little lover

Boss Zhuo liked the young man he met for the first time. Before leaving, he was no longer as repulsive as he was when he first met him. However, when Zhuo Yifan entered the elevator, he still grabbed Han Qiaoye and warned him in a low voice: "Fanfan is still young, and his studies are the main focus...you understand what I mean?"

Han Qiaoye nodded with a smile. Before he could speak, Zhuo Yifan had already called them over there: "Dad, why aren't you here yet?"

Boss Zhuo seemed to have changed his face, and immediately stepped forward with a smile and said, "Come on, come on, didn't you just talk about business, haha! I chatted with Qiao Ye quite well, Fanfan, your friend understands Quite a few!"

Zhuo Yifan was a little happy when he heard that, nodded and said, "Yes, he is also very good!"

This sentence brought Teacher Fang in virtually. Zhuo Yifan felt that no matter what, his master and him belonged to the same country. When it comes to career, Teacher Fang is the best in their circle!

Boss Zhuo immediately said: "Yes, yes, I think he and Teacher Fang are very good. There are not many young people who are practical."

Han Qiaoye: "..."

Han Qiaoye looked back and forth at the father and son next to him, and finally fell on Zhuo Yifan's happy face. He felt that the two were really father and son, and they even had the same preferences, and they were only willing to listen to him. If you want to listen, you can blow whoever you want.

Zhuo Yifan still had things to do when he returned to the studio. Han Qiaoye did not leave, and Boss Zhuo refused to leave easily. He saw Han Qiaoye's intention to sit next to his son, so he immediately made a reason and called Han Qiaoye to the next door. I went to chat with him alone in the conference room - chatted for a whole afternoon, and finally it was Zhuo Yifan who knocked on the door and called for someone, and Boss Zhuo released Han Qiaoye.

When Han Qiaoye came out, he looked like he was being educated, and said humbly, "Don't worry, I will definitely listen to my elders."

Zhuo Yifan listened in a fog, and frowned at them.

Boss Zhuo walked away with a straight face.

Han Qiaoye stayed there looking at Zhuo Yifan with a smile and said, "Let's go, your father has given you to me now."

Zhuo Yifan followed him for two steps, and when he got into the car, he sat in the passenger seat and asked curiously, "What did my dad tell you?"

Han Qiaoye said, "Your father told you to follow me to get the certificate first."

Zhuo Yifan: "...Impossible!"

Han Qiaoye thought for a while, and then said, "That is, let's live together first, and slowly develop our relationship."

Zhuo Yifan said, "Why are you still fabricating it on the spot?"

Han Qiaoye hadn't finished making it up yet, so what he said there was true, and he continued, "He told you to listen to me in everything. You can't be picky eaters when you eat, and you don't like to eat fish and shrimp. You have to get over this habit. Drink a glass of milk sooner or later. Jump up and grow taller."

Zhuo Yifan was dubious, and said, "This is a bit like what he said."

Han Qiaoye turned to fasten his seat belt on him, lowered his head and kissed him by the way, and said with a smile, "Just kidding, he told me a lot about business, saying that the company was going to expand its overseas branch, and asked Am I interested?"

Zhuo Yifan looked up at him.

Han Qiaoye said: "I declined, although the temptation is quite strong, but I still want to do some free work." He looked at Zhuo Yifan and laughed softly, "Besides, I have to stay with you, It's not easy to look after children, after all, Teacher Fang Meiyu is in front of me, so I can't make too much difference."

Zhuo Yifan was obviously relieved, grabbed his seat belt and said, "Don't worry about him, really, just follow your own plan."

Han Qiaoye could hear the protection in his words, and couldn't help but leaned over and kissed him twice more.

Zhuo Yifan had just started making some intimate moves with him recently, and the young man couldn't help but bring some anticipation. When Han Qiaoye wanted to stop, his eyes were shining with disappointment, and he looked at him as if he didn't understand. Why not continue.

Han Qiaoye pressed his forehead against his, and said with a wry smile, "I can't, I promised your father that I won't touch you until graduation."

It took Zhuo Yifan a while to realize that he almost jumped up in the car, not knowing whether he was ashamed or annoyed, "He, why does he take care of everything!"

But with this Shangfang sword, Han Qiaoye has indeed restrained himself a lot. He can probably understand Boss Zhuo's mentality. If his son likes to be a father, he can't stop him, but he is also a little vigilant. The buffer time of this year is probably reserved for observing him. .

If he had such a baby bump raised in the palm of his hand, he would probably be so vigilant all the time, right?

Han Qiaoye put himself in his place, his brows furrowed.

Probably because he was annoyed that his father and Han Qiaoye said everything, and Han Qiaoye made that kind of promise to Boss Zhuo, Zhuo Yifan's face panicked, he didn't go to Han Qiaoye's place for several days, and went to the studio to draw pictures by himself. Instead, it made up for the little tail that was left before.

After school started, he teamed up with Bai Shaowu to play games, because Long Yu was on a business trip in the capital, and Fang Jingyao also came back here to play with him. Basically, they formed a team to play games, and they had a great time playing games.

Zhuo Yifan took his master a lot more seriously, and sometimes even kicked Bai Shaowu, for fear that he would hurt his master's ranking.

Bai Shaowu failed to run away in the dormitory, but was beaten up by Zhuo Yifan, and could only cry and complain in the class group: "Brother Fan has betrayed again!"

Someone in the class group quickly replied to him: "What are the performance department doing in our class all the time? Are they secret agents!"

The rest of the people followed suit, swiping the screen a series of times, asking if Bai Shaowu was a spy!

Bai Shaowu: "..."

Bai Shaowu couldn't compete with other people's class by himself, and he made up a big play in his brain. The expression on his face changed a lot, and finally condensed into pain. Don't let the cruel fate laugh; since fate has come to ravage us, it should retaliate with a calm attitude!"

Zhuo Yifan said indifferently while playing the game: "Say this sentence again in English."

Bai Shaowu remained silent.

Zhuo Yifan said cruelly: "I heard that you failed English again? I said you are still of mixed race... Don't take that AKM from Master, I will send you an M416. The butt is enough. The vertical one is more stable."

Bai Shaowu almost cried out of his humiliation.

But the tears only lasted until the night temporarily. After Bai Shaowu answered the phone and went out, he called Zhuo Yifan crying in the middle of the night, saying that he was broken in love.

Zhuo Yifan had just brought Fang Jingyao out of the game, and checked the time. It was past eleven o'clock. His master has been sleeping regularly since he joined Dr. Long, so he doesn't need to be filial in front of him. Think about it for a while. After a while, he sighed and asked him, "Address, I'll pick you up."

Bai Shaowu cried and gave the address, but he didn't dare to run around, and hid in his own bar to drink away his worries.

When Zhuo Yifan rushed over, Bai Shaowu was holding the wine bottle and was sitting there listening to the song and crying. When he saw him coming, he looked up with red eyes and said, "The sister I like, she ran away with someone else."