Mr. Shen's little boyfriend

Shen Chao looked very indifferent at this time, his slender red phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and there seemed to be a dark light flashing in the deep pupils, which made He Qiutong shiver unconsciously.

The man's slender and fair palm passed He Qiutong's eyes for a moment, and the faint blue blood vessels under the skin intertwined. He Qiutong could even imagine the traces of blue veins bulging slightly under the skin when the hand was exerting force.

But soon he was not in the mood to think about how pretty Shen Chao's hands are.

This time, Shen Chao really didn't show any affection at all, and the real slap made He Qiutong's skin turn pink quickly.

The pink color on the canvas is emphasized step by step by the skilled painter, and every gorgeous brushstroke is a communication in the depths of the soul.

But he really couldn't give a satisfactory answer to Shen Chao's question, so the punishment from the man never ended.

"I'll give you another chance—do you have anything to hide from me these days?"

The man's condescending and inhuman voice almost made He Qiutong's heart tremble.

Just when Shen Chao's next slap was about to fall, He Qiutong's head, which had been stuck all night, finally had an idea——

The "Counselor Liu" that Shen Chao deliberately mentioned in the car and the "Han Yun" that Shen Chao didn't want to mention...

He Qiutong seemed to see hope, and rushed to speak before his palm fell:

"The person who sent me the message that day was Han Yun, not Counselor Liu! I shouldn't have kept it from you, Mr. Shen, I was really wrong! Woooooo..."

The expected pain did not hit.

He sneaked another glance at Shen Chao's expression. The man's drooping eyelids blocked the deep pupils, and he couldn't see the fluctuations inside, but from the corners of Shen Chao's soft mouth, He Qiutong got a signal that he could be a little arrogant.

"Mr. Shen, am I useless! You don't care about me at all!"

He Qiutong's voice seemed a little broken. After being beaten for so long, he dared to complain aggrieved after Shen Chao calmed down.

Shen Chao raised his head and gave him a sideways glance, "You are delicate, it's not as serious as you think, it will be better tomorrow morning."

He Qiutong didn't quite believe it, so he asked, "Really? Don't lie to me."

Shen Chao glanced at it, "Don't lie to me and you won't have to suffer this hard meal."

"Don't dare, dare not! I - He Qiutong, swear, I will never lie to Shen Chao in this life. There will be no next time for this matter!"

Shen Chao raised his eyebrows, "Is there a next time?"

He Qiutong hurriedly raised his right hand and made a swearing gesture, "Absolutely not!" It was a little funny to do this action lying on his stomach, Shen Chao pursed his lips and pinched the back of He Qiutong's neck.

"Where's the ointment you were carrying?"

"Oh, it's in the pocket of the clothes." He Qiutong stretched out his long arms to get the clothes on the opposite side of the sofa, but there was a little distance.

Shen Chao looked condescendingly enough at his fan bones that looked like a butterfly fluttering its wings when he stretched out, and then went over to help He Qiutong take out the ointment from his pocket.

"wrist."

He Qiutong obediently stretched out his left wrist, and there were still some red marks on his fair skin.

He looked at the man and couldn't help complaining to the man: "Mr. Shen doesn't love me more and more! Do you have other dogs outside!"

Shen Chao pulled his wrist and brought him into his arms. After applying the ointment on his palm to warm it up, it covered He Qiutong's wrist.

"I don't feel sorry for you, so I don't bother to apply ointment to you." The body temperature of the two began to fuse from each other, "The kitten at home is already so naughty, how can I have the heart to raise a dog?"

"It's up to you—there are quite a lot of wild flowers and weeds outside." As the man's voice fell, He Qiutong yelled with a distorted expression.

It turned out that Shen Chao had already let go of He Qiutong's wrist, and put the medicine on his hand again, covering He Qiutong's beautiful crimson skin again.

He Qiutong was touched so suddenly that he almost jumped up from Shen Chao's knee, but before he finished the action, he was pushed back by the foresighted Shen Chao.

"Apply the medicine obediently, and you won't feel any pain when you wake up tomorrow morning."

"Mr. Shen, why don't you change the punishment! You must use this kind of embarrassing and painful punishment."

"Don't be ashamed or hurt, do you remember it with your goldfish brain? I'm afraid you will forget it in seven seconds." Shen Chao exerted a little force on his hand, which made He Qiutong grin his teeth in pain, "I just want you to remember it forever."

There are always many people vying to pet a beautiful kitten, and passers-by can't help but raise their fingers to flirt with it.

But this kitten has an owner.

If Shen Chao owns him, he must have it for a lifetime, and monopolize him for a lifetime.

He will kill all the prying eyes or provocative actions of passers-by in the cradle.

He Qiutong has never been a pain-tolerant person. On the contrary, he is actually very sensitive to pain. The burning pain on his skin made him want to find something to distract him.

"Mr. Shen, isn't your birthday coming soon?... Hey! Knead gently."

Shen Chao raised his eyelids and glanced at him, "What? What do you think?"

He Qiutong remembered the song that brought them together... At that time, he signed up for the campus music competition because he wanted to earn some money to buy gifts for Shen Chao.

Speaking of this, he was still a little shy, and subconsciously wanted to reach out and scratch the back of his head, but found that this position was not convenient, so he put his hand down again.

He Qiutong said softly: "To be honest... Actually, the song "Lost & Found" I sang to you before was just to save money to buy you a gift before I signed up."

Although He Qiutong couldn't see Shen Chao's expression, the light and deep laughter from his ear was enough to prove Shen Chao's joy.

"How much prize money did you get in the music competition?"

"emm... not too much, just 500 yuan. I didn't sing well, so I didn't get the first prize..."

Shen Chao pretended to think, "Oh—so my 30th birthday gift was worth 500 yuan?" Because He Qiutong couldn't turn his head around, he naturally didn't see the teasing smile behind Shen Chao's low tone.

He Qiutong pinched his nails and said nothing. In fact, he himself felt that 500 yuan was a bit shabby, but he did not get the first prize, but he did want to use the money he earned to buy gifts for Shen Chao. He was even thinking about it. Go out and do a part-time job to earn some money.

Just when he was deep in thought, Shen Chao patted his calf with the back of his hand that was not stained with ointment.

"After wiping it off, stand up and walk around? Does it still hurt?"

He Qiutong stood up following the strength of Shen Chao's hug, moved his lower legs, and moved his muscles to his buttocks, but it has indeed improved a lot, the pain is not so hot, and even the ointment is a bit cool and pleasant.

"I'm going to wash my hands. Don't wear pants first, and wear them after the medicine is absorbed."

He Qiutong lowered his head, glanced at himself, let out an "oh" and hid back in the bedroom.

The mobile phone beeped, and He Qiutong picked it up to look at it in fear, for fear that it was someone who would arouse Shen Chao's anger after finally subsiding it.

The message in the pop-up window actually belonged to Shen Chao - a transfer message.

^o^ Transfer 5000 yuan to you.

Remarks: Tongtong will always be No.1 in my heart.

He Qiutong clicked on it, and after being stunned for a minute, he suddenly began to giggle. He threw himself into the soft quilt, but accidentally touched his 'injured' peach petal, and almost jumped out of bed.

But this couldn't stop him from being excited, and he ran out of the bedroom to look for Shen Chao with the flippers on, not at all as if he had just been beaten.

Shen Chao is making supper in the kitchen, looking at the prepared ingredients, it seems to be egg custard.

"Teacher Shen!" He shouted from behind.

Shen Chao didn't look back, he cut his chopped green onion with his head down, and responded with an 'hmm' indifferently.

Unexpectedly, a person suddenly hung up from behind, his neck was tightly buckled, and the man had to take half a step back to stabilize his figure.

The side face was suddenly kissed by the person hanging up, and there was a 'boo' sound, with He Qiutong's wet saliva still remaining on it.

Shen Chao's face was a little dark, and he stretched his hand back and patted the other party's injured buttocks before driving him off.

"I want to post with Mr. Shen!"

"Where do so many internet slang come from? Look at your mobile phone less."

"It doesn't matter! I really want to hang on to you all the time!"

Shen Chao glanced sideways at He Qiutong, "Does it hurt anymore?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore! I knew that Mr. Shen didn't make up his mind. After applying the medicine, it's much better."

Shen Chao snorted in an unclear manner, turned around and continued to make supper, two sterile eggs were smashed into small porcelain white bowls and stirred up...

"Don't fix the scar and forget the pain. Remember the pink and white gift box I bought today? You can take it to the bedroom later."

Pink and white gift box?

Could it be that Shen Chao decided to punish himself severely early in the morning, so he got off the car halfway to buy himself a small gift for compensation?

hum.It's pretty cool.

He Qiutong was aroused by his own imagination, and ran briskly to the storage table at the entrance, and carried the gift box on it to the bedroom.

Although he doesn't like this pink and white color scheme very much, he always thinks of the pink and white girl's helmet that Shen Chao forced him to wear...

But apart from the color, if you take the gift box into it for a closer look, its craftsmanship and design are all very exquisite-the edges and corners of the box are hollowed out with peach blossoms in full bloom or budding, against the pink and white background color, it is really beautiful.

The whole box is like a miniature suitcase, with a retro-style lock inlaid on the top, which requires a specific key to open.

He Qiutong picked up the box, looked it over and over again.

I don't know what's in it. It's neither light nor heavy, and I can't hear the collision of objects inside when I shake it.

However, this observation allowed He Qiutong to find a small box containing the keys. I don't know what kind of structure the merchant used.

The key in the box is brass-colored, with some intricate carvings engraved on the surface, which complements the hollowed-out peach blossoms on the box.

He Qiutong was overjoyed, reached out and hooked up the key, and carefully inserted it into the keyhole.