After bankruptcy, I was pampered by the boss

Yi Zongyu sat on the chair in front of the table, pulled Yu Jing to sit on his lap, and kissed his face.

“This room has the widest view, so you won’t feel bored when painting here.”

"It's not much, because I only bought you some things necessary for painting. Tell me if you need anything else, and I'll have someone send it to you later."

Yu Jing was stunned for a long time before he came to his senses, put the cake on the table, and looked at him seriously.

"You are so kind to me, Yi Zongyou."

"Good boy, you're worth it."

Yu Jing's eyes began to turn red, with tears welling up in them. He kept repeating the words as he shook his head.

"you are so kind to me."

No one has ever told him this, told him that he deserves to be treated well by others, and after carefully arranging everything, just say "you deserve it", and his heart will feel soft, as if a pool of honey has been poured into it, and it is sweet.

This feeling became stronger and stronger since I met Yi Zongyu, as if someone deliberately pressed a switch, and my heart was opened little by little, and Yi Zongyu moved in with everything he gave me.

Yi Zongyou wiped away his tears distressedly and coaxed him softly, "Why are you crying?"

"I didn't cry." Yu Jing snuggled into his arms, hugged the man's waist, and said in a muffled and aggrieved voice.

"Yi Zongyou, you are so kind. What should I do if you are no longer around someday?"

"No, there won't be that day."

Yi Zongyu touched his back to comfort him, knowing that he was an extremely insecure person. The moment he got happiness, he already started thinking about what would happen after he lost it.

It seemed that in Yu Jing's eyes, gaining and losing were equally unbearable.

"Baby, don't cry." Yi Zongyou kissed the side of his neck, "I won't leave you."

Yu Jingzhi nodded, "Why are you suddenly setting up a studio for me?"

"It's because you are too busy and have no time to see me." Yi Zongyu rubbed his furry head.

"This way you can paint here at my place, and I can see you anytime I want."

Yu Jing also imitated Yi Zongyu and kissed him on the side of his neck, saying softly:

"okay, I get it."

"Then do you want to reward me with something?" Yi Zongyu showed his identity as a businessman and began to put forward conditions.

Yu Jing pulled away and looked at him, blinking his eyes, very innocently: "What do you want?"

"want you."

Yi Zongyu looked at him, his meaning was very obvious.

The two hadn't seen each other for three days. Even if Yu Jing was slow-witted, he could still understand the meaning of this sentence.

His face quickly turned red, and he lowered his eyes and hesitated for a while, "I haven't finished the cake yet."

“Eat it after you finish cooking.”

Yi Zongyu spoke bluntly, Yu Jing’s face became even hotter, he pushed the man’s arm, his voice was soft.

"Don't tell me."

"What will happen if I tell you?"

How can you be so shameless...

Yu Jing bit his lip, feeling as if he was being roasted by the stove and was about to be cooked.

"Hmm? Answer me." Yi Zongyu's eyes were dark and he patted his hands on his waist.

Can't you just start directly? Yu Jing was lost in thought, pinching the corner of his clothes. You have to ask every time, you have to ask, as if you are the most polite person in the world.

But he didn't know that Yi Zongyu just enjoyed him like this.

After a long while, Yu Jing wrinkled the corner of his clothes, and nodded with a red face: "Okay."

……

There was a hint of confusion in Yi Zongyu's narrow eyes, and there was an irrepressible lust in the depths of his pupils.

He kissed Yu Jing's eyes and eyebrows, then picked him up and walked towards the bathroom.

Yu Jing was soaking in an extra-large bathtub. In a daze, he saw the tattoo on Yi Zongyu's left chest. He blinked and raised his hand to touch it.

The tattoo is a small fish about four centimeters long, with light red lines, located on the upper left chest.

Yu Jing didn't seem to pay much attention to it before, because when he was at home, he was always the one who was stripped naked, and Yi Zongyu was the well-dressed beast.

"what is this?"

Yi Zongyou was bathing him, he lowered his eyes and glanced at him, "It's you."

Yu Jing: "...Oh."

If you believe him, you will be a ghost.

But I was really tired, my eyelids were so heavy that I couldn’t even lift them up, and I definitely wouldn’t have the energy to eat the cake soon.

Ever since Yi Zongyu set up a painting studio at home, Yu Jing has been completely immersed in it. Occasionally, he would go to school to take one or two necessary professional courses, but for now, the matter of the Floating Cloud Cup is more important.

Xu Xiaofan sent me a message two days ago, saying that he had also signed up for the design competition, but he chose the design category.

Yu Jing thought about it and it was right, as it was in line with his major. He sincerely wished Xu Xiaofan a few words and then said nothing more.

His work is basically half finished. It depicts a street under a rainy sky, mulberry trees, benches, simple elements, a slightly bleak style, and the overall tone is gray.

The only bright spot is on the ground, where a small fish is swimming in a low puddle. It is the only dark red color in the entire painting.

The inspiration came from the tattoo on Yi Zongyu's left chest. Thinking of this, Yu Jing stopped writing and thought.

Why does Yi Zongyu have a tattoo?

Tattoos usually have meaning, so what is the purpose of the little fish he tattooed?

Could it be that you have never been in a relationship before, but you have someone you like???

Yu Jing's mind was wandering and he didn't notice that Yi Zongyu was sitting next to him.

"What are you thinking about?"

The man's voice startled him, and Yu Jing shook his head guiltily: "Nothing."

"Did I disturb you?" Yi Zongyu asked, touching his head.

"No, I'm just tired too." Yu Jing consciously snuggled into his arms and asked softly, "What do you want to eat for lunch?"

"I'll take you to Fenghuali."

Yu Jing looked up: "Are you with Xue Feihan and the others?"

"If you mind, I'll take you to open a new box."

"No, no." Yu Jing poked his shoulder and explained, "I just asked in passing. I really like getting along with them."

Yi Zongyou smiled, took his hand and kissed it on his lips.

"Well, I know. Xue Feihan and Ethan said they haven't seen you for a few days and want to have a meal with you."

Yu Jing was very happy with his eyes curved into a smile. It seemed that his friends also liked him very much. It was a very warm feeling.

"Okay, let's go now."

"No more painting?"

Yu Jing shook his head and said, "Let's talk about it after dinner."

Yi Zongyu chose an Aston Martin Victor from the parking space. Yu Jing observed that most of his cars were black and looked dark and heavy.

He held the steering wheel with one hand and held Yu Jing's hand with the other, "Have you taken the driver's license test?"

“I took the test.” Yu Jingzhi nodded, “But I’ve hardly ever driven a car. I feel exactly like a newbie.”

Yi Zongyou hummed, "It's fine as long as you pass the exam."

As soon as he entered the box, Xue Feihan and Ethan came over like two gusts of wind, and swept Yu Jing away from the left and right.

Yi Zongyu and Fu Siyin were smoking on the balcony of the private room. The two of them were leaning against the railing and chatting casually.

"How is the event going?" Yi Zongyu asked.

"Follow the process." Fu Siyin smiled, as if remembering something, "What's the curator's name, Chang something?"

Yi Zongyou: "Chang Ye, what's wrong?"

"It's okay. Are you familiar with him?"

"We have cooperated twice." Yi Zongyu blew out a smoke ring and said slowly, "What do you want to ask?"

Fu Siyin still smiled faintly, "Is he single?"

Yi Zongyou: "Do you think I would know?"

"Okay, I think he's quite interesting."

"Ah."

Yi Zongyu didn't seem to listen much. He looked through the balcony glass at Yu Jing in the box. He had no idea what ideas Xue Feihan was instilling in him. He had a dazed and shocked expression on his face.

.....Fu Siyin had hinted to this extent, and seeing that Yi Zongyou was still indifferent, he had no choice but to say:

"Do you have his WeChat?"

"No, but didn't I give you his phone number last time? Search it."

Fu Siyin clicked his tongue and said, "It's probably set up so it can't be searched."

"That can't be helped." Yi Zongyou put out his cigarette and said, "Go in."

If he doesn’t go in, Yu Jing will be brainwashed by those two scumbags.

Fu Siyin smiled silently and continued smoking.