Ning Qing: Fatherly love is like the internet on a deserted island; it comes and goes as it pleases. When it arrives, it's as intense as a tornado, suffocating you, and when it leaves, it's as calm as water.
System: The fickle host has a changeable fatherly love. Feel sorry for the mission target for three seconds.
The host's love is as unpredictable as the weather...
Ning Qing: You can't understand the kind of emotion a father's love is just a string of cold data.
system:……
Ning Qing took a cushion to prop up her head and lay down on the sofa. The sofa was quite spacious, and the two of them could comfortably snuggle together and sleep.
She and her son, two grown men, should be able to squeeze in and lie down. Sigh, this damn great fatherly love even wants to share some of his sleeping space with his son.
Lost in thought, I unconsciously closed my eyes and slowly drifted off to sleep.
Su Xia, sitting in his office chair, continued working without noticing anything. It's said that serious men are the most charming, but unfortunately, no one appreciates it.
Ning Qing, one of only two living people in the office, is currently wondering what she is encountering or who she is seeing in her dream...
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Su Xia felt exhausted after finishing a day's work. She looked up, wanting to ask her husband for some comfort, but after scanning the office, she found a sleeping figure on the sofa.
Ning Qing lay obediently on the sofa, her arms wrapped around a pillow against her stomach, her cheeks slightly flushed, and her lips even redder... like a peach that had just lost its immaturity and was exuding a fruity fragrance, tempting people to pick it and secretly taste it.
Su Xia's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, her mouth was dry, and she realized that her sleeping husband could be so alluring.
He took Ning Qing's hand and gently kissed it, his lips lingering on the back of her hand, unwilling to pull away. How he wished this moment could last a little longer, a little longer...
He couldn't express his love for his husband, and if either of them were of the opposite sex, he would pursue them relentlessly without hesitation.
He and his husband are both men, and he was afraid that his husband would be disgusted if he found out. He was afraid that his husband would show him disgust, and he couldn't bear it.
Give him more time, more time for him to gradually accept and get used to his presence before breaking through this barrier. Then things should fall into place naturally.
No, that's not enough. If there were an external force to push the fire, it would be faster. Thinking this, he chuckled softly. "Mr. Ning, don't blame me. I just want to have you so much. Every day I fantasize about leaving my mark on your forehead."
Su Xia was a woman of action. She immediately bent down, picked Ning Qing up in her arms, stepped out of the office, and entered her private elevator.
I felt a bit annoyed once I got into the elevator. Why didn't I take the public elevator? It's always crowded there...
Looking down at the person sleeping soundly, he couldn't bear to wake him.
A smile unconsciously crept onto his lips as he looked at the person in his arms, feeling an indescribable sense of satisfaction, his heart overflowing with sweetness.
As he stepped out of the elevator, he walked slowly, as if afraid that others wouldn't see him holding someone.
After seeing the stunned and shocked expressions on the faces of many people, he walked into the parking lot with satisfaction.
He said this one-sided display of affection ended perfectly.
After showering everyone with their lovey-dovey moments, Su Xia coldly left not a single sleeve behind, only a photo of him carrying a man in his arms from behind.
Why aren't there any photos showing their faces? The people taking the photos said they didn't have the courage to take them!!
You have to be selective about who you gossip about and enjoy the gossip with.
Some people can openly ship their crushes, while others can only secretly ship them with their best friends or colleagues. Everyone knows, except the people involved. The two of them exchange a knowing glance and then smile like doting aunts. That's the true joy of shipping.
The photos of backs in the company's private chat group exploded like water dropped into a hot oil pan.
They were all too familiar with that figure from behind; it was their CEO, whom they both loved and hated.
Even someone as cold and aloof as him has his moments of public displays of affection, causing everyone to drop what they were doing and rush to the hall to witness the scene.
The result was naturally just a pile of dust, but they weren't disappointed. Even if they couldn't witness the event in person, they could still secretly enjoy it in the group chat.
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