The sick and delicate boss was tortured into a strict wife

Being pulled all the way, the corner of Ouyang Ding's mouth never came down.

Every time I felt Bai Yuchen's pulling strength decrease and I wanted to let go.Ouyang Ding will deliberately fall backwards, pretending to be forced to pull away.

Seeing this, Bai Yuchen didn't let go of his hand, and chattered impatiently while pulling him.

What 'can you hurry up? '

What' are you imaginary?So blotted. Bai Yuchen said all the things that no one dared to say to Ouyang Ding on weekdays.

As for where he was going, Ouyang Ding didn't even ask.

Met a lot of people, including artists and staff.

Every time he meets one, that person will definitely put on a demented expression and look at the two people who are rushing forward and backward in front of him.

"Am I hallucinating? I just saw a very sloppy man dragging the president past me..."

"I saw it too~"

"Depend on!"

......

"Who is that?"

"President."

"I know! I'm asking the one in front!"

......

"Then isn't shemale white?!"

"Fuck!!!"

"I'm donating my eyes."

......

After finally pulling him to the music room, Bai Yuchen was sweating from exhaustion.

He raised his hand and lifted his undershirt and wiped his forehead.

The white and delicate waist was exposed in Ouyang Ding's eyes.

At first, it was a pity that it retracted and didn't hold my hand again, but now I can't wait for this hand to keep pulling on the clothes and never let it go again.

After admiring the back, Ouyang Ding walked to the front cautiously, and found that Bai Yuchen still had two waist dimples, as well as those not-so-obvious abdominal muscles.

Ouyang Ding rubbed the fingers placed on the side of his legs, his face was blushing and his heart was beating, his throat felt dry.

But the sky failed to fulfill people's wishes, and the clothes were put down after a short time, covering the prosperity of the world.

Ouyang Ding could only imagine the scenery inside through the clothes.

"Hey, why are you in a daze?" Bai Yuchen stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Ouyang Ding's eyes.

Ouyang Ding raised his head, his face flushed, and he was thinking about how to reply.

"Go, go in."

"Oh."

Stepping into the music room again, Bai Yuchen was obviously different from last time.

Head held high, expression very uninhibited.

There is quite a taste of being arrogant.

Ouyang Ding followed behind and slightly raised the corners of his mouth.

Of course, Bai Yuchen didn't think so. According to his thinking, he brought a big vicious dog.

The staff in the music room are very lazy.The director was still sitting on the chair with his eyes slightly closed, not knowing whether he was dozing off or thinking about life.

The employee who blasted Bai Yuchen away saw Bai Yuchen coming in again, and immediately stepped forward: "Why are you here again?"

Ouyang Ding followed behind, blocked by Bai Yuchen, and the light was not strong, so the employees on the opposite side couldn't see clearly.Just as an assistant.

Bai Yuchen raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why can't I come?"

Employee: "Don't you have a B number in mind? You are not welcome here, go out."

Bai Yuchen didn't move.

Employee: "What's the matter with you? Don't you know how annoying you are? Can you be more conscious?"

Bai Yuchen smiled slightly, then turned to one side and issued a command to Ouyang Ding: "Go!"

......

Ouyang Ding's originally good mood was destroyed in an instant.

Is this TM bringing him in as a dog? !

The employee who was arguing with Bai Yuchen stopped the abuse in time: "Fuck you—President???"

Ouyang Ding fell into everyone's sight, everyone was shocked.

Even the director opened his eyes and bounced off his chair.After confirming the person, he ran to Ouyang Ding in a few steps.

With a dark face, Ouyang Ding resisted the urge to beat Bai Yuchen violently, and transferred his anger to other people: "What? Is the music room going to be independent or discriminating?"

The director quickly shook his head and waved his hands: "No, no."

Ouyang Ding: "No? Then why can't Bai Yuchen enter?"

Director: "If you can get in, you can get in. As long as you are a company artist, you can get in."

Ouyang Ding: "I'm asking why Bai Yuchen can't enter?!"

The director was in a cold sweat. Back then, when Bai Yuchen came, he was stopped by his subordinates. He didn't stop him because he wanted to use other people's hands to test the relationship between Bai Yuchen and Ouyang Ding.

After all, the surveillance video is ambiguous no matter how you look at it.

Now I'm secretly regretting, what a test, isn't it good to follow the sixth sense?

The director faltered and hawed for a long time, but he had no choice but to throw this question to the employee who blocked Bai Yuchen.

The employee was also stunned, he couldn't tell that Ouyang Ding was here to support Bai Yuchen.

"President, Bai Yuchen smashed the music room to pieces. We finally cleaned it up. What if he smashes it again? Besides, he doesn't know how to play musical instruments, and he hasn't announced anything. Why come to the music room?"

The director supported his forehead by the side, silly boy, do you want to be so honest, just say it casually.

After Bai Yuchen listened to it, he remembered the fight with Ouyang Ding and smashed up the music room.

"What do you call it? I didn't smash the music room! If it wasn't for Ouyang Ding to hit—ah! What are you doing?! You're sick!" Bai Yuchen was in the middle of arguing, when Ouyang Ding suddenly pinched his waist.

Seeing Bai Yuchen's vicious roar at Ouyang Ding, everyone trembled in their hearts.

But the director felt chills all over, he was afraid that when Ouyang Ding got angry, he would smash his musical instrument into pieces.

After all, in the monitoring, Ouyang Ding was so happy.

Ouyang Ding turned his head to Bai Yuchen's ear, and said in a low voice: "If others know that I beat you, they will not bully you to death in the future? You are so stupid."

The hot air blowing against the ears made it itchy, and that kind of itching made people shiver all over.

Bai Yuchen stretched out a hand, put it on Ouyang Ding's chin, and brushed his mouth away from his ear.

He picked his ear with one hand: "Speak well, don't blow into my ear, it's uncomfortable."

Ouyang Ding joked as if no one was there: "Uncomfortable? Where is it uncomfortable? Do you want me to help you?"

Although he and Yang Jia often drove together, Ouyang Ding always looked serious, and Bai Yuchen couldn't accept this sudden driving.

Bai Yuchen: "I found out why are you so shameless now? Let's settle the matter first, I'm in a hurry to use it."

He does not mean that.

It's as if Ouyang Ding can make a mess of it when the matter is settled.

Ouyang Ding was overjoyed, licked his lips, reluctantly turned his gaze away from Bai Yuchen, and turned his head to look at the speaker with a blank expression:

"If you smash it, you smash it. Does the company have no money to buy it? Are you required to pay for it or is the instrument out of stock?!"

Tsk tsk, listen, is this called human talk?

Bai Yuchen couldn't even listen to it. This was too crazy. It was almost like saying that labor and capital can't be spent all the money.

Before complaining, I heard Ouyang Ding say: "How do you know that Bai Yuchen can't play musical instruments? How do you know that he didn't announce? What do you know? He is a genius in music, and there must be a seat for him in the music hall in the future! I said Yes, the music room will be open to him all day in the future. If you have any questions, come to me! Do you hear me?!"

Don't dare to be a genius, big brother.I'm just a genius porter.

Even so, Bai Yuchen puffed up his chest in response to the occasion.Ouyang Ding gave him face like this, he can't lose his momentum.

Good brother, don't say much, it's all in my heart.

Bai Yuchen gave Ouyang Ding a look of approval.

Ouyang Ding was inexplicably encouraged.

After explaining the matter and making arrangements for Bai Yuchen, he whispered to Bai Yuchen, "Then you are here to play, I have something else to do, go get busy first. Remember to wait for me for dinner tonight."

"Well, good, go ahead."

Hypocritical, like a big girl, I have to wait for you to eat together, do you want to hold hands with me in the bathroom later?

Huh~ It's disgusting.

Thinking of this, Bai Yuchen shivered with aversion to cold.

After seeing off Ouyang Ding, the director looked at Bai Yuchen with a smile, his face full of flattery.

He was full from the wave of dog food just now.

If you can't learn how to be a human being, you won't be able to be a director.

Bai Yuchen wasn't one to take Joe, and he said that he didn't smile when he stretched out his hand, so he let him go.

With a clasp between his hands, he walked into the musical instrument room, sat down on the chair, picked up the guitar and started to do his own business.

The rest of the staff couldn't stand the excitement and began to gossip.

"Who can tell me that I just had a hallucination? It's a hallucination, right?"

"Did the CEO just say to Bai Yuchen: Do you want to help him with it? Ask him to wait for him to eat together?"

"...Shocking melon!! When did they... start?"

The director interrupted the gossip: "Okay, as long as you know about this, don't gossip around, do you know?"

"Hmm, don't worry, big men never talk too much."

At this time, a girl with glasses in the corner was dejected: "Why is Bai Yuchen? Why is shemale Bai? Why is he?!"

Some employees sighed, walked over, and comforted: "Okay, don't think too much, in fact, Bai Yuchen is really good-looking, so you can play as a CP."

Unexpectedly, the girl yelled with tears in her eyes: "If you can't do it, you can do it, anyone can do it, and shemale whites can't do it!" After yelling, she ran out.

At this time, Bai Yuchen was in the musical instrument room, and because of the sound insulation, he had no idea that this bloody scene was happening outside.

The guitar is new and feels good.

Bai Yuchen fiddled lightly a few times and tried the sound.

Obviously it has already been adjusted, and there is no need to adjust it again.

So, the fingers moved together.While playing, he sang to the microphone.

As soon as the melodious prelude sounded, the director opened his eyes wide, staring at Bai Yuchen inside the glass in surprise.

The singing sounded, melodious, like opening Pandora's magic box, the singing voice that flowed out, interlaced with magical, elegant, ethereal, and sexy notes, turned into a spell, awakening his sleeping sense of hearing.

The sadness and helplessness in the lyrics, along with the guitar, beat his heart one sound at a time.

Sigh, regret, until the final end.

It can make people think of the person who dare not touch the deepest part of the heart.

Silent, outside the glass.

Indulging in it is also outside the glass.

Lamenting self-injury, still beyond the glass.