Scumbag Transformation System

Chapter 100 Here, My Boyfriend

The other party wanted to say more, but Xia Yuqing refused to pay attention.

He didn't bother to save any more face, he just got up and walked out the door quickly. It was a mistake for him to come to the party this time.

The atmosphere in the arena was quite awkward for a while, and there was no sound, but Luo Pengcheng was relentless. Seeing Xia Yuqing's hand touched the doorknob, he immediately got up and walked a few steps behind him, "You don't have to make up a reason for me, I know You have no object!"

When he walked out of the box, seeing that Xia Yuqing hadn't responded, he still wanted to grab Xia Yuqing's arm to make people stop.

"I don't believe it, you don't need it, you never have a boyfriend, and there is no need to use this reason to reject me."

——At this moment, a firm and powerful arm suddenly inserted between the two of them, interrupting Luo Pengcheng's further move.

The owner of the hand forcefully protected Xia Yuqing behind him, staring at him with dark and chilly eyes, and Bo Chushui asked with a half-smile, "What do you want to do?"

After talking about the business, I took the company employees out to relax together. Coincidentally, I came across the scene of my new boyfriend being harassed.

Of course he couldn't bear it.

Hearing the familiar voice, Xia Yuqing turned her head abruptly, her eyes lit up suddenly, and her mood suddenly cleared up because of the other party's constant entanglement, "Bo Chushui."

Bo Chushui held Xia Yuqing's fingertips soothingly, and just stepped forward to block Xia Yuqing's figure, with a deep voice, "I am his boyfriend, are you satisfied?"

Being recalled by Bo Chushui's words, Xia Yuqing's face flashed a trace of irritability, and he turned to look at Luo Pengcheng with a condensed expression, "Have you had enough trouble?"

Luo Pengcheng had nothing to say for a moment, and couldn't help but look sour. The righteous lord had appeared, and he had no more sophistry to say, so he could only cast a bitter glance before turning his head and walking away.

Before the people over there had gone far, they could hear Xia Yuqing happily asking Bo Chushui, "Why are you here?"

Bo Chushui looked around for a week, nodded with Liu Tezhu to indicate that he would leave first, and then pulled people out of the clubhouse, "It just so happened that the company had a party, how about you?"

Xia Yuqing twisted her fingertips lightly, interlocking her fingers with him, and walked around lightly, with a hint of complaint in her tone.

"It's so annoying. The dance troupe said that we went out to a party today, but we were chased by people all the time."

Bo Chushui blinked, didn't care much about it, and said jokingly, "Doesn't that mean you are attractive?"

"I don't want such rotten peach blossoms."

"What did you say that we had a good relationship before, why is it so cold during this time?" Xia Yuqing curled her lips, "Who would have a good relationship with him? Even before he lost his memory, he was probably just an ordinary colleague Relationship, how come there is so much love and hatred? It’s as if you have a deep love for me.”

Bo Chushui's heart froze for a moment, and he had the same inexplicable feeling of being stabbed by the knife. If it hadn't been for Xia Yuqing, now he knew that he hadn't recovered his memory. Hearing the gesture of stabbing the knife secretly, he thought it was the other party's intention.

He laughed and bypassed the matter, "Have you eaten yet?"

Xia Yuqing shook her head, she clearly ate light food before, but three or four hours had passed, but of course that little food was not enough for a big man.

"Okay, let's go, I'll take you to eat."

He had to stop Xia Yuqing's mouth with something to eat, lest he say anything else.

Xia Yuqing wants to eat less salt, less sugar, and control his diet, but Bo Chushui is a heavy-tasting lover. In order to balance the two sides, he wisely picked a hot pot.

Mandarin Duck Pot.

"Eat more of this." Before that, Bo Chushui deliberately picked up a chopstick from the hot pot for him, and then watched the man's eyes filled with tears.

When he comes again, Xia Yuqing will not listen to his tricks, he hides with a bowl, "No."

Bo Chushui coaxed him, "Eat more, gain weight, and it feels good to hold."

008 Bah, bah, bah, Xia Yuqing just suffered a loss, and this time he will not accept his lie at all, from the original sitting side by side to the opposite side, categorically refusing, and still guarding against him secretly adding food , "No, it's so spicy."

Bo Chushui, "..."

That's right, a trick has been used three, four, five or six times, and it's time to replace it with a new one.

He patted the seat next to him, couldn't hold back his smile, "Sit back, I won't add it to you."

Xia Yuqing shook her head silently.

He already knew that Bo Chushui was a bad taste.

Hearing that Bo Chushui raised his eyebrows lightly, he seemed to be covered with a layer of gloom, and seemed to be disappointed, "You really can't come?"

Before Xia Yuqing could reply, he replied by himself, stood up and said, "Then I'll come over."

If the mountain doesn't come, it's me, and if I come, it's the mountain. He still doesn't know how to do that.

Xia Yuqing was pitifully squeezed inside by him all at once, no matter how good her temper was, she was about to be angered by him, and her bright red lips were still an accusation of Bo Chushui's bad behavior.

He covered his bowl and chopsticks, "Don't eat!"

After Bo Chushui sat down, he didn't force him any more. He took the vegetables into his own bowl and stepped back, "All right, I'll eat."

Even though it was An An who finished the meal in a decent manner, Xia Yuqing's mouth was still red. After drinking two bottles of soy milk, she was still flushed.

Bo Chushui laughed at him for not being able to eat, while passing the paper to someone, "Is it really too bad?"

Xia Yuqing pursed her red and swollen lips and glared at him, "It can't be done."

Bo Chushui didn't say anything else, stared at his ruddy lips, and slowly approached and kissed him. There was no one in the hot pot restaurant on weekdays, and the two of them were in a private room, so they didn't worry about being peeped.

The tip of his tongue lightly licked the soft flesh as he wished, and his vague voice came from the place where the two met, "...then I will help you, and help you cool down."

Xia Yuqing was a little dazed, but felt that there seemed to be an electric current flowing from his lips to his heart, and then to his limbs. His hearing was infinitely magnified, and his every move brought incomparable stimulation. The breathing and heartbeat of the other party were pounding on the eardrums. , The noisy voice made him almost burst.

He wants to refuse but still welcome, obviously thinking of refusing, but he can't help but wrap his arms around the back of Bo Chushui's neck, all he can think about is, is this cold?He's about to... explode.

The humming sound of the air conditioner main unit finally added some sanity and coolness to the room. Bo Chushui loosened his grip on Xia Yuqing's waist, brought a bottle of soy milk to his mouth thoughtfully, "Is it still spicy?"

After getting Xia Yuqing's negative answer, he couldn't bear the feeling that it wasn't enough, so he leaned over and asked softly, "Is it because I am better at relieving spicy food or is it?"

Xia Yuqing raised his head abruptly, met Bo Chushui's teasing eyes, his earlobe was red, he quietly lowered his eyes, took a sip of soy milk, and heard the mosquitoes and flies clearly, "...you."

Bo Chushui's eyes enlarged undetectably, his eyelashes moved slightly, and then quickly retracted. He pretended not to care and looked towards the door, coughed softly, "...are you full?"

After eating, suppressing the dryness in his heart, he sent Xia Yuqing home. Bo Chushui knew that Xia Yuqing would perform the day after tomorrow, but he didn't say anything, just pretending that everything was normal.

However, the boyfriend who has just been cheated is still hot, now that he knows that someone is coveting, of course Bao Chushui will not just watch.

In order to show his sense of existence, Bo Chushui specially finished his official duties one day in advance, and secretly drove to Yanshan Theater to watch his first performance after losing his memory.

Yanshan Theater is the largest theater in Beijing, and there are huge crowds of people queuing up half an hour before the ticket check.When Xia Yuqing entered through the small doorway, he happened to catch a glimpse of a familiar figure. He frowned, but when he tried to look carefully, he couldn't find it in the blink of an eye.

The long line of ticket checkers slowly entered the arena. Today's opening performance is Xia Yuqing's debut solo dance. Even after amnesia, the reappearance is still at the same level. The flexible and powerful opening performance attracted applause from the audience.

When Bo Chushui came, he deliberately picked out a black suit. Most of the people present were in suits and leather shoes. With this suit, he successfully hid himself among the crowd.

Bo Chushui sighed, he had paid a lot today, he didn't even buy his favorite front row seat, fearing that Xia Yuqing would recognize him, so he chose a corner for it.

Very poor experience.

After quietly watching the half-time in the audience, he went behind the scenes ahead of time, relying on his svip money ability to ask the manager to lead him.

The performance lasted for more than 40 minutes before it ended. Bo Chushui was bored waiting in the background, and it was still early to see the time, so he simply went to the training room to have a look.

The classrooms in the backstage were numerous and messy. Bo Chushui followed the map posted at the entrance of the corridor for five or six minutes before arriving at the place. There were already two people inside, and it sounded like they were chatting.

A male voice came from inside, "Xia Yuqing is really in the limelight this time around, even the tickets are selling faster."

The female voice paused before replying, "...That's not true, but he is the lead dancer, aren't you? Besides, don't everyone come for his face. I heard from the manager today that there is another client A [-] card renewal was specially made for him."

There was an interesting light in Bao Chushui's eyes. He didn't expect that he would eat the melon, so he was the one who was talking about it.

"I don't think he dances very well. Who doesn't at this level? What's more, it's been a month off, and it's not certain whether he can keep up with the progress. The manager still insists on reserving him a tour seat."

"That's true. I think so too. You're fine. The manager is indeed unfair. The manager insists on favoring whoever he praises."

The voice inside suddenly shrunk, broken down, "... I heard... what does he seem to have to do with the one above?"

The female voice paused, "...what's the relationship?"

"That's the kind..." There was a knowing laughter in the training room, and what they said was clearly not a good thing.

Bo Chushui's face darkened, and there was a shadow between his brows. It would be fine if he said something sour, but if he spread rumors and caused trouble, it would be too disgusting. He couldn't compete with others and still have such obscene thoughts.

Normal people wouldn't take a look at it.

Perhaps because everyone was on stage, they didn't seem to expect anyone to come in. Bo Chushui pushed the door open without any hindrance, and quickly fixed his eyes on the two people in the room. He suddenly smiled slowly, "Yo , chat?"

The two looked at each other without speaking. They were not sure whether Bo Chushui had heard anything. They just warned sharply, "Who are you? This is the private training room of Yanshan Theater. No one else is allowed to enter."