Dangerous old Gong spoils me too much

Wen Shichu's face became paler, and the dim light in the car hid the expression in his eyes from resistance to compromise.

Qi Xiao said on the surface that he was giving him a choice, but in fact, he had already become a commodity in a vending machine, and he had no choice at all.

The person who bought him dropped a coin, and he could only obediently roll from the shelf to the buyer's hand, and finally smiled and said thank you for your patronage, and I will do it next time.

"Okay." With a thorn stuck in Wen Shichu's throat, he raised his head with a polite and mechanical smile: "I'll ask Boss Qi to take care of me in the future."

Thin fingers tried to open the door to get out of the car, and with a "crack", the car was suddenly locked from the inside.

"???" Before Wen Shichu could figure out what Qi Xiao was going to do, a delicate black paper bag suddenly appeared on his lap.

"After eating, get out of the car." Qi Xiao's tone could not be refused.

Outside the car, the sanitation worker picked up the boxed lunch that had only eaten a few mouthfuls and threw it into the garbage truck.

Wen Shichu was confused, but he obediently opened the paper bag.

A cup of still warm milk tea reveals purple and white taro balls, with a layer of Oreo crumbs floating on top.

A box of lotus cakes.

There is also a box of pumpkin glutinous rice cakes that look very appetizing.

Wen Shichu looked at the man next to him suspiciously, saw that his brows were furrowed, and looked impatient, so he quickly opened the pastry box and ate with his head down.

A faint sweet fragrance wafts through the small interior space of the car. The young man is very quiet when eating, but he can still occasionally hear the sound of teeth grinding similar to that of a hamster.

The pink crumbs of the lotus cake stained the corners of the mouth, dotted on Wen Shichubai to transparent cheeks, like a powdery cinnabar mole.

Qi Xiao's breathing was slightly disturbed.

In my mind, unconsciously, I remembered the first meeting in London four years ago.

It was just a simple lunch on a cruise ship, but the teenager sitting opposite suddenly reached out and handed him a stack of tissues, and carefully drove away the bugs on his face.

【Sorry sir, I don’t intend to offend you, but if this winged worm bites you, your face will become inflamed and pus-filled, so I had to drive it away while you were not paying attention. 】

The teenager smiled cleanly, like a firefly glowing in the dark.The young man was shy from his penetrating gaze, and finally his eyes turned red and he began to cry.

……

Withdrawing his thoughts, the boy in his memory overlapped with Wen Shichu in front of him, but everything had changed.

"Seduce me?" Qi Xiao stretched out his hand, and roughly wiped off the crumbs from the corner of Wen Shichu's mouth.

Wen Shichu stopped chewing, a little surprised.

He just ate something, how could it be a seduction?

There were still two pieces of lotus flower cakes and half of the pumpkin glutinous rice cake left in the box. Wen Shichu carefully covered the box and tied the seal with a rope.

He didn't even move the cup of milk tea that was delicious at first glance.

Ruan Ruan likes to eat sweets, this cup of milk tea should be liked by the little guy.

"Boss Qi, I've finished eating, can I get out of the car now?"

"I don't want your body to be dirty when I fuck you tomorrow, so you have to come with me today and wash your body clean."

Qi Xiao snapped his fingers, and the car started quickly.

Wen Shichu knew that resistance was useless, so he simply obediently leaned against the car window by himself.

The young man had been carrying heavy objects all morning, his not-so-sturdy body relaxed at this moment, and was soon swept away by drowsiness.

After an unknown amount of time, when the car stopped, Wen Shichu's forehead hit the glass window due to inertia, and he woke up.

Wen Shichu rubbed his eyes and stood up, the suit jacket he was wearing slipped off and fell to the ground.

Beside him, Qi Xiao only wore a black shirt.