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The supper that Shen Wei brought back was spicy crayfish.

Zhao Yingze is used to delicacies from mountains and seas, but it's rare to eat such down-to-earth snacks. Facing the shell of a crayfish with his slender and beautiful hands like a work of art, he suddenly doesn't know where to start.

Mr. Zhao turned his eyes to Shen Wei.

Shen didn't understand, took off his suit jacket, slowly rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, and sat on the sofa next to Zhao Yingze.He put on transparent disposable gloves, fiddled with his fingers nimbly and gracefully for a while, and the soft tender meat in the bright red hard shrimp shell was completely peeled out.

He put all the peeled crayfish on the side plate, and then they all entered Zhao Yingze's stomach smoothly.

Maria also seemed to smell the strong fragrance, and "meowed" at Shen Wei dissatisfied, the little guy who was already as fat as two cats tried to jump on Shen Wei's lap to beg for food.

Zhao Yingze is not very good at eating spicy food, but he couldn't help being tempted. He kept inhaling and sticking out his tongue to continue eating. The originally light-colored thin lips were stimulated to become crimson and slightly thick. With a little bit of the tip of the tongue, there was an inexplicable erotic emotion.

Shen Wei finished peeling the whole crayfish, took off his gloves, and patted the top of Maria's head: "You can't eat it, good boy."

Zhao Yingze's heart skipped a beat for half a second when he heard the word "good" softly, and the crayfish, which was so hot that his throat felt a little burning, seemed to become even more delicious.

Shen Wei got up and went to the kitchen to wash his hands, Zhao Yingze looked at Maria who was squatting next to him: "Little thing, he likes me more, you have no use." His voice was not loud, but in the silent night of the high-rise apartment, Shen Wei could still hear clearly.

Want to compete with cats?It looks like it's real.There was no expression on Shen Wei's face, and when Zhao Yingze looked over, he slightly hooked the corners of his lips.

Shen Wei brought Zhao Yingze supper, actually he didn't have any good intentions, he was reluctant to do anything to Zhao Yingze, and felt that if he didn't let him suffer, his depression couldn't be dispelled.

But seeing that Zhao Yingze was sweating a little, and his cheeks were slightly red, Shen Wei somehow took a wet towel from the box under the coffee table, and carefully wiped off the sweat stains on Zhao Yingze's forehead and the oil on the corners of his mouth.

Reluctantly, he murmured with a hint of doting: "Xiaohuamao."

Maria always felt like she was calling it, she raised her round face and said to the owner: "Meow!"

Zhao Yingze opened his eyes wide. The face of a mature man looked much younger because of the childish expression. He even retorted: "Who is too young!"

"Okay, you are the biggest." Shen Wei followed suit.

Zhao Yingze ate a supper to his heart's content, it was already late, and he got into bed after washing up.

Shen Weiping was lying beside him, and Mr. Zhao, who was not sleeping well, rolled around like an octopus and hugged Shen Wei who was lying peacefully.Shen Wei couldn't sleep with his eyes closed, and was burned by the temperature of his body. He raised his hand to remove Zhao Yingze's hand on his waist, but he unconsciously clasped five fingers.

Shen Wei subconsciously held the other's hand back, and then suddenly laughed at herself, in a low voice, which did not wake Zhao Yingze up.

In the end, he gradually fell asleep in drowsiness.

Two men snuggled up on the large double bed, their fingers clasped tightly, sharing different dreams in the same bed.

Zhao Yingze suffered retribution the next day.

Early in the morning, he went to the bathroom miserably, and stayed there for nearly 10 minutes. Shen Wei knocked on the door and asked, "Ozawa? What's wrong with you, Ozawa?"

Zhao Yingze gasped, and didn't have the nerve to say anything.

Shen Wei heard the sound of the toilet being flushed, and soon the door was pulled open, only to see Zhao Yingze's handsome face was weak and pale, covering his belly with one hand, and pointing to a place behind him with gestures, with an awkward and awkward expression.

Shen Wei raised his eyebrows indiscriminately, but his hands thoughtfully supported Zhao Yingze, who was obviously a little sloppy.

Shen Wei's tone was very remorseful: "It's my fault, I didn't think carefully, I won't buy you such a spicy thing next time."

Zhao Yingze knew that he was greedy, so he sighed and said, "It's not your fault, it's me who is too greedy."

Shen Wei helped him to the bedside, turned around and went to the standing medicine box to get the antidiarrheal capsules, poured a glass of warm water and handed it to Zhao Yingze.

After taking the medicine, the stomach and intestines felt much better, but Zhao Yingze's secret part, which was severely used yesterday and was tortured hotly today, was still pitifully swollen and painful.

Zhao Yingze felt deeply ashamed about this, and didn't tell Shen Wei.

Shen Wei cooked light vegetable porridge for him, looked at his watch, and apologized: "There are a few important meetings today, I can't take care of you, remember to eat well."

Zhao Yingze wanted to wait for him to leave and take medicine for himself by himself, so he hurriedly nodded and said goodbye to him: "It's okay, you can go."

Shen Wei left the apartment and drove to the company. In fact, there was no important matter that required him to be there in person. He just read the documents in the office all day.

When he was about to get off work, his female assistant knocked on the door suddenly and came in, saying that someone was looking for him: "...that lady said that she is Mr. Zhao Yingze's mother."

Only then did Shen Wei raise his head from the report in his hand, and said delicately: "Please come up."

Mrs. Zhao is the continuation of Zhao's father. She was still young when she married into the Zhao family. Now her son is 27 or [-], and she is still in her mid-mature with a charming charm.

She stepped into Shen Wei's office with a noble posture, and the bodyguards were guarding the door. Shen Wei invited her to sit on the sofa and poured tea for her like receiving other distinguished guests.

"Madam came to visit suddenly, what's the reason?" Shen Weiqian asked kindly.

Mrs. Zhao looked at Shen Wei meanly and with a bit of resentment, took out a small stack of photos from the platinum bag she was carrying, and dropped it on the coffee table between the two of them: "Mr. Reasonable person, Ozawa is young and ignorant, are you fooling around with him too?"

Shen Weiwen paused for a moment, pondered unnaturally for a moment, and then said: "...Uh, sorry, so I'm young too—I'm as old as your son."

He glanced at the coffee table, and there was a photo of him and Zhao Yingze in the hot spring club. The angle of the shot was very tricky, far away but still very clear. From these few photos, it could be seen that the battle was fierce. I'm afraid There are also larger scales that have not been released.

"As an adult, what you love and what I want, how can Madam say it's nonsense." Shen Wei's face remained unchanged, "I just want to know where these photos come from? I'm afraid it's suspected of violating the right of privacy."

This is not just a matter of privacy. If Mrs. Zhao hadn't been the first to find these in the mailbox and then intercepted them, she might not be the one who came to find Shen Wei now.