Little Gods

20

"Try to get along... What do you mean?" Su Qiong's heart was beating like a drum, he raised his eyes and glanced at Lin Fu, and as soon as he came into contact with the other's fiery eyes, he quickly lowered his eyes and stared at his down jacket sleeves as if burned by fire. , the polished cuffs are still stained with white ash from working on the construction site, looking pitiful.

Lin Fu pressed the car window on Suqiong's side with one hand, and held Suqiong's seat with the other, confining him in a small area, getting closer and saying, "Just be with me, do you understand? "

"I understand," fine beads of sweat oozed from Su Qiong's forehead, and he tried to hide behind, almost putting himself in the car seat, "but..."

I am a poor god.

Those who will only make people poor, bring people all kinds of bad luck, every family will be kicked out on the sixth day of the first lunar month, poor gods that everyone doesn't like...

Will he be scared away if the truth is told?Su Qiong didn't dare to think about it anymore, he lowered his head and rubbed the corner of his clothes sadly, it was the first time in his life that he disliked his identity as a poor god so much.

It would be nice if he was a little golden God of Wealth, then Lin Fu would definitely like him more.

Lin Fu said with a hint of haste: "But what?"

"I don't want it anymore..." Su Qiong was silent for a long time, and finally refused in a soft voice. The face of the little slap turned red and then turned white, and the ten toes moved uneasily in the thinly worn shoes. Moving back and forth, the cloth top was almost leaking.

"...It's okay." Lin Fukuan, who was ruthlessly rejected, smiled kindly, stretched out his hand and rubbed his thumb on Su Qiong's face, and wiped off a small piece of white ash stuck there, "I was too impulsive ...you don't like men, do you?"

"No," Su Qiong shook his head listlessly.

Lin Fu smiled bitterly: "Then you don't like me?"

"No!" Su Qiong raised his head and hurriedly explained, "I just don't think I'm good enough for you. I'm poor and unlucky, and I'm going to hurt others. You can't even own your own car when you're with me. Open, and my identity..."

"Stop talking," Lin Fu pressed Su Qiong's mouth with his index finger. The two soft, rosy lips were slightly cold, like flower petals. "Those are not important."

Su Qiong's eyes were bright.

Lin Fu adjusted his mood and said, "At least promise me that I will take care of you in the future. As for the rest, let's take our time."

Just as Su Qiong was about to speak, Lin Fu pressed another finger on his lips, raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't refuse, and don't say thank you."

"Hmm..." Su Qiong pursed his lips and answered softly.

"Good boy." Lin Fu breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that at this moment, he finally looked like a domineering president...

However, at this touching moment, a big black jeep suddenly drove slowly from behind and parked side by side with Lin Fu's car.

Lin Fu: ...

The window of the jeep lowered slowly, and Xiao Zhang confirmed to Lin Fu inside: "Boss Lin, this car is also broken?"

"It's not broken." Lin Fu glared at him quickly, ready to fire and leave.

However, soon, Lin Fu found painfully that this second-hand Chery QQ could not start.

The second-hand engine let out a feeble growl, and then fell silent.

Lin Fu tossed and tossed for another minute in disbelief, and soon the engine didn't even squeak, and it was completely scrapped.

Unfortunately, Lin Fu and Su Qiong abandoned the car again.

Su Qiong stood on the side of the road with a sad face, looking at that cute car guiltily.

"Don't worry, I have second-hand ready." Lin Fu snapped his fingers handsomely, Xiao Zhang jumped out of the jeep, opened the trunk, pulled out a [-]-bike bicycle from inside, and put it on the ground.

"Mr. Lin, please." Xiao Zhang stretched out his hand gracefully.

Lin Fu laughed at himself, stepped on the bicycle with his long legs, patted the big bar in front of him smartly, hooked his fingers to Su Qiong and said, "Come on, get on the bike."

21

Handsome, young and promising domineering president, finally reduced to the point of riding a bicycle to carry people.

Su Qiong sat in front of Lin Fu.

Although he had worked hard all day and was sweating all over, when the bike was riding and the breeze was blowing backwards, Lin Fu still smelled a breath of fresh forest like after rain.

Lin Fu coughed. Anyway, what he said just now was clear, and he didn't intend to hide his thoughts anymore, so he pushed his chest forward schemingly, and pressed it against Su Qiong's back.

Before flirting with Dafa, the chest is attached to the back, and the body is in contact with the invisible...

But after Su Qiong noticed the solid touch coming from behind him, he immediately moved forward and separated from Lin Fu.

Unwillingly, Lin Fu stuck to him again, so Su Qiong had no choice but to lean forward and keep a distance from Lin Fu.

"Can you step back a little bit?" Su Qiong said apologetically.

"Oh, good." Lin Fu straightened his back heartbroken, feeling like a tram pervert who attempted to moles him...

"Your clothes must be very expensive," Su Qiong explained tirelessly, "If I touch them, they will open the thread."

Lin Fu imagined that when he was walking on the street, the thread of his clothes suddenly snapped, the sleeves of his shirt fell off and turned into a hurdle vest, and the seam of his trousers split and turned into a cheongsam. keep distance.

While riding, there was a section of road in front of which was being repaired, and the road was full of small gravels. Lin Fu immediately reminded: "The front section is bumpy, you should hold the handlebars with both hands."

"Okay." Suqiong obediently supported the handlebars with both hands.

Lin Fu managed to let out a low laugh, and immediately covered Su Qiong's hands with his own.

"Oh..." Suqiong called softly.

"I'll sing for you." Lin Fu changed the subject very cunningly, and before Su Qiong agreed, he pressed Su Qiong's hand firmly and hummed, "I want to hold your hand like this and not let go, love can I can't be pure and sad forever, I want to take you on a bicycle..."

The sky at sunset, one side is gradually rendered by indigo, lavender, orange, pink and many indescribable colors, as gorgeous as a layered tapestry, while the stars and the half-faced moon have been impatiently coming from the other side. The side shows a vague shape.

The gentle singing was carried away by the evening wind, this scene was as pure and beautiful as campus love, time seemed to have frozen...

And Xiao Zhang, the assistant who knows how to create momentum for the president, is driving a domineering off-road jeep to escort President Lin...

The off-road jeep followed the [-]th bar for a while, kept pace with the [-]th bar for a while, and accidentally overtook the [-]th bar and drove in front of Mr. Lin without stopping the accelerator, causing Mr. Lin and Mrs. Lin to breathe exhaust gas.

Mr. Lin, who was intoxicated in a beautiful love affair, was choked awake by a mouthful of strong exhaust gas: ...

Xiao Zhang hurriedly slowed down the speed of the car, a car speeding past, the driver poked his head out and yelled at Xiao Zhang: "Why are you driving!"

Xiao Zhang:  …

You even dare to shout at Mr. Lin's assistant?It's a pity that Mr. Lin won't notice you anymore.

Lin Fu had a headache, waved his hands at Xiao Zhang and said, "Go back first, I don't need a car today."

Xiao Zhang: "Alright Mr. Lin, goodbye Mr. Lin."

Tsk, that's all I can see in today's "Overbearing President Falls in Love with Little White Flower".

22

Lin Fu drove Su Qiong to the commercial street, and bought clothes for Su Qiong at a casual brand clothing store known for its affordable prices.

Although Lin Fu wished to buy the whole store for Su Qiong, Su Qiong only chose two sets of clothes and shoes.

"Isn't it better to buy some more and change them?" Lin Fu suggested, "This store is very cheap and won't break."

Su Qiong shook his head, his dimples were clean and cute when he smiled: "It's enough to have a change of clothes, even if it's cheap, I can't have too many."

Lin Fu sighed distressedly, and asked while picking out clothes, "Do you know why you became like this?"

Su Qiong said vaguely: "Well, I don't really know..."

Lin Fu frowned, his expression slightly serious: "Could it be that he was entangled by something bad?"

"Uh..." Suqiong's face turned pale, and the new clothes in his arms almost fell to the ground.

"I'll find someone who understands it for you some other day." Lin Fu stroked Su Qiong's limp hair and said in relief.

Xiaoqiongshen became unhappy, rubbed his feet against the ground, lowered his head and hummed perfunctorily.

I am that "bad thing" myself...

Lin Fu had no idea that he had made Su Qiong sad inadvertently, so he took a top, a coat and a pair of trousers from the display rack, and said, "Wait for me here, I'll try it on."

"Okay..." Su Qiong was absent-minded in a daze.

Lin Fu looked at him for a few seconds, then suddenly leaned into his ear and whispered, "I can hug you after changing clothes."