"Sir, this is your pastry. Please take it and welcome your next visit." Wen Ze stood behind the cashier with a warm smile on his face. The orange light shone on him, as if exuding the sweet fragrance of cream.
Ye Qi picked up the bag and walked towards the car parked in the dark. His slender figure fell on the ground, feeling a little lonely.
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Three years later
"Did you chase me out that night because I was too handsome?" Ye Qi kissed Wen Ze's face.
"Don't put money on your face in front of your son. It's because you didn't give him any money that day." Wen Ze held the little bun and leaned into Ye Qi's arms.
"Then why did you forget to collect the money that day?"
Wenze blushed without answering, and Ye Qi laughed, with vibrations in his chest. After a while, I heard Wen Ze whisper: "Then why did you forget to pay me that day?"
Ye Qi put his chin on Wenze's shoulder and said, "Because I want you to chase him out." Then Wenze's face turned red again.