The scumbag Bai Yueguang and I are HE

When Xiao Kou'er was brought into the office, he was in a daze and couldn't recover until Cen Yao turned back and closed the door with a soft sound.

"He...they..." Xiao Kou'er stammered unconsciously.

"Huh?" Cen Yao responded lightly, walked up to him, and raised his hand to brush a little snowflake off his head.

It didn't snow much today, but it still soaked a little boy's hair.The broken hair in front of his forehead was stuck even tighter, looking a little indescribably well-behaved.

Xiao Kou'er smelled gunpowder on Cen Yao's body.

It's really the smell of gunpowder.It's the smell of bullets coming out of the gun case.

In the Lin mansion these days, he had heard it from Cen Yao a lot.Especially later when Cen Yao taught him how to use a gun, he became more familiar with it.

Little Button finally stopped stumbling.

He straightened out and said, "...Can they know?"

"Can you know what?"

"It's me and fourth master... Are we going to get married...? Can they know about this?" Xiao Kou'er was a little at a loss.

Isn't this kind of thing only for fun in private?

Even if he got it on the stage, he shouldn't let his subordinates know about it.

"Well, I will know sooner or later." Cen Yao said, took two pieces of paper casually, lowered his eyebrows, and carefully wiped Xiao Kou'er's face that was slightly cool from the wind and snow.

It was like the first day when he walked into the backstage of the troupe and pinched his chin like this, slowly wiping off the oil paint on his face.

"Sooner or later?" Xiao Kou'er was even more dazed.

"When the wedding banquet is held, you will know."

Xiaokouer clenched his fingers unconsciously.

Not only was Cen Yao not joking, but he seemed to have already put such a thing on the agenda...

Then think about what the people in the troupe said to him.

"There are some things I didn't tell you in the past because Cen Qingyuan couldn't give anything at all. It's different now... Fourth Master Cen has a detached position, and he will definitely marry a famous lady in the future. Why don't you take advantage of the present and hurry up from Fourth Cen Where are you going to get some benefits from the Lord? Once Fourth Master Cen gets away, shouldn’t our troupe be what it is? Next time we have a guest, we can still throw money and fruit on your head... "

The head teacher's voice twitched in Xiaokou'er's head.

Xiao Kou'er couldn't help but said: "Today the head teacher said something to me."

"Huh?" Cen Yao grabbed his wrist and led him to the desk.Xiao Kou'er glanced at it unconsciously, thinking that this desk is really big, and there is a map on it...

Xiao Kou'er narrowed her gaze, and then continued: "He said...you will marry someone else, let me please you right now."

Cen Yao's eyes darkened slightly, but nothing showed on his face.

He sat down on the chair, looked up at Xiao Kou'er: "You don't need to please me."

Little Button blinked.

Cen Yao took him around and gently pressed him into his arms.

Cen Yao was tall and straight, much taller than him, and his chin was right next to his neck right now.Cen Yao flipped through the map in front of him with one hand, lifted his small suit with the other, and grabbed his waist.Losing the barrier of clothing, he was tightly attached to his flesh.

"I like you, so I should please you." Cen Yao said, touched his tailbone, pressed it lightly, and then said: "I'm here to please you now."

How to please?

Little Button was stunned.

Does he still need to please?

For a moment, he forgot all the unpleasant things the head teacher said.

Cen Yao first picked up the pen and made a mark on the map, then closed it, and left it alone.Before Xiao Kouer could recover, his trousers were ripped off.

Then he knew how to please.

Cen Yao didn't take off his clothes.

Just unfasten the straps and zippers.

And he was nestled softly in Cen Yao's arms, thinking that he was going to be hit on the carpet several times, but when he came back to his senses, he was still firmly held by Cen Yao's arms.

...Cleaning up and pleasing...how is it the same thing?

Little Button felt in a daze that he had been cheated.

When he regained his clarity, he was still in Cen Yao's arms.It's just that both of them were dressed neatly, but the hem of his shirt and Cen Yao's trousers became crumpled. Fortunately, his shirt was worn inside, and Cen Yao's trousers were also black, so it was hard to tell.

The door is open.

From time to time, someone came in to deliver materials to Cen Yao.

And the phone beside Cen Yao kept ringing.

It seems like something is going to happen...

Xiao Kou'er raised his head, and could only see Cen Yao's chin, which was sharp and indifferent.

It's completely different from the way she bowed her head and kissed him just now.

At this time, someone knocked on the door and came in.

Xiao Kou'er raised his eyes and looked, it seemed that he followed Cen Yao and called him "sister-in-law" together.

Little Kou'er blushed a little, and moved his body unconsciously, Cen Yao didn't look at him, but his hands clasped him even tighter.

He felt like a vixen.

It's almost like it's written in the play.

It made Cen Yao take him by his side whenever he went to the barracks.

The man reported to Cen Yao, all of which were words that Xiao Kouer couldn't understand.

Then he finally mentioned a name that was familiar to Kouer.

"The marriage between Cen Qingyuan and Ms. Tong fell through. Master Cen was so angry that he couldn't get out of bed. He sent people to look for you everywhere."

Only then did Cen Yao lower his head and glance at Xiao Kou'er, and then said calmly: "The Tong family is not stupid enough to sell their daughter."

"Miss Tong has stayed in school after all, so I still can't stand this anger." The man said, paused, and then said: "Cen Qingyuan's right leg is recovering well."

Cen Yao knew that it was probably Xiao Kouer's first shot, and he didn't have a crosshair, so he didn't hurt any critical places.Unlike him, even if Cen Qingyuan's left leg is healed, he will have to walk with a limp in the future.

But knowing is one thing.

Cen Yao pinched his fingertips, still afraid that the young man would be soft.

Cen Yao said indifferently: "If the Cen family members come again, you should tell them. If you want me to set foot in the Cen family's door again, let Cen Qingyuan get out of the Cen family business first."

The man nodded, wrote them down one by one, and then backed out.

Then Cen Yao looked at Xiao Kou'er's expression.

The boy's face was wrinkled into a ball.

Cen Yao pinched his neck.

Xiaokou'er felt like a cat or dog was pinched by the nape of the neck...

"Fourth master?"

"Not happy?"

Wouldn't it be because of seeing Cen Qingyuan's dismal end that he felt compassion?

Little Button opened his mouth, shook his head and said nothing.

As soon as he heard the words Cen Qingyuan, he remembered what the class leader said, why is Fourth Master Cen different from Cen Qingyuan...

How could he tell Cen Yao what the class leader said?

So... so shameful.

It seems that he is a villain with plans and ulterior motives.

Thinking about it this way, Xiao Kou'er felt ashamed and sorry for Cen Yao.

Cen Yao pinched the back of his neck again, and said in a low voice, "You miss Cen Qingyuan?"

After all, Xiao Kou'er is still a little young, and when he was with Cen Qingyuan, he didn't know how to make love.Not to mention that Cen Qingyuan wasn't a qualified lover at all, and Xiao Kou'er was with him, so he passed in a daze.

Now he has no taste of Cen Yao's jealousy at all.

Little Button just twisted his lower body with difficulty.

Cen Yao's eyes were deep, and he relaxed slightly.

But Xiao Kou'er stepped on the carpet with bare feet, turned around, and flung himself into Cen Yao's arms again, like a puppy, kissed Cen Yao's chin, nose, mouth in a haphazard manner... Whispered : "How can I let the fourth master please me? I think... I should please the fourth master."

The deep light in Cen Yao's eyes instantly turned into a fiery flame.

He said hoarsely, "How do you please me?"

Little Kou'er writhed in his arms, then flexibly hooked his legs around his waist: "...I practice very hard on weekdays."

Cen Yao grabbed the back of his head and blocked his voice.

In the end, Xiao Kou'er took the initiative to please Cen Yao again.

Adding up all these back and forth, it was more than two hours of tossing.

"Please" is really exhausting.

When Xiao Kou'er was wrapped in a blanket and carried into the car by Cen Yao, he thought so.

However, the uncomfortable and shameful feeling in his heart was disturbed.

When the car slowly drove towards the Lin mansion, Xiao Kou'er couldn't help but whispered: "...The boss is very kind to me."

He didn't know whether he was telling Cen Yao or comforting himself, don't think too much because of the troupe's attitude.

"En." Cen Yao responded, unable to hear any emotion.

After Xiaokouer finished speaking, he fell asleep because he was too tired.

When he woke up again, he had already returned to the Lin mansion.Only him in bed.

Xiao Kou'er fumbled around and got up, and asked the maid, who said that Cen Yao was in the study.

He turned around and saw that there was a phone beside his bed, he stretched out his hand eagerly, and dialed the internal number in Cen Yao's study.

Cen Yao quickly picked it up and asked, "Are you awake?"

How does he know it was me every time?

Kou'er was a little at a loss.

But there was a bit of indescribable joy in my heart.

It seemed that as long as he stretched out his hand, he would be able to catch Cen Yao's palm exactly.

"Yeah. Wake up."

"hungry?"

"Not hungry."

Xiao Kou'er didn't know what to say, but he always had to talk on the phone... Xiao Kou'er racked his brains, and took out what he hadn't finished talking in the car because he fell asleep, and continued talking to Cen Yao: "...I still want to go to an opera troupe to sing, but I'm afraid to go to an opera troupe."

"I was taken in by the troupe owner when I was nine years old, because I had no father or mother that year. I didn't want to become a beggar at the entrance of the alley. So I knelt at the entrance of the troupe cheekily."

"Then the head teacher taught me how to sing...it's a little bitter, but it's not too hard. It's better than living with no place to live and nothing to eat..."

In the study, Cen Yao put away his pen and listened carefully to what Xiao Kouer had to say.

The more he listened to what he said, the colder Cen Yao's eyebrows became, and after a while, his pupils turned into two cold pools.

Little Kou'er didn't know it, and kept saying, "Everyone is working hard, so how can it be considered hard work? One year when the troupe couldn't keep going, we drank a little porridge every day and cooked some wild vegetables... I was the youngest at that time. , They gave me an extra spoonful. It was very fragrant. Later, Aju in the troupe went to make an outer room for others. On the day she came back, she brought us roasted sweet potatoes sold on the street. It was very fragrant. That’s what I ate. The most delicious thing ever…”

Xiaokouer talked a lot intermittently and in a mess.

At last he sighed softly.

He didn't read much, but he vaguely remembered that sentence.

We can share joys and sorrows, but we cannot share wealth.

"I'm a little sad..."

Cen Yao said, "Wait."

"?"

When Xiaokouer spoke again, there was no voice from Cen Yao on the other end of the phone.

Little Button had no choice but to wait there bored.

Am I talking too boringly?Right.Why did Cen Yao listen to what I said?

Button rolled over on the bed, and then suddenly the door opened.

The man walked in and handed him an oiled paper package.

The little button was taken apart in a daze.

It's a baked sweet potato.