Saving the overbearing CEO - Chapter 537

Wen Qinxi smiled as he took off the metal dome lid covering his bowl only to be met by a still steaming mouth-watering breakfast. After eating he brushed his teeth before taking a long soothing shower washing away all the fatigue he was feeling. Right after showering he finally ambled over to the walk-in closet with a towel wrapped around his lower half.

He couldn’t help but make guesses as he scanned around for the surprise but once he saw it his eyes widened. It was a carefully laid out costume that he bought yesterday at dirty kitty.

When he bought it he wasn’t even certain he would wear it anytime soon so he meant to hide it from Qie Ranzhe but since he got beaten things didn’t seem to go as planned.

Beside it was a highlighted part of their contract stating that if any of the parties committed any of these heinous crimes the wronged party could stipulate reasonable punishment.

Guess what one of those heinous crimes was? You guessed it. Starting something without finishing it for example in this situation Wen Qinxi fell asleep after deliberately teasing Qie Ranzhe despite being issued a warning.

Wen Qinxi sighed deeply as he looked at the outfit like he regretted buying it. Three minutes later he was standing by the mirror checking how short this black skater skirt looked on him. If he bent down one could clearly see his crotchless panties underneath.

His face became as red as a tomato as he pulled down the skirt which was pointless because that skirt wouldn’t go any lower than that. He sighed again straightening the white apron. It took him a good twenty minutes to gather up the confidence to go out of the bedroom.

He walked over to Qie Ranzhe’s home office downstairs and raised his hand to knock on the door but paused in hesitation. He fixed the fluffy cat ears on his head and the black cat collar with a bell around his neck. This is what the elders would call getting bitten by what you dug up yourself. He personally bought all that and Qie Ranzhe happened to find it so whose fault is it?

He knocked softly while looking down at his fluffy white slippers on his feet. He sincerely hoped Qie Ranzhe wouldn’t answer so he could get out of this ridiculous outfit but that was only his wishful thinking.

Qie Ranzhe told him to come in so he opened the door a crack and peeked inside. The redness on his face spread to his neck as he slowly walked in. He closed the door behind him and leaned on it without moving forward.

An obvious smirk appeared on Qie Ranzhe’s face as he put down his tablet. He didn’t say anything pointing at the fluffy grey feather duster by the door.

Wen Qinxi couldn’t bear it so he said, “Do you really have to tally scores with me?” while angrily grabbing the feather duster. He started to dust the surfaces with his skirt swaying making this CEO want to lift it up and take a peek.

“Baby, don’t be mad at me… that’s what we agreed on,” he said ogling at him with the word lust written on his forehead. Everything about this slutty outfit on his lover had him so thirsty that he couldn’t help but swallow hard.

“Don’t forget the top of the bookshelf,” he said rubbing his lip with his index finger. The intention was as clear as day but Wen Qinxi didn’t call him out on it. He stood on his tippy toes and stretched out his hand to reach the top which meant his already short skirt became even shorter.

Qie Ranzhe could partially see the black panties but he wanted to see all of it so he stood up in the guise of helping him. He walked over and placed his hand on top of Wen Qinxi’s outstretched hand making the nerd’s body slightly shiver in excitement. He felt hot all over with Qie Ranzhe’s body pressed against his back.

Qie Ranzhe guided his hand but his gaze was on the man’s side profile with his other hand sliding up the man’s thigh to get underneath the skirt.

Wen Qinxi felt the tingling sensation from something crawling up his skirt. He trembled while gently smacking the stray hand exploring sacred places.

Qie Ranzhe dropped both their outstretched hands and wrapped them around Wen Qinxi’s waist. “I was just helping you,” he said before leaning backwards with his other hand lifting his skirt groping his ass in the process.

Having seen what he wanted to see he sat back down and continued enjoying the show. “Baby, I also need some dusting. How about you come over and take care of me first,” he spoke in a deep charming voice with the intention of seducing the innocent.

Wen Qinxi ignored him while pulling down his skirt. He couldn’t believe this man made him wipe none existent dust just so that he could check him out. He moved towards the desk about to ask him a question when Qie Ranzhe lifted his index finger. At the end of his finger was a pair of fluffy handcuffs which he also bought.

When he saw the outfit earlier he wondered where those were but it turns out they were also found and were now in the hands of the enemy. Qie Ranzhe gestured with his other hand for him to come over but Wen Qinxi hesitated.

Slutty outfit, cat ears and now handcuffs inside an office. His first time was truly going to be a mirror reflection of the fourth world’s shenanigans.

“Nope, we are not going to do that,” he said moving backwards.

A roguish smile appeared on Qie Ranzhe’s face as he stood up from his seat. It seemed the word ‘no, nope, nah or nai’ wasn’t an option. Wen Qinxi made a break for it with his bell jiggling heading for the door but he was caught in two strides.

“Damn it. Why do you have long legs?” he complained trying hard to suppress a smile. He was pressed down on the couch with Qie Ranzhe straddling him.

“What? Are you jealous?” replied Qie Ranzhe taunting his lover as he handcuffed his hands in front.

“No….. maybe….. okay fine, yes. You always catch up… ahh put me down,” said Wen Qinxi before Qie Ranzhe picked him up and carried him over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.

“I can….. that is if you want us to do it for the first time in the office. I don’t mind but you might,” he said pausing his steps.

Wen Qinxi’s head hung low with his hands restrained as he seriously considered it. Qie Ranzhe took his silence as an agreement and walked out of the office with Wen Qinxi’s fluffy slipper almost falling off. He was about to go up the stairs when his steps abruptly paused. Confused, Wen Qinxi said, “We aren’t doing it in the lounge either so you better keep walking buddy,” but Qie Ranzhe didn’t respond.

So he turned his head only to have his eyes widen in horror. ‘How fuckin embarrassing,’ thought Wen Qinxi with his short skirt directly facing the apartment door.

“Mum!” exclaimed Qie Ranzhe