The plot collapsed after everyone thought it was rotten

Ding Ding Dang Dang tossing until late at night, Ji Zongming finally organized his poor bedroom into a livable appearance.

The original plan was to be responsible for whoever made it. Young Master Ji just wanted to stand aside and be a supervisor.

But when Huo Chuxiao showed up with an electric drill that he dug out from nowhere, this plan was scrapped on the spot.

"What are you doing!?" Ji Zongming stared at him as he was about to power up the battery, and rushed forward to stop him.

Huo Chuxiao took it for granted: "Tear down the bed."

Ji Zongming: "..."

Forget it, let him come.

It was midsummer night, and even turning on the air conditioner could not alleviate the stuffy heat caused by exercise. Ji Zongming wore only a work vest and non-slip gloves on his palms. Furniture installed.

It was Young Master Huo who was actually standing aside as a supervisor, holding a cup of lemon black tea in his hand.

Ji Zongming thought it was for him, and was about to step forward to take it, but Huo Chuxiao gracefully turned sideways and drank it by himself.

Ji Zongming: "?"

He wants to swear.

Huo Chuxiao watched him make the bed, and suddenly said: "The human skeleton in the living room should also be moved in."

Ji Zongmingfei gave him a sharp look: "Don't push yourself too far."

Huo Chuxiao continued to drink black tea from a small teacup gracefully: "Put it in the living room, it's too scary to wake up in the middle of the night."

Ji Zongming threw the pillow: "Fuck, it won't be scary if you put it together in my bedroom, right?"

Huo Chuxiao said sincerely: "You look very positive."

Ji Zongming closed his eyes, now he regrets moving back, is there still time?

"Huo Chuxiao, let me make it clear to you again. I'm not a domineering president, and you're not an idol drama heroine. Don't come with me to attract attention. If you piss me off, you really pissed me off, understand? ?”

Huo Chuxiao looked at him seriously for a while, so long that Ji Zongming really thought that this person understood what he said.

However, Young Master Huo took another sip of black tea solemnly: "I'm a man."

Ji Zongming couldn't bear it anymore!

"Get the hell out of me!"

Before going out, Huo Chuxiao continued to mutter persistently: "That human skeleton..."

"Oh!"

When Ji Zongming slammed the door, the world became clean.

It was really clean, and after that day, the communication between them hardly exceeded twenty sentences.

First of all, the schedule is inconsistent. Ji Zongming wakes up at 05:30 every day for morning jogging and exercise, and goes to work on his own after breakfast at [-]:[-]. At this time, the door of Huo Chuxiao's room is still closed and will not open until [-]:[-].

Ji Zongming's lunch and dinner are all settled in the company cafeteria, and it's even more unreasonable to get off work, sometimes staying overnight at the company.And Huo Chuxiao will definitely get off work at 07:30 every day, and will go home after eating out.Occasionally the two would meet, but usually it would end with Ji Zongming, who was too busy with business and had no time to talk, to return to his room in silence, while Huo Chuxiao ignored them and continued painting in the study.

With Huo Chuxiao's personality, if Ji Zongming didn't take the initiative to speak up, the two of them could live their lives without saying a word.

On Friday, Ji Zongming seemed to be very busy, and he didn't go home until twelve o'clock in the evening.

Huo Chuxiao was painting the night scene on the small balcony of the study room. Their apartment had a high floor and could overlook the central park of the city, full of lights.The night air in midsummer is dry and comfortable. Recently, he often sits here and paints in just a set of short silk pajamas.

First there was the familiar beep after the security door was unlocked, followed by a series of noises as the man changed his shoes, hung up his briefcase, and came to the living room to pour water.

In the end, there was another "boom" from farther away, and Ji Zongming returned to his room.

Huo Chuxiao couldn't help sighing, this is simply his ideal roommate!

When Ji Zongming moved out to live with Chuhong, he felt that he would spend at least half a day thinking about this man's departure.

At least so far, Huo Chuxiao feels that he has already lived an ideal life, and now he only has to wait for a year to be promoted to a senior painter at Jingjie Studio, and then divorce his marriage, and spend the rest of his life alone and happily.

Or could he have a pet?The two cats in the studio are very close to him, and sometimes colleagues will bring their pets to take care of them for a day. Huo Chuxiao remembers that Qin Huai took a dog with him, a meteorite border shepherd with an extremely beautiful coat color, and he is very close to him No, I threw myself on me the first time we met.

The more Huo Chuxiao thought about it, the more he felt that he was suitable for keeping pets. When he went to the art exhibition on Saturday and met his colleagues at the ticket gate, he deliberately asked Qin Huai several questions about keeping pets.

Qin Huai was very flattered by his sudden initiative, careful and enthusiastic, he almost poured out his words for these simple questions.

Huo Chuxiao listened but began to lose his mind: "It feels so troublesome..." He was a little disappointed.

Qin Huai was taken aback for a moment, and quickly changed his words: "No trouble, it's because I was a little wordy..."

He wanted to say something more, but was touched by his colleague.

"Old Qin, did you see that?" The colleague pouted from a distance away, "I said we must come to this art exhibition. The Slavs have traveled thousands of miles to visit the exhibition. The gold content is absolutely leveraged."

Qin Huai looked along, and sure enough, he saw several Russians with light yellow hair, tall and broad nose bridge, and blue eyes.

Those few foreigners seemed to have local guides, surrounded by some other Chinese people, chatting happily in low voices.

Qin Huai was a little surprised. One of the Chinese looked familiar to him. He was tall and big, and his size was not inferior to that of Europeans. His back was straight and valiant, like a soldier...

Damn, isn't that Ji Zongming?

Qin Huai subconsciously glanced at Huo Chuxiao, only to realize that the latter had already gone to the souvenir stand to pick up gadgets, as if he hadn't seen Ji Zongming at all.

He remembered the last time they met, Ji Zongming actually said that he was Huo Chuxiao's legal partner.The studio knew that Huo Chuxiao was married, not because he really brought wedding candy, but because Qin Huai said it.

When Huo Chuxiao first came to the studio, he was silent and lonely. His colleagues kept a distance from him, envied his painting skills, and always regarded him as mysterious.

Mysterious people always have a natural attraction. Before long, during the chat after dinner, everyone's topic turned around to "Is Huo Chuxiao single?" Some extroverts even started planning how to get in touch with him. ways to develop relationships.

Qin Huai heard this kind of talk too much, and finally couldn't help but pat the table during a certain meal, and raised his voice: "I'm married, so restrain yourself."

So the topic changed to "Why does this kind of super handsome guy marry young!"

The colleagues calmed down, but Qin Huai's mind became active.

He knew that Huo Chuxiao was forced into a marriage, and he had no relationship with his marriage partner.

And in commercial marriages like theirs, they usually have their own way, don't they?What's more, Huo Chuxiao has been working here for so long, and he has never seen any "husband" pick him up from get off work, which means that they were separated from the beginning, right?

After all, if he marries someone like Huo Chuxiao, even if he doesn't have a relationship foundation, he will definitely try his best to cultivate a relationship with such unique conditions.

……

stop!Qin Huai forcibly stopped those unwanted thoughts.

But it's not the first time the idea has arisen.When he met Huo Chuxiao for the first time, when he silently stood outside the studio door watching him model paintings for the students, when he gave Luo Ran paint in the most gentle and roundabout way that day...

Qin Huai felt that this person was gentle to the core.

It's really weird, Huo Chuxiao is obviously seldom talkative and indifferent, how can he make him feel gentle?

Occasionally, he would imagine what Huo Chuxiao's marriage partner would be like. He must be a typical playboy, like his younger brother before he was thrown into the army to start a new life.

Who the hell knew it would be Ji Zongming!

But Qin Huai changed his mind and thought again, Ji Zongming is also very good, he is more powerful than a fool, with a strong temper and great ability, if it is made clear that he has no feelings for Huo Chuxiao, then it will definitely not change.

But why did he come to the art exhibition today?

Ji Zongming's perception of the outside world is comparable to that of wild animals. Qin Huai just stared at him for two seconds before he was aware of it and looked back.

The two men looked at each other, and Qin Huai nodded politely.

Ji Zongming didn't say anything, he just glanced at him coldly and moved away, as if he was looking for someone else.

Qin Huai narrowed his eyes, relying on men's understanding of men, he felt that Ji Zongming was looking for Huo Chuxiao.

But Huo Chuxiao had already gone to buy some Wenchuang ice cream, surrounded by a group of children, which was particularly eye-catching.

I don't feel the undercurrent here at all.

Ji Zongming finally found the figure, and found that Huo Chuxiao was indeed buying desserts, and felt three black lines appear on his forehead.

What's wrong?

"What are you looking at, so serious?" Yu Zhen secretly elbowed him, followed his gaze, and smiled thoughtfully, "Oh—so it's Mr. Xiao Huo. He's really here? "

As early as on the way here, Yu Zhen asked when Dao Ji Zongming was absent-minded. Today, Huo Chuxiao and his studio actually came to a wave of group building. Coincidentally, they were in the same art exhibition.He couldn't help laughing all the way because of this, he only dared to slander in his heart, what kind of fate is this young couple.

Ji Zongming gave a perfunctory "Hmm", then turned around and said sullenly, "Just pretend you didn't see it."

Yu Zhen looked at him with raised eyebrows, his eyes full of doubts.

When the ticket check finally started, Yu Zhen followed behind him before whispering, "You'd better do what you say."

The author says:

Boss Qin: Chuxiao is gentle to the core!

Ji Shao: Hehe, have you seen him holding an electric drill?

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles in Bizhushan; 1 bottle of stickers~

Bobo everyone!