Chapter 211: Poor canary (1)

He Qing, a fledgling piano teacher, holds a meager salary but still has to pay his father's expensive medical expenses.
Before this, he was just a young master who talked about his piano every day. His parents were loving and his family was superior. Like a little prince in a castle, he never had any worries.
And just when he was planning to go abroad to study, He Father's company closed down.
Betrayed by the most trusted subordinates, He father was anxiously attacked and stayed in the hospital. He mother worried about her husband and hurried to a car accident on the road and was killed on the spot.
Father He heard the news of his wife's death before slowing down. He didn't come up in a single breath and almost followed.
The company went bankrupt, the father was critically ill, and the mother died. All the debts were borne by He Qing, who had never escaped from the protection of his parents. He almost collapsed.
Playing piano just once became a means of earning a living. The salary that was sent out was very little left after paying the medical expenses. In just two months, he was almost spoiled by being spoiled and grown up.
At this time, a man appeared in his life and signed an agreement with him.
Why he Qing paid huge debts and He Fu's medical expenses, He Qing became his lover, time is uncertain.
In the face of an agreement that was almost undoubtedly a contract of sale, he signed it for the sake of his father who was still in bed.
And now, the second day of signing this agreement.
The pain gradually dissipated, and He Qing's head was dizzy. He had barely eaten breakfast for two days in the past two months, and his body was getting weaker and weaker. He knew well, but he did not intend to change this physical condition.
After slowly moving to the tree, the dizzy feeling gradually disappeared after hiding in the shade without the sunlight.
The teenager leaned against the tree, and his rapid weight loss made his clothes look too big. He was swelled under the wind. His eyes seemed to be covered with a mist in the sun, and he looked blankly into the distance.
I have to say that He Qing is a beauty.
If he was once fascinated by the innocent world, he is very attractive, then now this melancholy and pale he is hooked.
It makes people think, pressing him under him, watching him cry and beg for mercy, but can only whine and bear it.
【Ding! Wei Qinyu's favor: 20】
The breeze blew gently, and the young man under the tree seemed to feel it. He turned his eyes slightly and looked over. Under the strong sunlight, a man stood quietly not far away.
His facial features are deep, his sharp nose, and a pair of sharp eyes are looking over, and he is dull, unable to see clearly.
The next second when he touched the man's sharp eyesight, He Qing's face was even paler, subconsciously, as if being forced to a dead end, he took a step back.
Wei Qinyu was not angry about his evasive action, and said in a quiet voice, "Come here."
The teenager didn't move at all, and his eyes were full of terror and fear, but in the end, he came to the man like he was driven away.
He followed him and got into a car.
This is a relatively rare luxury car on the market, and He Qing also has one, but that was once. Now he sits in a car that does not belong to him, and his slender neck hangs and his body is stiff.
All this is just because the man who said that he had taken control of his entire life is not too much, was sitting beside him.
Wei Qinyu no longer paid attention to the people around him, he opened the tablet and began to deal with affairs.
There were three people sitting in the car with the driver, but there was no sound.
He Qing was taken to Wei Qinyu's house, the man was sitting on the sofa, his voice was still faint, "Go wash it."
Knowing what would happen next, the teenager almost couldn't help but flee, but in the end, he took the bath towel given by Wei Qinyu and entered the bathroom.
With the sound of water, Wei Qinyu rubbed his eyebrows and continued to deal with the company's affairs.
He Qing was stiff and frightened along the way. He didn't miss it, but Wei Qinyu didn't think he had done anything wrong.
I even felt that I had done something good.
"That's the young master of the He family, who is raised with water and water, and has tender skin that can pinch out the water. It is said that he is still studying piano, getting him over, and doing him on the piano, it must be very energetic."
The old, shrivelled old man, with a wretched smile, looked at the beautiful young man who was talking to a man with red eyes, and his eyes were full of salivation.
"He is now carrying a large debt, and it is not easy to get to bed."
Several people laughed unconsciously, and even some people suggested that they should also add a foot.
Wei Qinyu finished drinking the wine in the glass and looked far to the young boy full of spirits. It was indeed beautiful, and his figure also looked good.
The next day, he sent the agreement.
And now, the man was sitting on the sofa and the sound of water stopped.
He Qing, whose hair was soaked and docile, came out hesitantly. He was barefoot, and Bai Shengsheng seemed to have never walked to the ground with water trails, and came a little not far from Wei Qinyu.
Only a few steps away, as if something was blocking in front, the teenager stopped.
Wei Qinyu put down his computer and turned to see him.
He was wrapped in a white bath towel, revealing a beautiful collarbone, and below them were slender legs with beautiful shapes. The man's eyes moved slightly upward and fell on the teenager's slightly red eyes.
The two looked at each other, and He Qing grabbed the towel nervously, and pressed her beautiful fingers to the point of whitishness. He was very nervous, but Wei Qinyu didn't appease, but just patted his leg, "Come up. "
The boy with white lips, like a beast driven into a cage by a stick, moved a little bit of footsteps, reached the man, hesitated again, and looked at him with some pleading water eyes.
"Mr. Wei..."
Perhaps because he was born in Jiangnan, his voice was soft, and he was obviously begging for mercy, but it fell on Wei Qinyu, but it made him more interested.
He repeated another side, "Come up."
He Qinghong raised his eyes and grew up with Xiaojiao so that he did not know how to deal with the current situation. After half a day of whispering, he finally gritted his teeth, opened his legs, and sat on the man's lap.
During this period, Wei Qinyu did not urge or let him go, so he saw all kinds of struggling expressions on the face of the beautiful young boy. He felt that this was a kind of enjoyment.
The teenager sat between the men's legs, and the two faced each other. He lowered his eyes and dared not look directly at the man with sharp eyes. Wei Qinyu didn't care. He seemed to carelessly extend his hand and supported the slender waist. A little bit, he uncovered the white bath towel wrapped around him.
"Mr. Wei..."
I could see that the slender fingers in the painting held his hand tightly. Wei Qinyu lowered his head slightly, and then saw the teenager looking up at him with his face on his back.
He could perceive that the beautiful hand was shaking, just like the eyes that were nervous and trembling.
And their naive owners are still begging in that soft voice, "I will pay the money, as long as you give me time, I can pay it back..."
Wei Qinyu knew that he had this ability. Before reaching an agreement with him, he had already been predicted by a special person. This young man who desperately needs money does have talent in music. As long as he is given time and opportunity, that money is not a problem.
But what about then?
Under the desperate sight of the teenager, the man's slender hand grew beyond doubt, and he opened the bath towel.
Like peeling off a carefully prepared gift, after seeing the body of the young boy Bai Shengsheng, he rarely showed joy in his eyes, grabbed his waist, and whispered in He Qing's ear, "First return tonight."
For the first time, Wei Qinyu was very satisfied.
This body is like a special preparation for him, no matter what aspect, it is a satisfying fit.
The teenager cried, and he couldn't bear raising his slender neck, tears dripping drop by drop, sobbing and crying.
The man ignored it, he was always cold, not to mention, this transaction was originally your wish.
At the end, when he was let go, He Qing curled up like a cub who had lost his blessing, sobbing low and falling into Wei Qinyu's ear with a cry.
He begged, "Mr. Wei, beg you to give me a chance... I can pay it back..."
"it is good……"
The man bullied himself, and the teenager's pleading not only did not soften his heart, but aroused his interest even more. He had white ear lobes, like playing with some favorite toys, and promised:
"When will you pay off the money, when will I let you go..."
The boy's eyes suddenly burst out with the hopeful light, but he didn't know that at the moment when he said this, Wei Qinyu had already made the decision easily.
Before he was bored, the person under him, don't think about the early days.