, and walked to him with vegetables, shiitake mushrooms and minced meat, "I knew you would get sick when the weather was cold, so I didn't sit on the sofa outside last night, and I almost finished taking off my clothes. Are you catching a cold?"

Qu Ning: "..."

Qu Ning: "...It doesn't matter, it's so direct."

Bo Jiu thought of something and coughed, put down the bag in his hand, and took out a few dark blue boxes from it very naturally, and threw them into the bedside table without removing the plastic wrap.

Qu Ning couldn't see what it was for a moment, and Bo Jiu turned his head over again: "You had a fever of 39 degrees this morning, it scared me to death, the doctor came to look at it for you, and said yes Low immunity plus...cough, plus we messed around last night without covering the quilt, he wants to give you a spanking needle, I don't agree, it's a butt needle! The needle is sharp and long!"

Qu Ning was amused by Bo Jiu's deliberately mischievous appearance.

Bo Jiu likes to see him smile, and now he pretends to have lingering fears and said: "You know what my mother does. When I was a child, I didn't have such good painless treatment as the children now. Every time I was sick, my mother would give me a spanking needle. , That needle, it is no exaggeration to say that it is as long as a little finger when taken out, almost did not pierce my psychological shadow. I thought that I was afraid, and Ningning must be afraid, so I asked the doctor to hang you. "

Qu Ning said with a smile: "But muscle acupuncture is the fastest effective."

Bo Jiu hummed for a long time.

"...The doctor...is a man, besides, I just don't want to see you suffer."

Qu Ning collapsed on the bed laughing completely.

"Mr. Bo Jiu, why are you so stingy?"

Bo Jiu pursed his lips in displeasure: "What stinginess, I haven't seen the whole thing yet. How can I let others read it first? It won't work, I won't do it."

Qu Ning laughed again: "That's all right now. If I don't have a spanking needle, I won't be able to cook for you. You've already bought all the food, but I still can't get out of bed."

Bo Jiu's face was annoyed again, and he wanted to apologize again when he opened his mouth.

Qu Ning covered his mouth and said seriously: "It doesn't have much to do with you, the main reason is that I'm too impatient. It happens every year when the seasons change, but this year we happened to be messing around with both of us."

Bo Jiu's chest rose and fell, but his eyes were still a little stubborn.

Qu Ning put down his hand and kissed the big dog's forehead, "Don't kiss the mouth, in case you get infected."

Bo Jiu smacked his lips: "I'm not afraid."

Qu Ning looked at his lips: "I'm afraid, Brother Jiu, think about Ning Ning, huh?"

Only then did Bo Jiu reluctantly give up, and picked up the things at hand to ask Qu Ning for credit.

"I saw that you were so sick that you couldn't wake up, so I took your hearing aid, and thought of how well you kept the house, so I didn't call other people in. They are inconvenient. If they scare you again... Do you want to eat?" What, I bought a lot of things for you to do."

Qu Ning just felt that he had never been so sick and comfortable.

He patted the bed next to him: "What are you going to do? You'll just help me out. It's very cold outside now. Come up to warm yourself first. I'll tell you something."

Bo Jiu hadn't heard what Qu Ning asked him to do, so he was a little curious and eager to show it.

"What's the matter? I'm not going up. I just ran for a while and was too hot. You said I'll do it for you right now."

Qu Ning was helpless for a moment before slowly saying: "Today is Xiaodong's first day in the studio. I originally thought about going to visit this morning, but I couldn't even get out of bed... He must be feeling uneasy if he didn't see anyone when he first arrived. , I gave him a list before, you go and take a look, just take it for me, it just so happens that I don't have much appetite right now, we will have dinner together when you come back."

After hearing what he said, Bo Jiu was surprised and said: "The studio has not been open for a long time, right? There is already Party A? I was thinking of showing you some undecided advertising projects of the Bo family."

Qu Ning begged for mercy with feigned frustration: "Let me go, Mr. Bo, I used to accept jobs with a limited time limit. Now that they find out that I'm officially open for business, they can't wait to queue up the orders until the end of the year...or else Why do you think I'm looking for an intern before the studio is completed? I really can't handle it by myself."

Bo Jiu was surprised and said: "It seems that I have to re-evaluate the status of song artists in the circle."

Qu Ning reminded him softly: "Even if you don't work, I can barely support you..."

Bo Jiu's face froze: "This is not good, there is no reason to let my wife go out to work."

Qu Ning was willing to coax him, so he said: "Then I earn what I will earn in this life, and you earn what you will earn in the next life, how about that?"

Bo Jiu's heart softened, and he leaned over and kissed Qu Ning on the mouth when he was caught off guard.

"Sweet."

Qu Ning didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "It's serious!"

Bo Jiu conveniently took the scarf from the hanger beside him: "Send me the precautions on my phone, and I'll go find Lin Xiaodong right now, and by the way, I'll take my lover out for a walk, and fulfill my duty as a cute pet in the company."

Qu Ning nodded with a tired expression.

He leaned on the pillow behind the bed, relaxed his body slightly, and said, "You don't have to worry too much about me, I'm a little thin, it just looks serious, but it's actually nothing wrong, it's been like this for so many years."

Bo Jiu stared at Qu Ning while arranging his clothes.

"The little girls are all smeared with makeup. You are good. When you get sick, you will automatically turn on the skin smoothing effect. Your little face will turn pale. Just lie down at home and I will be back in an hour."

Qu Ning stopped him: "You take the food away."

Only then did Bo Jiu remember what was under his feet, and he turned around and picked up a large pile and put it in the kitchen.

Qu Ning didn't wear a hearing aid, and he didn't know if he had left, but Bo Qinglang didn't scratch the door to go to bed again, presumably Bo Jiu had already gone out.

He looked up at the potion bottle, guessing in his heart that Bo Jiu wouldn't be able to return after the bottle was shot.

I closed my eyes and fell asleep for a while, and felt a slight pain on the back of my hand. When I opened my eyes, I saw that the water had finished hanging, but it seemed that Bo Jiu hadn't come back yet. Qu Ning pulled out the needle familiarly, and got up to go to the washroom.

Come out again and go to the kitchen.

Bo Jiu's car has already parked at the entrance of the studio. Qu Ning's place has just been tidied up. Lin Xiaodong will only be the first person to come to work. It will become more lively in the future, and the seats will gradually be filled. .

Thinking of this, Bo Jiu felt that a perfect life is only a matter of curing his wealthy artist. When Qu Ning's ears are completely healed, then everything will be different.

Thinking of this, Bo Jiu pushed open the door in a good mood, and had a face-to-face meeting with Lin Xiaodong as soon as he entered.

Because of Qu Ning, Lin Xiaodong had a little impression of Bo Jiu, so he called out "Mr. Bo" awkwardly.

Bo Jiu nodded casually. He always showed a little bit of an annoying look in front of outsiders. Lin Xiaodong didn't dare to speak too loudly. He looked behind Bo Jiu, only to see him open the cat bag and take Bo's lover let it out.

Lin Xiaodong scratched the back of his head and said, "Mr. Bo, where is our boss?"

Bo Jiu looked at him: "I'm sick, he won't come today, but he told me to explain the work to you, and asked you to send it to him for a look before communicating with Party A."

Lin Xiaodong immediately became worried: "Ah? I'm sick, is it serious?"

Bo Jiu: "..."

The co-author only listened to the first sentence.

Mr. Bo's nameless vinegar jar was fermenting again, and he said indifferently, "It's not serious, I caught a cold, and it will be fine in a few days. You work here honestly, and don't disappoint your boss' cultivation."

Lin Xiaodong immediately felt a great responsibility: "Sure, don't worry!"

Bo Jiu nodded, and walked towards Qu Ning's office inside. Lin Xiaodong took care of the flowers and plants in the studio outside, and shoveled shit for the "fat water flowing into the fields of outsiders", and then sat down at the office. Continue drawing in place.

But before that Mr. Bo came out, a few courier boys in black clothes swung past the door outside.

Lin Xiaodong's ears are fine, but his little finger is short. He hurried out, and saw the leader holding a list and asking him, "Is it Mr. Qu?"

Lin Xiaodong quickly shook his head: "No, Mr. Qu is my boss, he didn't come today."

The courier boy said "Oh": "That's it, it's a good place for you. When I walked up, I really couldn't believe that an art studio opened in such a place where every inch of land is precious."

Lin Xiaodong chuckled, thinking that his boss was rich and handsome, and he didn't know which girl he would take advantage of in the future.

The courier gave way to the side, and directed the people behind to move a huge painting in and lean against the wall: "The sender said that this thing is very valuable, you put it away for your boss, and we will leave first. "

Lin Xiaodong stopped a few people at a loss: "This is—"

"Oh, a painting pulled from a charity art exhibition, you'd better ask someone to help you carry it, it's quite heavy."

A bunch of couriers got off the elevator, and Lin Xiaodong closed the door in doubt and came back. He walked around the painting for a few steps, not wanting to touch the boss's things rashly.

After a few seconds, his eyes lit up when he thought of something.

Mr. Bo is not here!He knows the boss well, so it shouldn't matter!

Lin Xiaodong was about to go over to ask Bo Jiu for help, when the people inside came out automatically, Bo Jiu called out the love lover, tore it off the cat climbing frame and stuffed it into the cat bag.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Lin Xiaodong hurriedly said, "Mr. Bo, wait a minute!"

Bo Jiu carried Bo Qinglang: "Is there anything else?"

Lin Xiaodong said embarrassingly: "A few people sent over a painting just now. They took it from the art exhibition. It may be the work of the boss. Can you come over and help me, I can't carry it to the boss's office by myself."

Bo Jiu put down the cat, "OK."

As long as it's about Qu Ning, he doesn't have any pretensions.

Bo Jiu walked over, lifted a corner easily, and made Lin Xiaodong stagger.

Lin Xiaodong: "...Mr. Bo is so strong."

Bo Jiu smiled: "It's still not eating in the morning."

Lin Xiaodong: "..."

The two carried the two-meter-long painting in, and Bo Jiu put down his hands and patted the ashes: "It's your boss's?"

Lin Xiaodong said with pride on his face: "Yes, only the most outstanding young artists in the country are eligible to exhibit their works in that art exhibition. I didn't expect the boss to be there, and I haven't heard much about it before."

Bo Jiu raised his eyebrows, and his curiosity slowly rose.

"You don't know what's painted inside?"

Lin Xiaodong shook his head: "I don't know, the boss didn't tell me."

Bo Jiu kept his mouth shut, in fact, he was worried about not seeing Qu Ning's works in the last time he went to the art exhibition, and now seeing this opportunity, he was a little ready to move.

"There's a layer of soil on it, why don't you take off the canvas first to ventilate, and you'll see how to deal with it later."

Lin Xiaodong thought that since it had been sent to such an open place as the studio, and the paintings that had been exhibited were not private, he thought it would be okay.

He has done his job as the boss, so he doesn't have to do it again!

How could Lin Xiaodong play Bo Jiu so coquettishly, the two hit it off at some level, and carefully lifted the white cloth covering the painting.

But the more the canvas was rolled up, the weirder Lin Xiaodong's expression became.

When the whole painting was presented in front of the two of them, even Bo Jiu's expression became a little subtle.

"...What is this painting?" he asked.

Lin Xiaodong's eyes were in a trance, he raised his hand to wipe his face, and blinked hard.

Bo Jiu clicked his tongue: "Hey, come back to your senses."

Lin Xiaodong was shocked, the expression on his face changed from blank to ecstasy, from ecstasy to astonishment, and then from astonishment to a sense of refreshment all over his body.

what!

Bo Jiu: "..."

Lin Xiaodong stepped on Bo Jiu's patience line and suddenly laughed out loud.

He must have spent a whole year of luck on this encounter!

Mr. Qu Ning turned out to be Mrs. Xianning!

...wait, what did he do?He blocked his idol from the door and said brazenly that he was his fan!

This fan is really incompetent!The idol also took the initiative to include him, what kind of artist is this? ?Lin Xiaodong's slightly dark face slowly turned red with embarrassment, and he even forgot the last time he was angry with black fans watching the live broadcast.

Bo Jiu looked at the young boy as if he was insane, but suddenly Lin Xiaodong turned his face, and his expression changed into shock again.

Bo Jiu couldn't figure out the child's mind at all, and felt that he was looking at him with subtle scrutiny and a kind of coy look like seeing... the boss's wife.

Lin Xiaodong stared at Bo Jiu's face and muttered: "Is it true... Artists like the same sex..."

Bo Jiu couldn't bear it anymore and patted him: "I'm stunned, what is this painting?"

Pink bubbles all over Lin Xiaodong's body: "It's the boss's deep love for you."

Bo Jiu glanced at the painting again, and felt that the painting was a bit weird. Suddenly, he found that the man who was supposed to be at the bottom, looking from his angle, clearly stretched his hand behind the waist of the person on the body...

Bo Jiu: "...?"

What is this?How could Qu Ning still draw such things?This is the reason why he didn't want to look at his paintings by himself last time? ?

This is the color map of the newspaper... No, no, this is art. Art is elegant regardless of gender. He can't judge elegant works with his vulgar ideas. Bo Jiu stabilized his mentality and said to Lin Xiaodong: "This is still It's... wonderful, you can take care of it for your boss, and wait for him to see where the painting will be hung."

Lin Xiaodong suddenly said: "Mr. Bo Jiu."

Bo Jiu: "?"

Lin Xiaodong bowed solemnly to him, showing the same respect as he did to the proprietress: "It was really disrespectful not to recognize him in the live broadcast last time. They all said that the boss is not good-looking and has no money to live in a villa... In the future, the slap in the face will be just Please, I believe the boss will treat you well."

Bo Jiu: "??"

Lin Xiaodong: "This painting will not be hung anymore. It is an accidental and inconspicuous work. I also collected many works of the boss that are better than this one. This one is much more powerful, many of them are just posted on the Internet, and we will discuss which one to hang when the boss comes later."

Although he felt that none of them could be displayed...but it did not prevent them from admiring and entertaining themselves.

Bo Jiu was at a loss, and suddenly realized after a long while.

Could it be that Lin Xiaodong saw that Qu Ning was the senior he admired based on this unique painting?

This kid reacted quite quickly.

Thinking of this matter, it made a lot of sense. Bo Jiu raised his hand and looked at his watch, and then he played a riddle with jealousy: "You almost know our relationship, add a number, and put Qu Ning's paintings that you have collected. , Turn them all over to me."

It turns out that there are so many things he doesn't know about here, why has Qu Ning never introduced them to himself, even Lin Xiaodong knows about them! ... This won't work. They need to be re-educated when they go back. They are already so close, so they shouldn't be too shy to show it off.

Lin Xiaodong was active as if making a confession: "I have a lot of limited edition original pictures, some of which can't be found outside, and they are all without watermarks. Hey, have you followed the boss's account..."

The author has something to say: "The Most Competitive Employee of the Year"

The Ning の 沉 picture is not so astringent, the painting is mainly about an atmosphere and feeling, if it is too astringent, it will really be arrested; D