Naked

The aunt cooked a bowl of noodle soup for Chong Xiao and was about to leave. Before leaving, she gave him her key: "You take it first, I don't think I will come here these two days, so I will let you go here first."

Chong Xiao took it subconsciously, and after a moment of deliberation, he felt that it was inappropriate.Seeing the hesitant expression on his face, the aunt smiled and lightly brushed the invisible dust off his clothes, and said softly: "What's the matter, did you quarrel with Mr. Qin? You used to consider Mr. Qin's place as your own. I also wondered why Mr. Qin didn't give you the key. When I first moved here, I saw Mr. Qin put a pair of keys in the drawer. I asked him if he had a spare, and he said that you might use it when you keep it. "

Chong Xiao hadn't heard of this before, he was taken aback when he heard the words, and muttered in a low voice: "But he didn't give it to me."

"That may have been forgotten." Auntie didn't take it to heart.

Chong Xiao blinked, and suddenly asked: "Auntie, do you know why Uncle Qin wants to move?"

"Huh? I'm not sure about that. But didn't Mr. Qin tell you?" Auntie remembered that Qin Zhao's face was almost pale the day he suddenly proposed to move.She hadn't seen Qin Zhao in such a state for a long time, and she was a little frightened for a while.When Qin Zhaochu took over the company, he was in a state of anxiety and depression for a long time, and he didn't get better until he met Chongxiao.Like a little angel, Chong Xiao staggered into Qin Zhao's small courtyard with fluttering wings, and the haze cleared away.

So when she entered the door, she saw Qin Zhao sitting on the sofa with a cloudy expression, and she didn't dare to speak for a while.It was seven o'clock in the morning when she entered the door, but looking at Qin Zhao's state, it seemed that he had been sitting on the sofa all night.

She didn't know what happened, but Qin Zhao said in a low voice, his voice was low and hoarse: "I may have to move in two days."

Auntie was caught off guard and waited for a few seconds before responding: "Hey? Have you already found a house, so suddenly..."

"Yeah. I'll move in two days." Qin Zhao didn't look at her, his eyes were very focused and even stubbornly staring at the glass of water in front of him, and he couldn't tell what he was thinking.Auntie saw that he was not in a good state of mind, so she couldn't say much, so she nodded and went to make breakfast for him. After thinking about it, she asked, "Did you tell the young master?"

She was answered by a long silence.Auntie thought they had quarreled, and kept silent, and didn't dare to ask more questions, but thought that Chong Xiao's good and soft temper could actually quarrel with Qin Zhao.She approached the kitchen and leaned over to look at the ingredients in the refrigerator. After a long time, so long that she even forgot what she just said, she heard Qin Zhao sigh indistinctly, and said in a low voice: " I'll talk to him."

After Chong Xiao saw off his aunt, he sat in the restaurant and ate noodles while scrolling through Weibo. Qin Zhao acted swiftly. I would like to apologize to Mr. Qin Zhao and hope to get an understanding.The tone is very sincere, but no one will believe this series of nonsense.

Although the two photos posted before and after were deleted by the original blog, they are still circulated on Weibo of various post bars. Although every time they appear, they will be quickly deleted by the administrator, but people still chew on it repeatedly with relish. Nothing to do with the melon.Chong Xiao frowned and turned down, unexpectedly seeing that someone had begun to write fanfiction about the domineering president with great interest.

Chong Xiao: "..." He quickly returned to the previous interface, and the words that he accidentally scanned still made the tips of his ears slightly red.He cursed in a low voice and reported it to him.

He casually flushed the empty bowl with water and threw it into the dishwasher, his chaotic mind from staying up late exploded because of Qin Zhao's matter.He rubbed his temples with a headache, and decided to go to sleep and wake up before thinking about these troublesome things.

Lying on the bed in the guest room for a long time without feeling sleepy, Chong Xiao irritatedly turned over and curled up on her side, her body was clearly unconscious but she couldn't fall asleep uncontrollably.He took a deep breath, suddenly turned over and got up from the bed, and carried the pillow into Qin Zhao's bedroom next door.

Qin Zhao's bedroom has never shy away from him, but after Chong Xiao is sensible, he doesn't often enter other people's private space because he is afraid of being annoying.Speaking of which, there is no difference between his bedroom and study room. There are only the most primitive furnishings in the room, and the documents and pen holders on the table are also neatly arranged like obsessive-compulsive disorder.The quilt on the bed was spread out in a mess. Auntie usually didn’t enter the bedroom, and only swept and mopped the floor when she came in occasionally, and would not move things on his desk or bed. Therefore, Qin Zhao’s bed was still the same as when he just left, and became the center of the room. The most lively place.

Chong Xiao actually felt that it was not appropriate to sleep in someone else's bed, but it was probably because he was delirious from headaches and drowsiness, and fell headlong into the fluffy and soft quilt.On the quilt there was still the faint smell of wood-based perfume that Qin Zhao used to use, Chong Xiao pillowed on the familiar smell, and finally fell asleep slowly.

When Chong Xiao opened his eyes in a daze, he saw a tall black shadow in front of him.He blinked blankly, and the person beside the bed gradually became clear, and he smiled happily, completely forgetting that he was still sleeping on his bed: "Uncle Qin! You're back."

The other party gave him a gentle smile, reached out and rubbed his head lightly: "Well, I brought someone back, let me introduce you, the one outside is your Aunt Qin."

Chong Xiao felt his heart beating crazily suddenly, and every sound came to his ears clearly and vigorously, as if a shape of a lost soul was hammered in his heart.He subconsciously looked out the door, only to see a faint figure on the sofa in the living room.He reluctantly opened the corners of his mouth, struggling to lift the quilt and get up, but found that his whole body was sore and weak, and he couldn't use any strength.

Qin Zhao noticed his movements: "What's the matter, are you uncomfortable?"

Chong Xiao nodded, a little embarrassed and expectantly waiting for Qin Shutong's usual concern, but the person in front of him just said lightly: "Take care of your body, I'll go to accompany you Aunt Qin first, you should rest here. "

The young man lying on the bed opened his eyes wide, and jealousy and resentment clung to his heart like vines.He struggled and stretched out a hand to grab Qin Zhao's sleeve, and whispered, "Don't go."

Qin Zhao suppressed his smile slightly, and looked down at him from above: "What did you say?"

"Uncle Qin..." As if his mouth was not his own, the words he spoke were strange and smooth as if he had been rehearsed thousands of times, "Don't want me. Don't find a boyfriend. He will comfort you when you are unhappy Will you take good care of you, will you understand you as well as I do? Why...why can't I?"

Chong Xiao was shocked by what he said. He looked at Qin Zhao at a loss, but saw that the other party smiled a little. The person who was sitting on the bed suddenly bent down and approached him. The lips rubbed gently against the youth's lip line, and slowly outlined the outline with the tip of the tongue.

Chong Xiao turned red from the tips of his ears to his neck. His brain went blank and he couldn't think because of the kiss. The only thing left in his mind was "how to breathe when kissing" that he didn't know when he saw it.Before he had time to think about it carefully and put it into practice, Qin Zhao straightened up and stroked Chong Xiaoyin's red lips with his fingertips.

"... Uncle Qin... I..." Chong Xiao muttered and wanted to speak, but was stopped by another kiss.This time the kiss was longer and rougher, he whimpered slightly, and felt a slender hand with a slightly lower body temperature than his own reaching into his shirt, a tingling pleasure arose wherever it passed.He tried to respond, but his whole body was so weak that he couldn't even complete the movement of raising his waist, so he could only passively accept it with some enjoyment in shame.

When the other party's hand was lightly reaching for the belt, he caught a glimpse of the person on the sofa outside the room standing up, as if he heard something, and walked towards the room.

So I woke up from the dream.