I Treat You Like Buddies

Du Jiu agreed to consider, and the president's father also kept his promise and untied the chains on his hands and feet. Perhaps it was the 300 years of imprisonment in the last world that he was accustomed to. Du Jiu didn't feel much happy to regain freedom. Instead, he felt that he was staying. It’s more comfortable for people in the room to eat and drink to play games.

He was a little flustered by the reaction.

Wouldn't he be abused by Qin Jiuzhao out of Stockholm syndrome, right?

Du Jiu was horrified, and immediately asked the system to check him.

The system seems to feel that the clam-like shape is very comfortable, and it has not been lifted. It poked its head out of the gap in the clam shell: "I am not a psychiatrist."

Du Jiu coldly snorted, "Why do you want you?!" Qin Jiuzhao did not change his face without any sign, but the change of the president's father was so obvious that he saw it but kept it from him. It was a pig teammate!

System grievances: "But the data is normal..."

Du Jiu: "Data is dead, people are alive, the last world data also showed normal, the result? Can't you learn to work around?!"

System: "I am not a human."

Du Jiu was speechless.

He felt that one day he would be **** off by his own system.

However, after such a disturbance, I am not in the mood to consider what to do with Stockholm. Qin Jiuzhao no longer exists anyway, and it makes no sense to think about it.

In a blink of an eye, he left the matter behind and threw himself into Huo Jiu's persona, and went to the garden to let the wind go.

Upon seeing this, the system silently swallowed what he wanted to say.

It wanted to remind Du Jiu, didn't he realize that he was actually talking about Qin Jiuzhao? Even if it was swearing and anger, it was Qin Jiuzhao's three words that he remembered deeply in his heart, instead of forgetting in a blink of an eye like those in the past.

The system does not understand love, like Du Jiu, but it has seen too much of the feelings between men and women in the world, and more or less understands it. He has also seen Du Jiu in this situation, so he is a little worried.

But now it seems that it is thinking too much. As expected, Du Jiu is still the heartless Du Jiu. It is estimated that after one or two worlds, Qin Jiuzhao will gradually forget about it.

In order to meet Huo Jiu’s mood, Du Jiu walked twice in the garden, then sat quietly in the flower room for a while, staring at the hanging wisteria in a daze, as if he was digesting what happened in the past few days. In fact, his brain was in contact with the system. Continue to chase the drama together, three years in the little black room, he has fallen a lot of homework.

He sat until the sun set, thinking that it was almost all, he got up and went back to the room, entered the living room and was about to go upstairs, but saw the servants coming and going upstairs, carrying something.

"Come here." Huo Da Shao was sitting on the sofa in the living room and saw him coming in and beckoning to him.

Du Jiu walked over, hesitated, and finally sat beside him.

Huo Dashao was obviously very satisfied, and he stretched out his long arms from behind to surround him: "I asked them to move your room to my next door, or would you prefer to move to my room with me?"

The warm breath hit the ears, Du Jiu trembled and his ears turned red: "No, no need..."

He looked around subconsciously, afraid of being seen by others, and wanted to break free, but was held tighter by Huo Dashao. He took the tablet and handed it to his hand: "It will take a while to clean up. You are here with me. We play games together."

"Brother..." Du Jiu's face was pale, and his expression was flustered and helpless. Once his relationship with brother was exposed, what would the servants think of him? If his classmates and friends knew about him, there would be Xiaohua...

Huo Dashao brushed his face and asked him to look at him with cold eyes and a cold voice: "Why avoid? Feel embarrassed? Or do you think our relationship is shameful?"

"No...no..." Du Jiu was shocked by his sudden change of face, his face turned pale and his eyelashes trembled.

There was obvious fear and confusion in the young boy’s beautiful eyes, and with a bit of pleading, Huo Dashao's heart immediately softened, but he did not want to let him go easily, the coldness in his eyes was reduced, but he was still stubborn. A face: "I like you to make you feel uncomfortable? Or is it embarrassing to be known by others?"

"No, it's not." Du Jiu seemed to have just reacted. However, he was always reticent and didn't know how to express the complexity in his heart. He turned around in a hurry and slammed forward, knocking himself into Huo Dashao's arms, and took the initiative to hug him. Stop him, saying "I don't have" and "No" repeatedly.

"What's that? Tell me." Huo Dashao embraced him and stroked the back of his neck gently, and his voice became soft.

"I'm just...just..." Du Jiu was bewildered by the gentleness of his coming back, stumbled and said the truth, "I'm afraid...worried, afraid...we are brothers...I..." The original brother suddenly became a lover, what would others think.

What he said was chaotic, but Huo Dashao understood what he meant. He stepped back a little, raised Du Jiu's chin, and let him look at him: "I know what you want to say. With me, what are you afraid of? We? Not a real brother, everyone knows this."

Speaking of this, raised his eyebrows slightly: "Do you care so much about other people's opinions?"

"No." Du Jiu retorted subconsciously.

"Then what are you worried about?" Huo Dashao said, "You live with me, so why care about what others say."

In fact, Du Jiu understood the truth, but he couldn't adapt to it for a while, just like now, when the servants are immersed in their own affairs, he feels as if everyone is secretly watching him.

"Okay, don't think too much, let's play the game, okay?" Huo Dashao kissed him on the lips and let him go.

Du Jiu's face was reddened, and he muttered softly: "I am not a child..." But in fact, it was very helpful. He lost his father early, and later even lost his mother who was indifferent to him. This kind of beloved as a baby I haven’t felt it for a long time.

Huo Dashao felt his emotional change, raised his eyebrows, held him in his arms, and laughed softly: "Yes, yes, you are not a child, you are my baby."

Du Jiu's face turned red.

The two of them nestled on the sofa and played games together. By the way, after dinner, they went upstairs to see Du Jiu's new room.

The layout of the new room was similar to Du Jiu's original room. The servants restored the furnishings, and he barely noticed the change of rooms at first glance.

The biggest difference between the two rooms is that there is an extra door next to the closet. Du Jiu glanced at the president's father who was holding his hands behind him, and he had a vague guess in his heart. With a simple curious expression on his face, he stretched out his hand to open it, and he saw the president's father's room. .

Hehe, he knew it.

Du Jiu curled his lips in his heart. With the perverted control freak of the president's father, how could he be left alone? With this door, what's the difference between living with him?

He turned around with a little displeasure on his face, frowned, and looked at the president's father, but he only opened his mouth, and finally didn't have the courage to say it.

Huo Dashao clearly understood his temper, so he looked at him in time and saw that his face was gloomy, and stepped forward to hug him: "Baby, don't think too much. I said I won't do anything to you, so I won't I will break my promise, and I will wait until the day you are willing."

Du Jiu stretched his brows, his expression relaxed a lot, but his heart was full of tears. Don’t wait, big brother, no need to wait, up to seven days. After seven days, he will have to be willing even if he is unwilling, and will cry and cry in turn How did he treat him.

Anyway, all the ones that should be kissed are kissed, and all the ones that should be touched are also touched. It's not too late for the last step. Why do you insist?

However, the president's father really did not go beyond this point.

He stayed at home with Du Jiu for several days in a row, as if he had also been on summer vacation. In the morning, the two woke up together, ran together, and after breakfast, Du Jiu played games, watched dramas and read books, the president's father worked nearby, and took a nap together after lunch. After waking up, Du Jiu went to the piano room to practice piano, and the president's father watched him by the side. .

It's harmonious when we get along like this.

Of course, I didn't do less about some disharmonious things. I used both hands and mouth, but I didn't do the last step.

Du Jiu couldn't help but want to lie down as the president's father several times, but he just held back in order not to collapse.

However, seeing that the ten-day onset of Changchunsi was getting closer and closer, he had to quickly think of a way that would not collapse but also naturally.

After thinking about it, Du Jiu decided to go to the bar, and it was GAY.

According to Huo Jiu's psychology, he was suddenly confessed by a man, and he was not without feelings about the man who confessed to him. Under contradictions, he would be curious about this aspect, so it is not surprising that he wanted to understand.

With his personality, he would never go to Wu Jiaxun to talk to him. It makes sense to go to the bar after thinking about it.

What will happen when the bar arrives, but he can't help himself.

Du Jiu kept waiting for the opportunity. Finally, on the ninth day, the president's father had to come out in person when the company had something to do. Du Jiu specifically asked the president's father to take him along the way, saying that he wanted to go to the library. About his obedient and obedient behavior these days. The president's father did not refuse.

Du Jiu stayed in the library until evening, then avoided the driver and went to the bar.

When he arrived at the door, he thought about it. He sent a text message to the president's father. Of course, he couldn't say that he came to die. Instead, he wanted to see his heart under the guise of curiosity. What he wrote was called literary art.

But it is really the first time for Du Jiu to come to this kind of bar. He has not traveled in many worlds before, and most of them are BG worlds. BL has only experienced one, and it is still in ancient times. As a small supporting actor, he has not many roles, and soon It's over.

The bar is not as gloomy and decadent as he thought, on the contrary, the decoration is very emotional and full of literary and artistic atmosphere. This bar was specially searched by Du Jiu from the Internet, and it is said to be very famous in the circle.

After he entered, he quickly looked around. It was just about dark and there were not many people. Sitting in twos and threes in the corner, there was a singer in leather clothes on the central stage playing a guitar and humming a folk tune.

The moment Du Jiu came in, the atmosphere was quiet for a few seconds, and he was a little at a loss, but quickly calmed down, pretending to be a regular customer, and found an unmanned corner to sit down.

Almost immediately after sitting down, the phone rang, and when I picked it up, it turned out to be the president's father.

Since he was going to die, he must be done to the end, he just pressed it off, and then, without saying anything, ordered the name, which sounds nice, in fact, he knew it was the strongest wine.

Then, while letting the system calculate the time taken by the president's father to drive from the company to here, he got himself drunk beforehand.

When he saw the president's father with a cold face in the mist, he said in his heart, it was very good, and he succeeded in his death.