what's under a boy's skirt

Yu Han sat in front of the workbench of the florist, carefully trimmed the flower branches, then inserted a rose on the flower clay, and when he picked up the next flower, the wind chime at the door rang.

"Welcome." He stood up from his chair and walked towards the customers who had just entered the store.Because he took care of An Yuxi in the hospital before, he handed over all the things in the store to the shop assistants. It happened that there was nothing to do today, so he asked the shop assistants to go home, so he was the only one in the shop at the moment.

"Excuse me, is the flower box I ordered this morning ready?" The customer was a tall and handsome man in his early thirties. The Polo shirt was unbuttoned and his strong chest muscles could be seen from the open neckline. He wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses, which softened the deep facial features, and combed his short natural curly hair back, making him look a bit more elegant.

Yu Han froze for a moment, and then vaguely remembered that when the clerk left, he told him that today's order was recorded in the cashier's memo, but he was so preoccupied that he forgot about it, so he quickly apologized. Said: "Sorry, do you need it urgently? Can I make it in time now?"

"No, you can do it now." The other party smiled and didn't seem to care.

"Please wait a moment." Yu Han walked to the cash register, opened the memo, saw the order from this morning, and confirmed, "Are you Mr. Song Wei?"

"That's right." Song Wei answered while looking at Yu Han calmly.He had only recently moved here and bought flower boxes twice at this flower shop, but this was the first time he had seen Yu Han—not stunning in appearance, but quite unique in temperament, "Are you the new clerk? Before I came here, I never saw you."

"I asked for leave for a while before." Yu Han smiled, and then went to pick out the materials needed for the flower box.

Song Wei followed Yu Han, watching him take out a new piece of flower clay and put it on the workbench, then walked to the shelf, turned around and asked Song Wei: "Mr. What about one?"

"The default one is fine." He likes cleanliness and elegance, so he chose a flower box with pink and white roses, and the box is just simple white.

Yu Han nodded, took the box and plastic paper, cut the flower paste into a suitable size, wrapped it in plastic paper, and put it in the box. After doing all this, he started to pick flowers, "Mr. Song ordered this Is the flower box for someone to give away?"

"No, I put it on the coffee table in the living room." Song Wei explained.

"Is the living room mainly decorated in white?" Yu Han guessed.

"Yes." Song Wei admitted with a smile, it seems that his preference is really obvious.

Yu Han took out a rose whose petals gradually changed from pink to pink, and said, "Then I suggest that the main flower be a Maria rose, and it should be warmer for decoration at home."

Song Wei saw this kind of rose for the first time. After all, he is not a person who knows flowers well, so he asked, "This rose is very special. It's called 'Maria'?"

"Yes." Yu Han explained patiently, "The magic of 'Maria' lies in its color change. When it is still a bud, the flower center is pink, and the petals may be white, but as the blooming process, the color of the flower center will change. Deepen, like the one I have now, it is almost wine red, and the white part has also turned pink."

"Thank you for telling me so much, I like 'Maria' very much, let's use it as the main flower." Song Wei felt that Yu Han had a special ability to make people who listened to him immediately agree with him View.

"Okay, I'll pick two more bud-shaped ones for you, and then you can see the color changing process with your own eyes." While speaking, Yu Han had already adjusted all the required flowers, and returned to the workbench.

Song Wei sat on the other side of the workbench, saw him concentrating on his work, and said involuntarily, "You don't need to use honorifics to me, just call me by my name."

The movements of Yu Han's hands did not stop, but it did not affect him looking up at Song Wei, and then said with a smile, "Okay, my name is Yu Han."

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Qin Muyang has been feeling depressed recently, because since Yu Han accompanied him to a friend's birthday party last time, he has avoided him intentionally or unintentionally. The only time he took the initiative to contact him was to help Hua Yunyi book a seat at his underwater restaurant.

However, he has been busy with work recently, and when he finally doesn't have to fly around the world, August is almost coming to an end.

After getting off the plane, he went home, took a shower and changed his clothes, and perfunctorily touched Luna's dog's head, which he hadn't seen for a long time, before he drove to "éphémère".

When the car drove to the door, Qin Muyang happened to bump into a middle-aged man with extraordinary appearance coming out of the shop with a box of flowers in his arms. Yu Han followed behind him. The two talked and laughed outside the shop for half a minute. The man left reluctantly.

Qin Muyang walked up to Yu Han with a gloomy face, and asked coldly, "Who is that man?"

Yu Han showed a surprised expression. He obviously did not expect that Qin Muyang, who had been working abroad, would suddenly appear here, but he quickly returned to his usual gentle appearance, and said to Qin Muyang: "The customer in the store is called Song Wei. Just moved here."

"You know quite a lot." Qin Muyang said angrily.

Seeing Qin Muyang eating vinegar, Yu Han could only sigh secretly, "He has visited the store several times, of course I will understand the basic information." He lied without changing his face, but in fact these are all Song Wei told him just now, but let Qin Muyang know that he had chatted so much with the stranger he met for the first time, and he might start thinking wildly again.

No... Why should he be afraid of Qin Muyang's wild thoughts?

"I don't mean to distrust you." Qin Muyang hugged Yu Han in his arms, with a slight grievance in his tone, "I can't help being sad just seeing you talking and laughing with others."

Yu Han responded calmly, "You are like a child who is afraid of being robbed of his toys by others."

"Brother Han is not a toy." Qin Muyang was even more aggrieved.

"Well, I know." Yu Han slightly raised the corners of his lips at him, and then said, "You came here just to talk to me, right? It's sunny outside, let's go into the shop."

"I just miss Brother Han." Qin Muyang hugged Yu Han and walked into the store. The cool breeze from the air conditioner rushed towards him, instantly cooling down the hot summer heat. It's just that the busy flower shop on weekdays was exceptionally quiet today. He was surprised Ask: "Why is there no one today?"

"I asked them to take care of the store before. There is nothing to do today. I let them take a vacation at noon." Yu Han explained the reason to him.

In other words... Yu Han had been staying with that Song Wei all the time?This realization made Qin Muyang's soft eyes turn cold again.

Noticing his change, Yu Han only felt a deep feeling in his heart, fortunately, Qin Muyang didn't bother with Song Wei's question anymore, and instead asked: "Brother Han has asked the shop assistants to rest recently, are you busy by yourself? "

"Huh?" I don't know why he asked this way, but Yu Han subconsciously made a suspicious voice, and then said, "No, it's just something I can do by myself, so I won't bother them."

"No wonder I feel that Brother Han is about to evaporate from the world." Qin Muyang said this, but his arms circled Yu Han even tighter.

It turned out to be this matter... Yu Han just felt more helpless, instead of deliberately avoiding being held accountable by him during the recent period, Yu Han preferred that he continue to dwell on the topic of Song Wei.

"Aren't I afraid that you will be too busy and disturb you?" Yu Han lowered his head, trying to get over this question as soon as possible.

"Really?" Qin Muyang responded casually without showing any emotion.

Yu Han simply put his arms around his waist, as if acting like a baby, and rubbed his chest, "Okay, okay, it's my fault, you came back right after getting off the plane, right? Are you hungry? I'll make you something to eat .”

"Yeah." Qin Muyang's voice was still muffled, but he knew that he should stop at the end, so he walked to the small kitchen in the store with Yu Han.

Yu Han opened the refrigerator, rummaged through the few ingredients, and finally turned to Qin Muyang who was standing not far away and said, "There's nothing left, how about making sushi? Or do you want to eat at the shop next door?"

"No need, I want to eat what Brother Han made." Qin Muyang smiled at him, and seemed to have finally regained the joyful mood of reuniting with Yu Han after a long absence.

However, Yu Han could still hear the unnaturalness in his tone, probably he was trying to suppress his dissatisfaction.

Without further words, Yu Han steamed the rice, took out the eggs, beat them skillfully in a bowl, added seasonings, mixed them and put them aside, then turned on the fire, poured oil into the pan, and poured the mixed egg juice , fried into a beautiful omelette.

After the omelet was finished, he turned off the fire and let it cool. He then peeled and washed the cucumber, put it on the chopping board and cut it into long strips.

Qin Muyang watched him cook for himself without saying a word, and finally couldn't hold back, walked behind him, put his arms around his waist, put his chin on his shoulder, and said softly: "Brother Han, I'm afraid, Afraid that you will be snatched away by others."

The hand that cut the vegetables paused, and Yu Han showed a helpless smile, "I'm a useless uncle, who would want me?"

"Only you, Brother Han, feel this way." Qin Muyang bit his neck sideways.

"Ah..." Yu Han yelled softly, and then gave him a reproachful look, "Don't make trouble, how can I cook?"

"Brother Han..." Qin Muyang's voice became hoarse again, full of desire.

Yu Han knew him so well, how could he not hear him?So he refused first and said: "I have to pick Xiaoyu up from get off work later, so you can just obediently feed me."

Qin Muyang was wronged, but Qin Muyang couldn't say it, he could only rub Yu Han's neck like a big dog, "Brother Han, I miss you."

"I'm right here." While speaking, Yu Han had already cut the cucumber and started cutting the ham again.

Qin Muyang looked at the back of his fair hand, showing fragile blue blood vessels under the sunlight in the afternoon, and suddenly suggested: "Shall we live together, brother Han?"

His abrupt words made Yu Han's blade sway, and almost cut his own hand. He took a deep breath and smiled reluctantly, "Help me get the sushi vinegar on the shelf over there, please?"