Chapter 71 Chapter 71 Boss Qiao cannot be offended.
Fan Quan stood there blankly like a soldier who had been struck by a needle, his facial features frozen in their respective areas. Qiao Zhuo felt that he would drool in the next second, so he silently took a step back.
Lu Sa hit him but he didn't react. It was difficult to laugh, so she held back her tears. She took the tissue Tan Du handed her and wiped her tears, saying angrily, "Leave him alone. You guys talk about your own business."
"That's all." Qiao Zhuo raised his eyebrows.
"Puff," Lu Sa said to him, "Are you here just to show off?"
Qiao Zhuo nodded at the "wooden man" and said, "She's always showing off her wife and daughter to me."
Tan Du put his arm around him, and he touched his earlobe without moving away.
Lu Sa tutted twice and flicked the red envelope twice: "It's so thick, I don't mind if you two come here to show off every day."
After chatting for a few more sentences, there was some noise behind us.
Lu Sa smiled and said, "Wake up, take a look."
Qiao Zhuoyi and Tan Du turned around and teased for a while, but it was not convenient to stay any longer, so they prepared to leave.
"You have to come to the full moon banquet." Lu Sa reminded.
"Okay." Qiao Zhuo pushed Fan Quan. "Still standing there? Your daughter is crying."
Fan Quan suddenly woke up and hurriedly picked him up.
The two men and Lu Sa waved goodbye and left. Just as they arrived at the elevator and walked in, a hand suddenly grabbed the door and pulled Qiao Zhuo out.
Tan Du followed and entered the stairwell.
Fan Quan pointed at the two men and asked tremblingly, "No, are you two serious about this?"
Qiao Zhuo raised an eyebrow: "Or?"
The big guy in front of him swallowed, rubbed his face, kneaded his neck, scratched his shoulders, and made some mumbling sounds, but he couldn't utter a complete sentence.
"If you feel itchy, go take a shower." Qiao Zhuo tutted his words, "Is it really that serious? Didn't you already know that I like men?"
Fan Quan slapped his thigh and said, "I know you don't know Xiao Tan! Before... if I had known..."
It's a tongue twister. Qiao Zhuoyi automatically completed his sentence - I was introducing someone to someone else before, I should have matched you two up earlier.
"It would be strange if you knew about this pretentious boss of ours earlier?" Qiao Zhuo said.
Tan Du laughed: "You think you are praising me."
Fan Quan coughed lightly and said, "Well, are you guys... making this public?"
"You are the first one to be notified. Are you satisfied?"
Qiao Zhuo patted him on the back and Tan Du glanced at him.
Fan Quan tutted his words a few times and began to speak in a pretentious manner, sizing up Tan Du seriously. "Xiao Tan, your status is different now. I have to give you a few words of advice."
"You say." Tan Du smiled and lowered his head.
"Our Joe has a bad temper, you have to give in to him."
"Who has a bad temper?" Qiao Zhuo hit him.
Tan Du glanced at his hand again and said, "I'll definitely give in. Please continue."
"Be nice to him!" Fan Quan couldn't think of anything else to say.
"Sure." Tan Du nodded slightly.
"Okay, go back quickly." Qiao Zhuo raised his hand to push Fan Quan away. Tan Du frowned, grabbed his hand and put it in his pocket.
"Where does this jealousy come from?"
After getting in the car, Qiao Zhuoyi was still laughing, "Mr. Quan's eyes almost popped out just now."
"Haven't you laughed enough yet?" Tan Du fastened his seat belt, pinched his chin and kissed him.
The two of them didn't wait to return to the villa, but found a hotel nearby and ended their boring days.
Fortunately, Yueyue and Lele insisted that Blanket go with them, otherwise these two would have been in trouble.
Qiao Zhuoyi cursed "bastard" in a daze.
Tan Du agreed frankly, and after packing up for him, he leaned aside and fiddled with his phone.
"What are you doing?" Qiao Zhuo asked.
Tan Du smiled, clicked on the screen projection function, and gestured for him to watch TV.
Qiao Zhuo took a glance, howled, grabbed the quilt and pulled it up, burying himself in it.
Tan Du went to pull the quilt and said with a smile, "Don't hold it in."
"Turn it off!" Qiao Zhuo gritted his teeth.
After someone has done his duty as a good person, he still has to watch himself appear on the show and look like a decent person.
"Just look at the beginning." Tan Du patted the quilt. "Silhouette."
"Hmm?" A furry head poked out with a stern expression.
There was a whole row of silhouettes, and the barrage of comments were all drooling over the two tallest ones.
"Are there two top-notch contestants?"
"The one on the left is obviously Qiao Zhuoyi!"
"Who's the other one? My brother Yuan?"
"How is that possible? Brother Yuan has a hunchback!"
"Who else is there? Everything else is correct."
"Don't even think about it. Brother Yuan had a foot injury at the time, so Director Dian hired a professional model!"
"Professional, professional, model, special—" Qiao Zhuo read out the words one by one, "You just want to show me this, right?"
Tan Du slid his finger, and the video on the screen was replaced by a photo.
Qiao Zhuo was stunned. This was the frontal photo of that day. He switched one photo after another, from individual photos to group photos. The more he looked at it, the more something seemed wrong. He pushed his back teeth. Were the eyes of the two of them so open that day?
"Director Dian sent it to me and said it was a New Year's gift," said Tan Du.
Qiao Zhuoyi slowed down and kicked Tan Du: "Let's go back."
"Now?" Tan Du raised his eyebrows.
"What? It won't open?" Qiao Zhuo raised his eyelids.
"Hmm?" Tan Du leaned forward.
Qiao Zhuoyi held him down and said, "There's a New Year's gift from me in the villa. I won't wait any longer."
Tan Du tilted his head, dug the man out of the quilt, and quickly dressed him.
After returning to the villa, Qiao Zhuo ran to the second floor and knocked on the wardrobe.
Tan Du opened it and saw a complete black embroidered suit. He raised his eyebrows in surprise and scratched his neck and asked, "Do you like it that much?"
"Do you think you can just let the lie to me go?" Qiao Zhuo replied fiercely.
Tan Du's eyes were deep as he began to take off his clothes in front of him. Qiao Zhuoyi closed his eyes, walked over, closed the curtains, turned on the ceiling light, sat on the sofa with one leg crossed, looking like a king who does not attend court early in the morning.
A smile escaped Tan Du's throat. The air conditioner hadn't turned up the heat yet, and his exposed upper body was slightly red from the cold.
Qiao Zhuo pinched his earlobe and said, "Don't stop. Aren't you cold?"
Tan Du's fingertips hooked up the shirt, and his bony fingers slowly and methodically buttoned it. Qiao Zhuo followed his fingers' movements, sliding down to her straight legs, and then slowly moving up, staring at the fastened waist belt. The tassels on the hem brushed across her tight thighs as Tan Du's arms fell.
Tan Du stood there and smiled at everyone: "How is it?"
Qiao Zhuo's voice was a little hoarse: "Come and take a look."
Tan Du didn't move, pinching his waist and said, "It fits perfectly. When did you measure it?"
"Is it necessary?" Qiao Zhuo pointed at his eyes and said, "One glance and you'll know."
"Really?" Tan Du's eyes wandered from his brow to his lower abdomen. "I don't think I can do it."
Qiao Zhuoyi put down his legs, leaned forward, put his elbows on his knees, and his face darkened slightly: "Come here."
Tan Du smiled and took a step forward with his long legs.
Qiao Zhuo stared at him, and the footsteps seemed to fall on his heart one by one.
Tan Du put his fingers into the hem of his clothes and said in a deep voice, "It has to be measured like this."
Qiao Zhuoyi took out the tie hidden behind his back, quickly wrapped it around his hands and tied them to the head of the bed.
"What is this?" His Adam's apple rolled.
Qiao Zhuoyi curled his lips, stood up and took out a denim-style outfit from another wardrobe and put it on. Different from the last photo shoot, this one was bolder and came with a clavicle chain.
Tan Du didn't say anything as Qiao Zhuo sat on him and ripped off his shirt.
His burning skin was exposed to the cool air. Tan Du hummed softly and asked, "Is this a New Year's gift?"
Qiao Zhuoyi leaned down without saying a word. Tan Du closed his eyes and endured his actions, his fangs grinding against his lips.
"Zhuo Yi."
As soon as the voice changed its tone, Qiao Zhuoyi stood up and patted his cheek: "Don't try to lie to me again next time."
The tie on his hand was tightened again. Tan Du looked at him in disbelief. Boss Qiao got out of bed and locked the door without a trace of reluctance.
Boss Tan once again gained a profound understanding of this——
Boss Qiao cannot be offended.
From that day on, he was only allowed to move around outside the master bedroom.
The villa owner was incredibly busy once the project started, with many new orders coming in every day. Xiao Luo looked at the order list and asked, "Brother Zhuo, when did you say the orders would end?"
"At the end of March," Qiao Zhuo thought for a moment, "I'll go out in April."
"Going in April?" Xiang Yuan asked on the other end of the phone.
"Well," Qiao Zhuoyi said, "it's too hot further ahead."
"Is it safe?" Xiang Yuan was haunted. The last time Qiao Zhuoyi escaped alone to a primitive tribe and stayed there for half a month, there was no news at all. He called the police directly, and within a few hours, they received a message. He didn't even recognize the person in the video.
Originally it was just a slight stubble, but by then it had grown into a full beard.
"It's safe." Qiao Zhuoyi also thought of that scene, gritted his teeth and told him to "shut up," adding, "There's a signal where we're going back, but it won't be available all the time. Don't make a fuss when the time comes."
"Why am I making such a fuss?" Xiang Yuan snorted coldly, "You're different now."
This person has been acting weird since he found out that he was with Tan Du. It wasn't for any other reason, he was simply angry that he wasn't the first person to know about this.
Every time he gets back together with that bastard of his, he will inform Qiao Zhuoyi first.
"The first one to know was the blanket. Just come over and bite it." Qiao Zhuo couldn't stand his intensity anymore.
"Okay, you wait." Xiang Yuan replied.
Qiao Zhuoyi just said it casually, forgetting that Xiang Yuan would take anything he said seriously as long as it reached his ears.
The next day, Tan Du, who was about to go out, and Xiang Yuan, who had just raised his hand to knock on the door, looked at each other.
"Eh? Isn't this our boss Qiao's neighbor?" Xiang Yuan straightened his back. "How come we meet here so early in the morning?"
Qiao Zhuo popped his head out from behind the person when he heard the voice: "Damn! Xiang Yuan, are you sick? What's wrong with you so early in the morning?"
"You're the one who's sick." Xiang Yuan knocked on the door twice. "Your neighbor won't let me in?"
Tan Du smiled, opened the door and said, "Boss Xiang, please come in."
"Go on your way." Qiao Zhuo glanced at him.
Tan Du shook his head, stepped back, and asked, "Has Boss Xiang had breakfast yet?"
Xiang Yuan grabbed the blanket and said in a rough voice: "Give me a blanket and let me take a bite."
"...Psycho." Qiao Zhuo cursed.
Xiang Yuan turned around and took his seat without hesitation, glancing at the plate: "It's quite rich."
Tan Du asked again: "Would you like one?"
"Don't worry about him." Qiao Zhuoyi sat down opposite, grabbed the plate and said, "He doesn't need it."
"How can you talk like that!" Xiang Yuan slammed the table.
"Just answer my question." Qiao Zhuo glanced at him.
Oh, that's it.
Xiang Yuan glared at him and gritted his teeth.
"Boss Xiang, would you like a cup of coffee?" Tan Du asked.
"Why are you still doing this nonsense?" Xiang Yuan replied, "Didn't you say before that those who try to create such an elegant image are not good people?"
Qiao Zhuo coughed twice, took the water cup and smoothed it out. Tan Du smiled and brought the coffee: "Boss Xiang, please."
Qiao Zhuo stretched his neck to look, and saw that there was no latte art. He curled his lips and sat back down.
"It was Tan Du who helped take your last photo," he said.
Shit, forgot about that.
The confidence to launch an attack and punish the culprit was suddenly gone.
Boss Xiang lowered his head, and his hunched back seemed to bend a little more.
Qiao Zhuo winked at Tan Du, tapped the table and said, "Alright, let's talk."
"Aren't you leaving after Qingming Festival? When you go out, return Si Mo to me first." Xiang Yuan said dimly.
So that's why. Qiao Zhuoyi said, "What do you mean by return it to you?"
"Lend it to me! Just lend it to me!"
"People are not objects." Qiao Zhuo refused to give in halfway. What if this guy took him back and refused to let him go? He had been nagging him many times that he should not have let Si Mo go.
"I can't explain it to you!" Xiang Yuan frowned and took a sip of coffee, his eyes lighting up. "Wow! This stuff tastes pretty good. This neighbor's cooking skills are pretty good."
Tan Du smiled, and Qiao Zhuoyi keenly sensed that something was wrong with his expression.
That’s what happened the last time I had dinner with Liang Yizi and the others.
He knew what was going on and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Tan Du smiled and replied, "Huh? What?"
Qiao Zhuo got angry when he saw Xiang Yuan forcing a smile. He stood up and dragged Xiang Yuan out the door: "Go to the store first."
"Oh my god!" Xiang Yuan was stunned. After two seconds of silence, he banged on the door. After a few dog barks, the blanket was thrown out.
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The author has something to say: I’m sorry again~ [Cat’s Paw]
(The red envelopes for today and the future will be returned after I get them)
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