Hey, You Little Punk

Honest, burly caregiver bottom x twin tops

Wu Wei thought, If only I had money, my younger sister could get better.

Becoming the caregiver for the eldest son of the Xie family made that hope seem possible.

He was hardworking and diligent, giving baths, turning him over, and even helping him relieve himself with practiced ease. If the eldest son of the Xie family told him to go east, he wouldn’t go west; if he told him to go left, he wouldn’t go right.

Until one day, the eldest son of the Xie family sat in his wheelchair, his handsome face propped on one hand, and said to him, “Come here. Let me touch you.”

Wu Wei: ???

T-Touch what?

His body was all hard muscle. What was there to touch?

It would be uncomfortable to touch anyway.

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One day, while Wu Wei was letting the eldest son of the Xie family touch him, an uninvited guest barged in.

He looked exactly like the eldest son of the Xie family. The only difference was that the eldest son didn’t have those two long, healthy legs.

Wu Wei had often secretly thought that if the eldest son’s legs were fine, he’d be perfect.

Then the second son of the Xie family pinned him against the kitchen sink. Those strong legs forced his knees apart, and shameless hands rubbed over his bottom.

The face identical to the eldest son’s buried itself against the back of his neck, drawing a deep breath. “Have you been played with?”

Wu Wei: ???

Played with? What did he mean?

He was just a caregiver. All he did was bathe him, turn him over, help him relieve himself, and let him touch him.

He couldn’t do anything else.

“Be with me. Whatever my brother pays you, I’ll pay you double.”

Wu Wei: “...”

Well, it wasn’t like he couldn’t do that.

That way, he’d have enough money left over to send his sister to school.

In Your Hands, Breathing Heavily

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