[Quick Transmigration] He who was born to be loved

It was already evening when he woke up, Lan Si lifted the quilt and got out of bed, only to find that he was still wearing the same clothes that he attended the awards ceremony in the morning.He went to the bathroom to take a shower and changed into pajamas, then went downstairs to have dinner, when he walked to the living room, he heard the sound of the door opening from the second floor, and turned his head to see Cui Ting, who was in a neat suit, just came out of the study.

Because he was used to not being able to see Cui Ting in the villa for so many days, Lan Si dared to go downstairs in his pajamas casually. Now that he bumped into Cui Ting suddenly, he said quickly at a loss.

"Uncle Cui, I'm going upstairs to change."

Cui Ting was going down the stairs, looked down at the small piece of fair skin exposed by the round collar of his sky blue pajamas, and said lightly.

"Need not."

Lance had no choice but to stop his steps to go up the stairs, and followed him to the dining table for dinner.

The dinner for two people was twice as much as usual. In addition to Lan Si's usual dishes, the servant also added a few light vegetarian dishes. He ate in silence and found that Cui Ting hadn't eaten. Have a bite of meat.

After taking two more mouthfuls of food, he couldn't help asking in a low voice.

"Uncle Cui, don't you eat meat?"

Cui Tingen gave a sound and replied. "I'm a vegetarian."

Lance let out an ooh, then continued to eat obediently, without talking.

On the quiet dining table, there was only the slight sound of chopsticks hitting the porcelain plate, and the young man in pajamas seemed to have integrated into the family, like a private pet kept in captivity, and like an upright lover.The bright light from the chandelier above his head made his skin white and bright. When he was eating, his light pink tongue was faintly revealed, and his lips were naturally rosy red.

Cui Ting looked away calmly, then put down his chopsticks and stood up to leave, saying flatly.

"You eat slowly."

Lan Si quickly responded, and after taking a few mouthfuls, he felt that someone was watching him, but when he turned his head, he saw Cui Ting who was going upstairs. The other party looked indifferent and walked steadily, and quickly disappeared from Lan Si's sight.

Without Cui Ting's presence, Lan Si obviously relaxed a lot. He finished his meal slowly, sat on the sofa boredly while the servants cleaned up, and asked doubtfully after thinking about it.

"Did Uncle Cui carry me back to my room last night?"

The servant is a simple middle-aged woman who speaks with a local accent, but it is not difficult to understand.

"Yes, I have been working here for so long, but I have never seen Mr. Cui get so close to anyone."

Lance scratched his head in embarrassment and smiled shyly.Then asked curiously.

"Does Uncle Cui have no girlfriend?"

The servant replied cheerfully.

"No, besides Mr. Cui and the young master, you are the only one who has lived here, Mr. Xiao."

Lan Si nodded, turned around and was about to go upstairs, but was stopped by the servant graciously.

"Mr. Xiao, Mr. Cui is actually very caring about you. He didn't come back for dinner before, but after you came here, you often asked us about your taste and habits in private, and even invited a chef to make dessert for you."

Lance said in surprise.

"I thought that was all done by you."

The servant waved his hands again and again and explained.

"How can I make such a delicious thing? Mr. Cui said that it is not good for you to eat too much dessert. I am afraid that if you see the chef, he will pester him to make it for you secretly, so he asks the chef to make it every time. Leave after dessert, you won't see me."

After listening, Lance looked at the closed study door on the second floor in surprise, stared at it thoughtfully for a while, then smiled slightly, his bright eyes were full of cunning, as if he suddenly discovered something. A very interesting thing, replied with a smile.

"Uncle Cui is so kind to me, I will definitely thank him in the future."

After returning to the study, Cui Ting continued to deal with business. His assistant sent a text message saying that the organizer of the awards ceremony had sent them the group photo taken in the morning for them to look at, and was going to put it on the publicity boards over the years.

Originally, Cui Ting never cared about such trivial matters, but after hesitating for a few seconds, he asked his assistant to send the group photo.

In the center of the stage shrouded in spotlights are two people, the tall one is mature and stable, with a handsome face, and his cold expression shows a rare gentleness; They are very close, and the similar black suits make them look like father and son, but also like lovers.

Cui Ting stared at the photo on the screen for a long time, then printed it out, silently rubbing the corner of the group photo, after a while, he stuffed the group photo into the bottom drawer of the desk, and locked it.

It seems that this can lock up the little throbbing.

The author has something to say

Cui Qi: Father, what do you want to do when I'm not around?

Cui Ting: (silent)

Lance: My boyfriend's father seems to have a crush on me, so exciting.

Cui Qi will return to China in the next chapter, because the three of them are together so it is easy to write about Shura field hahaha~

Thank you, Luoyi, son, for reminding you that your sleeves are broken! ~Love you guys!I will work hard!