The demon king wants to hug me

After taking the last mouthful of porridge, Wu Zhiyin patted his stomach contentedly, Wu Zhiyin stood up and stretched.A small section of white waist is exposed at the hem of the sweater, a thin layer of muscles undulates slightly, and a small perfect arc is recessed on the side, like a semicircular doorknob, which makes people want to stick their hands on it involuntarily.

Qin Shen held half a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, squinted his eyes and looked at Wu Zhiyin's waist, his Adam's apple slipped up and down.Pulling his eyes back, he lowered his eyelids to look at his palm, spread it out, one hand can hold half of the small waist.

After stretching, Wu Zhiyin looked around.Qin Shen was also holding a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, sipping it in small mouths, as if it was difficult to swallow.

"Not delicious?" Wu Zhiyin asked.

"It's okay." Qin Shen took a bigger bite than before.

"Then why are you eating so slowly?" Wu Zhiyin stood beside him, "It can't be that it's so delicious that you can't bear to finish it in one bite, right?"

"You really did it?" Qin Shen raised his head and asked him.

"Well," Wu Zhiyin avoided Qin Shen's gaze, and spoke quickly, "Yes, yes, I did it. You asked twice, isn't the taste right?"

"Do you want to have a taste?" Qin Shen squeezed another piece from the insulated box and handed it to Wu Zhiyin's mouth, and put it back before he opened his mouth, "I almost forgot again, you are allergic and cannot eat this."

Even Wu Zhiyin himself almost forgot about this.

Wu Zhiyin raised his fingers and rubbed his nose, "Do you eat like this? It's like a chicken eating rice, eating in such small bites."

Qin Shen threw the remaining whole piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake into his mouth, stood up and reached out to pat the crumbs on his hands, half joking and half serious, "Speak after you think about it."

Wu Zhiyin called him a chick like a phoenix?If someone else spoke like this in front of Qin Shen, he probably wanted to die.

"Eh? How do you think about it? What are you thinking about?" Wu Zhiyin didn't feel that there was anything wrong with what he said. He stared at Qin Shen with thick black eyes and asked sincerely.

Looking into Wu Zhiyin's eyes, Qin Shen was stunned for a moment, "It's nothing, just do whatever you want."

"Does the osmanthus cake taste wrong today?" Wu Zhiyin raised his eyes and asked tentatively.

Qin Shen: No, it's just not sweet enough.

"Not sweet enough?" Wu Zhiyin's eyes widened.

This sweet-scented osmanthus cake was made by Sister Taozi under his own eyes. There is a layer of brown sugar, a layer of white sugar granules, and a layer of icing sugar. Wu Zhiyin felt his throat throbbing just by looking at it. How could it not be sweet enough?

How sweet is the sweet-scented osmanthus cake that Li Xin made for Qin Shen before?

That's too unhealthy to eat.

"Well, I like to eat very sweet things." Qin Shen said.

Wu Zhiyin took a step forward and frowned, "Did you like to eat very sweet things since you were a child?"

"It doesn't seem like it was when I was a child. It should be when I was about 10 years old. One day I suddenly wanted to eat sweet things, and gradually I ate more and more sweet things." Qin Shen looked at him.

"Qin Shen," Wu Zhiyin called out his name completely for the first time, and patted his arm lightly, "Are you suffering?"

Qin Shen's phoenix eyes moved slightly, his thin lips were tightly pursed, staring at the person in front of him, all his expressions froze for a moment, and then there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, "What's the matter, do you think the demon king is suffering?"

Wu Zhiyin said softly, "Only those who are very bitter in their hearts need so much sweetness."

One sentence froze Qin Shen's whole body, his fingers stuck in his trouser pockets twitched briefly, his lips moved, but he didn't say anything in the end.

Seeing Qin Shen's appearance, Wu Zhiyin leaned forward and asked, "What happened when you were 10 years old? Did anything hurt you?"

"How is it possible?" Qin Shen laughed, "Is there anything in this world that can harm me? It doesn't exist at all."

After speaking, he held Wu Zhiyin's wrist, walked to the other side of the room, and quickly skipped the topic, "I'll show you around my wine cellar."

Wu Zhiyin was dragged by him and staggered two steps, almost falling on top of him.

Nothing special happened to Qin Shen when he was about 10 years old.

Maybe it was the few words Wu Fang said to him over the years, "It would be great if you hadn't been born", "If it wasn't for you, I would have stopped staying in this family a long time ago", "Your father's bad things will be repaid sooner or later." to you" "You will be as selfish as your father, genes cannot be changed"...

When Qin Shen was around 10 years old, these words had accumulated to the point that he could hardly bear it, and he had nowhere to escape.

Or maybe it's because he understands more and more about the content of his parents' quarrels, and the more intense quarrels at home revolve around another woman, a woman named Li Lingxiao.

Li Lingxiao was the culprit of all the quarrels between Qin Dakai and his wife, detonating the humiliation and anger that Wu Fang had suppressed for many years.

But Wu Fang's depression had nowhere to vent, she was no match for Qin Dakai in terms of physical strength or other things, so she took little Qin Shen as a punching bag.

Noble status restrains her, she will not do anything to Xiao Qinshen.

But she will cry to him, she will hold Xiao Qinshen in her arms and cry, cry on the bed, sit in the bathtub and cry... Crying and asking Xiao Qinshen why their father and son would make her sad .

This made Xiao Qin feel that everything was his fault. He couldn't make his parents happy, he would only make them quarrel and cry.

Qin Shen is the only phoenix in the world that is more dazzling than the sun, but his own mother regrets having given birth to him.

The little demon king was born not because his parents loved each other, but because Qin Dakai needed the influence of Wu Fang's family at that time.

Wu Fang doesn't know that marriage can be used as a bargain, she thinks every marriage is because of love.

Qin Shen didn't know either. He originally thought that every child was born because parents loved each other too much. There was love first, and then children were born to continue and commemorate their love.

Day after day, he would lie to himself in his heart that his parents still have love, there must be, even if there is only a little bit, that's fine.

Coaxing and coaxing, I have lied to myself.

The Qin family, the most prominent family in the foreign world, is a mess inside but can still maintain a happy and harmonious image in front of outsiders. Parents rely on pretending, and Qin Shen relies on himself to deceive himself.

So Qin Shen was proud of being a phoenix, but at the same time disliked his own superfluity.

Everyone only saw the brilliance on his skin, but no one saw his suffering, except Wu Zhiyin.

When Qin Shen was 20 years old, someone asked him for the first time if he was suffering.

Qin Shen tightened his grip on Wu Zhiyin's wrist.

"Eh? Why are you holding on so tightly?" Wu Zhiyin shook her wrist, "I saw the wine cellar, I can walk through it if you don't hold on to me."

The narrow wrist moved back and forth in Qin Shen's palm. Qin Shen's hand loosened a little, but he didn't let go, and his fingers were weakly wrapped around Wu Zhiyin's wrist.

Qin Shen turned his head and glanced at Wu Zhiyin, "You don't like me grabbing you?"

"I don't like it, I like to go by myself." Wu Zhiyin tilted him.

"Then you come here every day to give sweet-scented osmanthus cakes? Didn't you want to see me? Did you want me to catch you?" Qin Shen didn't know what expression was on his face.

Wu Zhiyin took a deep breath, "I can explain this."

"Huh?" Qin Shen stopped and turned to Wu Zhiyin, "Boss Li, please explain."

Wu Zhiyin raised his head, met Qin Shen's icy light-colored eyes, rubbed his fingers against the tip of his nose, and lowered his eyelids in defeat, "Forget it, I can't explain it clearly to you now, anyway, it's not what you think."

"What do I think? What I think is different from what you think?" Qin Shen continued to wait for Wu Zhiyin's answer.

Wu Zhiyin sighed silently.

"Tell me, slowly make it up slowly, I'll wait." Qin Shen smiled.

"I'm not making up..." Wu Zhiyin couldn't say, he wasn't Li Xin?Who is he if he is not Li Xin?How to say this is clear.

What's more, it's obvious that Li Xin didn't die at Qin Shen's hands.After Qin Shen found out that Li Shi's younger sister was Li Xin, instead of strangling him to death in a fit of rage, things turned to the other side instead.

On the other hand, Wu Zhiyin had even more headaches.He can't be crooked, and he never thought about falling in love with a man.

But Qin Shen is so disturbing, with a perfect face and perfect figure, he is cold to others but terribly gentle to himself.

Who can stop this TM?

Wu Zhiyin became irritable, shook off Qin Shen's hand fiercely, and raised her voice, "Anyway, it's not what you think."

"But you just said that you meant the same thing by sending osmanthus cake and I gave flowers?" Qin Shen grabbed Wu Zhiyin's wrist again and rubbed it for him.

It was true that he had used too much energy just now, and Wu Zhiyin's wrist was red.Qin Shen lowered his head, and drew a circle on the red circle with his slightly cool fingertips.

Wu Zhiyin once again regretted his bravery, wishing he could sew his mouth shut, how could he know that Qin Shen remembered his words so clearly.

Just about to refute, he raised his eyes and saw Qin Shen rubbing his wrist seriously.The thin eyelids were asleep, the long eyelashes cast a small shadow on the lower eyelids, the corners of the lips were drawn into an upturned arc, the tip of the nose was light, and the whole face was unusually soft.

Wu Zhiyin swallowed his rebuttal, and his voice sank, "It's just a little red, you rubbed like that, it looks like a serious injury, I'm a big man, how can I be so delicate."

"I'd like to rub it for you." Qin Shen said.

"Okay, it doesn't hurt anymore, thank you." Wu Zhiyin's throat rolled down.

"Xiao Xin." Qin Shen let go of his hand and asked casually, "You live with Wan Yaoyao, what do you call him?"

"I call him uncle," Wu Zhiyin followed Qin Shen, walking towards the wine cellar together, "Do you know him?"

"Well, he knows my dad very well." Qin Shen said.

"Oh."

"Then do you know Li Lingxiao?" Qin Shen asked more casually.

"Huh? Li Lingxiao? Who is it?" Wu Zhiyin blurted out.

The reaction was so real, Qin Shen breathed a sigh of relief.

Not only did Wu Zhiyin react this way when he heard the name Li Lingxiao, Li Xin himself would have the same reaction when he heard it.She never showed up, it's strange to know who she is.

Even if she gave birth to Li Xin, she hadn't raised her for a day, so she was a stranger to Li Xin.

"No one, just forget about it." Qin Shen walked to the wine tasting table, picked up two crystal wine glasses between his fingers, and handed one to Wu Zhiyin, "Try my collection, whether you like sweet or sour."

"It's all right, I don't drink much." Wu Zhiyin raised the glass to his eyes, and through the crystal clear material, the wall after wall of wooden wine racks was recessed into a spherical surface.

It is not accurate to say that he doesn't drink much. To be more accurate, Dr. Wu never drinks alcohol, and he can't hold a scalpel steadily while drinking.

"Just drink a little, right? I'll help you choose, you don't like sweet ones, just sour ones." Qin Shen raised his arm, pulled out a brown wine bottle from the upper part of the wine rack, opened it with a bottle opener, The ruby ​​red liquid was poured slowly along the inner wall of the wine glass.

The two leaned against the wine tasting table side by side, holding the wine glass, shaking it gently, and the faint fruity fragrance wafted upwards along the opening of the wine glass.

With a "ding", the crisp sound of the wine glasses colliding brought Wu Zhiyin, who was staring at the red wine in a daze, back to reality.

"What are you thinking?" Qin Shen asked with his head hooked.

"It's nothing." Wu Zhiyin shook his head, grinned, and raised his glass to Qin Shen, "Drink."

The wine was good wine, clean and clean.

Dr. Wu, who never drank, didn't know that he could drink so badly. Qin Shen only poured it for him three times, each time barely reaching the bottom of the glass, and the alcohol content was only 16 degrees.Wu Zhiyin got himself drunk the first time he drank.

After getting drunk, he didn't cry or make noise, first he sat by the wall with his knees hugged, and stared at the ground stupidly.

After being pulled up by Qin Shen, he lost his strength and fell into Qin Shen's arms.

Qin Shen embraced Wu Zhiyin who was soft and red, put his shoulders on his chin, and held his waist with his big hands. When he turned his head, his lips touched his hot face. For the first time, the little demon king was at a loss... .

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