The bodyguard I picked up is BOSS

Fu Ling felt dirty.

Objectively speaking, there is no sweat on his body, on the contrary, he is very refreshing.But it was still difficult for him to accept that he had sex with a man in a daze.Moreover, he has an obsession with mental cleanliness, and feels that Xu Guanrong after recovering his memory is Xu Guanrong, and has nothing to do with Fu Da.So, he had sex with someone who had attacked him in the dark.

So he put on his bathrobe and went to the bathroom.When Xu Guanrong passed by, the man suddenly said:

"I washed it for you last night."

Fu Ling was so frightened that she quickly clasped her fists at him: "I love you!"

In the bathroom, after completely cutting off the man's sight, Fu Ling's tense body slowly relaxed.

"call--"

He leaned his back against the wall, leaning all his weight on it, and stared blankly at himself in the mirror.

His eyes were swollen beyond words, and his mouth was as red as a sausage.But the pimples that appeared on his face due to pheromone imbalance actually disappeared a lot because of the abominable loss of control last night.

The water pressure of the shower was very strong, and it sprayed knee-high water on the ground, hitting Fu Ling's legs here and there sporadically.It's good to get drunk, at least he recalled some clips of chatting with Xiao Boyan yesterday, and knew what his heart was in a daze.

Knowing what you want is hard.

But it's easy not to want something.

He didn't want to repeat the scene of lying on the wine table last night and yelling "I miss him so much", that scene of heart-wrenching, laughing and crying.

wow——

He stood in the water flow and let the powerful water pressure hit from the top of his head. The clear water followed the contours of his face and gathered into a flow at his chin, and hit the ground straight, but separated into water droplets when he approached the ground. , Just like the bead curtain in the boudoir in ancient times.

The clothes had turned into old pickles on the ground, and Fu Ling couldn't wear them, so she asked Zhou Xiaozhu to buy a set from outside.The poor little assistant was left idle for a whole day because his artist wanted to "go out with friends", and when he knocked on the door of the hotel the next day, he was shocked.

"you are?"

Facing Xu Guanrong who came to open the door, he realized that this person looked familiar but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before. He took a step back to look at the room number, and found that it was indeed the address that Fu Ling had sent him.Then he pulled out a polite and cautious smile:

"Hello, may I ask, is Fu Ling here?"

Xu Guanrong's eyes fell on the clothes bag he was holding in his arms, "Is it the one who delivered the clothes? Give it to me."

"Then that!" Zhou Xiaozhu felt that this man's aura was like the Rakshasa seen in novels, even if the other party came to get the bag, he didn't let go immediately, "Fu Ling... are you okay?"

Xu Guanrong raised his eyebrows in displeasure, "He's taking a bath, if you're worried, you can go in and have a look."

Zhou Xiaozhu sneered, "Well, then there's no need. Please tell him that we have another announcement at three o'clock in the afternoon. I'll wait for him outside."

Xu Guanrong sized him up for two seconds, "Did you come by car?"

"Oh, yes yes."

"That's fine."

Xu Guanrong happily returned to the room, gave up the idea of ​​calling the secretary to pick him up, turned on the TV, and switched channels aimlessly.

When Fu Ling came out, he happened to see him sitting cross-legged on the sofa, holding the remote control in his hand, pressing it repeatedly.The golden sunlight spread over him, driving away the previous chill.

At that moment, he felt in a daze that Fu Da had returned.

He used to exercise on the treadmill in the living room, and Fu Da liked to press the remote control next to him. At first glance, he was staring at the TV, but in fact he wanted to secretly watch him.

Because of this scene, the thought in Fu Ling's heart was slightly shaken.

In Phil's Hospital, Xiao Boyan didn't go to work because of a hangover. After receiving a call from Fu Ling, he immediately made an appointment with another trusted pheromone expert.For this situation, experts have seen a lot.So I propose two solutions:

Or, surgery to remove the gland.

Or, take three months of drug treatment, and after the degree of label binding weakens, use a dissociating agent to release it.

Of course, it would save a lot of trouble if they decided to make mistakes together.

"You can go back and think about it. It's best to tell me the answer before nine o'clock tonight." The doctor signed the medical certificate and gave Fu Ling a meaningful look.

Yes, anyone with a discerning eye can see unusual emotions in his eyes. This kind of emotion is as complicated as a dye vat, and it is impossible for two people who have a "one-night stand" to appear.

"I want to talk to you." After coming out, Fu Ling asked Zhou Xiaozhu to go back to the company first, and took the medical certificate signed by the doctor back to ask for leave.Anyway, the doctor's words are like Martian script, no one can understand them, as long as they can ask for leave.

Xu Guanrong made a reservation at a nearby Chinese restaurant that focuses on health preservation, "OK."

It's time to sort out this garbled feeling.

Fu Ling has always disliked nonsense, so when Xu Guanrong signaled to listen carefully, he immediately organized his words:

"I'm not going to cut the glands."

It is difficult for people to know what they want.But it's easy not to want anything.

"In my opinion, whether it's sexual desire or marking, these are good experiences in themselves. I will not give up the opportunity to experience the beauty of the rest of my life just because of one mistake."

Fu Ling's reasons are very good and objective.Or any other person would make the same decision as him.

Permanent markers are difficult to eradicate, and precisely because they are difficult, this is a major topic that scientists struggle with day and night.From the impossible eradication in the past, to three years, to one year, and now to three months.In fact, it has improved a lot.

However, for people who are eager to get rid of it, three months is still too little.Many people have questioned how to solve it if they are QQ or forced to have a relationship?Until the year before last, the government passed a draft - if the criminals who forcibly have sex with others are permanently marked, they will be punished with the removal of the glands.

As long as one of the two parties who produce the mark removes the gland, the relationship can also be terminated.

However, the difficulty of Fu Ling's matter is that both of them actually don't want to dissolve the relationship in their hearts, but one is that they haven't filtered out their own thoughts.The other one, out of face, had to make up a passable reason.

"Mr. Fu's idea coincides with mine."

Xu Guanrong poured the white yam soup into a bowl and placed it in front of Fu Ling, "Indeed, it's really too stupid to completely castrate the taste of trying pheromone fusion just because of a mistake."

So, just make a mistake.

Fu Ling didn't think so. According to his own plan, he proposed immediately after blocking the first solution:

"So, let's go back to our respective homes, take our own medicine, and then wait three months for the dissociative agent to be dispensed!"

He clasped his hands together and made a crisp sound. He looked at Xu Guanrong flickeringly, waiting for the other party to say "deal".

"I don't think it's appropriate." Xu Guanrong said his evaluation leisurely, and then helped Fu Ling pick up two pieces of chicken with serving chopsticks.They take good care of each other without feeling overly intimate.

"What's wrong?"

"Mr. Fu thinks, after the marking, can the two parties really achieve 'going back to their own homes'? Without the regulation of pheromones, the body will experience many discomforts. For example, insomnia, such as endocrine disorders. Mr. Fu is also engaged in performing arts Work often requires day and night to be turned upside down, so the requirements on the body and skin are probably very high, right?"

He spoke very easily, and did not deliberately increase his tone to convince Fu Ling, because he knew that the few words just now were enough to set off the alarm in Fu Ling's heart.

Sure enough, Fu Ling's expression froze all of a sudden.He thought of the acne that broke out when he and Fu Da slept separately before, and he felt a chill in his heart.

"So, what do you mean?"

"If possible, I would like to maintain a relationship with Mr. Fu for three months."

Fu Ling digested this sentence over and over again, feeling a little guilty: "You mean...you want to keep me?"

Xu Guanrong hooked his lips kindly, and his eyes shone with joy:

"Smart people don't speak dark words, yes."

"...You don't have to be so blunt." Fu Ling complained silently in her heart, without turning a corner. Xu Guanrong and Fu Da really deserved to be the same person.

"I don't like wasting time on these things." Xu Guanrong explained lightly.

"I don't like it either... But, can I know why?"

Xu Guanrong thought for a while, "I think Mr. Fu is a very interesting person."

"that's it?"

"Isn't that enough? Interesting souls are rare."

"Indeed, sometimes the same person has two souls." Fu Ling muttered quietly.

"what?"

"Nothing. You said three months, right?"

"Yes."

"I have to think about it. I'm not just a casual person."

"Of course, how about before nine o'clock in the evening?"

"This, is this too hasty?"

"I need to get back to the doctor."

"That's right, he asked us to give him an answer before nine o'clock." Fu Ling glanced at the phone, "It's two o'clock now, which means I still have seven hours?"

"Yes."

"Huh—" Fu Ling let out a big breath, but she didn't feel relaxed, "Then let's eat first, I will think about it carefully."

It's "will think about it", not "you don't even think about it".

This answer made Xu Guanrong's fingers on his knees tap happily, but this movement was hidden under the table and Fu Ling couldn't see it.

The scent of yam soup wafted in the air, rippling away, flying along with the hidden joy that even the owner didn't fully notice.

Extra sweet.

The author has something to say: Fu Ling: If I finally agreed to him, it must be because I was kidnapped!