After bankruptcy, I was pampered by the boss

Yi Zongyu's voice was slow and firm. Yu Jing pursed his lips as if he was laughing. Then he hooked his arm around the other's neck and kissed Yi Zongyu on the mouth.

"You are so nice, Yi Zongyu." Yu Jing's black eyes were clear and round, and very sincere.

"Well, only for your own good." Yi Zongyou pinched his face, "When is your birthday in December?"

"December 8th." Yu Jing replied, "If you want to buy a gift, can you not buy something so expensive?"

"reason."

Yu Jing seemed a little sad: "I always feel like I owe you too much."

Yi Zongyou pecked him twice on the mouth and said jokingly, "That's it."

Yu Jing was amused by him, and her eyes and eyebrows were shining.

So cute, Yi Zongyu stared at him. Every time Yu Jing smiled, he didn't know why he would feel very comfortable from his heart to his stomach.

When two people are together, they always have endless things to talk about. They talk in a daze until late at night, and no one knows who ends the conversation in the end, or maybe no one ends the conversation because they are both too sleepy to fall asleep.

The preliminary draft selection period for the Young Art Star Competition was half a month in mid-November, which was not a long time. After Yu Jing selected the theme, he stayed in the school's studio.

The choice of the theme was closely related to Yi Zongyou. When he was still struggling to make a decision, Yi Zongyou looked at the rain outside the window and said:

"Just use rain as the main element, and the others can be used as supplementary elements to complement it."

The continuous rain in late autumn gave Yu Jing some inspiration. He was overjoyed and rewarded Yi Zongyu with a kiss, then decided on the theme.

Ding--

The cell phone rang. Yu Jing wiped the paint off his hands and picked it up to look at it.

Yi Zongyou's message: "Little painter, you still don't have time to come to my place?"

Because time is tight, it would definitely not be possible to run back and forth between school and Fenghua Yuefu.

So Yu Jing didn't go to his house last week. Occasionally, Yi Zongyu would pick him up for a meal and then send him back. It was always more convenient at school.

But he felt that he owed Yi Zongyu a lot, so he replied cautiously:

"I guess... I don't have time. I will compensate you after the primary election is over?`???'?"

In order to show his comfort, he even added a cute little expression at the end.

Yi Zongyou: "Just come for one day and keep me company."

With just this sentence, Yu Jing could already imagine Yi Zongyu holding his phone across the screen, waiting for his arrival miserably, and typing tearfully:

"Just come for one day...stay with me..."

In an instant, a strange and inexplicable sense of responsibility arose in his heart.

"Okay! Pick me up at six in the evening."

So the young master parked his car at the school gate at five o'clock and began to wait "miserably".

Yu Jing went back to the dormitory early to take a shower and change clothes. There was no one in the dormitory as everyone was busy with the Floating Cloud Cup competition.

He picked out a dark brown denim patchwork jacket and wore a white sweatshirt underneath it. His pants and shoes were also newly bought by Yi Zongyu.

I put on my schoolbag and gave a thumbs up in the mirror. Not bad.

Yu Jing trotted along the way and saw Yi Zongyou standing and waiting by the car from a distance.

She quickened her pace and threw herself into Yi Zongyu's arms. The man's overwhelming cool breath came over her. Yu Jing took a breath and felt very relieved.

"You're so busy, little painter. It's not easy to see you."

Yi Zongyu touched his head and opened the car door for him.

Yu Jing narrowed his eyes and smiled, "We don't have enough time. I'm sorry to have wronged you."

"Why are you wearing your seat belt so early?" Yi Zongyu looked at him, "Unfasten it."

"Ah? Oh oh."

Yu Jing untied him stupidly, and then was dragged over by Yi Zongyu and kissed by him, passionately and patiently, inch by inch.

His breathing had been unstable since he had been jogging all the way here, so he had to try to breathe through his mouth. However, Yi Zongyu blocked his mouth, as if he wanted to make him unable to breathe.

The blush climbed up from his earlobe to his cheek. Yu Jing leaned on Yi Zongyu's shoulder to rest. The man's warm palm reached under his hem and stopped at his lower abdomen.

Because I just took a shower, my hands feel softer and smoother.

"Why... do you always like to touch my belly?" Yu Jing asked with an unstable breath while taking a breath.

Yi Zongyu turned his head and kissed his earlobe, his voice full of emotion.

"Feel you and see if you are pregnant with my baby."

Yu Jing's face suddenly burned up. What baby?! What was this person talking about? It was so embarrassing.

"Pervert." He accused the other person in a low voice.

Yi Zongyu chuckled a few times, his hot palm still pressed against his lower abdomen.

"Well, then, do you want to give birth to a baby for a pervert?"

Yu Jing's face turned even redder. He gently twisted Yi Zongyu's arm and said fiercely, "Don't talk nonsense."

"Okay." Yi Zongyou smiled, "You are my only baby anyway."

Yu Jing was dizzy with his sweet words and kissed him again in a daze.

In the evening, Yi Zongyu took him to eat Japanese food. When they came back, he bought two lemon vanilla cakes because Yu Jing said the taste was delicious.

As soon as he got home, Yu Jing couldn't help but start to unwrap the cake. He held the box in his hand, scooped a large spoonful and put it into his mouth, and the cream cheese mixed with the cake base melted.

So happy, so happy to eat dessert, Yu Jing squinted his eyes and tasted it.

"Come here." Yi Zongyu changed his clothes and patted his head.

"Oh, okay."

Yu Jing followed him with the cake in his hand and walked towards the guest room. What was he going to do in the guest room?

Are we going to have to sleep in separate rooms?

When they reached the door, Yi Zongyou stopped and said to him, "Open the door."

Yu Jing inserted the spoon into the cake, freed one hand and slowly turned the doorknob, and Yi Zongyu reached out and turned on the light.

The scene in front of him stunned Yu Jing. He stood blankly at the door and wanted to lift his feet, but he couldn't.

"Do you like it?" Yi Zongyu patted his waist and looked at him with a smile.

The guest room is very large and has been completely converted into a studio. There are wooden tables and chairs in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, and to the right is a whole row of bookshelves.

Except for some books that Yu Jing likes to read, the rest are books about painting.

There is a large potted fir plant next to the bookshelf. It looks like it doesn't need much water to survive, which is very suitable for a single-minded person like Yu Jing.

There is also a sofa bed thoughtfully placed in the room, with a coffee machine next to it, but Yu Jing doesn't drink coffee.

There is only one possibility, and that is to make it convenient for Yi Zongyou to be alone with him here.

"Are you stupid?" Yi Zongyou held the back of his neck. "Come on, take a closer look. If you are not satisfied with anything, I will ask someone to fix it."

Yu Jing was pushed forward by him in a daze. When he got closer to the tables and chairs, he could see that the equipment on them was very complete.

In addition to paints, easels and other common necessities, there is also a large three-dimensional floor lamp next to it, which is suitable for painting at night.

There are two small table lamps on the corners of the table. The light is very pleasing to the eyes and is used for reading.