The bodyguard I picked up is BOSS

Fu Ling's apartment is not big, only about [-] square meters.But fortunately, he lives alone, so he doesn't feel cramped. On the contrary, after converting the two bedrooms into a movie room and a cloakroom, it seems to be more than enough.

A treadmill is placed in the living room near the balcony, facing the TV diagonally.

Fu Ling's usual schedule is not busy, and most of the time he is free, so he often runs.Sometimes there will be a talk show I like, and I will run while listening to it. After a solid sweat, I will take a hot bath.Well, life is wonderful!

But today, there was a small episode in the running schedule, which greatly reduced Fu Ling's experience - because there was always a pair of eyes staring at him!

The reason was that today's breakfast was only nine o'clock, after Fu Da cleaned up the kitchen clumsily, he came to sit next to Fu Ling, and then stared at him openly.

"Hey, I said."

"What's the matter, Brother Ling?"

Fu Ling stopped pressing the remote control, and moved her eyes from the TV screen to Fu Da's enthusiastic face, "Can you stop staring at me?"

After being questioned by the hospital, Fu Da learned to be smart this time, and found a reason early: "But Doctor Xiao said, we just marked it not long ago, and we need comfort from the other party."

"So you're staring at me?"

"Ok!"

"you!"

"Because last night, after taking a bath, I felt that the smell on brother Ling's body became weaker. I felt uncomfortable, so I kept tossing and turning, and couldn't sleep. But I know that brother Ling is sleeping, so I can't disturb you. So I just endured it.”

Fu Da's attributes determined that he would not lie, so when his words fell into Fu Ling's ears, it brought back the memory of his restless sleep last night.It seems that there is indeed a little discomfort, but it is not very strong, as if there is a claw in the heart that has been scratching.

He finds it strange that temporary marks are also marks, and both parties need the other party's information to comfort them when they are first formed.But it is obvious that the suppression sticker has been pasted, why is there still a reaction?

Later, he asked Xiao Boyan, and then he knew the answer: his and Fu Da's pheromone levels are both A-level, even with the suppression stickers, there is no way to completely eliminate the pheromone response.

Fu Da didn't know what he was thinking, so he just continued what he said before:

"It wasn't until Brother Ling appeared this morning that the uncomfortable feeling disappeared, so I have to take a second look at Brother Ling while I can see him."

That's why he kept staring at Fu Ling.

But in fact, it is not a question of whether to see or not, but a question of pheromones and smell.This so-called "discomfort" occurs as long as two people are not in the same room.

"Look again, believe it or not, I'll add another article to the contract?" Fu Ling finally threatened.

Fu Da hurriedly turned his gaze to the TV screen, and asked sullenly for a while: "But Brother Ling, why don't you like me watching you?"

Fu Ling clicked his tongue and made up a random reason: "I'm allergic to A."

Fu Da seemed to be trapped in the water of Coptis chinensis, and his whole body was suffering from the inside out: "Oh..."

Fu Ling felt like he had done something wrong, and the most effective way at this time was to divert his attention.So he had an idea and went for a run.

So it became now, Fu Da casually pinched the remote control, and glanced at the window every two seconds.And Fu Ling, who was so focused on running, couldn't completely calm down. All he could think about was, why is this guy so clingy?

Half an hour later, Fu Ling's neckline was already soaked with sweat, sticking to his skin, and it wouldn't fluctuate because of the running movement.

Sunlight poured in from the window, and from Fu Da's perspective, he could only see Fu Ling's silhouette traced by the sun, as well as the crystal beads of sweat occasionally dripping from his chin.Fu Ling's usual exercise is running, so she doesn't have the graceful muscle lines of the fitness crowd. The height of 179 is considered to be in the middle and lower reaches of the entertainment industry, but because of the good proportion of the body, the legs look very slender.In addition, the natural frame is small, so it always gives people a feeling of weakness.

Weak, also, lovable.

Fu Da could completely imagine the feeling of his own big hand attached to his bony butterfly bone.

huh-huh-

There was the sound of Fu Ling's exercising breathing in his ears, two steps and one breath, two steps and one exhalation, Fu Da didn't know when he was assimilated, and when he realized it, he had already followed Fu Ling's breathing frequency—— —

Brother Ling is really nice and sexy!

Even the sweat is so sexy!

Breathing is so sexy too!

The remote control in his hand suddenly stopped moving, and the TV series in front of him suddenly went silent.All Fu Da could think about was Fu Ling, until the doorbell suddenly rang:

"jingle--"

"Who?"

After Yaxing was interrupted, Fu Da was not very happy, his sword eyebrows were raised, and he looked at the door with a bone-chilling chill.

Fu Ling didn't see this expression, but just slowed down the speed of the treadmill, "It's lunch, you go and get it."

He had to work in the afternoon, so he couldn't just cook something and eat it at noon, so he ordered a Beijing Roast Duck. Considering Fu Da's amazing appetite, he specially ordered three servings.

When Fu Ling took a shower, he changed another restraint sticker. After sweating profusely, the effect of the restraint sticker would weaken, so he quickly changed it.After all, what happened that night was vivid in his memory, and he didn't want to feel Fu Da's strong pheromone again.

But when he was eating, he wanted to give himself a pestle again - the Peking duck he ordered, but Fu Da's right hand couldn't move, how could he eat it?

Fu Ling felt that living with a wounded person was really tiring, but he brought him home by himself, and he didn't do anything out of line, but instead he regretted or complained halfway, which was indeed a bit wicked.

So he found an extra-large spoon for Fu Da, dipped the duck in the sauce and put it on, and then pasted a few shredded cucumbers and green onions, because the sauce of Peking duck is very thick, so the shredded green onions will not stick to it Lose.The next step is to rely on Fu Da to use his astonishingly large mouth to eat this pile of things that should have been wrapped in dough in one gulp.

Well, perfect.

"Delicious! Brother Ling is so delicious!"

Fu Ling gave him a white look: "Please don't say delicious after my name, okay?"

Ambiguity.

"Okay! Brother Ling's rice is delicious!"

Fu Da is very cooperative with Fu Ling's words. In fact, as long as it is not the kind of request that prevents him from seeing him or getting close to him, Fu Da will agree without thinking.

After eating two mouthfuls like this, Fu Da's shoulders were shaking with joy, but he saw that Fu Ling didn't eat like him, but wrapped the meat and shredded green onion in the dough as if doing it by hand, and wrapped it into a small ball , and then put it in your mouth.Instead of finishing a bite, you only bite half of it, and you can see the rich sauce inside.

So he drew gourds in the same way, and it took 5 minutes with his left hand to make a deformed small dumpling.

Fu Ling took a look and didn't say anything, but felt that although Fu Da was tall and powerful, he was still a fastidious person in the final analysis.Until the man brought the wrapped roast duck to him like a treasure, and said with a smile:

"Brother Ling, this is for you to eat."

The author has something to say: Fu Ling: Is there always an illusion of raising children?

Fu Da (holding the water basin): Brother Ling washes his feet~