chsdbacks Chapter 59 Taste
Chapter 59 Taste
Lin Qingle saw that Wang Yufeng, the oldest of them in public, turned red-eyed, picked up his mobile phone and joked, "Brother Yufeng, come on, I'll take two pictures for you, and I'll give them to the paparazzi who are staying outside later, so I'm sure you'll be on the trending list tomorrow. "
Wang Yufeng was teased so much that he didn't cry, and it didn't matter if he didn't cry: "Fuck you, I didn't cry." He wiped the corners of his eyes, took a deep breath, and managed to stabilize his emotions.
Feng Bo on the side also laughed: "I really didn't realize that brother Yufeng is so sentimental."
"What do you know, brother Yufeng, these are moved tears." Yu Zi arrogantly put food in Feng Bo's bowl, glanced at him, and said in disgust.
Feng Bo was also not angry, and elbowed Bu Sheng next door who had not spoken much: "What's wrong with you, are you unhappy?"
Bu Sheng had been secretly looking at Lin Qingle, and when he heard the words, he came back to his senses and smiled perfunctorily: "No."
"It's fine if you don't have one. Today is a good day to end the show. Everyone, please be happy. Next season, I hope we can play games together again." Feng Bo stood up and raised his glass.
Seeing this, the others also raised their glasses and collided with his.
In fact, in the circle, there are those who are arrogant and domineering when they meet, and there are also those who get along well like them and gradually become friends. Outsiders say that the entertainment circle is a mess. In fact, they are ordinary people. If they become friends, they will be friends. There is no difference in the way of getting along with ordinary people, even Bu Sheng;
The few of them were like this, chatting and laughing at the dinner table, chatting about the gossip in the circle recently, the time passed very quickly, in the blink of an eye, it was already two hours later, and the closing banquet was over.
Lin Qingle drank a lot of wine, some by himself and some by him, but his capacity for alcohol was not bad, and in the end he was able to walk on his own. After sending away Wang Yufeng, who was the most drunk, he went with the others After they said their goodbyes, they walked slowly to the road and called Yu Jun.
Yu Jun was waiting nearby. After receiving the call, the car stopped in front of Lin Qingle within 3 minutes.
Although Lin Qingle was not completely drunk, but he was still on his head, being blown by the cold wind outside, he didn't feel sober, but became more and more drowsy.
When the car came, he quickly got into the nanny's car, leaned on the seat and closed his eyes to rest.
"Brother Le, are you drinking?"
"En." Lin Qingle seldom drank so much wine, so she responded lightly with a hint of alcohol, and stopped talking.
Yu Jun looked at Lin Qingle, who was sleeping quietly and soundly, through the rear-view mirror. His bangs were rather long, and a few strands of hair fell on the bridge of his tall nose, making the inconspicuous mole on the tip of his nose very attractive.
Yu Jun bent his lips, suppressed the urge to help him brush those strands of hair, started the nanny car, and drove away slowly.
Arriving at No. 18 in Jardine Gardens, Yu Jun called Lin Qingle softly, but Lin Qingle had already fallen asleep, probably because of the paralysis of alcohol, she slept very soundly.
Seeing this, Yu Jun simply got out of the car, made a detour to Lin Qingle's side, and carried him on his back.
"Brother Le, be careful." He supported Lin Qingle's waist with one hand, but he couldn't help being taken aback when he grasped that waist.
so fine...
Yu Jun felt itchy in his heart, although he knew it shouldn't be, but it was as if a pair of invisible hands were pushing him, and he couldn't help but feel more delicately the waist in the palm of his hand.
Lin Qingle is not the kind that is too thin to be soft, but he can clearly feel the thinness of his waist, but also the firmness of his waist, making people wish to rub that place hard to soften it.
This idea flashed in Yu Jun's mind, he shook his head violently, trying to get rid of this ridiculous idea.
But once people don't want to think about certain things, it becomes clearer.
Yu Jun quickly adjusted his state and helped him to the gate.
"Brother Le, what's the password?"
"Password..." Lin Qingle muttered in a daze, "Thanks... the dog's birthday, 1223."
Yu Jun wondered, "Whose birthday is it?"
This time Lin Qingle didn't answer, and continued to sleep with her head drooped.
Yu Jun had no choice but to press the password given by Lin Qingle.
Fortunately, that's right.
He carried Lin Qingle in, put him on the sofa, and was about to ask him where to put the sober tea, but saw Lin Qingle lying down with the soup, hugging the pillow and falling into a deep sleep.
Yu Jun had no choice but to look for it by himself. Fortunately, after searching around, he finally found it in the kitchen cabinet.
Yu Jun came out with the brewed hangover tea. Lin Qingle still maintained the same posture just now. When he fell asleep, he was very quiet, his brows and eyes were stretched, and his rosy lips were tightly pursed into a line, as if he was having a sweet dream. There is an imperceptible arc slightly hooked.
But such a faint smile easily provokes others' hearts, making Yu Jun subconsciously smile.
Before he came to apply for an assistant, he had watched a lot of videos of Lin Qingle's profile, but none of them were as pleasing to the eye as a real person in front of him. At first, his purpose of becoming an assistant was just to add more money to his resume, but this was just This is too much, his purpose is to use the position of assistant to get to know more powerful people, for a person like him, education is of no use, but to make money, there is no industry that comes faster than the entertainment industry, so he After graduating, he chose the path closest to the entertainment industry. He believed that with his ability, it would not be a problem to make his own career in the entertainment industry.
But now, he felt that his purpose was quite shameless.
"what are you doing?"
Suddenly a deep voice came, accompanied by a deep chill.
Yu Jun suddenly came back to his senses, looked back at the visitor, and opened his eyes wide in surprise: "Thank you Pei?"
It's not that he was surprised, but the person who appeared in front of him surprised him too much.
why is he here
It suddenly occurred to him that the villa that Lin Qingle told him some time ago belonged to his friend. Could it be that this friend was referring to Xie Pei?
Xie Pei narrowed his eyes, didn't put on his home shoes, and walked over casually wearing the pair of high-end custom leather boots from the business event that just ended.
The leather boots made a rattling sound when they stepped on the wooden boards.
His eyes moved from Yu Jun to the sleeping man on the sofa, and then he looked at the hangover tea in Yu Jun's hand.
"Did he drink?"
Yu Jun has already returned to his normal appearance, nodded in response, "Well, Director Xu treated guests today and drank a lot."
Xie Pei came over and took the hangover tea from him, with an impatient expression on his face: "Then you can go, I will take care of him."
Yu Jun frowned, as he was also a man, he could feel Xie Pei's hostility towards him.
He didn't know where this hostility came from, but he almost subconsciously guessed at the emotional aspect.
Yu Jun smiled and replied, "Then I'm going to trouble Brother Pei."
As he said that, just as he was about to leave, he heard Xie Pei's deep voice sounding slowly: "Next time he drinks again, call me directly, and I will send you the number later."
Yu Jun raised his head and stared at him deeply, as if he wanted to see something in his eyes, but Xie Pei was very calm and calm.
After a while, Yu Jun responded, "Okay, then I'll go first."
After Yu Jun left, Xie Peicai slowly withdrew his gaze. The temperature of the hangover tea in his hand was just right, obviously he had carefully poured it over. He looked down at Lin Qingle who was unaware, then turned his head and walked to the kitchen, and took the hangover tea in his hand. fall down.
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The next day, the sun was just right, and the dazzling light passed through the glass window and shone on Lin Qingle's fair face.
He slowly opened his eyes, subconsciously blocked the light, then turned around and pulled the quilt to wrap his head.
In winter, even if there is sun outside, the temperature is still low. Hiding in the bed is the most comfortable. I especially want to wrap myself into a ball of rice dumplings and stay in bed for a whole day.
However, when she turned her head, Lin Qingle was stunned.
His exposed eyes blinked twice, and he shrank his head an inch back into the bed with a guilty conscience. He didn't know when the man standing in front of him tilted his head slightly, his eyes were full of teasing, as if he had just passed away in an instant. Can see through Lin Qingle's mind.
"How much wine did you drink last night?" Xie Pei crossed his arms and looked at the person on the bed with scrutiny.
The lower half of Lin Qingle's face was almost buried under the quilt, because through the quilt, her voice was extraordinarily low, accompanied by a hangover hoarseness: "Not much."
He also didn't know why he felt so guilty when he woke up and saw Xie Pei.
Logically, he clearly remembered that Yu Jun sent him back last night, and it was Yu Jun who helped him in after he came back. In his consciousness, it was after Yu Jun helped him in that he fell asleep in peace, and he This man doesn't drink too much, so he can be sure that he didn't cause Xie Pei any trouble last night.
If so, maybe they robbed him of the quilt last night?
It was the only possibility he could think of for making a mistake.
So, why is Xie Pei so cruel to him?
Thinking of this, Lin Qingle felt a little upset, and her tone was no longer as cute as before: "What are you doing here? I still need to sleep for a while, so you go out first."
"Let me go out?" Xie Pei sarcastically said with danger in his eyes, "I'm afraid you forgot that this is also my bedroom."
He used "also", almost subconsciously treating Lin Qingle as the half-owner of the bedroom.
But Lin Qingle didn't get to this point.
In his consciousness, his own people had to bow their heads under the eaves, simply pursed their lips, and slowly sat up from the bed.
"Then I'll get up and I'll go out."
Xie Pei: "..."
Xie Pei didn't expect Lin Qingle to misunderstand what he meant, she frowned helplessly, and softened her tone a little: "That's not what I meant."
"I know, this is your house, your room. I drank wine and made your bed smell of wine. I will change it for you later, and then take the quilt cover to the dry cleaner to clean it and give it to you. Send it back." Lin Qingle said angrily.
I don't know where the anger came from.
It may be that after he was drunk, he became a little sentimental. Xie Pei's tone and words were normal, but somehow it made him feel uncomfortable everywhere.
If it was normal, maybe Lin Qingle also felt that there was something wrong with him. It was obviously a trivial matter, so there was nothing to be angry about.
But even if he has this idea now, his emotions are above his reason, so he doesn't think so much anymore.
He got up, grabbed the coat on the side, and was about to put it on himself, when he suddenly noticed something. He looked down and saw that the clothes on his body had been changed into pure cotton pajamas at some point. There was no smell of alcohol on his body. , that was the smell of the shower gel on the second shelf in the bathroom.
It's not that Lin Qingle remembers it so clearly, but this smell is exactly the shower gel that Xie Pei used, and it's the faint floral scent that he has all year round. Lin Qingle can't tell what it is, but it's very unique.
The reason why he remembered it so clearly was because during this period of time, he watched the bottle of shower gel dwindle day by day, while the other shower gels remained the same. Only then did Lin Qingle know that Xie Pei was using that bottle of shower gel.
But now he has that smell too.