Ming

This morning, Kan went to Zhong Ling's house as usual to wait for her to go to school together, but was told that Zhong Ling had already gone to school.

Kan Ming was surprised. Could it be that this guy wants to work hard and sprint to go to the same high school as her?

However, this idea was quickly dismissed.

After all, last night, she still asked her to copy her homework.

Or go to school and ask her.

During the break in the morning, Zhong Ling didn't come to her.

This is very abnormal.

Twenty minutes, such a long time, the previous Zhong Ling would never waste it.

Kan could not help feeling a little worried tomorrow.

I went to her classroom to look for someone, but there was no one.The classmate said that she was not feeling well and took the morning off.

However, she is not at home.

Kan called her tomorrow.

After two beeps, he picked up.Kan will be relieved tomorrow.

But I was still very angry, why didn't I say it myself.Where did you go, what did you do, who you were with, and when did you come back.

She really wanted to hit Zhong Ling on the head with these questions.

But I couldn't bear it anymore. Just as I was about to speak, the other person spoke up, as if a little hesitant, "Obviously,... don't worry about me, I'm fine, I'll come to class in the afternoon,...hang up."

Kan will not have a chance to interject a word tomorrow.

So all morning, I was a little angry.

Zhong Ling left home early in the morning, and asked the owner of a tobacco and alcohol store to pretend to be his father, and called the class teacher to say that he would not come in the morning.

In order to repay this kindness, Zhong Ling planned to buy a pack of cigarettes there.

The boss smiled and asked her: "Girl, are you broken in love?"

It's really because Zhong Ling's current image is a bit decadent, her hair is not neatly tied up like before, but loosely draped, and her dark circles are heavy, she looks like she hasn't slept well.The mood is also depressed for no reason, and the magnetic field of "don't mess with me" is exuded all over the body.

And that handsome boss in his thirties just wanted to tease her.

"Hey, little brat, look, I was pretty good just now, and my acting was pretty good. Then should you call Dad..."

"Whose father should I call?"

Before Zhong Ling could get angry, he heard a voice from the second floor.

The voice was so clear that Zhong Ling thought it was the boss's son.

But he saw a little boy, and he said it was a little boy, because he looked like a 17-year-old at most, with a fair face, but a pair of peach blossom eyes... Gorgeous, that's right, that's the word.

However, if it is the boss's son, then the boss may have children under age, which is not realistic.

Just as I was thinking about it, I saw the boy sitting on the boss's lap, hugged the boss's neck very affectionately, and rubbed him several times.

Zhong Ling was perplexed for the second time in his life.

There is no boy who can act like a baby when he is so old.

I only heard the boy whispering softly in the boss's ear, but the volume was just enough to be heard:

"When did we have such a big daughter, Daddy?"

Zhong Ling completely collapsed, she was still a child.

That boy was a male vixen.She couldn't learn that voice and intonation.

Then I saw that the boy licked the boss's earlobe.

Zhong Ling suddenly felt that he came from a different place.

The boss smiled indulgently: "Little ancestor, why don't you sleep a little longer?"

The boy still had that soft tone, full of grievances: "I'm afraid that if I sleep late, my father will run away with someone else."

"Daddy doesn't run away."

As he spoke, he glanced at Zhong Ling again, as if he had just realized that there was a half-grown child here.

"Go to the cupboard upstairs and get a box of Axie."

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"Little sister wants to learn to smoke."

The boy finally sat down lazily and asked her, "Sister, what flavor do you like?"

"Mango." Zhong Ling didn't think much, thought she was asking about the taste of the drink or ice cream, and answered casually.

"Yes, just wait."

Now only she and the boss were left downstairs, and the atmosphere was unavoidably awkward, although it wasn't too bad to have a third person there.

Zhong Ling was actually a little curious about their relationship, but it was someone else's private matter, so she was too embarrassed to ask.

The boss saw her hesitation and said, "Do you want to ask me and that boy? He is my boyfriend."

Said very frankly, very confidently.

Although Zhong Ling had noticed some clues, she was still a little shocked when the person involved said it so bluntly.

"Is this... a little strange? It's just two men... together. Don't others say anything?"

The boss smiled: "It's not surprising. We like each other, so we are together naturally. As for others, I didn't think so much. If you didn't see these today, I wouldn't tell you. I'm gay. ; You saw it and wanted to ask me, so I'll tell you. It's nothing."

"What about your parents? Did you tell them?"

"I've come out. He's still young. After he graduates from college and stabilizes, let's go home and meet his parents."

"Graduated from college? How old is he then?"

"Don't worry, he is an adult. But he was with me when he was not an adult."

As if recalling the past, the boss spoke a lot more briskly, with a sweet emotion permeating it.Zhong Ling really felt it.

Zhong Ling couldn't help being happy for them.

"Sister, you want the mango flavor."

The boy stuffed a pack of cigarettes into her hand.It was a package she had never seen before.

The letters "ESSE" are printed on the box, and there are a bunch of unintelligible Korean.

The boss explained: "This brand has less tar content, and it tastes like mango ice cream."

Zhong Ling was stunned for a moment, ready to look through the wallet.

"No need. I don't dare to sell cigarettes to minors. Just treat it as a gift from me to a friend."

Seeing that he was resolute, Zhong Ling didn't put on an air of hypocrisy anymore.

Zhong Ling suddenly felt that the boss was very nice, although he was suspected of being unreliable.She seems to be very talkative, unlike other adults who treat her like a child who doesn't understand anything.Just ask him: "Can I still come to you in the future?"

"Aren't you afraid that I'm a bad guy?" The boss laughed again.

"I think you're a nice guy."

Unexpectedly, the boss teased his little boyfriend: "Look, send me a good person card when we meet for the first time."

Zhong Ling's face flushed red: "That's not what I meant."

"Okay, okay, I promise you."