The author has something to say: Chi Qiu would like to ask everyone for some comments, can you give him some face? (Note: It's not what the author wants, it's what Chi Qiu wants.)
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On the way back, Chi Qiu's eyelids fought. After a while, he tilted his head and fell asleep on the back seat.
Probably because he only ate one bite of cake that night, Chi Qiu's stomach began to protest, and he couldn't avoid the "gurgling" sound even in his sleep.
In a daze, Chi Qiu frowned in distress, impatient with his hunger, he talked in sleep: "Noodle soup..."
Lu Ming thought that Chi Qiu had woken up, so he turned his head and asked, "Do you want noodle soup?"
Chi Qiu didn't respond, breathing steadily and sleeping very soundly.
Lu Ming: "..."
The scene was very embarrassing for a time.
Xiao Yan was not steady enough, almost laughed out loud. Fortunately, he glanced at the rearview mirror cleverly, and was startled by Lu Ming's serious expression in time. In front of the unsmiling boss, Xiao Yan really hoped that his laugh acupoint would lose all its functions.
"President Lu, I'm sorry." Xiao Yan was sweating on his forehead and concentrated on driving.
Lu Ming took out his mobile phone solemnly, looked at the time, and called Aunt Zhang: "We will be home in about 30 minutes, and prepare two bowls of pickled vegetables and beef noodle soup." The call hung up in less than half a minute .
Chi Qiu, who had his eyes closed, was really hungry. He vaguely heard the word "noodle soup", he couldn't help but take a deep breath, and hit his head on the glass with a "boom". The pain woke him up for a moment, and he opened his eyes tearfully.
In the car late at night, Chi Qiu was given endless darkness, lonely and familiar.
Whenever this happens, he will be the first to make a sound: "It hurts..."
The short syllable brought Chi Qiu back from the silent space to the warm world.
He and Lu Ming were wearing seat belts and kept a certain distance.
For this reason, Lu Ming leaned forward a little: "Come closer and face me." It was late at night, and Lu Ming's voice was slightly hoarse.
Chi Qiu nodded and obeyed. He turned his head sideways, and the painful place was immediately covered by Lu Ming's palm. The faint pain didn't decrease at all, but he didn't feel much pain in his heart.
There was not much space in the car, and Chi Qiu could smell the faint scent of men's perfume on Lu Ming's wrist. He thought it smelled good, and secretly sniffed a few more times. Chi Qiu likes this smell, and he likes it to appear on Lu Ming even more.
Because this is the perfume that Chi Qiu gave Lu Ming.
Every time Lu Ming participated in some events and meetings that required formal attire, he would spray some symbolically.
Joyful in his heart, Chi Qiu rubbed Lu Ming's hand subconsciously, and the smile almost escaped from the corner of his mouth.
Lu Ming saw it: "What are you laughing at?"
"You used the perfume I picked." Chi Qiu didn't want to hide his happiness.
Lu Ming didn't understand what there was to be happy about, so he took it for granted, "You gave it to me, and I will definitely use it."
Most of Chi Qiu's drowsiness flew away, and he clasped Lu Ming's hand with both hands, letting Lu Ming's palm stick to his face: "Lu Ming, your hands are so big." He muttered, "Ten years ago Were your hands that big when you were born? It’s been so long, I don’t seem to remember much.”
When talking about the scene ten years ago, Chi Qiu is full of nostalgia. It was a very good memory for him. He will never forget the first meeting with Lu Ming.
It's a pity that Lu Ming didn't answer his words, and he never took the initiative to mention the time we spent together ten years ago with him.
Lu Ming answered irrelevantly: "Does it still hurt?"
"pain."
Maybe it was just waking up, Chi Qiu's tone sounded like a baby.
Lu Ming reminded him: "Xiao Yan is still here."
Chi Qiu was stunned, and woke up in a moment of tenderness, his head heating up rapidly. He let go again and again, and sat up straight with a red face.
However, Xiao Yan in the driver's seat had a bitter expression on his face, wishing he could disappear out of thin air.
A 30-minute journey is not too far, Chi Qiu is really tired today. He sat upright with a red face and red ears for less than ten minutes, then dozed off with his head tilted again, and yawned again and again. Seeing this, Lu Ming couldn't help stretching out his hand, straightened Chi Qiu's head, and let him lean on the seat: "Sleep if you want to sleep, don't stay up. I asked Aunt Zhang to prepare noodle soup. When I got home, I yelled you."
"Well, but I don't seem to be very hungry now..." Chi Qiu was probably over hungry. He closed his eyes and felt sleepy, and fell asleep for the second time within a minute.
He turned sideways and his phone slipped out of his suit pocket. Lu Ming took his mobile phone over, pressed the mute button, and held it in his hand. When the screen touched the temperature of the finger, it automatically lit up, and a message appeared on it at the right time, and the sender was Ji Feining.
Lu Ming knew that Chi Qiu and Ji Yanchen had always had a close relationship and grew up together, but he never knew that Chi Qiu also had a private relationship with Ji Feining, Ji Yanchen's ten-year-old brother.
But Lu Ming had no intention of interfering with Chi Qiu's friendship, nor would he check his phone behind Chi Qiu's back. Since Ji Feining chose to send messages instead of calling, it shouldn't be an urgent matter.
He locked the screen of his phone, intending to ask Chi Qiu to check the message before replying when he got home.
Around nine o'clock, the car slowly drove into the front yard of the villa.
Chi Qiu fell into a deep sleep, his shoulders moved slightly with his breathing, and he didn't seem to wake up at all.
"Chi Qiu." Lu Ming tried to wake him up.
Chi Qiu pouted, as if responding, but also as if ignoring Lu Ming.
"Chi Qiu, you're home." Lu Ming yelled a second time, but Chi Qiu still didn't wake up.
Therefore, Lu Ming didn't intend to wake Chi Qiu up again. He got out of the car, walked to Chi Qiu's side, opened the door, bent down lightly and untied Chi Qiu's seat belt, and directly carried Chi Qiu out.
Xiao Yan wanted to help, but was rejected by Lu Ming: "You've worked hard today, go back and rest."
"Yes, Mr. Lu." Xiao Seriously got into the car and drove away from the villa. This car is considered a necessary tool for him to go to work, and it was specially purchased by Lu Ming when he first hired him. On weekdays, Lu Ming also allows Xiao Yan to use it reasonably outside of working hours, he is considered a generous boss.
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Aunt Zhang who was waiting in the living room heard the sound and opened the door of the villa.
She stepped forward, saw Chi Qiu who was sleeping soundly, and asked softly, "Boss Lu, the noodle soup is ready, won't you wake up sir now?"
"Let him sleep for a while."
"Well, but if you don't eat the noodles now, it will be lumpy later. Why don't I make another one after my husband wakes up later
"It's getting late, go and rest." Lu Ming said, "When he wakes up, I'll cook something for him." Lu Ming carried Chi Qiu into the bedroom effortlessly.
As a 25-year-old adult, Chi Qiu is lighter and thinner than the average male.
Lu Ming heard from Chi Qiu before that no matter how much he eats, he will not gain weight easily. It sounds like he eats a lot, but Lu Ming knows that Chi Qiu seldom goes out, and almost always stays at home listening to books and studying, or spending time in a daze. Chi Qiu didn't exercise much, so his appetite was naturally small.
So for Lu Ming, Chi Qiu is really light, and he won't feel tired if he holds it all the time.
Thinking about it, he unconsciously hugged Chi Qiu in his arms a little tighter.
Lu Ming was holding the man in his arms, and he closed the bedroom door with his feet.
He was just about to put Chi Qiu on the bed, but Chi Qiu, who was sleepy, suddenly opened his arms and hugged him, his cheeks buried in his chest, like a koala, refusing to let go.
"Chi Qiu, go to bed and sleep." He coaxed him strangely.
Chi Qiu stubbornly shook his head, wondering what he had dreamed of, frowned, and hugged Lu Ming even tighter.
Lu Ming had no choice but to hug him and help him take off his shoes and socks expressionlessly.
Chi Qiu babbled in his sleep, but Lu Ming didn't hear it clearly. He only knew that Chi Qiu treated him as a human pillow and was very satisfied.
Out of helplessness, Lu Ming lay down on the bed with Chi Qiu in his arms. He turned sideways, followed Chi Qiu's movements, and changed into a comfortable position, letting Chi Qiu nest into his arms and sleep next to him.
A series of movements are done unskillfully, but there are no bumps.
The hair on Chi Qiu's forehead was messed up, and the warm breath from his nose hit Lu Ming's shirt, like a cuddly and cuddly cat.
The temperature in March was low at night, and the two of them only took off their suit jackets at most.
Lu Ming was also tired. He lay on the soft quilt, rubbed his temples with one hand, and began to let go of his thoughts. It may be that Chi Qiu's body temperature was very warm, and Lu Ming soon fell asleep.
A few minutes after he fell asleep, the sleeping Chi Qiu opened his eyes.
He raised his head lightly, and "looked" at Lu Ming's face with a pair of beautiful eyes. Then, he leaned over cautiously, and without waking Lu Ming up—or even exactly, he kissed Lu Ming's soft lips accurately.
"Good night." He said softly.