When the boss wears the best [Quick Transmigration]

Qiu Yun got off the bed with a smile, opened the closet, and was about to choose clothes, when Jody's loud voice came from outside the door——

"Still sleeping at Wang Yingjun's side. Those two bastards are nothing short of real. You can't tell the difference between east, west, and north after drinking some horse urine. Hugging Lao Tzu and Wang Yingjun are crazy about drinking. Good guy, let's forget about it all afternoon. I kissed Wang Yingjun blindly, but it disgusted me."

The disgust was palpable: "You didn't answer the phone call, and my little brother didn't remind me beforehand—by the way, where is my little brother? Still sleeping?"

"I'm changing clothes." Yan Qingyuan led him into the house, and was about to let him find a place to sit, when he suddenly thought of something: "You run for me, go downstairs and buy a set of toiletries."

Jody cast a glance at the closed door: "OK."

Jody came and went.

Yan Qingyuan closed the door, walked to the door, and knocked on the door: "Brother Yan, have you changed your clothes yet?"

"All right."

A lazy voice came from the door, and after a while, Brother Yan in a white shirt opened the door and walked out against the light.

The light outlines his beautiful lines, as if coating him with a faint halo, his expression is laziness just waking up, his eyebrows are exquisite and picturesque, like the little prince who stepped on the light, and his whole body reveals A casual and free and easy temperament.

This person is now his.

Still wearing his clothes.

Thinking of the clothes Brother Yan was wearing was his own, it felt like a fire was burning in his heart.

His blood was boiling hot, even his pores were screaming, and his whole body was shaking with excitement.He felt an unprecedented excitement, this emotion came quickly and fiercely, instantly overwhelmed his reason, did not give him time to tidy up, made him feel anxious and confused, as well as inexplicable desire and excitement——

But this is not right.

He struggled out of the chaos with a little reason, forced to suppress the clamoring voice in his heart, and tried to keep his voice from trembling: "Does the clothes still fit?"

"It fits well." Qiu Yun is so perceptive, how could he not notice his strangeness?

He pretended to be ignorant and said, "We are not much different in size."

"Handsome." Yan Qingyuan hid his inner thoughts and smiled innocently and harmlessly: "There is no one more handsome than you, Brother Yan."

"Small mouth is so sweet." Qiu Yun said, looking at him with raised eyebrows: "Is it honey?"

"Yeah, I just ate candy behind your back." Yan Qingyuan raised his head with a smile, and leaned in front of him: "Brother Yan, do you want to try it?"

Qiu Yun raised his index finger and put it between his lips: "Brush your teeth first."

He lowered his eyes and looked at the fingers between his lips.

Brother Yan's fingers are beautiful, slender and long, and the touch between his lips is very clear, which reminds him of what he did with this hand in the afternoon.

He held back the timidity in his heart, clenched the palms hanging by his side suddenly, and tried not to show timidity, he bent his eyes: "Brother Yan, do you still remember what you did with this hand before?"

Meeting his smiling eyes, Qiu Yun withdrew his hand uncomfortably.

Unexpectedly, the other party suddenly grabbed his hand, lowered his head and kissed the back of his hand: "I'm going to change clothes, you wait for me for a while."

Yan Qingyuan thoughtfully touched on this topic.

Qiu Yun stared at the closed door thoughtfully, that's why he and Yan Qingyuan got along so comfortably. Although it was only a short two days, the other party never made things difficult for him, just like a sensible and precocious normal boy .

If it weren't for the infatuation and fanaticism that flashed in the other party's eyes just now, he would have almost forgotten that the other party has a psychological problem.

But Yan Qingyuan didn't want him to notice, so he controlled it very well.

Before Yan Qingyuan confessed or exposed, he could only pretend not to know, and he couldn't take him to see a psychiatrist.

What can be done is to try to keep him away from the fate, so as not to encounter the abnormality in the fate that stimulates him, and then arouses the darkness that is suppressed in his heart.

While he was thinking, Yan Qingyuan also changed into a white shirt and slim black pants, and the two of them stood together, just like couples.Jody came back with the bag, saw that the two were dressed the same, and gave two extra glances: "Is this Brother Yuan's clothes? Brother, are you throwing up?"

"Well, I vomited." Qiu Yun said vaguely, and Yan Qingyuan next to him couldn't help laughing.

Jody was confused by his laughter: "Your two brothers also vomited. They vomited all over me, and even kissed me with that stinky mouth. It almost disgusted me to death."

"Who told you and Ma Xiaobo to drink them?" Qiu Yun took the toothpaste squeezed by Yan Qingyuan, brushed his teeth in a hurry, washed his face with cold water, and turned to ask Jody: "My two brothers What? Why didn't you come with me?"

"Sleeping." Jody rolled his eyes and said, "I can't wake up no matter what."

This is troublesome.

Qiu Yun frowned, it was impossible for him to leave on his own without leaving a few words.

"Brother Yan, why don't you leave tonight?" Yan Qingyuan said.

"Let's check the situation first." Qiuyun took out his mobile phone and looked at it. It was already past seven in the evening, so he asked Jody: "Aren't you going to set up a stall at the night market tonight? Why didn't you go?"

"My little brother who wants to go to work." Jody took out a bunch of keys from his pocket and threw them over: "This is the key to Wang Yingjun's house. Remember to take those two away when you leave."

After explaining the matter, Jody left in a hurry.

Yan Qingyuan led him to Wang Yingjun's house.

Wang Yingjun's house was in a nearby alley, and there was no one at home, only the deafening snores resounded throughout the house.

"Wang Yingjun's parents divorced, and they both started their own families. He lived with his grandfather since he was a child, and after his grandfather passed away, he lived alone." Yan Qingyuan turned on the light and explained to him.

Qiu Yun nodded slightly, followed the snoring sound to find the room, opened the door, and a strong smell of alcohol came over his face, making him subconsciously cover his mouth and nose.Yan Qingyuan next to him turned on the light, and saw Liangwen lying on the bed in only his underpants, sleeping in a mess.

He frowned, walked over and bent down to pat Lu Wen's face.

Yan Qingyuan, who followed, pulled the quilt over the two of them without any trace.

Qiu Yun took a glance and then looked away, as if he didn't see his small movements, he patted Lu Wen a few times but didn't respond, so he went to pat Wang Bowen's again.

Wang Bowen opened his eyes, stared at him for a while, muttered something vague, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Qiu Yun shook his head helplessly, walked out of the room, and said to Yan Qingyuan who followed him, "I guess I won't be able to go back tonight, I'll call home."

"Then I'll take you to dinner later?" The corners of Yan Qingyuan's lips deepened, and his smile became more gentle.

"Aren't you going to set up a stall in the night market?" Qiu Yun thought of the clothes that were packed in the afternoon: "It happens that I will go with you, and then just buy something to fill your stomach."

Yan Qingyuan's eyes flickered for a moment. Ma Xiaobo said earlier that there are many seniors over there, so he didn't lie to Brother Yan.

The night market in the university city is full of nearby students. Brother Yan is well-behaved and good-looking, and he is easy to attract attention. He does not want Brother Yan to be stared at and strike up a conversation.

Thinking of this, he said without changing his face: "It's too late to go now, the booths are all taken up."

Qiuyun dialed the phone number at home, heard his words, glanced at him, and was about to say something when the phone was connected.

It was Father Yan who answered the phone.

He said he would not go back tonight, but Father Yan said he knew, and asked him, "Did you skip class with Lu Wen and Wang Bowen today?"

"The head teacher contacted you again?" Qiu Yun asked.

"All the calls are coming to me, what do you think?" Father Yan on the other end of the phone spoke calmly, as if he was not angry at his son skipping class at all, but said earnestly: "You don't like studying, and I won't force you, but You have to put on a show anyway, don't let your old man be trained like a grandson by the teacher, your father and I are a big boss at any rate, and we have to lose face."

Qiu Yun sighed inwardly.

Father Yan undoubtedly loves his son, but his love has no bottom line, so even though Yan Xun has no sense of right and wrong, he feels that no matter what he does, Father Yan will help him solve it.

This love is a bit heavy for Qiu Yun, because he is not Yan Xun and deserves it.

After hanging up the phone, he let out a long breath, and didn't mention the stall again, but said, "Let's go eat first."

He ate dinner outside, a large portion of beef noodles, which made him feel full.

After leaving the noodle shop, the two chatted while strolling to digest food.

He consciously brought the topic to family, and took the initiative to talk about Yan's father and Yan's mother: "My mother is an art student, and she has an artist's romance in her bones. She has no common language with a workaholic like my father, so when I was young At that time, they divorced."

After finishing speaking, he tilted his head and asked the silent boy beside him: "Where are your parents? I don't seem to see anything from them at your house. Are they dead?"

"My parents?" Yan Qingyuan was stunned for a moment, raised his confused eyes, and looked towards the end of the alley. My grandma said that she died of dystocia when she gave birth to me. My dad couldn't bear the shock, and got drunk all day long, and his temper became more and more irritable. It wasn't until last year that he started to cheer up and went out to do business with his friends. gone."

Qiu Yun stared at him for a long time before withdrawing his gaze, feeling in his heart that this Yan little fox is a natural talent for acting.

The little dazed expression and the emotions in place are really vivid in the performance. If he didn't know the truth, he would probably have been fooled by his acting skills comparable to the statuette.

"Then your dad can leave you alone at home?" He asked cooperatively.

Yan Qingyuan lowered his eyelids and said in a low voice: "There is nothing to worry about. I am surrounded by neighbors who have been with me for more than ten years. Everyone takes good care of me. There are also a group of brothers who have a good relationship. Now I know you again... "

As he spoke, he smiled again and turned to look at him: "Brother Yan, will you leave me?"

Qiu Yun rubbed his head: "I'm going to be admitted to Peking University. If you don't want to have a long-distance relationship with me, then you have to work hard to get admitted to the same school as me."

"Beijing University?" Yan Qingyuan looked at him suspiciously: "Brother Yan is sure?"

"What? Don't believe me?"

Yan Qingyuan's expression tightened, and he nodded seriously, forgetting what Brother Yan's father said when Brother Yan called just now: "I believe, as long as Brother Yan says, I will believe it."