Wei Qinyu knew Yu Rong, and Yu's eldest young master didn't know what mistakes he had made before. He was expelled from the country. Recently, Yu Jia died of a son before he was taken back.

Regardless of his character or ability, Wei Qinyu despised it.

As a young man at home, he was very blessed, but he was run out by an illegitimate child, and that’s all. After he drove out of the country, he actually went to school and didn’t think about how to return.

If it weren't for Yu son's death this time, I thought of him, and I was afraid that even after fifty years, this person would still not be able to return abroad.

Wei Qinyu looked down on him, but more, but his heart was angry.

He didn't know what was angry.

The man has always been good at accounting after Qiuhou, so he showed nothing and turned away.

When He Qing came back in the evening, there was a smile on that pretty face. Obviously, he was very happy. Wei Qinyu didn't say anything, but pressed him hard at night and did a hard job.

The punitive **** made the teenager cry for mercy, and the man did not let him go, and carefully washed him all over.

After the end, He Qing was soaked in dampness, shrinking to look at him in the corner.

He was still wearing the clothes during the day, the clothes bought by Wei Qinyu, but at the moment it was wet and drenched on his body. As soon as the white cloth dipped into the water, the white and tender skin was looming inside.

The teenager was very scared and sobbed softly, like an ostrich, shrunk out of reach of the man.

However, the truth is that as long as Wei Qinyu walked over and reached out his hand, he would be able to catch him.

The man didn't do it.

He did walk past, but stopped in front of the teenager, his slender legs no longer moved, Wei Qinyu spoke, his tone light.

"stand up."

He Qing shivered, red eyes, timid and obedient stood up.

The man said again, "Come here."

The young man shivered in fear, but walked past obediently. When the man took himself into his arms, he was like a little pet who lost his blessing, hiding in his arms.

"Wei, Mr. Wei..."

He called a man and asked for the first time, "Can you not use that..."

Wei Qinyu lowered his eyes slightly, his eyes fell on the nozzle on the ground, his expression did not change, the magnetic voice responded, "If you don't wash it, what should you do if you are dirty?"

The boy's face was pale. If he hadn't, he would never dare to ask again, but the thing was beyond his ability to bear, and he didn't want to experience it for the second time.

So he grabbed the man's clothes timidly and said carefully, "I, I take a bath every day."

"Is it washed inside?"

He Qing stunned, his eyes aggrieved red again.

He dare not say anything.

He didn't say it, but Wei Qinyu said it.

"If there is no accident, every day in the future, before and after doing it, you should wash it again."

He Qing's face grew whiter. He grabbed the corner of the man's clothes and shook his lips to say something, but he really didn't have the courage, and could only watch Wei Qinyu keep talking.

"Today is the first time. I washed it for you. Every time after that, I will come by myself."

I have to come by myself...

The teenager's lip bite was tight, and tears were twirling in his eyes. He could not help sobbing, but he refused to fall down stubbornly.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Wei Qinyu drew back his gaze and smiled, "This time it only makes you five minutes, and the time will increase in the future. It will be ten minutes from tomorrow."

Today is just five minutes away, and ten minutes, how much torture it should be.

He Qing was frightened with tears, and Nuo Nuo's voice was filled with fear and pleading, "Mr. Wei, please..."

"Don't take ten minutes, okay, five minutes, five minutes is enough..."

Has the undesirability from the beginning become five minutes?

Wei Qinyu, who had long guessed it, made a smile. He gently touched the head of the teenager, as Yu Rong did during the day.

"A Qing, if you are not dirty, how can I wash it?"

He Qing was so scared that he completely lost his ability to think. He grabbed the man's clothes, like a straw, and begged with a crying voice, "Please, Mr. Wei, it's really uncomfortable..."

"Don't wash for so long, OK, Mr. Wei..."

"Okay."

The man responded altogether, the teenager cried, and with unbelievable rejoicing, he lifted a small face with tears in his face and looked at him.

All of them have been tossed to this point, but weeping and thanking, "Thank you, Mr. Wei..."

No doubt, no delay, he believed the man's words so easily, Wei Qinyu looked at his pure eyes, and his thoughts almost rose in his heart.

But in his mind, the man stretched out his hand and touched the top of the teenager's head, but the sight of the two smiling at each other couldn't make him relieve.

Wei Qinyu smiled with strange anger in his heart.

"A Qing, if you want something, you have to exchange it for something. Didn't I teach you?

The boy who was still grateful just now froze.

He waited for a while before reaching out timidly and slender fingertips to take off his wet clothes.

Wei Qinyu stopped him.

When He Qing looked over with a puzzled face, his lips and lips smiled loudly, and the magnetic voice said low, "This time, you can't change your body."

He took the boy out of the bathroom. The bright floor-to-ceiling windows could clearly see the outside scene. He also made the boy who was wearing a shirt only, or the boy who was wet and tightly pressed tightly.

He Qing timidly followed behind Wei Qinyu and watched the man pick up a document on the table.

Waving at him, "Come and see."

The boy hesitated to move his foot and came to the man.

The above words are printed, but there are not many paragraphs, but they are shocking.

"Supplementary agreement, signed this, the next ten minutes will be changed to five minutes."

Wei Qinyu didn't seem to see He Qing's pale face. He sat leisurely on the sofa with a smile on his face.

"Relax, just not in contact with others. You are just a piano teacher and not a physical education teacher. If you really mind, resign."

He looks handsome and handsome, but the smile on this handsome face at this moment looks like a demon to a teenager.

The man smiled and his voice was quiet, "You should know, if you don't agree, I have a way to make you agree."

He Qing was wet, and his face was full of tears, and it was obviously embarrassing to put on others, but it could fall on the teenager, but it added a little temptation, at least in Wei Qinyu's view.

Like a big cake just baked, it is attracting everyone's attention, but there is only one cake, Wei Qinyu does not want to share with others.

So when the teenager shook his voice and asked him why, the man answered with a smile, "I don't like what others move me."

Just because of this...

In the eyes of this man, he is like an object, anyway, it's his, naturally it is what he wants.

A gust of wind blew down through the open window, and He Qing was cold and wet. He was blushing and his eyes were red. He signed his name on the agreement.

Watching the man put away the paper, the teenager asked, "Mr. Wei, what do you want me to do..."

Wei Qinyu is still laughing, but his voice has no emotion at all. He takes it for granted, "Obey."

"Only an obedient pet can be pampered, understand?"

He Qing lowered his eyes, his lips were pale, and his voice fell gently into the man's ear. "I will obey."

Seeing that he was soft, the man smiled, and he reached out to him, "Come."

The teenager was like a tamed little beast. He walked past without any hesitation. This time without Wei Qinyu, he consciously extended two slender arms around his neck.

He looked up and obediently accepted the man's kiss.

"Mr. Wei..."

Before Wei Qinyu was about to enter, the teenager shouted softly, "Tap..."

The man hugged the lovable little pet under him, leaned over to his ear, and answered magnetically, "Okay."

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From this day on, He Qing began to obey.

He no longer shook with fear in a man's words as usual, and he didn't want to escape. What Wei Qinyu said, he did what he did. The two things that they both agreed on had reached a peak because of his cooperation.

The man is of course very satisfied. He enjoys Yu Qing’s slender body as a teenager, his fair skin, and the cries of cry when he feels strong.

Enjoying it, naturally will not let go.

On this day, he came back a little late, and when he saw the young man watering flowers on the balcony, he looked down and his expression looked a little low.

Wei Qinyu knew why he was so low, but pretended not to know. He stepped forward and embraced the teenager from behind, "A Qing, are you not happy?"

He Qing was frightened by the sudden hug, and he only relaxed after hearing the voice of the people behind him, but his nervous heart could not be eased.

He answered truthfully, "I voted for a song I made today."

The man listened to his low voice and asked softly, "Not agreed?"

The teenager bowed his head uncomfortably, forgetting even the fear of men, "Uh."

He never thought that his songs would not be sold. Before, obviously, many people begged him to buy.

Hearing the doubts of the teenager, Wei Qinyu smiled. He hugged the man in his arms and explained, "Before you were the young master of the He family, other people want to stifle your father. Of course they can only tout you."

He Qing froze.

Is that right?

He always thought that he was talented in music, and almost everyone told him this way, teachers, classmates, parents.

They all said that he is a natural music seedling, as long as he is willing, everyone will love his song.

Actually, isn't it...

The warm tears dripped in his hand, Wei Qinyu was a little funny, "Why are you crying again? Are you made of water?"

Obviously, it is already difficult to be wronged, but hearing the man's words, He Qing quickly apologized, "I'm sorry..."

"Apologizing, there must be an apology."

The person behind him said that his hand stretched in along the hem of the clothes. When he touched the delicate and tender waist, he could obviously feel the bouncing of his lower limb, and the man walked up the waist and “relaxed.”

When he pressed the person against the balcony railing, he said to the sobbing boy, "Don't think about selling those songs anymore, they won't accept them."

"I want to repay...repay the money..."

He Qing's face was stained with red glow because of the man's movements, and a pair of slender white tender hands grabbed the railing, and pressed hard to the point where his fingertips were white, but he still insisted.

"To repay Mr. Wei..."

Wei Qinyu's eyes darkened a little unpleasantly.

Isn't paying the money just to leave yourself?

And before he got tired of the people under him, He Qing wanted to leave, depending on whether he let him go.

The man leaned over, his lips grinded at the back of the teenager, feeling his tremor, Wei Qinyu said, "Okay, I will wait for you to pay back."

But the money is definitely not enough.

After the two ended, Wei Qinyu sat on the sofa refreshingly, watching the teenager raise his pants with red eyes. He was wronged and wanted to go to the bathroom. Suddenly he thought of how he watered the flowers.

"Do you like the flowers on the balcony?" he asked.

He Qing didn't expect that the topic would suddenly jump to the flower, but he nodded and answered timidly, "I like it."

The man said nothing, but when he came back the next day, he held a flower pot in his hand and handed it to the welcoming teenager.

Seeing that he was looking at himself with a flower pot, Wei Qinyu said, "I bought it for you."

He Qing froze for a moment, then looked at the flower and smiled happily.

"Thank you Mr. Wei..."

Wei Qinyu looked at the smile on the young man's face, his eyes darkened, his throat rolled slightly, "Thank you, it's not a single sentence."

Perhaps it was because this potted flower made He Qing relax his vigilance. He did not think about it in other aspects. He raised his eyes shyly and promised softly, "When the flower is blooming, I will ask Mr. Wei to watch it together."

There are only a few flower bones in this pot, and it takes a few days to care for it to bloom.

The man paused, seeing the teenager looking at himself with trust, the sentence in his throat thanked him with a body, and somehow swallowed it.

He said, "Okay, I'm waiting to see the flowers bloom."

He Qing expressed great care for the flowers sent by Qin Yu in this pot. He even watered it before watering other flowers.

Usually when the sun is warm, I also hold this pot of flowers to bask in the sun. When I feel that the sun is enough, I hugged it back happily.

Like treating a child, the man inadvertently saw his attitude towards the potted plant and sneered in his heart.

He installed surveillance in the teenager's room, and naturally knew how precious he was to this flower.

Even before going to bed at night, I must hold a good night with Huadao.

It's just a dead thing, is it necessary to make that gesture?

Wei Qinyu asked him directly why this potted flower is different from other flowers.

The teenager smiled lightly, hugged the flower, and answered softly, "Because this is my flower."

He turned his gaze to a pot of flowers with different postures, beautiful and healthy flowers, and said, "No matter how beautiful those flowers are, it is not mine."

The man smiled and hugged him in his arms, seeing the teenager nervously protecting the flower pot from falling, deliberately biting his white earlobe, and after attracting a shudder from his arms, the magnetic voice smiled, " It turns out that my A Qing is also partial and only likes his own flowers."

He Qing hugged the flower pot tightly and made him soft all over.

The man looked at his apparently unsustainable but still pretending to be okay, and his eyes crossed a smile.

【Ding! Wei Qinyu's favor: 70】

"it is good."

Wei Qinyu let him go, chuckled and took the flower pot away from the boy's hand, put it on the table, and pressed the person who wanted to get up under him, the voice was low, and fell on his neck.

"A Qing is also my flower..."

The warm breath of the man sprayed on the young man's skin, causing him to tremble, he shivers and looks at the man.

But seeing Wei Qinyu said, "So fragrant and so beautiful, you should be a flower, I was raised at home, I...loved."

With the last two sentences, he tore off the clothes of the teenager, and under strong stimulation, He Qing quickly turned his eyes.

He held his hands easily by the man, but his eyes looked at the flowers on the table.

"Mr. Wei..."

Wei Qinyu heard the choking voice calling himself. He lifted himself slightly and looked at the teenager.

He Qing's hands were pressed over the top of his head, with tears in his eyes, and he looked straight at him, "Do you really hurt me?"

sincere?

Just a contract, where is the sincerity.

Wei Qinyu thought, but smiled on the face, he said a lie without guilt, "Of course."

The man lowered his body and went deep into him.

The magnetic voice is so faint, the tone is really great.

"I love you just like the flowers outside."

Keep them well and sprinkle water regularly, and they will naturally bloom pleasingly.

The young man's eyes brightened slightly, he didn't speak anymore, but he let the man move gently and even cooperated.

Wei Qinyu tasted the sweetness.

Since the two met on the first day, He Qing has always been a passive bearer. The man loves him, who is reluctant and can only cry and accept it, but when he is obedient, he accepts him like a blooming flower. At this time, he felt the real fit.

He began to bring more and more things to the teenagers at home, watching his eyes glistening with grateful smiles, and seeing him trust him more and more.

Wei Qinyu felt happy.

It's not that he didn't notice more and more nostalgia in He Qing's eyes, nor did he not feel his more and more gentle attitude on the bed, but he was addicted to it, of course, unwilling to pierce.

He stayed at home more and more, even if He Qing did not do that kind of thing, just looking at the young man watering the flowers and looking at the leaves, he felt happy.

The cause of the matter lies in a word from a friend.

"Qin Yu, is your kid in love? Workaholic is not working?"

In love, with the little sparrow raised at home?

Wei Qinyu glanced at him indifferently, "No."

"It's just a small pet."

"Little pet? Is that the little beauty of the He family? Bring it out and see it?"

The man pushed away his friend, "Get out of here."

That is the flower he keeps, how can he show it to others.

Weijia

He Qing sat in the room, holding the pot of flowers sent by Wei Qinyu, and smiled gently.

[He was reluctant. 】

System: [Reluctant? 】

[Yeah, reluctant...]

The teenager sat down beside the bed, stroking the flowers and leaves tenderly. [He no longer wants to show me to others. 】

[But it’s not enough, it’s okay, a little more stimulation. 】

Wei Qinyu sent his friends away, thinking of the teenager who was on vacation today, turned on the phone and cut the monitoring screen, and he saw him sitting by the bed and holding the flowers he gave.

There was a smile on the man's face.

Does he like what he delivers?