Chapter 22 Chapter 22 It’s not a car-sharing relationship…
Tan Du was stunned for only a second before he stood up, straightened his clothes, extended his hand and said with a smile, "Hello, Ms. Qiao, I'm Tan Du, I run a coffee shop downstairs in Guiyi."
"Good morning, Boss Tan." The other party blinked. "Did you recognize me?"
"You and Boss Qiao..." Tan Du pointed at his face.
"We share the same face, right? Otherwise I can't fool you." Qiao Yuyi smiled. After entering the door, she specially picked out a T-shirt of Qiao Zhuoyi and put it on, and stuffed her hair into a baseball cap. If she didn't speak, she really looked like Qiao Zhuoyi.
"They are all very outstanding and have their own characteristics," said Tan Du.
"You're really good at talking! Boss Tan, don't be so polite. My name is Qiao Yuyi, just follow Qiao Zhuoyi and call me sister." Qiao Yuyi sat on the single sofa beside her, crossed her legs casually, took off her hat, and let down her shoulder-length curly hair.
"Sorry," Tan Du smiled, "I have to go clean up first."
Qiao Yuyi smiled and waved her hand, but her eyes followed him all the time. After a while, she saw him come out with his bangs still hanging in front of his forehead and wearing glasses. He looked a lot younger.
She praised: "How handsome! Boss Tan is so young, and he calls me..."
Tan Du smiled and said, "I'm thirty years old, it's not appropriate to call you sister."
Qiao Yuyi said "Oh" in disappointment and meaningfully.
He blinked as if he had discovered something, and stretched out a finger to point left and right in the air: "This and the one just now belong to Qiao Zhuoyi, right? You—"
"Qiao Yuyi!" A hurried voice came from the second floor.
"What are you doing? You scared me!" Qiao Yuyi shuddered. "Qiao Zhuoyi! You're just trying to make yourself look louder, aren't you?"
Qiao Zhuo rushed down in two or three steps. He slept uneasily and heard a car driving into the yard in a daze, thinking he was dreaming. When he heard Qiao Yuyi's voice, he suddenly jumped up. He didn't even have time to put on his shoes, and stomped his bare feet on the floor. At the critical moment, he roared.
There was a sallow grey under his eyes, his stubble was more obvious, and a tuft of hair stood up on the left side of his head. He stood on the last step with his chin slightly raised, and said fiercely, "You woke me up."
"That's a rare thing—" Qiao Yuyi folded her arms and looked at him. "Our boss Qiao's sleep quality is unshakable. Even if he's woken up, he can still have at least half an hour of silence..."
She raised her chin and glanced at Tan Du: "Your eyes are bigger than the blanket today. Is something on your mind?"
The same facial features, the same expressions and little movements, the two people "fighting cocks" a few meters apart are so funny.
Tan Du seemed to see the adult versions of Qin Yue and Qin Le. He put his fist to his lips and coughed lightly.
"No, no!" Qiao Zhuo asked stiffly without even looking at him when he heard the voice, "How did you get in?"
"He opened the door and came in!" Qiao Yuyi said, "Your key is right under that cactus. If you still have this habit, you won't know when your house will be burglarized."
"Who asked you this!" Qiao Zhuo pinched his throat and walked down to pour some water.
"Boss Qiao means that the road outside was flooded and now the water has receded?" Tan Du took over.
"I was wondering why the road was so dirty, so I gave up." Qiao Yuyi said with a smile, "Boss Tan finally understood his incoherent words."
"Cough cough cough——" Qiao Zhuo coughed a few times due to choking.
"What are you doing? You can't even drink water." Qiao Yuyi scolded him, walked over and patted his back, whispering, "Are you feeling guilty?"
Qiao Zhuo frowned: "Don't talk nonsense."
"Okay, you guys chat. I'm going upstairs to find my little darlings," Qiao Yuyi waved at Tan Du. "Boss Tan, would you like some grilled chicken legs for lunch?"
"Huh?" Tan Du was stunned.
"Qiao Yuyi..." Qiao Zhuo was helpless.
"What? Or you do it?" Qiao Yuyi pointed her index finger at him, then circled around and pointed back at herself, "Or me?"
Qiao Zhuo opened his mouth, and Tan Du took over with a smile: "No problem, I'll go to the store first. If you want anything else to eat, you can ask Yueyue and Lele to call me."
"Thank you, Boss Tan!" Qiao Yuyi turned around.
"Wait a minute." Qiao Zhuoyi quickly went in to wash up and picked up the car keys. "Let's go."
"Actually, Boss Qiao can go upstairs and take a nap. I'll just go over there and take a walk." Tan Du said.
"You'll die of heat." Qiao Zhuo walked out without looking back.
Tan Du followed with a smile: "Let me drive."
There was an eerie silence in the car. After passing the bridge, Qiao Zhuoyi cleared his throat.
Tan Du turned his head, and Qiao Zhuo took a deep breath: "Watch the road!"
"Watching." Tan Du smiled and turned the steering wheel with one hand. "How's Boss Qiao's arm?"
Qiao Zhuo's consciousness suddenly moved: "It doesn't hurt... Are you... sober?"
"Not drunk," Tan Du changed his tone after hearing him snort, "Just a little tipsy. That wine...has a pretty good hypnotic effect. Why didn't Boss Qiao sleep well?"
"...None of your business." Qiao Zhuo turned his head and stared at the window, carefully counting the water marks.
Tan Du reached into his pocket, paused, and said, "Boss Qiao, please help me take down the bag of clothes at the back."
Qiao Zhuo handed it to him, but Tan Du didn't take it: "There's a key inside. Boss Qiao, take it. You can go to the small room to catch up on some sleep."
Seeing that no one moved, Tan Du continued, "The crucian carp from yesterday is still in the kitchen. I'll go over early at noon, make some soup, and then make you some spicy chicken."
Qiao Zhuoyi yawned, hooked his index finger, and rolled the key into his palm.
The car stopped at the entrance of the alley.
Qiao Zhuoyi asked hoarsely, "What's wrong?"
"I can just walk the rest of the way." Tan Du unbuckled his seat belt and strictly adhered to the principle of "not eating at the same table, not riding in the same car".
Qiao Zhuo gave him a sidelong glance, walked over with a wisp of adobe hair on his head, threw the bag into his arms, got into the car and stepped on the accelerator without mercy.
Tan Du stood still, rubbed his nose with the joint of his index finger, lowered his head and trembled.
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