Who’s The Boss?

Chapter 31 Waiting here for a long time?

As the car behind him was unlocked, the lights flashed.

Song Qingcheng raised his head upon hearing the sound–

Not far away, the man stopped for a short time. Maybe she didn’t expect that she would wait here.

He is tall and straight, with one hand in his trouser pocket and carrying a black gym bag in the other. He is not dressed in casual clothes as seen on the court. He should have just taken a shower and put on a clean shirt and The trousers, the whole person looked meticulously straight again.

In the few meetings, Song Qingcheng’s impression of Yu Tingchuan always stayed on the word’a serious’.

His features are profound and serious, as if he has never laughed.

But now, even though Yu Tingchuan still didn’t have too much expression on his face, Song Qingcheng felt that he was surprised. This kind of intuition from the sixth sense made her inexplicably interesting.

It wasn’t until he came to him that Song Qingcheng slowly stood up straight and left the body he was leaning on.

Without waiting for Yu Tingchuan to ask, he stretched out his hand first.

“Shoes,” she said.

Her wrists were white and soft, as if they could not bear a slightly harder grip.

Yu Tingchuan glanced at her feet. They were already a pair of ordinary sneakers. Unlike the new ones, they should have been worn by her. He didn’t pick up the paper bag with the shoes, but raised his head and asked her: “Waiting here. long time?”

Song Qingcheng pursed the corner of his mouth, but didn’t look at his eyes, and said softly, “It didn’t take long.”

Her eyes were half drooping, and as she spoke, her eyelashes fluttered lightly.

This look looks simple and harmless.

Yu Tingchuan looked at the hair spinning above her head, the two cabins were speechless. After a while, there was a faint voice. He took the left hand wearing the watch out of the pocket of his trousers and opened the door next to Song Qingcheng: “Get in, I Send you back to school.”

The golf course is built outside the Fifth Ring Road in South City. Although the roads here extend in all directions, but because of the remote location and most of the people who come to play here are private cars, there is currently only one bus to and from here, and the last bus is set at It’s half past six in the evening.

At this time, it is obviously more than half past six.

Song Qingcheng got into the back of the sedan.

Waiting for Yu Tingchuan to get on the car and seeing him start the engine, Song Qingcheng asked, “Don’t wait for Mr. Gu?”

Yu Tingchuan said: “He owns a car.”

Hearing this answer, Song Qingcheng bends the corners of her lips, but her smile only stayed for a moment. She suddenly said: “Wait a moment.” Seeing Yu Tingchuan’s movement of holding the gear, she hurriedly pushed the car door down and re Sit into the passenger seat, then turn his head to the side with his backpack and say, “It’s okay.”

…

As soon as the car drove out of the golf course, a call came from Yu Tingchuan’s cell phone.

He looked at the caller ID, and then pressed the answer button. When the other end was finished, his magnetic voice rang in the car: “A little bit of leaving beforehand.”

“…”

“It’s okay, I’m hanging up.”

After speaking, Yu Tingchuan threw the phone on the instrument.

Song Qingcheng kept turning his head and looking out the car window.

She guessed that it should be Gu Zhengshen’s call.

The car drove into the river-crossing tunnel, and the light inside the car dimmed instantly, making the scene on the car window clearer.

Her gaze stayed on Yu Tingchuan’s reflection, and the street light happened to pass by the driving window, flashing light and dark, reflecting the silhouette of a man, the lines were cold and hard, including the protruding apple. From a woman’s point of view, Song Qingcheng admitted , Very attractive, with the **** of a mature man.

I don’t know how long I have been staring at this way, when the windows on both sides suddenly fall slowly.

Hot wind poured in from the window, blowing away the cold air in the car.

In Song Qingcheng’s vision, for an instant, only the dark night and the rows of street lamps that were rapidly retreating were left.

…

The car arrived in the city, it was past eight o’clock in the evening.

Yu Tingchuan suddenly asked: “Have you been vaccinated this week?”

“…” Song Qingcheng was stunned. When he realized what he was referring to, he lowered his head and looked at his left hand. The wound no longer hurts. He whispered: “The doctor said that there was no poisoning, so there should be nothing. Big problem.”

Yu Tingchuan didn’t say anything, but at the intersection ahead, he turned the steering wheel half a circle to change the direction of the car.

After about twenty minutes–

The car stalled downstairs of the epidemic control center.

The doctor on duty in the epidemic control center took the second shot of the vaccine. Song Qingcheng went to the second floor for the injection, but Yu Tingchuan did not follow upstairs. He stood on the doorstep and smoked.

In less than five minutes, Song Qingcheng pressed the disinfectant swab on his left arm downstairs.

“The doctor said to observe for fifteen minutes.” She said.

Yu Tingchuan nodded, without urging to leave.

Song Qingcheng did not return to the building again. She stood beside Yu Tingchuan, learning the night breeze, looking at the cigarette in Yu Tingchuan’s hand, and suddenly asked, “Which brand of cigarette do you smoke?”

This question is a bit of a suspicion of having nothing to say.

Yu Tingchuan lit the soot, and answered her: “Yellow Crane Tower.”

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Mr. Yu Xiaogongju, even if he is 34 years old, he will still be shy/(//??ω??//)/ He also lowers the car window to prevent people from seeing it. That’s right, he is this kind of man who is so boring.