54 When you get older, you can say
◎I started a fight with my own mouth◎
No, I can't breathe...
As a human being, Song Qiu really didn't know why Lu Yancheng could always kiss him until he was almost suffocated. This time, he was the one who took the initiative, and he even bit Lu Yancheng several times on purpose. He started the fight with the determination to kiss his mouth until it was bald, but the result...
He hated this bastard's damn lung capacity!
"breathe."
Because he was about to suffocate, the little wooden man who was so aggressive just now couldn't even stand. Lu Yancheng could only step back a little and gently help him smooth his chest, "Baby, you're about to suffocate yourself to death."
Song Qiu took a deep breath of air and finally recovered. The first thing he did was to stand firmly, and then he said arrogantly, "I will kiss you to death sooner or later."
After a pause, he added two more words, "Thank you."
Polite, but not much.
Although he has never been in a relationship with anyone, Lu Yancheng is sure that there must be very few partners in this world who can talk like this, and there are even fewer who can let themselves go to this extent. His little Mu Mu's current mental state is at least fifty years ahead of him.
But once you get used to it, it sounds pretty good.
"Okay, I'll wait."
"Oh, then you wait." Song Qiu pushed him away and walked over slowly to sit on the sofa. "Anyway, I can't do it. I will just be kissed to death by you. My body shape determines that my lung capacity is destined to be inferior to yours. I don't like sports."
Lu Yancheng: “…” There’s no need to have such a scientific basis.
Every time they flirted, Xiao Mu would ruin the atmosphere. Lu Yancheng had basically given up and simply looked carefully at the bedroom that had been renovated to look brand new.
The carpet in the bedroom was also replaced with a fluffy pure white, and the bedside table was replaced with a five-layer snack cabinet with various junk foods on it. The curtains were white with feathers, which matched the carpet very well. Other corners were also filled with a lot of young and cartoon elements, and even the bedside lamp was turned into a yellow duck.
From Lu Yancheng's taste and aesthetic point of view, the current bedroom is actually a bit messy, with various elements mixed together, and it does not belong to any style. However, it can be seen at a glance that the owner of the bedroom loves life and is very young and lively.
This is what his little Wood likes, which is completely different from him.
Lu Yancheng looked over every detail carefully and finally came to a conclusion: the fact that Xiao Mu could live in the original dull-style bedroom for so long without making any suggestions could even be considered that she loved him very much, to some extent.
No wonder Xiaomu always wanted to leave. He didn't like his original bedroom and villa at all. It was impossible for him to regard them as his home, let alone have a sense of belonging. It was more like punching in to go to work.
"If there's anything you don't like, just tell me directly." After reading everything, Lu Yancheng sat on the sofa opposite Song Qiu and told him naturally, "You can change it however you want, until you like it."
"Don't you think this doesn't look good?" Song Qiu frowned slightly, because many places reflected his bad taste, such as the Psyduck night light on the bedside, which he bought to make Lu Yancheng uncomfortable.
He thought Lu Yancheng would be very dissatisfied with those things, but in the end... it didn't bring him any sense of accomplishment.
"Does good looks matter?" Lu Yancheng shook his head. "This is our home. What matters most is that you like it. I said I would try my best to pursue you. I want to enter your world, so this kind of adjustment is essential."
It sounded reasonable and well said. Song Qiu pondered for a while and finally replied with only seven words, "When you get older, you can talk."
He knew how to break Lu Yancheng's defense, and Lu Yancheng reasonably suspected that he did it on purpose, but it was completely understandable, it was just a childish trick to push people away.
"Being older has its advantages, baby. People your age or younger than you won't be able to catch up with you even if you give them ten years."
Lin Jin said in class that one can't just show off one's strengths whenever possible, but also have to express them clearly. Communication is the most critical step. Lu Yancheng has always had a strong learning ability, and he talks a lot when he deliberately wants to speak.
"A man older than me is too old and not suitable for you. A man younger than me cannot have a better financial foundation than me, and it is impossible for him to spend a lot of time to get to know you seriously, because there is no one who can force you to stay with me like I can, and force you to succeed."
Lu Yancheng had everything: the right time, the right place, and the right people, so he was confident that he could catch up.
The confidence revealed between the lines will not offend people, because others may say so just for show, but he says it based on facts because he really has the ability.
Song Qiu stared at him for a long time, and finally slapped himself on the head silently.
Wake up! This is not the way to admire a strong man! No matter how strong he is, he is still a bastard! He just plotted against you today!
"Baby?" This slap made Lu Yancheng stunned.
I have never seen anyone being forced not to hit the culprit, but instead hitting himself on the head.
"I'm happy to do so." Song Qiu rolled his eyes at him in anger, then slapped himself, "Let me see if there's water in my brain, otherwise how could I not have noticed that you are so shameless and inhuman before."
Lu Yancheng nodded seriously. The man who used to be very serious was completely led astray by some abstract little wooden man. "You'll get used to it."
Song Qiu: “…” Those two slaps I just gave him should have been on the mouth.
The two of them didn't stay in the bedroom for long, after all, they had to go downstairs for dinner. Song Qiu almost took out the pink bunny pajamas and threw it directly on Lu Yancheng.
"This is yours, you're the bunny too."
Lu Yancheng picked it up and looked at it from top to bottom with great interest. He unexpectedly thought that this thing was not bad.
Compared to the suit I bought for him last time, this bunny pajamas is definitely a more genuine token of Xiao Mu's love. Even though it's a gesture of bad taste, if he really wears it one day, even out of curiosity, Xiao Mu will definitely come up to touch and hug it.
While Song Qiu was closing the door of the cloakroom, Lu Yancheng took out his cell phone and looked at the memo. He found the few notes on how to coax little Mu when he was angry. After reading them, he folded the bunny pajamas neatly.
If Xiao Mu gets angry one day, this thing should be able to save his life.
"The second bedroom you used to live in will be used as your doll room from now on. I'll ask Aunt Zhang to clean it up in the next two days."
When Song Qiu walked to the door and was about to open it, he suddenly heard these words behind him.
"Those furry dolls have already been purchased and will be delivered to your home once your room is ready."
Actually, I haven't bought it yet, because I wasn't sure what type Song Qiu liked before. I was sure today after looking at those pillows and other cartoon characters. Lu Yancheng took photos of each image and just sent them to Lin Jin.
Because he is an orphan and did not have a complete childhood, he prefers stuffed toys and children's things. Although Song Qiu did not ask for them, Lu Yancheng felt that as a partner, he should try his best to make up for what he should.
Song Qiu touched the door handle and could probably guess what he meant, but she felt even more uncomfortable because of his thoughtfulness.
"I don't want it."
"Buy it and put it there, otherwise it would be a waste to leave the room empty." Scale is important, Lu Yancheng didn't force him to admit anything, walked over, stood behind him and opened the door, "Just think of it as me liking it."
That tone of tolerance with a hint of smile expressed the doting of the elderly on children to the extreme. It did not expose anyone's stubbornness and arrogance, but both the words and the tone showed that they saw through everything but did not say it out loud.
Song Qiu couldn't think straight anymore, and subconsciously tried to avoid it, but he opened his mouth and couldn't say anything nonsense. He was so anxious that he raised his hand and pinched his mouth.
Come on, you idiot!
Not saying anything like this really makes me look stupid!
"oh."
He forced his mouth so hard that he could only utter one word. Then he felt that he had not performed well, so he covered his mouth and walked out of the bedroom in a rage.
Although Lu Yancheng didn't see his direct actions, he was already amused just by seeing him covering his mouth from behind. He stared at his back and shook his head helplessly.
This was the first time I saw someone fight with his mouth, he was indeed a little wooden.
"Very... cute..."
Lu Yancheng stood there and muttered these three words to himself, completely unconsciously. And if he were to evaluate it himself, the tone in which he said these three words did not sound very smart.
Like a fool who has no brains and is blinded by love.
Lu Yancheng made himself laugh again.
As expected, people in love will lose their brains, and then gain something called love brain. Lin Jin's class that costs 50,000 yuan is full of valuable information, which is very real and practical.
The practical result of the course is... Lin Jin received another 100,000 yuan.
He knew what the 100,000 yuan was for without any notes. Less than two minutes after Lin Jin received it, Song Qiu received a transfer of 30,000 yuan from his idol.
[Idol: 20% kickback. ]
High emotional intelligence and the ability to get along with everyone as long as he wants are Lin Jin's most powerful abilities, and also the means of making a living. Because Song Qiu earns extra money, and then gives Song Qiu kickbacks, the amount is actually not important, what is important is the attitude.
After Lin Jin sent the message, he started waiting. When Song Qiu asked him what the kickback was, he sent the screenshots of Lu Yancheng's transfer and chat records.
[Idol: Mr. Lu is very serious in class. ]
Combining those screenshots with this sentence, Song Qiu suddenly realized.
No wonder Lu Yancheng was so eloquent today, and what he said was so "targeted", it turned out that he secretly attended a training class!
I said that it was impossible for a boss like him, who was tough-talking and taciturn, to say that!
Although...
When Song Qiu looked at the fee of 50,000 yuan for a class, tears of envy almost flowed from the corners of his mouth.
This money is really easy to make. The idol is worthy of being an idol, and Lu Yancheng is worthy of being a domineering president. He is really willing to spend the money...
After staring at the transfer records for a full minute, Song Qiu sent a crying rabbit emoji with tears in his eyes, saying: Idol, it takes me a year to learn what you have done. You deserve to earn this money. You are so talented.
He made money, gave him kickbacks, and also did him a big favor by letting him know that Lu Yancheng was secretly training him. The key point was that he did not offend Lu Yancheng by colluding with him, because the kickbacks were really not less.
Only Lin Jin could do such a thing as winning favor with both sides without offending either party. Song Qiu felt that the value of his idol was still rising.
If I learn these, can I also kill Lu Yancheng?
He was madly envious. On the other side, Lin Jin had already sent part of the chat history with him to Lu Yancheng.
【Lin Jin: If you have given, you have to let others know. Being honest and sincere is the ultimate skill. 】
The other party didn't reply, and then another 20,000 yuan was transferred in, with the note saying "bonus".
Lin Jin accepted it with satisfaction. The unhappiness she had felt from being harassed by a mad dog these past few days was swept away. She raised the corners of her mouth and pushed up the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose.
Go ahead and talk, go and have a relationship. If the boss wasn’t a love-minded person, how could he make so much extra money?
If the boss lady needs it, he is even willing to secretly teach her how to control the boss. The joy of doing business cannot be compared with that of falling in love.
【Author’s words】
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