Cheng Yu has never felt like this before. If the process of playing drums can bring him a peak experience of selflessness, being embraced by the person he likes is another peak. He has never liked someone so much in his life.

Cheng Yu pretended to be calm and opened the lock: "Do you still want to hug me?"

"Don't you want me to hug you?"

"I mean, do you want me to carry you in?"

"Where to go."

"...on the bed."

Xue Youka was obviously half asleep, but he also knew who was talking to him: "Am I not heavy? And your heart is not...I am worried that you are sick."

The smile on Cheng Yu's face solidified.

"Xue Mimi, I'm going to throw away your crossbody bag."

He actually let the M-Zone stay on his body for more than ten minutes, which was already the maximum limit of his endurance.

Xue Youka finally regained consciousness and began to apologize: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, being angry is not good for your health."

Cheng Yu was still angry: "I'm in good health!"

He emphasized: "I can hold two more of you, so what do you think?"

Even after entering the door, he was still cursing, stressing that there was nothing wrong with his health, and even asked Xue Youka to touch his muscles.

Xue Youka was very sleepy, but he woke him up, so he had to cooperate and touch it a few times, and at the same time exclaimed: "Wow!"

Cheng Yu took off his shirt: "Look at my back!"

"Wow wow wow!" He was not completely perfunctory. Cheng Yu's figure was really worthy of a "wow" exclamation.

Cheng Yu's vanity was greatly satisfied, but soon he stopped laughing.

Xue Youka's hands touched his back and waist several times. His hands were different from the ones he used to hold the drumsticks. The palms of their hands were very soft. Cheng Yu slowly began to feel the taste.

Stopped too naturally: "Okay, okay, don't touch me."

It was the same thing in the car just now. Cheng Yu also squinted for a while, maybe he had an unusual dream.

Now when he touches her, she becomes aroused.

While Xue Youka was washing up, Cheng Yu was taking a cold shower. Then he took out his formal interview clothes and hung them up, put on Cheng Yu's pajamas, set an alarm, then lay down on the bed beside him, and loudly asked Cheng Yu who was taking a shower:

"Will the alarm I set for 7:20 wake you up tomorrow?"

Cheng Yu turned off the water before hearing his voice: "I wear earplugs when I sleep."

"Then I will turn down the alarm sound." Xue Youka lay on the soft pillow: "I slept on your lap for four hours. Is your leg numb?"

"No, you can continue to sleep."

Cheng Yu continued to take a cold shower.

Letting your lover sleep on your lap is a wonderful thing, but it's also a mistake. It's also a good thing to let your partner feel your body, but it's not so wonderful during Plato's implementation.

Cheng Yu had never thought before that after falling in love, he had to rely on himself.

If you ask this question to a master, you will probably be laughed at.

Xue Youka stared blankly, feeling that it took him a long time to come out.

For the interview at nine o'clock in the morning, Xue Youka planned to arrive before nine o'clock. Considering the morning rush hour, he would have to leave at eight o'clock.

Unexpectedly, when he woke up, there was no one in the bed next to him. Cheng Yu was already fully dressed and drinking coffee facing Xia Tian outside the blinds.

"Are you awake?" Cheng Yu looked at him.

Beams of morning light filtered through the blinds and fell on him.

Xue Youka hadn't woken up yet, and her voice was a little sleepy: "Why did you get up so early?"

"Come here, go to the interview after breakfast." Cheng Yu doesn't know how to make breakfast. Breakfast is delivered, a drawer of shrimp dumplings, a drawer of fried buns, soy milk, juice, milk, fruits, everything.

"I'll iron my clothes first. Do you have an ironing machine here?"

"It's ironed." Cheng Yu pointed to the summer three-piece suit hanging next to it. The fabric was flat and exuded a high-end customization atmosphere.

He sent a message in the early morning and asked someone to come to the house at six o'clock and have the clothes ironed.

"Did you iron it?" Xue Youka was a little surprised.

"Otherwise?" He spends money = he gets it done and there's nothing wrong with it.

"Where's breakfast? Don't you know how to cook?"

"It's takeaway for breakfast, eat it quickly."

Except for the previous fitting, this was the first time he wore formal clothes.

Lin Shimao's figure is slightly taller than him, and his shoulders are wider than him. Overall, it fits better than the one he bought online. This is a low-key and formal three-piece suit, a thin poplin white shirt, paired with two black

A buttoned suit jacket, crisp suit pants, and shoes and socks.

Xue Youka changed her clothes and combed her hair, then she thought about her tie: "Oh no, I lost my tie in the dormitory."

"I have it over there." Cheng Yu walked into the cloakroom. He had worn formal clothes only a handful of times, and many of them had never been worn. If it weren't for the huge difference in stature between him and Xue Youka, it would have been impossible for him to wear Lin Shimao.

clothes for the interview.

"Can you wear a tie?"

"I will..." He took the tie, put it under the collar of his shirt, and knotted it unskillfully.

"Clumsy." Cheng Yu stretched out his fingers and slowly tied a knot in his collar with a movement that was less skillful than Xue Youka's. The tie was tied high, just below the Adam's apple.

Cheng Yu's eyes swept over his slender neck and smooth jaw.

A baby-faced boy who usually wears old-age polo shirts suddenly wears Lin Shimao's haute couture. Even if it doesn't fit him that well, his temperament has been greatly improved. It's like unlocking another face. The change is huge.

"...Why do you look so good for an interview?"

"Isn't the interview supposed to be formal?" Xue Youka didn't understand. After all, it was the first time, so naturally the more formal the better.

Cheng Yu frowned: "You carry M-Zone when you see me? Where did you find that kind of bag?"

"I brought it from home..." Because it can be installed very well and the quality is very good, he also likes to carry it.

He has three bags in total, a schoolbag, a crossbody bag, and a smaller chest bag that can only hold a mobile phone and cards.

"Don't carry it again."

Xue Youka nodded obediently and did not try to challenge Cool Brother's aesthetics.

After sending him to the interview company, Cheng Yu went around in a circle before finally finding a parking space.

A large company that is a "Best Debt Financing Firm" has no shortage of talents.

His academic qualifications are simply not good enough here. He is competing with a lot of master's students from University B and University T, and even more are from overseas backgrounds, undergraduates from Columbia University, etc.

"Cheng Yu, please go back first. I still have to line up for the interview. I don't know when it will end." He sent a message.

"It's okay." Cheng Yu went to the nearby mall to pick out a new backpack for him.

At eleven o'clock, Xue Youka finally entered the interview office and introduced himself.

"Eighteen years old, a freshman in college? Three years of stock trading experience??"

"Yes, hello."

Xue Youka sat upright opposite the four interviewers, not knowing which one was HR.

The interview was relatively routine, and I had prepared several questions in advance, including those that followed current affairs, and I answered them fluently. I even asked an investment question at the end, and I answered it well.

But he had no experience, no background in business competition, and he was only a freshman, which was a huge disadvantage.

Xue Youka didn't know whether he had passed or not, so he was sent away with a "wait for notification".

"Have you passed?"

He saw Cheng Yu sitting downstairs waiting for him.

"It's not clear yet." He was extremely nervous sitting outside all morning. The people interviewing next to him inquired about each other's academic qualifications and discriminated against them. Even undergraduate graduates from T University discriminated against graduate students in economics and management from T University.

"The hope is slim..." After all, he was only eighteen years old. He said that he had three years of experience in stock trading, so it was obviously not very trustworthy.

Cheng Yu couldn't see his aggrieved face, so he rubbed his head and coaxed, "Don't cry, you'll get over it."

"I still have several meetings to meet this week. I can always pass one of them, right?"

People were coming and going in the securities company, and Xue Youka caught a glimpse of someone watching. There were actually a few students who had just been interviewed at the same time as him upstairs! He felt a little uncomfortable and avoided it.

Cheng Yu's hand stopped in mid-air, paused for a moment, then slowly dropped it. He seemed a little unhappy and said, "I bought you clothes and sent them to my home. If you have classes in the afternoon, come over and try them on in the evening."

, you can go back if it’s not suitable. Let’s go and have lunch.”

"Why are you buying me clothes again?"

Although Cheng Yu tried to cover it up, Xue Youka still saw that he was unhappy.

"Have I bought it for you before?" Cheng Yu asked.

Xue Youka walked to the back and pulled his clothes: "That jacket... I know you bought it, not that you don't wear it."
To be continued...