Bend yourself and the great God HE

The strange quilt had already been spread on the sofa, and her legs were curled into the quilt.Seeing Qiao Yun shoving him away, he laughed and said, "Why, I can't bear to sleep on the sofa, but I'm still afraid of sleeping alone."

Qiao Yun frowned slightly: "You are the master, and I am the guest. There is no reason for the guest to sleep on the master's bed and the master to sleep on the sofa."

In fact, Qiao Yun just felt that Mo Ran underestimated him.

To put it bluntly, he is not used to being taken care of by a man like this.

But Mo Ran pulled the strap of his nightgown, shook it slightly, and said, "If you feel embarrassed to be taken care of by me, you can also choose to lie on the sofa or bed with me, huh?"

"No." Qiao Yun raised the tip of his nose, and pushed Mo Ran again, "Speak as you speak, don't move."

Then he continued: "Sit down a bit."

"Huh?" Mo Ran vacated a space.

Qiao Yun put his quilt next to Moran again, sat down on his buttocks, and said stiffly: "I just choose a bed, I just can't sleep."

"Then talk?" Mo Ran tilted his head to look at him.

Under the light of only one wall lamp left, Mo Ran looked at him and smiled softly.

Qiao Yun just discovered a problem, every time he thinks about what to do, it seems that he can't escape Mo Ran's eyes.

In front of Mo Ran, he has no privacy at all.

But he couldn't see through Mo Ran's heart.

Simply let go of the talk.

"Let me ask you, since when did you miss me." Qiao Yun curled his legs under the quilt and crossed them.

It's only natural to think about two words.

He is sure that the one who falls in love with the other party first must be the stranger.

Mo Ran smiled softly, put his hands on the back of his head, and smiled slightly: "I really like the word you said about remembering, because probably since I was in the Internet cafe, I have been thinking about... your back view."

"What?" Qiao Yun squinted at Moran at a distance.

But Mo Ran closed her eyes.

"You must think it's outrageous," he said.

Qiao Yun: "..."

Mo Ran continued: "I was working on Ling Wu's design at the time, and I had no inspiration. The moment I saw your back, I seemed to know what Ling Wu was missing."

Qiao Yun is very:? ? ?

"What's the difference??"

Mo Ran suddenly opened his eyes, with a vague smile on the corners of his mouth: "I miss you with such a back."

Qiao Yun was stunned for a second, then laughed: "Brother, don't you think your thoughts are a little frivolous?"

"Is there?" Mo Ran smiled indifferently, "Yes, but Qiao Yun, I have never felt that a person's back is so beautiful."

Qiao Yun didn't know if he was praising him or teasing him.

But in terms of figure, he himself has a lot.

"Okay." Going on, Mo Ran was still talking nonsense, Qiao Yun pulled the quilt over his lower abdomen, and said, "Go to sleep, I understand."

Mo Ran shook her head: "What about you, what do you like about me?"

Qiao Yun frowned, twisted his neck stiffly towards Mo Ran, and pushed him: "Get out, I like you to stay away from me."

After finishing speaking, the corners of his flat mouth could not help but rise.

The next day, when Qiao Yun woke up, he was on Mo Ran's bed.

He clearly remembered fighting with Moran on the sofa yesterday, and in the end he pushed Moran back to bed.

But now, he was on the bed, Mo Ran disappeared.

Before he had time to look for Mo Ran, the phone beside the pillow vibrated.

Qiao Yun took it over and saw that it was "Master Mother".

"Oh, goddess." Qiao Yun picked up the phone and yawned lazily.

"Little Yunyun, your dad and I just came back from the company, why didn't we see you in the room, where did you go early in the morning?" Ye Zhimei's voice was soft and eager.

Qiao Yun turned over and replied, "I'm in City B. I mentioned it to my dad last time. I said I was looking for a friend in City B. I came here yesterday afternoon."

"What? Are you in City B?" Ye Zhimei asked, "Have you gone to find Ai Yun?"

Qiao Yun smiled incredulously: "How is it possible, I'm here to find a boyfriend."

"Boyfriend?" Ye Zhimei doubted that she was deaf.

Qiao Yun said: "Yes, a male friend."

Ye Zhimei immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "Stinky boy, explain clearly, and scare me."

"—Then when will you come back?" Ye Zhimei continued to ask.

Just as Qiao Yun was about to come back after playing for a few days, Qiao Mingsheng's voice came from the phone, "Qiao Yun, are you in City B?"

"Ah." Qiao Yun paused, "I'm in City B, I'll be back in two days."

He had to restrain himself somewhat when talking to his father.

If he ran so far alone without saying hello, his father would not be able to make it through without scolding him.

In the end, Qiao Mingsheng just sneered: "It seems that you still don't want to let go of an internship in the branch company. If that's the case, you should go and work as an assistant to the financial manager over there."

Ok?

"It's not dad, I don't want to practice now, I..."

Qiao Mingsheng interrupted him in a deep voice: "It was you who proposed to go to the branch company in city B for an internship. Now you just run over without saying hello. If you don't do an internship, what exactly do you want to do?"

Qiao Yun was dumbfounded.

Slowing down, he pursed his mouth and said, "Okay, an internship is an internship, but you asked me to be an assistant to the financial manager, which is too..."

"Too shameless?" Qiao Mingsheng asked.

Qiao Yun muttered: "It's quite embarrassing."

"Then don't say it's my son."

I go……

"Why are you so worried, dad, you don't even recognize your son?" Qiao Yun laughed angrily.

Qiao Mingsheng said: "Everyone in the company needs to know that you are the prince of the Qiao Group. You are not called an internship, but an inspection. Everyone has to support you. What's the point?"

It sounds reasonable, but Qiao Yun doesn't think that's the case when he listens carefully.

Just as he was about to ask a little more, Qiao Mingsheng said, "Learn more from Manager Xu, and start working today. Also, if you don't want to go, buy a plane ticket and come back immediately, and learn from me."

"...No, I'll go." Qiao Yun didn't want to leave because his arms couldn't twist his thighs, "I'll report later, and you send me the contact information of Manager Yu."

"It's Manager Xu." Qiao Mingsheng corrected him righteously, "Go directly to the company to report, if you continue, I will be mad at you."

Before Qiao Yun could ask for the exact location of the company, Qiao Mingsheng hung up the phone.

Heh, Qiao Yun pulled the quilt helplessly to cover his face.

His internship is obviously an excuse, an excuse to find Mo Ran.

Now that people are here, there is no need for excuses.

The most important thing was that he was about to enter the workplace before he left school, he literally dug a hole and buried himself.

Rolling around with the quilt in his arms, Qiao Yun looked up to the sky and sighed, "Why did I always dig a hole to bury myself when I met Mo Ran—"

As soon as the words fell, the door rang.

Mo Ran pushed the door in with breakfast in hand, seeing Qiao Yun wrapping himself like a rice dumpling, he asked, "What's wrong with you, I heard you shouting from outside the door, who buried who."

Qiao Yun sat up and saw Moran wearing sportswear: "Moran, did you go for a run early in the morning?"

"Yeah." Mo Ran smiled shyly, looking helpless, "Go and wash up, and come over for breakfast after you're done."

Qiao Yun closed his eyes slightly, looking at Mo Ran who was avoiding his eyes.

"There's something wrong with you. Why did you go for a run early in the morning. Also, I slept on the sofa last night and you slept on the bed. When did you put me on the bed again? Why don't I know?"

This word is very spiritual, Mo Ran smiled slightly.