After breakfast.
Que Buyu pointed at the large and small cardboard boxes on the floor, each with clear handwriting printed on it. With a touch of emotion and a frown on his face, he said, "Yanyan, have you started taking care of your skin now? You don't have to take care of me. As long as you're you, I like you no matter what you look like."
Chu Yanyan patted Que Buyu's face and said, "What are you thinking about? I'm not taking care of my skin because of you. I'm thinking about myself. This is a mask made in my factory. I see your skin is pretty bad too, so try this type."
Chu Yanyan said, letting go of her hand, and walked to the cardboard box to pick out a facial mask suitable for Que Buyu's skin type.
He was just worrying about having so many facial masks that he hadn't tried yet, and now Buquebuyu was back. Three days was enough for him.
"Huh? Your factory?" Que Buyu was shocked when he heard Chu Yanyan's words, thinking that he had heard it wrong.
"Yes, I opened a factory, and the new factory is being slowly deployed. After the product quality inspection report and license are approved, it will officially go into production. I may need to find someone to help endorse it." Chu Yanyan said, picking up one of the facial masks.
Walking to Que Buyu's side, he said, "Lie down, I'll apply the compress on you."
Que Buyu was usually a very rough man. He grabbed Chu Yanyan's wrist and stopped the boy's behavior: "Isn't this a bit inappropriate?"
"This facial mask is mainly for customers who play games and stay up late for a long time. Why don't you try it? You are a professional player who is exposed to mobile phones all day long. Your complexion will be better if you apply this mask." If the hard way didn't work, Chu Yanyan had to persuade him softly.
Que Buyu looked at Chu Yanyan, who was so close to him, with the strawberry he had "planted" on her neck, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down: "Okay, what's in it for me?"
Chu Yanyan took the clip, clipped up Que Buyu's bangs, and threw him a coquettish look: "Are you not satisfied with me serving you?"
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Chu Yanyan's greeting was too much for Que Buyu, who had just started eating meat, so he asked his little Yu to return the favor to Chu Yanyan.
There is a limit to applying facial masks. After applying the mask, Chu Yanyan started to busy herself with her own things. Que Buyu stood by and admired the pretty boy he liked working hard. The more he looked, the deeper his heart fell.
Que Buyu began to think about his future with Chu Yanyan. He was not only compatible with Chu Yanyan in terms of appearance and physical appearance, but more importantly and deeply in terms of soul.
The love affair last night was more of a fusion of souls. He was like a stream that had been dry for a long time and finally found the sea. He just wanted to fall into it forever, not thinking about anything else, not doing anything else, just doing things that make him more intimate with the person in his arms.
In the afternoon, Chu Yanyan was going to the factory. The original owner had not taken a driving test and had not bought a car.
Seeing this, Que Buyu volunteered to drive Chu Yanyan there himself. He also wanted to get to know this beautiful boy better. He didn't seem to be as delicate as he imagined. Little white flower?
They worked until the evening. After having dinner outside, Chu Yanyan saw that it was not yet eight o'clock, so she went to take a shower. Que Buyu cleaned up the living room.
Chu Yanyan came out with a white towel wrapped around his neck. He glanced at Que Buyu who was sitting in the living room and asked sweetly, "Brother Que, do you want to play a game with me later?"
Obviously, Que Buyu couldn't stand Chu Yanyan's coquettish tone and quickly responded, "Yes."
"Okay, I'll invite you later." After getting Que Buyu's consent, Chu Yanyan's tone immediately returned to normal.
But Que Buyu didn't feel anything was wrong, instead he stared at the towel around Chu Yanyan's neck: "Yanyan, why are you wearing a towel?"
"It's all because of the marks you left." Chu Yanyan said, taking off the towel in front of Que Buyu, revealing the marks on her neck.
Que Buyu hummed, "What are you afraid of? Just tell them you have a boyfriend. Every time I see them calling you baby, I get upset. Obviously, I'm the only one who can call you that."
As he spoke, he began to feel aggrieved.
These days, even if you have a partner, you can't show off to others. He's so miserable.
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