[BL, MTL] Crooked? Here Comes the Warmth! (Quick Wear)

Chapter 434: Assistant (7)

　　Listening to the young man crying so hard, Sang Mohuai felt uncomfortable.

　　But if he doesn't do this, maybe the boy will pounce on him next time he senses that he is in danger.

　　It's just one box at a time this time, but what about next time?

　　Sang Mohuai couldn't imagine what kind of bad things would happen.

　　The manager stood at the door and was dumbfounded. Why did his artist just leave for a short while and make the newly recruited little angel cry?

　　"Why don't you comfort someone even if you make them cry? Can't you just talk to him if you have something to say?" The manager walked over anxiously.

　　"Don't cry, don't cry. Come to Angkor for a hug..." Wu Jiaxu opened his arms and walked towards the boy.

　　Sang Mohuai finally turned around and saw the assistant crying so hard that his heart softened even more.

　　"Come here." Sang Mohuai met Chi Baian's misty eyes and opened his arms slightly.

　　The little rabbit was like a bird returning to its nest, and it jumped into the man's arms with tears still in its eyes.

　　The agent who hugged an empty space said: "..."

　　Okay, okay, this is it.

　　Sang Mo sat on the sofa with the boy in his arms, took out a tissue from the table and wiped the tears of the crying boy in his arms.

　　"I just had a bad attitude, I'm sorry." The man touched the boy's head and apologized softly.

　　Chi Bai'an sniffed, "It's not my fault, sir..."

　　At this moment, Sang Mohuai finally understood what the word "weakness" meant.

　　"Promise me, next time something like this happens, you won't block it for me." The man sighed, his eyes full of helplessness and a little bit of love hidden in his eyes.

　　"Well... I'll do it next time..."

　　Xiaotu replied in a low voice, and the second half of the sentence became quieter and quieter with a guilty conscience, not knowing what to say.

　　Sang Mohuai had just made the boy in his arms cry. It was hard to coax him back. Even though he knew what the boy wanted to say in the second half of the sentence, he still didn't say anything in the end.

　　The agent stood aside and watched for a long time, suddenly feeling that he should not be in this room.

　　But the work was about to start, and he now wanted Sang Mohuai to go to the studio for filming.

　　"Ahem...it's almost ready over there." Wu Jiaxu reminded him.

　　Chi Bai'an just woke up from a dream and got out of the man's arms.

　　Sang Mohuai's face couldn't help but darken as he looked at the arms that were fragrant and soft one second but now empty the next.

　　"Let's go."

　　Chi Bai'an took out Sang Mohuai's water glass and put a pack of tissues in his pocket before following Sang Mohuai out of the workroom.

　　Sang Mohuai was walking in front. As if he remembered something, he looked back at the young man who was following him obediently.

　　"Put on the mask." As he spoke, his slender fingers helped the boy pull the mask from his chin to the bridge of his nose, almost covering his entire face.