False Poor and Real Boss

The air is humid and dry-hot.

Yan Fei went to bed and stared at him quietly.

In his eyes, Xin Rong saw the embarrassment and embarrassment on his face that could not be concealed.

He lowered his eyes, avoiding his gaze.

There was a sudden pain in the jaw.Yan Fei pinched his jaw, looking at him with burning black eyes.

"Hide what?"

He lowered his head slightly and bit Xin Rong's lips.

Sweet, with a hint of booze.

Xin Rong sank deeper into the soft quilt, and just as she raised her hand, Yan Fei grabbed it.

"You still have strength?"

He looked down at Xin Rong.

Xin Rong's chest heaved violently, but he didn't speak.

Yan Fei grabbed his hand and kissed the back of his hand.

Xin Rong's shoulders trembled.

Yan Fei followed his arm and kissed all the way up.

Clavicle, neck-neck, chin.

Xin Rong seemed to be in a flame.

The seductive aura of Yan Fei penetrated into every cell of his body, teasing his extremely tense nerves.

Xin Rong gritted her teeth and frowned.

Not knowing where Yan Fei kissed, his whole body trembled and he tightened his grip on the bed sheet.

Sanity is completely disarmed.

……

When I woke up again, it was the next morning.

The windows are half open, and the morning breeze blows the white screens.

Xin Rong moved his eyes down and landed on the bed beside him.There was no one there.

He pressed his aching forehead and sat up from the bed.If it wasn't for the distinct strange feeling coming from his lower body, he would almost think that he had a dream last night.

The smell of Yan Fei still lingered on the bed.

The smell almost instantly brought back Xin Rong's memories of last night, his cheeks became flushed, and he got up to get dressed.His eyes suddenly turned to the medicine box next to the bed.

More pictures flooded into his mind: In the middle of the process, Yan Fei suddenly got out of bed, hurriedly went to the medicine box, and finally found a ointment...

No wonder, he still smells like ointment.

With a sullen face, Xin Rong went to the bathroom to take a shower.

After taking off his clothes, he stood in front of the full-length mirror, his gaze froze.

There were red bite marks all over his body.Dense, has spread to the legs.

Xin Rong's complexion couldn't be worse.

He soaked in the bathtub for more than an hour, and he didn't get up to get dressed until his whole body turned red and most of the marks on his body disappeared.

As soon as he returned to the bedroom, the phone rang.

It was Lu Chen's call.

"Why are you only answering the phone now?" Lu Chen's voice sounded a little anxious.

"I called you last night and it didn't work."

Xin Rong's voice was calm.

"I heard that something happened to the restaurant where you ate last night, and the police have gone. Are you okay?"

Thinking of Zhu Yang's lewd face in the restaurant last night, Xin Rong felt uncomfortable.

"I called the police." He didn't intend to hide it from Lu Chen.Anyway, he has already broken his face with that surnamed Zhu, and Lu Chen will know sooner or later.

"You called the police? Why?"

"Zhu Yang put medicine in the soup, trying to deal with me."

Lu Chen didn't understand for a moment: "Prescribe medicine? He..."

He suddenly remembered that the middleman had told him that Zhu Yang was bisexual.

"Fuck!" He turned up the volume, clutching the phone tightly: "He gave you aphrodisiacs?"

"Almost." Xin Rong didn't want to describe the details, and quickly brought this paragraph: "I'm fine, the police arrived in time, and Yue Yang sent me back to the villa."

"Damn it! The surname is Zhu! I won't kill him!" Lu Chen was so angry that his tone almost wanted to kill: "Because his father is a deputy director, he dared to get his wrong thoughts on you!"

"Don't act rashly."

After all, Zhu Yang's father firmly held the approval authority. Even if Xin Rong wanted to crush Zhu Yang, he had no choice but to smash his teeth and swallow his blood.

"Xin Rong, I was negligent about this matter. Don't worry, I'll go directly to the chief of the bureau and you don't have to worry about it. My dad has connections, if it doesn't work, we'll find a higher-ranking one..."

What he said later, Xin Rong didn't listen, just "hmm" a few times.

"That's it, I still have something to do, so hang up first."

Hearing the tiredness in his tone, Lu Chen felt a pain in his chest, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry."

"It's none of your business."

"If I hadn't recommended Zhu Yang, if you called me last night I—"

"It's all over." Xin Rong interrupted him: "You are bidding, I know."

"And, I'm not alone, Yan Fei was there last night."

Lu Chen didn't speak, but smiled wryly.

After last night, he was farther away from Xin Rong.

After hanging up the phone, Xin Rong went to the living room.

There was no sign of Yan Fei there.

He glanced at the second floor, the door was open, and there was no movement.

Yan Fei is not there.

Before he woke up, he was gone.

After spending so many days together, Xin Rong knows very well that Yan Fei is not such an irresponsible character.

Xin Rong frowned and called Yan Fei.

The electronic female voice on the other end is emotionless: Sorry, the person you dialed has switched off.

Xin Rong made a "tsk" sound and sat down on the sofa.

He could probably guess what Yan Fei was going to do.But if he didn't answer the phone, I couldn't find him at all.

This guy, wouldn't rush to Zhu Yang's place on impulse, wanting to avenge him beyond his control...

Xin Rong's forehead hurt even more.

In the middle, Yueyang called and asked about his health.

"I'm fine. I won't go to the company today. If you have something to do, you can send an email. If you need to sign, we can talk about it tomorrow."

"Yeah." Yue Yang nodded again and again: "I have already told several bosses that you are sick and resting at home."

In fact, with Xin Rong's physique, it's not necessary to rest at home, but he doesn't want to go to the company and be seen as a flaw.

After asking a few words about the company, Xin Rong hung up the phone.

I looked at the time, it was almost eleven o'clock.

He fell asleep just now and fell asleep until after ten o'clock.

Xin Rong was so irritable that she couldn't work at all.He stood in the yard, looking at the black flower stand by the windowsill.It is full of green plants, tiger piranha, spider plant, evergreen, gardenia, rose, and some unnamed green plants.

There is a pot of gardenias that has begun to wither, the color is yellow, and the petals are hanging listlessly.

Xin Rong looked at the pot of gardenias, and called Yan Fei again.

Still no one answered.

He clutched his phone and kicked it on the flower stand.

The heavy flower stand trembled, and the placed potted leaves trembled, and soon returned to calm.

This kick didn't kick the flower stand crookedly, but it caused Xin Rong a lot of pain.

He gritted his teeth and walked back in an unnatural posture.

He ate something casually at noon, and in the afternoon he went to his study to concentrate on his work.

Since that guy didn't answer his phone, he was beaten to death outside, and it has nothing to do with him.

Business was dealt with until evening.

When the sun was about to set, there was a knock on the door.

Xin Rong flipped through the magazine, but ignored it.

"Xin Rong!" Yan Fei began to knock on the door, and said in an aggrieved tone, "Why are you ignoring me!"

"It's irresponsible to sleep, isn't it? You heartless man!"

Xin Rong gritted her teeth, walked to the study, and pulled it away forcefully.

But the moment he saw Yan Fei, he couldn't say any angry words.

There was a glaring bruise on the young man's face.

"your face……"

"I accidentally fell down the stairs." Yan Fei felt guilty.

"Oh, you think I believe it?" Xin Rong looked at him coldly: "Have you gone to find Zhu Yang?"

"No... yes..." Yan Fei's tone was weak.

"Where else was injured? He hit you?" Xin Rong worriedly began to lift his clothes.

"There is no other place, only this one on the face. It was accidentally scratched by him." Yan Fei grabbed his hand and said with a playful smile: "If only you were so enthusiastic on the bed."

Xin Rong broke free from his hand, with a sullen face, without saying a word.

"Don't be angry, I brought bodyguards, you don't know, we artists all have their own bodyguards, and their martial arts are very strong, but they are rarely used at ordinary times."

"Zhu Yang recognized you?" Xin Rong frowned.

"How is it possible? I went there dressed up as a woman. This scumbag has never changed his mind. His grandma is still trying to tease me! I kicked him in the crotch and made him die..."

Xin Rong looked at him expressionlessly.

Yan Fei rubbed his nose, unable to speak any more.He took out his phone, looked at the long list of missed calls, and said guiltily, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have gone to Zhu Yang without saying hello to you."

"Baby, don't be angry, okay?"

He hugged Xin Rong's waist.

Xin Rong didn't speak, her expression was still cold.

"Is it still uncomfortable?" Yan Fei thought that he hadn't recovered yet, and touched his face distressedly: "I promise I will be gentler when I do it next time."

You fucking want another time? !

"Step aside."

"No." Yan Fei wrapped his arms around him like a fool, and rubbed the tip of his nose against his: "I'll coax you if you're angry, and I won't leave until you're not angry."

Xin Rong took a deep breath.

He wanted to say something harsh, but seeing the scars on Yan Fei's face, he held back.

"Go get the medicine box and fix your face. It's an eyesore to me." Xin Rong said viciously.

"Okay, I know that Xin Xin cares about me the most." Yan Fei narrowed his eyes with a smile, he already had a way of dealing with Xin Rong, he knew that he was ruthless and soft-hearted, and he had a sharp mouth and a bean curd heart.

"Xin Rong, didn't you apply the medicine?"

Yan Fei was a little surprised when he brought up the medicine box.

"What medicine?"

Xin Rong was puzzled.

"It's just... rub..." Yan Fei's eyes wandered, looking at a certain part of him.

Xin Rong immediately understood, with an embarrassed look on her face, she said, "No need, I'll be fine."

He is a man, such a small injury, he can't bear it.

"But it will still be uncomfortable, right?" Yan Fei looked concerned: "When I left, I specially put the medicine box next to the bed, just to remind you. I didn't expect..." He sighed helplessly and dotingly: "Will you be sick?" Shall I wipe it for you?"

"You take care of yourself first."

Xin Rong snapped back coldly.

However, the reddened ears still couldn't hide the embarrassment.

Yan Fei chuckled: "Okay, wipe it for me first."