The Master and the Kidnapper

After the kidnappers went out, the young master sat on the chair with nothing to do, so he widened his eyes and thought: When will I be able to eat the sweet-scented osmanthus cake from the old Liu's family in the town again.

This young master didn't realize that he was being tied up at all, he thought he was just being targeted by someone suddenly, just for some money.So he resigned himself to the kidnapper's house as a place for him to play, and never wasted the kidnapper's love for him!

Before the kidnapper asked the family for a ransom, he wanted to play in this place. After returning home, he might not even have the chance to play.

Thinking that there were still a bunch of official affairs at home waving to him, the young master closed his eyes in distress.

This closed, but can no longer open.

The kidnappers saw this picture when they entered the house.

The young man in red was sitting on a chair with his head bowed, his eyes that were shining at all times were closed and hidden under his slightly slender bangs, his long hair covered his face, only his small chin and panties were exposed. Glossy red lips.

The kidnapper stared at the young master's lips for a while, his mouth was dry.

He anxiously picked up the teacup on the table and poured it into his mouth. The water flowed from the corner of the kidnapper's mouth to his chin. The kidnapper wiped the water away with his sleeve indifferently.

Then he walked up to the young master cautiously, carefully painted the young master's eyebrows and eyes, looked at it for a while, and the kidnapper snorted softly: "It's still cuter when you are asleep."

The young master frowned, as if he was dissatisfied with his words, the kidnapper was startled, thinking he was about to wake up.

After a while, the young master loosened his frowning brows again, and fell asleep faintly.

The kidnapper breathed a sigh of relief, bent down, and gently hugged the young master.

The young master is small and light in weight.The kidnapper has done heavy work since he was a child, and he has practiced brute force, so he picked up the young master easily.

The kidnapper put his arms around the young master's waist, distracted and sighed: This young master probably doesn't live well at home, he doesn't even have meat!

(Master: Is it my fault for not getting fat?)

The kidnapper put the young master on the bed, and was about to squat down to take off his shoes and socks, when he suddenly remembered that he was a kidnapper, how could a kidnapper serve a hostage?

Just when the kidnappers were about to make up their minds and leave the young master here to fend for themselves, the man on the bed suddenly sat up.

The kidnapper was taken aback. He stared at the young master who was still closed. He couldn't figure out what this man was going to do for a moment. Then, he saw the young master muttering a few words before lying down again.

Kidnapper: ...

What are you doing?I don't want to lose face!

In this way, the young master lived a life of laziness and cancer day after day.