strayed into the world

"Master, here we are."

The subordinate's voice brought Qing Qing's serious thoughts back to reality.Lying in front of the window and looking at the magnificent and gorgeous buildings outside, there are some English words he doesn't understand at the door, and he can't see the top when he looks up.Qing Che wanted to see clearly, her whole body was about to lean against the car window, with novelty set in her glass bead-like eyes, she didn't even notice that someone was walking towards the car door.

The line of sight was suddenly blocked, and Qing Che was still trying to count how many floors there were, when suddenly the car door was opened from the outside——

"Ah!" Unexpectedly, Qing Che suddenly lost his support and moved straight forward. Seeing that he was about to be in close contact with the ground, a pair of strong arms picked him up like a pair of pincers, and his nose hit the dark 'wall' , Pantothenic acid in his nose hurts.

"Hmm~"

"Fool."

As the deep voice sounded, the chin was raised, and he looked up at the pair of deep silver eyes, with a slight smile, the man looked at himself like a naughty child at this moment, gloating at his own misfortune.Qing Che's face was blushing, and his heart skipped a beat. There must be something wrong with his heart this day, otherwise why would it keep beating continuously.

"What? I was surprised and didn't know how to get out of the car?"

Only then did Qing Che realize that she was still holding on to his sleeve, so she quickly withdrew her hand, got out of the car, and followed Quan Ce.

The man walked in front, leaving him with a tall and straight back.At this moment, the distance between them was so far away that everyone saluted him when they saw him.The man with 'Executive Manager' on his chest respectfully asks him

"President Quan, why don't you come in person? You just need to tell us that we will send it to your house."

"I don't know the size." Quan Ce replied concisely.

The manager knew that Quan Ce had always been cold-spoken, so he could only infer what he meant from his words. He looked at the young man behind him who was being supported by his subordinates, and understood,

"The general manager is buying clothes for your friend today?"

"No." Quan Ce was dissatisfied with this title, curled his lips, and corrected his wording, "It's my cat."

The manager froze for a moment, then nodded knowingly.Quan Ce's interest has always been the topic of gossip magazines, and even his sexuality has always been a mystery.It was rare to see him bring someone to buy clothes in person, he was still a beautiful boy, his timid eyes were pitiful, and his fair skin showed a weak and sickly state.People can't help but wonder about his relationship with Quan Ce, but they dare not go beyond it.

Quan Ce didn't have the time to figure out what the manager was thinking. Now his mind is full of thinking about buying suitable clothes for Xia Qingche.Are you taking him to your favorite store?Or let him choose? ...Forget it, he will come in person.

"The newest, the most expensive, and the best." It fully fits the "three most" of the social leadership, Quan Ce paused, and added, "The one that suits him."

The manager looked at Qingche and smiled flatteringly, "President Quan is just joking, just like this, she looks good in anything she wears."

Quan Ce is willing to accept this flattery that is half flattering and half truthful.Looking back at Xia Qingche, the trembling look is clumsy and cute, even if there are no gorgeous decorations, no rouge and gouache gold, and weak and sickly cheeks, it is the most beautiful scenery here.Since just now, many eyes have gathered because of him, but he didn't know it, and looked at the strange place innocently and blankly, as if the world in front of him was a fairy tale.went to him and asked him,

"Do you like it?"

When asked suddenly, Qing Che looked up at the handsome man in front of him, shook his head, his complicated but simple eyes drooped slightly.

Quan Ce's frivolous eyebrows showed a sneer of evil spirit,

"Is it in the eyes of your young master?"

Just three years ago, Xia Qingche was the young master who was born with a golden key in his mouth.Every season, a tailor personally tailors the clothes, so he doesn't need to worry about the style, it's the best anyway.

Hearing the cynicism in Quan Ce's tone, Qing Che shook his head like a rattle, trying to defend himself,

"No, it's not. I'm not... just, I don't know..."

He didn't know what he was talking about at all, and he would double laugh at anything he said.Qing Che just felt like a complete fool, her cheeks were so hot, she simply closed her mouth, bit her lip and didn't say a word.

He should have gotten used to Xia Qingche's submissiveness and timidity long ago, this was exactly the result he wanted.However, at this moment, Quan Ce doesn't like to see sensitive and inferior children in front of everyone, although he still can't fully understand this kind of complicated and low-level emotions.Holding his right hand, the cool temperature spread from the palm, and when others saw this, they automatically retreated to the sides to make way.

"Think about it if you don't know." After that, Quan Ce took his hand domineeringly, let him follow him domineeringly, and made him feel the heartbeat he had never felt before.

Qing Che followed Quan Ce, staring blankly at the hand being held by him, wishing that this road would never end, and that he would lead him for the rest of his life, to the ends of the world.