Qiuchi silent

Summary: "Need to be"

Xie Qiuchi didn't get up until he was about to get off the car. He was in a state of excitement until he walked into the private room.

The waiter was still waiting to order. After ordering, Mu Zhe was about to hand him the menu. Seeing that he couldn't hide his excited expression, he kicked him on the calf instead: "Order."

"……it is good."

This kick was not hard, like a good buddy joking like usual, but Mu Zhe leaned on his seat and saw that his expression was too condescending, and he himself was very guilty, so he couldn't help sneaking a glance at the waiter beside him while drawing with a pen, looking It wasn't until she had no abnormality that she felt a little relieved.

Mu Zhe saw his expression, and when the waiter went out, he asked him with a half-smile: "Why are you guilty? I haven't asked you to kneel yet."

When no one was around, Xie Qiuchi knelt down without him saying anything, and then knelt down to his feet: "You did what you did just now, the dog wants to kneel down for you."

"You haven't even put honey on your mouth." Mu Zhe squinted his eyes and pinched his face, and put his fingers into his slightly parted lips. "Let me see what you ate today."

Xie Qiuchi obediently let go of his teeth and let Mu Zhe's fingers go in, and then gently held the two fingers that were twitching and teasing in his mouth with his lips, and his tongue continued to cater to Mu Zhe's movements.

Mu Zhe stopped playing until the puppy's saliva flowed out: "I found that you are very good today."

It was the same when I went out this morning, I almost wrote "reluctant" on my face, and when I kissed his shoes, I paused for two seconds, surprisingly honest.

Xie Qiuchi licked off the excess saliva on Mu Zhe's hands, and while wiping his master's hands with a wet towel, he replied, "Today is your birthday... the dog wants to make the master happy."

Mu Zhe was not happy when he heard it, and his face sank: "Didn't you think I'm happy when you're co-authoring?"

"Dogs can't talk..." Xie Qiuchi frowned in embarrassment, "Dogs don't do well, and they will try their best to improve."

"Put your face out here."

Mu Zhe slapped him twice, and smiled: "Isn't he very good at talking today? You have to learn to please me, and you don't need to talk too much, just say what you think, I like honesty dog."

He put his hand on Xie Qiuchi's shoulder casually, and looked at him directly: "For example, what does the puppy want now?"

Xie Qiuchi reacted to being slapped, panting slightly, he raised his head and said seriously: "Dog wants you to be happy all the time."

Mu Zhe looked at his blurred eyes, wiped the glistening saliva from the corner of his mouth for him, and then wiped it on his lips, teasingly said: "I thought you wanted to eat a dick."

"...I also want to." Xie Qiuchi paused, and whispered with red ears.

"Sexy dog." Mu Zhe cursed, put his foot on his crotch and crushed the half-hard thing, and was about to say something when there was a knock on the door.

Mu Zhe was stunned—the mushroom soup in this store is cooked after reservation, even if it arrives at the store, it still needs to prepare the ingredients, which is enough to wait for a while, why is it so fast this time?

"It's what the dog barked." Xie Qiuchi said quickly, and wanted to open the door.

"Wait a moment." Mu Zhe raised his voice, and tapped Xie Qiuchi's lower body with his toes, "Do you dare to go? Sit back."

Xie Qiuchi was ashamed and scared, and sat back in his original position with his head bowed. Even though he knew that the people at the door could not see his lower body because of the tablecloth, he couldn't help covering it with his hands.

After Xie Qiuchi finished the items, he entrusted the clerk to deliver them. Mu Zhe simply thanked them and sent them away. After closing the door, he turned around and looked at Xie Qiuchi's stiff sitting posture, and found it funny: "Didn't you just have the guts to seduce me?" Who, is someone cowardly?"

Xie Qiuchi murmured: "Hmm..."

He would not refute the "seduce" at all. Mu Zhe was carrying the box, and he knew what was inside without opening it just by looking at the shape.

He asked Xie Qiuchi to lie down, put the cake box on his back, and began to untie the poorly tied ribbon and bow on it.

"self-made?"

"Well," Xie Qiuchi nodded slightly, a little shy, "How do you know..."

How could it be seen at a glance.

"Guess, how could the cake shop's bow tie be so crooked." Mu Zhe lifted the lid, looked at the finished product inside, and couldn't help laughing, "It's confirmed now."

The cake was so beautifully made that even the words "Happy Birthday Master" were written in jam.

"Aren't you afraid of being seen by writing this?"

"The dog wrote it secretly, and put it in the box after writing, no one saw it." Xie Qiuchi tried to maintain his balance and wanted to look up at Mu Zhe, "Happy birthday, master."

Mu Zhe rubbed his head: "I said it this morning, how many times do you want to say it today?"

The tone was full of laughter, and Xie Qiuchi also laughed, thinking that he had actually said it in the early morning.

Mu Zhe went to bed early last night, and Xie Qiuchi nestled beside the bed, waiting silently until twelve o'clock, then got up lightly and kissed Mu Zhe's exposed toes.

He heard Mu Zhe's deep breath, but even so, he bent his waist and half knelt there, except for a kiss that was almost nonexistent, he didn't dare to do anything or say anything, he could only play it back in his heart, Finally chew them up and swallow them bit by bit, waiting for them to rust and rot in the stomach.

When the soup pot and ingredients were brought in, Xie Qiuchi was already sitting upright in his seat.

Mu Zhe cut two pieces from the cake, put the one with writing on it into his stomach, and fed half of the other piece into the upper mouth of Xie Qiuchi, and half into the lower one.

Therefore, the puppy still has white, greasy and sweet cream sandwiched between its buttocks, and its sitting upright is ridiculous.

As soon as the person left, he wanted to kneel again, but Mu Zhe waved his hand: "Are you still kneeling endlessly, and hang you in a cage to sleep tonight?"

Xie Qiuchi sat back quickly, the butter was almost melted by the temperature of his inner wall, and it was about to flow out when he moved, he couldn't help but tense his hips and tightly closed the exit.

Whether it was serving soup for Mu Zhe or boiling meat in a pot, he never dared to take it lightly, his expression was very serious and tense.

Mu Zhe was amused, and while drinking the soup, he took off his shoes and placed his feet on Xie Qiuchi's lap across the table.

Xie Qiuchi glanced at him timidly, he was peeling shrimp for Mu Zhe, he couldn't spare his hands to serve the master, so he could only spread his legs under the provocation of Mu Zhe's toes and let him trample on him.

He was trampled so hard that he couldn't help screaming, and the cream couldn't hold it anymore and flowed out from his buttocks. He was so ashamed that his face flushed, and he begged: "Master..."

"Let it flow out." Mu Zhe said directly, without stopping, Xie Qiuchi almost dropped the shrimp with a trembling hand, panted twice, and continued to peel the shrimp with steady hands.

He obeyed his master's order and let the warm cream flow out slowly, until a cherries were also pushed out from the depths and stuck in the hole.

With wet eyes, Xie Qiuchi wrapped the shrimps one by one with dipping sauce and pushed them to Mu Zhe.Mu Zhe enjoyed this kind of service leisurely, took his foot back after eating for a while, and put a plate of mutton in.

"Aren't you hungry?"

Just as Xie Qiuchi was about to answer that he was not hungry, his stomach growled, so he nodded, and the two sat face to face and had a fairly peaceful lunch, except for Xie Qiuchi's messy panties and buttocks , everything is working fine.

When he left, Mu Zhe didn't forget to carry the cake box, Xie Qiuchi followed behind him, his eyes fell on it many times, and he couldn't help laughing.

It happened that Mu Zhe looked back at him and shook the box in his hand: "Send me away with just one cake? Somebody will clean you up when you go back."

"I'll give it to you tonight."

"Night? Tsk, okay."

Seeing the master's expression, Xie Qiuchi was a little embarrassed: "You... are not..."

Oh, it seems that he thought too much, the puppy is shy.

But Mu Zhe still raised his eyebrows and said, "If it's not, it must be."

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