Dangerous old Gong spoils me too much

Wen Shichu's slender eyebrows trembled slightly, and a strange expression appeared on his face. When he glanced at Qi Xiao, his eyes seemed to be choked with water.

"What's wrong? Isn't it delicious?" Qi Xiao asked tentatively.

"Why don't you eat my bowl, anyway, the noodles here are very generous, and one bowl of noodles is enough for two people."

Qi Xiao pushed the bowl to the center of the table logically.

However, the young man's hand moved forward to stop Qi Xiao.

"No, my bowl is quite delicious." Wen Shichu remembered what the shop waiter said before, pushed Qi Xiao's bowl away, and ate without saying a word.

The delicious pasta, served with colorful and bright side dishes, people who have an empty stomach after a busy day will always be attracted by the aroma and color.

When Wen Shichu ate, he was like a well-behaved kitten, his lips were stained with soup, he sucked the noodles in small sips, and occasionally took a sip of the cool white boiled next to him.

Qi Xiao frowned slightly.

Could it be that this store is a scam?

—After the meal, Wen Shichu and Qi Xiao had almost no communication.

Qi Xiao felt full after eating more than half of it, and Wen Shichu who was opposite was still eating small bites, as if enjoying the pasta very much.

Suddenly, Wen Shichu's cell phone rang.

"Ruanruan? Be good, don't cry, don't cry, Daddy will go back soon."

"Well, I'll bring you something delicious when I come back."

Wen Shichu hung up the phone, and looked at Qi Xiao apologetically, "Mr. Qi, do you have any other plans? If you want to do that kind of thing at night, can you be late?" As if talking about an ordinary thing, Wen Shichu stood up anxiously: "I'll go find you after I put the child to sleep, okay?" Qi Xiao sat where he was, his chest seemed to be stuffed into a big dull bell, and someone knocked hard outside. Strike the bell.

She didn't expect Wen Shichu to look at him like that.

In fact, the man just wanted to have a meal with Wen Shichu, nothing else.

"Actually, I..." When the words came to his lips, Qi Xiao suddenly felt very unwilling again.

"Okay, after you're done, go find me in the villa where we used to live together."

Qi Xiao's voice was low, as if there was lead in his mouth.

Maybe it's the greed in my heart that is at work, or maybe I'm trying my best to get closer to Wen Shichu, even if I just wanted to have a simple meal with Wen Shichu in the last second

Rice, everything has changed in the next second.

"Thank you for your understanding." Wen Shichu left in a hurry.

In the small compartment, only Qi Xiao was left alone, and there were two bowls of noodles on the table.

The man looked at Wen Shichu's bowl, paused, brought Wen Shichu's bowl in front of him, and took a sip of the soup.

"Cough, cough, cough!" Qi Xiao coughed wildly, spit out the unswallowed soup in his mouth, and drank another glass of warm water to recover.

Very salty.

Wen Shichu bought milk and cheeseburgers on the way home, and planned to save Ruan Ruan for breakfast tomorrow morning.

When I got home, it turned out that a big moth flew into the house. The little guy shivered with fright and turned off the lights, because the screen of the mobile phone was on when he was making a call, and the big moth jumped towards Ruanrou when he saw the light. The little guy cried loudly on the spot, and hid in the quilt to cry after the phone call.

In fact, Wen Shichu was also very afraid of bugs.

But Ruan Ruan was already so scared, and Wen Shichu could only be brave enough to catch a moth half the size of a palm with a bag, and trampled it to death with his feet.

When he was sure that the moths in the bag had been crushed to pieces, Wen Shichu stopped, only to find that his back was covered in cold sweat.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, the bug is dead, really, if you don't believe me, look." Wen Shichu picked up the garbage bag.

"Wuwuwu, don't look at it, it's such a big bug, it's so scary." Ruan Ruan curled up in Wen Shichu's arms and acted like a baby.

"Okay, don't look at it, let's go to wash Xiangxiang and go to bed." The environment in the new rental house is also better, there is a small bathtub in it, just big enough for the little guy to take a bath.

After taking a bath, Wen Shichu told Ruan Ruan a new fairy tale "The Little Mermaid".

The little guy started yawning after listening to a few pages, curled up in Wen Shichu's arms and fell asleep unconsciously.

"Ruan Ruan, good night." Wen Shichu gently kissed Ruan Ruan's forehead, and covered the little boy with the quilt.

Worried that Ruan Ruan would kick the quilt at night, Wen Shichu pressed pillows on both sides of the quilt before leaving, closed the doors and windows, and left quietly after making sure that there were no potential safety hazards.

In the silent night, when Wen Shichu arrived at Qi Xiao's villa, the lights in the villa were still on.

With a push of his hand, the concealed iron door slowly opened, Wen Shichu walked in, and closed the door from the inside.

When closing the Iron Art Gate, some pictures appeared in Wen Shichu's mind.

At that time, Ruan Ruan was lost.

He was locked behind this wrought iron gate by Qi Xiao.

He wanted to go out, and wanted to use the wire to unlock the outside lock, but when he stretched out his hand, the gap in the middle of the wrought iron gate was worn to pieces, and blood flowed out.

He just wanted to find his child, and even if he couldn't find it, he wanted to do something.

But Qi Xiao locked him inside, self-righteously thinking that he was protecting him.

In many cases, self-righteous protection can do more damage.

"Coming?" Behind him, a man's magnetic and pleasant voice sounded.

Wen Shichu turned around: "Yes."

Under the light, one tall and one thin shadow disappeared into the villa.

When he was awake, Qi Xiao was very particular about how clean the bed was before exercising, so Wen Shichu went to take a shower as before.

But unexpectedly, Qi Xiao also came in.

"Help me wash." The man sat in a wheelchair that had not been used for a long time, spotless, showing the most primitive posture of the body, and the most critical parts were mosaiced by the author.

Wen Shichu's throat rolled, he didn't say anything, and acquiesced obediently.

The man's legs were very rough to the touch, and could even be said to be very rough, with scars all over the legs.

Wen Shichu lowered his eyebrows, and when he touched Qi Xiao's legs, he subconsciously softened the pressure.

"Xiao Chu, I remember you asked me about my legs before."

"I don't remember." Wen Shichu's voice was flat.

Qi Xiao: "It doesn't matter if you don't remember, I can tell you."

"No need." Wen Shichu stood up, because he stood so violently that he almost fell down.

Qi Xiao suddenly stood up from the wheelchair and hugged Wen Shichu.

"Boss Qi can walk normally now, why bother to expose the previous scars? One should look forward." Wen Shichu smiled slightly.

Qi Xiao's Adam's apple rolled.

I remember the first time Wen Shichu saw the injury on his leg, he rubbed the shark so carefully, his eyes glistened with water.

It wasn't until he saw the coldness in Wen Shichu's eyes at this time that the man realized belatedly that Wen Shichu was loving him at that time.

Because of love, so will feel distressed;

But now, because I don't love, I don't feel bad anymore.

"Boss Qi, let's start."

When Qi Xiao came back to his senses, he realized that Wen Shichu had already gone to bed.

The young man is like a last supper waiting to be enjoyed, quietly lying on the soft mattress, his eyes are closed, his white fat calf is half covered, and it is tender and transparent under the light.

Qi Xiao felt as if his heart had been put into a meat grinder, the pain was so bloody and bloody.

Qi Xiao went to bed, but he didn't start directly as usual, he just lay beside him and closed his eyes.

Suddenly a cold little hand caressed Qi Xiao's chest muscles.

Wen Shichu untied Qi Xiao's bath towel three or two times, and said indifferently, "Let's get started, Mr. Qi."

The young man glanced down, his face indifferent: "You have already reacted."

Qi Xiao felt his throat dry and hot, and held Wen Shichu's slender wrist.

"If it's inconvenient for you today, you can do it another day..."

Wen Shichu smiled slightly: "Boss Qi, what are you talking about in your sleep? It's already come to this point."

Wen Shichu bent over slightly, the mechanical smile on his face was swallowed by the shadow, and brushed off the last foreign object on Qi Xiao's body.

Qi Xiao felt his heart was hit hard and couldn't control it anymore.

Almost following the instinct of the body, the man dominated with his backhand, directly pressing Wen Shichu's body tightly.

The moment the bodies fit together, Qi Xiao clearly felt that Wen Shichu's body was tense, his hands were tightly clutching the bed sheet, and he was biting his lip, as if he was waiting for the severe pain to come.

In the young man's impression, every time he had sex with Qi Xiao, he almost didn't feel comfortable, and more of it was excruciatingly painful.

Qi Xiao never knew how to be gentle, let alone think about the other party, but only thought about his own pleasure. Wen Shichu had tasted that kind of feeling a lot, and knew how painful it was going to be.

"Hmm..." When the pain hit, Wen Shichu still couldn't hold back, a tear fell from the corner of his eye.

"Sorry for hurting you."

Wen Shichu was breathing tremblingly, and his body was tense because of the pain.

"You... Hurry up." Finish things early and end early.

The strange thing is that Qi Xiao didn't start directly this time.

Just like the third movement Adagio in a symphony, the ceremony entered slowly and gracefully at the beginning, and the friction of the violin strings was a little cautious, like whispering in the ear, Wen Shichu felt that kind of feeling for the first time Comfort like never before.

The allegro song gradually entered when the atmosphere reached its peak, and the young man's throat involuntarily let out a singing voice that blended in with the music. It was soft and soft, but he quickly realized that he immediately covered his mouth with the back of his hand in shame.

The whole symphony played until midnight, and Qi Xiao felt that the people under him seemed to be unable to hold on, so he clenched the baton in his hand, hastily terminated the performance, and ended the performance.

Even so, Wen Shichu still felt exhausted, as if someone had taken time out.

Reluctantly opening his eyelids and setting the alarm, Wen Shichu vaguely felt himself being picked up by Qi Xiao to wash his body, he didn't want to open his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.

"Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep."

When it was still daylight, Wen Shichu's cell phone rang.

Wen Shichu didn't snooze, quickly turned off the alarm clock, and moved Qi Xiao's arm away from his body.

The man beside him slept soundly. It seemed that he fell asleep with his arms around him last night.

Wen Shichu's eyes were mixed with a little misty emotion, which was fleeting. He caught a glimpse of the gray sky outside the gap in the curtains, and carefully tidied up his clothes.Xu subconsciously didn't want to disturb Qi Xiao's dream. When Wen Shichu left, he didn't turn on the light, and even carried the slippers in his hands, walking barefoot.

"Xiao Chu, are you leaving me?"

The man's hoarse voice suddenly sounded in the quiet room.

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