nurturing relationship

Qin Bao couldn't sleep well when he was hugged by Mr. Wang. He felt hot in the middle of the night, throwing up the quilt and kicking people.

In a daze, he kicked Mr. Wang out of the bed.

The sound of the man hitting the ground made him wake up suddenly. When he sat up on the bed, he saw Mr. Wang sitting on the ground, rubbing his back, and taking a deep breath. From his gloomy face, he could see that he was in pain, and he yelled in a low voice. , the voice was weak, the pain was so painful that he didn't even have the energy to lose his temper: "Qin Bao..."

Mr. Wang took out the culprit from his tailbone, a belt, and he just fell on the metal buckle.

If it were him, he would never make this mistake. Wang is always a person with such a serious obsessive-compulsive disorder that he would arrange his clothes properly before going to bed.

It's just that yesterday's passion came suddenly, and...

Qin Bao took the initiative to help take off the pants!

The scene is vivid in his memory. Mr. Wang remembered that when he saw Qin Bao handsomely pulling out each other's belts and throwing them on the ground, he hesitated for a second whether to put them away.

But soon the two kissed inseparably again, and he forgot about it.

After going from the sofa to the bed, he picked up Qin Bao, and when he landed, he knew that the belts were nearby, and he didn't realize for a moment that he had to pick them up and put them away.

In this way, the culprit was brewing until late at night... or he himself suffered.

With 1 remorse in his heart, Mr. Wang smashed the pimp against the corner. He was so hurt that he couldn't get up, so he reached out to Qin Bao for help.

Qin Bao was still sitting on the bed and had no place to support him. He pulled Mr. Wang up a certain distance from the ground and couldn't pull him anymore.

"Ah!" Boss Wang really couldn't help shouting out this time, lowered his voice, endured the pain, and tightly grabbed Qin Bao's arm with his fingers, pinching to vent his anger, making Qin Bao also suffer from pain Shouting, "Wang, Mr. Wang... Pain, pain, pain..."

Mr. Wang didn't let go, gritted his teeth and pulled out the other belt he was sitting on, and threw it to the corner.

Looking up at Qin Bao again, the desire to torture the other party was rekindled, but now he felt that he was extremely weak, so he wanted to keep this account for later.

Qin Bao got out of bed to help him.

Helped him to lie down on the bed, and went to find the medicinal wine. He sat on Mr. Wang's lap, pulled down his pants, and saw that there were bruises and purple patches on it. When he touched Mr. Wang lightly, he would gasp, and asked him about the pain in his bones. If it doesn't hurt, Mr. Wang will say it hurts.

Thinking about it, it was indeed a bad fall.

Qin Bao looked a little bit sad, and subconsciously wanted to apologize, but he thought that Mr. Wang's eyes had darkened just now, and he knew that this man wanted to blame him. With this cheapskate's temper, his ass might also bloom.

Qin Bao wiped the medicinal wine on the palms of his hands and rubbed them to warm them up. He patted his palms, ready.Facing the bruised area and preparing to rub it, he issued a statement: "Don't blame me for this matter."

Mr. Wang paused, "The belt you threw...you kicked me down..."

"The belt was an accident, who knew you would sit until..." Qin Bao muttered, but... the kicking... seems to be really my responsibility.

But how could Qin Bao recognize it? If he didn't recognize it or not, it would be over if he recognized it.

So he put the responsibility on Mr. Wang himself, "You hugged me so tightly, I couldn't breathe, why don't you push me and tell you."

"No, you kicked it down with your feet." Boss Wang said innocently and aggrievedly, and turned over slightly, lifted his shirt, and touched his abdomen, "Touch it, although you can't see the footprints, but... "

He pulled Qin Bao's hand over, stuck it to his stomach, sucked his stomach slightly, and complained recklessly: "It's all sunk, look how hard you kicked."

Qin Bao couldn't help laughing, he pulled back his hand and patted his stomach, and pushed the man back to the original position, "It doesn't hurt anymore? Still making trouble."

President Wang leaned back again, resting his head on his arm, letting Qin Bao continue to rub, and looking forward lightly, feeling that this scene was too familiar, he couldn't help but secretly smiled again.

In fact, he didn't have a temper this time, and it was rare for him to hurt himself once, and he seemed to be a little sober.

Life in college is drowsy, even if it hurts a bit, it feels more real.

He didn't mean to blame Qin Bao, he sighed deeply, he just wondered why he could live such a tossed and rich life since he met this kid.

He laughed again, and couldn't help shouting: "Qin Bao."

Qin Bao was busy, pinching Mr. Wang's butt in a straight-forward way, doing all kinds of kneading, all kinds of force, all kinds of play, and he didn't need to be blamed.

It is said that the bruises on those two places were rubbed with medicinal wine, and maybe he would rub a few more scars.

When Mr. Wang called him, he was a little impatient, "What are you doing?"

Mr. Wang didn't care about his tone, he was only in his good mood, "It's nothing, I just want to call you."

Qin Bao wanted to reply disgustingly, you are crazy, but he was stunned, and asked suspiciously, "Why did you call me..."

He felt like he had guessed something, and asked with a smirk, "Are you comfortable?"

He was sitting on Mr. Wang. Mr. Wang is still injured. His heart is full of conquest, and the other party's ass is still in his hands, so he is even more arrogant. It's nice to hear a crisp sound.

Mr. Wang's good mood was completely ruined again.

Sure enough, if he didn't pay attention to this kid, he would open a dyeing workshop again.

He could only pretend to be fierce to suppress him, "I can't teach you a lesson now, it looks like I'm going to send someone..." As he said that, he was about to get his phone, when Qin Bao realized that he was wrong, touched his butt, and comforted him: " I was wrong, wrong, no kidding..."

Every time I admit my mistake very quickly, but I never change it.

Mr. Wang felt tired, so he didn't want to talk to him anymore, and ordered, "Don't rub it, come down."

Qin Bao got off him obediently and put the medicine back.

Mr. Wang was lying on the bed, staring at him with vacant eyes, his tone had to sink, and he ordered, "Clean up the things on the ground."

Qin Bao actually didn't want to do it lazily, he just wanted to go back to sleep, but Mr. Wang's eyes were scary, so he had to do it.

Mr. Wang sighed deeply again, seeing Qin Bao like this, he couldn't express how he felt, "Why can't you be really good..."

Qin Bao smiled wryly when he heard that, thinking that he was beaten by his father since he was a child, and the more he was beaten, the more he became tougher, and he was not afraid of anything, and cried several female teachers in anger.

It is still too difficult to ask him to be good.

He is also not happy, if Mr. Wang wants to be a good boy, find a good student to bully him, they don't listen to him in everything, why do you have to find him.

I protested in my heart, what's wrong... I have to be willing to be a pet, wagging my tail at you?Hmph, I think it's beautiful, but I don't.

Thinking that Mr. Wang can only make him obedient in action, but can't make him obedient from the bottom of his heart, he feels that he has some self-esteem at least, and feels much better.

He folded the clothes and put them on the bed, and Mr. Wang said, "I've worn them today, take them to wash."

He had no choice but to take his clothes to the bathroom again, thinking that there would probably be a lot of housework when he woke up tomorrow... and sighed for himself.

He rolled up the belt and put it away in the closet, kicked the socks into the bathroom, and arranged the shoes.The room seemed tidy again. He stood in front of Mr. Wang and asked, "Then... can I go to bed now?"

He felt that he was wronged as a roommate, and he even had to get consent before sleeping.Thinking about being forced to accept Mr. Wang's overlord logic, I really wanted to lift the quilt and fight with the other party, and warned Mr. Wang that although you are the boss!You can command many people!But can't order me!

Because brother I am not your slave and pet!

However, it was limited to the delusions in his head. Under Mr. Wang's gaze, he still didn't dare to do anything. Only when he saw Mr. Wang nodding his head did he dare to go to bed.

Sure enough, Mr. Wang pinned him down as soon as he turned over, and was hugged into his arms again.