I've fucked up all the bosses

green tea nine

The slender cat ears drooped softly, the boy's blue eyes were half-opened, the long eyelashes trembled slightly, and his eyes were blurred and out of focus.

His face was flushed, there was a little sweat on the tip of his nose, the rouge-like glow flew from the corners of his eyes to the end of his eyes, his petal-like red lips were slightly parted, revealing a wet pink tongue.

Fu Sihan held his flexible waist, the expression in his eyes was turbulent, and countless gleams swam in his black and blue eyes.

He held the boy's waist with one hand, and pinched the boy's chin with the other, forcing the boy to raise his head helplessly and look at him.

Hua Chao woke up, he realized that he had turned into a human uncontrollably, he had completely stripped off his vest, and pierced the last layer of window paper between the two of them.

Facing Fu Sihan's deep eyes, the cat ears on Hua Chao's head instantly flattened, and he sat on Fu Sihan's lap nervously, looking at him with a helpless expression.

Fu Sihan wears a suit and leather shoes, wearing a meticulous smoke-gray suit. When Hua Chao turned into a cat, he had smooth fur. After turning into a human, only smooth white skin remained. He had no clothes to wear, except for two cat ears and It has a cat tail, and the whole body is not covered with a single thread. It doesn't look like a serious cat at first glance.

In this situation, cat ears and cat tails can only add fuel to the flames. It is better to have nothing. Looking at Fu Sihan's neat suit and tie, and looking at himself naked, no matter how thick-skinned Hua Chao is, he can't bear it. I couldn't help blushing.

He picked up the tail of the cat behind him and put it around his waist to cover the important parts. The puppet cat's tail has a lot of hair. The big gray and white tail is wrapped around the waist. Below is a pair of long legs that are white and pink.

Seeing the expression in Fu Sihan's eyes getting darker and deeper, Hua Chao secretly thought something was wrong in his heart, and quickly struggled in Fu Sihan's arms with a blushing face.

While Hua Chao was struggling, someone suddenly slapped his buttocks. Fu Sihan squinted his eyes slightly, and said calmly, "Where else do you want to go? Do you want to sneak into another man's house and lie on top of other men's shirts?"

After he finished speaking, Hua Chao was hit on the buttocks by him again.

Hua Chao recovered from the astonishment, and looked surprised: "Compared with this, shouldn't you be more concerned about how your cat became your beloved ex-boyfriend?"

Anyway, the shirt shouldn't be the center of attention, right?

Fu Sihan pinched the tip of Hua Chao's tail, and said in a low voice: "It doesn't matter, whether it's a human or a cat, it's you after all. You've fallen into my hands now, and the days to come are still long. You confess slowly."

The man lowered his head, his expression was still indifferent and dignified, and he was still as cold and unattainable as ice and snow, but those slender hands pinched the root of Hua Chao's tail, and stroked the root of the tail gently. Fluffy and soft cat fur.

Hua Chao's tone suddenly softened: "Well... don't touch my tail..."

Feline tails are very sensitive, and felines are prone to heat/estrus.

When Hua Chao was filming in the country before, he was so disturbed by cats that he couldn't sleep. At that time, Fu Sihan went to visit the crew, and the two of them were lying on the kang in the country. He took his hand and said softly.

"If only you could be a cat, preferably a very small cat."

"Why? Do you like cats?"

The painter gently stroked his hair: "No, but if Chao Chao turns into a cat, I will like it very much."

I don't know if this is a prophecy, but now that he has turned into a cat, this emotional body really makes him miserable.

He limply fell into Fu Sihan's arms, hugged his shoulders with a flushed face, the two cat ears on top of his head rubbed against Fu Sihan's face, and looked at Fu Sihan's face with wet blue eyes.

Fu Sihan's breathing was obviously messed up, and it was impossible for a man who had been thirsty for three years to learn to restrain himself, even if this man always had a restrained face, and was called a high-altitude flower that could only be seen from a distance.

Hua Chao opened those wet eyes, stretched out a beautiful hand to grab Fu Sihan's tie, and said in a soft voice: "Does Master Fu, who turns stones into gold, like kittens? They are delicate and soft and easy to push down." You can still call your old meow."

Fu Sihan looked at Hua Chao firmly, then he took Hua Chao's hand and slowly unbuttoned his suit.

Men who are engaged in art can even take off their clothes so gracefully.

The petite kitten with a soft body and a soft body flicked its big tail and kissed it.

......

One person and one cat fought fiercely until midnight, and both sides were very enthusiastic.

It's a pity that the cat's tail is too sensitive. Halfway through the battle, he ate several navel oranges and couldn't help meowing in protest.

The next day, a sluggish puppet cat appeared on the bedside. Its sleek and beautiful fur became a mess, and its shiny cat eyes were dull, as if its energy had been sucked dry. .

There is no ploughed land, only exhausted cattle.

Fu Sihan was refreshed. He put on his clothes and kissed the cat's head: "Chao Chao wants to go to the art exhibition with me?"

Hua Chao turned around and pointed his butt at him.

Fu Sihan didn't force it either, rolled up his sleeves and made a meal, told Hua Chao to eat well, and then went to the art exhibition.

Fu Sihan used to be a very good painter with amazing artistic talent. He was very, very poor in the first half of his life. He often saved money to buy a tube of paint. He also wore thin clothes in winter and held a flower stand. Stand in the snow-falling park to find inspiration about snow scenes.

He never gave up painting in the first half of his poor life, and nothing can stop his love of painting.

However, in the second half of his life when he was rich in food and clothing, although he had countless wealth, it was difficult for him to pick up the brush and draw a satisfactory painting.

Since he jumped into the sea, he has suffered from serious mental illness. Every time he picks up a paintbrush, he thinks of the seawater that submerged him that day.

The twilight under the sea surface, the swaying sea surface above the field of vision, the sea water pouring into the nasal cavity, the gradually slackening consciousness...

What's more, there is Hua Chao's face, leaving the cruel words that day, those words completely negated his life, the thoughts and enthusiasm in his heart collapsed overnight, completely crushing him.

Fu Sihan strolled around the art exhibitions. Since he returned to Fu's family to engage in business, the places he visited most often were various art exhibitions.

People in the business circle knew his hobbies, and they always pretended to meet him casually in art exhibitions.

Fu Sihan doesn't like to be disturbed during the process of appreciating paintings, and every time he visits an art exhibition, he has to bring two assistants to stop people.

As time goes by, everyone knows his habit, and no one will lean towards him without winking, just to make fun of himself.

If there are no accidents, this should be a very peaceful day, but accidents always happen from time to time.

Assistant Zhou Yun looked at the 'Hua Chao' walking in front of him, and his eyelids twitched uncontrollably.

The boss behind him was stopping in front of a painting. Zhou Yun stretched out his arm to stop the young man who wanted to get closer, and said politely and politely: "I'm sorry, Mr. Fu doesn't like to be disturbed when he is admiring the paintings. If Hua Chao If you have anything to do, you can make an appointment with me, and I will tell Mr. Fu for you."

Zou Qing never thought that he would be blocked by people. During these days when he became Huachao, he always hugged everywhere, always surrounded by a large number of people, even wearing a hat to cover his face would attract fans scream.

The Zhou family's Zhou Yan has an ambiguous relationship with him, and the famous directors and investors in the entertainment industry also support him because of this relationship. When filming, he doesn't have to take it too seriously. No matter what the filming looks like, the director has to smile at him .

He has 8000 million fans on his Weibo account, and he can get tens of thousands of comments for just posting a selfie.

Ever since he had this face, he never felt left out, and he could easily get everything he wanted.

Zou Qing's expression changed when Zhou Yun stopped him, and his face became hot for a moment.

He squeezed out a smile and said to Zhou Yun: "I think Mr. Fu Fu will be willing to see me. I have something to tell him. Please tell me."

Zhou Yun rolled her eyes in her heart. To be honest, as Fu Sihan's personal assistant, he knows the boss's past affairs better than anyone else.

In good conscience, Zhou Yun felt that there was nothing wrong with the flower tide back then. He fell in love with a poor painter in his best youth. He lived in the basement with the poor Fu Sihan, and stood on the cold street to help Fu Sihan sell Unappreciated paintings, they laughed together, lost together, and accompanied each other through those difficult days.

We are all adults, so we don’t think about things so one-sidedly. It is very common to dislike the poor and love the rich. Poor and lowly couples suffer from all kinds of sorrows. Without money, it is difficult to move an inch. No matter how deep-seated love is, it will be smoothed out by the bleak reality.

There is nothing wrong with choosing a better life.

It's just that after the ex-boyfriend turned into a billionaire Fu family's eldest son and then rushed to climb up, this kind of behavior will inevitably be a bit cheap.

Moreover, Zhou Yan of the Zhou family is not clear to him. Isn't this just eating from the pot and looking at the bowl, and the appearance of eating is too ugly.

Because of Fu Sihan, Zhou Yun paid special attention to Hua Chao. As a social animal, Zhou Yun inevitably admired an actor with outstanding professional ability. Every time Hua Chao made a new movie, he would buy tickets to support him.

However, recently, the superstar's business ability has declined seriously, and his acting skills are terrible compared to before. After two consecutive movies, no big director is willing to find him. He has recently started filming TV series.

I heard that the production team of the TV series he filmed was not very good, because he was paid a lot of money to take this TV series.

This is too disrespectful to his feathers.

At this time, Zhou Yun didn't have a good impression of Hua Chao, and his words were all faint.

Zou Qing looked at Zhou Yun who refused to give an inch in front of him, and he became annoyed in his heart, and his tone was quite aggressive: "Why do you stop me, how do you know that Fu Sihan doesn't want to see me."

Zhou Yun: "..." His boss would have turned his head long ago if he wanted to see this person. The distance between them is not too far, as long as they are not deaf, they will definitely be able to hear the movement.

Zou Qing took a sudden diagonal step, bypassing Zhou Yun and rushed to Fu Sihan's side. He believed that Fu Sihan would not be indifferent to him.

But just as he took a half step, another assistant standing behind Fu Sihan stopped him again.

This assistant is a retired special soldier. He grabbed Zou Qing effortlessly with one hand, and pushed him back very unceremoniously, almost causing Zou Qing to fall over.

"Mr., please respect yourself. If you make trouble again, I will call the security guard."

Zou Qing didn't even touch a piece of Fu Sihan's clothes.

At this moment, Fu Sihan, who had been concentrating on looking at the painting, suddenly turned his head and followed Zou Qing's direction.

Zou Qing breathed a sigh of relief, he knew that this man would never forget him.

He stood up straight, and was about to put on a nice pose, when he suddenly heard the crisp knocking sound of his heels on the ground.

"Da da da"

A girl in a pink Lolita skirt swayed her seductive waist and walked towards Fu Sihan.

The girl was wearing white sheepskin shoes, revealing her pinkish white ankles. Layers of pink skirts hung down her slender waist, swaying with her steps, like powder swaying in the wind. Tender buds.

Many people in the art exhibition were chasing the girl with their eyes. The wide-brimmed lace hat on the girl's head covered most of her face. She walked straight to Fu Sihan and stretched out a hand wearing a white lace glove. He lowered the bonnet on his head.

Zou Qing glanced at the girl, waiting to see the girl's joke.

The girl walked briskly, her heels hitting the ground, and the ribbon on the white sheepskin shoes tied two beautiful bows on her ankles. Every time she took a step, the bows on her ankles would shake slightly, like a bird fluttering its wings. A white butterfly about to fly.

The girl walked straight towards Fu Sihan, Zhou Yun was stunned for a while before stepping forward to stop the girl.

"Sorry, Mr. Fu doesn't like to be disturbed when he's looking at paintings."

The girl once again stretched out her fingers and lowered the soft hat, revealing only the very delicate and beautiful lower half of her face.

While lowering the bonnet, the girl snorted softly: "I'm just going to see the paintings, and I don't want to see Mr. Fu!"

The voice was delicate and pleasant, soft and sweet, but Zhou Yun wondered if there was something wrong with his ears, otherwise how could he hear that it was a boy's voice?Male, boy?

At this moment, the two assistants who were in charge of blocking people stopped together, their faces were colorful, and they all looked suspicious of life.

The author has something to say: Women's clothing is good, and the skirt is thrown... (x)

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the code word is too devoted to the number of words, and it's almost ten o'clock after I finish writing (bow)

感谢在2020-06-0220:57:24~2020-06-0321:41:39期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Chaohua Xishi, Jiujiujiu 1;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Jessica, herring, and the hot god who was attacked by Lucy; 2 bottles of Shuiyueluo, Night Chang'an; Ai Li, Shiyi, Xueli Xunsi, Clarifying Ye, Mao Xingyue 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!