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I don't know if it's because the desire to stay with Lu Ken for a while is too strong, or if there is a god of social animals in the dark, who can't understand the bad behavior of the big boss forcing employees to work overtime.

Anyway, on the eve of this important meeting, Feng Yixun soon suffered "retribution".

At least he thinks that this is his retribution for forcing others to work overtime, and forcibly creating opportunities to prolong their time together if there is no opportunity.

Lu Ken visited Feng Yixun's dream after a long absence.

He appeared so naturally, as if he really didn't go home that night. After driving Feng Yixun home, he parked the car at the bottom of the building, and took the elevator upstairs with Feng Yixun to enter the house. .

In the dream, Luken walked around in the overly spacious room, and the kitchen, which was usually run by the housekeeping robot, rarely saw human activities.

While Lu Ken was messing around in the kitchen downstairs, Feng Yixun was reviewing documents in the upstairs study.

Feng Yixun doesn't quite remember exactly what he was interrogating in his dream. What he remembers clearly is that the rustling noise made by Lu Ken downstairs didn't make him feel noisy at all. The door of his study room was open, and no one Then I heard footsteps coming from the stairs.

Luken, who was wearing home clothes, entered the door together with the hot supper.

"How many times have I said it?" Feng Yixun was dissatisfied in his dream, "I don't eat tasty things in the study."

Lu Ken in the dream was not moved by this dissatisfaction in the slightest, as if he saw through Feng Yixun's resistance was just a verbal talk, he cleared a space on the table and put a small tray of hot food on it: "Whose belly did the small wontons, minced shrimp soup, and brine noodles go into?"

Lu Ken asked with a smile in his voice, and Feng Yixun pulled out a long leg from under the table and kicked him.

That kick was more false than it actually was, and all of the late night snacks fell into Feng Yixun's stomach. After eating, he said slowly in the drowsiness caused by the rise in blood sugar: "That's because I can't bear it, and I can't see others working hard." The results of the kitchen are in vain."

Lu Ken, who was standing, chuckled on top of Mr. Feng who was sitting lazily, and his body temperature suddenly went down without saying hello.Due to sleepiness, Feng Yixun's reaction was delayed by more than a beat. When he reacted and caught up with the situation, Lu Ken propped his arm on the back of his office chair, and his wrist was slightly stretched. Turned all over to face each other.

Then Luken leaned down, covering him in the narrow space made up of himself and the chair.

Kissing him.

"Sooner or later, I'll have to change to a chair that won't turn around when you pull it." Feng Yixun said quickly, panting a little.

It was a kiss that couldn't be called pure. His legs, which had been stretched at random before, couldn't help but retract, wanting to put them together.

But there is another knee that is faster.

"I can change any chair and I can turn it around." said Lu Ken who interrupted Feng Yixun's movements.

In fact, there was no element of complacency in his tone, only a sense of sincerity to tell the truth, but it was this sincerity of stating the facts that made him sound more complacent.

Of course, Feng Yixun was not very satisfied, but before he could express any opinions, a certain daring assistant once again deprived him of the right to speak.

He was not angry, he just stretched out his arms around the other party's neck, and smelled the clear ocean tone rising in the room.

Lucan is clean, warm, and free of messy pheromones.

So gradually the whole house was only filled with the smell of Feng Yihuan pheromone.

The ocean tone that diffused throughout the room enveloped the intimate two people, making Lu Ken slowly smell full of Feng Yixun's smell.

mine.Feng Yixun thought vaguely, and let Lu Ken's hand rest on his waist with amazing connivance.

He was like in a tub of hot water, relaxing and letting go of control, almost to a rare degree in a lifetime.

Luken talked to him occasionally, and he could barely listen to him at first, but gradually he listened to each other, and then Luken's voice seemed to turn into some kind of soothing white noise, which made him fall into a deep sleep— —was awake again in the cool ocean tone.

This is an overly realistic dream, full of life-like details and even blurring the boundary between dream and reality.

After Feng Yixun opened his eyes, he was stunned for a while, and even subconsciously stretched his hand to the side, instinctively thinking that he should be able to touch something.

And of course he didn't touch anything.

This was the second time Feng Yixun had a dream in recent days, and it was also the second time he woke up in a room smelling of pheromones, but the circumstances of the two times were very different.

The last time he was haunted by a long-lost nightmare, he woke up bored and annoyed, and the pheromones running around the room seemed to set off a storm.

This time, although the pheromone still floated all over the room, it was much softer.

This time, the pheromone scurrying around the room was more like a peacock, frantically opening its screen to the air, but the object it was trying to show was not within the radiation range at all.

"..."

After figuring out that he was just having a dream, and the reason was probably only during his susceptible period, Feng Yixun quickly tore himself from the bed, went to the bathroom attached to the master bedroom, and took a refreshing morning bath.

When he got up and got out of bed, his movements were a little awkward, and his mood was as complicated as when he was a teenager experiencing puberty for the first time.

And until the calming bath was over, he touched the terminal and found that it would be half an hour earlier than his usual wake-up time.

Dreams are the refraction of the subconscious mind, and they are also a silent reminder of the functions of a certain part of the body to the brain. If the last dream was the first sign of a susceptible period, which symbolized that he would become irritable and emotionally sensitive, then this time, this dream is probably Reminding him that the stage of the susceptible period that needs "expression" the most is finally coming.

It came at a bit too untimely, which made Mr. Feng, who had to be in contact with people from morning till night, licked his tongue slightly.

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