obedient lover

"Yes...thank you, Mr. Li." Xia An nodded, and the control of her body finally returned to her when Li Feng pulled away from him, and her heart beat extraordinarily because of this.

Li Feng bypassed him and continued to walk forward, and the directors behind followed him one after another. Someone continued to introduce the progress of the department's work to him, and Li Feng seemed to listen casually.

When Li Feng passed by, many young girls in the department followed him involuntarily.

Li Feng would occasionally greet them. He never hesitated to compliment others lightly. When his narrow eyes swept over them, they would mistake him for God's favored darling.

Probably no one would dislike this type of man—young and rich, romantic, humorous, able to take jokes, and outstanding in handling affairs.

It's a pity, everyone knows that Mr. Li never plays with our company's artists.

At this time, Xia An, who was touched by Li Feng, suddenly became the focus of everyone's attention.

He intentionally ignored the jealous and envious gazes cast by others, and continued his work with his head down.

After changing his clothes, when the makeup artist touches up his makeup, he always feels his right eye is twitching.

Fortunately, perhaps because he was extra cautious, he did not encounter any troubles until the end of the filming.

The agent packed his things for him and left the studio with him.

"You go back to the company first, I have something to deal with." Xia An opened the door of the sports car Zhuo Fan gave him, and greeted the manager with a smile.This is still in high spirits, as if he wasn't the one who was so frightened that he didn't even dare to lift his head.

"Okay, be careful on the road." The manager replied, "Don't forget about your schedule tonight. I will call you when the time comes. Don't put your phone on silent, or I won't be able to contact you every time."

"I know." Xia An increased the volume of the ringtone in front of the manager, and then showed it to the manager, "Here, don't worry, I will be there on time. Mr. Xie's temper is bad, I dare not be late of."

"Okay." The agent nodded reassuringly, walked out of the garage, and went to take a taxi by himself.

Xia An didn't start the car for a long time, he leaned his head on the back of the seat, looked at the roof of the car for a while, and suddenly smiled happily.

Afterwards, he adjusted his mood, and when he stepped on the accelerator, the car didn't move.

"Huh?" Xia An tried again, this time the car staggered forward for a short distance and stopped again.

He hurriedly opened the car door to see if there was anything blocking the way, but he was surprised to find that his tires were pierced by something, and they all burst...

No.1 People's Hospital, early in the morning.

An Nuo was awakened by Zhuo Fan.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and when he met Zhuo Fan's arrogant and handsome face, he asked puzzledly, "Brother Fan, what's wrong?"

"Get up and have breakfast." Zhuo Fan glanced at the food on the table, "Don't wait for it to get cold."

"Brother Fan, can I sleep again..."

Before An Nuo finished speaking, Zhuo Fan suddenly grabbed his arm and pulled him up from the bed: "You don't want your stomach? The stomach pain feels so comfortable that you want to have stomach cancer?"

His patience with An Nuo will be revealed in just a few seconds, and this is the Zhuo Fan he is familiar with.

"I see." An Nuo had to sit up, he lowered his head and rubbed his eyes.

Because of the effect of the medicine, not only did he fail to wake up under the effect of the biological clock today, but he was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes.

He threw off the quilt and got out of bed in a daze, and went to the side to wash up.

"I'll take you out of the hospital this afternoon." Zhuo Fan leaned against the wall and said, looking at An Nuo's profile.

An Nuo was stunned when he brushed his teeth. He spit out the toothpaste froth in his mouth, turned his head and asked, "Brother Fan, what time is it in the afternoon?"

"There is a social gathering at noon, and I will pick you up after the end, around two o'clock."

An Nuo unhurriedly took a mouthful of water before spitting it out: "I thought you would let me stay in the hospital for a few more days."

"What is there to live in?" Zhuo Fan walked behind An Nuo, raised his hand around his waist, and naturally stretched the elastic band on his hospital trousers, and walked around as he wanted.

He didn't like the smell of disinfectant in the hospital, and he didn't like the way An Nuo slept on the hospital bed without opening his eyes, even though he knew that the other party was just sleeping.Because it would give him a deep, almost ghastly panic of being alone.

"Brother Fan..." Annuo Yinzhuo Fan's abdomen suddenly tensed up, and he could hardly hold the water glass in his hand.

"Hmm." Zhuo Fan answered in his ear, and put his lips on his small earlobe.

Anuo simply put down the things in his hands, leaned his head on Zhuo Fan's shoulder, half-closed his eyes and opened his mouth to breathe.

At this moment, Zhuo Fan's heartbeat accelerated for him.

He is obviously the one who controls An Nuo's body.

He is obviously the one who controls An Nuo's desire.

But why is it that he is always the one being drawn... without exception, it is him every time!

When An Nuo was whipped by his subordinates until he was lying in front of him covered in blood, seeing An Nuo curling up in fear but not daring to dodge, he was the one who couldn't continue, and he was the one who let An Nuo go.

When An Nuo fell down the stairs, he was the one who rushed down the stairs to hug An Nuo, seeing An Nuo with his eyes closed and trembling in his arms, it was he who was so distressed that he almost tore apart, and covered his mouth in pain. But it was him who accidentally vomited all his hard work.

An Nuo knelt down in front of him for the first time, and carefully handed the teacup to his hand. After being kicked away by him, he watched An Nuo crawl over and pick up the fragments of the teacup in a panic.

"I fucking think you are like a well." Zhuo Fan stroked An Nuo's Adam's Apple with his other hand, and then grabbed his slender neck gently, "Unfathomable."

"Brother Fan, don't you know how deep I am?" An Nuo closed his eyes and smiled.

"You are too fake." Zhuo Fan showed a smile on the corner of his mouth, "I don't know how many faces are hidden under this face of yours." When you don't love yourself, you pretend to love yourself, but now you love yourself, Zhuo Fan also Unable to verify.

"Every face loves you." An Nuo said.

Hearing this, Zhuo Fan slowly moved away the hand on An Nuo's neck, and at the same time let go of his body, and said uncomfortably, "Don't leave breakfast."

"Hmm." An Nuo responded, sat back on the bed, picked up the food, and asked in a low voice, "Brother Fan, can you stay here for an extra hour?"

"No."

"Why didn't you ask me why, just refused?"

"Is it necessary for me to ask your opinion?" Zhuo Fan raised his eyebrows.

"...No need." An Nuo slowly lowered his eyes, took a bite of the pancake in his hand, his face was a little heavy.

He had to find an opportunity to meet the nurse alone, arrange an extra bottle of drip for himself, and delay the time...

Zhuo Fan stayed with him until noon, staring at An Nuo after lunch, and then drove to the banquet.

During the period, An Nuo persuaded the little nurse to prepare another bottle of drip for him with rhetoric, and even made an appointment with the little girl.

Zhuo Fan has a strong sense of time. At about two o'clock, he opened the door of the ward on time.

An Nuo has a stronger concept of time control than him. Before Zhuo Fan said the words to take him away, the little nurse stepped in and hung the drip on the bracket next to him.

"Why is there another bottle?" Zhuo Fan asked.

"The patient's stomach pain didn't stop completely, so I added an extra bottle." When the little nurse was speaking, she glanced at An Nuo.

Zhuo Fan had no choice but to sit on the chair next to him and wait.

After another half an hour, Zhuo Fan was so bored that when he started playing games, his phone suddenly had a caller ID.

He glanced at the caller, and naturally connected to the phone, and Xia An's crying voice came through the receiver immediately.

"Brother Zhuo, I seem to have accidentally offended someone and was beaten up...can you come pick me up..."

"Where are you?" Zhuo Fan asked.

"I'm in the garage of a company under Li's Group..." Xia An couldn't help crying as she spoke.

"what's the situation?"

"Two people came up from behind me and beat me up, and now they're gone... My clothes were torn... My car tire was punctured by them... I can't go, you come and pick me up Am I okay..."

"Stay still, I'll be right over." Zhuo Fan hung up the phone after speaking, picked up his coat and was about to go.

"Brother Fan, can you not go?" An Nuo immediately got out of bed and held Zhuo Fan's hand, his voice was full of pleading, "You clearly promised me that you won't keep a lover..."

"I'll come back when I send him home." Zhuo Fan said, "I have nothing to do with him."

"It doesn't matter. Why did you go there? Whether he is dead or alive is none of your business? Why can he call you away with just one phone call, and I don't even have the qualifications to call you? Even if he is not a lover, he is more important than me, and more important than me." Can I get more respect from you?"

An Nuo may have lost control, and he has forgotten that not only is he not qualified to call Zhuo Fan, but he is also not qualified to speak loudly to Zhuo Fan, let alone question Zhuo Fan.

"I said I have nothing to do with him, but it's okay. Don't make me repeat, An Nuo." Zhuo Fan slowly pushed An Nuo's hand away, "Can't you be more obedient? I'll come back after sending him off. Now lie down and lie down obediently." bed."

An Nuo watched Zhuo Fan take his hand away from his arm little by little, held back the redness in his eyes, and held back no further sound.

He nodded and climbed back onto the bed.

Zhuo Fan opened the door and went out. Xu Shi walked too fast and didn't even close the door.

An Nuo looked at the back of Zhuo Fan leaving, with a variety of emotions in his eyes struggling, grievance, disappointment, sadness, so many that he couldn't count them.

Obedient... heh...

Isn't he obedient enough...

This is the result of him staying with Zhuo Fan in the form of a pet, without the right to speak or refuse.

Zhuo Fan is what he says, and he can only be obedient besides being obedient...

Zhuo Fan doesn't think about what he is thinking at all, because there is no need...

He doesn't get even a little respect from Zhuo Fan, because he is just a lover around Zhuo Fan who must be obedient no matter when and where.

The bodyguard at the door kindly helped An Nuo to close the door at last. An Nuo stared at the white door for a long while, his hands tightly gripping the quilt were finally loosened, and all the emotions in his eyes were completely silent.

He is leaving too.

He is leaving.

He is tired.

He didn't want to stay like this anymore, not at all.

If Zhuo Fan can't learn to respect him, he won't come back to Zhuo Fan again.