Can I take care of you?

He is ferocious, like a hound that has strayed into someone else's territory, always on guard.

And beside him stood a girl in a yellow dress, very thin, with a little sickly paleness and dark eyes, looking at the camera and smiling faintly.

The young master lay on his stomach and looked at the photo for a long time. The photo was crumpled, as if he had been crumpled into a ball.The young master took a long time to calm it down before it changed into what it can barely see now.

He remembered the way Gong watched him leave just now, and he always felt that the way Gong waved his hand seemed to say goodbye to him.

But he quickly squeezed this thought out of his mind, thinking that after all, he is Gong's benefactor, the one who signed the nurturing agreement, and if Gong is so good, he won't run away with the money.

—

As soon as school was over the next day, the young master couldn't wait to come to Gong.

When he came to find Gong, he was holding a bouquet of roses bigger than others.

A qualified benefactor must send flowers to his beloved lover. This is what the young master and his playboy cousin learned.

He foolishly ran to the flower shop and asked what he wanted to send.The florist saw him as if he was a slaughtered fat sheep, and he opened his mouth to express his heart with 999 flowers.

But the young master is very sensible, he knows that the relationship between the two of them is not good and too public.

After all, he is a young and handsome benefactor. According to his cousin, such benefactors are very sought-after.

So he waved his small hand, "Be low-key, just pack 199 flowers."

When Gong saw the young master, the young master was stuck at the door and couldn't get in. The bouquet was too big, and the ground was full of roses that were damaged by the door frame.

And the young master was so wronged that his eyes were almost red.

In a second, Gong judged that the door frame was guilty. What broke the door, who designed it, even a bouquet of roses could not be put in.

"I'll change this door frame tomorrow." Gong tried his best to drag the rose in, and coaxed the young master on his lap.

The young master nodded very aggrieved, and then remembered his wild character, trying to force back the tears.

Rolling up his sleeves, he pulled out a box from among the tattered roses.

"Follow me, I won't treat you badly," the young master stammered as he read the lines he had designed, "Baby, open it and have a look, and throw it away if you don't like it."

In fact, he didn't want to attack and throw at all.

This was the first thing he gave Gong, it was very expensive, and it emptied his pocket money for half a year.

If the attack is thrown, he is not far from bankruptcy.

So he stared pitifully at Gong with watery eyes like a puppy.

Gong opened the box and saw that there was a watch lying in the box. It was not as expensive as Gong's own watch, but the price was also very high, it was equivalent to wearing a sports car on his hand.

For a moment, Gong really wanted to talk to the young master's sister about the child's education.

Although the Zhong family is rich, they can't spoil their children so much.

Gong recalled that he used to only have five yuan pocket money a month, and couldn't help feeling that everyone has his own life.

But Gong just looked at it and returned the watch.

"It's too expensive, I can't accept it," Gong said with a business smile, "There are rules in the store, you can't accept too expensive things from customers."

The young master wanted to say something, but Gong stopped him.

"You have entrusted me with enough money, and it's against the rules to give me any more."

He forcefully returned the gift to the young master.

This was the first time the young master gave a gift and was rejected.

In fact, he only gave gifts to his family and friends before. Everyone was very happy to receive the gifts, and his sister would kiss his forehead and praise him for his good eyesight.

He felt a little sad, and didn't want to be seen by Gong, so he just looked at him pitifully.

He felt that he was suffering.

I bought a gift for my sweetheart at the price of going bankrupt, but my sweetheart didn't want it.

People and money are empty.

But he soon consoled himself again.

His sweetheart is such a simple and unpretentious cowherd. Others must try their best to get money from him, but Gong not only refuses, but also persuades him not to spend money indiscriminately.

The young master thinks that Gong is really special, and he likes him even more.

Gong didn't know what the young master was thinking.

He just couldn't bear to be looked at by the young master's watery eyes, and he felt like a beast.

"Although I can't accept it, I'm very happy," Gong whispered coaxing the young master, and peeled a small orange for him with his own hands, "Do you want any gift in return? I can give it to you."

He thought that the simple personality of the young master was nothing more than wanting a kiss or a date.

Unexpectedly, the young master's eyes lit up when he heard the word "return gift".

According to the romance comics he read, returning gifts is a sign of a closer relationship.

He also has a lot of research on what to attack in return.

"I want the chocolates you made yourself." The young master stared at Gong eagerly. In the Japanese comics he had read, handmade chocolates represented liking.

Attack petrified on the spot.

He especially wanted to ask the young master if he deliberately punished him because he hurt his heart.

But the young master looked at him eagerly, with "I really want it" written all over his face.

Gong gave in, "Okay."

That night, there was a sound like an explosion in Gong's kitchen, which had been quiet all year round, and there was a faint smell of mushy cocoa powder in the air.

Bodyguard A asked Bodyguard B, "Boss, what's wrong? The shooting is not strong enough and the kitchen is fried instead?"

Bodyguard B looked at his brother sadly, thinking he looked like an idiot.

"Beauty is misleading," bodyguard B sighed, "Heroes are sad to be beautiful. Don't you see the king of Zhou and the feudal princes..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Gong came out with a pot of black things and waved to them.

"Stop reciting poems, come, try some poison."

Bodyguard A and Bodyguard B were injured on duty that night, so they were specially granted a three-day holiday.

8 I seem to like you more

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By the time Gong finally tossed the box of chocolates enough to be seen, almost half a month had passed.

After all, he is not a real cowboy, there are things waiting for him to deal with in the company every day, and he has pushed back the young master's date with him several times.

Every time the young master was not angry, the voice came through the phone, he couldn't hear any displeasure, he just said softly, "Then I'll wait for you to be free."

He didn't tell Gong that last time he got second in the city, the school gave him a bonus.He took it to buy a silk scarf for his sister and a tie for Gong. Now the tie is in his schoolbag and he has never been able to find a chance to give it away.

On Friday, Gong finally found time to pick up the young master for dinner.

The young master obediently waited for him with his schoolbag on his back. He had already changed out of his school uniform. He was wearing a long, dark trousers and a pair of sunglasses that covered half of his face, trying to make himself look handsome and cool.

But he stood up straight, like a well-behaved young poplar, with a lollipop in his mouth.

Gong guessed it was strawberry flavored, the young master likes strawberries.

Gong's car stopped in front of him, the young master's eyes lit up, he still had a lollipop in his mouth, and his voice was a little fuzzy, boasting, "You are so handsome today."

Gong just came out of the company. Wearing a suit and combing his hair back, he looks more mature and stable than usual, but his eyes are still not like those of ordinary businessmen, and there is always a bit of viciousness hidden in them.

But when he was praised by the young master, his eyes curved up, diluting a lot of the coldness.

"You're handsome too." He took off the young master's sunglasses, revealing a delicate and fair face with round eyes, as bright as jewel beads.He kissed the young master, and the young master's face turned red.

The restaurant Gong took the young master to is a private restaurant, which is very well concealed. As soon as he entered, someone greeted him, and they all showed surprise expressions when they saw the young master obediently following Gong.

"Bring the children to eat." Gong said, and took the young master to sit down.

In fact, the young master would rather hear Gong call him boyfriend, and the kid always seems to be a generation younger than Gong.

But when Gong called him that, his voice was very gentle.So when the young master sat down, he couldn't hold back the wild character again and smiled happily.

There are no tattoo stickers on his hands today, and his beautiful fingers and forearms are stretched out, white as melted butter under the light.

Gong looked at him while ordering, and felt that the young master is really small. He is almost an adult, but he still looks like a kitten while holding a cup and drinking water.

The shadows of the two of them were reflected on the glass window. He was a mature man in a suit and leather shoes, with years of precipitation in the corners of his eyes and brows.And it just so happens that the young master is still handsome, at an age that is more beautiful than flowers.

Gong felt that the eldest brother was right in scolding yesterday, he is not a bastard who spoils flower bones.

While thinking this way, he handed the box of chocolates that had been hidden for a long time to the young master.It was the first time he gave someone chocolate.

Gong didn't know, when he was making chocolates in the kitchen, his subordinates suspected that the old man was out of his mind, and at the same time secretly contacted other people, saying that they might have a sister-in-law soon.

A high-level executive who worked hard with Gong had a lot of experience, "When did you see that the boss is willing to put so much effort into it, and when does he like to throw money at people? The boss is willing to make things that little girls like, such as chocolate. What is it?"

Gong didn't know about these behind-the-scenes things, he only knew that he liked the moment when the young master received the chocolate, his face lit up.Pink and white, only the lips are fresh red, as beautiful as the little prince in a fairy tale.

Gong laughed unconsciously. The young master in front of him was obviously born with a golden spoon in his mouth. He has seen many luxurious and expensive things, but in the end, he was still very happy for a piece of chocolate that cost less than a thousand.

For a moment, he really wanted to kiss the young master.

The young master's lips must be sweeter than chocolate.

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After eating, the young master finally opened the