Male God, a Little Su

On the way back, Qiao Ye walked fast, Su Yan chased and hummed, sweat dripping from the bridge of his tired little nose.

Angrily Su Yan kicked away the stone on the side of the road and hummed, "This is not allowed, that is not allowed... Are you a stone?!"

"You're talking bad about me again?"

Qiao Ye stood on the stairs, turned his head and glanced at her, his eyes flashing with unknown meaning.

Su Yan licked her lips and said dryly, "I didn't..."

"Oh?"

Qiao Ye slowed down and walked upstairs.

He casually dropped a sentence, "You just said it in an open and honest way."

Su Yan's feet softened and she almost rolled down the stairs.

People are honest, and they really dare not speak.

...

Qiao Ye walked fast, and when Su Yan finally climbed to the fifth floor, the atmosphere felt a little weird.

She put her hands on her knees, panting heavily.

The probe looked behind Qiao Ye, and sure enough, he saw Wang Shiyuan standing quietly in front of Qiao Ye with a bag.

She holds a post in her hand.

Su Yan squinted, the eyes of the two met, and Su Yan showed her a big smile.

Angrily, Wang Shiyuan gritted her back molars, slandering in her heart: I really don't know if this stinky girl is really stupid, or is she pretending to be stupid!

but--

You can't be arrogant for long!

Wang Shiyuan smiled back from her and landed on Qiao Ye. He sent the invitation in his hand to his eyes with a gentle voice.

"Brother Qiao, on Grandpa's birthday next week, don't forget to come~"

Qiao Ye glanced at the invitation and laughed inexplicably.

He said to Su Yan, "I can't do anything, apprentice, help me get it."

Wang Shiyuan's face stiffened.

I saw the little girl laughing like a flower, her crisp voice raised, and she answered obediently.

"Okay!"

Seeing her reaching out to take it, Wang Shiyuan resisted the urge to withdraw her hand. She took a deep breath and handed the invitation to Su Yan.

"Go open the door."

One sentence, one command.

"Where's the key?" Su Yan blinked her eyes, spread out her white and tender hands, and looked at Qiao Ye.

"In your pocket, take it yourself."

After walking all the way back for nearly ten minutes, the supermarket owner put a few ice packs inside, but if I drag it on, I'm afraid it will almost melt.

"Oh."

Su Yan's little hand stretched out and groped in his pocket.

After searching for a long time, she couldn't find it, she muttered strangely, "No... Is it possible that I lost it?"

Wang Shiyuan's face distorted for a moment, she could not wait to step forward to replace him, and Brother Qiao, when did he allow women to keep such a close distance with him?

"On the left." The veins on Qiao Ye's forehead bulged, and his thin lips pursed lightly, almost squeezing these two words out of his teeth.

Su Yan snickered, obediently took out the key from his left pocket, and turned to open the door.

"Joe-"

Wang Shiyuan stopped Qiao Ye, "I still have something to tell you, can I..."

"Just say it at the door, otherwise my little apprentice will have to get angry with me again."

His tone seemed flat, but there was a doting indulgence that he didn't even notice.

Wang Shiyuan pinched her nails into her palm.

She smiled stiffly, "Ah... yes, yes? Brother Qiao, you and her...?"

At the same time, she raised her heart high, for fear of hearing the answer she didn't want from Qiao Ye's mouth.

"Master and apprentice."

Qiao Ye spit out two words lightly, not wanting to talk too much.

"Hehe...hehe, it turns out to be master and apprentice." Wang Shiyuan breathed a sigh of relief, gave Su Yan a mocking look, and said to Qiao Ye, "Brother Qiao, now that the substitute class is over, grandpa always wants you to go back and help uncle deal with it. What do you think about the company's affairs? And my cousin is really, how did you find such a shabby house for you? Brother Qiao, you have worked really hard for the past two months."