Chapter 92
"Hello?" Bo Yiming pointed at the child's watch and called, "Grandpa?"
Xingxing was sitting next to him, curiously studying the whole box of blue tennis balls that Grandpa Xu had sent her.
For the first time, he knew that the color of tennis balls did not have to be yellow-green and could also be customized.
"Yiming?"
A deep voice came and both kids looked at their watches.
Bo Yiming immediately informed the elder father that the younger father had gone out alone, and said, "The younger father was very sad when he heard that I couldn't have lunch with him. Elder father, do you have time to accompany the younger father at noon?"
Bo Tingyuan: "Is your little father sad?"
Bo Yiming hesitated for a second, recalling the look on Little Dad's face at the time, and nodded at his watch: "Yes, yes, Little Dad's face was full of disappointment."
"Okay, I understand." Bo Tingyuan gave his son a few more instructions and then hung up the phone.
Bo Yiming put down his watch, and it seemed that his father didn't show any sadness?
He frowned and hesitated: "Xingxing, brother didn't lie, right?"
Xingxing looked into her brother's amber eyes and said firmly, "Of course not."
"Yeah." Bo Yiming became happy and pulled his wrist, "Let's go, let's go play tennis!"
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shopping mall.
At a brand counter of a famous watch, the store manager was waiting early after receiving the news.
The brand store has two floors, and the second floor is temporarily cleared.
The VIC customer lounge was also prepared with exquisite snacks and tea.
After Wen Cishu arrived with his bodyguards, he was invited to the second floor.
He took off his hat and sunglasses and got straight to the point: "I want to see the classics and new models in the store."
The store manager immediately had the gloves brought over, introduced them one by one, and asked the customer to try them on. He tentatively asked, "Mr. Wen, are you going to wear them yourself or give them to someone else?"
Wen Cishu looked at several new watches.
The design is novel and fashionable enough, but not serious enough, and may be more suitable for boys in their twenties.
He looked at the store manager and explained with a smile: "It's for a gift. It's a man in his thirties, with a more stable and reserved temperament."
The store manager immediately had a concrete image of the wearer and sent more styles.
Wen Cishu listened to the introduction and picked out two pieces to wear on his wrist.
Finally selected one.
The store manager gave a timely reminder: "Mr. Wen, this watch also has a couple's version. Do you want to take a look?"
Wen Cishu smiled: "Who do you think I'm going to give it to?"
The store manager nodded: "Mr. Bo."
"However, I don't wear a watch on a daily basis."
Wen Cishu paused after saying this and said, "Forget it, let's just buy a pair."
Hope good things come in pairs.
The store manager was smiling happily and quickly asked people to pack the goods and issue invoices.
Wen Cishu sat and waited, drinking tea and eating snacks.
At this time, he received a message.
Bo Tingyuan: [Yiming said he can't accompany you at noon. Should I have dinner with you? 】
Wen Cishu leaned on the sofa, feeling surprised: the little monkey is so filial that he even knows to arrange a big father for him.
[No, just go ahead and do your thing. I'll just eat outside.]
Bo Tingyuan: [Where is outside? I'll go over there. 】
Wen Cishu glanced at the store manager who delivered the watch and quickly typed: [Then I'll go to the company, don't come out. 】
He knew that the company had been very busy recently.
The two of them made an agreement, and when Wen Cishu left, the store manager saw him off to the door and repeatedly told him to come back next time.
Wen Cishu thought happily that the next time he would go shopping with his own money would be a long time.
He went on to choose other gifts, and when he was leaving, he passed by a row of dark Gothic-style display windows.
The mannequins were dressed in white shirts and tied up with an assortment of black leather braces.
Wen Cishu paused, looking through his sunglasses at one of the complicatedly tied straps, and immediately thought, if these straps were worn on Bo Tingyuan...
He looked at the three bodyguards and then looked inside the store.
——It doesn’t seem appropriate to go in and shop directly?
Wen Cishu glanced at the name of the store and wrote it down secretly.
After getting in the car, he searched for the brand online and found that there was indeed an official website platform where he could place orders.
After careful study, he carefully selected three items for Bo Tingyuan, placed an order and had them delivered to his home urgently.
After doing all this, Wen Cishu couldn't help but smile out the window.
——Bo Tingyuan must be countless times sexier than the mannequin when wearing it.
The car slowly drove towards the company's dedicated parking space.
Wen Cishu noticed a tall and straight figure from afar.
After the car was stable, Bo Tingyuan opened the door and reached out to help him step out.
Wen Cishu joked, "Why did Mr. Lao Bo come to pick him up in person? That's really too polite."
As soon as he finished speaking, a large hand rubbed his shoulder vigorously. He immediately closed his lips and obediently followed him into the elevator.
The assistant bodyguard took the elevator separately, so there were only the couple in the elevator.
Wen Cishu quietly looked at the person reflected in the mirrored wall of the elevator.
In the company's environment, the glasses on Bo Tingyuan's face became colder, his sight became extremely sharp, and an extremely strong sense of oppression emanated from his whole body.
Bo Tingyuan met his eyes that were quietly observing him and asked: "What did you pick out at the mall?"
"Forehead……"
An inappropriate image popped up in Wen Cishu's mind, and he said softly, "Nothing. I just bought some gifts with the money I got from the variety show. I asked my bodyguard to take them home first."
Bo Tingyuan pushed up his glasses, glanced at the floor number displayed on the elevator, and then slowly looked at him: "My floor number is not there?"
"Of course."
Wen Cishu glared at him and muttered, "Bo Tingyuan, how dare you question me like this?"
He pushed him away with his elbow, feeling aggrieved, "I owe you..." I bought two copies for you.
Bo Tingyuan hugged him tightly and apologized in a low voice: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't ask that."
Wen Cishu was held so tightly that he couldn't move. He couldn't pry his hands away, so he could only ask angrily, "Don't you know that the tone of a rhetorical question in Chinese is emphasized? It sounds weird."
Bo Tingyuan kissed him on the forehead and apologized sincerely again: "I'm sorry."
The elevator arrived just in time.
Wen Cishu stopped immediately and decided to behave like a decent adult when he was out there.
Bo Tingyuan also loosened his arm and simply put it on his shoulder, appearing intimate but not too intimate.
When the two of them walked into the office side by side and the door was closed, Wen Cishu just raised his hand to push him away, but he was picked up horizontally by him.
Bo Tingyuan carried the person into the room where they usually took naps and pushed the door shut.
Wen Cishu was placed on the edge of the bed. Seeing him leaning over with urgency, his eyes were erratic and his gaze was wandering: "Aren't we going to have lunch together? Why did you bring me here?"
"I'm afraid you'll be angry and sad, so I apologize to you sincerely."
Bo Tingyuan stepped forward and tried to kiss him on the lips, but Wen Cishu supported himself with his hands and leaned back: "How can you apologize like this? Um——"
Bo Tingyuan kissed him when he pouted his lips while talking, and then quickly let go: "Is this okay?"
Wen Cishu pursed his moist lips.
I don’t know why, but when I saw Bo Tingyuan’s appearance today, I felt unexpectedly sweet in my heart.
He muttered childishly, "I didn't even take off my glasses, so it doesn't count."
After saying this, he tightened his face, trying not to laugh.
Bo Tingyuan caught the gentle and sweet look on his face when he looked at him: "You pick it."
"I don't."
Wen Cishu had already unilaterally announced that he and this pair of glasses were in a hostile state of incompatibility.
As soon as he finished speaking, he was pushed back on the bed by his shoulders, and watched Bo Tingyuan lean over to him, "You..."
Bo Tingyuan grabbed his wrists and pulled them to the top of his head, holding them with one hand, and put his lips to his ear, saying in a low voice: "Then don't take them off."
The heat from between his lips rushed into Wen Cishu's ears, and he shrank his shoulders sensitively.
The next second, his earlobe was held by her lips, and he let out an ambiguous moan without any defense.
The look in Bo Tingyuan's eyes, as he tilted his head to look at him, continued to intensify on her soft and round earlobe.
Wen Cishu couldn't help but straighten his waist, and his two long legs hanging on the edge of the bed moved.
——Woo, not only did I not get a sweet kiss, but my earlobe was also "tortured".
Bo Tingyuan seemed to be addicted to it. He repeatedly bullied the soft and round earlobes like pearls and rubbed them lightly between his teeth, which felt quite enjoyable.
Wen Cishu's breathing became heavier, and he panted. He tried to struggle with his hands but couldn't move at all. He could only beg, "No, no, it's so itchy..."
He wanted to roll around in bed to relieve the itch.
As a result, Bo Tingyuan remained unmoved and became even more aggressive.
He was so anxious that he tried to jump up and down, but he was held down by his waist. He could only twist around unbearably and said quickly, "Can't I take off my glasses? Let go of me~"
Bo Tingyuan raised his eyebrows and looked down at the blushing face.
At this moment, Wen Cishu, with a blush on her face, is extremely attractive.
Bo Tingyuan gazed at him admiringly, his eyes moving from Wen Cishu's brows to his tightly pursed lips, and then to his moist and soft earlobes.
How could Wen Cishu bear being stared at like that?
His body slowly softened. I didn't know what he was looking at, but I didn't disturb him. I just quietly felt the love and attachment in his eyes.
Of course, there is also a desire that is somewhat restrained.
A few minutes later, he poked the back of Bo Tingyuan's hand with his finger: "Aren't we having lunch?"
Now he didn't look like he was going to eat at all, as if he had become a meal on the plate and was going to be eaten up by Bo Tingyuan.
"Yeah." Bo Tingyuan calmed down, let go of his hand, and rubbed his wrist, afraid that he had hurt him, so he hugged him and sat up.
Wen Dictionary:? The second time today! What's going on? Can we withdraw just like that?
He gently kicked Bo Tingyuan's calf with his toes, then raised his eyes and looked at him eagerly.
Like a little kid begging for candy.
Bo Tingyuan understood the look in his eyes and lifted his chin up: "Not hungry again?"
Wen Cishu smiled and put his arms around Bo Tingyuan's shoulders, then he fell down suddenly, causing the people in front of him to fall down as well.
His eyes traced Bo Tingyuan's lips, and he whispered shyly, "Five minutes, you won't be very hungry, right?"
Then he went to take off his glasses.
Looking at each other intimately, the two kissed each other at the same time.
Letting the most primitive desire take over, they kissed each other's lips and tongues almost like biting each other.
Wen Cishu said vaguely: "I bought you two gifts, both of which I picked personally, you can't refuse."
Bo Tingyuan hugged him tightly: "Of course not."
"Hmm..." Wen Cishu thought of the extremely sexy bondage-style chain straps and felt so hot that he couldn't control himself.
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