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"I don't believe it!" Wilmot tightly circled Mr. Xia with his hands, "I'm sure you don't need to kiss, and I don't have bad breath."

Mr. Xia smiled with a face full of beatings: "I suddenly want to taste it myself."

Wilmot freed his left hand speechlessly, pinched Mr. Xia's face and pulled it aside: "Disgusting."

Mr. Xia replied inarticulately: "Disgusting, you still like me?"

Wilmot thought about it seriously, and replied, "...Maybe I'm even more disgusting."

"It's commonly known as bad taste, right?"

"Don't change the subject!" Wilmot let go of his hand, and rubbed Mr. Xia's blushing face distressedly. "What is your answer?"

"Let me think about it..." Mr. Xia pretended to be contemplative for a long time, "I'll tell you when your aura is no less than that of your domineering father."

Wilmot couldn't help frowning: "It's too long to wait."

Mr. Xia still smiled, his eyebrows raised, "Then I'd better reject you now."

"I forgot the time you need to think about it." Although I don't believe that Xia will always do such an unconscionable thing after kissing and then rejecting it, but considering his urination...it is not completely impossible.So Wilmot found a good excuse for himself and Mr. Xia, tightly squeezed Mr. Xia's hand and started walking in the direction of the car, "I'll take you home."

At this moment, Mr. Xia had just one idea - it's so interesting.

Of course, he didn't want to play with Wilmot's feelings, and he really didn't hate Wilmot.At the very beginning, he bullied Wilmot simply because he couldn't understand the other party's strong pretense of a young master, and then he was very happy to see the other party's hair jumping, and it is still the same until now - the greatest pleasure of bullying , It is because you can see the opponent explode, the greater the reaction, the more you will have the idea of ​​​​continuing to bully.

So for some people who don't respond to molesting, such as Mr. Wukou, Little Cucumber, Lao Niu... etc., they are the typical types who are fine with their hair.On the other hand, Liu Xing, Little Fat Girl, Uncle Yao, Wilmot, etc., are the ones who are interesting to bully, because...the reaction is great.

He was surprised by the change of Wilmot's feelings towards him, curious about what made Wilmot have this idea, and wanted to continue to see if Wilmot would develop another unknown after this. One side or the other...blah blah blah.

Thinking about it this way, it's really possible to develop a relationship with Wilmot or something...

It's just that he has to observe carefully and think carefully. After all, he wants to develop a relationship with the same sex. It's unwise not to think clearly.

And not only Mr. Xia, but even Wilmot had to consider whether he could accept Mr. Xia's character, and the fact that Mr. Xia might continue to bully and tease him in the future.Therefore, here, Mr. Xia chooses to give the two of them time to ponder, which is the most responsible and the best decision for them.

It was completely different from when he was sending the little chubby girl home. When he was sending Mr. Xia, Wilmot drove at an unreasonably slow speed.

"Don't go too fast tomorrow, I'll take you back." Wilmot suddenly said when he finally climbed to Boss Xia's house.

Mr. Xia calmly watched a rickshaw passing them outside the window, and replied, "Pick me up? Where are you going?"

Wilmot glanced at Mr. Xia strangely: "Didn't you mean to train me?"

Mr. Xia looked back even more strangely: "You have the idea of ​​​​training now? Didn't you run faster than a rabbit before, for fear that I would block you?"

"That's because I get nervous when I see you..." Wilmot touched his nose to hide his blushing, "Now I wish you could block me, can I trouble you to come every day?"

"...you've made me lose all motivation."

Wilmot's heart sank, and he quickly used the picture of kissing Mr. Xia to encourage himself: "It's okay, then I'll block you instead, it doesn't matter."

"..." Mr. Xia looked out of the window with an expression of "I don't know anything", and found a pregnant woman with a big belly walking by and overtaking fiercely.

Mr. Xia was suddenly bright and sad: "Can you drive faster? I think I can get out of the car and walk faster than you."

Wilmot turned the steering wheel and turned into Mr. Xia's community, a little unhappy: "Why are you in such a hurry to go home?"

"I'm in a hurry to go home, take a shower and sleep. With your slow speed, I can sleep in the car for two or three times."

Wilmot suddenly became happy again: "Then you can sleep in the car, I will accompany you."

Mr. Xia silently put his hand on the doorknob: "I think I'd better jump off the car..."

"..."

Wilmot suddenly slammed on the accelerator, and Mr. Xia immediately lay down on his seat and became honest.But that's okay, he originally expected Wilmot to drive for 10 minutes, and he completed it in 2 minutes, although... the scene outside the window galloping by at a high speed looks a little scary.

When the car came to a complete stop, Mr. Xia unbuckled his seat belt and was about to get out of the car, but was held back by Wilmot.

"I! Yes! Kiss! Don't!"

Wilmot's serious face and tone of course made Mr. Xia not sure whether he should be bully or bully at the moment: "We haven't established a formal relationship yet, it can only be said that it is in the development stage, it is not suitable for Do what couples like this should do."

"Then I'll kiss you, or you can kiss me."

Mr. Xia shook his left eyebrow and asked, "Is there a difference?"

Wilmot replied firmly: "No! Anyway, kiss goodbye!"

Mr. Xia suddenly chuckled darkly twice: "Do you know what will happen to those who push me hard?"

"..."

Wilmot silently unbuckled the seat belt, silently opened the car door and got out of the car, silently opened the car door for Mr. Xia, silently led Mr. Xia out, silently locked the car and sent Mr. Xia upstairs, and finally was silently held by Mr. Xia. Always shut the door.

The next day, Mr. Xia was almost speechless.

On the surface, he replaced all of Liu Xing's jobs, but everyone in Changyou knew that he was just here to show off, and when he was exhausted, he could help the underdogs to do sundries, and there was no other use for him.Therefore, after replacing this job, Mr. Xia basically just stayed in Liu Xing's office, lay down on the sofa when he was bored, and the day passed like this.

But today was different——Wilmot would visit his office every now and then, as if he was afraid that he would escape, and would come over after finishing part of the work at hand to make sure he was still there.

Mr. Xia couldn't bear Wilmot's high frequency of visits. Every time he came, he couldn't help but ask for warmth, which made him want to sleep but couldn't sleep. In the end, he simply followed Wilmot back to the director's office, and lay down on the sofa. As soon as he lay down, the world was quiet—this not only satisfied Wilmot's desire to see him.Hope, but also to satisfy their desire to sleep.Look, it also saves the time Wilmot would waste walking back and forth, killing three birds with one stone, how great!

Let's talk about training.

Originally, Xia always planned to practice in the company for half an hour, but Wilmot refused desperately and insisted on going to one of them's home.Mr. Xia didn't think that Wilmot would take the opportunity to eat him up...or it should be said that Wilmot was already too busy just to get Mr. Xia to accept him. Because of this nerve, Xia always had no defense against the fact that the two of them were alone in the same space.

But soon, Mr. Xia understood part of the reason for Wilmot's persistence.

Wilmot carefully cooked a table of dark dishes for him for dinner. Mr. Xia chose a cup of milk tea from a table of dishes and took a sip, saying that the dishes made by Wilmot were very delicious and he was very satisfied.

After that, Wilmot became more and more courageous, and played lyrical music with an old-fashioned antique record player. Mr. Xia nodded with a look of intoxication and said that this violin was better than the one who just learned the erhu upstairs in their house. The Pharaoh who lost his life is much better.

After tossing with Wilmot for a while, Mr. Xia finally couldn't help asking: "Are you still training or not? I'll go back if I don't."

"Practice..." Wilmot finally sat down on the sofa in frustration, thinking that tomorrow he must make an itinerary that will make Mr. Xia happy!

"Okay, let's talk about your performance yesterday first." After noticing Wilmot's pricked ears and bright eyes, Mr. Xia continued, "Let me tell you, I thought about it yesterday, and it's still a good idea." I think you shouldn’t be so direct when you confess your love to others, it’s easy to make people want to back down if you are aggressive.”

"I don't believe it!" Wilmot replied firmly, and then blushed again, "You still kissed me, why did you retreat?"

"Okay," Mr. Xia raised the corners of his mouth and rolled his eyes with a smile, "To prove that what I said is correct, I decided to reject you."

"..."

"Do you believe it now?"

"...I believe it." Wilmot nodded and nodded again.

President Xia rubbed Wilmot's soft blond hair with satisfaction: "Good boy."

Wilmot blinked his eyes a few times, and suddenly said seriously: "I will listen to you from now on."

Mr. Xia was taken aback for a moment, and quickly returned to normal. He joked with a smile, "Okay, then show me a smile first, people who can't smile are the most annoying."

Wilmot's movements paused, and it took him a while to raise the corners of his mouth stiffly, his smile was still uglier than crying.

"It's weird, I saw you smiling naturally at my house that day, why can't you do it now?" President Xia rubbed his chin and pondered for a long time, and came to a conclusion, "If you can learn seven points from me, Your pretense skills can be regarded as upper-middle level among ordinary people. With such an excellent teacher, there is no reason for students to be totally clueless."

Wilmot nodded in agreement: "The teacher is very good, and the students are very smart."

"Why don't you imitate me and try?"

Wilmot tilted his head slightly: "Imitation?"

"What do I look like in your eyes, you just act according to what you see," Mr. Xia frowned, staring at Wilmot's face for a long time, and then continued: "Expression with charm This kind of advanced one doesn’t require you to do it first, you start with actions or words, think about my usual tone of speech or some small movements, and imitate one first.”

Wilmot thought about it seriously, pinched Mr. Xia's chin and kissed him, the corners of his mouth naturally raised, and his eyes were full of smiles: "My concubine."

"..."

Damn, it turns out that he is usually so flat?

Mr. Xia, who never knew that he was so shameless, resisted the urge to beat someone up, and carried out deep self-reflection and self-criticism in his heart.