For the first time, Bai Qinghan had the urge to run away. What kind of person is this? So annoying.
"Dad, Dad, please, please." Bai Lishu's voice came again.
Like a devil's sound surrounding my ears.
Bai Qinghan pulled back his sleeves, "Don't force me to slap you."
He shouldn't have been so soft-hearted and spoken up before. This little bastard is pestering him every day.
"Slap me?" Bai Lishu seemed to be blind to the murderous intent in his eyes. He stretched out his hand and gestured a "slap" gesture, saying in a light tone, "Remember to help me after you're done!"
Bai Qinghan was almost laughing out of anger. He took a deep breath and resisted the urge to throw the little bastard out.
He said coldly: "How about I let Opp help you?"
"Alright, I won't say any more." Bai Lishu knew when to stop, waved his hand in front of him, and said with a smile, "Dad, calm down slowly. I'm going to find someone else first."
Bai Lishu walked briskly away from Bai Qinghan's sight. He sat alone in the study, holding a cup of tea in his hand, his fingertips tapping lightly on the table.
His brows were slightly furrowed, and there was a hint of fatigue and helplessness in his eyes.
Outside the window, the courtyard was fresh after the rain. There were still some undried water marks on the bluestone slabs. The shallow sunlight penetrated the leaves and sprinkled on the ground, reflecting bits of golden light.
He lowered his head to look at the book on the table, trying to immerse himself in it, but he couldn't calm down.
Bai Lishu's voice just now seemed to still echo in his ears, making him unable to find even a moment of peace.
"It's so annoying," he muttered to himself, pinched his brows, then took another sip of tea, trying to calm down.
There was a gentle knock at the door. Bai Qinghan's eyes turned cold, and his tone was a little wary: "What are you doing again?"
The door was pushed open and a figure came in. However, it was not Bai Lishu as he had imagined, but Slov.
Siluof's face was expressionless, but his eyes held a hint of respect. "Old Master, Miss Bai said she won't bother you again today, but she asked me to bring you a message."
"What?" Bai Qinghan narrowed his eyes and spoke in an unfriendly tone.
The corners of Siluofu's mouth curled up slightly, as if he was trying to suppress a laugh. "She said, 'Dad, please calm down, or you'll get sick from anger and have us wait on you again.'"
......
Also, what's the deal with this old man's name?
The veins on Bai Qinghan's forehead twitched. He stared at Siluofu, his tone so gloomy that it seemed like water was about to drip out: "Come on, try calling me old man again?"
Siluof lowered his head to hide the smile in his eyes and replied respectfully: "Yes, sir..."
Before he finished speaking, he keenly sensed the glare Bai Qinghan was giving him, and he swallowed the last word and changed his words, "Mr."
Bai Qinghan snorted coldly and waved his hand, "Get out."
Slov bowed slightly, turned around and left with quick and decisive movements.
Bai Qinghan picked up the teacup again and stared out the window for a long while. Finally, he couldn't help but curse, "You bastard!"
*
Cheng Yu was contentedly munching on a small cake. He stirred the bowl with a silver spoon and a happy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
The sweetness of the cream and the softness of the cake melted on his tongue. He narrowed his eyes and murmured like a satisfied kitten, "Delicious."
Just as he was about to scoop another spoonful, he heard brisk footsteps behind him.
Cheng Yu knew who was coming without looking back.
As expected, Bai Luoqi's voice rang out: "Chengzi, why are you hiding here again?"
Bai Luoqi smiled and leaned over, his hands in his pockets. He stood behind Cheng Yu and leaned over to take a look at the small cake in his hand. "What flavor is it this time? Can you give me some?"
Cheng Yu looked up at him and retorted softly, "It's bitter."
He remembered Bai Luoqi saying chocolate was bitter and he didn't like it.
"But you eat so happily, I think maybe I missed something before."
Bai Luoqi casually pulled out a chair opposite Cheng Yu and sat down, propping up his chin lazily. "You've been hiding like this every day lately. Is it because of your uncle?"
Cheng Yu didn't say anything. He lowered his head and continued to scoop a spoonful of cake into his mouth, pretending not to hear.
Xiaonian jumped towards them and jumped onto the table with his wings flapping.
【Oranges, oranges, grapes, grapes! 】
It tilted its head, twisted its butt, and its pair of black eyes looked particularly cute.
Mynah birds can only imitate human voices, and they can imitate similar tones and speeds through repeated listening and practice.
Oranges, oranges, oranges
Cheng Yu tapped the edge of the cake cup gently with a spoon, making a crisp "ding ding" sound.
Xiaonian immediately flapped his wings and jumped onto Chengyu's shoulder, rubbing his neck proudly with his little head.
Before he could be happy for long, a low, mellow voice came from behind him, "Cheng Yu."
Cheng Yu subconsciously slid down from the chair and tried to hide under the table.
But, why.
Cheng Yu stood on a stool, looking down at him, but was slightly stunned.
He was wearing a sharp black suit, with his tie slightly loosened at the collar.
His fingertips fell to his lips, rubbing the chocolate on them.
Looking up at him, a charming voice sounded: "Is the cake... sweet?" There was a hint of subtle teasing in the words.
For a moment, Cheng Yu almost forgot what he was going to do.
"Sweet..." Cheng Yu's voice was a little unclear, and he swallowed subconsciously.
Bai Yan didn't seem to be in a hurry to get an answer. He smiled slightly, with a hint of playfulness and deep meaning between his eyebrows. "If it's sweet, then I'd like to taste yours."
He raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes swept over the cake in Cheng Yu's hand, and then looked Cheng Yu up and down.
Cheng Yu's fingers rubbed slightly on the corner of his clothes, his gaze fixed on those deep eyes.
The slightly cool fingertips gently stroked his lips, then slowly moved up along his jawline, leaving a tingling sensation along the way.
"Don't you want to share your cake?" Bai Yan put his arms around his waist, caressing the delicate touch with his big hands.
The amplitude is very small, like a very soft feather scratching the tip of the heart.
No, Cheng Yu turned his head and dodged backwards.
"Well, if you don't want to, that's fine..."
Cheng Yu covered his mouth, grabbed the back of Bai Yan's head, pulled him into his arms, and stroked his dark hair like a dog, saying in a clear voice, "Here."
Bai Yan curled his lips and chuckled. His little orange had taken the bait.
He gently wiped Cheng Yu's crimson lips with the tip of his thumb, then leaned over and couldn't help but kiss his lips, gently rubbing, pecking and kissing.
Come closer and whisper mysteriously in his ear...
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