The General's Cat Always Wants To Climb Into My Bed

"Are you looking for me?"

Shen Zhifan slowly raised his head, his fingers resting on his knees, trembling a little, Yan Shuo stood upright, he was wearing formal clothes, a straight black tuxedo, which could easily outline his waistline and Shoulder.

He was still the same Yan Shuo, slightly obsessive-compulsive, with almost no wrinkles on his clothes.

He is so handsome, like the light, and also like an eagle in the wilderness.

So he could only look up at him like this.

Yan Shuo's face was very white under the light, like a plaster statue, his eyelashes drooped slightly, casting a faint shadow, so that Shen Zhifan couldn't see the emotion in his eyes clearly.

"Ok?"

He didn't get a response for a long time, frowned slightly, and looked at him with some dissatisfaction.

Shen Zhifan coughed lightly in embarrassment, his heart seemed to have been frozen just now, and it was only at this moment that he slowly recovered.

"Yes... yes, sir."

His voice is very soft, trying to change his voice, which is not difficult for him.

Yan Shuo's gaze was scrutinizing: "What do you want from me?"

The aura on his body was too strong, and he questioned so lightly, with a calm tone and no ups and downs, and no expression on his face.

But he just stood like this, so handsome and so cold, Shen Zhifan also felt as if something was holding his heart.

Shen Zhifan was silent for a while, not knowing what to say.

"You look unfamiliar," Yan Shuo turned on the communicator, "You're also acting a bit sneaky, um, tell me your number and name."

Shen Zhifan's face paled slightly, but he had a good excuse: "My name is Rui, and my serial number is k30."

He wasn't nervous because of being questioned, but just felt... just felt that Yan Shuo was standing in front of him and felt a helpless sadness.

Yan Shuo lowered his head to check, and soon his eyes returned to his face and looked around, as if he believed it.

"In this case, you have to find a reasonable explanation for the behavior just now."

After a pause, he added: "Otherwise, you may be fired."

Shen Zhifan's heart skipped a beat again, but his ability to adapt on the spot was pretty good, he suddenly had an excuse in his heart, and he didn't feel nervous for no reason.

"I..." He paused, then suddenly raised his head to look at the other party, looking straight at Yan Shuo's face, but his eyes slipped to other places. After a long time of pimples, he suddenly mustered up the courage and blushed, "I'm sorry sir, I, I would love to meet you."

Yan Shuo was taken aback for a moment, then looked at him with a slight frown.

"Yes, it's like this," Shen Zhifan barely used any disguise, his confession looked flawless, after all, this might be the only thing he didn't need acting skills for, "I saw you twice in the elevator just now, although... ...Although the identity is not suitable, you may be laughing at me for being overconfident, but I...can you tell me your name?"

After speaking, Shen Zhifan wanted to give himself a round of applause, it was justified and perfect.

Yan Shuo was quiet for a long time, and Shen Zhifan seemed to muster up the courage to look up at him, but was a little discouraged to find that the other party was not moving, his eyes hardly fluctuated, and he just raised his eyebrows slightly: "Oh, this is yours. Is there a reason?"

Shen Zhifan: "..."

Shen Zhifan suddenly felt something was wrong, as if his reaction was different from what he had imagined.

But he could only bite the bullet and reply: "Yes."

Yan Shuo dialed the communicator without any hesitation: "Hey, is it the management room? There is a suspicious person here..."

Shen Zhifan: "..."

Shen Zhifan was shocked.

Is this how he treats admirers?

Shen Zhifan suddenly realized how well he had been treated before.

"Hey sir, sir, please don't do this!" Shen Zhifan hurriedly stepped forward to stop and beg, "I don't want to know you anymore. Really, this job is very important to me, don't you be so heartless?!"

Yan Shuo put down the communicator, and looked back at him.

Shen Zhifan was speechless again, and lowered his head a little embarrassingly, trying to make himself look very wronged.

In fact, it is really aggrieved.

"Am I heartless?"

Yan Shuo's voice came from above his head.

Shen Zhifan didn't expect him to be entangled in this issue, so he could only speak in a low voice: "I...I just want to get to know you, but you still look down on people like me, I'm very sorry, please..."

"Am I heartless?"

Yan Shuo didn't seem to care about his explanation, instead he replied again.

"Ah," Shen Zhifan was suddenly interrupted, paused, and whispered, "It's okay."

Yan Shuo fell silent until Shen Zhifan became flustered.

He raised his head slowly, and found that Yan Shuo was still looking at him quietly. It was obvious that the general was very difficult to dismiss, and Shen Zhifan's courage just now was completely shattered by the other party's cold words.

"Thank you sir, then...then I'm leaving?"

He hesitated to speak, if Yan Shuo really reported him, he would indeed be in a little trouble.

Yan Shuo didn't express his opinion, but still looked at him silently.

His eyes were cold and deep, which made Shen Zhifan feel a little dazed, and also felt that there were strange things in his mind.

He turned around slowly, gradually losing his face in his eyes.

In his mind, he ran through Yan Shuo's previous voice and smile.

He sighed and thought, maybe he will never see him again after this.

"Wait a moment."

Shen Zhifan felt that he was expecting and apprehensive, but when Yan Shuo spoke, he turned around quickly.

"Would you like to tell me your name?"

Shen Zhifan quickly changed his face, full of anticipation.

Yan Shuo looked at him uncertainly, and said with an uneasy expression, "You come with me."

"No sir," Shen Zhifan continued to change his face, "I have a younger sister who broke her leg in my family, please!"

Yan Shuo: "..."

"I just have something to do, and I just need a waiter."

Yan Shuo raised his legs and turned around very neatly, as if he didn't hesitate at all whether Shen Zhifan would follow.

Shen Zhifan thought for a while, but still followed.

Yan Shuo's room was on the 28th floor. During this period, the two of them had been silent in a very tacit understanding, and it could not be said that they were silent, but Shen Zhifan asked Yan Shuo whatever he asked, and Yan Shuo just looked at him indifferently.

So much so that Shen Zhifan was speechless.

His gaze was always on Yan Shuo's hand, he hadn't seen it before, but now he suddenly saw a few messy scars on the back of his hand, which were already scarred, but still somewhat shocking.

Yan Shuo seemed to feel his gaze, and raised his hand, as if he didn't want to show him.

When Shen Zhifan arrived at Yan Shuo's room, he suddenly remembered.

...Is Olivia in there too?

There's no reason newlyweds don't live together.

He looked at the door and suddenly fell silent for a while, feeling rather complicated in his heart, slightly raised his head to look at Yan Shuo.

Yan Shuo didn't notice his emotions, so he stretched out his hand to open the doorknob, first asked Shen Zhifan to wait outside, and then came out after a while, looked at him slowly and said, "I just spilled a cup of coffee, help me Tidy up."

Shen Zhifan followed him step by step, but he was a little surprised when he looked up, the warm and sweet lover's room in his imagination was obviously different from what he imagined.

Although it was just a temporary room, most of the rooms were the same, but Yan Shuo insisted on living in his own feeling.

It's cold and unpopular.

Sure enough, there was a large dark stain on the bed. There was an empty cup of coffee on the bedside table, and there was still a faint aroma of coffee in the room.

Shen Zhifan was a little upset, and felt a little strange that there were not many traces of Yan Shuo here, let alone Olivia.

For a girl like Olivia, there should be piles of clothes and cosmetics, why are they not put here at all.

Could it be that they still slept in separate rooms?

Shen Zhifan was puzzled, but his subordinates did not dare to neglect, and took out a replacement bed sheet from the cabinet.

When he bent over to make the sheets, he felt something was wrong again.

Yan Shuo shouldn't be the kind of person who doesn't even bother to change the sheets, besides...his fingers felt a little warm when he touched the stain.

...Why does it feel like it just fell down.

He gave Yan Shuo a strange look.

Lord General said without the slightest guilt: "What's wrong?"

"No, nothing." Shen Zhifan didn't dare to question him, "It's just that your old bed sheet is quite fresh."

Yan Shuo: "..."

Can bed sheets be described as fresh?

It's actually not difficult to change the sheets, but Yan Shuo has been standing aside and watching him, which puts him under a lot of pressure.

Shen Zhifan felt empty in his heart, thinking that it would be over after finishing the bed sheets.

There is a kind of tragic wind, easy water and cold, and the strong man will never return when he is gone.

He thought, if I leave, I will never see him again.

So the movements of his hands slowed down again, quietly enjoying the last time.

The room was eerily quiet for a moment.

It's a pity that this ended soon, Shen Zhifan reluctantly took his fingers off the bed sheet, turned around and was about to say, "Sir, you still have..."

His words were blocked in his mouth by the other party's kiss, and he couldn't speak at all.

Soon his waist was embraced by him, and the two fell naturally on the newly changed sheets.

Yan Shuo's smell swept over him overwhelmingly, his waist was hugged by the other's fingers, it was so hot that he lost his mind.

The smell on Yan Shuo's body always reminded him of the grass on a summer night, he thought blankly, the few grass in his hometown had a fresh and complex smell.

When he suddenly realized what they were doing, Yan Shuo had finished the kiss and was looking down at him.

The eyes are complicated and dark.

He looked at him a little blankly, with a small fire in his heart, and he was very jealous.

As if knowing what he was thinking, he spoke slowly.

"Why do you think I don't recognize you?"