Chapter 54 Chapter 54 Is there anyone like you who shuts people up?

At the event, Qiao Zhuoyi met the tattoo artist who was recording a program with him. The artist greeted him and said that he was planning to study abroad for a while and asked him if he wanted to join him.

"Are you going?" Tan Du continued after hearing what he said.

Qiao Zhuo shook his head.

Tan Du let out a barely perceptible sigh of relief and asked, "Are you not interested?"

"Well, turn right," Qiao Zhuoyi said, "different styles and preferences."

"There is something else..."

Before he finished speaking, Qiao Yuyi and a handsome man appeared at the intersection ahead. Tan Du stopped talking and parked the car on the side of the road.

Qiao Zhuoyi had no intention of getting off the car, but when he saw Tan Du get off, he subconsciously followed him.

The two children were carried to the car by the nanny first. Qiao Yuyi and Qin Yun looked at them with smiles.

"Brother-in-law." Qiao Zhuoyi was the first to give in. Qin Yun agreed, and Qiao Yuyi laughed out loud, "And this."

"Qiao Yuyi." Qiao Zhuo glanced at her.

"You have no respect for your elders." Qiao Yuyi glared at him.

Qin Yun patted her hand and turned to say, "This must be Uncle Tan, right? Yueyue and Lele often mention you."

The names the couple uses when they meet are quite surprising.

Tan Du smiled and shook hands back: "Tan Du, just call me by my name."

"Qin Yun," the other person said, "Yu Yi's husband."

"Boss Tan, thank you for helping to send Yueyue and Lele here." Qiao Yuyi said.

"I gave it to you." Qiao Zhuo interrupted.

Qiao Yuyi pretended not to hear: "Looks like you two have plans for dinner?"

How did you tell?

Qiao Zhuoyi didn't ask, otherwise Qiao Yuyi would argue with him until dark.

Tan Du didn't deny it. He said, "Wait a moment," and took out a box from the trunk and handed it to Qin Yun: "Happy birthday."

Qin Yun was a little surprised and looked at Qiao Yuyi, who nodded and glanced at her brother meaningfully.

Qiao Zhuoyi hadn't expected that he had this plan, so he didn't say anything.

"Thank you, Boss Tan," Qiao Yuyi said, looking over. "Next time you're free, come to my house for dinner and try Lao Qin's cooking."

"Okay," Tan Du said, "see you next time."

"When did you prepare it?" Qiao Zhuoyi asked after getting in the car.

"When you went to the exchange meeting, I asked Yueyue and Lele," Tan Du said, "and they said that their dad just likes Lego."

"Boss Tan is awesome," Qiao Zhuo gave him a thumbs-up. "Let's go. I'm hungry."

"Wait a minute." Tan Du got out of the car and bought two sandwiches.

"Just let me eat this?" Qiao Zhuoyi didn't take it. "It's better to go back to the old street and eat what Zhou Jue made."

"No," Tan Du tore open the bag and fed him a mouthful, "It will take two hours."

Qiao Zhuo had a sudden thought, hummed, and took it to eat himself.

The off-road vehicle merged into the traffic flow and was caught in the rush hour before leaving the city, so it drove for a while and stopped from time to time.

At first, Qiao Zhuoyi could still continue the conversation intermittently, but later his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and he was too embarrassed to fall asleep directly, so his head felt like it was equipped with a spring, falling and rising again and again.

Tan Du looked exhausted, yet amused. While waiting for the red light, he put a headrest on him, patted his head gently, and whispered, "Go to sleep."

"Um..." Qiao Zhuoyi completely lost consciousness.

The fog was getting thicker. Tan Du turned on the windshield wipers to clear his vision. Qiao Zhuo woke up dazed. The fog was thick ahead, and there was no village or shop in sight. He shrank back and said in a hoarse voice, "Why do I always wake up in your car in the mountains?"

"This time is different."

"What's the difference?"

"It's just the two of us, the neighbor on the bed and me. There's no one else." Tan Du glanced at him.

“…”

How come I didn’t know this guy was so smooth-talking?

Qiao Zhuo threw a punch, which started with great force but landed without much power.

Tan Du held his hand, interlocking their fingers and squeezing them occasionally.

The red string rubbed his wrist, making it itchy. Qiao Zhuo looked out the window and asked, "Who gave this thing to me?"

"What?"

Without looking back, Qiao Zhuo hooked the red rope with his fingers.

"Guess." Tan Duhui.

Qiao Zhuo pinched him and said, "You can say it if you want."

Tan Du didn't say anything else. Qiao Zhuo pulled his hand away and didn't say anything else for the remaining ten minutes of the journey. When they arrived, they slammed the car door and drove away.

The cold mountain wind made the hairs on his body stand up, and his mood became worse. He stepped heavily and wished he could dig a hole in the ground and crawl into it.

Tan Du chased after him with his down jacket, wrapped the man who was squatting under the eaves like an abandoned puppy, and reached out to pull him, but was thrown away.

He laughed and pressed the door handle, saying, "Don't lean against the door, be careful not to fall."

Qiao Zhuo raised his eyelids and looked at him, "You try throwing one down."

Tan Du pushed up his glasses, he wanted to try something else.

As soon as Qiao Zhuo lowered his eyelids, he was caught off guard when his wrist was pulled forward by a force. His feet were unstable and his body suddenly flew into the air.

His abdomen felt a little sore from being pressed by the strong shoulders. He stared at the shaking ground without coming to his senses, his back sinking into the soft sofa cushion.

Qiao Zhuo was stunned for a second before he shouted in disbelief: "Tan Du, damn you!"

Uncle Tan had anticipated this. He pressed down his waving hand, swiftly placed the red string on his wrist, and said seriously, "This is what grandma prayed for from the temple to keep me safe. Now I give it to you."

"...Oh." Qiao Zhuo wilted, "You should have said so earlier."

Tan Du patted his waist and said with a smile, "Get up and turn around."

He turned around and took the suitcase inside. Qiao Zhuo leaned over and saw everything inside, including spare clothes, sheets, and quilts. "When did you prepare this?"

"It's been a while, I've been preparing it." Tan Du said.

"You've been planning this for a long time," Qiao Zhuo said, poking his side. "Are you so sure I'll agree? What if I like the opposite sex? What if I don't like you? What if..."

Tan Du looked at him quietly. The man in front of him had beautiful lips, a delicate look that could not be concealed by his crew cut and stubble.

Qiao Zhuoyi usually has a stern face, but now he unconsciously acts coquettishly, his expression is lively, and his upper and lower lips open and close, which makes him feel hot.

After enduring it for a while, Tan Du suddenly pinched his upper and lower lips and said with a smile, "Nothing will happen."

Qiao Zhuo slapped him away and said, "You're crazy. How can you shut people up like that?"

"Then how do we block it?" Tan Du lowered his head slightly and arched his eyebrows, like a child who was seriously seeking advice.

Sima Zhao's intention.

With bad intentions.

Qiao Zhuo flicked his forehead and asked, "Do you think I'm stupid?"

Tan Du pursed his lips. This expression would be too incongruous if it were on the face of a smiling tiger, but at this moment it was exclusive to Boss Qiao, and it was rare no matter what. Qiao Zhuo stepped onto the stairs in a pretentious and aggressive manner, but suddenly stopped, turned quickly, and kissed him hard on the lips.

They separated immediately and then went upstairs quickly.

Tan Du touched his lower lip and said slowly, "I've learned it."

"What are you learning! Why don't you come up!"

Jingshu Mountain is a summer resort. Although the old street is only late autumn, it feels like early winter here.

Each villa is far apart to ensure privacy and a good view of the scenery. There is also a small hot spring pool on the first floor with steam rising from the water.

"Is Boss Qiao satisfied?" Tan Du asked.

"Not bad." Qiao Zhuo said. He wasn't particular about accommodations, but this place really suited his taste. "I should have brought a blanket."

"Next time," Tan Du said, "don't worry, I've added food and drink for it."

"Well, it's no problem to tie it outside. The chain is long enough for it to run around the yard."

Having said that, Qiao Zhuoyi still checked the surveillance footage. Blanket's head popped out, staring at a pot of aloe vera, crouching down, gnashing his teeth, ready to strike.

"Blanket!" Qiao Zhuo roared.

Tanlu immediately stopped his momentum, glanced at the surveillance camera, and pretended to be just passing by.

Tan Du watched with amusement: "So it was all fake before. I was wondering why the plants at the door seemed to change so often."

Qiao Zhuo responded, but was embarrassed to say that his cultivation skills also played a big role. If he hadn't watered the plants regularly after he showed up, even if the blanket didn't bother them, the plants would have to be replaced regularly to maintain the illusion of vitality.

"Today," Qiao Zhuo said, standing on the balcony, his voice steaming with heat as he spoke. He shuddered, "Will it snow tonight?"

"The weather forecast says it will be midnight tonight." Tan Du hugged him.

"Really?" Qiao Zhuo's eyes sparkled. People in the south always have a special longing for snow.

"Yeah." Tan Du touched the corner of his eye and teased him, "You probably can't see it."

Qiao Zhuo glanced over and said, "What? Is the snow so picky?"

"I'm afraid you're sleeping too deeply and I can't wake you up."

There's really no way to refute this.

Qiao Zhuo gritted his teeth.

Tan Du glanced at his phone and said with a smile, "Eat first."

While the two were enjoying the cold wind on the second floor, the B&B manager had already brought hot meals to the table and then left.

The restaurant was decorated very attentively, and it was a candlelight dinner. Qiao Zhuo was stunned for a moment, then focused entirely on the food.

Tan Du took a sip of red wine and shook his head, fortunately emphasizing that the main thing was the taste of the ingredients.

"Don't just drink." Qiao Zhuo reminded him distractedly.

"Um."

It's no use just talking. Qiao Zhuoyi took a few more glances and dragged himself to Tan Du with his butt stuck to the chair.

This person is the type who is really "afraid of being beaten by his mother" when eating. He is picky and the food on his plate doesn't seem to decrease even after half a day.

He took two bites and then gave Tan Du a mouthful. He asked, "Were you often beaten when you were a child?"

"Boss Qiao is the one, right?"

"I'm different from you. I often fight with Qiao Yuyi for food. Grandpa likes to watch us eat and rewards us if we eat quickly."

"A reward for the happy fruit?" Tan Du rubbed his hair with his palm for fun.

"Qiao Yuyi told you?" Qiao Zhuo asked.

"Guess."

"Are you a fortune teller before? All you do is guess every day." Qiao Zhuo said angrily.

Tan Du shook his head and replied honestly, "I'm an auditor."

"No wonder your membership level in that hotel is so high." Qiao Zhuoyi said.

"Hmm? Which one?"

"Zhao Feifan."

"Oh—" Tan Du said meaningfully, "Boss Qiao was already interested in me back then."

Qiao Zhuoyi stuffed a piece of steak into his mouth, wanting to know more about his past. After a while, he asked, "Why did you quit?"

Tan Du's eyes darkened for a moment, and he stroked his fingers and said, "I went wandering."

Qiao Zhuo glanced at his hands and followed up the topic by asking, "Where did they go?"

"I went west, north, everywhere," Tan Du smiled. "I wandered around and was just thinking about where to settle down when I met a... special person in the old street. I thought I'd stay and open a shop there."

"Hmm?" Qiao Zhuoyi raised his chin and kicked his calf. "Who? Tell me."