The wild and lustful social animal will act coquettishly, and the ferocious boss will have his soul

Tang Yan's height of 1.9 meters and his aura are enough to make many people raise eyebrows.

The tall man had a stern expression, wearing a well-tailored black shirt, with slender legs and a terrifying aura.

The accessory hanging on his body is that of a young boy.

From his face to his short silver-blue hair, he looks about eighteen or nineteen years old.

It hangs like a koala on the man in the black shirt, with an ambiguous posture...

But not very ambiguous?

After all, the man's expression looked like he could grab the boy and throw him out in the next second!

Cheng Ze was still standing nearby sending a message to the driver and looked up at Tang Yan.

"Be gentle when you go back. After all, you are young. It's not his fault."

The fox eyes behind the lenses seem to be smiling but not smiling.

"..."

Tang Yan ignored the ridicule and walked out with a dark face.

The hand of the man in his arms was restless on the back of his neck, and he dared to pull his hair to play with it!

People on both sides gave way and watched them leave amid cheers.

Jiang Nan, who was nestled in Tang Yan's arms and carried away, deeply smelled the man's scent, and a half-sober smile spread across his lips.

He was not so drunk that he completely lost consciousness. He was using alcohol to commit murder by holding on to her.

But after all, those drinks were all real. The wine was so strong that my head was indeed dizzy and unclear.

Otherwise, I wouldn’t dare to do such an overly bold thing. I would be satisfied with just pretending to be drunk and post a few posts.

Tang Yan walked quickly because of his long legs, and soon he got into the car with the half-drunk man in his arms. The boy knelt on both sides of his thighs and lay in his arms, still holding his neck and not letting go.

"Drive and go back to the office."

"......Yes."

The driver quickly glanced at the rearview mirror without daring to look further.

Carefully press down on the shield that has never been used.

The carriage was very quiet, and the unused baffle was a little rusty, making two slightly embarrassing clicking sounds.

"..."

"..."

The car starts.

Tang Yan raised his hand to the back of his head and grasped one of his wrists, gritted his teeth and said, "Why don't you let go?"

"boss......"

Jiang Nan unconsciously opened her eyes to look at him, her eyes gleaming with drunkenness.

It seemed that he was frightened by the too fierce look, and he retracted his arms in fear.

But he quickly reached out cautiously, trying to hug Tang Yan's waist.

"It's time for you to wake up!"

Tang Yan directly pushed the person off his lap without support.

"Uh," Jiang Nan was so drunk that her body became weak. She was pushed into the gap between the seats and sat on her knees on the clean carpet in the car.

His upper body was lying on the back seat next to Tang Yan, and the ends of his eyes were even redder.

"Boss, it hurts."

"!"

The car suddenly shook because the driver's hands were shaking.

fuck it.

Tang Yan unbuttoned his shirt irritably and looked at him sideways: "Where does it hurt?"

"Here..." Jiang Nan's eyes and movements paused, a little dull, and she moved her right wrist and elbow to show him, "It's red when pinched. It hurts."

Tang Yan's wrist was tightly grasped when it was pulled off. Fingerprints were not visible but were already red.

"You deserve the pain."

Tang Yan only glanced at it and turned away, looking down at the photos sent by Andy on his phone.

In the photo, his back is illuminated by a flash.

The boy's two hooked legs hung from the back, and the light blue loose trouser legs were rolled up, revealing his bony ankles, as well as milky white socks and a pair of zebra-print canvas shoes.

This image instantly reminded him of the feeling of having his legs rubbed against his waist, tightly clamped.

Gee.

Tang Yan frowned and simply forgot about that feeling.

Andy's photo is followed by a sentence, which is very straightforward in Chinese.

[Very attractive boy, I like him, what about you? 】

This means asking.

If Tang Yan also likes her, Andy won't pursue him.

It is not difficult for Tang Yan to understand that Andy is interested in the boy who gave him a nosebleed.

He turned off his phone expressionlessly and didn't reply.

I just feel that these people's emotions are too hasty and boring.

Tang Yan looked down as there was warmth on his legs wearing trousers.

The boy was sitting on his knees in the gap between the seats and seemed to be about to fall asleep, with his chin resting on his folded arms and his delicate face facing the outside of his thighs.

The breath blew on his thigh through the fabric, and it was warm. This feeling was strange and strange.

Tang Yan moved his legs without thinking!

"......Well?"

Jiang Nan was awakened and tilted her head to look at Tang Yan.

Her cheeks were flushed with drunkenness, and her eyes were a little confused.

Then he naturally moved closer, insisting on being next to Tang Yan.

This time he put his arms around Tang Yan's sitting legs, and the strength was very light, making Tang Yan feel that the boy was like a puppy craving for warmth.

Clingy, soft-spoken, and without any offensive power.

Tang Yan didn't know how to deal with this situation, but subconsciously pushed away the person holding him with his knees!

This time it took some effort.

The knees under the suit pants were as hard as iron, and when he hit me, his shoulders felt like they were hit by rocks!

Quite sore.

"Uh!"

Jiang Nan groaned and fell backwards after being hit!

Fortunately, behind him was the copilot's seat, and he leaned against the soft leather seat.

The chaotic consciousness was awakened by the pain in his shoulder. The moment he regained his consciousness, Jiang Nan looked up at the person.

Tang Yan's face was hidden in the dim streetlight outside the window, and his voice was flat.

"leave me alone."

"..."

No.

Jiang Nan's face grew colder, she pursed her lips stubbornly, and moved to hug Tang Yan's leg that had just hit him!

Very stubborn.

"?" Tang Yan laughed angrily at this action and looked down at the face of the drunkard beside his legs, "Do you really think I won't do something to you?"

It's like relying on him.

"...I'm not afraid of pain, I want to be hugged."

Jiang Nan was unconscious but knew what she wanted.

More straightforward than when awake, the purpose is unabashed.

"Ha," Tang Yan suddenly reached out and grabbed the boy's short hair, forcing him to look up.

Fluffy strands feel softer than they look.

He asked coldly: "What's wrong with you? You drink too much and you have to sleep next to someone? Let go."

My scalp felt tight as my hair was pulled, but it didn't hurt much.

After all, the feelings after drinking are all dull, and even if it hurts, it doesn't hurt.

Jiang Nan was forced to look at him with her chin raised, her half-opened eyes filled with wetness and stubbornness, and she took two deep breaths.

"Hold me, don't let go."

If it doesn't work, you can beat me to death. If I can't be beaten to death, I will hug you.

So stubborn.

Drunk Jiang Nan is even more stubborn, with a sense of mental disorder and stubbornness.

"..."

Tang Yan should have regarded this as a provocation.

Because he had not been disobeyed for a long time, he did not want to give the boy any special privileges.

Not to mention this offended scene.

The moment Jiang Nan's hair was loosened, there was an unignorable pain in the fingers holding her leg!

Tang Yan raised her lips towards him and said in a cold tone: "Then just hold her and don't let go."

"...Don't let go, I won't..." Jiang Nan said tremblingly.

Tang Yan's hands could be seen in his sight.

The big palms with clear joints, with a dry and warm touch, were opening the fingers that were holding his trouser legs one by one!

The drunken Jiang Nan pursed her lips and watched this scene, her eyes becoming increasingly gloomy.

Be persistent in not letting go of the trouser leg fabric!

One finger was broken open, but as soon as Tang Yan let go, the finger would tremble and clenched back again!

His trembling breaths of pain could be heard in the carriage, and he was struggling with his suit pants.

It's like being sick, and I won't let go.