After bankruptcy, I was pampered by the boss

Although he said he would not go to the company, Yi Zongyu still had someone deliver a laptop and documents in the afternoon.

Yu Jing was curled up on the sofa, concentrating on drawing. Yi Zongyu was doing some work beside him, and then he propped up his head and looked at Yu Jing.

"Yu Jing." Yi Zongyu looked at his serious face and asked, "How much for one draft?"

Yu Jing poked his chin with a capacitive stylus and thought for a while.

"Not necessarily, but my quotes are usually between ninety and two thousand."

"What about the one you're drawing now?"

"Eight hundred."

Yi Zongyu reached out and pinched his earlobe again, which felt very soft.

"Short of money?"

Yu Jing was stunned for a moment, and looked at Yi Zongyu with some resentment.

"What do you think, creditor?"

Yi Zongyu raised his eyebrows and smiled, seeming to be very interested in this title. He moved closer to Yu Jing and looked at him.

"What did you call me?"

Yu Jing was a little confused and repeated, "Creditor."

Yi Zongyu couldn't help laughing, his eyes and brows were very charming with a smile, and he rubbed Yu Jing's head.

"Well, call me that from now on."

"No." Yu Jing blushed and refused, "This is so weird."

"What's so strange about that?" Yi Zongyu asked knowingly.

"..." The little robot stammered again and fell into a state of shutdown, its face becoming increasingly hot.

"Okay." Yi Zongyou stopped teasing him, "Continue painting, little painter."

Yu Jing nodded blankly and continued to draw the lines with the capacitive pen.

Yi Zongyu took a look and saw that they seemed to be two ancient anime characters. Yu Jing, who was painting seriously, had gentle and firm eyes, as if he was really immersed in another world of art.

The air around him was soft and Yi Zongyu felt a little hot. He stared at Yu Jing's white coat for a while, then took out his cell phone and contacted the head of a custom clothing brand.

“Does your store have any new winter styles this year?”

The reply came quickly: "A week later, Mr. Yi, do you want to make a reservation in advance, or make a private reservation?"

Yi Zongyou: "Send me the model pictures."

The other party quickly sent out several types of winter clothes for pre-order. The designs of the clothes were all very good. Yi Zongyu reserved three of them and was told to pick them up next week.

The person in charge replied to the message with a smile and said yes.

Then, for the rest of the time, Yu Jing stayed on the sofa and drew, while Yi Zongyu watched him, just watching intently and doing nothing else.

It was almost six o'clock in the evening. Yi Zongyu looked at his watch and patted the little robot's head.

"I'll make whatever you want for dinner."

Yu Jing rubbed his eyes and seemed a little tired. He turned off the tablet and said, "I'm fine. I'm so sleepy."

"Go to sleep if you're tired." Yi Zongyou kissed the corner of his mouth, "I'll call you when dinner is ready."

"Well, where shall I sleep?"

Yi Zongyu simply picked him up sideways. Yu Jing was startled and quickly hugged his neck. The two of them were very close to each other, and he could hear the sound of his heartbeat in his chest.

"Go to sleep in my bed."

Yi Zongyou weighed him and said, "Why is it so light? Where did you eat?"

Yu Jing bit his lower lip a little embarrassedly and said nothing. Then he was held and stuffed into Yi Zongyu's soft quilt.

"Go to sleep. If you're scared, I'll turn on a small light for you?"

Yu Jing shook his head. He was already an adult, but he was still afraid of sleeping alone. What was Yi Zongyu thinking?

Yi Zongyu pecked him on the lips again, closed the door and went out.

Why were his quilt and bed so soft? Yu Jing sank into them, thinking that they were much more comfortable than the bed in the dormitory. There was also a faint scent of soap, which made him sleepy like a hypnotic.

Within two minutes he fell into a drowsy sleep and in his dream he returned to his childhood.

Mom took little Yu Jing to the suburbs to fly a kite. The sky was quiet and the white clouds were soft. He was an outsider this time and watched from afar his childhood self with the most innocent smile on his face.

What I held in my hands at that time was not the kite string, but hope and freedom.

An hour later, Yi Zongyu went to the room to wake Yu Jing up for dinner. The person on the bed was curled up in the quilt, sleeping soundly with almost his entire face covered.

Yi Zongyu gently pushed his shoulder, trying to wake him up.

"Yu Jing, get up and eat."

The person on the bed frowned in dissatisfaction, slapped his hand away, turned over and continued to sleep.

"......" Yi Zongyu came closer and called him, "You don't want to eat?"

Yu Jing was sleeping soundly with even breathing, but he still answered subconsciously and drowsily with a "hmm".

Yi Zongyu's eyes swept over his lean waist. Because he turned over, the goose yellow shirt rolled up a bit, revealing two deep dimples on his waist.

He felt inexplicably hot, and thinking of the soft touch on Yu Jing's waist that night, he couldn't help but reach out and touch it.

Well, it still feels great.

The little robot's activation plan failed, so Yi Zongyu had to lie down as well. The warm big hands covered his waist, stroking it from time to time.

I always feel like I'm taking advantage of others, but so what.

Thinking of this, he felt at ease touching Yu Jing all over, and found that everything was soft.

He couldn't help but kiss Yu Jing's mouth again, and he pressed his lips against hers very gently, then closed his eyes.

Yu Jing was a little confused when he woke up again. The room was too dark and he even took a moment to react to where he was.

He wanted to turn over but found himself being held tightly by someone. He rubbed his eyes in confusion.

"Finally woke up." Yi Zongyu said in a low voice, "I slept well."

"Oh my god." Yu Jing's heart tightened, "What time is it?"

Yi Zongyou hugged him and didn't move, "I don't know."

Yu Jing broke free from his arms, hurried out of the bedroom, and was stunned when he saw the clock in the living room.

It's eleven thirty...

I slept for so long, but that bastard Yi Zongyu didn't even call me. Now I am really ruined in the eyes of the other three people in the dormitory.

Yu Jing was like a little rabbit with its fur standing on end. He turned on the light on the bedroom wall. The sudden light made both of them close their eyes.

"Why didn't you call me?"

The little robot had a bad temper. Yi Zongyu glared at him while lying on the bed and began to talk nonsense in a faint voice.

"You were dreaming, and I couldn't wake you up. You kept holding my arm and wouldn't let go. It was hard for me to handle it."

"...real?"

Well, this little robot isn't very smart.

Yi Zongyou nodded, "I have no reason to lie to you."

Yu Jing bit his lip in annoyance. It would be better not to go back to the dormitory now. The righteous spit of the other three people would surely drown him.

"Ok."

Seeing his bitter look, Yi Zongyu curled the corners of his mouth, walked over, took his hand and squeezed it.

"So, are you going back to school?"

"Let's not go back. It's too late." Yu Jing sniffed, "I should have set a few alarms earlier."

Yi Zongyou said: "Are you blaming me? I was just tired from cooking, so I took a nap."

Yu Jing shook his head and blinked his eyes obediently.

"No, don't think too much, let's eat."

The food was cold, so Yi Zongyu heated it up again and the two of them sat at the dining table to eat.

Fish-flavored eggplant, cumin potatoes, and a dish of crystal shrimp all look very appetizing.

As soon as Yu Jing started eating, all his worries were thrown behind him. He stuffed his mouth full and tried hard to taste every dish.

"Is it tasty?"

Yi Zongyu poured him a cup of yogurt.

"It's delicious." Yu Jing was very sincere, "Really."

Before Yi Zongyu could say anything else, Yu Jing's cell phone rang.