Dedicated to the silly little white artist

130 three

Bai En knew on the phone that Zheng He's butt had been injured in the past, and a fight with the staff at the airport caused the old injury to recur, so he went to the hospital.

After hearing this, he curled his lips. In fact, if this incident happened to him, it would be a trivial matter, but Zheng He was different. When he thought of the pitiful appearance of this person lying on the hospital bed at that time , I feel uncomfortable in my heart.He won't go too far in this matter, but a 'small' punishment is still acceptable.

After briefly explaining the follow-up work, Bai En turned around and saw Zheng He watching TV with a cushion in his arms.

Bai En was actually very puzzled by this scene, other cushions are used for sitting, why can this one be hugged?Where does its attraction come from to make Zheng He so unwilling to let go.

"Mr. Bai!" Zheng He turned his head abruptly, startling the attentive Bai En who was looking at him.

Smiling and nodding, he walked over and habitually put his arms around his waist. Zheng He threw the cushion aside and put his hands on Bai En's lap to continue watching TV.

Bai En saw that Zheng He's butt was not padded at all, and reached into his jeans. Zheng He stiffened, and carefully propped himself up a little so that Bai En's hand could enter more smoothly, and his Adam's apple moved. She moved, and the eyes that peeked over secretly were slightly springy.

After Bai En checked Zheng He's anus, he felt that there was nothing serious. He took his hand out, wiped off the dirt on his hand with a towel, and picked up the remote control to change the channel.

Zheng He waited for a while, seeing that Bai En didn't make any follow-up movements, he leaned lightly towards him, and kissed Bai En's chin intimately with his fiery breath.

Sensing the abnormal temperature on Zheng He's body, Bai En frowned, lifted him up, put him on his lap, turned his head and asked, "What's wrong? Butt hurts?"

"Hmm..." Zheng He paralyzed his body on Bai En.

Bai En held Zheng He in one hand, and reached for his cell phone in the other, saying, "Wait a minute, I'll call the doctor right away."

Zheng He's eyes widened suddenly, he quickly stretched his legs and kicked Bai En's cell phone to the other side, and asked nervously, "You, what did you ask the doctor to do?"

"Aren't you uncomfortable?" Bai En's mask with a soft smile on his face was taken off, and he couldn't hide his concern at the moment.

Zheng He was speechless: "No, my ass is uncomfortable, isn't it because you tickled it... Ah, I understand, I understand," Zheng He slapped his forehead, and said, "My ass is really fine, you don't have to worry about it. .”

"you sure?"

"Sure." Zheng He asked Bai En to look at his blingbling eyes.

"Well, that's good." Bai En hugged back and continued to watch TV.

Zheng He rubbed his hands back and forth on Bai En's abdominal muscles, and asked, "Then... shall we continue?"

Bai En rubbed Zheng He's buttocks, which felt good, and said, "When you get better here, we can have sex again, and we will stop now."

"I'm really really really fine," Zheng He said.

Bai En shook his head: "This matter cannot be accommodated. It is important for you to recuperate now." After finishing speaking, he turned his head away from Zheng He's sad little eyes.

Zheng He poked Bai En's abdominal muscles sullenly.

Bai En endured it for a while, seeing that his movements were getting more and more excessive, he held it in his hand, and looked down, Zheng He was sighing.

Regarding Zheng He's 'dissatisfied with desire', Bai En's mood was like ice and fire. He was satisfied that Zheng He hadn't eaten wild food during this period, and sighed that the time and place were all right, except for Zheng He's ass. Disappointing.

Bai En did a lot of things in the first half of his life, but the only thing he didn't do was coax people. He contemplated for a long time, and only choked out a sentence: "Watch TV, okay?" And a J country entertainment program that I like very much.

"I don't know Japanese, so I can't read it." Zheng He was still unhappy.

"Then I'll translate for you, don't be angry with me, okay?" Bai En said softly.

Zheng He rubbed his face, pulled out a smile, and said, "I'm not angry with you, but I think I may be the most pitiful number zero in the world, with my ass pouting and no big stick coming." He looked at Bai En with an expression like a golden retriever in need of a bone.

Bai En: "..."

130 four

Zheng He is a typical person who healed his scars and forgot about the pain.

The doctor clearly told him to be careful of the wound during this time, and because of the medicine, he should avoid greasy, seafood, ginger and spring onions and other strong seasonings.

When he woke up, he jumped a few times and felt that he was almost fine, so he started pestering Bai En to eat delicious food again.

Bai En has met many people, some are misers who are desperate for fame and others are only for money all their lives, but Zheng He really opened his eyes. For a long time, Bai En felt that as long as there is someone, he can make him want to eat Whatever he eats, he can sell himself to repay the favor of the other party.

How hungry I was in my previous life, I can only eat so much in this life.

Other lovers want luxury goods or luxury cars, but only Zheng He can satisfy with a meal.

When Bai En's busy four or five calls came in at the same time, Zheng He just sat aside and watched stupidly.

"You don't need to accompany me, go out and play by yourself first." Bai En persuaded softly.

Zheng He nodded, opened the door, looked back reluctantly, and asked, "Mr. Bai, how long are you going to be busy?"

"What's wrong?" Bai En covered the microphone and asked.

Zheng He took out a stack of newspapers promoting advertisements from his pocket as if by magic, pointed to the sign on it and said, "How about we go eat this after you finish work?"

Bai En looked at the densely packed J characters on it, and asked, "Do you understand?"

"That's okay," Zheng He flipped through the pages, pointing to a picture at the bottom of the huge newspaper that was no bigger than a fingernail, and said, "I understood it when I saw this, it's all about beef steaks, right? "

Bai En was silent, Zheng He really guessed right.

130 five

"Mr. Bai, Mr. Bai..." Zheng He's voice buzzed over Bai En's head like a mosquito.

Bai En had just finished taking the medicine, and he hadn't recovered from the discomfort. He opened his eyes and looked at the living room, but he didn't find Zheng He's figure unexpectedly.

what happened?

Bai En sat up from the chaise longue with some difficulty, looked around, Zheng He was really not there.

"Zheng He, where are you?" Bai En raised his voice slightly and shouted.

There was a long silence in the room.

No, there are monitoring facilities and bodyguards outside the room, so Zheng He can't go out, and Zheng He himself, because of his injuries, has been very good these days.

Could it be... some reason for Zheng He's force majeure that I didn't expect?

Bai En stared blankly for a while, these days he was with Zheng He every day, and suddenly found that Zheng He had disappeared, and his heart seemed to be empty.

No, no, Zheng He would definitely not go out by himself.

Almost in a panic, Bai En rang the dark bell on the wall, and then, the next moment, outside the French window, he saw Zheng He sitting on the lawn playing with the computer.

【Hello?Director Bai, what do you want from me? 】Over there, is Candy's eternal northeast accent.

Bai En was silent for 3 minutes, and said: "It's okay, just check the post." Then he hung up the phone.

"Shu La La" opened the floor-to-ceiling windows, and Bai En lowered his head slightly. The warm sunshine and refreshing breeze brushed his body, but they couldn't get into his heart.

Just now, he pulled the dark bell worryingly just because he couldn't see this person.

This kind of self scares him, Zheng He doesn't need to be so important in his plan, at least not so important that he loses his mind.

Should we stay?

Bai En looked at the sunny youth on the lawn.

Can't face my own heart.

130 six

Zheng Hexing was probably tired from playing, so he straightened his back and stretched his waist. He accidentally raised his head and saw Mr. Bai staring at him. He shook in fright, and said with a random smile, "Mr. Bai, are you done with your work?"

Bai En nodded subconsciously, and then remembered the half-meter-high documents on his desk.

"What are you doing here?" Bai En asked.

Zheng He lay on his back on the lawn, scratching the ground with his hands like a crab, then raised his arms and threw the grass in the air, having fun, he said, "Don't you think the weather is particularly good today?"

Bai En squinted his eyes and looked up, only feeling that the sun was extremely dazzling.

Zheng He raised his hand and said, "Mr. Bai, come down too, bask in the sun, and let the ultraviolet rays eat up the bacteria on your body."

Bai En couldn't help but said: "Ultraviolet rays kill bacteria, not eat them. Ultraviolet rays are not living things..."

Zheng He scratched his hair, without any embarrassment: "It's okay, anyway, it's good to bask in the sun, isn't it? Come down, come down, let's play computer together."

"I have a headache." Bai En said.

Zheng He's expression changed immediately, and he asked worriedly, "Ah? What happened? Did you work too long? I said don't work so hard. Sometimes I see you in the study when I wake up at night."

Bai En was comfortable pointing at the glass with his finger. Hearing the regular and crisp 'Dangdang' sound, he paused his fingers and asked, "Did you see me working in the study?"

Zheng He nodded: "Well, it was in your suburban villa before."

Only Bai En knew that he would not work again as long as he got to eight o'clock every day and locked the door on time.

If it wasn't him, then who was in the study?

Bai En remembered Song Ju's hesitant expression when he gave him the project before, and suddenly his heart felt so happy, and his head didn't seem to hurt so much.

"Mr. Bai..." Zheng He was still shouting persistently from below.

With soft eyes, Bai En said, "I'll come down right away."

"Okay, okay, I'll wait for you."

Bai En suddenly decided to separate Zheng He from Boss Song.

This is basically his lucky star, the lucky beast.

But deep down in his heart, he also knew that this was probably a reason he pulled out, and he couldn't make up his mind to hurt him.

Such a clean person is rare.