The boy's eyes were clear and bright, and then he slowly moved closer.
"It's creamy! Want to try it?"
Cang Chengye looked at his trembling eyelashes and expectant eyes, and couldn't say no at all.
But the boy's unusually well-behaved light brown eyes were charming, yet pure and clear. If you tilted your chin up and lowered your head, you could see the shadow cast by the boy's long and dense eyelashes.
The child's face is so cute.
The man's Adam's apple rolled, he reached out to hold the child's head, and kissed the corner of his lips.
The boy dodged with a smile.
"I don't want it. I only let my husband kiss me."
The boy was completely unaware of what he was doing.
The man's eyes were as black as ink. Looking at the young man who was defending his chastity to death, he felt a little...heartbroken for a moment.
He put his hands on the boy's shoulders and said, "Ayu, open your eyes and see who I am."
The boy tilted his head, kept his fingertips on his lips for a long time, and slowly said "oh".
"I don't know, and I'm not A-Yu, I'm Strawberry Cake." The child who said he wanted to jump into the frying pan in the last second turned his face away and refused to recognize him in the next second.
The boy walked forward with a smile on his face like a fox: "Ayu is very sweet."
Yes, very sweet.
Cang Chengye chuckled. "Well, then I don't want to eat you now."
The child's eyes widened, as if seeing through something: "You really wanted to eat me just now!!!"
Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief like a little smart guy.
"Well, I just want to eat strawberry cake now." The man's slender, cold white fingertips pressed against the boy's lips.
The hair on the top of the child's head was all blown up.
He is Ayu,
Equal to strawberry shortcake.
Is there any difference???
"I'm not sweet." The boy argued.
"Really?" Cang Chengye smiled, "Then let me try it and I'll know."
There was a hint of restraint in the man's voice.
Duan Yuchen felt completely hopeless about life.
This strawberry cake of his is in such a difficult situation. Why is it so difficult for this little cutie like him?
Is it so painful to be eaten by someone?
"Good boy, don't cry."
"Can you please let me go? I'll give you a cream puff in exchange." The boy was confused, but he was determined to fight back.
"Hmm? Cream puff?" Cang Chengye muttered perfunctorily.
Is this kid hungry? He eats desserts in one bite.
"Yes, sir. Sir it's Cream Puff," the boy nodded with unusual sincerity.
I hope the person in front of me can let me go.
So childish.
…
When Duan Yuchen woke up the next day,
The memory came flooding back like a tide.
Duan Yuchen was stunned for a moment.
I clearly got caught in the rain yesterday, and then went to that young lady's house to complete a mission. Why did I go through so many things after I came back?
Strawberry cake?
Does he act like he is three and a half years old?
And did he really want to do that last night?
Duan Yuchen was about to move to the side with despair, but the pain in his waist made him give up struggling.
"What? Can't you get up?" Cang Chengye said, then put his arm around the boy's shoulders and whispered in his earlobe.
Warm breath touched the tip of the boy's ear.
Sure enough, the tips of my ears turned even redder.
"I just took Chinese medicine last night..."
"Yes, sir, you know."
"Then why do you still want to cooperate with me?" Duan Yuchen pulled the quilt up to cover his face with some embarrassment.
"Because if a certain kid didn't respond this way, he would have kicked me out long ago." Cang Chengye said as he pulled the quilt down again.
What if I hold it in again?
The boy blushed and turned around to see the exquisite strawberry cake and puffs on the bedside table.
Help,
I can't bear to look at it, okay?
"Where did this come from?" the boy asked.
"I saw you talking about it all the time last night, so I was afraid you'd wake up and want to eat, so I asked someone to bring it to you." The man supported his head with one hand and looked at him sideways.
The young man said,
Fortunately, he was self-aware yesterday and thus escaped the clutches of the gentleman.
Duan Yuchen had just stood up and was about to lean forward subconsciously. As if anticipating this, the man reached out and pulled him back.
"Where is this place?" Duan Yuchen suddenly reacted and looked around.
"Hotel. A kid wouldn't let me leave last night, so I brought him here."
“…” Duan Yuchen felt his scalp tingling and immediately looked at the facilities in the room.
"Okay, stop looking at it. Maybe in a couple of days some website will have the video of us from last night." Cang Chengye said, then turned the child's head away.
One button at a time, you have to help the other person put on their clothes.
Don't let him look around anymore.
"Sir...!!" Duan Yuchen looked at the other person and suddenly remembered what happened last night.
I seemed to have said last night that I wanted to support him?
"Hmm? Doesn't Ayu like the type of little wife? Look at the way I take care of you, do you think I'm qualified?" Cang Chengye said, then helped her up from the bed.
Duan Yuchen: ………!!!
He really knew it!
Help!
Social death on the spot!!
Someone come and kill him.
"I was just joking, sir, don't take it to heart..." Duan Yuchen reached out and grabbed the man's hand.
As a result, the opponent took the initiative and directly pressed that hand over.
"Okay, my husband is going on a business trip abroad for the next few days. I remember you seem to have some things going on in the entertainment industry, right? Stay in the production team honestly, don't run around anywhere, and call me at the regular time. Wait for me to come back in China."
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