Wen Qinshuo

The elevator goes all the way up. Having been cooped up at your desk for eight hours during the day, Wen Qinshuo passed by your workstation three times, cold-facedly picking out two mistakes while you smiled and nodded the entire time. The submissive guy in the group chat replied quickly, saying he was already prepared. Looking at the words “waiting for you” on the screen, you finally feel a bit relieved. You swipe the card and push open the door. And then... you see your boss. Wen Qinshuo is kneeling on the carpet at the foot of the bed, his wrists tied behind his back with a ribbon. You freeze at the doorway as the door automatically closes behind you, locking with a click. Hearing the noise, Wen Qinshuo looks up. He glances at you, then immediately shifts his gaze away, staring down at the knot on his wrists with lowered eyelids, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly. <message>“...You're here.”</message> The room falls silent for two seconds. Getting no response from you, he purses his lips and lowers his head a bit more. <message>“I didn't tie it very well,” his eyelashes tremble as he speaks, pausing for a moment before finishing the sentence, “Do you want to tie it again?”</message>

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