nurturing relationship

"Mr. Wang, do you have to hold something in your arms to fall asleep?"

Mr. Wang originally wanted to tell him that he could only sleep safely by hugging him, but he was unwilling to tell him directly, so he covered his head with his hand and ordered in a low voice, "Don't talk. Go to sleep."

Qin Bao had no choice but to shut up.

Feeling tight in the chest from being hugged, I can only bear it.

Slowly falling asleep, in a daze, seemed to hear the man holding her say, "Don't kick me down again..."

The voice was no longer fierce, but soft, like a whisper in his ear.

Qin Bao was a little soft in his heart, but he was not used to being hugged after all, so he turned over secretly in Mr. Wang's arms, with his back to him, thinking that he could sneak out of this embrace in the middle of the night and hide in a corner to sleep alone.

Throughout the night, he moved slowly in his dream, and the free breathing made him feel happy, but Mr. Wang seemed to have sensed it too, and was vaguely looking for him in his dream.

When he woke up, Qin Bao opened his eyes and found in despair that he was squeezed into a corner, and Mr. Wang's lavish hands were still pressing on him.

He really wanted to push the man away from him again, but he didn't do that because he was nice. He just kicked the quilt secretly again. Seeing that Mr. Wang's shirt was opened, he stared carefully at Mr. Wang's abdomen Look, where are the footprints, and where is it really indented, liar.

He stared at Mr. Wang's sleeping face, and found that Mr. Wang seemed to be sleep-deprived all the time, always staying up in bed in the morning.Qin Bao didn't feel guilty about skipping class, and besides, he himself suffered from back pain, so he wanted to lie down for a while.

While the bad-tempered tiger was still sleeping, he thought of Mr. Wang's buttocks again, and his hands began to itch.

Stretching out his hand, he tried his best to reach Mr. Wang's back, hooked the other's pants, and touched the back waist.

My heart felt even more itchy, and my fingers burrowed into the pants, trying to pinch the opponent's buttocks.

And Mr. Wang woke up from this weird feeling of being hugged on his hip.

"Qin Bao... what are you doing..."

Qin Bao withdrew his hand in fright.

Mr. Wang was too lazy to teach him any more, and said lazily and impatiently, "Get up when you wake up."

Wake-up anger is accompanied by the uncle’s temper. If it is said that Mr. Wang still wanted to be gentle with Qin Bao after finishing work last night, but his good mood was disturbed. When he woke up this morning and saw Qin Bao, he was really in an extremely irritable mood I don't want to hug him anymore, "Go get some food and come back."

He hugged Qin Bao, turned over and rolled him to the edge of the bed and threw him down.

Tat for tat, he felt refreshed. He couldn't figure out why Qin Bao was so interested in his buttocks, so he waved his hand feebly, "Go, go."

Mr. Wang didn't want to see Qin Bao, so he turned his head and wanted to sleep again.

Qin Bao also suffered from the fall, mainly in his buttocks and waist.Unhappily holding his waist up, he made faces at Mr. Wang's back.

Still ready to go out and buy him breakfast.

The sound of the water in the bathroom was splashing, and in the clean morning, the scene between the two of them, Mr. Wang secretly turned over again to look at Qin Bao's back, and saw that he was brushing his teeth and washing his face with his head down, and saw that the other party had no shirt on, only a pair of clothes. Underpants, with a thin body, suddenly he didn't understand why he fell in love with Qin Bao.

Feeling blind, and realizing that Qin Bao was about to come out, he hurriedly turned his head and pretended to be asleep.

He heard him changing clothes rustlingly, and even kissed the closet before leaving.Mr. Wang was even more upset, and wanted to lose his temper, and asked him, you should bid farewell to me before leaving.

But Qin Bao put on his shoes and went out without asking him at all, without kissing him goodbye, and without asking him what to eat.

He had known for a long time that he couldn't even match a wardrobe, but every time he encountered this situation, Mr. Wang would still feel chest tightness, suffocation, and vaguely felt that he was cold, so he got up and pulled the quilt from the ground back to the bed.

Obviously the room was so quiet after Qin Bao left, it was a good time to go back to sleep, but Mr. Wang couldn't fall asleep no matter what.He just felt uncomfortable in his chest, hugged his injured buttocks and sat on the edge of the bed, took out a cigarette from the drawer, and smoked one.

Thinking of my craving for cigarettes for the past two days, my temper has become worse and worse. What is the reason?

I just remember that when Qin Bao’s freshmen came, they met for the first time on the playground. He sat on a stool to watch them play a basketball game. Qin Bao was replaced and sat next to him.

That stool is Mr. Wang's exclusive seat, and no one dared to sit on it, but Qin Bao was so bold that he couldn't help but take a few extra glances, seeing Qin Bao panting heavily, sweat dripping from his forehead, his skin was flushed, At that time, Mr. Wang thought that Qin Bao's side profile was pretty, a fair and fresh freshman, and wanted to praise him with a deep voice like an elder's.

But I didn't expect Qin Bao to be so arrogant, he didn't even look at himself, he just stared at the ball on the field.

The feeling of being ignored by others made Mr. Wang irritated. At that time, he had a cigarette in his mouth, looked at Qin Bao coldly, and asked him, "Boy, don't you know me?"

Qin Bao seemed to have noticed his appearance, his eyes wandered between his facial features, as if looking for a similar face in his mind, he frowned, and before he found the result, he was choked by the smell of smoke and coughed several times He even waved his hand and said, "You, don't smoke at me..."

But Mr. Wang sprayed him in the face again maliciously.

Qin Bao didn't want to confront him, so he moved to another stool far away.

Mr. Wang found that this new student was interesting and had a good temper. His eyes couldn't be separated from him. The more he looked at him, the more he found it funny that he paid so much attention to the other party.

Qin Bao played well in the game that day, and several shots were very exciting. Mr. Wang looked at him indifferently, thinking how similar his posture and temperament were to himself when he first entered school.

High-spirited, a little crazy, a little arrogant, but very gentle and kind to his companions, with a naturally attractive personality.

At that time, he hadn't yet attained the status of "President Wang", but he was just a freshman with a little more money than others.

During that contact, Mr. Wang only remembered Qin Bao, but he didn't really care.The second time we met was in the cafeteria. Mr. Wang had just finished his meal and was leaning against the window to smoke a cigarette. Qin Bao, who had no place to find, came to him with a plate. At that time, he had already heard Mr. Wang's The matter, the tone of speech is very polite: "Mr. Wang... can I sit here?"

Mr. Wang asked him to sit across from him, but was disappointed to find that Qin Bao was different from what he thought. He was no different from other ordinary students.

Then I looked down on him a little bit, originally wanted to make friends, but gave up the idea and treated him like a bunch of passers-by.

It's just that Qin Bao still felt a little uncomfortable with the smoke. Although he didn't say anything, he still couldn't help coughing.

Mr. Wang remembered this detail until now.

In the past few days, he has held back the desire to smoke several times, and has hugged Qin Bao almost all the time. Being so close, he can't even touch the cigarette.

Now it is convenient for him to take a sip while he is going out.

But when I think about it carefully, why should I quit smoking for him? It's really funny.

Although he couldn't understand his strong possessive desire, nor why he did these things for Qin Bao.Let him live with himself, spend all his time, and find all kinds of excuses to keep him by his side.

After all, what does Qin Bao count as?

He took a deep breath, he had actually written the answer clearly in his heart, but he just didn't want to read it, he didn't want to admit that he was just using Qin Bao.

So naturally, when he was most sad, he seemed to fall from the sky and climb down from upstairs, just like this to replace the part of his heart that was just vacant.