Naked

Chong Xiao stretched out the small bowl in his hand to take the meat that Qin Zhao picked up, dipped it in the sauce contentedly, and said, "You don't have to pick it up for me all the time, you can eat it by yourself."

Qin Zhao wondered how he could keep up with the speed of the other party's devouring food, so he just nodded and said, "I'm eating." He said and put another piece of baby food on the heavy plate, "By the way, I'm going on a business trip next week, and I think I'll be back in two or three days . want something?"

"Hey, I'm on a business trip again." Chong Xiao pouted inexplicably, and shook his head, "You bring me so many things every time, so why don't you use them as souvenirs?"

Qin Zhao saw his expression, his heart moved, and he asked softly, "Why, don't you want me to go on a business trip?"

Chong Xiao raised his face and smiled calmly: "I will miss you. Come back soon."

"..." Sure enough, I was thinking too much.

Sighing calmly, Qin Zhao couldn't help laughing at himself inwardly.I also knew that Chong Xiao only relied on herself as a reliable and close elder, so what is she expecting now?

Didn't you already think about dividing the distance when you moved?

Qin Zhao can hardly remember when Chong Xiao began to change from an ignorant child to a mature and charming boy in his heart.He watched him grow up, so he shouldn't have any charming and dirty thoughts.

But who can control his own heart?

He remembered that when Chong Xiao first received a love letter when he was in junior high school, he was probably too embarrassed to tell his family members, so he came to Qin Zhao for advice, somewhat at a loss and showing off.Qin Zhao didn't have any thoughts about him at that time, and didn't know what the boy at this age was thinking, so he waved his hands perfunctorily to let him deal with it as he liked.

Chong Xiao said "Oh" and sat down beside him: "It's not that I don't know how to deal with it. Uncle Qin, you must have received a lot of love letters when you grow up. How did you solve it?"

"No." Qin Zhao said with a straight face.In fact, of course there are, it’s just that he was precocious when he was young, and he looked down on everyone around him when he was a student. He didn’t even look at the so-called love letters, and the things in the drawers on the table that didn’t belong to him were thrown into the trash can in a blink of an eye. .But now there is no shortage of people who are courteous and courteous to him, but he doesn't have the intention.

Chong Xiao puffed up his cheeks and was not very convinced.Seeing that he was really distressed, Qin Zhao put down his things and asked, "So you like this person?"

"I don't like it. I haven't met anyone a few times. How can I like it? Can two people like each other even if they don't know each other at all?"

Qin Zhao was noncommittal.Although he is more than ten years older than Chong Xiao, he doesn't have any relationship experience: "Maybe I only understand it after I like it."

"Well... no more. I still think that if I like someone, I must know her very well, and she must also know me very well. Only when she knows what I am like in private and still likes me can she really like me Let's go." The young man tilted his head and thought about it seriously, but he still shook his head, "I'll go and talk to her about it tomorrow. There are no fragrant grasses anywhere in the world, why are you hanging on my tree?"

He has always rejected people he doesn't like simply and without delay. Most girls have no choice but to give up this idea, lamenting that this is a piece of wood that doesn't understand.It's just that he is undisguised in front of those close to him, clingy and soft.Qin Zhao not only likes Chongxiao like this from the bottom of his heart, but also feels annoyed from the bottom of his heart.

After eating, Chong Xiao pushed the cart and took Qin Zhao for a walk.He walked in front, walking forward seemingly naturally and calmly, until Qin Zhao held him helplessly: "Where are you going? Isn't this the direction you are going back to school?"

Chong Xiao turned around and blinked innocently: "Let's go to your house. I left my clothes there last time. You are going on a business trip next week, and I don't have your house key, so I can only get it earlier La."

"...All right." Qin Zhao frowned, agreed indulgently, and couldn't help asking, "What's so good about me?"

Chong Xiao's voice blurred in the night came from ahead: "You are here."

Qin Zhao was at a loss for words for a moment, and his ears turned slightly red, thinking that this child is really, obviously, he doesn't understand anything, but he is provocative when he says he is provocative.

After returning home, Qin Zhao still had to deal with official business. After washing, Chong Xiao crouched on the small sofa in the study with his laptop computer to analyze the data, and occasionally got up to go to the kitchen to add water to the teapot.

The hour hand passed one o'clock quietly, and Chong Xiao yawned a little tiredly. Qin Zhao, who was working at his desk, seemed to have a pair of eyes on the top of his head, and said without raising his head: "Go to sleep when you are sleepy, you don't need to accompany me." I."

"I didn't accompany you, I haven't finished my stuff yet." Chong Xiao muttered in a low voice.

Only then did Qin Zhao raise his head, his tone was gentle and unquestionable: "Go to sleep."

Chong Xiao was still a little afraid of him, so he packed up his things and moved outside the door: "...Okay, good night then?"

"Good night."

He was really sleepy, and the moment his head touched the pillow, the drowsiness enveloped him overwhelmingly.After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, the closed door rang softly, and he regained a little consciousness in a daze. His eyes were still closed, and he heard light footsteps stepping on the furry floor slowly approaching.

Someone stood quietly at the head of his bed for a while, and then gently twisted the corner of the quilt for him.

Chong Xiao is still not quite sober, and subconsciously knows that this is his Uncle Qin, so he squints at himself with peace of mind, and even wants to rub his head against the opponent's palm.

Suddenly, there was a soft and cool touch between the eyebrows.

He felt that he might be dreaming, and he heard an inaudible sigh above his head, and his consciousness was gradually torn apart by sleepiness.