The Big Bosses Are Not What I Expected After I Transmigrated Into A Book

Qiao Yang was exhausted and lay loosely in Gu Ye's arms, not wanting to move.

But I also thought that Gu Ye was very patient and skillful with him twice.He can't care about his own pleasure and ignore his boyfriend.

Hearing Gu Ye's question, I felt a little more relaxed, because Gu Ye's time was too long.

He happily burrowed into the person's arms, rubbed his face against the person's chest, and asked lazily, "What method?"

But he had no idea how seductive he looked now.

Tall's fair body still bears the imprints left by Gu Ye, the reddish face, slightly closed eyes, and moist lips are all clinging to his body, with sleepiness and laxity.

Gu Ye let out a long breath.The hand placed behind the person moved down, and easily slipped into the warm and flexible gap when the person was completely relaxed.

Qiao Yang:? !

He immediately became sober, and looked up at Gu Ye with surprise and doubt in his eyes.

He instinctively stopped Gu Ye's hand and asked, "Do, what do you do?"

But Gu Ye suddenly became stronger, and his hands were slightly hard.

Qiao Yang wanted to hide.

Gu Ye lowered his head and kissed his forehead: "...Listen to me, don't be afraid."

His voice was low and heavy, and his exhalation on Qiao Yang's forehead was hot and long.

Based on one's imagination, one knows that Gu Ye is enduring something intense, which may be beyond what he can bear.

Qiao Yang suddenly panicked.

He knew it when he was wrapped in Gu Ye's strong arms just now, when he was restrained and couldn't break free when he was emotional, and when he was helping Gu Ye.

He and Gu Ye are not at the same level.

It's like when males and males compete physically, physiologically, and in the most primitive way, Qiao Yang chooses to back down to protect his own side.

He dodged his movements but was grabbed by Gu Ye and twisted his body, from hugging to leaning against Gu Ye's arms.

His body was stiff and he wanted to run away, but was tightly surrounded by Gu Ye.

Qiao Yang felt how hot the air from his breath was, and felt the stiffness and temperature like a soldering iron stuck between his legs.

Gu Ye buried his face in his shoulder and muffled, "... Qiao Yang."

The voice is like lead-colored dark clouds pressing down on the environment, but it carries strong emotion and unbearable desire, and it is like the calmness of a volcano before it erupts.

The intense and huge energy makes people tremble uncontrollably.

As if facing the panic of the unknown, Qiao Yang's eyes widened slightly, and his hands were nervously clenched into fists and placed in front of him helplessly.

Gu Ye wrapped his arms around him again, stroked his body, kissed his hair, and comforted him softly: "It's okay, it's okay..."

Qiao Yang didn't know when he fell asleep, but vaguely remembered that Gu Ye insisted on hugging him to take a shower.

He was so sleepy that he didn't want to move at all. Like a huge baby, Gu Ye hugged him on his lap to wash away the stickiness, and then wrapped him in a bath towel and hugged him on the sofa.

Before closing his eyes completely, he vaguely saw Gu Ye busy changing the sheets, and he sighed in his heart: He is also a man, how could Gu Ye be so energetic.

When he woke up again, he was huddled in the fluffy and warm blanket alone, just like an ordinary morning when he used to sleep in and wake up, he was lazy and didn't want to get up.

But the joyous sinking last night was like a dream, unreal.

He moved his legs, and after feeling some friction on his skin, he was convinced that something had really happened.

He turned his head and looked at Gu Ye, who was lying on the pillow and the cold blanket, frowning slightly.

The person who was so intense and enthusiastic last night was nowhere to be seen when he opened his eyes.It's as if he thought it was the eight-treasure duck he likes to eat, but when he opened the belly, there was nothing inside.

He sat up and looked down to see a new suit of clothes folded beside the pillow.I don't know if Gu Ye found it for him, or if Liu Wen came in and prepared it for him.

He cleared his cough, his throat was dry and uncomfortable.Just when I was about to call Liu Wen, I saw a bottle of purified water on the bedside table with a note pressed underneath.

baby:

I have a video conference from 9:11 to [-], and I will come over when it is over.

---Gu Ye.

baby?

Qiao Yang's face was slightly hot.

He still remembered how Gu Ye slammed into the cage like a trapped wild animal last night, and even the sound of breathing was like a muffled growl.

But he kept chanting this word in his mouth, and it also carried the meaning of dependence, pampering and cherishing, which made him feel a little sense of security.

Gu Ye is really scary.

Qiao Yang was even thirstier.

He unscrewed the water bottle and gulped down half of it, put on his clothes and jumped out of bed to wash up.

Liu Wen, who had been guarding outside all the time, heard the movement, and hurriedly knocked on the door and asked, "Young Master Qiao, are you awake? Can I come in?"

Qiao Yang went over to open the door for him, and said to him, "Come in if you want, why do you ask?"

As his personal assistant, Liu Wen can indeed enter his room for the sake of taking care of him.

"But……"

He explained in embarrassment: "Mr. Gu... won't let me go."

Qiao Yang looked at the empty bed, and asked angrily, "You are my assistant, do you listen to him or to me?"

Liu Wen was very wronged.

He looked up at Qiao Yang and quickly moved his eyes away. He lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry, I... I'll go get you some breakfast. You should have a good rest."

After saying that, he backed out.

Qiao Yang:? ? ?

It wasn't until he went to the bathroom to wash up that he didn't see himself in the mirror that he understood Liu Wen's strange behavior.

The original owner was very fair, and the skin of the young master who had not experienced wind and rain was even softer.But now there are patches of red marks on the soft and fair skin, especially around the neck, shoulders, and collarbone.

When I was kissed by Gu Ye last night, I didn't think anything was wrong. Why do I look so...shocking.

Qiao Yang: ...

The shoulders and collarbone can be covered by buttons, but what about the neck?

How can he go out to meet people today? !

He brushed his teeth and washed his face speechlessly, threw the towel and walked out of the bathroom angrily.

Liu Wen had already returned with a plate, but there was only a bowl of porridge on the long wooden plate.

After spending the whole night, Qiao Yang, who was already starving, looked back to make sure that Liu Wen was not followed by the room service pushing the dining cart.

he:? ? ?

The hotel has a wide variety of catering, and there is also a cafeteria that provides catering services 24 hours a day.

No matter what, it was impossible to leave him with only plain porridge.

Seeing Qiao Yang's unhappiness, Liu Wen carefully explained: "You, drink it first, it's good for your health."

After speaking, he handed Qiao Yang a tightly packed small paper bag.

Qiao Yang took it in doubt, and opened it to see that there were several sticks of ointment.After holding it in his hand and carefully seeing what was written on it, he glanced at Liu Wen again speechlessly.

Liu Wen still looked embarrassed, and his round face with a pair of black-rimmed round glasses turned red: "...You, take care of your body."

Qiao Yang didn't want to bear him anymore.

Grabbed some ointment and handed it to him: "What are you misunderstanding! Something is going on in your head."

Liu Wen hurriedly continued, surprised: "Ah? You, you don't need it, I, I thought..."

"Why do you think?"

Qiao Yang scolded him: "Your eyes look like I use these?!"

After speaking, he took a mouthful of porridge with a spoon, blew it twice and put it into his mouth, but it was still too hot, so he spit it out again.

His tongue was burned, and he was annoyed and gasped for water to cool it down.

Liu Wen hastily handed him the half-bottle of water he drank, and saw that he was very conscientious after gulping down two sips, and asked tentatively, "Then, does Mr. Gu need these?"

It doesn't look like it.

But if this is the case, he has to contact Geng Hui.After all, there are some things that Geng Hui needs to do.

Qiao Yang stuffed the water bottle into his arms and said, "He doesn't need it either!"

It's not necessary for two men to fall in love with each other. Last night's model was fine.And after he met Gu Ye, he felt that he was more suitable for it.

After all, Gu Ye's size and stamina are deadly!

Liu Wen was scolded, and he was even more observant.Seeing Qiao Yang's appearance, he probably guessed what Qiao Yang was thinking.

He was dumbfounded: You must be misunderstanding something.

However, he saw that Qiao Yang was full of energy walking up and down the room, and it really didn't look like he had any physical problems.Also relieved.

I started to report the business to him, but still looked cautious: "Young Master Qiao, I found some bad comments about you on the Internet last night."

Qiao Yang lowered his head and drank the porridge again: "What comment?"

Liu Wen: "Just a few, the comments about your songs are not very good anyway. You, you don't need to read them. I will find a way to control the comments today."

Qiao Yang asked: "It's a music producer named Gao Yuan, the comments caused by posting?"

Liu Wen saw that he knew it, so he didn't hide it anymore, and replied in a slightly angry tone: "Yes!"

"He also said that he was pressured to delete the post because he made a post alluding to you. But he didn't delete it, arguing for his freedom of speech, and he would never give in to powerful capital."

The more Liu Wen said, the more angry he became: "This guy has a lot of fans, all shouting to support him, and saying that there are too few entertainers with his backbone these days."

"What, he's actually pretending to be arrogant, and he's using you to raise his popularity."

"I know."

Qiao Yang laughed, "I didn't let them delete the post. You don't have to accuse the comment, just let him make trouble like that."

Liu Wen was puzzled: "Huh? We can get rid of this kind of person casually. You, you really don't care about him?"

Qiao Yang: "Let him dance. Besides, composition speaks for itself through works."

Liu Wen was still unhappy: "But he's a professional, we're just having fun, it's unfair to you for him to say that."

Qiao Yang casually took a sip of the porridge and said, "If the professional loses to the playful, it will look better."

Liu Wen:? ? ?

The boss is so confident?Isn't the boss just a hobby, just for fun?

Gao Yuan has been rooted in the music industry for more than ten years, and he is a music artist who can be respected as a teacher by others.

Qiao Yang continued to stir the porridge in the bowl again: "Go and check for me to see if he has participated in any composition competitions recently, and if he has, please register for me."

"By the way, if you can't find it, just ask Chi Lin and Mo Yu."

Liu Wen stared at him with wide eyes: Are you serious? !

At this time the doorbell rang, it was Gu Ye.

Qiao Yang, who was about to take a second sip, immediately put down the spoon.

There was a little joy in my heart, but my face sank on purpose.

His legs hurt from being worn out, he couldn't see people when he got up early, and the mark on his neck made him unable to go out to meet people. These are all reasons for him to be angry.

However, when he saw Gu Ye pushing the hotel's dining car in, and the upper and lower floors of the dining car were filled with all kinds of delicious food, desserts, fruits, and small cakes, his unhappiness disappeared instantly.

He pushed away the bland white porridge, and asked pleasantly, "Eight Treasure Duck? Did someone make it specially?!"

Gu Ye looked at him and smiled softly: "It's the eight-treasure duck you love. I invited his chef last night and just made it for you."

"The ducks are raised free-range in the mountains behind the resort, and they were killed just before cooking. They should be very fresh. Try it."

Qiao Yang couldn't wait to have a good meal, but he played with him: "I called the chef from S City to cook. Are you demonstrating against the chef of Qiao's Resort?"

Gu Ye served him a plate and set it up, handed him chopsticks and spoons thoughtfully, and said:

"I'm afraid it doesn't suit your taste. I explained it to Manager Xie in the morning and got the consent of the chefs in your hotel."

While talking, he looked at the mark on Qiao Yang's neck, and felt a terrible sense of satisfaction in his heart.

He thought, let Su Cheng see Qiao Yang like this.