Chapter 268: Extra "Fascinated by Shanghai" (VI)

The thing that completely exploded Xie Qingcheng's tolerance threshold was someone's self-interested attempt to set He Yu up on a blind date.

Xie Qingcheng was returning home from work and had just parked his car when a hand like the bark of a tree stretched out behind him and clutched his arm, startling him.

Turning back to an old face, the two eyes of the old man with a shrewd and tough, Xie Qingcheng stuttered for a moment, before remembering that this is the opposite lane of the grandma Sun.

Grandma Sun is one of the few people in the neighborhood who have a cold relationship with the Xie family. When the old lady was an aunt, she had a bit of trouble with Zhou Muying because her family was always occupying the next-door neighbor's clothes drying spot, and Zhou Muying couldn't stand the sight of her being so domineering, and said a few words to her, and then she has been holding a grudge, thinking that Zhou Muying is a nosy dog who takes care of his own business, and has not been on speaking terms with their family since. Since then, she had no dealings with the family.

Xie Qingcheng was surprised when Grandma Sun suddenly looked for him, and even more surprised when the old lady's fawning smile piled up on her cheeks for a second.

"Shay ah ......"

"What's up with ......."

"It's nothing." Grandma Sun smiled brightly, "Just a little something to find you."

Xie Qingcheng, who doesn't often get on people's nerves, turned back to look at her and said, "Go ahead then."

Grandma Sun's smile melted like butter, and her little green eyes were glowing: "It's like this, the young man who has been staying at your house recently, what kind of person is he to you?"

Xie Qingcheng and He Yu didn't make a point of disclosing their relationship to the neighbors, and both were too much of a pain in the ass to care about this kind of recognition, so Grandma Sun didn't know about it yet.

Xie Qingcheng said, "Friend. What's up."

Grandma Sun was very happy, busy: "Oops, that must be a very good friend. Grandma and you say, grandma's granddaughter, you have watched her grow up from childhood, and now the university has graduated a few years le, the age of that is not small, you can find an object. But you know her, she likes to look handsome, we are not mercenary family, which you know la, she looked at your friend, no matter whether the young man has no money. You go and he said, this weekend night six o'clock, we booked a box in the Bund over there to invite him to dinner, so that the two young contact contact, you say yes?"

"......"

The amount of information in these words was too much, and Xie Qingcheng digested them for a while before coming back to his senses, his face visibly sullen.

He stared at the old woman and thought, You're a fucking talker.

Her granddaughter, grades are good, a 211 test in the city, but the child grew up with a special official voice, only to take care of the school class cadres and the rich second generation, open and shut their mouths is the benevolence, righteousness, integrity, collective honor, all right, but also love to give the teacher to snitch, report this early love, that cheating.

Xie Xue was also stalked by her, this woman followed Xie Xue for a few days, then reported to the school leadership Xie Xue and other schools to play with the poor students, tutoring homework for those poor students, reported her "leakage of the school's teaching secrets", Xie Qingcheng speechless.

I didn't realize that there is something even more incomprehensible now, this little girl who likes to make a report actually has the face to look at He Yu and ask herself to make a match.

He also claimed that he didn't care whether He Yu had money or not.

How many times has He Yu been on TV, can she not know who He Yu is? Even if she doesn't know, Xie Qingcheng has some idea about He Yu's outfit, can that little girl not tell?

Damn good words are on her side.

Xie Qingcheng said coldly, "You've already booked the box for the weekend night?"

"Yes!" When Grandma Sun heard that, she thought there was something in it, and smiled as she said to herself, "Then let's talk about it like this, and I'll see you on the weekend night."

Finished and suddenly from the joyful color hard to squeeze out some difficult color, lowered his voice, "But the Bund side, the peak season, the location is very difficult to book, that ...... we only booked two people place, we such elders do not go to bother them, you say is not it? "

Xie Qingcheng almost sneered, "You haven't even asked him yet, and the bit is about to be done."

"Aiya, we invited him for dinner to give him a surprise, what's wrong with that, he'll surely be willing, why do we still need to notify him? Look at you, you're making a fuss." Grandma Sun tugged on Xie Qingcheng's sleeve, "Let's just say it's a good idea, you go back and tell him about it."

Xie Qingcheng pulled his sleeve away from the old woman's hand.

He dropped his eyelashes and straightened his sleeve cufflinks before raising a pair of cold, sharp peach blossom eyes with a compelling aura, "I'm sorry, he's got a date for the weekend."

"Huh? He's got a date? Is he seeing someone? Hey, is that girl as good looking and educated as our granddaughter? If she's not as good as our daughter, he can consider a new girl. ......"

Xie Qingcheng's low, magnetic voice had already revealed a sense of oppression like that of a towering snowy mountain: "To compare?"

"Yeah, who's his date?"

Xie Qingcheng buttoned up his suit cufflinks, paused, and coldly vented one word: "Me."

After saying that this six-foot-eight mature man clicked the car key, locked the car door, stepped on the dark and shiny leather shoes, and left the place without looking back.

After dinner that night, Xie Qingcheng looked at He Yu, who was struggling with a clothespin, thought about the events of the past few days, and made up his mind.

He called He Yu over, touched his head and said, "Have you ever felt aggrieved living here with me?"

"No." He Yu said, "There are a lot of uncomfortable things, but as long as I can see you every day, I feel happy."

"Aren't those little neighbor girls surrounding you happy too?" Xie Qingcheng squinted at him.

He Yu opened his eyes wide, after a while he smiled instead and pressed his hand on Xie Qingcheng's heart, "Brother Xie, are you upset and jealous here."

Xie Qingcheng said lightly, "I trust you enough not to be jealous."

He Yu let out an "oh".

Meeting the youth's slightly disappointed eyes, Xie Qingcheng paused and added, "However, I really don't want to see too much of your time being taken up by them. After I thought about it, if you have this spare time, why don't you come and do the PowerPoint for my class for me."

He Yu suddenly smiled again, his eyes curved.

Xie Qingcheng was quiet for a moment and said, "Come here. Let me see your hands."

He Yu obediently did as he was told and put his hand, which was pressed against his heart, into his palm.

Xie Qingcheng took off the old band-aid and looked at He Yu's wound that was about to heal, and finally wrapped his long and thin hand around He Yu's palm.

After a few moments, he said, "Go pack your things."

He Yu had already guessed what Xie Qingcheng was going to say, but his heart was still beating fast, and his joy was not discounted by the anticipation.

He asked Xie Qingcheng: "Brother, what are you ...... going to do?"

Xie Qingcheng lifted his head and gently poked him on the forehead, "Back to our other home."

The price for saying this was that Xie Qingcheng was pressed by He Yu for a night.

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So, before school started, Xie Qingcheng finally agreed to go and live in He Yu's new house.

The old house is still under renovation, so I can't go back for the time being, but the new house is not bad, and it has a lot of charming and erotic memories, such as the big bedroom where He Yu pretended to put Xie Qingcheng under house arrest, and where he was reunited with him and repeatedly entangled with him.

If Xie Lishen hadn't come to Xie Qingcheng's trouble at that time, perhaps He Yu would have had time to get along with Xie Qingcheng for a longer period of time, long enough to be warm and cozy, and perhaps some of his heartfelt words would have been unable to resist pouring out.

Thinking of this, He Yu began to resent Xie Lishen again.

Xie Lishen had a bad time in prison, hardly anyone could see him, and other than that He Yu never bothered to find out more about him. He couldn't help but want to kill when he saw the man, but now that Xie Qingcheng was by his side, he wouldn't let himself be put in the chains of judgment again.

That night, He Yu was lying on the new oversized waterbed, looking at Xie Qingcheng, who had already fallen asleep from his own exhaustion, and felt an indescribable sense of fulfillment and joy in his heart.

He lowered his head and kissed over Xie Qingcheng's clean and flat forehead - even though he had played some tricks to make Xie Qingcheng willing to go home with him, all in all, his goal was achieved.

Xie Qingcheng is his man.

No one can come to the door and take him away again.

Their place, they didn't need any Guan Jia, nanny, gardener, because with such vigorous and endless affection, brick by brick he had the heart to take care of it himself.

This was their home, and he had never had a place he could truly call home until he was twenty-five.

Now he has.

He just wants to run it with Xie Qingcheng for the rest of his life.

Don't have a third person interfering.

"Brother Xie, pick the color of the curtains for the second floor study."

"Xie Qingcheng, come check out these pillows I picked out!"

"Professor Xie, teach me how to set up my kitchen."

So, for the next few days, He Yu became a happy bee, buzzing around Xie Qingcheng, pestering him when he could, discussing with him about adding some more things to the house.

Xie Qingcheng side feel so troublesome, pillow what good to pick, open the shopping site brush to the first point to go in and look at the evaluation, no lower than the average score, then directly buy is it, how to look at what pattern with color.

But He Yu is quite a man, which Xie Qingcheng also knows, and as He Yu's man, he has the obligation to make the youngster feel happy and satisfied.

Xie Qingcheng sighed and sat down in front of the computer with a sideways glance, "I've got a bit of work to do right now, so put it in the cart and I'll pick it out later."

Seeing He Yu's somewhat aggravated expression after saying that, Xie Qingcheng could only free his hand and stroked his soft hair again.

"Behave yourself, good boy."

A gentleman's word is a promise, and after taking care of the business at hand that day, Xie Qingcheng began to fulfill his duties as a husband and complete what He Yu had asked him to do.

He had originally wanted to pick out household items with He Yu, but there was a business emergency at Mei Yu's private hospital, and He Yu drove off half an hour ago, so Xie Qingcheng took He Yu's iPad and logged on to the website to browse through the items in his shopping cart.

This iPad is usually used by He Yu alone, playing games, surfing the net before bedtime, watching movies, and so on, while Xie Qingcheng parties like an old-fashioned style and is more accustomed to turning on the computer directly.

He first adapted to the tablet, and coincidentally, while groping around, Xie Qingcheng inadvertently pulled down He Yu's search history. Those records, at first, were quite normal, such as "annual summary of cold literary films", "Shanghai university students landing on the end", "how to grow hydrangeas in blue", "how to grow hydrangeas in blue", "how to grow hydrangeas in blue", "how to grow hydrangeas in blue", "how to grow hydrangeas in blue", "how to grow hydrangeas in blue", and so on. ......

Prof. Xie did not have a penchant for watching other people's browsing history, and was about to close this drop-down box, however, he caught a cold glimpse of a keyword that made his eyelids jump slightly-

"How to politely tell your partner that you like BD*M."

A few seconds passed.

Xie Qingcheng : ".................."

One minute over.

Xie Qingcheng : ".................."

Three minutes later ......

Xie Qingcheng feels that this is no longer a private matter for He Yu, but one that concerns both of them.

So Xie Qingcheng contemplated and clicked on this browsing record.

Wow rows and rows of densely packed small words were reflected into Xie Qingcheng's retina - originally Xie Qingcheng still thought that these were nothing more than what He Yu had searched for, and didn't pay much attention to them. But a few moments later, when Xie Qingcheng saw the whole page, he couldn't help but sit up straight, frowned, and pondered over the iPad.

Because he realizes that it's a fucking extranet gender forum, and not only is He Yu a searcher, but large chunks of the text on the page are typed by He Yu himself.

He Yu is still the fucking spokesman.

Xie Qingcheng loosened a cufflink and pulled up a shirt sleeve, and couldn't help but focus all his attention on those chat logs.

Xie Qingcheng is a person who has suffered a loss once, he is always too confident in himself, under the bed, bed, he used to feel that he did quite well, but later realized Li Ruoqiu surprisingly feel dissatisfied, the divorce cried accusing him of indifference, and even go to bed as if he was at work, can not feel his passion, he was actually quite struck by the blow.

So now that there was such an opportunity in front of him, he didn't want to miss it.

He wanted to see what He Yu had to say.

What does that little bugger's heart crave.