When the boss wears the best [Quick Transmigration]

Qiu Yun's curly hair followed Yan Xun's grandfather.

The natural curly hair is dyed golden like a doll, but it can't stand the long hair. The roots of the hair will turn black in a few days and need to be dyed again.

He was troublesome, and secondly, he was too conspicuous. No matter where he was, he was the focus, so he was directly dyed black.

It's a pity for Yan Qingyuan, he really likes Brother Yan's little golden curly hair, just like the little prince, beautiful and cute.

But after listening to his words, I also knew that dyeing hair is not good for the body, and the regret in my heart disappeared.

The two of them were bored in the room.

Ms. Wen Jing downstairs calmed down the fear in her heart, took out a card from her bag, put it on the table, and walked out of the milk tea shop.

It was noon, when the sun was at its hottest.

However, this old street is dark, wet, dirty and smelly, just like a stinking ditch. Those who live here all the year round are like mice who don’t see the light of day. I don't know how to change, so I guard my own one-acre three-point land, eating and waiting to die.

As long as these people have a little self-motivation, they will not be trapped in this poor place.

She looked at the garbage pile with flies flying in front of her with disgust.

If it wasn't for Yan Qingyuan, she would never step into this place again in her life.

But Yan Qingyuan didn't understand her painstaking efforts, and even ridiculed her many times. She was taught to be uneducated by that scum Yan Dahai, and she didn't have any admiration for her.The palms hanging by her sides were clenched tighter and tighter, and the light and darkness in her eyes were changing. If it wasn't for her infertility...

She looked back at the milk tea shop, and through the glass door, she could clearly see the bowls and chopsticks piled up on the tables inside.

A look of disgust flashed in her cold eyes, she was just a brat who had never seen anything in the world, she could defeat the young and beautiful goblins raised by her husband, and succeed in becoming the first among mistresses who gave birth to children If you don't believe it, you can't subdue a yellow-haired boy.

Ms. Wen Jing's thoughts are unknown to Qiu Yun and Yan Qingyuan.

Yan Qingyuan wanted to take him to the wheat field on the outskirts of the city. He pointed to the weeds growing out of the ruins outside. These weeds were wilted by the scorching sun, and said, "Let's go later. If you go out now, it's easy to suffer from heat stroke."

"Listen to Brother Yan." Yan Qingyuan rubbed his neck affectionately: "Then what are we going to do now? Go to the movies? I remember there is a small cinema over there in the university town."

He was thinking about the horror movie that Ma Xiaobo said, and wanted to try the feeling of throwing himself into his arms or getting into Brother Yan's arms.

Qiu Yun didn't know what he was thinking, nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "I asked you to choose one of the two last night, you are smart, let me come and ask for everything."

"Children make choices, of course adults want them all." Yan Qingyuan put his arms around his neck, kissed him on the cheek, and then let him go: "I'll download the app to see what movies are showing. "

Yan Qingyuan had his own thoughts, deliberately avoided Qiu Yun, ordered two horror movies in half an hour, and then led people downstairs.

When the two came down, Ms. Wen Jing had already left.

Yan Qingyuan caught a glimpse of an extra gold card on the seat where the woman was sitting before, and his eyes flickered. He was ridiculed like that, and he left a card for him... He put the card in his trouser pocket without a trace .

He didn't believe that the woman gave him the card to make up for the lack of maternal love in these years. If she really cared about his son, why did she go so early, and now she came out to say that she had difficulties, did she really think him stupid?

Yan Qingyuan's every move did not escape Qiu Yun's eyes.

He pretended he didn't know anything, and followed the other party out of the milk tea shop, chatting and walking out of the flat area.

The old streets passing by are old and cramped, and the sun can hardly shine through.

Once out of the old street, the scorching sun is like a ball of fire, distorting the air.Yan Qingyuan opened the parasol, held it next to Qiu Yun above his head, and said: "The schools in the university city are almost on summer vacation, and many students have gone home. It is not as lively as before. Otherwise, we can still watch the movie after watching the movie." Take a stroll."

The University City is across from the Ping District.

There is a long and wide road in the middle.

The two of them crossed the road and walked into a long street. As Yan Qingyuan said, there were many shops, advertisements were flying all over the sky, and the advertisements for discounts and promotions of various products kept making noise, but there were no customers.

After crossing several streets, I finally found a small theater on a corner.

It's really small. If you are not familiar with the terrain here, you can hardly find it. There is a sign showing movies at the door. When you walk into the lobby, you don't even turn on the air conditioner.

"I'm going to pick up the tickets, and you're going to buy some snacks?" Yan Qingyuan said, taking the umbrella.

There are three self-service ticket machines inside.

There were a few people lined up behind the ticket machine. Qiu Yun scanned around. There was not much space, and he could see the popcorn counter at a glance. He nodded and walked towards the snack area.

Qiu Yun bought two medium-sized buckets of popcorn and iced Coke, and Yan Qingyuan had already picked up the tickets when he came back.

He didn't have a movie ticket, so he followed Yan Qingyuan into the movie theater.

The air-conditioning was turned on in the cinema hall, and there were not many people. Almost half of the seats were vacant, and the people who came were two by two, a man and a woman.

He looked a little weird, followed Yan Qingyuan to find a side seat and sat down, handed him popcorn and Coke, and asked casually, "Why did you choose such a corner seat?"

Yan Qingyuan coughed lightly, and his face was a little hot: "Isn't everyone sitting like this?"

Qiu Yun turned his head, saw his red ear tips by the light in the movie theater, and turned his eyes to the other men and women sitting next to each other, unexpectedly saw a couple's heads together in front of them, and suddenly felt a sudden feeling in his heart It's kind of funny at the same time.

Yan Xun went to the movie theater with his friends, but he only watched it in the home theater, but he didn’t go to the movie theater — he went to the movie theater once, and it was a matter of the last world, but he just went into the lobby at that time, without even a ticket I was blocked by the original owner's rotten peach blossoms when I bought it.

"Then what..." Yan Qingyuan's voice came from beside his ear.

He looked over, and Yan Qingyuan reached out and grabbed his wrist: "Are you afraid of ghosts?"

Qiu Yun's thoughts changed, when he came in just now, he saw the name of a horror movie written on the sign at the door, and asked, "The horror movie you bought?"

"Ang." Yan Qingyuan looked at him with twinkling eyes.

He raised his eyebrows, raised the Coke in his hand and took a sip: "I'm not afraid." Even ghost cultivators have been killed before, so there's nothing to be afraid of in a movie.

But Yan Qingyuan said, "I'm afraid."

"..." Qiu Yun looked at him strangely: "Are you afraid that you will buy some horror movie?"

"Ma Xiaobo told me that horror movies are suitable for couples to watch." He said, swallowing: "But when I came in, I found that the theater was chilly, and I felt something was blowing my neck."

"Of course it's cool when the air conditioner is turned on." Qiu Yun looked up and was amused: "And you chose the position of the air outlet, so it's no wonder it's not chilly."

"Tuyere?" Yan Qingyuan froze for a moment, no wonder he felt chilly on his neck.

He looked up, and the light went out with a bang.

The movie theater was instantly dark, and his pupils flickered in the darkness, but his hand holding Qiu Yun tightened uncontrollably.

A dim light appeared on the big screen in front of him.

The sound of the car's engine came from all directions. He raised his head and glanced at the screen from the corner of his eye. In the foggy mountain suburbs, a car was slowly approaching, and in the thick fog, a man in ragged clothes The man with a rag doll in his arms stopped in front of the car.

However, the driver was disturbed by the dense fog and did not see the person blocking the road. With a bang, he slammed into it directly.

There was a family of four in the car.

Hit something, the male owner wanted to get out of the car to check, but found nothing.

While he was checking, a little girl got out of the car and picked up the rag doll on the ground.

As soon as the camera turned, the plot began.

Yan Qingyuan heard a lot of exhaling sounds from all around, mixed with a slight groan.

He followed the sound and looked over, and with the light of the screen, he saw that a couple sitting not far in front had already kissed each other, and one hand was cruising restlessly on the other's back.

He rolled his eyes, turned his head to look at Brother Yan who was staring at the screen, the light from the screen hit his face, outlining his delicate outline, he whispered, "Brother Yan."

"Huh?" Qiu Yun slightly turned his body and leaned forward, a soft touch was imprinted on his cheek, and then a low voice said in his ear: "Look at the couple on the right."

Qiu Yun glanced in the direction Yan Qingyuan said, and it was a couple who kissed so hard that they couldn't part each other.

Thinking back to what Yan Qingyuan said just now that horror movies are suitable for young couples, there is still something in his heart that he doesn't understand. People brought him to the cinema to watch movies, not because he was afraid of ghosts, but because he had other plans.

Thinking of this, Yan Qingyuan, who turned his head to look at the darkness and couldn't stop his scorching gaze, grabbed a handful of popcorn and stuffed it into his mouth when he was not prepared: "In public, don't disturb me watching movies."

Yan Qingyuan, who was waiting for a kiss, was suddenly stuffed with popcorn.

How do you call watching a movie when you come to the movie theater and don't do something bad?

He gnashed his teeth to finish chewing the popcorn in his mouth, and reluctantly wanted to lean over to kiss his mouth, but another handful of popcorn stuffed his mouth.

"Don't make trouble, if you want to make trouble, wait until you go back."

"..." How could it be the same?

People often say that a little farewell is better than a newly married one.

Not long after they got together, they parted for more than half a month. When they met, they didn't talk about thunder and fire, but there must be intimacy, right?

Yan Qingyuan chewed the popcorn in his mouth vigorously, and suddenly there was a lot of movement in his ears. He glanced at it, and saw that one of the lovers who had just kissed passionately had already sat on the other's lap.

He frowned. In public, he didn't pay attention to the influence at all.

Thinking to keep his face away, he glared resentfully at Brother Yan, who was eating popcorn and watching with gusto. They were all boyfriends. His boyfriend was so active, but his boyfriend only had movies in his eyes.

Perhaps the sadness in his eyes was too obvious.

Without further ado, Qiu Yun stretched out his long arms to pull him into his arms, and said in a low voice: "There are night vision surveillance cameras in the theater, and there are people on the other end of the surveillance cameras to monitor the situation of video cassettes and fragments. What is done here, the staff can see clearly through the surveillance.”

He doesn't have a hobby of broadcasting live broadcasts to people.

After listening to his explanation, Yan Qingyuan finally calmed down, picked up a popcorn from the bucket, and brought it to his mouth.

He rolled his tongue and took away the popcorn, Yan Qingyuan picked another one and put it in his mouth.

Can't kiss directly, can't you kiss indirectly?

Yan Qingyuan leaned on his shoulder, fed one to his brother Yan, and ate one for himself. After the movie ended, the popcorn was almost eaten.

When the lights came on, the two walked out of the theater.

As soon as he stepped out of the theater, a wave of heat hit his face. Yan Qingyuan held up a parasol, turned his head and was about to ask Brother Yan if he wanted to take a stroll here, when he saw a couple with familiar hairstyles walking out with unsatisfactory expressions on their faces.

He casually glanced at the short skirt the girl was wearing, and thoughtfully said to Brother Yan, "There's an ice cream shop in front, let's sit there for a while, and bring some back to Jody and the others."