After Wen Yu got off work, as soon as he walked to the door of the company, he saw a familiar Maybach parked on the side of the road. He walked over, and the co-pilot's door had been opened. Xiao Yuyang immediately jumped out of the car,

Throwing into his arms: "Brother Wen, Dad and I are here to pick you up from get off work, are you happy~"

Han Zichuan also got off the driver's seat, holding an exquisite bag in his hand, with a slight smile on his face, "Xiao Yu, I invited you to eat French food last time, but you declined, today I plan to cook by myself,I would like to invite you to my house for dinner, would it be a favor?"

Xiao Yuyang clapped his hands excitedly and urged: "Yes, Brother Wen, get in the car quickly! I'm hungry!"

Wen Yu didn't know whether to agree to Han Zichuan.

"Brother Wen!" Xiao Yuyang hugged his leg and shook it, coquettishly said, "Please!"

Wen Yu couldn't stand Xiao Yuyang's expression the most, so he bent down to hug him up and said, "Okay, I promise."

Han Zichuan was ecstatic: "Then... let's go now!"

Wen Yu turned around and got into the rear driver's seat, fastened his seat belt, Han Zichuan closed the car door for him, walked around and sat in the main driver's seat.

Then he handed the bag in his hand to Wen Yu: "Xiao Yu, I saw you like his tiramisu in the restaurant last time. I ordered this for you."

Wen Yu looked down and saw that it was a tiramisu mousse cake. He was surprised: "When did you order it?"

"This afternoon." Han Zichuan said with a smile, "Try to see if it suits your taste. If you don't like it, I'll order it for you tomorrow."

Wen Yu took the box and said, "Thank you."

Han Zichuan smiled and said, "Xiao Yu, you don't have to be polite with me."

Wen Yu opened the box silently and took a bite of a piece of cake.

The cake tasted sweet and greasy, but it was very delicious. His eyes sparkled: "It's delicious."

"Eat more if it tastes good." Han Zichuan gave him a doting look, "I will treat you to whatever you want in the future."

Wen Yu immediately took another spoonful and fed it to Xiao Yuyang.

The little guy licked the spoon, grinning, and shouted childishly, "Thank you, Brother Wen!"

Wen Yu smiled without saying a word, raised his eyes and saw Han Zichuan's gaze on the corner of his lips, there was no tissue in the car, Wen Yu directly stretched out the tip of his pink and tender tongue, and gently wiped off the cake from the corner of his mouth, with an elegant movementAnd charming.

Han Zichuan was stunned for a moment before looking back, his heart was beating wildly, he coughed hastily to cover up his embarrassment: "I'm driving."

Wen Yu hummed in a low voice, and continued to tease Xiao Yuyang.

Han Zichuan was concentrating on driving, but many miscellaneous thoughts flashed through his mind——

He imagined Wen Yu kissing him or kissing him.

His lips looked very soft, delicate and tender like flower petals, it was irresistible, one could not wait to press him under his body, ravish him hard, and taste his sweet taste...

Han Zichuan gradually began to breathe heavily, and a hot feeling rose in his heart, as if countless ants were eating at his nerves.

He pinched the steering wheel hard.

Wen Yu seemed to sense something, and glanced sideways at him: "What's wrong with you? Your face is so red?"

"I'm... all right." Han Zichuan tried to calm his disordered breathing, and said, "It's quite windy today."

Wen Yu let out an "oh" and continued to tease the children.

After a while, Wen Yu finally couldn't help but said, "Are you not feeling well?"

"No." Han Zichuan pretended to be calm, "Maybe he's a little tired."

Wen Yu didn't delve into it, but only told: "Then you should pay attention to rest."

Han Zichuan nodded: "Don't worry."

Not long after he started the car, Wen Yu's cell phone rang.

He took out his phone and found that it was Jiang Mo calling.

"Hey, Jiang Mo, what's the matter?"

As soon as Han Zichuan heard that Wen Yu was on the phone with that man, a sour feeling surged in his chest, jealousy instantly occupied his whole heart, and he forced himself not to think about him.

Jiang Mo: "A taro, are you home yet?"

Wen Yu: "Not yet. I promised Xiao Yuyang to go to his house for dinner."

Jiang Mo: "Oh, that's it. Then when you get home, remember to tell me."

"good"

After hanging up the phone, the car stopped at the red light. Wen Yu turned his head and looked out the window, and suddenly saw a motorcycle parked beside him. The person in the driver's seat was familiar and was waving at him.

He was stunned for a moment before he realized that it was Zhuo Kai. He quickly lowered the window and called out, "Zhuo Kai, what a coincidence?"

Zhuo Kai grinned at him, and a bright smile came into view. He was wearing sunglasses, covering most of his face, and he looked even more sunny and handsome: "Yes, Xiao Yuer, why are you here?"

"I'm going to a friend's house for dinner."

Only then did Zhuo Kai notice the man in the driver's seat, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Your friend?"

Han Zichuan lowered the car window, revealing half of his handsome and mature face: "Hello, I'm Wen Yu's friend."

"Hello." Zhuo Kai stretched out his hand, "My surname is Zhuo, and my name is Kai. I'm Wen Yu's classmate."

"Hello." Han Zichuan held his hand

While shaking hands calmly on the surface, the heart is turbulent. Both men have their own thoughts, but neither of them is willing to take a step back.

Zhuo Kai let go of his hand first, and said, "Xiao Yu'er, didn't you say you wanted to invite me to dinner last time, didn't you forget?"

"Of course not!" Wen Yu said immediately, "But I have an appointment today, let's do it tomorrow!"

Zhuo Kai sighed regretfully: "All right."

Just when the red light turned green, the traffic gradually moved to the right. Zhuo Kai waved his hand at Wen Yu, and the motorcycle started and drove away slowly.

Han Zichuan stared at Zhuo Kai's leaving back with gloomy eyes.