"Do you want it or not"

Wu Yue put down his racket, wiping his sweat, and sitting in the rest area to drink water. Lao Li panted, soaked in sweat, and sat down on a chair, he yelled that he was getting old and couldn't run anymore.

"Can't get things going at that wholesale factory?" Old Li asked. He saw that Wu Yue was pondering deeply, assuming he was worrying about business.

Wu Yue said, "I'm still working on it, I'll invite them to dinner with Mr. Wang in two days." His mind was obviously not on this, his fingers twitched, it was an itch to smoke.

He asked Lao Li: "Does Tongtong usually stick to you?"

Old Li said, "I'm afraid not, but he's very sticky to his ma and grandma."

Wu Yue hesitated and asked his old friend for advice: "If I suddenly find Dong'er a psychiatrist, do you think it'll be appropriate or not?"

"What happened to Xiao Dong'er?"

"A lot of things, I can't tell." Wu Yue sighed, "He just said that he doesn't like being others, he wants to just live with me."

Old Li sighed: "Hey, consider his condition from when you found him! How can an orphanage compare to now? Xiao Dong'er lacks love and has no sense of security, he'll be different from ordinary children. Just stay with him and show him you care for him. That's all."

Wu Yue said, "I'm just afraid that he'll attach himself too much to me."

"Isn't that what you should do to be a good dad? Either way, I can help you find a companion, find a kind mother for Xiao Dong'er. She'll be there if you can't take care of him."

Wu Yue didn't even dare think about the consequences of finding Chu Dong a stepmother. Wu Yue mentioned something else, "I called the dean of the orphanage before, I asked about Dong'er's first adoption."

"Who adopted him?"

"A woman." Wu Yue frowned. "I heard the dean say that she was a freelancer. He didn't know what happened, and her family situation was also unclear."

"If they didn't know anything, then why let her take him away?"

This was also one of the things that irritated Wu Yue, "The procedures weren't so formal at that time."

The important thing was that Chu Dong had never mentioned this matter to him before, not a related word had been said.

This frustrated Wu Yue extremely.

Wu Yue saw from his phone that it was time to go to the library to pick up Chu Dong. He hurriedly took a shower in the provided bathroom and bid farewell to Lao Li.

He wanted to find Chu Dong a psychiatrist. First, because he was worried about the impact of Chu Dong's past on him. Second, because Chu Dong's feelings for him had already crossed the line too far, he couldn't control it. It's fine if it was just a sense of insecurity and adolescent sex drive, because these could be gradually corrected with fatherly love and age.

But if it's not...

Wu Yue sat in the car and smoked. He massaged his eyebrows and restrained the restlessness in his body. He was too lenient with Chu Dong, he had become more daring. Kissing was now commonplace, what's even more annoying was that the child is too dismissive of what he says, and finds trouble with him almost every night.

Those fragrant scenes sometimes play in Wu Yue's mind without warning, almost making him become hard in public several times. It was even worse than when he was young, and full of blood and vitality.

Wu Yue pinched off his cigarette, he started the car and left.

When the car was about to reach the library, Wu Yue received a call from Zhao Qian.

They haven't been in contact for a long time since the divorce. Wu Yue answered the phone.

On the other side of the phone, Zhao Qian's drunken voice rang, "Husband, come and pick me up."

Wu Yue frowned, "I'm doing something."

"You come and pick me up, I'm alone! I'm alone in a bar!" Zhao Qian suddenly cried, "They don't want me to drink, they're not letting me drink. Why?"

The phone was taken away, and an unfamiliar voice rang: "Hello sir, this drunk lady is currently with us, is it convenient for you to come and pick her up?"

"She's alone?"

"Yes, this lady has been drinking for nearly two hours by herself, she has been persuaded several times to leave. We were worried about her safety, so we asked her to call her family..."

"Then make her call someone else." Wu Yue hung up and continued driving. Unexpectedly, when he arrived at the door of the library, his phone rang again.

Wu Yue had a headache and picked it up: "What's wrong?"

Zhao Qian was still crying on the other side of the phone, "Wu Yue, accompany me, I feel uncomfortable..."

"Give the waiter your phone."

"I don't want to!"

In the hustle and bustle, the phone was taken away by the waiter. They were obviously exhausted at the drunk Zhao Qian, "Mr. Wu, your wife's presence in our establishment is making it difficult for us to do business. Can you come and pick her up?" The bar's address was forwarded.

Wu Yue had no choice but to pick up the Chu Dong first, and deal with Zhao Qian later. He parked downstairs of his house and told Chu Dong to get out of the car and go home early.

Chu Dong stood outside the car and asked, "Where's Dad going tonight?"

It had been a long time since Zhao Qian's phone call, Wu Yue was itching to leave. With a bit of a guilty conscience, he simply said, "I need to do something, I'll be back soon. You can eat dinner by yourself."

The rear of the car gradually disappeared under Chu Dong's gaze.

Wu Yue rushed to the bar, the people dancing around was almost shaking the ceiling. He easily found Zhao Qian through the crowd, lying on the island and making noise. Several waiters were around her, wanting to help her sit on the sofa while she refused to move.

Wu Yue walked over and stopped Zhao Qian, "Zhao Qian, let's go back quick."

Zhao Qian looked at him with drunk eyes, her beautiful face was flushed like a peach, she grabbed Wu Yue, "My husband's here." Then she showed off to the people around her drunkenly, "My husband came to pick me up, did you see!"

Even the manager came out to guard her, when she saw Wu Yue, she couldn't help complaining: "Sir, she's vomited twice by now on the island and a chair. She has broken two cups."

Wu Yue was the bigger of the two, he pressed on Zhao Qian to prevent her from climbing on him and took out his wallet to count the cash, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry for troubling you."

He meant to quickly take Zhao Qian away, but Zhao Qian just grabbed him and kept muttering his name. The others were starting to talk. Wu Yue had to pick up her up horizontally to leave the bar.

"Husband, I'm dizzy and uncomfortable..."

"You're so kind, only you treat me well..."

Zhao Qian was stuffed into the back seat, Wu Yue fastened her seat belt. She cried again, "Husband, I'm having a hard time."

Wu Yue opened the window and drove silently. Zhao Qian cried so much that her makeup ran off her face. She said that she resigned, and still hadn't found a job. Money was being spent every day, and she dared not go home after the New Year. She was afraid of being scolded by her parents, and kept saying she was sorry and wrong.

Wu Yue said: "I'm not your husband anymore."

Zhao Qian got mad, "You are, you are!"

Wu Yue was silent.

He took Zhao Qian to her home in the city center, taking her into the elevator and going upstairs without much effort. He took the key from her bag, and opened the door. The home that used to belong to both of them was now very messy. Bags, shoes and clothes were thrown everywhere, and there was no sign of cooking or cleaning. Wu Yue couldn't bear to look at it. He took her all the way into the bedroom and put her on the bed.

Zhao Qian hugged his neck, muttering and telling him not to leave, touching Wu Yue all over. Wu Yue shook away her hand and distanced himself. Zhao Qian laid on the bed and watched him with a confused expression.

She stood up, touching Wu Yue's waistband and buckling the man's belt. She smiled, "Hubby, we haven't been in bed for a long time, do you want it?"

She wanted to pull off Wu Yue's belt, Wu Yue stopped her wrist with a hand.

"I don't want to." Wu Yue said.

Wu Yue called Qin Ping.

He really couldn't think of a better candidate. Zhao Qian was so drunk that there might be problems wherever she stayed, but he couldn't take care of Zhao Qian all night, so he has to find Qin Ping. Fortunately, Qin Ping picked up and promised to come over soon.

Half an hour later, Qin Ping arrived at Zhao Qian's house. Wu Yue opened the door for her, and was still on the phone when he opened the door, "Dad will be home soon, take a bath first, be good."

Then he hung up the phone, showing Qin Ping an apologetic expression: "Sorry for calling you so late."

Qin Ping still had on beautiful makeup, her hair had been combed into a soft ponytail. She smiled: "It doesn't matter, this wouldn't my first time taking care of her."

They went to see Zhao Qian in the bedroom, Zhao Qian was already asleep, she didn't take off her shoes and still stunk of alcohol. When Wu Yue and Qin Ping came to the living room, Wu Yue was a little embarrassed, "I really have to trouble you. She's drunk and restless, and sometimes she wakes up in the middle of the night to run around. I'm worried that she'll have an accident alone."

Qin Ping comforted: "Don't worry, I've already told my husband. I'll stay here tonight to accompany Xiao Qian."

Then she sighed: "Xiao Qian's been in a bad mood recently, don't blame her for being foolish. She's resigned for a while now, and isn't looking for a job."

Wu Yue asked: "Why did she resign?"

"Mr Xu suddenly transferred her to another department. She isn't as effecient in that department as her last one, her salary dropped as her performance did. Xiao Qian was so angry that she had a fight with Mr. Xu and later resigned."

Wu Yue was taken aback when he heard it, Qin Ping said helplessly: "I advised her not to quit her job. She almost quarreled with me, I can't help it."

Qin Ping sent Wu Yue to the door, she seemed to suddenly remember something, and hurriedly took out her bag, "It's almost New Year, I wanted to buy some New Year gifts for the child. I really didn't know what to give, so I just bought a book."

Wu Yue was about to refuse, he asked, "How did you know that he likes to read?"

"Oh, really?" Qin Ping smiled in pleasant surprise, "It seems that I was lucky, I hit the jackpot. Then you have no reason to decline this gift."

She stuffed the package to Wu Yue, Wu Yue had to thank her. Seeing that it was getting late, he hurried downstairs.

He hurried home all the way, the smell from Zhao Qian's house stuck to him. He stank of alcohol. He thought about taking a bath the first second he got home, don't let Dong'er find him first.

He entered the house and quickly took off his shoes, saying, "Dong'er, Dad's back."

Then he put hiss bag aside, taking off his coat and walking to the bathroom. Unexpectedly, Chu Dong suddenly came out of the kitchen and blocked him.

Wu Yue almost ran into him. Chu Dong was wearing a small apron, sweater pajamas, and plush slippers. He held a spoon in his hand, watching him with big eyes.

"Where did you go?" Chu Dong asked in a soft voice, it had neither joy nor anger, making Wu Yue very nervous.

"Someone drank too much, I took her home." Wu Yue was afraid that mentioning Zhao Qian would make Chu Dong upset and threaded carefully.

"Oh." Fortunately, Chu Dong didn't ask much, "I cooked some soup for Dad."

"I'll drink it after taking a shower."

Wu Yue went into the bathroom to take a shower. Halfway through the wash, he heard Chu Dong ask him from outside, "Are you not going to change clothes?"

He then remembered that he hadn't even brought underwear. Chu Dong would usually sort it out for him in advance. He was used to it and said, "Dong'er, help me get some."

After a while, Chu Dong came back, "I got it."

Wu Yue was about to open a crack in the door so that the child could pass in. Who knew that Chu Dong opened the bathroom door and directly walked inside. Wu Yue hurriedly shut the shower head, "Be careful of the water on the floor."

Chu Dong put his underwear on the wash rack and walked towards him. Wu Yue subconsciously wanted to retreat, putting his back to the tiles. He watched Chu Dong walk very close to him, staring with a pair of beautiful eyes covered with a faint light of mist.

Wu Yue swallowed, "What did you get in for?"

Chu Dong raised his hand, gently pressing on the man's abdomen. He asked softly, "Dad drank?"

Wu Yue's abdomen tensed at the touch, a tingling sensation began to climb up from the end of his spine and onto his back, "No."

"You smell like wine."

Wu Yue suppressed his breathing, "I really didn't."

"Show me proof." Chu Dong stroked the man's wet skin, raising his hand to his shoulder, propping his cheek innocently, "I won't be unhappy then."

He gently applied a little force, and Wu Yue bent over. Half of his body seemed unconscious, water droplets fell from his body, the tiles behind him were cold, his skin was hot and steaming.

Chu Dong stood on his tiptoes to reach Wu Yue's lips, slipping the tip of his tongue inside the man's mouth to check whether there was any residual alcohol. The sound of kissing, lips and tongue entwined mixed with uneven breathing, drops of water dripping from the shower head one by one; all of it echoed in the bathroom.

Chu Dong finally distanced himself from Wu Yue. Wu Yue restrained a long sigh. His ears picked up on Chu Dong getting closer to him, his fragrance wrapped his senses. Chu Dong seemed to be smiling, "I'm happy now."

Wu Yue panted, his penis bobbing up and down at a glance, rudely resting on the front of Chu Dong's apron. They kissed together again for some time, this time for no reason. Chu Dong bit Wu Yue's lips, fingers stroking red penis and pressing hard, kneading again and again from the root to the glans, squeezing the urethra constantly. Water, Wu Yue was entangled Chu Dong, kissing endlessly. The feeling of his dick being soothed sent blood to his head. Desire was clamoring to be released, but the organ just got redder and redder, blue veins danced. Wu Yue panted heavily, clasping Chu Dong's head with his big hands and fiercely kissing back. His cock was pressed against Chu Dong's palms and fingers, being rubbed dozens of times. Finally, he came on Chu Dong's apron.

When Zhao Qian woke up from the hangover, she nursed a headache for a long time. Seeing that there was no one on the other side of the bed, she cursed in anger.

She walked into the living room with a haggard expression and put on her nightgown. Seeing Qin Ping sitting on her sofa, she became stunned, "Why are you here?"

Qin Ping woke up earlier than her, and had breakfast before coming up again. At the moment, she was casually looking at her phone and said, "Wu Yue asked me to take care of you."

Zhao Qian immediately raised her brows, "Why did he call you?"

Qin Ping didn't answer her question, but instead said, "You're already divorced. What's the point of doing these things again?"

Zhao Qian immediately became irritated, "That's none of your business!"

"I'm forced to watch this, you're a joke."

"Who thinks I'm a joke? You? Ai Hua? Or that bastard Xu Rui?" Times had been hard for Zhao Qian these past few months, she was aggrieved and angry, "I asked you and Ai Hua to help figure out a solution, but Wu Yue still wanted to divorce me!"

Qin Ping calmly replied, "Did we cause your divorce? You never went to see your child, even going to Hainan for vacation with Xu Rui. When Ai Hua and me were taking care of your kid where were you? He even told me that he think of me and Ai Hua as his mother, not you."

Zhao Qian refuted, "I can't see him! A monster like that..."

"Wu Yue's set his mind on him. If you don't invest on the child, it'll be impossible to chase Wu Yue back."

"Why didn't you tell me that long ago!"

Qin Ping stood up and said, "This is the end of the matter. Don't do such shameful things anymore. After all, don't you just want to get back with Wu Yue, because you've lost your job and money? Idiot, do you really think he doesn't know your schemes?"

Zhao Qian triggered by her words, after hanging on a thread for a long time, the woman finally lost control of her emotions: "So I'm to blame for everything!?"

"Isn't so? You wanted to tell him that you had a child with him. You know he has a heavy sense of responsibility."

"I just wanted to appeal to him." Zhao Qian cried, "Who knew that he'll actually bring that back?"

Qin Ping paced at the door, stepping on the floor with high heels, clicking aggressively. A smile pulled out the corners of her mouth, it spread, but her eyes were cold and full of mockery. She pressed the door and crossed the threshold, shutting out her poor friend crying breathlessly behind a door.