Boss Su is so pretentious

Qian Xiyang felt that there was something wrong with him, or that he was being led astray by Aunt Yang next door. Otherwise, the more he looked at Su Jiashang, the more he felt that this person acted exactly like the blind date that Aunt Yang showed him... That square The aunt of the friend of Wu’s old partner’s son’s friend… that lady of great family…

Speaking of this relationship is quite confusing, anyway, she is alone...

Su Jiashang easily noticed the difference in Qian Xiyang's eyes on him. Usually, the chef was cautious and had these expectations. The eyes that observed his own diners, now...now it is more like looking at his appearance, condition, Exploration of body movements.

"Sigh, it's really a sin to be too good-looking," Su Jiashang thought, "My beautiful face has once again attracted the attention of a private chef."

He slowly ate the egg toast on the plate. He didn't like the kind of breakfast that was exquisitely presented and overly rich in content. He preferred a simple and delicious breakfast. There were not many types, but the quantity was just right for him.He doesn't like Yangchun Baixue in terms of diet, what he appreciates is the simplicity and down-to-earthness of the university cafeteria.

At this point, the food made by Qian Xiyang really touched his taste.

Forget it, since he is very satisfied with his cooking skills, he should remind him out of kindness. Su Jiashang gently put down the knife and fork in his hand, chewed and swallowed the food slowly, and then picked up the cup to take a sip Soymilk, when the mouth was empty, said: "Today's breakfast is delicious, I like your food very much, you are a very good cook."

We only have a pure chef and diner relationship, don't fall in love with me, it will make each other distressed, get it, Xiyang.

Qian Xiyang glanced at the employer's ear, which was stained with a light pink. He couldn't understand why he was embarrassed to praise his chef, but given Boss Su's narcissistic and proud character, he probably wanted to hear the rainbow at this time. What a fart, so I took the initiative to praise him.

Qian Xiyang, who thinks he can see through the heart of his employer, smiled and praised in his most sincere tone: "I also like Boss Su very much. You are the best boss I have ever seen. You are kind, good-looking, and able to work for you." It's really an honor for me."

Su Jia: "..."

What to do, I am so happy to be praised by him.

He coughed lightly, lowered his head and poked the toast on the plate with a fork, and muttered, "Actually, I'm not that good either."

Qian Xiyang took advantage of the situation and praised a few more words. After seeing that the other party's ears turned red again, enough was enough, and he accepted it as soon as it was good.

The harvest of rainbow fart allowed him to gain the favorability of the boss and... an invitation to work overtime?

"Xiyang, are you free on the night of the tenth?"

Qian Xiyang thought about his barren night life, and it was nothing to dedicate to work, at least he was not alone, so he nodded: "I'm free."

"I received an invitation letter for the Bazaar dinner, and I won't be back until very late, Xiyang, come and make me supper."

Qian Xiyang: Meow meow?

Doesn't that mean he has to work overtime until the early hours of the morning, so how can he go home?There is no early morning disco on the subway!

Su Jiashang knew what he was worried about, and he said his solution: "You can rest at my place that day, and you can choose any spare room."

Qian Xiyang was taken aback for a moment, he always felt that according to Su Jiashang's appearance, he seemed to be taking advantage of him by living in his house, but he had no choice, so he nodded and said yes.

Qian Xiyang didn't know what kind of mood he was going home with. He thought, that might be the closest day to the extravagant life since he entered the industry. Compared with that kind of dinner party, the gatherings he had attended were nothing. Bazaar's dinners have commercial value, but what Qian Xiyang participated in was more like pure communication, and the bargaining chip was for young actors like them... Cough, exchange this young and lively soul for further capital.

When commuting from work on the subway, he swayed with the train as the speed of the train changed. He thought of rows of well-maintained but rarely driven luxury cars in Su Jiashang’s garage.

It is really a drought to death, and a flood to death. Materials are never allocated according to demand, but are allocated according to purchasing power.

Su Jia's privacy is well protected. Although people don't know what his background is, but from his words and deeds, it can be seen that this person must have received a good education, and the kind of nobility engraved in his bones is not ordinary Family-bred.

Qian Xiyang's thinking began to diverge. He remembered what had happened during the past few dozen days of work, and the information he came into contact with, plus the revelations he found on the Internet before, about Su Jiashang, the suggestions in his mind. The model gradually tends to be complete.

Good family background, handsome appearance, kind-hearted, a foodie, hobbies...

Man.

Yes, he could see that his Boss Su's orientation is male plus male, and males are welcome. The job conditions of a private chef clearly require introductions from acquaintances. There must be this reason. Other reasons may include the need for a tight-lipped person to guard Su. Let's set up Jiashang...

After all, the fairy brother Kaolin Flower on the screen is too ooc in reality, he doesn’t look like a person at all, Qian Xiyang thought, if he put on a vest and wrote about Su Jia’s fan literature, there would be a lot of comments in the comment section People say he is a clay sculpture fairy.

Qian Xiyang thinks that their fan filter is too thick, it's not him who made clay fairies, but fairies who make clay themselves, okay...

And according to his observations, Su Xianzi herself has an ex-boyfriend. Su Jiashang is 26 years old this year. As a man with normal physical conditions, he debuted so early. How could it be possible without a love history? If you are not a Buddha, you don't have to be so harsh on yourself.

After getting off the subway, he went to the canteen downstairs of his house as usual, drank beer in the middle of the night, and all his troubles slipped away. He muttered like this, but his fingers skipped the beer bottle and chose the purified water next to it.

After returning home and changing his slippers, he put purified water on the table, walked into the bathroom, took off his upper body clothes and put them on the washing machine, and began to observe the 31-year-old man in the mirror, himself, Qian Xiyang.

In terms of appearance, people who can enter the Drama Academy will never be too ugly. After they get older, when the person in the mirror smiles, there will be shallow fine lines at the corners of the eyes. Added a sense of roundness, and the once good figure began to lose shape, the body fat rate increased significantly, and the muscles were not as obvious as before. I don't know when, a thin layer of skin was wrapped on the tight muscle tissue. Fat.

The problem of body shape management that has been deliberately avoided in the past is now on the bright side. Qian Xiyang's face is not very good-looking. Looking in the mirror, he knows that it is time to lose weight. The lens imaging is to turn a three-dimensional person into a 2D one. On a plane, his face is obviously rounder than it looks in reality.

Thinking of this, his face became paler and paler. It's been so long since he graduated. Compared with his former classmates, it doesn't matter if he didn't do well. What a taunt.

After all... His academic performance was considered excellent when he was in school...

Gee.

Articles like "Injury Zhongyong" really can't be overstated no matter what age they are used on human beings who are beginning to fade away from everyone...

The more he thought about it, the sadder he became, and he slammed the wall violently.

"Snapped."

Qian Xiyang, who jumped aside in fright: "..."

Fine, he hammered a piece of the bathroom tile off.

Don't panic when things happen, he took out his phone from his trouser pocket, took a photo with his upper body and the broken tiles on the floor, p off his face, opened the fitness app and created a small account, update news: [Fitness No. One day, all the best! 】

He is such an impure and contrived strange uncle!

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