Mr.Dior | 迪奥先生 [BL]

Chapter 10

“I told you to be obedient and do things as I say.” Zhang stuffed the medicine into the mouth of the little substitute. With this, president-daren’s eyes showed a trace of satisfaction, as he whispered, “Yanyan doesn’t allow me to feed him, but you are clearly the opposite.”

Hearing this, Jiao Qi is somewhat distracted and stared blankly while drinking from the cup of lukewarm water on his husband's hand.

He remembers that in the past, when he was sick to eat, this guy always tried to feed him. However, the education that Jiao Qi received from childhood taught him that he should eat meals on his own without bothering others. Therefore, it was very rare for someone to succeed in feeding him.

After drinking the water, Jiao Qi got a gentle kiss from the man who fed him.

Having tasted the bitter taste on his lovely little wife’s lips, Zhang Chenfei sighed. This wicked but clever little substitute is deliberately putting on a frail look to provoke him to take pity on him. Nevertheless, he still ate this same old stuff that Yanyan ate. Seeing this familiar face with a look of suffering, he couldn’t help but feel distressed.

Mr. Zhang briefed the kitchen to make some soft and easily digestible food for dinner. He supervised the small and delicate wife as the latter eats his meal until he finished it all. Finally, president-daren could put down his worries.

Afterwards, he carried the man in his arms and went upstairs. He paused in front of the master bedroom’s door, as he thought of letting the little substitute to sleep inside the guest room.

Jiao Qi looked at him with a calm and unruffled expression as he asked, “Are you sure you would let me sleep here?”

The president-daren painfully massaged the space between his eyebrows. Although he did not want to admit it, the little substitute is indeed very alluring. When he is so close to him, he can barely restrain himself to kiss and hug him dearly.

He let out a deep sigh and with his melancholic back facing Jiao Qi, he said, “I’m sorry. I cannot let Yanyan down.”

Jiao Qi almost laughed aloud, bowed his head and coughed twice before saying, “In that case, good night, Mr. Dior.”

Sleeping on separate beds is also good. A few days ago, this guy had been so proactive. If it goes on, his kidney wouldn’t be able stand it.

Mr. Dior clenched his fist and said, “I told you to call me Mr. Da Diao…Good night!”

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The guest room also has a big bed. Its design is actually similar to the master bedroom. Only, this room is a bit smaller.

Jiao Qi stretched out his body and rolled on the bed. When he remembered what he saw in the basement during the day, he couldn’t help but bury his face in the quilt and secretly laugh. ‘Last night, I was not able to close my eyes and sleep. But tonight, I can finally set my worries to rest and peacefully sleep.’

In the middle of the night, Jiao Qi slowly opened his eyes. Sleeping until this hour took away his extreme tiredness throughout the day. Though still sleepy, he began to feel that the bed is uncomfortable to sleep on.

There is no warm chest behind him, and no shallow snoring near his ear. Also, he never knew that the early autumn night is unexpectedly so cold.