The Little Sunflower Essence of the Doomsday Boss [ Danmei MTL ]

6: No Escape

Qin Xiaohan looked down at the sunflower with some emotion flowing in his eyes.

Does his boy usually lean on the balcony and get his chin rubbed against the sunflower?

When he stood in the sun, did he smell this faint milky fragrance? 

Will he laugh out those two cute pear vortexes?

Presumably the boy's eyes that are as bright as the stars are bent with a smile, right? 

Just thinking about it was so beautiful that he was enchanted, and it was so hard.

Qin Xiaohan was absent for a moment, his throat slid up and down, and soon his eyes were covered with frost again.

His boy will never come back.

Cheng Yuan tried his best to please Qin Xiaohan. 

He rubbed his face on Qin Xiaohan's chin, and his head was about to rub against his bald skin. 

He smeared a lot of flower juice on Qin Xiaohan's chin, but he couldn't see anything about Qin Xiaohan. 

In response, several other people in the car looked surprised, exclaimed again and again, and showed their love for this lovely sunflower.

Sunflower was a little frustrated, and lowered his head sullenly.

What's the use of your liking, it's only useful if Qin Xiaohan likes it!

Qin Xiaohan is the boss!

Hey, why don't you come and touch me... You said you like me!

You didn't touch it before, but stared at me with the kind of eyes that would tear me apart, like a fierce jackal, tiger and leopard. Now that I touch it, it won't come again!

Sunflower was angry and aggrieved, his face slumped down, and the circle of golden petals around hisalso drooped down.

Suddenly a hand landed on Sunflower's face and pinched it neither light nor heavy.

It was Qin Xiaohan's hand, with a faint smell of rust, cold and icy.

For the first time, Cheng Yuan knew that sunflowers can also perceive hot and cold so clearly. 

He was frozen by the temperature of Qin Xiaohan's fingers, and the thin pole supported his chubby face to please Qin Xiaohan.

The golden sunflower rubbed around Qin Xiaohan's wrist with its chubby face, and the overlapping fresh petals rubbed against the slender and powerful fingers.

Qin Xiaohan usually uses and there are some rough cocoons on his fingers that have been grinded by the wooden warehouse. 

Cheng Yuan's face is like tickling on it. He feels very comfortable, so he involuntarily starts to twist his face and rub Qin Xiaohan's face. 

The fingers were used as tickling things, and the flowers rubbed and rubbed, as if actively begging to touch the head, soft and sticky.

"So cute!" Fatty's eyes lit up and his hands were itchy.

"Boss, is this a mutant plant?" Liu Wu's hands were itchy, and he really wanted to poke a sunflower's head, and even more wanted to tease it like a cat.

"It's really cute." Xiao Min's original serious expression softened a lot, the corners of her mouth twitched, and the sunflowers adorned her.

Qin Xiaohan looked at the sunflower who was hugging his wrist with a leaf and rubbing it coquettishly, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then his expression was cold, his eyes were full of frost, and his index finger and thumb were holding the sunflower's pole.

Cheng Yuan, who was strangled by his neck: "..."

What are you doing, boss? ? !

Qin Xiaohan rubbed the slender and fragile pole of the sunflower with his fingertips, "You will be called Yuan Yuan in the future."

Yuan Yuan? Isn't that my name?

Cheng Yuan's face turned red.

"Don't run away, dare to run away, you know what's going to happen."

Sunflower nodded hurriedly, shaking her petals.

Qin Xiaohan took a second to breathe, pursed his thin lips, and let go of the sunflower with his fingers.

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ELC: Sad for the Gong, damn it, imagined the one you love so much died, and you have the plant the other person loves so much.

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The little sunflower essence of the doomsday boss (末世大佬的小葵花精)