Chapter 122 The Boss and the Canary (Update 1)

With Bai Shengyun's chattering and nonsense, the date between the two was about to be "maliciously ruined" by this single guy when the atmosphere was getting lively.

For example, Jiang Yanyu bought a new bubble gun, and while Luo Qinglin sat on the swing, Jiang Yanyu sprayed bubbles at him and asked Yu Qin to take pictures to make an album.

As a result, Bai Shengyun felt indignant, so he immediately went to buy a high-powered bubble gun and sprayed it at the two people, causing the entire screen to be filled with big bubbles, and no human figures could be seen at all.

For example, Luo Qinglin was tired from walking, and Jiang Yanyu was going to carry him and take him to his seat to rest.

As a result, Bai Shengyun got a sightseeing bus from somewhere, honked the horn at the two of them, and motioned them to get in the car.

Jiang Yanyu was not angry even though he was interrupted several times. Whenever Bai Shengyun appeared, he would kiss Luo Qinglin with a smug look on his face, which made Bai Shengyun so angry that he wanted to bite her.

The noise continued until the sun was about to set, and Bai Shengyun was still persisting in causing trouble. Luo Qinglin felt tired just watching him.

However, due to the favor he received from Bai Shengyun in Paris, Yu Qin did not dare to say much. He just thought about how to edit these scenes into a beautiful date.

When it was time to finish work, Jiang Yanyu laughed and said, "We are going to go back and hug each other to sleep, but you are just wandering around outside. You have time to bother our date instead of going to see Qin Xiaoxi. You are crazy."

Bai Shengyun got even angrier when he heard this. It was clearly Jiang Yanyu who taught him the secret of "distance creates beauty", so he didn't bother Qin Xiaoxi but came to find these two people instead.

As a result, I was fed dog food all day long, and my single heart was greatly hurt.

"I don't want to stay in the hotel, I want to stay at your place!" Bai Shengyun was so angry that he insisted on following them back.

Jiang Yanyu did not refuse, "Okay, there is only one bed in my B&B. If you insist on squeezing in with us, I can't guarantee that I can keep quiet at night."

"You...you guys!" Bai Shengyun was shocked by the speed of the relationship between the two and looked back and forth at their faces with a red face.

"Of course, you can also live in the assistant's building, but in that case, you will have to meet Xiao Ruxuan." Jiang Yanyu said gloatingly.

When Bai Shengyun heard that he was going to meet Xiao Ruxuan, he was extremely unhappy. He shouted, "I don't want to stay here anymore. I want to go back to the hotel," and ran towards his motorcycle without looking back.

In just a few seconds, the silly roe deer that had been making trouble finally stopped and rode away on his motorcycle in a hurry, leaving behind only a lonely back.

"Is he really 25 years old?" Luo Qinglin asked, looking at the sad figure on the motorcycle.

Jiang Yanyu shrugged and put his arm around Luo Qinglin's waist. "He is older than me, but it's a pity that he only grows in age, not in brains."

Yu Qin followed them until they returned to the B&B.

When the equipment was turned off, Luo Qinglin asked, "Director Yu, will you follow us for the next twenty days?"

Yu Qin nodded, "Yes, I need to go back and organize the footage I shot every day. But it's not clear yet whether this footage will be broadcast in 'Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter' or in the extra footage of 'Reversal Supermodel'."

"Thank you for your hard work." Luo Qinglin looked at the car outside the B&B, winked at Jiang Yanyu, and asked Yu Qin, "Are you going back to the hotel now? Is there anyone to pick you up?"

Hearing this, Jiang Yanyu quickly warned Yu Qin with his eyes, indicating that he should take the initiative to refuse and not waste time.

Yu Qin understood and quickly replied, "I want to walk around the beach before going back. Mr. Luo, we have to get up early to shoot tomorrow, so you should go to bed early. Bye."

After he finished speaking, Yu Qin carried the equipment, quickly retreated outside, and slammed the door shut.

After wandering around outside for a whole day, Luo Qinglin felt tired and was about to lie down on the sofa to take a rest.

But when he turned around, Jiang Yanyu was blocking him behind him, with a sullen look in his eyes and a raised eyebrow, hinting something to him.

Thinking of what he promised the vixen in the morning, Luo Qinglin rubbed his temples and asked, "Aren't you tired? Don't you want to rest first?"

Jiang Yanyu immediately shook his head, "I'm not tired, you can rest for a while if you want, I can wait until you're rested before starting."

"Forget it," Luo Qinglin sighed, "How do we play? You decide. Let's finish it quickly and have a rest early."

Jiang Yanyu's mouth curled up in a smug smile. He hurried upstairs to rummage through the drawers to choose clothes, then ran downstairs quickly.

This time, Jiang Yanyu actually took ordinary clothes - a burgundy hooded sweatshirt and knee-length jeans, but the sweatshirt was a bit thick and should be worn in autumn and winter.

Jiang Yanyu handed the clothes to Luo Qinglin. Fearing that he would feel hot, she coaxed him, "Be good, put them on after you take a shower. I'll turn down the air conditioner in the living room so it won't be too hot."

Luo Qinglin took the clothes and went to the bathroom on the first floor to take a shower without thinking too much.

The hot water washed away most of the fatigue. When Luo Qinglin was alone, he rubbed the bubbles and began to think about the problems of the day.

Is there anything else in his world worth showing to Jiang Yanyu?

Those pictures of him?

Or is it his ordinary and conforming life for the past 25 years?

The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he felt. His thoughts began to become tangled. Luo Qinglin couldn't even understand why Jiang Yanyu liked him when he was so uninteresting and boring.

Jiang Yanyu often describes himself as “kind and gentle”, but these qualities are neither precious nor rare. Luo Qinglin feels uneasy liking him just for this reason.

Luo Qinglin wondered if he should develop some other hobbies besides photography, such as learning handicrafts, oil painting, etc., to enrich himself and maintain the freshness of this relationship.

This method works.

Thinking of this, Luo Qinglin's uneasiness gradually disappeared and his mood gradually improved.

The "college student" in the bathroom was so distracted that he didn't notice the bathroom door had been quietly opened and a tall figure was approaching the bathroom silently.

Boom boom boom!

There was a knock on the bathroom glass.

Luo Qinglin was so frightened that his shoulders trembled. He suddenly opened his eyes and looked out of the glass.

"I said last time that you can't take a bath for more than ten minutes. You've exceeded the time." Jiang Yanyu's voice was low, with a clear and cold aggression that did not allow for any argument.

Is this going to be performed now?

Luo Qinglin jumped out of his own world, looked at the blurry figure outside the glass, and said obediently: "I'll be out soon."

"Hurry up, don't play tricks on me, or you know the consequences."

After saying that, the figure gradually moved away. Luo Qinglin quickly rinsed off the foam, turned off the water, tied the scarf around his waist and walked out of the bathroom.

As expected, Jiang Yanyu did not leave. He changed back into the boss outfit he wore in the morning and stood at the door, staring at him intently.

His gaze was like an invisible hand with calluses, moving from Luo Qinglin's cheeks, which were slightly red from the heat, all the way down to the top of the scarf.

Jiang Yanyu retracted his gaze, looked at the watch on his wrist and said, "I'll give you one minute to change your clothes. If you exceed the time limit, you won't be able to sleep tonight."

"knew."

Luo Qinglin resisted the urge to punch him, turned his back, and put on his sweatshirt first.

When picking up the jeans, Luo Qinglin realized belatedly that something was missing. He turned around and whispered, "Mr. Jiang, it seems like something is missing."

Looking at Luo Qinglin's legs exposed outside his sweatshirt, Jiang Yanyu's eyes darkened and warned, "Put on your pants quickly and don't use such despicable means to seduce me."

Luo Qinglin glanced at Jiang Yanyu and resisted the urge to roll his eyes. "Got it."

The size of these jeans looked normal, but when Luo Qinglin put them on, they were so tight that he had to walk with his legs squeezed together.

Before he had taken a few steps, Jiang Yanyu stared at him like he was looking at prey and reminded him, "You are overtime and you will be punished."

"What, what punishment?" Luo Qinglin took a half step back, pretending to be afraid, and asked while shrinking and trembling.

Seeing Luo Qinglin take a half step back, Jiang Yanyu frowned, rushed into the bathroom and grabbed his wrist.

"Luo Qinglin, how dare you be afraid of me?" Jiang Yanyu asked word by word, gritting his teeth.

The vixen is usually frivolous and often acts like a spoiled child, but now with this performance, she really has some aura of a psychopathic boss, and Luo Qinglin couldn't help but applaud.

Luo Qinglin said nothing, showing the helplessness of the "Canary" to the end. He pursed his lips, shook his head, and lowered his eyes to look at the ground.

"Look up and look at me," Jiang Yanyu lifted Luo Qinglin's chin, leaned down, and said face to face, "Don't be afraid of me."

After saying that, Jiang Yanyu took out a pair of black-framed glasses without prescription from her handkerchief bag, put them on Luo Qinglin's nose, picked him up, and slowly walked out of the bathroom.

Luo Qinglin touched the glasses on his nose, was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at Jiang Yanyu and asked: "Do you like me more wearing glasses?"

"You are a student, of course you should wear glasses." Jiang Yanyu was able to act and explain at the same time, unwilling to break away from the role.

Luo Qinglin shook his head with a smile. He didn't know where the vixen learned to act. Her acting skills were better than those of third-rate actors.

The air conditioner in the living room was at a low temperature. As soon as he came out of the bathroom, the cold air attacked Luo Qinglin's calves, causing goose bumps to appear on his calf skin.

Luo Qinglin shrank his legs and shrank into Jiang Yanyu's arms, trying to get closer to the heat source.

"Are you cold?" Jiang Yanyu asked with a frown.

Luo Qinglin nodded and put his face against Jiang Yanyu's chest, "My legs are cold, but other parts of my body are not cold."

After carrying Luo Qinglin to sit on the sofa, Jiang Yanyu pulled up the blanket that he had prepared early in the morning and covered his legs.

Then, Jiang Yanyu sat on the other side, patted his thigh, and ordered in a deep voice: "Lie down, hurry up."

Luo Qinglin was a little hesitant, after all, he had never done this before.

Seeing that the person was slow to move, Jiang Yanyu urged impatiently, "Hurry up, don't make me say it a second time."

"knew."

Luo Qinglin lowered his eyes, leaned down gently, and leaned his head on Jiang Yanyu's legs, leaving only the back of his round head exposed to him.

There was water on the hair, which dripped onto the trousers, leaving irregular water marks.

Jiang Yanyu took the towel beside the sofa, gently wiped the water off her hair, and asked, "What have you been busy with at school recently? You don't have evening classes, so why do you only go home after 10 o'clock every night?"

Jiang Yanyu's voice was icy cold, carrying the oppression of a superior. Luo Qinglin felt that he was not wiping his hair, but curbing his own destiny.

"I," Luo Qinglin stammered, "I recently joined the photography club and I'm going out to collect materials tonight."

"Photography club?" Jiang Yanyu stopped wiping. "Who are the people in the club? How many men are there? Have you talked to them?"

"Three, three, they didn't talk to each other." Luo Qinglin lied.

"Heh, three..." Jiang Yanyu threw away the towel and grabbed Luo Qinglin's hair with one hand. It seemed that he was pulling it back hard, but he was actually using his other hand to gently turn his body over.

Luo Qinglin was suddenly turned around and lay flat on his legs, looking into Jiang Yanyu's eyes.

The shower head in the bathroom was probably not turned off properly, and water drops fell to the ground, making a disordered ticking sound.

The longer they stared at each other, the more jealousy there was in Jiang Yanyu's eyes, like a flame that burned brighter and brighter in the oxygen, as if it wanted to burn the canary to ashes and then swallow it into its stomach.

Jiang Yanyu's acting was so realistic that Luo Qinglin almost thought it was not acting but reality.

"How long are you going to play?" Luo Qinglin was frightened and couldn't help but ask.

Jiang Yanyu half-closed his eyes, still acting, lowered his head and stared at Luo Qinglin, saying word by word: "Luo Qinglin, in your eyes, our relationship is just a play?"

There was a cold light in the fox's eyes, cold and ruthless. Luo Qinglin felt strange and nervous, and subconsciously said: "No..."

"Then what is our relationship?" Jiang Yanyu asked.

"Yes... yes..." Luo Qinglin didn't know what answer Jiang Yanyu wanted to hear, and he couldn't say it for a moment.

Canary was slow to answer, and the boss was obviously irritated by his hesitation. He pulled up his wrist, lifted him up and locked him in the sofa, pulling his hands above his head.

"I just told you the answer this morning." Jiang Yanyu's palm gently covered Luo Qinglin's slightly red cheek, and his fingers applied a little force, leaving a few faint red marks on the side of his face.

What kind of relationship? A sponsorship relationship?

Luo Qinglin recalled for a moment and said uncertainly: "A sponsorship relationship?"

"You were wrong. You must be punished." Jiang Yanyu leaned over and pressed his lips hard against Luo Qinglin's.

Luo Qinglin thought the vixen wanted to kiss him, so he closed his eyes skillfully and slightly opened his lips. However, Jiang Yanyu ignored his invitation and bit his lower lip.

The dense and painful feeling lasted for a moment, then moved to the upper lip, lip beads, lip corners, and lower lip, over and over again.

"What is our relationship?" Jiang Yanyu asked with lips against lips.

His lower lip seemed to be bitten and it hurt a little. Luo Qinglin wanted to raise his head and hide backwards, but Jiang Yanyu grabbed his hair and came very close to him.

"Speaking, what is our relationship?" Jiang Yanyu asked again.

The broken lip suddenly felt cold and damp, the wound was sucked hard, the pain increased exponentially, and the rusty smell of blood was in the air.

"Yes, they are lovers!" Luo Qinglin shouted.

After hearing the answer, Jiang Yanyu finally eased up and stopped biting the lips, and instead kissed them gently.

The wound was teased and could not heal. The slight pain seemed to be numbed by saliva and turned into a vague numbness.

"A romantic relationship... that's what you said."

Jiang Yanyu picked up Luo Qinglin from the sofa, and walked upstairs while kissing him, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily, making Luo Qinglin breathless. Just when he was able to breathe, he was kissed again in less than a second.

"Wait... uh." Luo Qinglin wanted to turn his head to speak, but Jiang Yanyu didn't give him the chance. He followed him wherever he hid.

When he reached the last step of the stairs, Luo Qinglin felt dizzy from the kiss. He breathed rapidly through his nose, but still felt that his brain was lacking oxygen. He felt groggy and it seemed that the lights on the ceiling were moving.

When they reached the bed, Jiang Yanyu finally stopped kissing, carefully kissed Luo Qinglin's forehead, and put him on the bed.

Luo Qinglin's breathing was unstable, his eyes were unfocused, and he couldn't come back to his senses.

And when Jiang Yanyu began to unbutton his suit with one hand, untie his tie, and throw his shirt on the ground, Luo Qinglin finally panicked and stepped back hastily.

"Why are you hiding?" Jiang Yanyu said with a low laugh, "I just said that you can't sleep tonight."

Could it be that the vixen got too carried away with her acting and is going to do it for real?

Luo Qinglin panicked and used his hands and feet to crawl to the bed, trying to jump off the other side and run downstairs.

But before he could crawl a few steps and his hand was about to touch the edge of the bed, his ankle was suddenly grabbed by a large hand and pulled him straight back.

"How dare you run away?" Jiang Yanyu grabbed Luo Qinglin's wrist with one hand, "If you run again, I will lock you up at home and never let you go to school again."

Jiang Yanyu sneered, grabbed Luo Qinglin's sweatshirt collar with his other hand, leaned close to his ear and said viciously: "You are mine, always mine, and you will be mine until you die."

The heat spread along the earlobes. Luo Qinglin turned his head and closed his eyes. He was so scared that his body was shaking slightly.

Luo Qinglin thought Jiang Yanyu was going to take off his clothes, so he waited nervously, but nothing happened.

After waiting for nearly a minute, Luo Qinglin opened his eyes in confusion and found that Jiang Yanyu was smiling slyly and had become that frivolous person again.

"Are you scared by me?" the vixen said complacently, "Coward."

Feeling ashamed, Luo Qinglin suddenly sat up, pushed Jiang Yanyu away, glared at him and said, "Boring!"

Jiang Yanyu laughed loudly, turned over and lay beside Luo Qinglin, looking at the suspended ceiling, and asked seriously: "Luo Qinglin, do you think I'm childish? I always like to play such boring games."

Luo Qinglin, who had not yet recovered from the palpitations just now, covered his chest and replied: "It's not childish, it's just that you acted like that just now... I was a little nervous."

The light scattered by the suspended ceiling formed layers of halos on the ceiling, like glowing uneven ropes.

Jiang Yanyu stared at the circles of light and asked steadily, "If I were that kind of person, would you hate me?"

After spending a few months together, Luo Qinglin already had a feeling that Jiang Yanyu seemed to have a bad gene in his heart. He loved playing tricks on people the most, and secondly, he loved acting and deceiving people.

"Won't."

Because you are not that kind of person, you won't lock me up, you will just spend money secretly, invest in programs, and buy dresses randomly.

"Are you so sure?" Jiang Yanyu turned his head, stared at Luo Qinglin and asked.

"Yes, I'm sure." Luo Qinglin raised his eyes and looked at him.

Jiang Yanyu stared at his charming peach blossom eyes, his throat itching slightly. He immediately grabbed Luo Qinglin's hand, leaving him nowhere to hide, while his own hand moved along the sleeve to the hem of his sweatshirt.

"You don't mind this?" Jiang Yanyu's eyes were dark and his gaze was gloomy.

"I'm not ready yet." Luo Qinglin did not hide, but just stared at him with a calm expression, like a prey who seemed to be at a disadvantage but was actually sure to win.

Sure enough, Jiang Yanyu quickly let go of Luo Qinglin after hearing this, withdrew his hand, and said unhappily: "You can always control me, but I can't control you. You are my master."

Jiang Yanyu turned his head away, with his back to Luo Qinglin, obviously dissatisfied with his cold attitude.

"I don't control you," Luo Qinglin quietly reached out his hand, found Jiang Yanyu's hand, and interlocked their fingers, "I am yours, and I will always be yours."

"forever?"

"forever."

After being comforted, Jiang Yanyu was satisfied. Like a fox whose fur had been smoothed, he grabbed Luo Qinglin's hand and put it to his lips and kissed it gently.

As they were kissing, Jiang Yanyu seemed to think of something happy and asked excitedly, "Guess whose clothes you are wearing?"

Luo Qinglin lowered his head and asked suspiciously: "Is it your school uniform again?"

"Of course," Jiang Yanyu said with a hint of regret, "It's a pity that the No. 1 Middle School uniform was left in Lincheng. I don't know where it's piled up. Otherwise, I would have let you wear that uniform today."

abnormal.

Luo Qinglin looked at the sweatshirt that fit him perfectly and felt that the size was wrong. He asked, "By the way, when did you get all these muscles? Last year, you were..."

"Last year?" Jiang Yanyu interrupted, "I remember that someone was still a straight man a few months ago. How come he has been observing me since last year and knows my body shape?"

"I," Luo Qinglin said with a light cough, "I took pictures at the La Forêt show, so of course I know your figure."

Jiang Yanyu nodded slowly, saying in an exaggerated tone, "So that's how it is. I thought you fell in love with me at first sight at the show, just like me."

Afraid that Jiang Yanyu would ask further, Luo Qinglin quickly asked: "When did you train your muscles?"

In Luo Qinglin's memory, after the Fashion Week in February and March this year, Jiang Yanyu seemed to have changed suddenly. When he appeared in the camera again, he had become a muscular man who loved to show his upper body and often wandered the streets in beach pants.

"In the spring, I started preparing to return to China to pursue you," Jiang Yanyu said, exerting force on his arms and flexing his biceps. "If you want to be No. 1, you need to have strong physical strength."

Moving his sight to Luo Qinglin's thin arms, Jiang Yanyu shook his head and sneered, "With your figure and physical strength, you can only do 0."

"Boring!" Luo Qinglin squinted his eyes and glared at Jiang Yanyu fiercely.

Jiang Yanyu was amused by Luo Qinglin's unhappy look, and said deliberately with a low laugh: "But it's fine this way, any position is fine, and you can just hug her gently."

The vixen started talking dirty again, not feeling ashamed at all.

Luo Qinglin couldn't listen any longer, so he covered his ears with one hand and interrupted, "Stop! I'm sleepy. Good night."

Jiang Yanyu was still laughing, and only after he had laughed enough did he say, "BB, I haven't kissed you goodnight yet."

Luo Qinglin sighed impatiently, opened his eyes and urged: "Kiss me quickly, kiss me so I can sleep."

"It's your turn to kiss me today." Jiang Yanyu closed her eyes and waited obediently for Luo Qinglin's kiss.

Luo Qinglin had no choice but to raise his head and give Jiang Yanyu a big kiss on the forehead, "Is this okay? Go to sleep quickly, you have to get up early tomorrow."

After receiving the kiss, Jiang Yanyu said contentedly, "Good night, bb."

The weather on the island is changeable. It may be cloudless during the day, but it may rain heavily after midnight.

In the early morning, Jiang Yanyu still had his eyes open, quietly looking at Luo Qinglin's sleeping face and his chest that was slightly rising and falling with his breathing.

It was raining heavily outside the window, and the rain drifted into the room and dripped onto the wooden floor.

Feeling uneasy because of the sound of rain, Luo Qinglin frowned slightly and let out a small hum.

The fox eyes glowed in the dark night. Jiang Yanyu moved closer suddenly, buried the tip of his nose in Luo Qinglin's hair, sniffed deeply, and kissed lightly.

——It smells so good.

Jiang Yanyu said in his heart.

The author has something to say:

Jiang Yanyu: Actually, I am a real pervert (sneer with crooked mouth)

Luo Qinglin: Wow, I didn’t know that before (expressionless)