When he woke up, Xuan Qi couldn't even lift a little finger. It's been a long time since he had worked so hard. Last night, Boss Song was really fierce, but he likes this one too.

It's just that I ate a lot of crab roe, and there was still a fishy smell in my mouth.

Xuan Qi hugged the quilt and smiled stupidly, pressed a big hand on his head and stuffed him directly into the quilt. Thinking of the misunderstanding last time, Xuan Qi struggled boldly this time, and protruded a messy chicken nest head.

"what?"

Boss Song lowered his head and glanced at him. Although he didn't speak, his eyes were full of disdain, as if he was saying look at your silly nymphomaniac.

Xuan Qi chuckled, wrapped his hands around Boss Song's waist, buried his face in his belly, his nose was filled with the smell of crab roe, life is simply not too good.

Boss Song's face darkened. His daughter-in-law used that kind of look to seduce people when she woke up in the morning. After being forcibly stopped by him, she changed her tactics directly, intending to use practical actions to force herself to compromise.

Although I really want to cook and eat with him, my daughter-in-law was really tired last night.

I guess I have never eaten such a big crab stick before, and my lips were swollen for a while. When I washed my face after the meal, Boss Song found some redness and swelling. There is no medicine here, so I should go back quickly. I just saw his expression of enjoyment and thought that I should hug him for a while. It's okay.

Xuan Qi, who was persistently drawing circles on Boss Song's chest muscles with his index finger, suddenly remembered something, and said hoarsely, "I want to drink water."

Boss Song bowed his head, Xuan Qi was frightened and stiffened, could it be too much, after all, how could his boss do logistics for him, he almost wanted to swallow the sentence just now.

But he just wanted to try, otherwise how would he know whether Boss Song really liked him or was playing with him.

Boss Song said noblely and coldly, "Get up."

Xuan Qi obeyed the order instinctively, got up from Boss Song and then lay on his side with a grunt.

Boss Song, who was naked and only wearing boxer briefs, lifted the quilt to watch him get up, and after a while, he brought a glass of water and looked down at Xuan Qi who was staring blankly at him.

He raised his head and raised the glass to his mouth to take a sip. Seeing the expression of disappointment in his eyes, he leaned down and pinched his chin with the tip of his tongue to slowly give it to him.

It was as exciting as riding a roller coaster, Xuan Qi was so stunned that he simply forgot to swallow, the water snaked down the corners of the two people's mouths, and the fiery lips were entwined again.

On the contrary, Boss Song stood up calmly after taking advantage, turned around and put down the cup.

Xuan Qi, who had softened into a puddle of water, quickly wiped off the water that was still running down his neck, and looked at Boss Song's back in a daze.

"Do you want to go back?" Boss Song asked.

Xuan Qi looked at the dishes on the table not far away, and really didn't eat a bite.

Boss Song frowned: "You can't eat seafood."

He is simply a competent husband, always thinking about the injury behind the little thing, but why is he unwilling to call out.

Xuan Qi thought Boss Song didn't like these things, so he nodded quickly and said, "Go back."

After thinking about it, Boss Song picked up the clothes on the ground and asked, "Shall I help you wear them?"

Xuan Qi was flattered, and his eyes were fixed on Boss Song's face in surprise. He even looked at his side when he was bending over to see if there was anything similar to a zipper. He seriously suspected that the current Boss Song was draped by aliens. Human nature mask posing.

But thinking about the full power last night, although it was a little different, it was still Boss Song's usual style.

This will be even more unclear.

Boss Song seized the opportunity of being stupid, and immediately started to do it, and ate several handfuls of tofu by the way.

The kissed person was a little dizzy, stretched his hands and feet, and after Boss Song helped him get dressed, Xuan Qi followed his boss and was about to go home, when he turned around suddenly.

Boss Song was frightened by his surprise, and looked back at him suspiciously with his brows furrowed.

Xuan Qi stared at the messy bed with round cat eyes, turned around pitifully and said: "You go back first, I have to tidy up here."

This is his brother's territory. If the person being cleaned sees it and sues him in minutes, he will be locked up tomorrow. The lock-up is not terrible, but the terrible thing is that he will not see Boss Song.

Of course, only after changing the sheets and quilts to wipe out all the evidence can I leave with confidence.

Boss Song obviously had a tacit understanding with him, and soon understood what he was thinking.

Frowning, the little thing didn't want to tell his family members. Although it is not easy to call his competitor brother, but the little thing's attitude is very problematic. This problem must be corrected in the future.

As soon as Xuan Qi saw Boss Song's face change, although he didn't know what he was thinking, but he automatically started to panic, and tremblingly said: "Well, I will ask someone else to clean it up. Soon, Boss, you should go back first."

Boss Song made a call with a sullen face, turned to the side and said a few words in a low voice, then grabbed Xuan Qi's shoulder and took it outside without any explanation: "Those who can be trusted, just let them come here."

Xuan Qi turned his face and accidentally rubbed the hand on his shoulder, it was warm and still strong, his heart was sweet, he lowered his head and showed his twelve teeth, and said softly: "Okay."

It turns out that being pampered by someone you like is such a feeling, it's so refreshing, I want to look up even when I walk, but I'm afraid that Boss Song will see a joke.

Give me a pair of wings, and I can immediately fly into the sky and soar for half a year without coming down.

After going downstairs, Xuan Qi greeted the waiter in a refreshed manner, told them that someone would go in to get things later, and told them to remember to help open the door. home.

Boss Song still remembered that the little thing said he was hungry, and bought a porridge on the way as compensation for not eating seafood just now.

Although there is still a certain difference between preserved egg and lean meat porridge and seafood feast, I am very happy now. Even the salty porridge can taste like sugar.

Of course, after going back, Boss Song completed the task he had been thinking about all the way, and then sat on the bedside and hugged the person lying next to him, looking at his phone to check emails.

His complexion changed, he lowered his head and asked, "Did you pass the interview?"

Xuan Qi thought he knew everything, so naturally he didn't have time to tell him that he was just enjoying the charm of his pectoralis major while nestling in Boss Song's arms, and he tapped his chin to express yes.

Frowning, Boss Song suddenly felt that his heart was clogged and stuffy. Why did he enter the entertainment circle? Now that he knows that his daughter-in-law is participating in the draft because she wants to get close to him, she doesn't want to push him into the limelight. on the stage.

Small things can only be small things of one's own, why share it with other people, it is really uncomfortable, and I really want to withdraw the capital.

But he still said coldly, "Well, it's amazing."

Yes, why are you so powerful, why are you so arrogant, why don't you go to heaven.

The email sent by Zhao Chu said that not only was it unanimously approved, but director Wen Zezhi also hand-picked him before the vote, and even gave him a high evaluation, saying that Xuan Qi was born for this role.

In fact, what Director Wen didn't know was that Xuan Qi was born for all scripts, because it was just any role, no matter whether it was male or female, old or young, as long as conditions allowed.He can restore more than 90.00%.

Boss Song was very unhappy, but as a domineering president, he couldn't be unhappy about such a small matter, so he snapped his phone, pressed the back of the little thing's head with his big hand and stuffed it directly into the quilt, and went to sleep.

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