My little boyfriend is cruel and obedient

It was only at dawn that Tolerance was able to confirm that he really liked Jiang Bie Gu. It was only a few hours ago that he decided to temporarily hide his liking, as if nothing had happened.

But he wasn't skilled enough in hiding, and he didn't even have any practice. Facing Jiang Biegu in such a situation, he couldn't tolerate mistakes without panic, and he didn't have the confidence to cover up his emotions well.

But if you don't answer it, you will still have to go back later, it doesn't make any difference.

"Forgiveness." Jiang Zheng called him: "Your phone, won't you answer it?"

"Pick it up." Fault tolerance jumped down from the upper bunk, stepped out of the dormitory, and Jiang Zheng's voice came from behind: "What call do you have to go out to answer?"

Cheng Ming replied to him: "You care too much."

"There is a problem." Jiang Zheng said: "Tolerance definitely has a girlfriend, otherwise there is definitely someone he likes."

Cheng Ming said something again, but Tolerance didn't hear it. After closing the door to block all voices, he took a deep breath childishly before connecting to Jiang Biegu's phone.

He could hear his own heartbeat.

Jiang Biegu was not in the company, and it looked like he was in a spacious and bright exhibition hall. Compared with the hallway where Fault Tolerance was located, it was very dark, but this was a place he chose on purpose. The lights in the hallway were not as bright as those in the dormitory. But it can be maintained at a certain level, so you can see the brightness of your own lips clearly.

Such light can somewhat hide some of his unbearable, fault-tolerant, self-deceiving thoughts.

"Have you returned to the dormitory yet?" Jiang Biegu asked him.

"I'm back." Fault Tolerance didn't dare to look at Jiang Biegu, and put his eyes on the screen slightly above: "There are too many people in the dormitory, in the corridor."

Jiang Bie smiled, "So that's how it is."

I don't know if it's because I've confirmed my liking for Jiang Biegu, but the video call, which was normal before, feels extremely tormenting now, especially the silence that lasts like a year.

It's not that I don't want to see him, or that I don't want to talk to him, it's just that I feel that it's not an honest thing to face Jiang Biegu with such a mind, and I feel ashamed of the care and love he gave me.

As long as he thought of this, Fault Tolerance felt that he couldn't hold on anymore and wanted to end this call quickly.

But before he found a reasonable reason that would not be suspected, Jiang Biegu's face had disappeared from the screen. He flipped the camera and replaced it with the rear one, allowing Fault Tolerance to see the whole The look of the showroom.

I couldn't see Jiang Biegu, so I felt a little more at ease, and asked:

"Want to buy a car?"

After all, there are several different models of cars in the picture under Jiang Biegu's lens.

"I passed by the auto show after get off work, so I came in to have a look. The military training is about to end, and it's time to get out of class. If you have a car you like, you should prepare."

It's one thing to be nervous, but it's another thing to feel helpless when Jiang Biegu says this:

"Brother, I haven't got my driver's license yet."

"Sooner or later." Jiang Biegu said: "Some cars take time to order, and they will arrive almost when you get your driver's license."

"I don't want such a good car." Fault Tolerance looked at the car on the screen that was captured by the camera from time to time: "Brother, you have given me a lot of money over the years, I am fully capable of buying a car by myself, so don't worry... "

Tolerance, because Jiang Biegu suddenly turned the camera back and stopped. Fortunately, Jiang Biegu didn't notice his abnormality, and still smiled:

"How much money do you have in your card? Save it for yourself. I just want to give you a gift for going to school. Although you are still in school, the car can't be too good to avoid being ostentatious, but you can't buy it casually. If there is nothing here that you like Just look at other brands, and always choose one you like.”

The better Jiang Biegu treats him, the more uneasiness and guilt he feels in Tolerance's heart, and the more he feels that his thoughts are dirty.

I agreed to hide it, but it’s too difficult to really hide it. Jiang Biegu’s beauty and gentleness all reflect his unbearable and obscene, and fault tolerance can’t hide it anymore. He can even hear the sound of his mask breaking .

Jiang Biegu didn't wait for his words, and his expression was a little puzzled:

"Why is your complexion not so good? Are you uncomfortable?"

"No, it might be because of the lighting." Hearing the sound, Fault Tolerance said in a panic: "Brother, someone is calling me, I won't tell you now, don't buy the car, wait until I get back, that's all."

Then he hung up the phone.

Jiang Biegu on the other end of the phone looked at Ding Cheng in surprise when he saw the hung up phone: "This kid has never hung up on me before."

Ding Cheng smiled: "Maybe something really happened."

Jiang Biegu raised his eyebrows: "When the child grows up, he has his own circle and friends, and my elder brother gradually becomes less important."

"That's what I said." Ding Cheng accompanied him to continue wandering in the exhibition hall: "Why does it feel a bit delicious?"

"That's not true." Jiang Biegu smiled: "That's not the case, since fault tolerance has been with me, he has no friends, and his temper is also cold. Last time I saw him sitting with a group of peers in the villa, talking and laughing. Laughing, I was quite surprised and happy, I have never been with people of his age, and I took him carefully, always afraid of leading him astray, but now it seems that the child is very good, isn't it? "

Ding Cheng couldn't help laughing: "I was admitted to B University calmly, and I've heard too many compliments from you overtly and secretly. I really don't know what to respond to."

"Is there?" Jiang Bie didn't think so: "But I have only one younger brother in my life, and my younger brother only took the college entrance examination once, so it's okay to show off."

Ding Cheng smiled and didn't speak, Jiang Biegu looked very happy, but after a few seconds Jiang Biegu thought of something and looked back at Ding Cheng:

"Honestly, I regret agreeing to him not to live on campus. He doesn't live on campus because of me, but in the university dormitory, he should be happier than at home."

"The definition of happiness is not the number of friends." Ding Cheng said: "Happiness also varies from person to person. In my opinion, the only thing that can make fault tolerance really happy is when you are happy. Do you understand? As long as it's for your own good, you won't be able to persuade him."

Jiang Biegu heard the words and smiled:

"Children are too emotional. He always remembers what I brought him back, so no matter what he does, he will put me first. In fact, this is not good."

"That may not be the case." Ding Cheng looked at Jiang Biegu.

Jiang Bie raised his eyebrows and didn't speak. Waiting for Ding Cheng to say something, Ding Cheng pointed to the mobile phone he was still holding:

"I just hung up the phone, but I didn't put you first."

Jiang Biegu was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and then smiled: "You are right."

At the end of the day, Jiang Biegu still didn’t order a car for Tolerance. After all, the car bought for a child has to be liked by the child himself. You can quietly prepare surprises, but Rong Mi doesn't seem to have any hobbies, so Jiang Biegu wanted to bring Rong Mi over on Eleventh and let him choose slowly.

It was already a week later when Tolerance finished his military training and returned home. From the camp to school, and then back home from school, Tolerance originally wanted to go back by himself, but he hadn’t arrived at school yet. Jiang Zheng was entangled all the way with "Why don't you stay at school?" Freed from the problem, Ding Cheng called:

"I saw the bus, have you arrived at the school? I'm at the door."

"Brother Ding Cheng?" Rong fault asked, "Why are you here?"

"send you home."

Ding Cheng was waiting, and it was not easy to waste time by making mistakes. He ignored Jiang Zheng's entanglement like spells, and left the school directly with his schoolbag.

But when he walked out of the school and saw Jiang Biegu's car, he made a mistake and subconsciously stopped, not daring to go any further.

Even though he was constantly building himself up during this time, practicing how to react when he really saw Jiang Biegu, but those were all imaginations, even if it was a video call, it was still separated by a layer.

Now that they are about to bump into each other face to face, it is impossible to say that they are not nervous.

He was afraid that he would expose something, and he was also afraid that Jiang Biegu would see through something.

But on the other hand, he is happy. After all, it's been half a month since we saw each other, so it's impossible not to think about it.

Fault-tolerant or walk over, sooner or later, it is impossible not to come, rather than waiting for Jiang Biegu to sit in the car and see himself in doubt, it is better to walk over by himself, at worst he will sleep in the car, anyway, the military training is very tired It's not impossible for him to doze off when he's tired.

But Tolerance didn't expect that when he mustered up all his courage and even adjusted the arc of his smile just to open the car door in order to show his perfect side in front of Jiang Biegu, the back seat was actually empty.

Jiang Biegu was not in the car at all.

Ding Cheng turned around when he heard the door opening: "Here you come? Get in the car."

Tolerance got into the car: "Where's my brother?"

"Your brother has a social event at night, and he is already in the hotel. Let me pick you up and send you back."

Tolerant frowned slightly:

"No need, brother Ding Cheng, you can go to the hotel to accompany my brother, I can take a taxi by myself."

Rather than asking Ding Cheng to take him home, Fault Tolerance hoped that Ding Cheng would accompany Jiang Biegu. There was more need there than here, so he was about to get off the car after speaking, but was stopped by Ding Cheng:

"Don't worry, Vice President Fang is staying with President Jiang over there. Nothing will happen. I'll go there after I send you off. There won't be much time wasted."

Tolerance is still not at ease, want to say something, but Ding Cheng said:

"I'm afraid Mr. Jiang will be unhappy when I go back now, and blame me for not even doing this well."

Tolerance doesn't believe Ding Cheng's words at all, not to mention that he has never seen Jiang Biegu lose his temper with Ding Cheng when he was with Jiang Biegu for five years, even for Ji Mian's sake, Jiang Biegu would not He did this, not to mention that Ding Cheng is very good and has never made any mistakes. It is absolutely impossible to blame him for such a trivial matter.

Tolerance still wanted to persevere, but Jiang Biegu's message came at this moment:

[Have you seen Ding Cheng? 】

As long as it's not video, as long as they don't meet each other, the chat between Tolerance and Jiang Biegu can maintain the most natural and comfortable posture:

【seen. 】

Tolerance replied, and then typed on the keyboard again, wanting Jiang Biegu to call Ding Cheng back, but before he finished typing a complete sentence, Jiang Biegu sent another message, only three words:

[Be good, be obedient. 】

He seemed to know what he was going to say.

In fact, if you think about it, how could you not know?I was raised by him, except for the recent incident, I have never concealed anything from him, not even my emotions. He knows what he will say and what kind of reaction he will have, which is nothing more than normal.

And in the face of Jiang Biegu who knows him so well, can he really be sure to hide it perfectly in front of him?

In the end, the fault tolerance was sent home by Ding Cheng. Ding Cheng didn't stay any longer, and sent him to the gate of the villa and told him to eat well before leaving.

It's been about half a month since I saw him. Bean Sprouts started screaming excitedly inside before he entered the door. After the door opened, Bean Sprouts jumped on him like crazy. Tolerance couldn't bear such enthusiasm at the same time. Feeling needed again, he teased Bean Sprout for a while before returning to the room.

Taking a bath, eating, walking bean sprouts, it was almost ten o'clock when Rong Rong finished all this, Jiang Biegu hadn't come back yet, Rong Rong sat cross-legged on the carpet in the living room, with a financial book in front of him, it was almost half an hour In the past, Fault Tolerance has not even finished reading the first line.

Jiang Biegu will be back soon, this is the first time he has faced Jiang Biegu after confirming his intentions, he is worried that if he didn't hide well, Jiang Biegu would find out something and would be rude to him.

Minutes and seconds passed, and the palms of Rong Rong were sweating. At this moment, Bean Sprouts took a ball and put it in front of him. Seeing that Rong Rong didn't move, he pushed forward with his nose again. Rong Rong came back to his senses. She stroked Bean Sprout's head, but forgot to throw the ball. Bean Sprout stared quietly for a while to see that he still hadn't played the game of throwing the ball with her, so she fell down in front of Rong Rong, listless.

But fault tolerance is hard to protect itself now, and it doesn't care about bean sprouts at all.

When the car lights flashed by outside the window, Tolerant's heart stopped for a beat. Before he had time to look out the window, Bean Sprouts had already rushed to the door.

That's right, what can make Bean Sprouts so excited must be Jiang Biegu's return.

Tolerance took a deep breath and got up from the ground. He didn't plan to open the door to pick it up. After all, he never took it like this, but when he saw the car stopped outside the window, it was Ding Cheng who got out of the car first, and then ran away in a hurry. When he got to the back seat, Fault Tolerant knew that Jiang Bie had drunk too much. At that moment, he lost all his thoughts and went straight out the door.

Fault tolerance has never seen Jiang Biegu so drunk, sitting in the back seat and not moving.

"Why do you drink so much?" Rong Cuo frowned and asked. Hearing this, Ding Cheng, who originally wanted to get into the car to wake up Jiang Biegu, stopped, looked back at Rong Rong who was walking over, and said helplessly. : "I was happy at the beginning. After all, Shun He's case came to a perfect conclusion. The wine toasted by the other party was not easy to push away. Later..."

When Ding Cheng said this, Fault Tolerance had already walked to the front of the car, bent down and leaned into the car, so when Ding Cheng paused for a moment, he didn't pay attention, but just patted Jiang Biegu's arm to wake him up, but Ding Cheng's words sounded behind him again, and he heard Ding Cheng say:

"Later, I ran into an acquaintance who mentioned a few words about Mr. Jiang's late friend."

The "Brother" that was on the edge of his mouth was so forcibly stuck in his throat, but he returned to normal in an instant, as if he didn't hear Ding Cheng's words at all, and patted Jiang Bie again when he saw that Jiang Bie hadn't woken up. his arm:

"elder brother?"

But Jiang Biegu seemed to be very drunk and showed no signs of waking up, so Tolerance stopped calling him and took his arm, wanting to move him to the side of the car so that he could carry him down.

Jiang Biegu was completely unconscious, his body was so weak that he had no strength at all, Tolerance just pulled his arm forward a little, and Jiang Biegu's upper body was already upside down.

While fault tolerance was catching his body, he felt a wet and soft touch land on the position behind his ear, and while fault tolerance was stunned, it slid all the way to his neck.