you are my uncle

After dinner, Liu Jiming carried Zhaoming into the bathroom to help him take a bath.

"I won't wash it anymore." Zhaoming said, looking at Liu Jiming who rolled up his sleeves and was about to drain the water.

Liu Jiming ignored him, continued to turn on the water, and turned around to undress him again.

"Don't wash, don't wash, don't wash!" Zhaoming pressed Liu Jiming's hand to take off his clothes.

"Is there anywhere on your body that I haven't seen?" Liu Jiming said impatiently, "Let go."

"Are you free? You cook and bathe me. I wash myself."

"For you, I have plenty of time." Liu Jiming glanced at him as if, "So please be quiet and obedient to me, and if you mess around again, I'll tie you up."

Zhaoming smiled, "You still have a tendency to play SM, are you willing to do that to Xiaomo?"

Sure enough, Liu Jiming got angry with him again, and said through gritted teeth, "I don't know if he likes it or not, but if you like it, I'll play with you slowly when your legs are better."

Zhaoming stopped talking, and let Liu Jiming take off his clothes, and then wrung a hot towel to wipe him.

"There's too much water, it's running down, it's covered with plaster!"

"It's too hard, take it easy!"

"It's a little cold, you can soak in hot water again!"

......

While enjoying Liu Jiming's body brushing benefits, Zhaoming kept complaining about orders and never got tired of it. One day, he would be treated by Liu Jiming as if he was serving the uncle. This feeling as if his role had changed made him feel a little inexplicably refreshed.

Although Liu Jiming had a dark face, he still did it one by one. When he brushed Zhaoming's chest, Liu Jiming, out of revenge, squeezed a small bean on his chest viciously, and squinted his eyes to enjoy it. Zhaoming couldn't help but let out a light gasp, "Yeah!"

With this gasp, both of them were stunned, Zhaoming opened his eyes, his face flushed, and Liu Jiming turned around unnaturally to twist the towel.

In the following process, Zhaoming didn't say a word, why the hell did he make that strange sound!Zhaoming scolded himself in his heart.

When brushing against Zhaoming's palm, Zhaoming suddenly hissed and trembled, Liu Jiming stopped, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Zhaoming regained his composure. What Liu Jiming just brushed was the burn he had put on his palm when he pressed the cigarette butt in the middle of the day.

Liu Jiming didn't ask any more questions, and directly turned over the palm of his hand, Zhaoming's hand was clenched into a fist, Liu Jiming grabbed his hand, and opened his fingers one by one.

"Who did it?" Liu Jiming recognized the burn marks from cigarette butts at a glance.

"It fell." Zhao Ming blurted out without thinking.

"You think I'm brainless?" Liu Jiming looked at him coldly.

"I ironed it myself. How about it? Are you satisfied?" Zhaoming looked at Liu Jiming with a smile.

Liu Jiming looked at him for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking, Zhao Ming was a little cold naked, couldn't help shivering, Liu Jiming then took the bathrobe and put it on him, and tied the belt gently.

"Don't do this in the future." Liu Jiming's voice was a little tired.

Just as Zhaoming was about to retort, Liu Jiming continued, "If you're really upset, you can burn me."

Zhaoming closed his mouth just now, and Liu Jiming carried him out of the bathroom until he was put on the bed, but he didn't speak again.

Zhaoming went to bed and started playing games without saying a word. Liu Jiming carefully smoothed the quilt for him, took one look at him and went out.

As soon as Liu Jiming went out, Zhaoming dropped his cell phone, thinking about Liu Jiming's words "If you're not happy, you can burn me", he smiled, if Liu Jiming really stretched out his hand on him In front of you, can you burn your hands?

Liu Jiming didn't enter the room until twelve o'clock, and Zhaoming was in a daze. When he heard the sound of the door opening, he immediately picked up his mobile phone and continued playing the game, pretending to be addicted to the game.

"Have you played enough?" Liu Jiming stood in front of him and asked.

"Almost." Zhaoming replied lazily.

"It's not good for your eyes, play less." Liu Jiming said as if educating a child.

"Okay, Uncle Liu." Zhao Ming smiled and put away the phone.

Liu Jiming frowned when he heard his address, "Uncle Liu?"

"That's right, Mr. Liu, you have a small meal and a small living room. If it's not my uncle, what is it?" Zhao Ming continued to say with a smile.

Liu Jiming ignored him, took off his shoes and got on the bed.

Zhaoming felt a little nervous in his heart, but he still smiled calmly on the surface.Liu Jiming wanted to sleep with him or something.

"Why are you looking at me?" Liu Jiming asked.

"Are you going to use me?" Zhao Ming asked hesitantly.

Liu Jiming didn't realize it at first, but frowned after he did, "Do you think I'm a beast?"

Zhaoming nodded in a daze, Liu Jiming paused, his brows furrowed even tighter.

"I wish I could fuck you to death now." Liu Jiming said bitterly.

Zhaoming smiled slightly, as if he was lying flat and letting Jun fuck him.

"Are you going to sleep with me?" Zhaoming asked when Liu Jiming lay down.

"Yes." Liu Jiming replied simply and clearly.

"But my leg is broken." Zhaoming said.

Liu Jiming looked at him, waiting for his next words.

"Sleeping together can be stressful."

"Yu Xi can't read well." Liu Jiming said.

Okay, this person is shameless, so he will fight it himself, and forget it until he is useless.Zhao Ming turned his head and stopped talking.

"Lie down for me." Liu Jiming ordered, "You have to argue with me even if your legs are useless?"

Zhao Ming sighed, turned his head and lay flat.

"The person who touched you has both legs disabled." Liu Jiming said in the dark.

Zhaoming turned to look at him, Liu Jiming closed his eyes like a normal person.

Feeling chilled and flustered, Zhaoming turned his head and closed his eyes. After all, he still didn't know Liu Jiming well enough. He knew that Liu Jiming was cruel and ruthless, but he didn't know that he would do such a terrific thing.

At the same time, he would not know that only he could make Liu Jiming do such a great job.

When Zhaoming woke up the next day, there was no sign of Liu Jiming on the bed. He was just about to get out of bed when Liu Jiming was already dressed and walked in in a suit.

"The nanny will come over later, so don't move around." Liu Jiming said.

"I just broke one leg, not both! I don't need a nanny!" Zhaoming protested.

Liu Jiming frowned a little helplessly, now Zhaoming is like a small bomb, can explode anytime and anywhere, not at all as well-behaved as before, but...he likes this kind of Zhaoming of.Like, more real, the distance between two people is closer.

"You can't even get out of bed, what else do you want." Liu Jiming came over and hugged Zhao Ming who was struggling to get out of bed.

"Who said I can't do it, you can do it without hugging me just now." Zhao Ming snorted.

"There must be someone watching you." Liu Jiming looked at his watch, as if he was in a hurry.

"Isn't it enough for you to look at me?"

"I'm going to work."

"Then I'll go to work with you." Zhaoming just said casually, but Liu Jiming was silent for a while, and then nodded.

Play off.Zhaoming didn't want to go to work with Liu Jiming at all, he wished to be as far away from Liu Jiming as possible.

"No need, let's hire a nanny." Zhao Ming changed his words immediately.

"No, I think your proposal is good." Liu Jiming nodded in satisfaction.

In the end he was hugged by Liu Jiming out the door with a bitter face, "You don't feel ashamed to hug me like this."

"I don't think so." Liu Jiming walked to the garage with Zhaoming in his arms without any expression on his face.

Zhaoming lowered his head and looked frustrated, Liu Jiming looked at him in the mirror and said, "I might be a little busy later."

"Oh." Zhao Ming replied indifferently.

Liu Jiming shut his mouth, he was a waste of words, looked at the sullen Zhaoming and wanted to say something to brighten the atmosphere, but Zhaoming looked even more depressed.

"You really want to carry me into the company?" Zhaoming looked at Liu Jiming's disbelieving voice.

Liu Jiming nodded and stretched out his hands to hug Zhaoming.

Zhaoming glanced behind Liu Jiming, and a man got out of the car parked behind, Li Mo.

Zhaoming clicked his tongue and raised the corners of his mouth, "Look behind you and decide whether you want to hug me or not."

Liu Jiming turned his head and saw Li Mo walking this way with a hesitant expression on his face, "Xiao Mo, why are you here?"

"You've been very busy recently, so I just wanted to come to your company to see you. This is Zhaoming..." Li Mo looked at Zhaoming who was leaning on crutches behind him with concern in his eyes.

"His leg is broken." Liu Jiming said flatly.

"How come?" Li Mo was a little surprised.

"Fight." Liu Jiming glanced at Zhaoming.

Zhao Ming always had a faint smile on his face, watching the two of them chatting.

"This...why don't you take a good rest at home?" Li Mo looked at Zhaoming's legs with distressed eyes, "This hurts so much..."

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, thank you for your concern." Zhao Ming said to Li Mo with a smile.

"You two chat slowly, I'll go back first?" Zhaoming asked tentatively, he thought that Liu Jiming would definitely not let him stay in the company when he saw Li Mo, so he didn't want to be a light bulb.

"Where are you going?" Liu Jiming asked in a bad tone.

"Go home, I'll take a taxi."

"Did I let you go?" Liu Jiming's face darkened again.

"You two are..." Li Mo asked hesitantly.

"His leg is broken. I brought him to the company so that I can watch him and stop him from running around and going out to cause trouble for me." Liu Jiming answered Li Mo's question, but his eyes were always on Zhaoming.

Zhaoming sneered, "Am I causing trouble? What's wrong with me just causing trouble?" It was really different to Li Mo and Liu Zhiming, not only talking too much, but also hurting him. Sure enough, he had no place in Liu Jiming's heart.

"You two, if you have something to say, talk it out." Li Mo saw that the two were not in the right battle, and hurriedly persuaded them.

"Let's go upstairs first." Liu Jiming turned his head and said to Li Mo, then turned to Zhaoming, stooping down expressionlessly to pick him up.

"I'll go by myself!" Zhaoming jumped away with his cane.

"Zhao Ming. Why do you insist on confronting me?" Liu Jiming gritted his teeth and called out his name, then walked over and picked him up, and walked forward regardless of the stunned Li Mo in front of him.