Little Gods

23

Until Lin Fu walked out of the locker room, Su Qiong's heart was still beating wildly.

"How is it?" Lin Fu adjusted his clothes in front of the full-length mirror.

He has a good figure, good looks, and has an elegant and luxurious temperament. Even if he wears clothes worth tens of dollars, he still looks handsome like a star. In casual clothes, Lin Fu usually hides Lin Fu's beauty under the elegant and dignified suit and shirt. The muscles were faithfully displayed, it was like the standard version of wearing clothes to look thin and fleshy. Suqiong's body was hot, and he hurriedly looked away and praised shyly: "It's so beautiful."

Lin Fu turned around, looked at Su Qiong with a smile, and said, "You look good too."

Su Qiong responded indiscriminately, but the words that Lin Futie whispered in his ear a few minutes ago still echoed in his head - I can hug you after I change my clothes.

...Why don't you hug me? Didn't you just say you want to hug me?

Xiaoqiongshen was thinking about it, but he was too embarrassed to ask, so he couldn't help sneaking eyes at Lin Fu. The more he looked at Lin Fu, the more he liked it, and his heart beat faster and faster.

However, Lin Fu went to the front desk to check out as if nothing had happened, and Su Qiong followed him a little anxiously.

Lin Fu secretly watched Su Qiong playfully. Su Qiong's eyes turned around from time to time, floating around Lin Fu's strong arms and chest, as if he wanted to experience the feeling of being hugged. When Fu turned his head and wanted to look him straight, he swished his head down to look at the ground.

The little thing is so cute, Mr. Lin thought happily.

After paying the bill, the two of them went to the dressing room to change into new clothes. Lin Fu walked out of the clothing store with the shopping bag shoulder to shoulder with Su Qiong.

This is a commercial street, and there are many places to eat nearby.

"What do you want to eat tonight?" Lin Fu asked nonchalantly.

"...I can do it." Su Qiong was a little shy.

"Do you think that one is okay?" Lin Fu raised his hand and pointed to the distance.

Su Qiong honestly looked in the direction of Lin Fu's finger. As soon as he turned his head, his shoulder was pulled back gently, and his body that lost his center of gravity quickly fell into a firm and hot embrace. A short low laugh sounded, and it swept across the back of Suqiong's neck with soft breathing.

"Okay, I'll hug you after changing clothes." Lin Fu wrapped his arms around Su Qiong's slender waist forcefully.

"Hmm, um..." Su Qiong was so nervous that he couldn't speak, his hands hovered in the air for a while in a panic, and finally landed on Lin Fu's wrist.

"It's so cold, can you hug me for a while?" Lin Fu gently rubbed the hair on the top of Su Qiong's head with the tip of his nose, and watched with satisfaction that the two small ears quickly turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Su Qiong swallowed, and whispered: "Okay..."

"Can you feel my heart beating?" Lin Fu said with a smile, "It will be soon."

"No, I didn't feel it..." Su Qiong was at a loss, his mind was almost empty, let alone Lin Fu's heartbeat, he couldn't even feel his own heartbeat, he was so excited that he almost flew back to heaven on the spot .

"Then stick it tighter." Lin Fu's arms tightened a little, "Do you feel it?"

"Still not..."

So Lin Fu hugged him tighter and tighter, and the shopping bag made a rustling sound.

Su Qiong greedily felt the warm and steady touch of Lin Fu's embrace, as well as the beating rhythm of his heart.

If he dislikes revealing his identity in the future...

At least there are still these memories that I can keep thinking about, thinking about it many times, and I will not forget when I think of becoming a poor god or an old poor god.

"I feel it..." Xiaoqiongshen thought, the corners of his mouth curled up in joy and sadness, "Your heartbeat."

"Ah."

"I'm faster than you."

"……Um."

After dinner, Lin Fu rode Suqiong home again.

The two are so romantic that they seem to be filming a 90s literary film...

After seeing off the president's wife, the president rode back to his home on a two-eighth bar, a high-end neighborhood in the city center, gliding gracefully past the horrified eyes of the gatekeepers of the neighborhood, and sprinkled a series of mischievous car bells.

Doorman:...

I don't quite understand you rich people.

24

Early this morning, Lin Fu took Su Qiong to a famous local hotel.

Because Su Qiong insisted on doing a job, and he didn't want to rely on Lin Fu for all the expenses of food, clothing, housing and transportation. Lin Fu felt that instead of letting his little cutie suffer and be wronged outside, it would be better for him to find some leisurely jobs for him. Take turns.

At this time, there was a tall and handsome young man standing at the gate of the hotel. He squinted his eyes and stared at Lin Fu wearing a Metersbonwe, riding a 20-bar and carrying a [-]-year-old man. A clean and handsome boy in his early years followed a Bentley slowly behind him.

man:……

"Morning." Mr. Lin turned over and got out of the car, showing a smile that belonged to the working people...

"Yeah." The man looked at Lin Fu and then at Suqiong with a cold face.

This man's name is Zhang Yuchuan. He is Lin Fu's friend in high school and the owner of this five-star hotel. He called and said he wanted to introduce a temporary waiter to work in the past.

Lin Fu parked his bicycle on the side of the road, walked over and patted Zhang Yuchuan on the shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Our situation is a bit complicated..."

Zhang Yuchuan raised his eyelids, looked at Su Qiong with a very strange look, then suddenly interrupted Lin Fu, saying: "I see."

Lin Fu was worried for a while: "I haven't said anything yet."

Zhang Yuchuan was expressionless: "Needless to say, he can work with me for seven days at most. If he wants to continue working, he will come back every other month or more."

Lin Fu couldn't help but lie on his face: "That's what we decided, he is..."

Zhang Yuchuan interrupted again: "Your future boyfriend."

Lin Fu had long been accustomed to his friend's keen insight like a beast, and said leisurely: "That's right, when you asked the foreman to arrange work for him..."

Zhang Yuchuan understood: "It's enough to do less."

Lin Fu: "You don't even ask me why I let him come..."

Zhang Yuchuan: "Don't ask, you are so noisy."

Mr. Lin was very hurt and silent.

Su Qiong and Xiao Zhang stood aside, watching the godlike conversation between the two in amazement.

Xiao Zhang:  …

Appeared, the legendary No. [-] male who was incompatible with No. [-], and then Mr. Zhang would be involuntarily attracted by our little white flower, and fall in love with him crazily.

However, Mr. Zhang's eyes suddenly fell directly on Xiao Zhang.

Xiao Zhang called out politely: "Mr. Zhang."

It's a pity, you can't beat our Boss Lin, we Boss Lin is the number one male.

Mr. Zhang snorted coldly and stared at Xiao Zhang intently.

Xiao Zhang:  …

Xiaobaihua is next to me, looking at him with playful eyes.

There was a hint of a smile on Mr. Zhang's stern face like an iceberg, and he looked at Xiao Zhang with a hint of playfulness in his eyes.

Xiao Zhang:  …

Fuck, this guy got the wrong script.