When the boss wears the best [Quick Transmigration]

Qiu Yun raised his eyes and cast a glance.

It was the person who called him 'little friend' just now, Yan Qingyuan called him Ma Xiaobo.

I didn't take a closer look before, but now I find that this person's facial features are quite beautiful, especially his eyes, which are long and charming. If he hadn't shaved his head short, his whole body exudes the aura of "I'm the most attractive", saying that he is a Girl, there is no sense of disobedience.

Qiu Yun was sitting upright, with his legs crossed, his fingers resting on the table were bent, and he tapped on the table with his fingertips: "Are you asking about my home or the school?"

Ma Xiaobo flicked the cigarette ash for a while, looked at him sideways, and suddenly became amused: "Where did Yan Qingyuan find such a good baby like you back? Can you play the game later?"

"Competition?" Qiu Yun withdrew his fingers from tapping the table, and looked at him.

"That's right." Ma Xiaobo exhaled a puff of white smoke, "Didn't Yan Qingyuan tell you when he came here?"

Qiu Yun turned her head to the bar.

A few people were sitting or leaning against the bar and chatting. Through the crowd, one could see the young man who was busy at the bar.

The boy is still wearing a white shirt and black trousers today, and a black leather apron with a halter neck.

Among a group of people dressed in a different way, he is like a little lamb caught in a pack of wolves, eye-catching, yet strangely harmonious.

"What are you guys competing for?" He retracted his gaze and looked at Ma Xiaobo.

Ma Xiaobo shook his legs and said, "bmx."

Qiu Yun was startled: "What is bmx?"

As soon as the words fell, Ma Xiaobo's legs stopped shaking, and he just stared at him with his mouth wide open.

As if looking at it like this was not enough, Ma Xiaobo threw away the cigarette in his hand, leaned forward, propped his hands on the table, leaned in front of him, stared at him for a long time, and then said in disbelief: "You don't even know bmx?"

"Should I know bmx?" Qiu Yun met his eyes and said calmly.

"No..." Ma Xiaobo turned his head to the bar, raised his voice and shouted: "Yan Qingyuan, why did you find a foreigner who doesn't understand anything?"

Ma Xiaobo's words instantly silenced the noisy milk tea shop.

The busy young man raised his head and followed everyone's gaze to Qiuyun and Ma Xiaobo: "When did I say he is a foreigner?"

"He's not a wailian, are you bringing him in at this time?"

After hearing this, Qiu Yun had a half-knowledge: "Why, can't I enter the milk tea shop at this time?"

Ma Xiaobo opened his mouth, was suddenly discouraged, and sat down on the chair: "It's not impossible to enter. Usually when we play bmx, we will gather here. If someone brings friends over during the period, it is the default." Outreach."

Qiu Yun was silent for a moment: "So what exactly is bmx?"

"Fancy bicycle." Ma Xiaobo took out his cigarette and lit it, his eyes were empty: "When you came in, did you see the BMX at the door, that's what you were playing with."

After saying this, Qiu Yun understood: "Bike off-road."

Ma Xiaobo nodded with interest, and returned to the bar with a cigarette between his hands.

Qiu Yun raised his eyebrows when he heard someone calling him Brother Ma, he didn't take this matter to heart, he just held his chin and looked at the boy who was already sealing the milk tea cup.

Someone talked to Yan Qingyuan: "Brother Yuan, are you three picking seven of us today?"

Yan Qingyuan didn't answer, and returned to the bar with seven cups of milk tea in his arms: "56 yuan, scan code or cash?"

"Scan the QR code." Ma Xiaobo put the cigarette in his mouth, and took out his mobile phone: "Our brother has contributed more than half of the income of your milk tea shop for a few months. When will we get a membership card for us? Discount or something?"

"Wait for the summer vacation. I'm free during the summer vacation. Then I'll get someone to come over and install a cash register."

"By the way, get some fried snacks, so that we can fill our stomachs when we get together." Speaking of snacks, Ma Xiaobo looked at the time: "It's almost time for lunch, monkey, you go with Pan Zi We buy vegetables in the supermarket, and we will cook hot pot here at noon."

Yan Qingyuan washed his hands, took a ceramic cup and sat down opposite Qiu Yun: "Sorry for keeping you waiting."

Qiu Yun shook his head: "Are you always like this?"

Yan Qingyuan: "What?"

Qiu Yun looked at a group of people who were discussing what to eat, he followed suit, and smiled: "They are all friends who hang out together, and it happens that it is convenient for me to be here."

"Very good." Qiuyun said.

He could see the sincere smile in Yan Qingyuan's eyes when he said this, which showed that he liked this kind of life.

"Don't look at how they are dressed... they are not very serious, but they are actually very easy to get along with. Let's talk about my milk tea shop..."

When Yan Qingyuan was talking, he kept staring into his eyes, seeing that he didn't reject him, and didn't show contempt, so he continued: "Usually they and Jody and Wang Yingjun you met yesterday came to help me in class. Watch."

When mentioning those two people, Qiu Yun asked: "Then why are the two of them not here today? I just heard from Ma Xiaobo what bmx you are going to play this afternoon."

"They went to repair the car." Yan Qingyuan didn't really want to play today, but when the other party mentioned this, his gentle eyes became a little hot: "There is a game, do you want to watch it?"

Qiu Yun nodded slightly, and was about to say something when the phone in his pocket vibrated.

He said sorry, took out his phone, saw a name called 'Wang Bowen' flashing on the screen, and connected the call——

"Brother Yan, are you okay?" The voice was cautious.

Qiu Yun didn't react for a moment: "What do you want from me?"

"It's good that you're fine." The other party seemed relieved: "Wen Er has a game, let me call you out to play billiards."

"I don't have time today, next time."

"Okay, you have a good rest, and we'll see you at school tomorrow."

After hanging up the phone, he suddenly recalled, Wang Bowen's attitude could not be that he thought that he was broken in love and hid at home and didn't want to see people?

"Is there something wrong with you?" Yan Qingyuan asked.

Qiu Yun regained consciousness and put the phone in his trouser pocket: "It's nothing, my friend asked me to play billiards."

"You know how to play billiards, do you have time to discuss it?" Ma Xiaobo came over at some point, raised his arm and put it on Yan Qingyuan's shoulder: "My dear baby, do you eat spicy food? Do you have any taboos? What kind of food do you want?"

——Good baby?

This is the first time someone uses this word to describe himself. Could it be that Yan Xun's face is too harmless to humans and animals?

He looked at Ma Xiaobo delicately, and corrected: "My name is Yan Xun."

"Got it, baby. We're going to go grocery shopping. Let me know if you have any taboos."

Qiu Yun saw that he was laughing out of his teeth, so he knew he did it on purpose, so he didn't care, and opened his mouth to refuse, Yan Qingyuan next to him said: "You don't need to prepare for the two of us, I'm a little angry, not quite If you want to eat hot pot, I will take him home to eat later."

"That's fine." Ma Xiaobo nodded: "Then take the good baby to see our technology in the afternoon."

"..." Qiu Yun twitched the corners of his mouth, watched Ma Xiaobo leave, and asked Yan Qingyuan, "Do you think I look like a good baby?"

Yan Qingyuan laughed lightly, thinking that Yan Xun, who asked this question, was so cute that his heart beat a little bit faster.This feeling is a little strange, beyond his control, but he strangely doesn't feel the anxiety when he loses control, but instead has a faint expectation.

What to expect?

He doesn't know yet.

"Actually, you are more like a little prince." He said with a smile.

Qiu Yun also smiled: "Then you are a little fox?"

The two people met their eyes, and after a few seconds, they smiled at each other knowingly.

Half an hour later, the grocery buyer came back.

Jody and Wang Yingjun came back with them.

Jody undid yesterday's dreadlocks, and her shoulder-length hair was tied behind her head with a scrunchie.

When he saw Qiu Yun, he nodded without any surprise.On the contrary, Wang Yingjun behind him saw Qiuyun, his eyes flickered, and when Yan Qingyuan asked Jody to watch the shop, and took him out of the milk tea shop with a painting and gift bag, he also followed him.

Yan Qingyuan glanced at Wang Yingjun, handed the painting to Qiu Yun, and said as he walked, "The painting is not good, please forgive me."

The painting is scrolled.

Qiu Yun opened it and looked at it. It was the same as the photo posted in the morning. The slight difference is the color difference and the kind of warmth.

The colors are more saturated and the warmth is more intense.

From a painting, you can see the mood of a person when painting.

Obviously, when Yan Qingyuan painted this picture, his heart was warm.

He rolled up the painting and followed Yan Qingyuan to the alley opposite the milk tea shop.

The alley was very narrow, with a lot of sundries piled up against the damp walls, so crowded that only two people could pass side by side.

He walked side by side with Yan Qingyuan, and there was a faint smell of lemon in the humid air.The smell is very light, not smoky, but also very fresh, like the smell of the boy next to him.

He said, "Student Yan Qingyuan, have you always been so modest?"

Yan Qingyuan turned his head sideways, his smiling eyes were as warm as the sun in March: "Then do you like this painting? To be honest, don't lie to me."

Qiu Yun smiled back at him: "To be honest, I like it very much."

Falling behind, Wang Yingjun stared at Brother Yuan's side face, lit a cigarette thoughtfully, and continued to follow.

When he got out of the alley, Brother Yuan seemed to be planning to take someone home, so after thinking about it, he turned and went back to the milk tea shop, and dragged out Jody who was sitting at the bar: "What's the matter with that golden retriever and Brother Yuan? "

Jody looked inexplicable: "What's going on?"

Wang Yingjun took a deep breath of cigarette: "Brother Yuan brought that golden retriever home."

"Just take it—wait a minute, what did you say?" Jody asked with wide-eyed eyes.

"Brother Yuan, you know what kind of temper he is. He really doesn't like people visiting his private space." He let out a puff of white smoke heavily: "But now he has brought home a person who has only seen him less than twice."

"He brought little brother home?"

Jody took a deep breath, snatched the cigarette from Wang Yingjun's hand, and took a sharp puff: "I don't know about it, I just know that he stayed up late last night to draw a picture for my little brother, and he read it every day. The illustration in the fairy tale "The Little Prince"."

After finishing speaking, he muttered again: "If my little brother is a chick, he can still say Yuan Gechun. My heart is moving, but my little brother is a boy, and they don't know each other well. Why do you take it home?"

"Are you asking me?" Wang Yingjun recalled Brother Yuan's raised lips and his gaze at the other party from time to time, something flashed in his mind, but it flashed too fast, he didn't catch it, and subconsciously frowned; "Turn back Find Brother Yuan to find out."

"You don't know how to ask yourself if you don't have a mouth?" Jody couldn't figure it out, and returned the cigarette to Wang Yingjun angrily: "I think this is purely because Brother Yuan is pleasing to the younger brother's eyes. very."

Besides, Brother Yuan is different from them.

This group of people will be like this for the rest of their lives. Brother Yuan is still young, as long as he works hard, there is a good chance of getting out of the flat area.

And the little brother...he felt that this was the opportunity for Brother Yuan to get out of the flat area.

This has nothing to do with the little brother's background.

It's that people yearn for light and beauty, and my little brother is this light in his eyes.

If it wasn't for the heavy rain yesterday, they wouldn't have had any contact with the little brother at all. As long as Brother Yuan wanted to catch the light, he would go after it by himself.

However, he felt that this idea seemed a little bit wrong.

He couldn't figure out what was wrong, and kicked the BMX by his feet irritably: "Okay, just leave this matter alone."

The author has something to say: This world follows the daily routine, there is no drama or plot.

感谢在2020-11-0620:22:30~2020-11-0720:47:28期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 Youyou Zimo;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：流萤14瓶；蓝枫雪影10瓶；小狐狸呀9瓶；1118瓶；主攻文文荒了1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!