Chapter 73 Chapter 73 "I also want to be your world." ...
"If you want my Feihe, I can give it to you unconditionally. If you want the fine wines in my collection, I can also give them to you for free. But, Ye Xiuming, you will never get me."
Every word Su Ting said was so powerful that it made Ye Xiuming breathless.
He didn't expect Su Ting to be so pessimistic.
But they are clearly only one step away. Is the missing thing really the insignificant identity of adoptive father and son?
What if his firepower was stronger?
So, he "accidentally" bumped into something, but he suddenly grimaced and hugged his recently healed arm, saying, "Oh my god, this hurts so much."
Su Ting frowned and immediately went forward to check his injuries, saying, "How could you be so careless? What if you break another bone?"
Ye Xiuming seemed to have hurt himself a bit, and he was stunned for a long time. Seeing that Su Ting was still so concerned about him, he leaned on his shoulder and said, "Little Dad, cook for me and help me take a bath..."
Su Ting: “…”
Although Su Ting knew that Ye Xiuming was playing tricks, he blamed the injury on his arm because he had asked Zheng Li for help, so he had to take responsibility for his injury.
Su Ting smiled and said, "Okay, as long as you follow the rules."
Tonight, the servants cooked light Cantonese dishes. At the table, Ye Xiuming asked him, "Why didn't you tell Dad that we were ending our relationship?"
Su Ting glanced at him and said, "I'm afraid he'll cry."
"You care so much about his opinion. It seems you did consider being with Dad when I was a kid." Ye Xiuming picked up the peanuts from the black bean sauce chicken feet. "What about after he gets out of prison?"
"Actually..." Su Ting looked at Ye Xiuming with interest and said, "I've never thought about being with anyone. I told you that a long time ago."
"What did you say?"
"I'm incapable of love."
Ye Xiuming smiled and said, "But you have the ability to be jealous, and you are quite jealous."
"If you keep talking nonsense, you can take a shower yourself at night."
Ye Xiuming really shut up, but not long after, he asked curiously: "Little Dad, why do you think you don't have the ability to love?"
Su Ting raised his eyelids and said, "No reason."
"Come to think of it, I haven't really gotten to know your family, little dad, where are your uncle and aunt?"
Su Ting didn't say anything, but it was obvious that he was feeling a little emotional.
"I've never heard you mention them."
Su Ting smiled bitterly and said, "At that time, the Internet was full of my private photos, and I accidentally let them know about it. Since then, they have never acknowledged me as their son."
"Didn't they congratulate us when Feihe was launched?"
Soutine said: "No, they seemed to isolate me from the world. No matter how much noise I made, it didn't work."
"But you did nothing wrong, and I won't treat you like Gu Jianqing did."
Su Ting smiled and said, "You are still young and mistakenly think you have seen the world."
"Because I'm young, you think I'll let you down, right?" Ye Xiuming said firmly, "I won't."
Su Ting didn't respond to his words. He handed Ye Xiuming a bowl of ginger milk and said, "Try Aunt Qu's cooking."
Ye Xiuming took it, scooped a spoonful of the smooth ginger milk, and said softly, "You are my world."
Su Ting was startled, and said with some regret: "The fact that you have such thoughts just proves that I will delay you."
Su Ting continued, "My presence would only be a constraint on you, so dissolving the adoption relationship is the right thing for us."
He smiled and said, "You can play racing as much as you want from now on."
Ye Xiuming asked: "Can I really do it?"
Su Ting rolled his eyes and said, "It's better not to do it. It's too dangerous. I can't bear it."
"Little Dad."
"Um?"
"I want to be your world, too."
These words were like a feather gently scratching his heart, and Su Ting seemed to really see that they only had each other.
But that is based on the premise of standing against the whole world. Can they really fight against the rules of this world?
Ye Xiuming stared at him intently and said, "Let me prove it to you."
"Forget it, go to bed early, Xiuming."
“Hiss—my hand hurts…!”
Su Ting's eyelashes flickered slightly. After seeing through Ye Xiuming's little trick, he did not expose it. Instead, he twisted his steps and said with a smile: "Wanting to take a shower right after eating is not good for your health."
"Then I'll call you back in half an hour."
Su Ting wiped his hands with a tissue, lowered his head with a moody expression, took a few steps sideways, and said, "Xiu Ming, you are not allowed to have any bad ideas."
"Okay, I'll behave myself."
The elegant scenery outside the window and the coolness of autumn are intertwined, one growing while the other declines.
Su Tingcai had just taken a shower and was wearing a clean white shirt and dark pajamas. His sleeves were half-rolled up and a few buttons on his collar were undone, revealing his sexy collarbone, as if it was a shallow beach that could hold desire.
He filled the master bedroom bathtub with water and light purple bubble bombs in advance, so that there would be a visual blind spot under the abundant foam and it would not cross the line.
Ye Xiuming was sincere. As soon as he arrived at Su Ting's room, he began to take off his clothes until he was left with only a pair of underwear.
Su Ting quickly closed his eyes, covered his key parts with his hands, and said, "Lie down first."
"Little Dad, hold me up."
Su Ting felt a little dizzy when he was called "little dad" and stretched out his arm in the direction of his voice.
Ye Xiuming helped him up without hesitation, adding, "You'll see it sooner or later anyway. If I were you, I wouldn't waste this time."
Su Ting felt that his lungs and lungs were unable to function. After hearing the sound of water splashing, he opened his eyes lacking interest and directly dipped a towel in bubbles and splashed it all over his face.
Ye Xiuming grabbed his wrist and pulled it against his chest. His breath was hot, and his expression was worth savoring. "Little Dad, I'm in this situation, and you didn't hide... So what I said is not without reason."
"Ye Xiuming, I'm warning you. You're still one day away from turning eighteen. We can't do this no matter what."
Ye Xiuming deflated, half-lying back in the bathtub, his voice gruff: "Then... wipe slowly."
Su Ting had no choice but to wash his body according to the original plan. When the towel passed over his chest muscles, even if he was still, he could feel the huge tension underneath, and the smooth and delicate skin also exuded a burning vitality.
How young, Su Ting thought.
When the hand passed over his abdominal muscles, Su Ting suddenly pulled back his hand as if he had received an electric shock.
He accidentally touched Ye Xiuming's...that place.
And it is not a natural state.
Ye Xiuming said calmly, "Don't get me wrong, little dad. It's just like that."
No way.
But strangely, Su Ting didn't feel ashamed at all, as if this was a natural thing. However, the one in the bathtub was nothing, but he was hot all over. If he hadn't pulled at his collar, he would probably have been unable to breathe.
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