Chapter 26

Qiao Yang is driving, hear Mo Yu to go to night charm to sing, he frowned slightly and looked at him: "sing? It's better to rest and go home today. "

Just experienced a net storm, now what Mo Yu needs most is to rest and adjust his mood.

Mo Yu looked relaxed and said with a smile, "don't worry, I'm all right. And now I'm in a good mood. I'd like to sing a few songs and release my mood to my heart's content. "

Mo Yu's smile is from the heart, has been gloomy eyebrows spread out, scattered face haggard, the whole person looked clear up.

Seeing that he insisted on going, Qiao Yang did not stop him: "OK, you will drive my car in a moment. If you want to encounter anything again, call me and stop hiding it. "

Mo Yu gave a "Hmm" sound.

His heart was filled with an emotion, so that he was very happy to laugh, but also moved to cry.

At the beginning, Qiao Yang didn't let him call him Qiao. When he was young, he was not used to it.

In the past, he always felt that he didn't deserve Qiao Yang's identity, so he always unconsciously lowered his posture around Qiao Yang.

Even if I was a friend, I couldn't stand it.

He even thought that if Qiao Yang still liked him as much as before, he would do anything to him.

In the final analysis,

finally understood how weak he was in the face of power after years of hard work but no reward, and the helplessness and hesitation of having strength but no stage to let him show his skills.

Let him have the heart of self abandonment.

---Forced to give in to reality.

However, just now he saw that Qiao Yang helped him out on the spot and punished Jian Xing, who brought him almost devastating disaster.

At that moment, he was in high spirits.

Qiao Yang really regarded him as a friend, worried that he could not think of giving him a chance to vent his anger on the spot and protect him as much as he could.

He also wants to repay Qiao Yang and repay him as his most precious friend.

Before that, he has to be strong.

Until one day can wear starlight, stand on the stage of dazzling attention, can really become and Qiao Yang shoulder to shoulder friend.

When he got home, Mo Yu packed up his singing clothes, put on his guitar and said goodbye to Qiao Yang.

When you go out, you meet Gu Ye, who is coming to the banquet.

I still have a bottle of wine in my hand.

Mo Yu

Gu Ye looks at him from a high position, his voice rises slightly: "go out?"

I know why.

You didn't mean to arrange work for me.

He only dared to retort in his heart. He shrunk his shoulders and said, "yes, you and Qiao Yang have a good meal. I won't disturb you."

And then he ran away.

Mo Yu: ah, ah, I hope that Mr. Gu will not look at him again with his eyes on his rival.

It's terrible!

Inside, Qiao Yang also sees Gu Ye standing outside the door with wine.

The door opened, but the man stood at the door politely, looking like he wanted to raise his hand and ring the doorbell.

Qiao Yang asked him to come in: "Mr. Gu, you are welcome. You come in first, and I'll change

"Good."

Gu Ye steps into the porch with his feet raised. Before closing the door, he also takes a glance at the elevator whose numbers are falling.

The little light bulb is gone. I'm in a good mood.

This is the second time he went into Qiao Yang's house, and his family has a lot of life atmosphere than the last time.

There are some convenient appliances on the desk cabinet. The floor was carpeted and cushioned. There were vases on the dining table and pots of green plants beside the sofa.

Simple and warm.

Gu Ye looks at the changes in the living room and asks, "you have a bed at home."

His voice was not loud, but there were only two people. The room was quiet. The bedroom door was not closed, Qiao Yang, who was taking off his clothes, listened clearly.

"Yes, it's only been a few days since the bed arrived."

Qiao Yang replied and thought again: No.

He pointed out half his head at the door and asked, "how does president Gu know that there is no bed in my bedroom?"

He had just taken off his coat, half of his shoulder was exposed, cold and white with moist light, slightly thin but not thin.

The exposed upper arm is covered with a thin layer of muscle, which outlines the smooth and tough lines.

Down the shoulder, you can see a protruding clavicle, and a small piece of smooth chest.

And then it's covered by the door wall.

The handsome man looked at him doubtlessly, unprepared. I have no idea what the people who are looking at him are thinking.

Gu Ye stands in the distance and looks at him motionless.

His deep eyes were bright and dark. He suppressed some emotions, and his voice was low and slow: "I knew when I sent you into the house the night you were drunk."

So it is.

Qiao Yang retracted his room and continued to dress.

He drank the broken pieces that night, and when he woke up, he found himself lying on the sofa with his quilts well covered.I think it's Gu Ye who helped him in and covered him with quilts.

Gu Ye is a very good man.

Qiao Yang thought so in his mind, but he didn't know that the man outside was suppressing some crazy imagination.

He changed into a light gray household clothes and walked out of the bedroom, with a smile: "that night really added trouble to Mr. Gu. I'll make you some delicious food later

The soft cotton fabric makes him soft and warm, which makes him less aggressive in front of Jianxing.

When we are tough, we should not give in and take firm measures.

Gentle time, like spring breeze and drizzle, moisten people's heart.

Deep peach blossom eyes to restore calm, also become soft, he asked: "do you really know how to cook?"

It's a pleasure for Qiao yang to offer him dinner together.

So he didn't want Qiao yang to cook. I also ordered dinner in a private kitchen and could be delivered at any time.

"Bang, you don't believe me yet."

Qiao Yang went into the kitchen, tied up his apron, rolled up his sleeves, and said confidently and mischievously, "waiting for you to know what Kitchen God is."

It's late outside, and the indoor lighting makes the room look very bright. The open kitchen can clearly see the figure of men.

Tall, thin and straight.

He skillfully unscrewed the gas, set up a pot to boil water, took out the same ingredients from the cabinet refrigerator, and put them by the water table for standby.

Gu Ye goes to help and asks, "what do you want to do?"

Qiao Yang took a handful of pasta and shook it in front of him and said:

"you brought a bottle of brandy. I make prawn and truffle pasta with a salad and a few pieces of cheese to serve. How about it? "

"Yes."

Gu Ye nods: "did not expect Qiao Shao really can cook, study abroad?"

Qiao Yang just smiles.

In fact, he can only do simple things.

That year, josson took him out of their adoptive relatives and lived in a rented house close to his primary school.

In order to make money, Qiao Sheng, who has just turned 18, sells drinks in the nightclub.

Every night when he comes back, he will go to the bathroom to induce vomiting and vomit the excess liquor in his stomach.

In order to make him comfortable, Qiao Yang cooked a bowl of soft noodles before he went home.

Narrow kitchen, dim lights, a 10-year-old boy's thin figure is busy.

He cooked noodles clumsily and carefully. Finally, he beat an egg and sprinkled some scallion and salt.

A bowl of noodles with little water was eaten by Qiao Sheng every time.

Gu Ye can't help in the kitchen. He doesn't even know how to wash the dishes.

From his childhood, his clothing, food, housing and transportation were taken care of by a specially assigned person. He didn't need to spend his time on such small things in life.

Even looking at the scene in front of him, he had an unreal feeling.

The tall and thin man wore a dark Plaid apron, and the straps of the two aprons on his back were crossed to outline his slightly slender and straight waist.

He skilfully flipped the dishes in the frying pan, and the bubbling pot beside him curled up with white steam.

Everything is fresh, but it is full of life.

It seems that people live, not only to climb up, in order to get more benefits.

Can also pursue this kind of ordinary, ordinary human fireworks.

Qiao Yang -- this man can always show the unexpected side and attract him.

Today's side, is to be able to poke into the heart of the son, the real warmth.

Is it possible to be so comfortable with him every day.

Qiao Yang only spent half an hour to put out the food: "President Gu, open to eat?"

Two with truffle and shrimp mixed with tomato sauce, stir fried pasta with attractive color.

Two plates of vegetable salad, fresh and green, sprinkled with this chopped cheese.

Very simple dinner, but let a person have appetite very much.

They sat at the table ready to start.

Gu Ye opens the brandy and takes two red wine glasses with round bottoms, one in the palm and the other in the other.

Qiao Yang's eyes have been staring at, watching the amber liquid gradually into the cup, shaking the liquid in the light under the light emitting a little luster.

Gu Ye raises his eyes, which is just like a child waiting for sugar.

Gu Ye can't help laughing.

He pushed the glass over and said, "eat a few mouthfuls before you drink."

Qiao Yang can't wait to drink brandy. He was slightly dissatisfied: "at this time, shouldn't we drink first?"

Gu Ye tilts his head, half smiling: "let's drink? What do you celebrate? "

Qiao Yang was sitting upright with both hands clasping his fist: "thank you, Mr. Gu, in order to protect friends and help kill the common people from illegal cyber violence and maintain social peace and justice."Although it's a joke, but it's really grateful.

Gu Ye is really loyal. In that case, he did not hesitate to stand by his side and protect him, which made him very grateful.

This is also the reason why he knows that he is not good at cooking, but also wants to invite Gu Ye to eat.

Only when you do it yourself can you show sincerity.

Gu Ye doesn't care. "Qiao Shao doesn't have to mind too much. If there are artists with bad character, sooner or later, the company will have an accident. Gu's breaking the contract with them is also a precaution. "

After a few mouthfuls of food, Qiao Yang drank a few mouthfuls to dilute the flavor and greasiness of pasta in his mouth.

Then he picked up his glass and asked, "Mr. Gu, can I have a drink?"

Very nice.

Gu Ye holds up his glass, slightly raises it, and signals to him, "come on."

Qiao Yang stretches his arm freely, and really has a toast to Gu Ye.

The delicate and translucent cup body tilts and collides, sending out a pleasant crisp sound, and the amber liquid in the back body also rippling, halo out a layer of thin ripples, water light.

Gu Ye is stunned by the sudden clinking of the cup. He holds the cup and falls into a temporary stagnation.

And Qiao Yang has been carrying the glass to the entrance, the light color of the lip with the glass mouth, the corner of the mouth is wet, the upper lip is submerged in the liquor.

Put down the glass, but left a shallow light on the upper lip, suffused with light red luster, soft and delicate.

I want to use my finger to rub and wipe for him

He took a small sip, and every sip tasted delicately. His movements were elegant and his expression was focused.

Gu Ye looks at him like this, forgetting that he should drink after clinking a cup.

Brandy's special fruity astringency, and truffle cheese in the taste has a wonderful match.

Qiao Yang couldn't help but take a sip. After a cup, Qingjun's white face was stained with a trace of red.

He poured himself another cup, elbowed on the table, shaking the cup with one hand, and asked, "by the way, how about changing the name later, my friend? We are all friends, and you call me Joe Shao to be unfamiliar."

He had a relaxed, carefree look.

Gu Ye picks up his own glass and gently touches the glass shaking in Qiao Yang's hands. His smiling eyes are slightly folded up.

He asked, "what do I call you, Qiao Yang? Or Foreign

Yangyang

Qiao Yang held the glass and fell into a temporary stillness.

It's been a long time, a long time, no one has called him that.

He gave a low smile, then took the bottom of the cup to his lips, raised his head slightly and drank it.

Then he took a long breath, with a nightmarish expression: "you can do whatever you want, call me anything."

Gu Ye frowns.

He saw that Qiao Yang had to reach out to pick up the wine and prepare to pour it into his empty glass.

He reached out to stop.

The flat bottle body is not very big, Qiao Yang's palm grasps most of the area, the slender five finger knuckle clearly grasps on the brown bottle body.

It is Gu Ye's hand, which is covered with obstructing him. In the light of the dome chandelier, it is suffused with moist light.

Gu Ye's palms are larger and thicker. The lines on the back of the joints and the blood vessels on the back of the hand are highlighted. They look vigorous and powerful.

The palm is warm and soft, and there are slightly rough palm lines on the back of the hand, bringing a little comfortable friction.

Qiao Yang instinctively gave the hand, the temperature and touch of man's palm remained on the back of his hand.

Gu Ye grabs back the wine glass easily and puts it in his hand: "this wine is of high precision. The two drinks you drink are beyond your body's ability to digest alcohol. "

"No more."

"Ah?"

Qiao Yang didn't give up.

At the moment, he wanted to dilute some emotions in his heart with mellow alcohol.

He rubbed the back of his hand, which was not inferior to his temperature, and fought for himself: "drink more. It's a pity that the wine has been opened and will taste bad tomorrow. "

Gu Ye shakes his head: "no, it's better than if you get up in the morning and your stomach doesn't feel well. And... "

When he finished, he suggested with a smile: "it will not affect the taste if you leave it for two days. If Qiao Shao wants to drink it, let's drink it again tomorrow night."

Deep and bright peach eyes hidden in the subtle cunning.

The wine is brought by Gu Ye, so it's hard for Qiao yang to ask for it again.

He swallowed his saliva and took a big gulp of water from the water cup beside his hand All right

In front of the man never disguise, do not give up is not give up.

Beautiful Danfeng eyes finally swept a red wine, nostalgia means full, and then dropped down.

Pathetic.

I can't bear it.

Gu Ye sighed: "this is the last one."

He held the bottle and poured the wine into Qiao Yang's glass again. The amber liquid poured into the glass, only submerged the bottom of the glass, accounting for one fifth of its capacity.However, Qiao Yang was not surprised by the reward.

He looked at the light amber liquid in his glass, but did not drink it directly.

He fell into a moment of meditation.

When he looks up at Gu Ye again, he chuckles.

Qingjun's face is ruddy after drinking, and the light in his eyes twinkles.

He said, "why do you Like my brother. "

Voice low rise, as if in memory of something, quiet and quiet.

Qiao Yang lives with Qiao Sheng, and he is very fond of wine.

But until he was an adult, he was finally allowed to drink wine, and it was still a low alcohol fruit wine.

Occasionally, when he was drinking with him at night, he only poured him a cup.

He drank it very much and tasted the mellow fragrance of the fruit. Every time I finish drinking, I still want to finish. Baba looks at Qiao Sheng and asks for it silently.

Joseon would stare at him fiercely, but he would say, this is the last point.

Pour a shallow layer into the bottom of his glass.

After he left, there was no one to control how much wine he drank, and no one gave him the last comfort.

Gu Ye is the first.

"Your brother?"

Gu Ye puts away the bottle and seals it in the wooden box. "Do your brothers often drink together?" he asked suspiciously

He found that the relationship between the Qiao brothers was not particularly good.

Qiao Yang smiles and doesn't speak. He picked up the glass and touched Gu Ye's glass: "come on, Mr. Gu. Finally, let's do it."

Gu Ye responds to him.

After putting down the empty glass, he suddenly said: "it's all friends. Do you want to change your address? President Gu can see more from outside."

Qiao Yang asked, "what is it called you, Gu Ye?"

Gu Ye leans his head slightly and looks at him with a smile: "you didn't mean me Just like your brother. "

The voice is gentle and slow, but it brings a kind of temptation like honey.

Dyed with a smile in the eyes of peach blossom is like the hazy color of drunk, but can affect the opposite man's mood.

He said, "I am indeed several years older than you. Should you also call me" brother "