Fu Shao's dumb little mermaid acted like a baby again

"Shocked! Mr. Fu didn't come to work until 11 o'clock today!"

The company's employee group was lively again. Someone ran into Fu Shen who had just come to work in the elevator.

"When was the last time Mr. Fu came to the company after nine o'clock?" asked one person in the group.

"Uh...this seems to be the first time." Secretary Fu Shen quickly replied.

"A warm reminder, Mr. Fu is in a bad mood today, and everyone is in a bad mood." The employee who ran into Fu Shen recalled the scene where he and Fu Shen were in the elevator just now, and it was extremely cold. shudder.I don't know if it was his illusion, but he felt that Fu Shen was full of hostility.

Could Fu Shen not be angry all over his body? He held back his anger all night, not only did he not get vented, but was fanned even more by Lu Xing.

This morning, he had pushed Lu Xing onto the bed to prepare for the Fa-rectification on the spot, but Lu Xing was frightened stupid by the huge thing under his crotch.Lu Xing thought of the lesson of his butt blooming before, and the corners of his eyes turned red with fear.

There was no way, the technology was too bad, it left a shadow on people, Fu Shen could only bear it by himself.

"Boss Fu, your documents." The secretary put a mess of documents in front of Fu Shen's desk, without daring to say a word, and was about to sneak out of the office, but was stopped by Fu Shen.

The secretary's heart tightened. Fu Shen was in a bad mood today, and everyone in the company knew it.

"Change the coffee and use plain water." Fu Shen took a document and began to look through it, with a gloomy expression.

Coffee, something that makes people excited, gives Fu Shen a headache now.

The secretary breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly left with a coffee cup in hand.

Fu Shen's mind is a little messed up now, Lu Xing's face and the skills of sex and love will flash in his mind from time to time, making it impossible for him to work well.

Fu Shen simply went into the lounge of the office, and when he came out, he had already changed into a set of sportswear, explained to the secretary, and went downstairs to the gym in the office building.

Fu Shen has always had the habit of exercising, otherwise Lu Xing would not be able to touch his eight-pack abs.

热身运动后，傅深带上拳击手套对着悬在半空的沙包就是一顿猛揍，狠厉的拳脚张扬又极具野性，完全看不出他平时英英玉立的样子。The innocent sandbags dangled helplessly in the air, being beaten into different shapes.

If the sandbags were people, they would probably have fallen apart by now.

After venting, Fu Shen went to the bathroom to wash off the excess sweat stains on his body, changed back into a suit, and went back to work like a normal person.

As soon as he arrived at the door of the office, Fu Shen and his assistant Chen Ping bumped into each other.

"Boss Fu." Chen Ping handed the invitation card to Fu Shen, "The Red Cross sent you an invitation letter for the charity gala."

Fu Shen understood.

At the end of each year, the Red Cross Society of Rongcheng will hold a charity party, inviting business leaders and popular stars in Rongcheng to participate, and to put it bluntly, they are invited to donate money.Fu Shen also went several times in the past.

"I see." Fu Shen took the letter, opened it and briefly glanced at the contents. There were only some polite words, and finally glanced at the time.

"Do I have any plans for next Friday night?" Fu Shen asked Chen Ping.

"No." Chen Ping thought about it, and quickly gave the answer.

"Okay, then prepare me a dress suitable for the party." Fu Shen put the invitation letter into the drawer, did not continue this topic, and continued to deal with the work at hand.

"Then Mr. Fu, I'll go out first." Chen Ping was about to turn around and leave.

"Wait." Fu Shen stopped him, stared at Chen Ping for a while, and asked, "Do you have a date?"

Chen Ping choked hard at Fu Shen's words. It was like a dream that Fu Shen asked him such personal questions during working hours.

"Huh?" Seeing that Chen Ping hadn't slowed down, Fu Shen asked again.

"No, no." Chen Ping tried his best to manage his facial expressions, so as not to lose his etiquette.

Hearing Chen Ping's answer, Fu Shen seemed very disappointed, he just nodded his head a few times and let him go.

Do I have to ask Yan Tao about this knowledge again?Fu Shen thought to himself, he didn't want to be a vegetarian all his life, but if he asked Yan Tao, he would probably be mercilessly laughed at, which made it difficult for him.

After a whole morning delay, Fu Shen finished his work and returned home, it was already dark.

Lu Xing sat alone on the steps in the garden waiting for him, no matter how much the maid tried to persuade him, it was useless.

As soon as he saw Fu Shen's tall figure, Lu Xing immediately rushed forward, clinging to Fu Shen like a puppy.Fu Shen went to hold his hand, but it was frighteningly cold.Fu Shen hurriedly brought people into the house, and ordered the maid to make a bowl of ginger soup.

"It's so cold outside, are you stupid?" Fu Shen got annoyed, and wrapped Lu Xing in a blanket to keep him warm.

Lu Xing shook his head, and took the initiative to sit on Fu Shen's lap, rubbing his lips against Fu Shen's neck non-stop, itching, and Fu Shen's originally stern face gradually revealed a smile.

Soon the maid brought the freshly boiled ginger soup. The pungent smell and strange color were not a good thing at first glance.Lu Xing shrank his neck back, resolutely not to drink this dark dish.

"Whoever asked you to go out to blow the cold wind, this is punishment." Fu Shen had a firm attitude, "Let's see if you dare to behave like this next time."

Fu Shen handed the bowl to Lu Xing.

Lu Xing pushed back with both hands, then stuffed the bowl back to Fu Shen, pointed at Fu Shen's neck, and shivered.

Fu Shen thinks that he and Lu Xing still have a good understanding, knowing that Lu Xing is saying that he is also very cold.

"To be fair, we are half of each of us." Fu Shen discussed with Lu Xing, "If you go back on your word, I will ask the doctor to give you an injection tomorrow."

Lu Xing didn't want to get the needle, he quickly waved his hands.

Fu Shen readily drank half of the ginger soup, and left the other half for Lu Xing.Lu Xing didn't drink with a bowl, or didn't drink, and looked at him pitifully.

Seeing his red eyes, Fu Shen felt as if he was pushing him too fast.

Fu Shen took the bowl, drank the remaining half, then broke Lu Xing's head, and kissed him.

After the kiss was over, Lu Xing's mouth was filled with a spicy taste.

"Is it not as bad as you think?" Fu Shen smiled complacently.

Lu Xing didn't answer, but silently took out a piece of snowflake crisp that Wen Yan gave him from his pocket, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it.

During dinner, Fu Shen received a message from the psychiatrist Shen He, reminding him to take Lu Xing for a second treatment tomorrow.

Fu Shen never forgot such an important matter.

The next day, Fu Shen armed Lu Xing and went to Shen He's clinic.

Just like last time, Shen He first took out a lollipop from the drawer and gave it to Lu Xing, but changed the taste.

"I plan to use hypnosis for the second round of treatment." Shen He showed Fu Shen a map of the human brain structure, "Through hypnosis, we can change and dilute the memory of the young master in the black market, so as to eliminate him from the root. of fear."

"That's the most effective way I can think of right now."

"What are the chances of success? Are there any side effects?" Hypnosis can be big or small, and Fu Shen must be cautious.

"Young Master Fu, don't worry. Since I dare to propose this treatment method, I must have full confidence." Shen He majored in hypnosis, and has won many awards in the hypnosis field. He is a very top-notch figure in the domestic hypnosis industry.

"As for the sequelae, judging from the reactions of the patients who have received hypnosis so far, there is no sequelae."

"Would that have any effect on his other memories?"

"No, as long as the changed memory can be consistent with his current situation, there will be no problem." Shen He's tone was affirmative.

"Okay, then do it according to your method." Fu Shen thought of Lu Xing's occasional nightmare, woke up in the middle of the night, cried in his arms, trembling all over.It might be better for him to forget than to keep him haunted by that painful and dark past.