Porcelain industry leader

Gu Qingchi didn't sleep well this time. He was woken up by a nightmare at one o'clock in the morning. He opened his eyes and saw a head that was frightened out of his wits again. After recovering for a few seconds, he remembered that he was sleeping in Song Yu's house.

The heartbeat didn't slow down for a long time.

Above Song Yu's head was a small night light, shaped a bit like a marinated egg, but with a few small black dots on it, resembling eyes and nose.

The last time I came here, it seemed that there was no such light.

Gu Qingchi was a little curious, he propped himself up and took a look, and found that it was a little chicken.

Pretty cute.

The upper body of Gu Qingchi gently crossed Song Yu's head and pulled out the mobile phone that was still charging. When he retracted his body, his palm accidentally pressed Song Yu's arm.

Song Yu frowned and hummed.

Gu Qingchi opened his mouth and didn't dare to move. He waited until Song Yu's brows gradually relaxed before he lay down back to his position.

Within a few minutes, Song Yu turned over and put his whole face on it. Gu Qingchi tilted his neck back a little, looked at him, and smiled.

At the same time, breathing becomes slow and cautious.

Song Yu's sleeping appearance looked very peaceful, his nose fluctuated slightly, and he breathed softly and steadily. Coupled with his messy short hair, he looked like a childish boy.

Gu Qingchi raised his hand to help him straighten the fine strands of hair on his forehead, and smiled with the corners of his lips raised.

Following his jawline, he saw the slightly protruding collarbone and a large expanse of fair skin on his chest.

The corners of Song Yu's lips twitched slightly, and then the Adam's apple on his neck rolled.

For some reason, when Gu Qingchi saw this scene, he felt a small scorching electric current rushing through his chest.

He covered his chest, and his face started to feel hot. This is a feeling that can only be felt when seeing pornographic scenes in movies.

I actually tightened my abdomen against a male friend!

What is the situation! ?

Is it because I haven't vented for a long time or because this point happens to be more lustful! ?

Probably both...

Gu Qingchi's eyes were still looking at Song Yu's chest, trying to prove that he didn't have such a strange reaction because of looking at Song Yu.

Song Yu's nightgown was unbuttoned, and he could see his underwear directly if he looked down, but it was blocked by the quilt, so he had to look away and play with his phone for a while.

After playing a few small games, Song Yu still kept this sleeping position and did not move. Gu Qingchi picked up the quilt and glanced down, and saw Song Yu's flat belly and small bumps on his chest.

After loosening the quilt, Gu Qingchi's face turned red, and he felt that he probably drank too much coffee and was poisoned by caffeine.

What are you doing! ?

Why Mao insisted on going to see people naked!

But looking back and thinking about it, I think it's nothing...

Song Yu even saw him naked!

Just take a look at what's going on!

... But Song Yu is upright, so peeping like this is very wretched. You can wait for Song Yu to take a bath next time and look back upright.

Ah!

Gu Qingchi, what the hell are you thinking about in your mind when you stay up most of the night!

Song Yu needs to know that you are thinking about these ghostly things, they might make a brick of you into a plane!

Gu Qingchi fell asleep again while confessing, and ended up dreaming directly of the day Song Yu was drunk, and in the dream Song Yu kissed him again, but this time he woke up before he could throw him on the sofa.

When he woke up and saw Song Yu's face, he wanted to find a crack in the ground and get in quickly.

What a shame!

Hey.

Perhaps it was because Song Yu reached out to help him every time when he was most helpless, and brought him hope time and time again, so he had unconsciously put him in a very important position in his heart.

In addition, during this period of time, he had more contact with Song Yu, so he probably had this kind of dream.

While comforting himself, Gu Qingchi took out his phone and glanced at the time.

It was still early, and Song Yu next to him was also soundly asleep. He tiptoed out of bed, planning to make him a richer breakfast.

Song Yu was woken up by the alarm clock as usual, then pressed the alarm clock, and was woken up again. After five consecutive times, Gu Qingchi walked into the bedroom and slapped him on the arm, "Get up and have breakfast!"

"Hmm..." Song Yu buried his face in the pillow and replied sullenly.

Seeing that he had hummed for a long time but didn't respond, Gu Qingchi rubbed his head, "Move."

"Well... right away." Song Yu simply slid down and got into the quilt.

Gu Qingchi immediately lifted the quilt, grabbed his arm and shook it twice, "If you don't get up again, I'll throw you out of the window."

Song Yu turned over, closed his eyes and smiled, "Try it."

Without saying a word, Gu Qingchi picked up his small waist and the hollows of his knees.

Song Yu was taken aback by the momentary sense of weightlessness, and immediately grabbed Gu Qingchi's clothes with wide eyes. After recovering, he raised his neck and laughed loudly, "How dare you!?"

Gu Qingchi strode to the window, stretched out his fingertips to push the glass away, and said with a smile, "I really threw it away."

"Throwing objects in the sky is an uncivilized behavior." Song Yu kept laughing, hooking Gu Qingchi's neck with one hand, and put the glass on with the other hand.

Gu Qingchi released his right hand and put Song Yu on the ground, "I saw a juicer in the cupboard, and I made you a glass of mango juice, go and taste it."

"It must be delicious." Song Yu straightened his clothes, the corners of Gu Qingchi's mouth curled up, and Song Yu immediately added, "Everything I squeezed with my juicer is delicious."

Gu Qingchi closed his mouth and narrowed his eyes.

Song Yu chuckled and slipped into the bathroom as if fleeing for his life.

Gu Qingchi followed in and stood beside him by the pool.

"You haven't washed your face yet?" Song Yu casually took out a white hair tie from the cabinet, put it on his head and pushed it back, ready to wash his face.

"Well, I was so busy tinkering with that juicer that I forgot to brush my teeth." Gu Qingchi turned his head and saw the two bunny ears on Song Yu's head, and almost got a nosebleed.

It's too cute!

There is no sense of violation and!

Song Yu changed the toothbrush head and handed it to Gu Qingchi: "Then you brush your teeth first, and I'll wash your face first."

While brushing his teeth, Gu Qingchi looked at the two small ears on Song Yu's head from the mirror, and couldn't help but pinch them.

Soft and fluffy.

There is a small carrot pinned to one of the rabbit ears. After pinching the rabbit ears, pinch the carrot again.

Song Yu rubbed his face, opened his eyes and looked at him in the mirror, smiled and bent his eyebrows, "Aren't you cute!?"

"Well," Gu Qingchi patted him on the forehead, "It matches you very well."

Song Yu wiped off the water on his face, put his hair on Gu Qingchi's forehead, clapped his hands and said, "It's so cute!"

Looking at himself in the mirror, Gu Qingchi almost laughed, "How stupid."

Song Yu hurriedly rushed back to the room to get the phone, and then ran back to the bathroom. Gu Qingchi had already pulled off the rabbit ears on his forehead.

"Hey, why did you pick it off!" Song Yu put the rabbit ears on him again, and raised his phone to take a picture.

Gu Qingchi reached out to stop him, "Don't take pictures, it looks really stupid."

"It's not stupid at all, it's so cute! It's really really cute!" Song Yu pulled away Gu Qingchi's arm and pushed the camera to his forehead, "Don't move! I'll just take a picture!"

Gu Qingchi had no choice but to compromise, and raised his hand to touch the rabbit ears on the top of his head, "Just one."

"Ah... just one picture." Song Yu didn't let go of his finger while pressing the shutter button, and took dozens of pictures without letting go.

"Show me." Gu Qingchi stepped forward and moved closer.

Song Yu immediately put the phone on his chest and smiled, "I'll send you back on WeChat."

"No, I don't want it." Gu Qingchi lowered his head and washed his face.

Song Yu slapped him on the head again.

In the photo, Gu Qingchi was turning his head sideways and touching the rabbit ears on his forehead. The scars on his face and the rabbit ears made him look a lot cuter.

Song Yu picked the most perfect one and sent it to Moments without any text.

As soon as I sat down at the dinner table, I have already received a dozen comments, basically asking who this handsome guy is.

The aunt replied: You two really have an affair.

Uncle replied: Sure enough, there is an affair.

Cousin replied: I have an affair [insidious].

Song Yu almost laughed out loud, took a sip of mango juice, "It's delicious, did you add yogurt?"

"Well," Gu Qingchi was still busy in the kitchen, "Do you like fried eggs, boiled eggs (without shell) or boiled eggs (with shell)."

"Tea eggs." Song Yu leaned against the kitchen door frame holding a cup.

Gu Qingchi glanced at him expressionlessly.

"Thank you for the boiled eggs." Song Yu said immediately.

"Okay." Gu Qingchi cracked the eggs into the newly heated oil pan.

Song Yu walked over, "I said boiled eggs! Is this boiled eggs!"

"Boiled eggs have to be cooked for a long time, and fried eggs are faster." Gu Qingchi said.

"Then what are you asking?" Song Yu wanted to roll his eyes.

"Tomorrow I'll get up early and make it for you." Gu Qingchi recorded the tea eggs in the small notebook he carried with him.

Because I couldn't remember how to write tea characters for a while, I asked Song Yu for advice.

"You know how to cook tea eggs?" Song Yu smiled, and wrote the word "tea" stroke by stroke in his small notebook, and flipped forward two pages. There are a lot of pinyin on things at work.

"I haven't cooked it before. Check it online. It should be quite simple." Gu Qingchi turned the fried egg over.

Song Yu was so happy that he said "Oh" lightly, and helped him write all the words he couldn't write next to the pinyin.

After breakfast, Song Yu brought Gu Qingchi to the coffee shop as usual, and then chatted with Zhou Yanran about Gu Qingchi.

Zhou Yanran expressed deep sympathy for what happened to Gu Qingchi, and also expressed that she could keep it a secret and continue to let him work here until the ID card came down later.

Song Yu also asked someone about the ID card. He is an unregistered person who has not gone through the adoption procedures. He must first apply to the civil affairs department for adoption registration, and then go to the public security agency to handle it Permanent residence registration.

Song Yu gets a headache when he hears about this kind of department or bureau. A small matter can be broken down into ten or twenty steps to get it done. Just filling out an application form is probably enough to make Gu Qingchi tormented. It is estimated that it will not work out in a month or two.

At noon, Song Yu planned to go to the coffee shop for a walk, but before he got up, he received a call from his father, asking who was the boy in the circle of friends.

"My friend." Song Yu said.

"A classmate? Did he stay with you last night?" Dad asked.

"Ah, he had some trouble with his family recently, so he's staying with me for a while." Song Yu felt quite surprised, and after thinking about it, it was probably because he accidentally put the water heater in when he was taking pictures. Dad actually watched so carefully! ?

"He ran away from home..." Dad's tone changed immediately, and he said seriously, "How old are you and you are still at odds with your family."

Song Yu was annoyed by his father's self-righteous tone, flattened his lips and said, "You don't know the details, besides, he didn't run away from home."

"Why don't I understand, run away to live in someone else's house, what is it if you don't run away from home?" Dad said, "Hurry up and persuade him, let him go home early, his family knows that he lives with you ?"

"Dad, there are so many things in this world that you don't know. Don't keep talking about things like yours. Not every child is me. He didn't make any mistakes. What if he just lives with me for a while?" Oh, I didn't spend your money and I won't hang around in front of you, why do you care about everything." Song Yu frowned slightly.

"I can ignore him, but you are my son, I am concerned about what's wrong," Dad raised his voice, "Also, should you speak to me like this?"

"Then let me tell you, I'm very well. I eat well, drink well, sleep well, and I'm very happy that he lives here! I wish he could live here forever! Thank you for your concern!" Song Yu said.

Dad was silent for a moment, then sighed, "Can you stop talking to me in this tone, I'm your dad, I'll just ask a few words, don't look impatient."

"What's wrong with me?" Song Yu played with the pen in his hand, and the cap made a clicking sound.

"Let me tell you, you will suffer if you go out with your temper," Dad said.

"Just eat it, I have good teeth." Song Yu looked indifferent.

"Don't beg me if you suffer a loss in the future." Dad said.

Song Yu chuckled lightly, "Just put your mind at ease, as long as you don't let those people under your command beat me in the company."

"You also know that you work under my hands." Dad said.

Song Yu pursed his lips, did not speak, and drew a little rabbit on the sticky note, pointed an arrow at the rabbit, and wrote "Gu Qingchi" on it. .

"Have you eaten yet?" Dad asked.

"It's about to eat." Song Yu put the cap on his pen.

"Then you can eat first, and I'll talk to you later." Song Yu said "Yes", and his father hung up the phone.

"Didn't you just post a photo, what are you trying so hard for?" Song Yu looked at the screen and muttered in a low voice, then clicked on WeChat to block his father.

After finishing the work, he clicked into the photo album and kissed Gu Qingchi in the photo.

Gu Qingchi's day shift was half an hour earlier than Song Yu's. He took the bus to the company gate and waited less than 5 minutes for Song Yu to come down.

"What are you looking at?" Song Yu poked his head out of the car.

"WeChat." Gu Qingchi got into the passenger driver holding the phone, bowed his head and fastened the seat belt.

"Go to the supermarket to buy some food first, what do you want to eat tonight?" Song Yu started the car.

"I don't care, you just pick what you like and buy it." Lu Qingchi lowered his head and poked his phone.

"Then what do you usually like to eat?" Song Yu turned his head to look at him and found that he was chatting with someone.

Without raising his head, Gu Qingchi said, "I like them all."

"Who are you chatting with?" Song Yu frowned slightly. Gu Qingchi's casual look when chatting with him made him inexplicably agitated, and Gu Qingchi has been staring at the phone for almost 10 minutes since just now!

What is there to talk about!Talk for so long!

"A colleague." Gu Qingchi poked on the screen with difficulty. Recently, he and Song Yu were all video chatting, and his typing speed didn't improve much.

"Which colleague?" Song Yu asked.

"Do you still remember when you took me to the coffee shop for the first time, there was a girl performing magic on the stage?" Lu Qingchi raised his head this time.

"Well," Song Yu narrowed his eyes, "Don't tell me it's that girl."

In his impression, the girl was pretty pretty.

Sure, Gu Qingchi, hooked up with a pretty girl so quickly.

"It's her." Gu Qingchi didn't notice anything strange, and said with a smile, "She also works the day shift today, and taught me a very amazing trick."

"Did she teach you how to do magic?" Song Yu snorted coldly, biting his back molars, and imagined the picture of the girl teaching Gu Qingchi how to do magic by hand, and a small flame suddenly rose in his chest.

"Yeah, I'll show you when I go back." Gu Qingchi poked his head down at the keyboard, gave the girl a smiling expression, and said, let's not talk about it, he's going to buy vegetables.

The reason why Gu Qingchi learned magic was because Zhou Yanran mentioned today that if he can perform on stage, he will be paid extra. After he prepares, he will learn a few more tricks, so he can earn a little more.

Besides, this is quite a lot for him. He plans to secretly save this money to buy a coffee machine for Song Yu, or buy a digital board. Song Yu said that his digital board is not sensitive enough after using it for too long.

Song Yu got angry when he saw him chatting with girls in a serious manner, and slammed on the brakes. Gu Qingchi didn't use too much force, and the phone flew to the ground with a "swoosh".

"What's wrong?" Gu Qingchi looked up and looked around, but found nothing unusual, bent down and picked up the phone.

Fortunately, there is a floor mat, and it is not broken.

"It's nothing," Song Yu sighed, "I kind of want to die."

"Ah?" Gu Qingchi was taken aback.

"The feet trembled a bit," Song Yu pouted, and after a while, he couldn't help it anymore, and asked, "Do you think that girl is pretty?"

"Huh? The one doing magic?" Gu Qingchi turned his head and glanced at him.

"Ah, is it your favorite type?" Song Yu raised his eyebrows and asked.

"No," Gu Qingchi shook his head, "I'm not familiar with her, so I don't know which type she belongs to."

"Then what type do you like?" Song Yu asked.

Gu Qingchi was stunned.

It was a question that knocked him down.

He hasn't had much contact with girls since graduating from elementary school, and he has never considered what type of girl he likes and what kind of person he will associate with.

The only person who made him think "I wish I could be with him all the time in this life" was Song Yu.

But Song Yu is a man.

It's not always like saying, I like your type.

"I don't know, I haven't thought about it." Gu Qingchi said.

"Then you should think about it now." Song Yu gave a direction and drove the car into the supermarket garage.

"You look good." Lu Qingchi really didn't know how many types girls could be divided into, so he casually said a word.

"It's really superficial," Song Yu said "tsk", "Then do you think that girl is pretty?"

"Normally, she looks like two people without makeup and with makeup on. I almost didn't recognize her today." Lu Qingchi said with a smile.

Song Yu raised the corner of his mouth and said "Oh", and Gu Qingchi added, "Then what kind of girl do you like?"