Companion Growers

Before Bai Yan's anger reached the cerebral cortex, the sudden burning sensation all over his body made him want to soak in cold water.

Since he became the president of K.G. Entertainment, no one has dared to treat him like this, or no one has dared to insult him like this.

What about disinfection? To put it bluntly, don’t you think he’s dirty?

Bai Yan gritted his teeth and unscrewed the shower in the bathroom, staring directly at the playful Qi Rui with his dark eyes.

"What did you pour on me?"

Qi Rui shrugged, opened the cabinet and took out a snow-white bathrobe to put on, "Polish distilled vodka, the strongest alcohol in the world, with an alcohol concentration of 96%, don't you think it suits you well?"

It's easy for Qi Rui to guess the thoughts of people like Bai Yan. He thinks that he is in a high position and has a noble status, and that he has so much money that he can waste it at will.

But it's a pity that Qi Rui's greatest interest is not to obey this kind of person, but to tease and win.

Bai Yan turned on the sprinkler to the maximum and poured cold water over his head, but it still couldn't eliminate the discomfort on his body, especially the part where Qi Rui aroused his desire just now was hot and swollen to the point of pain.

"I can lend you my bath liquid."

Qi Rui blinked, turned around and left the bathroom.

The snow outside the window was still heavy, Qi Rui warmed up a glass of milk for himself, and of course prepared a glass for Bai Yan, it would be easy to jump over the wall if he slapped him and didn't give him a sweet date.

He leaned against the window and looked down. In a flower shop across the road, a man was immersed in packing a bouquet of white roses. His fair and slender fingers tied the purple ribbon into a beautiful bow, and wrapped a brown rose The bear doll is inserted in the center of the rose.

What a gentle person.

Bai Yan poured cold water for an hour, and when he came out, the warm milk had lost a trace of heat.

Qi Rui held the cell phone that was blinking non-stop, and regretfully walked to Bai Yan and handed it to him, "You came out late, and you didn't drink the hot milk I cooked, exclusive secret recipe."

Bai Yan pinched Qi Rui's chin and licked his lips, his voice was hoarse and full of cruelty, "There will be opportunities in the future."

He let go of Qi Rui and connected the phone. It was the driver who said he was waiting downstairs.

Bai Yan put on his clothes. It seemed that the thing Qi Rui calculated just now had never happened. He smiled gracefully with the corners of his lips curled up, and he became that handsome man again.

"Don't send me off?"

"of course."

The two came down from the second floor, and there were two people standing at the door of the store. The one in the back looked about forty years old and wore a black suit. He should be the driver.

The person standing in front of the driver, Qi Rui conservatively guessed, was no older than 19 years old, and there was obvious dissatisfaction and jealousy in his eyes when he looked at him.

"Why are you wearing so little?" The young boy frowned when he saw Bai Yan, strode over and tied the scarf around his neck.

Compared to the boy's joy and concern, Bai Yan just asked indifferently: "Why are you here?"

The boy lowered his head, his ears turned red, and whispered, "I miss you, and I want to spend Christmas with you."

"I still have things to deal with, you go back."

The boy raised his head in disappointment, and looked at Bai Yan beggingly, "Can't we deal with it tomorrow?"

Qi Rui crossed his arms and looked at Bai Yan with interest. He was indeed a cruel and ruthless man, yet he pretended to be gentle and refined on the surface.

Scumbag.

Bai Yan turned his head and glanced at Qi Rui, he was ambiguous, and quickly changed his mind, "Okay, let's go back together today."

The boy was obviously very happy, he stood up on tiptoe and kissed Bai Yan's face, looking very proud when he looked at Qi Rui.

Qi Rui laughed loudly, waved his hands and said, "Welcome next time."

This kind of childish and low-level demonstration, he thought it was really funny.