False Poor and Real Boss

When they came out of the hospital, both of them felt relaxed.

The gauze on Xin Rong's forehead was removed, but the thin thread stitched on the wound was not removed, and black thread ends could be vaguely seen.For the sake of image, he had to mess up his forehead hair to block the unsightly thread.

"Xin Xin, you can actually try to let your hair down."

Xin Rong's hair has grown a bit recently, and she didn't cut it. Instead, she brushed it back with jelly water, exposing her full forehead.Although Yan Fei thinks that Xin Rong is already handsome like this, but he wants to see him in other ways.

"That would be very imposing."

Xin Rong straightened her shirt, and said uncomfortably.

"You don't have to go to work, so what kind of momentum do you want? Tomorrow is my birthday, and you won't agree to such a small request?"

Yan Fei blinked and looked at him pitifully.

Xin Rong sighed helplessly, started the car: "Okay."

"Also, you have to buy new clothes. You always wear shirts at home, which is too serious."

"Anyway, I have resigned, so why not change my image."

Yan Fei encouraged him.

Hearing his words, Xin Rong's heart was really ready to move.

"If we go to the mall, will you be recognized?"

Xin Rong hesitated.

"Just go to a shopping mall with no one there." Yan Fei didn't care.

"An empty shopping mall?" Xin Rong looked at him suspiciously.

Yan Fei laughed twice: "Wait!"

He took out his cell phone and made a call.After a few seconds, he hung up the phone and looked at Xin Rong with a smile: "It's done!"

Xin Rong looked at him in bewilderment.

"The shopping mall in Central is parking in front, and the men's clothing section on the fifth floor will close early, so we can just go there."

"Just a phone call?"

Xin Rong looked at him suspiciously.

"Well, that shopping mall was invested by my second uncle. It's just a men's clothing section temporarily closed. It's not a big problem."

"Your house is really..." Xin Rong shook his head.

"Wealthy and powerful?" Yan Fei took up his conversation.

"Rich and willful."

The two arrived at the mall and took the internal staff elevator directly to the fifth floor.

The manager on duty was already waiting at the elevator entrance, and when he saw Yan Fei and Xin Rong coming out, he immediately greeted them with a smile.

"Two, is there anything I can help you with?"

"No, go get busy, I'll call you if something happens." Yan Fei said with a smile.

The manager nodded respectfully, turned and left.

"There are shopping guides in the store, you are not afraid that they will see you..." Xin Rong was a little worried.

Yan Fei pursed her lips and signaled Xin Rong to look at the shops on both sides: "See for yourself if there is anyone inside."

Xin Rong cast a glance into the transparent window on the right, and was stunned, there was no one inside.He turned his attention to other shops, but there was still no one there.

Except for the two of them and the manager on duty sitting in front of the cashier, there was no one on the whole floor!

"Let's go, just go in whichever store you like."

Yan Fei pushed him forward.

Xin Rong had never experienced this kind of VIP-level treatment in a shopping mall, and he stepped into the nearest store out of curiosity.

"Do you like watches?"

Yan Fei asked him.

Xin Rong turned embarrassed and exited the door.

"Let's change to another one."

"Come on, follow me around."

Yan Fei pulled his hand.

The two entered a high-end men's clothing store.

This is an Italian light luxury brand. The clothes are mainly low-key and elegant casual style, with simple color matching, which is very in line with Xin Rong's aesthetics.

Xin Rong searched inside for a long time, and finally took a shirt.

"Uh, how about this...?"

Yan Fei frowned: "This shirt is too old-fashioned, no, change it."

He casually picked up a shirt next to the model, and found a T-shirt for him.

"Try this."

"This is too young for me."

Xin Rong had rejection written all over her body.

"I said yes, you can just try it."

Yan Fei stuffed him with the clothes.

Xin Rong had no choice but to go in with her clothes. Ten minutes later, he walked out of the fitting room feeling uncomfortable.

Yan Fei's eyes lit up when he saw him, and he said excitedly: "Xin Xin, you look like a college student dressed like this."

Xin Rong had already seen his appearance in the fitting room, white T-shirt, light-colored shirt, hair down, without the slightest majesty of an executive, Yan Fei said that he looks like a college student is not an exaggeration at all.

"It doesn't fit, I'll change it."

Xin Rong frowned.

"It doesn't fit anywhere." Yan Fei put his arms around his waist from behind, and said affectionately, "I think it's pretty good. If you don't buy it, I'll buy it for you."

Xin Rong: ...

"Lets see."

"No, I bought this set for you."

Xin Rong reluctantly went back to the fitting room.

After visiting the third store, Xin Rong yawned.

"That's it, I bought two sets, that's enough."

"You've only visited a few stores, are you tired?"

Xin Rong squinted her eyes, and let out a sleepy "hmm".

Yan Fei suddenly understood what was coming, glanced down at Xin Rong, and let out a meaningful "Oh".

"Don't think about it, I have the habit of taking a lunch break, and I usually go to bed at this time."

"Isn't it because of last night?" Yan Fei looked at him suspiciously.

Xin Rong shook his head.

"Okay, since you're tired, let's go straight back."

Yan Fei asked the manager on duty to pay the bill.

"Mr. Yan, the clothes are packed."

"Thank you."

Yan Fei took the bag and took Xin Rong's arm: "Let's go."

This time Yan Fei drove.

Xin Rong sat in the co-pilot, and the afternoon sun made him drowsy.He knew it wasn't just because there was no lunch break. Although Yan Fei was careful last night, it was the first time after all, and he still tossed him hard enough.

Xin Rong looked at the street scene outside the window and unconsciously closed her eyes.

"Xin Rong, you're home."

When the car parked in the garage, Yan Fei turned his head, only to see Xin Rong tilting his head against the car window.

He leaned over to take a look, and smiled helplessly: "Fall asleep so soon."

Yan Fei got out of the car, walked around to the co-pilot, opened the door, and carefully picked up Xin Rong.

Xin Rong was in a deep sleep, and she didn't respond to being carried into the bedroom by him.

Yan Fei put him on the bed and stared down at his face.

Xin Rong slept with a straight face, with her hands flat by her sides, and she was meticulous.

Yan Fei reached out and fiddled with his thick eyelashes wickedly.

Xin Rong's eyelashes trembled, but she didn't open her eyes, but raised her left hand and waved it randomly twice, as if trying to drive away some annoying fly.

Yan Fei looked amused, couldn't help but grabbed his hand, and kissed his eyelashes.

Sleeping Xin Rong frowned.

Yan Fei was afraid that she would wake him up if she continued to make such a fuss, restrained the surge of love in her chest, and gently kissed Xin Rong's forehead.

"I'll toss you again tonight."

He chuckled, helped Xin Rong cover the quilt, turned the air conditioner to sleep mode, and walked out of the room lightly.

When Xin Rong woke up, it was already dusk.

He slept soundly this time, and felt a hundred times more energetic, as if his eyes had grown bigger.

After washing up, he changed into his home clothes and went to the living room, but unexpectedly, he didn't find Yan Fei.

After thinking about it, he turned and went to the glass room in the backyard.

Sure enough, Yan Fei was sitting on a white wicker chair, with his head bowed, holding a thick book in his hand, reading it intently, and taking notes with colored marker pens from time to time.

"looking at what?"

Xin Rong walked over.

Yan Fei raised his head and saw him, his peach eyes narrowed: "Have you had enough sleep?"

"Ah."

"I'm reading the script, Gang Ge Yun sent it to me, I think it's very interesting."

"What script?"

"It's an ancient costume drama. The director hopes that I can play the male lead, a villainous eunuch."

"Eunuch?" Xin Rong opened his mouth in astonishment, not daring to answer: "A real eunuch?"

Seeing his reaction, Yan Fei laughed twice: "What's the matter, can't I act as a eunuch?"

"It's not impossible, it's just a little... weird..." Xin Rong had an embarrassed expression.

"Don't worry, I'm not playing the eunuch in the traditional sense. Although this role is vicious, it's also very charming. Anyway, it's very complicated."

Xin Rong sat down on the wicker chair next to him, and asked curiously, "So, after reading the script, are you interested?"

Yan Fei closed the script in his hand and shrugged: "It's okay, but the director said that this may be a two-male lead drama, and there is also an emperor in it. If I accept it, there will be some differences with the actor who played the emperor." A lot of rivalry."

"Is the person to play the emperor decided?"

"Not sure, I'm just worried about this." Yan Fei sighed, and put his hands behind his head: "If the director chooses someone who is not good enough to act in, such a good script will be useless."

"Probably not, the director will definitely be careful in choosing people."

"Actually, I'm quite at ease as the director, but I'm afraid that the investors will put pressure on them, and all kinds of fresh meat will be stuffed in."

"This show is still in the preparatory stage. Are you worrying about it now? Are you overthinking it?" Xin Rong teased him.

Yan Fei pouted, and was about to speak when the cell phone in Xin Rong's pocket rang.

He glanced at the incoming call and cast a glance at Yan Fei.

Yan Fei looked at him inexplicably.

Xin Rong showed him the caller ID, with Zhou Yan written on it.

Yan Fei touched his nose embarrassedly.

Xin Rong sighed helplessly, went back to the living room, and picked up the phone.

"Mr. Xin, are you busy this week?" The voice on the other end was concerned.

"Doctor Zhou, actually, I don't think I need to consult for the time being."

"Huh?" Zhou Yan looked puzzled.

"Uh, didn't I tell you last time that I made a boyfriend. Yesterday, I tried again with him... I found that my psychological barrier was basically healed."

"That's great, I'm happy for you too." Zhou Yan said sincerely.

"Actually, Dr. Zhou also helped me a lot. If it wasn't for Dr. Zhou, I wouldn't have figured out something so quickly."

"Mr. Xin is serious. This is my duty. However, if I want to end the consultation, I still need to conduct an interview with you to fully evaluate your situation and confirm that it can be ended, is it possible?"

"No problem at all."

"Then let's make an appointment. When is it convenient for Mr. Xin?"

At night, when the two were lying on the bed, Yan Fei couldn't help asking about Zhou Yan's phone call in the afternoon.

"Did you tell Zhou Yan that I was your boyfriend?"

"No."

Yan Fei propped himself up in disbelief, and looked at him: "Didn't you tell Zhou Yan?"

"It doesn't matter if he doesn't know, we have another time to end the interview. If he knows now, it will be embarrassing for us to meet again."

"It's true." Yan Fei sighed, and lay down beside him dejectedly: "Actually, my cousin's professional ability is pretty good. If he doesn't have this kind of relationship with me, you don't have to be so embarrassing."

"It's okay, it's okay to end now."

Yan Fei heard something from his words.The reason why Xin Rong went to Zhou Yan was because of that obstacle. If he said that it can be over, does that mean...

"Xin Rong, are you alright?" He looked at the man excitedly.

"What's the matter?" Xin Rong was puzzled.

Yan Fei glanced at his waist, licked his lips: "What do you think?"

Xin Rong blushed immediately, rolled the quilt around his body, turned over, and said vaguely, "That's it."

"What is that? Honestly..." Yan Fei dug him out of the quilt and stared at him without blinking: "Did you also enjoy it when we made it yesterday?"

With a sullen handsome face, Xin Rong struggled to death: "No."

"Then why did you show that expression when I helped you bite?"

"What kind of expression?" Xin Rong panicked.

Yan Fei laughed softly, with a charming tone: "It's just that dazed and dazed expression, as if floating in the clouds, which is so exhilarating."

Xin Rong's cheeks were flushed.

"sleep."

He tried to salvage the last bit of dignity.

"Not to deny is to acquiesce, hehe."

Yan Fei smiled, lifted his quilt secretly, and got in from underneath.

"Yan Fei—"

Xin Rong moved her legs together in a panic.

Yan Fei grabbed his leg, her peach blossom eyes sparkled, and she smiled charmingly, "Xin Xin, don't talk, enjoy yourself."

……

Xin Rong gripped the bed sheet under her body tightly, and the veins on the back of her hands bulged out forcefully.

It seems that the soul is being sucked away.

There was a few seconds of blankness in the brain, and when he came back to his senses, he was facing Yan Fei's smiling eyes.

Looking down, he caught a glimpse of a trace at the corner of his mouth.After realizing what it was, a wave of shame rolled over Xin Rong's chest.

"Wipe it, dirty."

Xin Rong touched the tissue box next to the bed.

"Why are your things dirty?"

Yan Fei swallowed the little thing at the corner of his mouth indifferently, he licked his lips as if aftertaste, and smiled slyly.

"The taste of Xinxin is a bit salty."

Xin Rong was extremely embarrassed.

Fortunately, Yan Fei didn't tease him anymore, but got out of bed suddenly and went to the bathroom.

Puzzled across Xin Rong's eyes, then he seemed to understand something.

When Yan Fei came back, he had already brushed his teeth and changed into a pair of pajama pants.

He took Xin Rong into his arms and kissed him.

He licked Xin Rong's lips, put his tongue into his mouth, pressed against Xin Rong's warm tongue, tossing and turning.

After the kiss was over, both of them stared at each other breathlessly.

"It's almost twelve o'clock."

Xin Rong said suddenly.

Yan Fei was startled, then smiled and narrowed his eyes.He glanced at the wall clock on the wall: "There are still a few minutes."

Xin Rong sat up suddenly: "Just wait for me."

Yan Fei watched him out of the bedroom in wonder.

This guy, isn't he preparing some mysterious gift?

He watched as Xin Rong came in with an envelope.

At this time, the minute hand on the wall will point to 1 in 12 minute.

Yan Fei sat up with interest and looked at Xin Rong.

"Happy birthday."

Xin Rong didn't check the time, but as soon as he finished speaking, the minute hand pointed to twelve o'clock.

"Birthday present for you."

He handed the envelope to Yan Fei.

Unexpectedly, Xin Rong really prepared a birthday present for herself, and Yan Fei was so moved that she couldn't speak.He can be sure that if it's just a handwritten birthday card, he'll be excited for a month.

He opened the envelope and took out the ticket inside with great anticipation.

"This is..." He looked at the terminal on the ticket in surprise.

How did Xin Rong know that he always wanted to go to Morocco?

"Casablanca, your favorite old movie, is also the city you most want to visit but don't have time to go."

Yan Fei's mood at the moment can no longer be described in words. He squeezed the ticket, blinked his eyes, and looked at Xin Rong.

Xin Rong was uncomfortable with him, and explained: "I saw it in that weekly magazine, and there was an interview with you."

"Xin Xin, I love you to death!"

Yan Fei screamed and rushed over.

Xin Rong caught him, the smile on the corner of his mouth was a little helpless, more sweet and pampering.

"The departure time is two o'clock in the afternoon. I think we need to sleep quickly and get up to pack our things."

"Uh-huh."

However, Yan Fei couldn't sleep.

He turned behind the Nth one, and finally Xin Rong couldn't help but opened his eyes.

"Yan Fei, go to sleep."

Xin Rong patted him on the head.

"I'm so excited that I can't sleep." Yan Fei rubbed him coquettishly: "Really, I'm not sleepy at all, and I can get up and do a hundred push-ups."

This guy!

Xin Rong clicked his tongue, stretched out his hand, and pressed him into his arms.

"Can I sleep like this?"

Yan Fei buried her face on his flexible chest, smelling the clean and cold breath from Xin Rong, and nodded heavily.

Xin Xin is too active today, he is so happy that he is about to explode!

"Xin Xin, why don't we do something? Some studies have shown that "exercising" before going to bed can promote sleep better..."

Within 2 minutes, Yan Fei said meanly again.

Xin Rong rolled his eyes.

"Then go down and do push-ups by yourself."

"I'm not talking about the push-ups." Yan Fei licked her lips and looked at Xin Rong fascinatedly: "I'm talking about... the kind of push-ups that two people do together..."

This little bastard is getting more and more smug!

Xin Rong cursed secretly in her heart, but thinking that today is Yan Fei's birthday, she lost all temper for a while.

"You promise to go to bed after finishing?"

Yan Fei suppressed the ecstasy and nodded hastily.

The corners of Xin Rong's mouth curled up, and there was a hint of indulgence and compromise in his smile.

"it is good."

He stretched out his hand to hold the back of Yan Fei's head, and put his body on it.

Crazy all night.

The next morning, it was Xin Rong who had trouble getting up.

His back was sore and his legs hurt, but he still sat up and put on his clothes.

"Xin Xin, let's change the ticket. You take a day off and we go tomorrow, okay?"

Yan Fei felt distressed and guilty.

Xin Rong paused while putting on his clothes. Seeing Yan Fei's earnest eyes, he sighed: "Okay."

He simply gave up dressing and fell back on the bed.

Yan Fei tucked him in the quilt and went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

After a while, the doorbell rang outside.

Although Yan Fei was dissatisfied that the world of the two of them was disturbed, she still patiently went to open the door.

Xin Mi is holding a large bouquet of gardenias, standing at the door with a smile on her face.

"Male god, happy birthday!"

"Thank you."

"Where's my brother?"

Xin Mi looked inside curiously.

"Your brother, he..." Yan Fei had a headache trying to figure out what to say.

"It's already this time, isn't he still sleeping?" Xin Mi glanced at the clock on the wall and shook his head exaggeratedly: "It doesn't matter if you resign, it's Yan Fei's birthday today. Brother? "

Xin Mi walked in.

The door was ajar, and voices from the living room came in clearly.

When Xin Rong heard that Xin Mi was coming, he immediately began to put on his clothes nervously, but the more eager he was, the more prone to mistakes he made, and he didn't button up the buttons for a long time.

After finally putting on his shirt, he glanced at the messy bed, endured his physical discomfort, and began to tidy the bed.

Seeing that the bedroom door on the first floor was ajar, Xin Rong couldn't help pushing it lightly.

She swears that she didn't mean to peep, she just wanted to see if his brother was sleeping in.

However, she didn't expect that as soon as she opened the door, she saw his brother standing by the bed with his waist supported, holding a blue bottle in his hand, and looking at her in embarrassment.

Xin Mi's gaze moved over to the English label on the blue bottle, and his eyes widened.

If she reads it correctly, what her brother is holding... seems to be a bottle of lubricant...

She glanced at the scattered belts and socks on the floor, and suddenly covered her eyes.

"Brother, I was wrong, sorry!"

She blushed and hurried to the door.

Turning around, he bumped into Yan Fei's puzzled face.

"Xiao Mi, your brother is not feeling well today..."

Yan Fei tried to explain.

Xin Mi nodded quickly: "I know! I understand everything!"

Oh my god, such a domineering president like his brother is actually a shou... She needs to calm down.

"God, I won't bother you anymore, I'm leaving first."

Xin Mi feels that his existence at the moment is superfluous.

"Hey, stay for breakfast."

Yan Fei still wanted to keep her.

"No, I've eaten, male god, you... take good care of my brother."

Xin Mi nodded to him, eyes dodged, and quickly slipped out of the entrance.

"Xiao Mi—"

"Yan Fei!"

There was the sound of gnashing of teeth in the bedroom.

Yan Fei hurried up to meet her.

"Baby, what's wrong?"

"Did I say it last time, put away the lubricant as soon as it runs out!"

"Um, I'll definitely pay attention next time..."

"Baby, don't be angry, maybe Xiao Mi didn't see it."

"Honey, let's have breakfast first, okay?"

Xin Rong lay on the bed with a frustrated expression on his face.

Yan Fei put down the dinner plate, moved her face closer, and winked at him.

"Xin Xin, don't be angry, or else, I'll make a face for you?"

Childish guy.

Xin Rong didn't intend to pay attention to him.

Yan Fei narrowed his eyes, pouted exaggeratedly, and winked at Xin Rong.

Xin Rong didn't respond.

Yan Fei sighed, and decided to use her cute trick.

He pinched his nose and made the classic pig cry of Peggy Pig, with a funny look.

Xin Rong had never seen Peppa Pig before, so she was amused by his voice.

"You are a three-year-old child."

"I was three years old before you."

Xin Rong snorted coldly.

"Learn it again."

Yan Fei's expression changed: "No way..."

Xin Rong chuckled softly, "I'm kidding you."

"Okay you!"

Yan Fei grabbed his chin, bowed her head and kissed him hard.

The summer sun is shining outside the window, and a beautiful day is about to begin.