Ruan He has a face that is so delicate, with a softness beyond gender, but it won't make people feel uncomfortable, just want to hold his breath and look at it again and again.

Obsession, this is the reaction of most people after seeing it, and many people even secretly took out their cell phones to take pictures.

However, the boy himself seemed to have no idea, looking at Mu Qin with a look of at a loss. Standing in the crowd without any concealment made him feel confused.

Mu Qin is no longer aged to be fascinated by his face. He looked around like a warning, smiled and pressed the boy's shoulder with pure appreciation: "Xiaohe is so beautiful."

While saying that, he took him out of the store.

Ruan He was entangled and blushed: "It looks good...it's not a description of a man." He still remembered what Mu Qin said before.

Mu Qinlang smiled, a little bit cramped: "A man... you're still early."

He sent Ruan He home, ignored the other party's reluctant eyes and touched the boy's soft hair. Without the barrier of clothes, the hair on his hands was soft and cool, with a silky touch.

The boy rubbed his palm naturally.

Mu Qin was stunned for a moment, coughed lightly, and withdrew his hand and turned around and left.

The boy grabbed his hand.

"Brother Mu... goodbye." He said goodbye seriously.

"Goodbye." Mu Qin waved his hand and left in the eyes of the boy.

Ruan He's heart returned to empty again, and he touched his chest in confusion.

On the chat software, the administrator persistently sent him messages and bombarded him, but was blocked by Ruan He. In the past, in order to maintain his life, he would take on some short-term jobs regularly, but he didn't like them very much.

Now with the high rewards Mu Qin gave him, his consumption level is enough to spend many years. He can spend a lot of time in the field he likes.

Ruan He was reading the code, but was a little absent-minded. It was Wednesday. Since that mall, he hadn't seen Brother Mu for three days. Even if he mustered up the courage to learn online tutorials and send text messages to greet him, he only got some unsalty and unsightly replies, and it was often a long time later.

Brother Mu must be very busy now, Ruan He thought.

But he really wanted to see him, watch him smile casually or arrogantly, and let him rub his hair and show a gentle look.

The news said that Brother Mu went to City B for a meeting these days and stayed at the Jufeng Hotel.

Looking at the computer unconsciously, Ruan He paused, and his heart suddenly thumped. He pounded on the keyboard. At first, the movement was stiff, but later it became smoother and faster.

He touched the surveillance system of the hotel.

Everything unfolded before his eyes.

Jufeng Group's monitoring system has been specially designed by professionals to prevent customer information from being leaked, but for Ruan He, it is like adding an extra paper door and has no effect.

His eyes stumbled, and finally lit up slightly.

Brother Mu.

Mu Qin, wearing a striped suit, sat in the hotel restaurant and was having a meal with Zhuo Li. His coat was placed beside him, not in a hurry to eat, but scolded the young man beside him.

Zhuo Li drooped his head and showed a disgusting expression. He did not dare to refute his majestic cousin openly, but in private he seemed very inattentive, looking around and not knowing what he was muttering.

Finally, Mu Qin could only glar at him helplessly, shook his head, and the two stopped talking and concentrated on their meals.

Ruan He felt depressed. He really wanted to replace Shamatt and sit beside Brother Mu. If it were him, even if Brother Mu scolded him angrily, he would definitely listen carefully...

No, no, he will definitely not make Brother Mu angry.

Ruan He lowered his head and quickly raised it. He looked at the screen without blinking, and soon an afternoon passed.

During this period, Mu Qin did not always appear in the surveillance, but Ruan He was reluctant to turn it off. He lay on the table, his eyes were shiny, and his heart was very satisfied.

For the first time, he discovered that what he learned could be used like this. He could keep looking at Brother Mu.

Ruan He turned on the surveillance video longer and longer, and even the surveillance outside the hotel became his "eye". Like Eve who stole the forbidden fruit, the longer he watched, the deeper he understood Brother Mu, the less he felt he was not enough.

His heart gradually became empty again. Mu Qin shook hands with others and chatted and laughed. He disciplined his cousin and scolded his subordinates. In the scenes, he could only watch.

Ruan He really wanted to break all this. This was the first time in his life that he longed for something so much, but he looked around in a daze and didn't know what to do.

He decided to look for answers online.

"How to get close to someone?"

"How do you make others like you?"

"How to get the heart of a man?"

...

Many similar questions emerged on the first page of the search engine. Most of the answers to the first two questions were "take the initiative". Ruan He pursed his lips and felt confused. So although the third question seemed a bit strange, he still clicked in and read it.

After all... Brother Mu is a man, so it sounds like nothing wrong?

This article introduces "Ten Secrets to Grasping Men's Hearts" in detail. It is reasonable and convincing - well, at least it convinces Ruan He.

The first secret: First, you must have a good-looking face. The so-called "scene means justice". For most men, face is the key element to attract them. If you don't have one, please read the next one.

Ruan He looked in the mirror and he couldn't tell whether his face looked good or not, but Brother Mu seemed to think it looked good? He once praised him - Ruan He thought about it and decided to throw away all his previous clothes.

The second article talks about cooking skills. The so-called "If you want to grasp a man's heart, you must first grasp their stomachs. Having a good cooking skill is an indispensable skill.

Ruan He was stunned and fell into thought. Cooking skills... He only knows how to cook noodles and porridge. Is this considered cooking skills?

The article thoughtfully puts links to the recipe, fried steak, braised fish head, tomato sauce tofu... All foods from ancient and modern times, and the only thing in common is that Ruan He doesn't know.

But he was eager to try it out.

When the night was at least crowded, Ruan He went to a nearby supermarket to buy all the ingredients. However, even after following the recipe meticulously, he still created a tragedy.

The kitchen was fried.

The accident came suddenly. Ruan He stood outside the door in a daze, unable to react.

It was morning when Mu Qin returned to City A, and it was just dawn. By the time the emergency affairs were completed, it was already noon.

The assistant brought his coffee over and remembered the complaint call his cousin had just called - Ruan He blew up the house he introduced.

The assistant remembered the boy, who couldn't see his face clearly and looked very gloomy, but it seemed that the president liked it?

He then mentioned: "That Mr. Ruan..."

Mu Qin's eyes closed opened.

Seeing this, the assistant felt that he had done nothing wrong, and the president was still very concerned. He briefly said the story: "The landlord may be unhappy..."

He said it tactfully. In fact, no landlord would be happy to see his house being blown up. Not to mention being irritable, it is normal to scold the tenant.

Mu Qin frowned. Renting a house is a troublesome thing. With Ruan He's temperament, if it weren't for an acquaintance, he would probably be cheated very badly.

Now that the house is wrong, if the landlord is more considerate, at most he will be asked to pay for the money and reinstall it; if the landlord has other thoughts, Ruan He is afraid that he will not be able to handle it.

Thinking of the child who was dependent on his eyes, Mu Qin rubbed his eyebrows and ordered his assistant: "Go and see, tell me if you have anything."

This is what I meant to intervene. The assistant sternly nodded.

The situation is worse than what Mu Qin thought.

Ruan He was kicked out by the landlord.

Fortunately, the assistant was there, and he delayed for two days. After collecting Ruan He's compensation, he also refunded part of the deposit for renting the house.

The assistant brought the person to Mu Qin. The young man with delicate eyebrows and eyes was wet, as if he knew he had made a mistake. Except for the first time he saw Mu Qin, his eyes lit up, and then he stood there, lowering his head without saying a word.

Mu Qin ignored him and spent ten minutes to finish the last two documents on his hand. He looked at his watch and it was time to get off work.

He put on his coat and walked to Ruan He: "Are you hungry?"

Ruan He nodded and shook his head again. He looked at Mu Qin, and there was still some happiness in his eyes.

Mu Qin was almost lost by the small smile on his lips, and rubbed his head hard: "What's going on?"

Ruan He whispered: "I... cook."

Mu Qin: "..." It's really amazing!

He took Ruan He to a restaurant downstairs for dinner and chose a location by the window.

"What are you going to do afterwards?" Mu Qin asked.

Ruan He blinked blankly. Mu Qin knew that he had never thought about the future problems at all, and he couldn't help but feel angry and funny.

"Your money should be enough to buy a house, right?" Mu Qin asked after pondering for a moment.

Ruan He honestly reported his bank card numbers to him, which was exactly one zero less than Mu Qin's last pay.

Mu Qin raised his eyebrows in surprise: "It's so fast?"

Ruan He said vaguely: "I can't use so much... I just bought some information..." Many foreign information is charged, not only is it often very expensive, but it is not something you can buy with money. Ruan He used to exchange information by bartering, and this was the first time he spent money to buy it.

Mu Qin did not continue asking. He glanced at Ruan He, and the young man's focused and clear eyes were full of trust.

"You can live with me these days." Mu Qin made the final decision.

Ruan He was stunned: "Ah?..."

"Don't want to?" Mu Qin raised his eyebrows.

"Wish, I'm willing!" Ruan He nodded quickly, for fear that Mu Qin would suddenly change his mind, so he hurriedly grabbed his hand.

Mu Qin smiled and said, "Then I have to make a statement in advance that some rules must be followed."
To be continued...