Bend yourself and the great God HE

Mo Ran hurried forward and stood in front of Qiao Yun, "Brother Hao, Qiao Yun is straightforward, but he is kind."

Such a protective calf, Qi Minghao thought, you are not a fuel-efficient lamp.

Qiao Yun poked his head out: "That's right, I'm kind. From this point of view, it's a problem with the decoration company, and it has nothing to do with Brother Hao's taste."

If it weren't for such a close friend, he wouldn't be bothered to tell the truth.

I was also going to say, why don't we redecorate Brother Hao's house while we are renovating.

Before he could say anything, Mo Ran turned around and hugged him with one hand, "Baby, if you continue, Brother Hao is going to vomit blood."

Qi Minghao stood where he was, his cheeks twitching.

How did they know that the layout of this house was designed by him, Qi Minghao, and it was none of the business of the decoration company.

But if Qi Minghao didn't say anything, it would make Qiao Yun laugh.

Qiao Yunchong Moran pursed his lips and nodded, indicating that he would not speak anymore.

Mo Ran patted him on the back, be good, and then pulled him into the living room.

The three of them went in, Qiao Yun pointed to a large artistic photo on the wall, and said "hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm" to Mo Ran, indicating that he wanted to speak.

Qi Minghao slowed down, grinning now, with a triumphant look on his face, "How about it, isn't it pretty?"

"Pretty." Mo Ran echoed the words.

But Qiao Yun said: "Isn't this photo Tianxin, brother Hao, you don't have to hang up the photo of someone you like so much at home, Tianxin came to see it, are you embarrassed?"

With a swish, Qi Minghao had a fourth heart attack.

"Excuse me?" Qi Minghao said, "Tianxin is my girlfriend, why am I embarrassed to hang her picture?"

Roaring almost to himself.

Qiao Yun opened his mouth wide, magically?

"—Tianxin is your girlfriend? Did she admit it?"

Qi Minghao closed his eyes and opened them again, finally grinned stiffly, and paused: "Yes, she admitted it, we are together."

"Don't you live together?" Qiao Yun asked again.

Qi Minghao's eyes widened, "Do I need to report to you, Qiao Yun, if we live together?" The roar was almost crazy.

"-Besides, I want to buy a house because I chased after Tianxin, just like your Moran. What's the matter, Moran is doing this for romance, and I'm embarrassed to do it?"

Qiao Yun shrugged slightly, "Then you didn't tell me in advance." Anyway, he was right.

Qi Minghao choked up for Maitreya Buddha, "Yes, yes, I didn't say, but did you say that you are with Mo Ran?"

"I told you." Qiao Yun raised his jaw, "I told you on the second day we were together. Let me introduce you, my dear."

"—isn't it?"

I XX you OO, Qi Minghao repeatedly covered his chest, he was about to be sent to the ICU.

Ahem, Mo Ran grabbed her baby and said, "Well, Brother Hao, I have something to do with Qiao Yun, so we'll leave first."

Going on, he didn't guarantee that Qiao Yun would make Qi Minghao angry again.

Qi Minghao didn't even have the strength to wave his hands, so he just said: "Let's go, take him back and take care of him. I can't say no to him, Qiao Yun's mouth is too poisonous."

"Well, take care of it, take care of it when you get back." As he said, Mo Ran took Qiao Yun into his arms and left.

As soon as he left Qi Minghao's house, Qiao Yun burst out laughing.

Mo Ran raised his hand and moved his head, "Still laughing, look at how angry you are with Brother Hao."

"Who made him angry on purpose? I'm telling the truth." Qiao Yun took Mo Ran's arm, tilted his head and asked, "Unless, you also think that kind of decoration is stylish."

Mo Ran tilted his head and replied, "Don't put your hat on indiscriminately, I didn't say that."

"That's right, if you really want to pretend like that, I will definitely not live." Qiao Yun's eyes were particularly arrogant.

Mo Ran hissed and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Really?"

"Ang, if you don't believe me, try it?" Qiao Yun asked back.

"..." Mo Ran was convinced, "Don't dare."

The new house is still under renovation in full swing, Qiao Yun is busy shopping while staring at the renovation.

As for Mo Ran, he devoted himself to the post-production optimization of "Drunk and Happy".

He needs to hurry.

This day at 504, Mo Ran was focusing on game testing, and Qiao Yun sat next to him to browse the home website.

After a long time, he couldn't help asking Mo Ran: "Master, what style of bed do you like?"

Mo Ran was too fascinated to hear Qiao Yun's words.

The corner of Liu Xing's mouth twitched: "It's started, it's going to start again."

Chen Feng puffed lightly: "Calculating the time, it's been half a month, and the dog food is full."

"Normal communication is also called "spreading dog food?" Qiao Yun didn't turn his head, and just swiped the webpage to answer the two people behind him.

Chen Feng was originally writing a thesis, but after hearing this, he couldn't help it: "Please, have you communicated with Mo Ran? Now he just doesn't speak, or he is too focused on playing games, and he will speak after a while." -"

"Come on, let's learn from Chen Feng." Liu Xing interrupted him, "Ahem, watch."

With his eyes fluttering, Chen Feng immediately sat down.

Qiao Yun looked back at him.

Liu Xing raised his affectionate eyes and said to Chen Feng: "Master, which style of bathtub do you like?"

Chen Feng cleared his throat, and lowered his voice to imitate Mo Ran's low voice: "Just big enough, otherwise it's too crowded."

puff--

Qiao Yun almost threw up, "It's too much, you two."

"There are more." Liu Xing signaled Qiao Yun not to speak, and he continued, "Master, today I asked the master to change the kitchen to an open one."

Chen Feng quickly picked it up: "It's a good change, so you can sit in the living room and watch me cook."

Fuck, Qiao Yun was so numb that he rubbed his arms up and down.

"Hmph, it's more than that." Liu Xing motioned Qiao Yun to continue watching, then affectionately lifted Chen Feng's chin, and said, "No, God, you can start a business with peace of mind in the future, and leave it to me to wash your hands and make soup."

Of course, the last sentence was forced by Liu Xing, who is a playwright.

Not to be outdone, Chen Feng put his left hand around Liu Xing's neck, and still stared at him affectionately: "Fool, it's hard work, I can do my career and housework alone."

"Haha——" Qiao Yun suddenly couldn't help laughing, "That, that, if Qiong Yao doesn't ask you to play the leading role, she will bury you both. Really, let's go act."

"Yeah."

"Mom."

The two breathed and pushed away in disgust, both feeling sick.

Although it wasn't so gross, the two of them did eat a lot of Qiao Yun and Mo Ran's dog food.

At least buying a bathtub to change the kitchen is a real thing.

Now that I'm buying a bed again, can the two of us not have a joke?

This smile brought Mo Ran back to his senses, "What are the two of them doing?" He asked the smiling Qiao Yun.

Qiao Yun waved his hands again and again, "It's okay, God, you continue to be busy, ignore them, you two dramatists."

"Cut." Liu Xing glanced at Qiao Yun, returned to the computer, and asked Mo Ran, "How is the test result of "Drunk Happy", the club has urged me several times, always asking me when the new game will be released. "

"That's right, what's the result of the game?" Qiao Yun was also anxious, half a month had passed, how many nights had the master stayed up, and if he continued, his health would not collapse.

Mo Ran kept a cold face, the situation was not good.

Three people leaned over at once.

"No way, the game is not going well?"

Mo Ran shook his head slightly, sighed and closed the computer.

"I'm going, it's not going well?" Chen Feng is a fan of Moran's game. He liked "Academy Jianghu" at the beginning. After it was revoked, he has been looking forward to Moran's "Drunken Happy".

"I didn't say anything." Mo Ran suddenly smiled, "The game went smoothly, and the three of you are so nervous, I'm really touched."

Let me go, the three of them let out a long breath.

"Successful, you still have a cold face." Qiao Yun wanted to give him a slap.

Mo Ran said, "I'm cold-faced because—"

He paused, pointed at Qiao Yun's computer screen, and continued: "This bed is too small, I'm afraid of falling on the floor."

"..."

"!!!"

"Playing ball, and throwing dog food, right?"

Half a month later, the decoration of the new home was completed, and Mo Ran chose to move on Qiao Yun's birthday.

Qiao Yun was very satisfied with the busy work.

He likes the bright and clear white main tone.

He likes the high-end and textured home furnishings.

He likes the stylish and modern sense of technology.

The most important thing is that he likes the man in front of him who is about to live with him.

"Do you like it?" Qiao Yun asked Mo Ran.

Mo Ran smiled broadly: "It's okay."

Qiao Yun kicked his ass with one knee, "I chose these, but it's okay?"

"Take it lightly baby." Mo Ran rubbed his buttocks, "Don't live together on the first day, your buttocks will be swollen."

"...???"

After a few seconds, Qiao Yun's face turned red, "...Master, you are so coquettish."

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the two of them were busy in the kitchen, preparing the dinner for Qiao Yun's birthday.

Qiao Yun is actually not very good at cooking, his only cooking skills are those he learned from Mo Ran in City B.

But not enough.

There are a lot of ingredients on the kitchen counter, and he hesitated, "There are so many, why don't we order takeaway?"

Anyway, please invite Liu Xing and Qi Minghao, just order a table to deal with it.

Mo Ran was still chopping vegetables, raised his eyes, and asked, "Master Qiao, do you think I look like a delivery man?"

puff--

Qiao Yun burst into laughter instantly, "Like, too much like, if I wear another one..."

He compared his hands to Mo Ran's head, and continued: "This kind of hat is like a chef delivering food."

Mo Ran pressed him on the kitchen counter with his backhand, "Chef? Look at which chef dares to treat Master Qiao like this." As he said that, he pressed his chin down.

Qiao Yun raised his jaw and bit Mo Ran's lips, "Look at the chef who is so charming that I can bite him."

Biting, biting, Master Qiao's mouth was restlessly bitten open by the chef.

In the kitchen, no playing with fire is allowed.

How could Mo Ran resist such teasing? His hand was still dripping, and it directly reached into the hem of Young Master Qiao's clothes.

The waist became hot, cold and itchy, and Qiao Yun "poofed" in Mo Ran's mouth on the spot.

Mo Ran's face turned green instantly.

In the evening, Qi Minghao brought Tianxin and Li Meng, Liu Xing took Chen Feng, and several of them appeared at the door together, each carrying various gifts in their hands.

"Qiao Yun, happy birthday."

"Congratulations, happy housewarming."

"Double happiness."

"Okay, I'm so familiar, don't pretend to be polite." Qiao Yun couldn't bear this, so he asked a few people to order casually and sit inside.

Seeing Qiao Yun dressed as a cook, Qi Minghao wanted to take revenge, "Yo Qiao Yun, I didn't expect you to look so pretty when you wear an apron."

Qiao Yun glanced at him and swung his legs: "Master, I am naturally beautiful, even if I wear a shabby dress, I still look better than someone else."

Qi Minghao started to have a heart attack again, "Moran, you agreed to take care of it, he, he, he, does he seem to have taken care of it?"

"Master, Brother Hao provoked me first." Qiao Yun complained in reverse.

Mo Ran was still busy in the kitchen, and casually agreed: "Take care, take care of it tonight."

"Hey, what are you talking about." Qiao Yun laughed, "You want miscellaneous?"

It was originally a joke, but Mo Ran coughed lightly and didn't answer.

But Qi Minghao said loudly: "Mo Ran, put him on the bed for me so that this kid can't turn over, try hard!"

The air suddenly froze.