MTL - Breaking up, No Joke-Chapter 109

Bai Yu clasped the steering wheel with both hands, and the lingering light of the corner of his eyes was swaying from time to time.

The secretary of Chu sitting alone in the back seat is like a needle felt. If you know that the driver is Bai Yu, if you know that Song Shiyi will be sitting in the co-pilot, he will definitely carry the luggage to the hotel early!

Because the current situation is really embarrassing.

Secretary Chu’s line of sight drifted out of the window, not knowing what to think.

Song Shiyi said faintly: "What are you looking at?"

Secretary Chu carefully looked at the traffic outside the window and was about to answer, but he heard the nervous opening of the main driver’s seat: “Look at you”, the glasses were taken off, and the secretary of the Chu wiped the glasses with a serious angle. Film, he really shouldn't expect these two masters to think of their own.

But it is still very sad to be forced to feed a large bowl of dog food.

Song Shizhen’s cold eyes were soft and satisfied with the dagger. “Now don’t look at the car, go back and watch ^” Bai Yu “oh”, when he waited for the traffic lights, he suddenly said, “How come you come here? suddenly?"

Without a trace of preparation, I received a phone call from the plane when I was in the Song Dynasty. If it wasn't for him, he was just psychologically savvy, and he was afraid that he would be frightened by this sudden surprise.

"Come to work, look at you by the way. How have you been recently?"

Bai Yu’s discretionary words.

Before he even answered Bai Yu’s answer, Song Shiyi answered himself. “It should be a good day. I didn’t call me for three days. I’m not thinking about it.”

Bai Yu carefully tasted the meaning hidden in his words, and then recalled that the older brother also said the same sentence pattern in the past two days, did not dare to answer.

In this case, not speaking is the best answer.

For the secretary of the next person, Chu is looking at Bai Yu with a blank face. He can almost think of how he will serve the boss of a workaholic in the next few days.

Before the car parked in a high-class hotel in the southwest, Bai Yu walked down and took the initiative to open the door to Song Shiyi. "This hotel is responsible for the big brother. The fertilizer is not flowing outside, I opened a luxury suite for you."

The secretary of Chu is preparing to open the trunk and take out the luggage. He hears his hands loose, and he says, "Bai Shao, where do I live?"

"I also opened a room for you." Bai Yu waved at him.

The two stood at the door were the doorman ran over, took the initiative to take over the suitcase on the hands of Chu, and respectfully said to Bai Yu: "Two young masters are good."

When you are finished, you will leave with your hands and feet.

The hotel manager came out in a short while, with a clear smile on his face, handed the door card to Bai Yu personally and said, "Two less, this is what you want."

Bai Yu handed one of the door cards to the secretary of Chu and said, "Well, I go up with my friends, go and do it yourself, right, send some food."

"Yes." The hotel manager bent halfway and watched Bo Yu leave his gaze before he let out his breath, waved his hand and called the waiter.

Using the door card to open the door, Bai Yu took the lead and walked in. I saw that the furnishings in the house were not inferior to the high-end hotels in Huacheng. I couldn’t help but feel relieved and said, “Is it a good idea to live in a hotel?”

When Song Shizhen sat on the sofa, he said that he was calm and said: "Are you sure that your older brother will let me enter the house?"

Bai Yu imagined how the two equally strong men would come together, suddenly and dumbly, no longer mentioning this.

After checking the whole suite around, Bai Yu stopped and sat down beside Song Shiyi. He stopped the man from looking at the computer and smiled and said, "Have you ever thought about me?"

When Song Shiyi saw it, he took the computer and put it up. He pressed this position and pressed Bai Bai under his body. He said, "What about you?"

Bai Yu has a moment of distraction.

He thought that two hours ago, Bertrand also pressed himself in this position.

At that time, Bertrand's look was natural, and it was not like being punctuated by a crush on his own, so Bai Yu did not doubt. But now it seems that if there is really no idea at all, how can an adult man press his brother in such a warm posture?

This is not a mode of getting along with a normal brother.

Song Shiyi dissatisfied and lowered his head against the forehead of Bai Yu. He whispered: "Who are you thinking in my bed?"

Bai Yu shook his head. "I am thinking about things, forget it, wait until I go back and confirm it."

After that, Bai Yu realized that the two of them were in a hot position, and the feelings of Song Shizhen, who was pressing on their own body, were so sad, and they smiled at the corner of their mouth. "A few days, Song Cannon, don't tell me. Are you rusting?"

The answer to him is that the Song cannon told him actually, he thought more.

On the other hand, Secretary Chu was in front of the computer and waited quietly for the documents he had handled in the form of an email.

ten minutes……

twenty minutes……

Chu secretary calmly picked up a cup of coffee, sipped a bite, turned off the work mailbox, and then opened the browser, while eating and drinking from the hotel, while starting to brush the drama, the beautiful life made him happy.

Baijia door.

The small watermelon stood at the door and looked up at Boblan, but only saw the latter's chin, but he still lifted his head and said: "Does the uncle take me to the hegemony?"

"Ok."

Bertrand's mouth was full of coldness, but he did not expect Song Shizhen to be so anxious, Bai Yu only came back three days, he could not wait to run over.

I thought that I was still playing with myself in the last second, but the next second went to the time of Song Shi’s bed rolling around, and Bai Bolang’s eyes were full of indifference and killing.

Faced with a child who is always disobedient will make parents angry.

The foot of the small watermelon could not help but step back one step. When Bai Bolang looked over, he pretended not to happen anything. He took a step forward and said, "Well, the uncle wants to take me to the hegemony." ”

On the one hand, the sinking housekeeper took all of this big and small look down and sighed with a low head. Both of them looked at the grown-up child. Now things are like this. What can he do besides being anxious.

Now, he can only pray that the young master can handle things well, and don't make things worse.

Bertrand sat in the car. When the car started, he looked at the small watermelon and said, "Are you afraid to stay with me?"

"Don't be afraid." The small watermelon stretched out and looked at the car with a sly look, a look of vigilance.

Bertrand sneered, this child is too smart, compared to children of the same age, he is like a genius.

If the child is a breed given by a strange woman, he may be able to close his eyes to his presence. But he is not.

This child, in him, Yu Baiyu, is a stain.

On the night of the night, not long after the close-fitting melee of Bai Yu and Song Cannon, the internal telephone of the room where they lived rang.

Bai Yu picked up his hand and his face changed dramatically.

Song Shizhen sat on the side and said, "What happened?"

"My older brother is coming with a small watermelon, waiting for us to eat downstairs." Bai Yu picked up the quilt, his legs were soft, almost fell to the ground, and whispered in a low voice.

Song Shizhen came over and slid people into the bathroom and said, "Clean it first and let them wait."

Half an hour later, Bai Yu went to the back of the building behind Song Shizhen and walked into the box.

Bertrand and the small watermelon have been sitting together for a long time without a word.

The small watermelon jumped out of the chair and hugged the thigh of Song Shi, and said wrongly, "Oh, afraid."

Song Shiyi frowned, subconsciously looking at Bai Bolang, but only saw a cold eyes, eyes stunned.

Bai Yu was nervous, didn't find the strange atmosphere between the three people, sat in a chair, picked up the menu, and said to the waiter: "These, and this, come back to the little cake."

The small watermelon sat in the arms of Song Shi, and his emotions slowly turned. He looked at Bo Bolang and looked at Bai Yu again. He went up and whispered to Song Shiyi’s ear.

Song Shiyi nodded from time to time to express the attachment, one hand patted on the back of the child, indicating appease.

However, he swept to Bertrand's eyes more and more cold.

Bo Bolang is unmoved. The Song family is everyone in Huacheng, but the Bai family is not bullied. In particular, here is how the landlord of the Bai family is dissatisfied. He also has to consider the actual situation.

Bai Yu ordered a few dishes with great enthusiasm, and the waiter took the menu and left quickly.

Bertrand said: "What is the point is the leek."

"Men's husband, don't eat meat and eat grass." Bai Yu waved his hand and said, "I don't like to eat too much."

"I thought you would forget my taste."

Bai Yu did not notice that it was wrong. He said: "How could I forget it?"

In a word, the battle between the other two men was reignited.

Bertrand is proud of it.

Song Shizhen is cold.

The food soon came up. The few dishes that Bai Yu ordered were all loved by people. When the small watermelon saw the small cake, the eyes were even brighter, but they insisted: "Big, the cake is Who is it for?"

Bai Yu glanced at him and placed the small cake in front of the small watermelon and said, "This is... for you."

The little watermelon cheered and quickly took the cake and ate it in a small mouthful.

The eyes of Bertrand sitting opposite them succeeded in darkness, but they did nothing. When the food was half eaten, he said: "Song Er Shaolai came to the new southwest is a business, or a private matter?"

"Business trip, by the way to deal with private matters." Song did not raise the head.

Bai Yu took the picky watermelon and forced him to eat. He said, "Brother, I won't go back tonight... I have something to say to Song Shizhen."

Boblan’s hand holding the chopsticks was tight. “Well, good.”

The small watermelon glanced at Bai Bolang and whispered, "I have to follow Judi."

Bai Yu pointed to a small bowl of porridge in front of him and said, "Drink the porridge, or not." The small watermelon smothered the face of Bai Yu, and then smashed the porridge in front of him.

Although the child is small, he can feel where the danger is and where it is safe.

During the three days, the small watermelon was clearly felt, and Bertrand did not welcome him.

He didn't understand that he obviously liked him before, but why don't he like him now...

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