Chapter 39 Chapter 39 "I said I like it?" ...

Qiao Zhuo looked up at the time and found that the bowl of noodles was made on time.

"Qiao Yuyi told you?" He felt a slight itch near his leg, the blanket swirling around him. He shifted a bit, then lowered his head and said, "Stop it."

"Yes, she said she'd probably be out for the Mid-Autumn Festival," Tan Du put the cake on the table, "and asked me if I could be there to celebrate your birthday with you."

It turns out that it was entrusted by someone.

Qiao Zhuoyi said nothing, looked at the cake quietly for a few seconds, and then blew out the candles.

The living room fell into darkness again. He subconsciously held onto the edge of the table and accidentally touched the back of the other person's hand, and quickly retracted it.

The people around him asked, "What wish did Boss Qiao make?"

"My wish, why should I tell you?"

Tan Du chuckled softly, "We're already eating at the same table, and you can't tell me?"

Qiao Zhuoyi was silent for a few seconds, then snorted, "I don't have any wishes."

"Then when Boss Qiao has it, tell me, maybe I can make it happen for him."

Tan Du's voice was getting closer, and Qiao Zhuo hurriedly fumbled to turn on the light.

Tan Du used his cell phone to shine a light on him, and when the light came on he heard a very low "thank you".

"Your sister thanks you." Tan Du smiled. "Boss Qiao, why don't you treat me to a piece of cake?"

Qiao Zhuoyi went to the kitchen and got two spoons: "There's no one else here, just eat it with a spoon."

Tan Du took it with a smile, took a few bites, and frowned at his clothes.

"Go wash up." Qiao Zhuo withdrew his gaze after enduring so long. "The bath towel is still in its original place."

"good."

Tan Du got up and went into the bathroom. The shelf that was empty when he came in now had a new bottle of shower gel on it.

Qiao Zhuoyi's awkward tone seemed to ring in his mind - it's not played specially for you, just by the way.

Thinking of this, his brows relaxed and he chuckled softly.

When he finished washing up and went out, Qiao Zhuoyi was reading a tablet intently. He walked over and took a look: "Are you interested in Dian Heng?"

"He wants to make a show about tattoos." Qiao Zhuoyi replied casually.

"Did you invite Boss Qiao?" Tan Du saw that he didn't deny it and asked again, "You don't want to go?"

"How do you know I refused? Hiss..." A drop of water fell on the back of his hand. Qiao Zhuo shook his hand and raised his arm. "Go up the stairs and turn right. It's at the end of the second floor. There's a hair dryer in the bathroom cabinet."

"Boss Qiao always does things according to his heart. If you are still hesitating, it means you are interested." Tan Du left a word and went upstairs.

This should be Qiao Zhuoyi's room. It is similar to what I imagined. The quilt on the bed is scattered randomly, there are many tattoo patterns on the wall, and there is a lazy sofa and coffee table by the window.

There was a small room on the right, where Yueyue and Lele should have slept at the time, and a bathroom on the left. He walked in and found a hair dryer from the mirror cabinet.

After drying his hair, he went out. A breeze blew by and he glanced towards the sofa and found a familiar vase on the coffee table.

His brows twitched, and he walked over to pick up the vase. The dried rose stems leaned comfortably against the inner wall, without their original thorns, like a hedgehog exposing its soft belly.

Qiao Zhuoyi also took a shower and lay flat on the sofa, his flat abdomen rising and falling. Hearing footsteps, he said lazily, "Have you blow-dried yourself? Don't let it drip on me again."

"Done." Tan Du walked over and sat down, "Get up."

"What?" Qiao Zhuo stood up, his left ear gently pinched. His scalp tingled, and he straightened up. "What the hell?"

Tan Du opened his hand, and in his palm lay a sapphire blue ear cuff. It had a simple design and looked like a ring at first glance.

"I wanted to give Boss Qiao a surprise, but ended up making things worse," said Tan Du.

"What do you mean?" Qiao Zhuo looked at him.

"Birthday present." Tan Du gently stroked the diamond in the center.

"I don't have pierced ears."

"Ear bone clips, no ear piercings required." Tan Du said with a smile, "Sit down, I'll put them on for you."

Qiao Zhuo stared at him warily.

"Don't worry, it won't hurt." Tan Du pressed his shoulder, "Trust me, Boss Qiao."

Qiao Zhuo sat upright on the edge of the sofa, his fists clenched as if facing a formidable enemy.

"Don't be nervous," Tan Du leaned closer and said casually, "Boss Qiao's ear bones are very soft."

"Shut up." Qiao Zhuo was furious and subconsciously raised his hand to touch his earlobe, but he let it fall halfway and his wrist tightened the next second.

Tan Du pulled him to touch the ear bone clip: "Is this position okay? Do you need to go lower?"

Qiao Zhuoyi slowly exhaled and walked into the bathroom.

The delicate facial features have a slightly wild temperament, and the bold eyebrows and eyes are not at all overshadowed by the blue, but instead add a bit of charm.

Tan Du leaned against the door, his face showing admiration: "Boss Qiao really suits blue."

"Boss Tan is very generous. This thing is not cheap."

"As long as Boss Qiao likes it."

"Did I say I like it?" Qiao Zhuo yawned and gave him a lazy look.

Under the light, her eyes are charming and seductive.

Tan Du's tiger teeth touched his lower lip, and he stood up straight and asked, "Are you free tomorrow?"

"Is there something?" Qiao Zhuo turned around.

"The weather will be nice tomorrow, let's go out for a walk." Tan Du said with a smile.

Qiao Zhuo lowered his eyes and walked past him, going upstairs with a bit of haste: "Choose a room for yourself to sleep in, so you don't have to bother tomorrow."

"Okay," Tan Du waited for him to turn the corner, then leaned forward and looked at him with a smile, "See you tomorrow, Boss Qiao."