When an old pervert marries a young workman

Chapter 6

Qin Xiangyuan smiled "puchi", and sprayed the tea on the keyboard again.

Zhou Li: "..."

Smile, keep smiling as a secretary.

Zhou Li helped the frame of the mirror, and said with a smile, "Mr. Qin, why don't you go and relax first, and I'll let someone clean it up."

Qin Xiangyuan waved his hand, pointed at the surveillance camera and smiled cheerfully: "This brat actually calls Lu Yue uncle hahahaha..."

Zhou Li: "..."

Okay, okay, anyway, you don't know that he will teach you the old man secretly.

Zhou Li pinched the bridge of his nose, and decided to leave the sour smell of love: "President Qin, I'll ask someone to change the keyboard for you."

It's so sour and stinky, I can see my little boyfriend blowing hair and scratching people like this.

Do you want to have the cold and stern image of the domineering president?

Zhou Li shook his head and sighed, and went out to clean up the mess for the boss's boyfriend.

In the studio, Su Yao was secretly playing with his mobile phone.

Although it's cool to hate people, the worst big thing has not been solved yet.

Su Yao frightenedly scrolled through Weibo, and found a row of emoticons.

The wretched panda head emoji poses in a seductive pose, with a large line of characters under the buttocks saying "I slept for a long time after finishing."

Su Yao shut down the phone in a suffocating manner, and waves of terrifying electric current rushed through his body.

Rarely has he confronted such vehement banter.

Su Yao has been a bad-tempered little bastard since he was a child. He can't stand being wronged or slandered.

He would pick up and beat up all those who attacked and humiliated him face to face until they apologized to him.

But he has no way to retaliate against such overwhelming malice.

He couldn't retaliate, he couldn't vent, he couldn't even blame the taunts that made him miserable.

Because... because he is a public figure, every word he utters will be magnified and become a target for thousands of netizens to vent their negative emotions.

All the stars who enjoy the same glory as him are also suffering the same pain as him.

Those people can think about it, and they have been forced to get used to this quid pro quo.

But Su Yao is just a sophomore boy with a bad temper, he feels very uncomfortable.

The phone buzzed twice, and it was from his benefactor: "The driver will pick you up in 10 minutes."

Su Yao's news made her feel even more uncomfortable.

Qin Xiangyuan is his benefactor and his thigh.It's his capital to survive in the entertainment industry with such a bad temper.

But to Qin Xiangyuan, what is he?

A little pet that must be obedient?

Or is it a toy that can satisfy Mr. Qin's neurotic desire to control?

Su Yao felt so sad, Qin Xiangyuan must know his current situation, but he didn't have a word of comfort, he just controlled his personal freedom coldly, and refused to give him any love.

Su Yao got angry, and hid in the corner and used a note on her mobile phone to hold revenge tearfully: "On August [-]th, I got angry and cried sadly. If the old pervert doesn't coax me, he will know that he misses my ass."

On the note list, there are dense dates.

From the time he met Qin Xiangyuan, every one of them was a crime committed by Qin Lao perverted on him.

Su Yao wiped away his tears and put away his vengeance notebook.

On the day when the old pervert wants to end the relationship with him, he will use the vengeance book to calculate the hatred value, and ask the old pervert to compensate him for his spiritual loss!

Su Yao lay on the window tearfully, seeing the car that picked him up parked downstairs.

Tears fell down again.

Will Qin Xiangyuan end the relationship with him?

Will...when will it be...

Did he become ugly, or did Qin Xiangyuan get tired of playing?

Su Yao took out his mobile phone and continued to hold grudges angrily: "Additionally, the old pervert hasn't come to coax me yet."

The driver flashed his headlights twice.

Seeing that the driver had already seen her, Su Yao had no choice but to run down, pulled the car door angrily and sat in: "I want to eat fried chicken, and I will go back after eating fried chicken!"

The driver in the front seat asked gloomily, "What else do you want to eat, huh?"

Su Yao froze with fright, raised her head cautiously as if she had stepped into a scene of a horror movie, and looked in the rearview mirror.

In the rearview mirror, the eagle eyes of his perverted benefactor were staring straight at him, as if trying to grab his heart out.

Su Yao's heart beat wildly.

When they met for the first time, Qin Xiangyuan looked at him with such eyes, which made his legs go limp, and he sold himself in a daze.

This time... what is it for this time?

Su Yao's thin white fingers climbed up the back of the chair and approached his old pervert quietly, and slowly poked Qin Xiangyuan's shoulder, acting coquettishly in fear: "Boss Qin..."

Qin Xiangyuan hooked his fingers.

Su Yao nimbly jumped through the gap between the two front seats, and knelt obediently on the passenger seat.

Qin Xiangyuan stretched out his arms to stroke the kitten's messy hair, and there were traces of a hood on the white forehead.

Su Yao blinked, and held Qin Xiangyuan's thick wrist with both hands at a loss.

How to do it?

Should he be wronged and cry and beg Qin Xiangyuan for help, or should he act like a baby to make people happy first.

All of Su Yao's experience in pleasing financial backers comes from sand sculpture love novels, but the presidents in those novels are too sand sculptures, and they are not as difficult to serve as Qin Xiangyuan.

Su Yao held Qin Xiangyuan's big hand in embarrassment. The old man's palm was bigger than his face, and each finger was thick and slender with distinct joints. The temperature in the palm was so comfortable that Su Yao even wanted to rub his small face on it. rub.

Qin Xiangyuan is not a mind-guessing magician, so he can't see clearly the weird blushes and grievances of the little kid in the second stage of middle school.

He just thinks that the kitten is very cute. Kneeling on the car seat, holding his big hand, lowering his head in thought, it's really cute.

Some people just have such a wonderful relationship with you.

The little kid has a bad temper, arrogant and rough.But Qin Xiangyuan was able to watch all the jumping up and down of the little kid, fascinated, and even had dark and terrifying thoughts.

For example, if you are locked in a small dark room for the rest of your life, don't let it out for others to see.

But Qin Xiangyuan is an ordinary president with a normal mind after all, these things will only pop up in his mind occasionally, and will soon be submerged in the trivial family life.

Those dark thoughts swirled in my heart, rose up and choked back.

He can't be a pervert like that and scare the kittens away.

Su Yao didn't know the struggle and desire in Qin Xiangyuan's heart. He looked down at the big hands in his palms, puffed up his cheeks and hesitated for a while, then suddenly lowered his head and bit them.

Qin Xiangyuan: "..."

Su Yao let go of her mouth at a loss, wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth, revealing her shiny little canine teeth.

Qin Xiangyuan: "..."

Su Yao whispered guiltyly: "I'm hungry, I want to eat fried chicken."

Qin Xiangyuan said blankly, "Sit down."

Su Yao obediently sat on the co-pilot and fastened his seat belt, his heart beating up and down.

Qin Xiangyuan said: "What kind of fried chicken are you eating? Be careful if you get fat and lose your powder."

Su Yao squeezed her skinny waist and muttered, "They all say I'm too thin, let me eat more."

Qin Xiangyuan looked at his kitten from the corner of his eye.

The pointed chin, the delicate collarbone, and the small waist that is full of grip, are really a bit thin.

Qin Xiangyuan said: "You are not allowed to eat fried chicken, I will cook pork ribs for you when you get home."

Su Yao doesn't like to eat pork ribs, but he just bit the gold master's front hoof, and he is too embarrassed to resist.

With such a peaceful journey, Su Yao sneaked a guilty glance at the teeth marks on Qin Xiangyuan's hand, not daring to mention how to solve the problem of his hand slipping and making a typo.

Qin Xiangyuan felt more and more unhappy.

He originally thought that when something so difficult to solve happened, the kitten should be crying and begging its master for help.

But Su Yao didn't say anything, he should be filming and filming, he should be pissing people off, all he could think about was eating fried chicken.

Qin Xiangyuan knew that this little thing had a bad temper and would not ask for help easily.

But...but...is he someone else? ? ?

He is the legal husband of this little bastard!

legal!

But legality is of no use, his kitten has always vigilantly kept a distance from him in a contractual relationship, and will never go overboard.

Qin Xiangyuan was angry, feeling sour and unhappy.

His face became more and more indifferent, and that dark little devil was kicking and kicking in his heart.

The front of the car turned uncontrollably into a small road.

Su Yao's heart skipped a beat, an ominous premonition welled up in his heart, and he whispered, "Qin...President Qin..."

Qin Xiangyuan took a deep breath, walked around and returned to the road.

Su Yao was terrified, for fear that the benefactor would be unhappy and take him to the path to destroy the corpse.

Su Yao was beside Qin Xiangyuan, always harboring a certain fear of life.

That old man possessed a power and status that he could never imagine in his life, and he controlled his entire life arbitrarily and domineeringly.

Whenever that man condescended to give him an order, Su Yao's heart trembled intermittently.

Like a lunatic, while trying to resist weakly, he desperately and greedily enjoyed Qin Xiangyuan's desire for control.

Su Yao peeked at Qin Xiangyuan. The old man was actually very handsome, with a straight nose, a strong chin, and a pair of stern eyes pressed down by long eyebrows.

According to the entertainment industry's aesthetic standards for men, he may be too tall and strong.

But in such a small compartment, when Su Yao looked over with his warm breath, the old man was really damn charming.

Qin Xiangyuan stopped the car and pointed at his seat belt arrogantly.

Su Yao leaned over like a kitten, lay on Qin Xiangyuan's chest and obediently unbuckled the seat belt for the shit shoveler.

Qin Xiangyuan was finally in a better mood, lowered his head and kissed Su Yao's fair forehead forcefully: "Boom!"

Su Yao blushed quickly.

This old man is really annoying, what kind of kiss is he on the forehead, he really thinks he is raising a son!

Father Qin took his cheap son out of the car: "You didn't go to school all day today. I asked Zhou Li to go to school and ask about the notes and homework. Hurry up and make up the notes."

Su Yao panicked and hung on Qin Xiangyuan's body with all four limbs, yelling softly: "I'm hungry, I have to eat before I can do my homework!"

Qin Xiangyuan said blankly: "Moderate hunger can enhance memory, write notes before eating."

Su Yao's eyes widened: "Where did you hear such a crazy educational philosophy!"

Qin Xiangyuan said: "It was said in the expert lecture organized by your school. Stop talking nonsense, if you don't study hard, I will let you have no more scenes to film."