domineering man

Being rejected, Qu Yang's face froze, he couldn't hold back, and when he spoke again, his tone became much sharper.

"What a big tone, I don't know who you are, dare to speak big on this occasion."

Yin Su blinked his harmless eyes and looked up at Zhao Qian.

Zhao Qian was taken aback for a moment, not knowing what to say, but felt itchy and proud to be looked at by such eyes.

Until Gao Fang next to him poked him.

"This is the baby you picked up?"

Zhao Qian came to his senses, and before he could speak, Yin Su took over the conversation and said quite seriously, "I am his baby."

Mr. Yin, who didn't know what shyness was at all, blurted out, and his face was extremely calm after speaking.

Zhao Qian listened comfortably, turned around and said fiercely to Qu Yang: "Who are you, you dare to meddle in my affairs."

After speaking, he glared at those who couldn't control their gaze.

"I... I am Qu..."

Before Qu Yang finished speaking, Zhao Qian proudly pushed Yin Su away from the chaotic party.

"Xiao Qu, is he new here? Why have I never seen him before?"

Mr. Sun put his arm around Qu Yang's waist from behind and twisted it hard.

Qu Yang trembled from the pain, and said with a stiff face, "It should be a newly signed artist. If Mr. Sun is interested, I can help you find out."

"It's still a little song, hahaha..."

On the way back, Zhao Qian stared at Yin Su closely.

Yin Su let him go, but he has never been a talkative person. Even now, he just sat comfortably and didn't feel that the atmosphere was awkward.

"Honey, are you jealous?"

Yin Su looked at the handsome face approaching him, stretched out a finger and pushed him back.

"What is jealousy..."

He really didn't pay much attention to the emotions and desires in the world, and he rarely had any troubles in his heart. He came here to look for Zhao Qian rashly today, but he just followed Xiao Liu's calculations.

Seeing that Yin Su's indifferent appearance did not look like a fake, Zhao Qian felt a little uncomfortable.

"Won't you feel bad if I go to find another little elf?"

Zhao Qian still didn't give up. When did he receive this kind of treatment? Whoever thought of a way to rub against him before, that's why Yin Su always had such a cold and indifferent appearance, but every time he saw him, he felt itchy .

"Why should I suffer?"

Yin Su still looked calm.

Seeing Zhao Qian's wide-open eyes slowly drooping down, he lifted his chin like a soul, and said cooperatively, "How can you find someone else."

The two people's eyes met, Yin Su's eyes were still calm, but Zhao Qian's eyes gradually became brighter and hotter.

This cold and ascetic look is really attractive.

Zhao Qian, who was addicted to beauty, grabbed the jade-white fingertips on his chin, and only when he touched Yin Su's palm did he realize that Yin Su's palm was cold. Zhao Qian frowned slightly, and subconsciously wrapped his palm around him.

The fiery temperature made Yinju feel a little uncomfortable.

But not annoying.

He moved his fingers lightly, touching Zhao Qian's palm together, his slightly lowered eyes focused on the intersecting hands, a little novelty, but also a little greedy.

Naturally, he didn't notice the flash of light in Zhao Qian's eyes.

A few days later, Zhao Qian was so busy that his feet never touched the ground, and he seldom went back to the Bauhinia Garden. Yin Su was happy and quiet by himself, and could stay for a day just sitting quietly in front of the French windows.

Even the aunt who came to clean couldn't bear to destroy this peaceful and beautiful picture.

Only today is a little different.

Yin Su looked at the neatly arranged books in front of him, and looked at Xiao Liu with questioning eyes.

"Mr. Zhao told you to learn how to be a good vase."

Yin Su glanced over, and the gaudy cover and overly beautified font made him a little interested.

"The Domineering President Falls in Love with Me", "My Private Life with the Overbearing President", "I Love You, Just Lock You in the Bed".

The slender fingertips flipped through two pages, looked at them briefly, then raised their heads and said to Xiao Liu, "This book is wrong..."

Xiao Liu looked at him suspiciously.

"The gender is wrong..."

Xiao Liu's stiff expression cracked for a moment, but soon returned to its original state.

"Hold on……"

Xiao Liu turned around and went out to make a phone call.

Yin Su's fingertips swept over and stopped at the book "Love You, Just Lock You in Bed".

When Xiao Liu delivered the new book, Yin Su had already flipped through the book.

"Thank you..."

Yinsu didn't raise his head, and simply issued the order to evict the guest.

He glanced at the new book.

"My Underground Romance with the Donor", "Secrets of the Office", "Please Face Me".

Yin Su raised his eyebrows and picked up a book casually.

In the evening, all the books have been turned to the end.

Yin Su sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and heard the movement outside the door. It was indeed Zhao Qian who had returned to the villa.

As soon as Zhao Qian entered the door, he saw the books on the table. He tidied up his expression, and walked in front of Yin Su with his eyes shining slightly.

"Baby, I've been too busy recently, so you won't blame me if I didn't come to see you."

Seeing Zhao Qian leaning slightly, Yin Su grabbed the hand stretched out in front of him, thought for a moment, and shook his head helplessly.

"You will rely on me to spoil you."

Zhao Qian froze, this is not the right direction.

"Hey, if you want me to forgive you, just sit up and move by yourself."

Zhao Qian's legs went limp, and his Adam's apple slid up and down unconsciously.

A slight doubt flashed in Yin Su's eyes, and then it became clear. He raised his eyelids lazily.

"Why, little fairy, you don't even listen to me?"

Zhao Qian stretched out his finger and pointed at himself, but didn't say a complete sentence for a long while.

"Angry?"

Zhao Qian just wanted to nod, but heard the next sentence.

"Little thing, you still dare to play your temper with me, do you want me to punish you at night, huh?"

A simple sentence followed the ending of the sentence, which completely made Zhao Qianshu half of his body.

Seeing Zhao Qian standing there blankly without any response, Yin Su wanted to continue talking, but just as he opened his mouth, Zhao Qian gritted his teeth and reached out to cover his mouth.

"Don't say it!"

A trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, looking at Zhao Qian's flushed face, he blinked innocently.

"Hey God..."

The muffled voice came out, making Zhao Qian's palm hot and wet.

This is more than a wrong direction, it is very wrong.

Who can tell him why the baby he raised has learned the skills of the gold master!

Yin Su's eyes were bent, and he was smiling.

Zhao Qian seemed to be scalded, so he quickly withdrew his hand.

But before he backed away, Yin Su grabbed him and pulled him back.

Zhao Qian staggered, stretched out his hand to support the armrest of the wheelchair, and the two sniffed each other.

Yin Su's eyes were calm and indifferent, he stretched out his hand to caress Zhao Qian's chest, and said softly, "Your heart is beating so fast."

With a bang, Zhao Qian blushed completely.

He pursed his lips, tilted his head and continued to ask, "Are you hot..."

Zhao Qian could no longer hear what Yin Su was saying, what he saw was Yin Su's flawless face and those moist and red lips.

At some point, the posture of the two changed to Zhao Qian sitting on Yin Su's lap.

Yin Su couldn't feel his legs, so he didn't think there was anything wrong, but seeing Zhao Qian's eyes that were getting foggy and his face getting redder, he was a little worried whether Zhao Qian was bewitched.

If this is the case, the patron is unreliable, wouldn't he have to support himself!

In order to be a vase that doesn't worry about anything, Yin Su and Zhao Qian pressed their foreheads together, trying to sense something.

The slightly cool body temperature on his forehead brought back a sliver of reason in Zhao Qian. He looked at the person close at hand, as if being drawn, he gradually moved towards him.

Just when the two lips touched, Yin Su tilted his head, and Zhao Qian's fiery lips brushed against Yin Su's fair earlobe.

Yin Su looked at Zhao Qian in surprise, and said calmly, "You beat me..."

Zhao Qian seemed to be blown up, and his whole body bounced up, trying to get himself into the crack of the ground with a blushing face.

Yin Su propped his chin and looked at Zhao Qian's hurried figure, and with a bang, the toilet door was slammed shut.

There was a hint of a smile in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared like a water mark with a slight flicker.

It was already an hour after Zhao Qian came out of the toilet.

And Xiao Liu was standing in the living room with his usual expressionless face.

"Mr. Zhao, I hope you can return to the old house on time tomorrow."

Xiao Liu gave a formulaic reminder, then turned and left.

Zhao Qian was stunned for a moment by his brain filled with yellow waste, but he quickly came to his senses and spun back and forth anxiously.

Because tomorrow is Sunday, and it is also the birthday of his elder brother Zhao Xun.

Yin Su knew about this when Zhao Qian came out of the toilet.

Because he was holding an invitation in his hand with his name written on it.

This shows that he did not go with Zhao Qian as a lover, but was a guest entertained by Zhao Zhai alone.

Yin Su was not too surprised.

As early as that time when Xiao Liu asked him to go to the banquet, he knew that Zhao Qian's brother had always known of his existence and wanted to test him.

Zhao Qian was running around in a hurry at this time, and quickly thought about whether he had done any absurd things in the recent period that both people and gods were angry with.

Finally, he slowly turned his gaze to Yin Su.

Yin Su squinted his eyelids lazily, not knowing what was going on, these days he often felt tired, and he often felt sleepy after a while.

He raised his eyelids and shook the invitation between his fingertips.

"I'll be on time tomorrow."

After speaking, he yawned and prepared to go back to sleep.

Zhao Qian watched him leave, and with a glance, he saw the books left on the table.

He walked over angrily and wanted to throw the book away, but as soon as he picked it up, his face turned red, he muttered something, and put it back in a good manner.

"Also... it still has some effect."

Yin Su, who was entering the room with a wheelchair, paused for a moment. He thought about it for a moment, and it turned out that Zhao Qian hoped that he would treat him like that.

Forget it, he, a thousand-year-old monster, is now being raised by this little thing, so it's okay to satisfy his petty thoughts for the time being.

He shook his head and smiled slightly, his eyelids trembled slightly, and his slender eyelashes covered his cold eyes.

On the other side, a handsome and ruthless man in the office looked at the blank information on Yinsu. He leaned back and crossed his hands on the table, his narrow eyes were full of deep thought.