Boss Su is so pretentious

"Indulging in the appearance at that time, such as at this moment, I think of those dusty poems.

There is no doubt about a peach blossom. "

Qian Xiyang thought, he really has no doubts about a peach blossom, but he has deep doubts about whether the crabapple flower on Sujia is really alive!

He covered it up by pinching the bridge of his nose, and secretly took a look at Su Jia.

Ah...he fell asleep...

Qian Xiyang gently put the book upside down on the table, stood up tiptoely, and prepared to find a blanket to cover Su Jia to prevent him from catching cold again.

As soon as he stood up, he could clearly see the head of the other party leaning against the reclining chair shaking slightly, and his eyelids moved, which seemed to be a sign of waking up.

Qian Xiyang picked up the book and continued to read:

"September that will never return..."

He maintained his speaking speed and volume and continued to read verses. After a while, he shook his left hand in front of Su Jiashang, but got no response.

"I can't remember what I gave you. I want to get it back, but there is no evidence."

Holding the book, he controlled the volume while pacing around Su Jiashang's room, trying to find a blanket or a coat.

Then he found... The room looked clean and tidy, and there were no extra coats hanging out. Qian Xiyang was standing in front of a closed cabinet, where there might be clothes or something else He didn't dare to be sure about things, and he didn't dare to open other people's things without permission.

He looked back at Su Jiashang, who was still nestled in the couch.

Qian Xiyang felt that from the back, the fairy in white looked like an oversized cushion placed on a reclining chair.

What to do... so anxious...

The boss may catch a cold if he sleeps a little longer!

Qian Xiyang tiptoed to Su Jiashang's side, and put the book upside down on the table. What he was going to do next required the cooperation of both hands, but Su Jiashang needed to sleep listening to the sound, so he began to recite the book. The poem I passed: "噫嚱嚱...the danger is so high...the road to Shu is difficult...it is difficult to go to the blue sky..."

He bowed, with his arms down, resting on...Su Jia at both ends of the reclining chair, picked him up with the chair together, and moved towards the bed with difficulty.

After all, he is not a young man in his 20s, and his physical fitness is not as good as before. It is still a bit difficult to lift a man and a big recliner to move forward steadily.

With Qian Xiyang behind his back, the radio signal in his head may not be very good, so he directly added a sentence: "An Neng's brows are broken and his waist is for the powerful...it makes me unhappy..."

As soon as these words came out, he was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but look down at the nobleman who was nestled in the chair, but he directly met his open eyes, probably because he just woke up, the eyes of this nobleman were full of moisture, It was hazy, as if out of focus.

The appearance of Su Jiashang just opening his eyes after waking up is recognized as cool and charming. Producers who know how to cater to the hearts of the audience always add the scene of Su Jiashang waking up from the bed in the film intentionally or unintentionally, with the concept of "beauty" The tactic of "blurring the audience's face" won more box office.

This tactic seems to sound unscrupulous, but many people adopt it. It is certain that Su Jia's movies are bad, but it is even more recognized that he is good-looking!

Fans on Sujia said: [Isn’t it enough that he is good-looking and good-natured?Can't this be the reason for everyone to go to the cinema? 】

But now, the beauty in the eyes of Su Jiashang's fans made Qian Xiyang's back sweat...

He said silently in his heart: "A 31-year-old man has never experienced such a big storm! Are you still afraid of such a small scene?"

At this time, Qian Xiyang had already moved to the side of the bed. Qian Xiyang carefully placed the chair on the floor, trying to minimize the bumps during the period, then he put his hand on Su Jiashang's forehead, and followed his straight The bridge of the nose is stroked down, and the opened eyes are closed.

He maintained this moving posture and muttered softly: "You are asleep."

Su Jiashang hummed lightly.

Qian Xiyang put his hands behind his back and continued to mutter in a low voice: "Since you are already asleep, is it convenient for you to sleepwalk again?"

Su Jiashang was taken aback by Qian Xiyang's miraculous brain circuit. He opened his eyes a little, and glanced at his chef. The embarrassed yet polite expression on his face can be described as a rising trend in the world of fake smiles. of a superstar.

Qian Xiyang saw the corners of his Boss Su's lips raised, and his smile was as elegant as a lotus. He said hello lightly, then stood up from the chair, opened the quilt, retracted into the quilt, and covered it again. Inside, like a finely crafted porcelain fairy lying in silk and satin.

Standing on the floor, Qian Xiyang cooperated with Su Jiashang's movements, tucked in the quilt for him, and drew the curtains to ensure that the fairy's sleeping environment was more comfortable.

Su Jia slumped under the quilt with her eyes closed, listening to the light footsteps in the room, secretly inferring what Qian Xiyang was doing at the moment.

He should have walked to the window and closed the curtains.

The footsteps came closer, then farther away. He opened the door and locked it with a click.

he's gone.

Su Jia's nerves relaxed, adjusted a comfortable sleeping position, and fell asleep peacefully. He has not slept well recently, and he would wake up after a short sleep. Feeling world-weary, he doesn't want to do anything, he doesn't want to get up, work, eat, or even play on his mobile phone.

What's the point of being sober?

At this moment, he just wants to lie here, get away from everything, and keep everything away.

Then he heard a knock on the door, and he heard a gentle voice: "Mr. Su, it's time to eat."

Lying on the bed, he responded lightly, sat up slowly, blinked his eyes, and felt that the world in his eyes seemed to have some different colors.

He put on his slippers, got up and walked to the door. The moment he opened the door, the smell of rice from his chef's body wafted into his nostrils. He felt that even if he was a fairy, he would inevitably indulge in the fireworks of this world. Excited, he asked, "Can I eat it now?"

"Su Jia's question is really stupid," Qian Xiyang smiled and nodded while thinking, "Of course, please follow me."

He stretched out his right hand, made a gesture of receiving and said, "Mr. Su, please follow me."

Su Jiashang nodded, said hello, slowly supported the handrail, and went downstairs with Qian Xiyang.

When he sat in the restaurant where he usually sat, he raised his eyebrows slightly and said to Qian Xiyang, "I thought you were going to take me somewhere different to eat."

Qian Xiyang bent his elbows, put his right hand over his left, placed it in front of his abdomen, and stood upright, like a waiter in a restaurant.

Hearing Su Jia's words, he asked curiously, "Why do you think so?"

"You don't need to tell me when you come to the restaurant for dinner." Su Jiashang stared at Qian Xiyang, sighed, and said, "But when you said 'please follow me' just now, it seemed that you wanted to attract I go to places other than restaurants, and before I sit here, I have expectations in my heart."

Looking at his expression, Qian Xiyang thought of his manager before. He also showed such a disappointed expression to himself back then. Of course, the manager's expression should have more connotation, that kind of "sorrow for his misfortune, hate for his indisputable" "The sense of disappointment, he will never forget.

Maybe I am such a disappointing person.

Qian Xiyang bowed deeply and said seriously, "I'm sorry to disappoint you."

Su Jia shook his head and said it was okay, his sorry made him choke, it was obviously just a joke, but the other party was so puzzled.

He is not feeling well and his appetite is not very good. He might not be able to eat much of the dishes on the table.

Pick up a stainless steel spoon with a pure white ceramic handle, scoop up some good-looking preserved egg and lean meat porridge, and put it in your mouth. The porridge is soft and sticky, and you can enjoy it when you eat it. The lean meat inside is stewed until it becomes rotten. When the tip of the tongue is lightly crushed on the upper teeth, it turns into fibers. After a little chewing, it can enter the throat with the rice porridge. As for the finely chopped preserved eggs, it is another matter to blend into the porridge An appealing flavor.

Qian Xiyang carefully observed his boss's facial expression, and saw that his slightly frowned brows loosened after taking a sip of porridge, and he relaxed a lot.

This person Su Jiashang...is really easy to get along with, he is not the kind of troublemaker, maybe what he said just now was just a joke...

What kind of change in Qian Xiyang's heart, Su Jiashang didn't know at this time, he had already been captured by the delicious food.

The vegetables on the plate, such as cherry tomatoes, lettuce, endive, etc., taste cool, and the juice on the leaves has a sweet and sour taste, and the unique crispness of the vegetables gives people a feeling of cleanliness.

As for the sirloin steak, it is so tender that it melts in the mouth, with a hint of vanilla and garlic, but it does not conceal the rich taste of the meat itself. Under the crispy skin, the pink meat is locked with delicious gravy , Bite it down, the tongue will be saliva, and the lips and teeth will be fragrant.

Some people are born, hold a shovel in their hands, and know how to cook ingredients to bring out the most beautiful taste. Qian Xiyang thinks that he is such a person, and Su Jiashang must also think so, otherwise he would not be able to eat so much...

"Is there any more porridge?"

"Yes, but I can't give it to you."

"why?"

Qian Xiyang lowered his eyes to avoid meeting the burning eyes of the other party. He muttered, "You have already gained two catties. Manager Lin said that if you don't control your diet, she will deduct my salary..."

Su Jia touched her cheek, and asked seriously, "But I don't look very fat, do I?"

Qian Xiyang: ...Why do I think that little flesh of yours is growing on your face.

The desire to survive made him think about his words, and said, "You are indeed stronger than before..."

Su Jiashang was silent. He lowered his head and said sullenly, "I won't eat anymore."

The fairy is still sitting in that tall and straight posture, but it looks a bit hopeless.

Qian Xiyang suggested to the fairy who was out of her body: "Then, do you want some egg tarts? I specially made some sugar-free ones."

As a result, Su Jiashang, who had been sluggish, regained his vitality. He sat there with an extraordinary temperament. At this moment, if it wasn't because there were no cameras around, Qian Xiyang would have thought he was going to take a photo...

However, it is such a handsome guy who is elegant and elegant, with a noble and elegant posture, he just opened his mouth: "Is there a limit to the egg tart?"

Qian Xiyang: "..."

On Su Jia!I beg you to pick up the broken characters! !

The author says:

Fans on Su Jia: [My fairy brother, the flower of Gaoling, is elegant and peerless, between the corners of his brows and eyes, he is naturally romantic and glamorous. 】

Qian Xiyang's trumpet left a message: [Be sober! ! 】

Su Jia's fans: [Heizi, go away! 】