Possessive relationship

When I entered the door, he had already changed into casual clothes, sitting on the sofa with a glass of red wine and reading a newspaper, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his eyes, a gentle and harmless scum.

Seeing me coming in, he pushed his glasses and asked, "Why is it taking so long?"

I didn't speak, walked up to him and knelt down, thought about it, and rested my head on his lap.

He smiled, took off his glasses, folded the newspaper and put it aside, stroked my head and the back of my neck like he was grooming a dog, and asked me, "Did Xiaowen bully you?"

I replied sullenly: "No."

His hand was still touching me, which made me gradually calm down, and I didn't want to think about anything for a while.Chen Zhiyao's voice sounded above my head: "I have been good friends with his father since I took charge of the company in my early twenties. He was still young at that time, but he liked to pester me since then. Now I heard that I I have a pet at home, and I want to come and see it, and I am very curious about you."

I almost blurted out: "I have something to be curious about, and it's not the first time you have raised something."

I feel a little regretful about saying that. I seem to have heard Su Jinwen say that it was the first time he brought someone home to raise him.

Chen Zhiyao wasn't angry either, but said lightly: "Well, it's not the first time I've played with it, it's just the first time I raised it with my own hands. I used to train it when I bought it. They're not as interesting as you, play with them." It won't take long to get tired of it."

I don't know if that counts as a threat, but it's kind of amazing that he hasn't gotten bored of me in over two years.It's better not to mess with him.

Chen Zhiyao patted my shoulder, "Get up and have dinner with me."

I straightened up and looked at him, and asked pleadingly: "Master, I'm not hungry, can I not go down?"

"No."

The expected answer, but I'm still a little frustrated. Su Jinwen's way of asking just now made me a little nervous. His father knows Chen Zhiyao so well, and he can be regarded as Chen Zhiyao watched him grow up. Come out, Chen Zhiyao agreed, but what should I do?

Thinking so, I followed Chen Zhiyao downstairs, Su Jinwen was already sitting at the dining table waiting for us.Seeing us coming down, he smiled happily and said, "I'm finally down, but I'm already hungry."

Chen Zhiyao chatted with him casually, and asked him what he wanted to eat before asking the kitchen to do it.They chatted all over the world, Chen Zhiyao was not very old, but he had the demeanor of an elder, asking Su Jinwen about his studies, how he was doing in school, and what plans he had for the future.

Su Jinwen answered every question he had, excitedly introducing his school, talking about the kind of friends he had made, who he knew, and saying that he wanted to work under Chen Zhiyao for an internship in the future, as if he admired him .

I listened silently, the content of the conversation was very plain, that kind of plain and carefree life had nothing to do with me at all.The food made in the kitchen is as delicious and healthy as ever, but I just mechanically eat what is placed in front of me.

I have to admit, I'm really envious.Looking at Su Jinwen, I seem to see myself in a parallel world.Although I have adapted to this kind of life now, I still yearn for the life of the most ordinary college student.

Everything was fine at first, they chatted about their lives, and I thought about my thoughts, but Su Jinwen suddenly turned the conversation to me: "Ruoruo, why don't you talk?"

I looked up at Chen Zhiyao, and he looked at me a little funny.I don't care about it, so I can only say: "I don't know what to say."

"Have you been to college?" Su Jinwen asked me with a smile.

I felt a little uncomfortable, and said bitterly, "No." Before the accident, I had just graduated from high school and was about to enter university.

"Really? Uncle Chen didn't send you to learn anything?" There was a sly gleam in his eyes, and my heart was full of blood. When he asked the last thing I didn't want to mention, I clenched my chopsticks angrily. Next to Chen Zhiyao, he dared not show it here.

"No." I gritted my teeth and answered him.

"How long have you been here?" Su Jinwen still looked innocent and curious.

"More than a year."

"What do you usually do?"

"Nothing." I'm just Chen Zhiyao's bedding.

"Do you have any specialties?"

"No." I don't know if being able to endure counts as a specialty, if it counts, I should also count as one.

"What about hobbies?"

"No."

"Can you do anything?"

"No." If yes, I will screw you to death first, and then screw Chen Zhiyao to death!

"How are you doing in bed?"

"What?" I stared at him dumbfounded, I couldn't believe he would ask me this in front of Chen Zhiyao, but Chen Zhiyao looked at us thoughtfully, but still didn't speak, I said: "Not so good .”

"Uncle Chen, there's nothing special about him. He just looks better." Su Jinwen complained dissatisfiedly, but Chen Zhiyao was still very used to his response: "I told you a long time ago that there is nothing special, you don't believe me That's all."

It's really hard for me to accept that they discuss my function and even my bed skills in front of me like this.Even if I recognize Chen Zhiyao and can insult me ​​at will, but what is this Su Jinwen!

I don't want to sit down anymore. If you want to discuss it, at least don't do it in front of me. Even if Chen Zhiyao wants to punish me, I will admit it.I stood up, my voice trembling with anger: "I'm full, I'll go up first."

Chen Zhiyao didn't stop me, but Su Jinwen still yelled at my leaving back: "Since you have nothing to do, why don't you come and play with me tomorrow when Uncle Chen isn't here."

His innocent voice and devil-like words made me wish I could beat him up, but I resisted the urge and ran upstairs in three steps at a time, and threw myself onto the spacious big bed Go, bury your head in the quilt and don't want to go out.