[Quick Transmigration] He who was born to be loved

In the middle of the night, the living room was still lit, and Cui Ting, who was still wearing a banquet suit, sat motionless on the sofa. The TV had been turned off long ago. His indifferent eyes fell on an empty point in the sky, and his silent figure looked a little lonely.

There was a creaking sound of the door, followed by footsteps gradually coming down from the second floor.Then go around him and stop by the sofa next to him.

Cui Qi's voice was low and lazy, like a contented beast deliberately running to show off in front of the opponent.

"Father, are you satisfied?"

Cui Ting's gaze regained focus as his voice settled down, and returned to the previous indifference and sharpness, he said in disapproval.

"Since you already know the truth, why do you deliberately play tricks on him?"

Cui Qi sneered, his words were full of provocation.

"What, are you jealous of me? Lance is white and soft. When he was wearing silk stockings, he was so ashamed that he almost cried. He also begged me to hug him and kiss him wrongedly. Tsk, there are many people who like him, But the only one who can possess him is me."

He stood up, seemed to tear something in his hand, and then put the remaining half of the photo on the tea table in front of Cui Ting, and said in a warning tone.

"Father, I took away the things you shouldn't have here."

The footsteps gradually faded away and soon disappeared into the sound of the bedroom door closing.The living room returned to the silence of a person.

Cui Ting picked up half of the photos on the coffee table, and rubbed the torn marks with his fingertips. Only himself in a suit and leather shoes was left on it, while the other half, Lan Si, who was smiling happily holding a trophy, had already been taken away by Cui Qi.

That was the first time he had skin-to-skin contact with Lance, and what he thought at the time was.It turns out his hands are so soft.

This photo of the English competition award was supposed to be locked in the drawer he should never have opened, but he clipped it to the inside of his wallet anyway.It is said that the photos in a man's wallet can reveal who he cares most about, so maybe from the moment he hid the group photo in his wallet, he unconsciously put that beautiful boy in his heart.

But even if Cui Qi found out accidentally, so what.

Cui Ting slowly tightened his palms, as if he was grabbing something into his palms inch by inch, his deep eyes silently filled with a deep hostility, with a kind of ruthlessness that was inevitable.

Lance didn't go to school for the next Friday and weekend. Cui Qi stayed at home with him to play games or took him out for three days. Cui Qi had to continue until the fourth day when the company continued to operate. Get up early and go to work.

Lan Si didn't have any class this day. He played games at home all morning, and he didn't go out of the bedroom to eat downstairs until noon when he was hungry. But just as he went downstairs, he saw Cui Ting coming from the door, and the other party stared at him. Looking at him, his presumptuous gaze was full of danger that had never been seen before.

Lance stepped back instinctively, and asked blankly while leaning on the handrail of the stairs.

"Uncle Cui. Why are you back at this hour? Did you forget to take something?"

Cui Ting strode up to him and held him by the shoulders, then passed his hand through the hollow of his knees to gently hug him, and said in a deep voice while walking towards the door.

"I'll take you out for dinner."

Lance was still wearing sky-blue pajamas, and when he was caught off guard, he even dropped his slippers. His bare feet were shiny and white, and he looked like a dehydrated moonlight fish when he was struggling and flopping about.

The soft exclamation was full of haste.

"Uncle Cui! I haven't changed my clothes yet!"

Cui Ting's pace was steady and steady without any pause. He stuffed Lance into the co-pilot and fastened his seat belt, then went around to the driver's seat and opened the door to get in the car, and drove the car out of the yard in one go. The seat belt has not had time to unbuckle.

After the car door was locked, Lan Si knew that he had to follow him out, so he gave up resisting and asked in confusion.

"Uncle Cui, where are you taking me to eat? I haven't changed my clothes yet, and the restaurant won't let me in."

"It's okay, let's go to the mall to buy clothes first."

Cui Ting turned the car skillfully, his slender fingers were well-articulated, and his angular profile exuded a mature and elegant charm.

Lance had no choice but to let him take him to a V! When buying clothes in a P store, he has a slender waist and long legs, a slender and well-proportioned figure, and looks good in everything he wears. Cui Ting stared at him intently for a moment, and finally asked him to wear one of the younger-style clothes directly without changing.

Lan Si was wearing that suit very awkwardly, because the design was extremely close-fitting, and it was a short top that was popular at the moment. When he bent down, a small piece of delicate waist would be exposed.

He hesitantly tugged Cui Ting who was paying the bill, and whispered hesitantly.

"Uncle Cui. Can I change, this jacket is too short."

Cui Ting put away his wallet, then took off his coat casually and put it on him, and walked out with his shoulders in his arms.

This kind of behavior is too intimate, even showing a hint of ambiguity. Lance wanted to return the clothes to him, but Cui Ting's seemingly casual hand on his shoulders used irresistible strength, so he had no choice but to continue being held Cui Ting's coat.

The author has something to say

Cui Qi: (smiling) Thank you, sir.

Cui Ting: (smiling) plus one.

Lance: (joyed) I love the boss!Wow!Thanks to Luoshangli, Qingfeng's 4 monthly tickets! ! !So here are four more chapters today! ! ! (/▽)

After posting this chapter and saving the manuscript, I will quickly go to code words, it seems that I can finish writing this world today~