Dedicated to the unfathomable gold master

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Zheng He was taken to a typical Japanese courtyard, opened the door, walked through the hallway, and there was Mr. Bai sitting in the room impressively.

Zheng He was very happy, completely forgetting the unhappiness when they first met in the hospital, and rushed forward to hug Mr. Bai.

Mr. Bai hugged him back, and gestured to Jie Zi behind Zheng He to leave. Jie Zi nodded, closed the door and left.

"Mr. Bai..." Zheng He clung to him and did not let go.

Mr. Bai put his hand on Zheng He's back at first, stroking it, then slid it between the two mounds, stroking it in circles.

Zheng He blushed from his troubles, and snorted comfortably. He couldn't help wanting more since he hadn't been close to a person for a month, but Mr. Bai withdrew his hands, hugged Zheng He and fell on the tatami.

Zheng He found the place where he lay most often in his arms, propped his head up and asked, "What's the matter? I'm fine."

Mr. Bai sighed and said, "I'm tired." After a pause, he said, "Are you still blaming me?"

Zheng He wondered: "What do you blame?"

"Hospital."

"Oh," Zheng He guessed what Mr. Bai was thinking, and replied with a smile: "I was wrong about this matter. I shouldn't have come here without calling you. How can I blame you? Don't think too much about it." He raised his head and kissed Mr. Bai's chin.

Mr. Bai smiled at the corner of his mouth, and his hard shell seemed to be disintegrated by Zheng He's thoughtfulness. He turned around gently, and wrapped Zheng He's body into his arms.Zheng He waited for a long time but didn't see the other party's next move. When he pulled the man's forehead hair, he found that the other party was actually asleep.

Zheng He stared at the man's handsome face, and slowly felt a sour and unbearable feeling in his heart. He brushed the lines at the corners of Mr. Bai's eyes carefully, thinking: Maybe this is called distressing?

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Zheng He slept comfortably in Mr. Bai's arms all afternoon, only waking up when the willows were on the moon.

Maybe it was because he was too tired during this time, Zheng He found that he was drooling when he woke up, and the saliva was all stuck to the man's white shirt.Zheng He's face turned from red to white, and his heart was beating continuously.

OMG!What a shame!

Mr. Bai didn't seem to be awake yet, and he stretched out his hand to feel in his arms in a daze. Zheng He was afraid that he would find the saliva, so he quickly put his hand into Mr. Bai's palm.

Mr. Bai felt that the touch was not right, and slowly opened his eyes.

"What's wrong with you?" he asked slowly.

Zheng He focused all his attention on the obvious water stain, and asked slowly, "What?"

Mr. Bai touched Zheng He's cheek: "Why is your face so red?"

Zheng He laughed dryly, he was nervous.

"You...do you want to sleep again?"

Mr. Bai closed his eyes. Just as Zheng He turned to get the towel, Mr. Bai opened his eyes again and said, "No, I'm not sleepy anymore."

Zheng He's arm holding the towel froze there.

Mr. Bai raised the corners of his mouth playfully, and asked, "What are you doing?"

Zheng He closed his eyes, turned his head away, his face flushed red.

Mr. Bai took out the towel in Zheng He's hand, and his tone was full of jokes: "Baby, you are so cute."

Squeak if you wake up!Is it fun to see me embarrassed? ! ! !

Zheng He roared in his heart.

93

In Osaka, Zheng He turned around and wanted to taste the delicious food here, but Mr. Bai tied Zheng He and refused to let him go out, citing his butt injury as an excuse.

"Mr. Bai..." Zheng He followed behind Mr. Bai with a bitter face.

Mr. Bai played the program casually, with his other hand on Zheng He's waist: "What's the matter?"

"I want to go out." Zheng He begged.

The man slapped Zheng He's butt, and a muffled sound could be heard through the jeans. Zheng He blushed and felt itchy in his heart.

Mr. Bai sneered: "It doesn't hurt anymore, does it?"

"It hurts," Zheng He was unwilling to give up: "But I finally came to Japan, and I want to eat the famous products here. I have never traveled before."

Mr. Bai opened the cabinet, took out a box from it, and threw it to Zheng He: "This is a famous product, eat it."

Zheng He happily opened the box, thinking it was some kind of hot spring steamed bun, but who knew there were two ears of smooth and round corn in it!

Depend on!

Mr. Bai, you abuse animals!

Zheng He stared at Mr. Bai mournfully, poured the corn out of the box, and took a hesitant bite.

Don't say it, it's really delicious.

Mr. Bai looked at the people behind him through the TV that was about to take up one wall——Zheng He was eating a corn with great enjoyment.

Mr. Bai raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

94

Osaka is very lively at night, and the brightly lit streets are full of festivities.

Zheng He looked at the passers-by through the car window, and the prejudice against Japan in his heart subconsciously dissipated.Although China and Japan have always been at odds, the happiness and tranquility at this moment cannot be ignored.

Mr. Bai hung up the phone, saw Zheng He lying on the window looking out like a child, couldn't help but pat him on the head, Zheng He turned his head, his bright and clear eyes made Mr. Bai startled slightly.

"Mr. Bai, what shall we eat later?" Zheng He asked cheerfully.

Mr. Bai grabbed Zheng He's face, twisted it lightly, and said in a very friendly tone, "Why don't you grow up, you are so happy if you have something delicious."

"Hey." Zheng He blushed, a little embarrassed.

Mr. Bai looked at the street beside him through the window, and said, "I only know that there are corn and sweet potatoes in Osaka, but I don't know much about others. What do you want to eat?"

"Why are they all vegetarian?"

"Because my father believes in Buddhism and is a vegetarian."

"Oh," Zheng He nodded, mobilized his not very bright brain, and suddenly a thought flashed through him, and asked, "Can we eat more expensive ones?"

"How expensive?" Mr. Bai tilted his head, smiled and said, "Could it be that you want to eat the diamonds in the watch?"

Zheng He recalled the experience when Mr. Bai picked him up and knew that the man was teasing him again, so he said cheekily, "I don't eat diamonds, how hard they are! I want lobsters!"

Mr. Bai looked at Zheng He beside him, and couldn't help but hugged him into his arms: "I think you look like a lobster. The delicious taste tempts me to eat you!"

95

Zheng He was raised by Mr. Bai in Japan to the point where he was almost slick, his weight soared to four catties, and he was so worried that he quarreled in the mirror.

When Mr. Bai came back from his home, he opened the door and saw Zheng He stripped off his upper body, with loose home clothes hanging around his waist, showing half of his buttocks. He frowned slightly, raised his hand to stop the bodyguards following him, and entered the room alone.

"Are you back?" Zheng He lowered his head and pinched the little fat on his waist.

Mr. Bai hugged Zheng He, his tall body almost wrapped Zheng He completely, and said, "Why don't you wear clothes?"

"Don't I look in the mirror? By the way, there is dinner on the table."

"Is anyone here today?"

"No, I did."

Mr. Bai was very surprised: "There are still ingredients in this room?"

"How is it possible, I went to buy it."

"Can you find a department store?" Mr. Bai was even more surprised.

Zheng He was triumphant: "Who am I!"

Mr. Bai suppressed a smile: "Well, based on your survivability, if you are thrown out, you will definitely be able to find it back home."

Zheng He smiled happily, completely ignoring the hidden meaning of Mr. Bai's words, and thought he was praising him.