85 Chapter 85
◎Boyfriend, don't take off your suit◎
There is a child who understands all of his preferences and has the same aesthetic standards as him, and is pursuing him passionately. The information provided by this child is all useful after verification and has helped solve too many fatal hidden dangers. Lu Yancheng can't find any reason not to keep him.
Or reject his pursuit.
There may be some use, but it definitely does not account for all. He never knew that he was a person who would be blinded by beauty, but the so-called principles were basically useless against Song Qiu.
Beauty alone can't accomplish anything, it can only be a vase for people to admire, but beauty plus any other ability will definitely be a boost, not to mention that Song Qiu is not only spoiler-proof, but also smart and clever, and can act cute and playful...
It seems that the very existence of Song Qiu is designed to make him break various principles.
So after verifying that those people really had problems, some developments happened so fast that even Song Qiu found it a bit unexpected. He knew that it would be quick to deal with Lu Yancheng, after all, he had a God's perspective and had a firm grasp of the script, but he didn't expect it to be so fast.
It took a week to find out everything, and that night Lu Yancheng agreed to his passionate pursuit without any transition. When he tried to tease the sultry old man again, he was pressed on the dining table and kissed until he was dazed.
"You...you don't even pretend?"
After the kiss, Song Qiu leaned in his arms breathlessly, a little confused, "How long have we known each other? You said yes and I agreed? You ignored my teasing before... my closeness."
"What do I need to pretend?" Lu Yancheng said seriously, "You know everything about me, and you understand my personality. Why do I need to pretend in front of you? Do I have to pretend to be smart and then let you laugh at me?"
That's really the truth. If he continued to be hypocritical, Song Qiu would be ready to laugh at him.
"It seems that I guessed right. Some children look well-behaved on the surface, but they are full of evil intentions in their hearts. Are my jokes funny?"
Lu Yancheng, who had always been led by Song Qiu, was not the kind of person who liked things to get out of his control. In this position, he put his arms around Song Qiu's waist and pressed him into his arms, not giving him a chance to answer. He spread his legs and hugged him face to face, letting him hug his waist and walked towards the stairs step by step.
"My bedroom is on the fourth floor. You have plenty of time to refuse. If you don't want to go back with me, remember to stop before you enter the door."
Today is the weekend, Lu Yang has been out for fun and hasn't come back yet, and Aunt Zhang has already been told to leave. There are only the two of them in the villa, and they don't have to worry about anything in their world of just two people.
Song Qiu could see what Lu Yancheng wanted to do tonight. He was suddenly so frank and not pretending to be serious at all. He was really not used to it. While he was stunned, his ear was suddenly kissed vaguely. The man's deep voice rang in his ear. Song Qiu felt that this man must have done it on purpose, because his normal speaking voice was not so deadly sexy, and it made him feel itchy all over his body.
"We are all adults. Do you need me to explain to you what happens when you enter the bedroom?"
The posture of hugging each other as they go up the stairs face to face, the intimate ambiguity between the two people, the undercurrent of desire, saying such words now is not a question, it is simply flirting.
It turns out that Lu Yancheng, who has never experienced the cycle, can also be so wild. He looks steady, but he can get straight to the point after just knowing each other for a week. Song Qiu suddenly became a little curious, or his bad taste came back. He turned around and bit Lu Yancheng's chin, leaving a few tooth marks before backing away.
"Boss Lu, are you trying to take advantage of me?" He stared into Lu Yancheng's eyes and asked directly, "Sleep with me tonight, and tomorrow you will give me some money so I won't say anything, or you will let me get promoted and become your lover? Or you will take me with you as your assistant?"
"If you have anything to do, let the assistant do it. If ...
As they were talking, they had already walked to the door of Lu Yancheng's bedroom. Lu Yancheng stopped and did not open the door after hearing this. He stepped back a little and began to examine the person in his arms very seriously. "I thought you were pursuing me. Did I misunderstand?"
The ambiguous atmosphere came to an abrupt end, and all the flirting disappeared, leaving only Song Qiu who was politely put down, and the two returned to their normal social distance.
"Think about it before you answer me."
"You are young and you like to play. I can understand that. I can also respect your curiosity about the so-called paper man, but there is one thing you need to understand..."
Lu Yancheng's tone was serious, a warning and an exhortation, "If you want to play with me, even if you are a book traveler, you can't afford it if I need your spoilers."
"I don't accept threats from anyone, and I won't trade myself for spoilers. I won't go along with your whims."
If it was just for fun, then he had to be the one to lead the game. No matter what chips the child in front of him had, he had no right to ask for equality and preference from him. He had plenty of ways to get all the information that was beneficial to him from a book traveler.
Beauty is used for trading, so when he has had enough fun he can turn around and leave without paying any price. But if someone else wants to quit the game he is leading midway, that person cannot afford the consequences.
The feeling of oppression from a superior came over him. Song Qiu hadn't seen this kind of aura from Lu Yancheng for a long time, because Lu Yancheng told him that this kind of thing was reserved for outsiders and was not necessary for his partner.
There was nothing that could not be discussed between them, except for matters of principle. If there were any disagreements on other matters, Lu Yancheng would take the initiative to compromise. His tolerance and doting were always unreserved. The gentleness and tolerance of an elder always made him crazy no matter how much time had passed.
But... Lu Yancheng is really handsome now.
Everyone admires the strong, and Song Qiu, who was helped to climb to a high place by Lu Yancheng himself, is even more so. He likes the gentle and tolerant Lu Yancheng, and he has no resistance to Lu Yancheng, who is a big shot in the business world.
"Boss Lu, you are so handsome." Song Qiu thought to himself, and said it without any scruples. He even stood on tiptoe and kissed the man who was looking down at him on the lips, "You are so handsome now."
Lu Yancheng didn't move, nor did he kiss him back, but calmly said five words, "You haven't answered yet."
He is not a philanthropist, nor is he a good man. He only has one chance. If he fails to catch the child in front of him, the child must obey him unconditionally when the game begins.
"My answer is..." Song Qiu skillfully opened the door with one hand, and tried to hug his neck with the other hand, and whispered in his ear in a soft voice, full of seduction, "Boyfriend, don't take off this suit later."
“Click.”
With such an answer that carries obvious hints, the sound of the door opening was like a signal, and the cooled atmosphere was reignited, becoming completely out of control.
Unfortunately, Lu Yancheng still took off his suit. His mysophobia did not allow him to avoid the bathroom before doing certain things. Song Qiu almost lost his life in the bathroom. After being carried out, he lay weakly on the bed. He found that someone had disappeared strangely. When he turned around to look for him, he saw the man walking towards him in a clean suit.
"The styles are similar." Lu Yancheng untied his tie with one hand and walked closer, "Do you like me in a suit? Then continue like this."
Only then did Song Qiu realize how much trouble his words had caused, but it was too late to say anything, because he not only saw Lu Yancheng continuing to wear a suit, but also personally experienced what was so good about Lu Yancheng's expensive tie.
The quality is really good. Once you tie it on, you will definitely not be able to get it off. However, the fabric is very soft and will not rub your wrists too much.
At two o'clock in the morning, Song Qiu felt like a dead fish being put into the bathtub. His soul was about to leave his body. He didn't even have the strength to open his eyes. He could only passively enjoy Lu Yancheng's unskilled cleaning service.
"Why not throw me into the washing machine?" Song Qiu closed his eyes and leaned against the bathtub, wanting to cry but unable to. "Mr. Lu, the washing machine's washing function is weaker than your hand strength."
After being tormented for so long, his whole body is now sensitive and he doesn't allow anyone to touch him. He is still so sarcastic. Lu Yancheng shook his head helplessly and amusedly, trying to use less force and continue to bathe him.
I don't know who spoiled this kid. He is so bold and spoiled. He can't tolerate it if it's too light or too heavy. At the beginning, I dared to say that he didn't have good skills. Now he is still picky when taking a bath. He is just like a little ancestor.
There were many things to pay attention to after the first time. After Lu Yancheng carried him back to bed, he wanted to rub his waist, but before he could reach out his hand, the child crawled into his arms and found a comfortable position to sleep.
He is very familiar with the place and doesn't consider himself an outsider at all. It's not like he has just confirmed the relationship, as if he has found a free pillow.
Others went to clubs to have fun, or kept a few lovers. Lu Yancheng looked at Song Qiu and then at himself, and suddenly he felt like he was being kept as a gigolo by someone else.
He was despised for his efforts in the room, but he still had to serve gently. In the end, this little boyfriend didn't say a word to him. After sleeping, he only thought about sleeping. He usually pestered for kisses, but now he didn't even give a goodnight kiss.
The next afternoon, Song Qiu woke up and saw no one by the bed. She could hardly open her eyes, so she took out her cell phone and sent a message to Lu Yancheng: Husband, I want to drink the seafood porridge made by Aunt Zhang.
Lu Yancheng received the message downstairs. He looked at the initial address over and over again before making sure that he was not mistaken. Aunt Zhang called him several times but he did not respond.
"Mr. Lu, Mr. Lu?"
"What?"
Aunt Zhang gestured with her eyes at the bowl in her hand, "Boss Lu, do you want to serve the porridge now? I made Xiaoqiu's favorite seafood porridge. He told me at dinner last night that he wanted to eat it today."
"Give it to me." Lu Yancheng took it and strode up to the fourth floor. He paused before entering the bedroom, adjusted his suit with his other hand, and then pushed open the door.
"Husband..." Song Qiu lay on the bed and cried out in grievance, her voice hoarse from overuse, she looked so pitiful.
The shock of being called husband in front of him, coupled with his deliberate coquettishness and sympathy, was so great that Lu Yancheng could not resist it even though he knew it was definitely a sugar-coated bullet. He sat beside the bed and first fed him water, and then fed him porridge with clumsy movements.
"Hubby, you're so nice."
"Honey, the porridge you feed me tastes better than the porridge I usually drink."
"Hubby, how come you are so amazing? You can do everything, even feeding me porridge so professionally~"
He would praise her every few bites, and each one was different. Lu Yancheng knew that these words were just to coax him, but he still gradually lost himself in the calls of husband and praise. After feeding him the porridge, he didn't even need him to say anything, as he said first, "Any request that's not too excessive is fine."
"Hubby, you understand me so well~hmmmm~"
Song Qiu praised her and gave her a kiss, then leaned back on the bed and began to state her request, "I want to leave school early for an internship, and then I can be your assistant. My husband has to give me an internship certificate, and he has to let me follow you every day, and take me with you on business trips."
"Also, you are my boyfriend now. We are more than just a spoiler-spoiler relationship. My salary must be a thousand yuan higher than others. Otherwise, if I don't let you pay the price for me, you will not cherish me."
Lu Yancheng was amused by him, "If I give you an extra thousand yuan every month, will I be reluctant to give up the extra thousand yuan if I break up with you?"
"What else?" Song Qiu gestured in front of him in an exaggerated manner, "One thousand yuan! That's a full one thousand yuan!"
It was obvious that he was pretending to be so inexperienced, and he pretended just enough for him to see it. He had grasped the scale so well that Lu Yancheng had no choice but to knowingly do it. "Okay."
Unfortunately, I just happen to be particularly fond of this kind of thing. I will be disgusted by any more or less show-off or pretentiousness. This is just right, and it makes people like me very much.
Lu Yancheng grabbed his hand and kissed his fingertips, "I'll give you an extra 10,000 yuan a month, and... this is my secondary card, you can use it."
The familiar secondary card was stuffed into Song Qiu's hand. Song Qiu accepted it without hesitation and rushed over to give him another bear hug and kiss. "Hubby, you are so nice. You are not afraid that I am a liar who is trying to cheat you of your money!"
Lu Yancheng hugged him back, his tone cheerful, "If it's for money, that's fine too. I have a lot of money, which is my greatest advantage."
Although he said so, he could still see that Song Qiu was not doing it for money. For money, people would try every means to please others, but Song Qiu was different and dared to order people around like a little ancestor.
Love can't be faked. Even if you can pretend deliberately, your eyes can't lie. They were so close last night, and Song Qiu's eyes were filled with sincere love. At a certain moment, he even had an illusion...
They seemed to have been in love for a long, long time.
【Author’s words】
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