President, he doesn't think I'm a stand-in

The next morning.

The moment Fu Boyan opened his eyes, there was a burst of pain in the central nervous system of his brain, which caused him to groan involuntarily.

After a few seconds, he regained his composure and immediately realized that something was wrong.

There was a warm little thing in his arms, tightly attached to his chest muscles, delicate and smooth to the touch.

Fu Baiyan lowered his eyes subconsciously, and the first thing that caught his eyes was a piece of glowing white skin, and the round and lovely shoulders were scattered with red marks.

His heart pounded forward suddenly, and his heartbeat almost stopped suddenly.

What's happening here?Is he still awake from the dream?

"Hmm..." Su Jingyan was awakened by the movement behind her, and snorted softly, "What time is it?"

The clear voice was slightly hoarse, and the end of the sleepy sound was drawn out, unconsciously carrying a hint of coquettishness.

Fu Boyan's heart trembled fiercely, and at the same time, many strange and even terrifying pictures flooded into his mind.

For example, with an evil look on his face, he threw a nurturing agreement to Su Jingyan, asking him to be his one-year contract lover.

For example, after taking a shower, ask him in a low voice as if stuck in phlegm: Man, are you satisfied with what you see?

For example, the person was boldly pressed against the desk in the office and asked him to call in full English.

For another example, when you get drunk and go crazy, you hug a big tree and don't let go, and you say loudly to your wife that I love you.

……

And the last night before his eyes, he hugged the person in his arms and tossed and turned, wishing he could smash his whole body into it...

"Huh?" Without a response, Su Jingyan lazily raised her eyelids and turned her face to see what was going on.

Unexpectedly, he turned his head a little harder, and the friction became heavier, and he clearly felt something behind him wake up.

Fu Baiyan obviously felt it too.His face turned pale, pale and then red, and the remaining happy memories in his body were irresistible, but at this moment, he felt guilty, panicked, and at a loss, and froze for a moment.

Su Jingyan gave a "tsk" sound, and was about to move her butt, but the next second, the man escaped him and got out of bed as if bitten by a snake.

Su Jingyan almost twisted her waist, "What are you doing..."

"What's wrong?" Fu Baiyan leaned over nervously, "Where does it hurt?"

"Waist..." Su Jingyan gasped in pain, and cursed angrily, "Next time you put me in that position again, I'll kick you off!"

After saying this, Fu Boyan couldn't help but think of all the things... last night... all kinds of fun...

"Excuse me, give me a little waist squeeze, Mr. Fu." Su Jingyan lay on the bed sheet, turned her eyes sideways and reminded, feeling faintly in her heart that there seemed to be something different about Mr. Fu this morning.

Fu Baiyan came back to his senses, his sexy Adam's apple rolled up and down, and a certain place was getting more and more...

Forcibly suppressing all kinds of evil thoughts in his heart, he stretched out his hand and pulled the quilt aside, covering his white and thin waist, blocking the heart-shattering beauty before he dared to touch it.

The strength of the big hand massage was neither light nor heavy, Su Jingyan let out a comfortable sigh, "Mmm... this is here..."

"I—" After pressing silently for a long time, Fu Boyan stopped, "You sleep a little longer, I'll take a shower first."

Su Jingyan raised her eyes and found that Mr. Fu turned around in a slightly embarrassed posture, trying to hide the little brother who stood at attention and saluted.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, what's going on?Mr. Fu, who usually wished to run around naked in front of him for 24 hours, why did he suddenly act like a shy and innocent boy today?

But he didn't think too much, "Then you move lightly, I'm still sleepy."

The communication with Mr. Fu was fruitless yesterday, and I finally had to give up the dialogue, but worked hard all night.

Fortunately, he didn't have to go to work today, and he didn't want to stand on the podium without closing his legs.

When he woke up again, the hour hand pointed to ten o'clock.

Su Jingyan finally got enough sleep at this moment, she put on a white sweater and went downstairs to look for food.

Unexpectedly, after going down, there was no sign of Fu Boyan, so he had no choice but to ask Wang Ma.

Wang Ma was carrying milk from the kitchen to the dining room, and immediately replied after hearing the words: "Sir, I went out early in the morning, and he ignored me when I called him to have breakfast. I'm in a hurry. I'm afraid there is something urgent, right?"

"Urgent matter?" Su Jingyan thought for a while, "Okay, I understand, Wang Ma."

No wonder Mr. Fu acted uncharacteristically in the morning. It turned out that he had something to deal with.

It wasn't until evening that Su Jingyan realized that she hadn't received any text messages or calls from the man all day, and felt a little uneasy.

Nothing really happened, right?

He turned on the phone, and suddenly remembered that in a few hours, Fu Boyan's birthday would have passed, and his gift was not ready yet.

What happened in the past few days was beyond normal understanding, causing him to almost forget this day.

The rest of the Fu family don't seem to have the habit of celebrating Fu Baiyan's birthday. Last year, he celebrated Mr. Fu's birthday for the first time. Mr. Fu's performance was quite stiff, and he couldn't understand the style, just like this morning——

Su Jingyan frowned, a vague idea appeared in her mind.

Shengxing Group Headquarters Building.

It was the time for the employees to get off work one after another. As soon as the young man in an off-white coat appeared, it aroused whispers from the surrounding onlookers.

The wide sunglasses can't hide the superior facial features and good-looking silhouette, the most eye-catching thing is the handful of delicate roses in his arms.

"You, hello! Excuse me, sir, do you have an appointment—" The young lady at the front desk blushed a little.

Su Jingyan tilted her head, "Please call Secretary Jin and tell me that a gentleman surnamed Su is here."

Hearing Secretary Jin's name, the front desk immediately turned serious: "Please wait a moment."

After hanging up the phone, the young lady at the front desk returned to her beautiful and enthusiastic smile, "Please come this way, there is a special elevator here, which goes directly to the president's office."

"Thank you." Su Jingyan thanked her, and walked quickly towards the elevator entrance with her long legs, leaving everyone's increasingly loud discussions behind her.

The elevator goes straight to the 38th floor, Secretary Jin is already waiting at the door, "Young Master Su."

"Good evening." Su Jingyan took off her sunglasses, "Secretary Jin, what is your boss up to today?"

Secretary Jin thought for a while, and reported his boss's itinerary for today.

Su Jingyan was a little strange: "It's not too busy to be separated from God."

"Actually..." Secretary Jin hesitated to speak, "I personally feel that the boss doesn't seem to be in a good state today."

Sure enough, as soon as Su Jingyan pushed open the office door, she saw President Fu with a serious face at the desk, staring at the documents... in a daze.

Didn't even notice him going in.

He approached calmly, and asked abruptly, "Boss Fu, what are you thinking about?"

Fu Baiyan woke up like a dream, raised his eyes, subconsciously frowned, and involuntarily let go when he saw someone coming.

But in the next second, he didn't know what to think of, and his expression became stiff again, and the changes in just a few seconds were wonderful.

Su Jingyan narrowed her eyes slightly, and continued to walk towards the desk, "Are you missing me?"

"Cough..." Fu Baiyan straightened his back, stared at him inexplicably nervously, and squeezed out a low response from his throat, "En."

"Ah, it looks like you're not thinking about me." Su Jingyan made a disappointed expression, "I've been thinking about you all day, but you don't know which little fairy you're thinking about."

"No, I didn't!" Mr. Fu became anxious all of a sudden, and swallowed the words out of his mouth, and replied in a deep and subtle way, "I miss you very much, too."

Su Jingyan shrugged, leaned over, and stuffed the rose into his arms.

The aroma of roses suddenly filled the tip of his nose, and Fu Baiyan hugged the rose reflexively, "This is it?"

"Today is your birthday, don't you remember, Mr. Fu?" Su Jingyan walked around in front of the man, her tone was flat, "By the way, you never use the belt I gave you for your birthday last year, don't you like it?"

"Why? I like it very much." Fu Boyan stared back at him blankly, "I just can't bear to-"

Before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly stopped the car again, and his expression changed.

"Hehe." Su Jingyan sneered, "I remember now, Mr. Fu?"

Mr. Fu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and pretended to be calm: "What did you remember? I don't understand what you are talking about."

Professor Su touched his cheek with the tip of his tongue, and grabbed the man's neat tie as soon as he leaned over.

"substitute?"

"No such thing!"

"Little lover?"

"Only you!"

"Little Canary?"

"I... I was wrong, I was really wrong!" Fu Baiyan quickly gave up resisting, and begged for mercy in a pitiful tone, "During this period of time, my brain is broken, and I am talking nonsense and doing stupid things, please don't let go In my heart."

"Nonsense?" Su Jingyan tightened her fingers and asked, "Then you said you love me, is this also nonsense?"

"Of course not!" Fu Boyan denied it, stood up suddenly, protected the delicate roses with one hand, and hugged the sender tightly with the other hand, "I love you, and I love you even when thunder strikes."

"Cut~" Su Jingyan's tense body relaxed little by little, "Loving me is not something mortal, as for the thunderbolt?"

"I love you, Su Jingyan." Fu Baiyan hugged him vigorously, his voice suddenly became hoarse, "Thank you...you have never left me during this time."

All day today, he was thinking about what he had done in the past few months, and his brain was horribly paralyzed.What made his darling persist in not leaving him?It must be because of love.

Even though Susu never confessed to love him personally.

Su Jingyan breathed out a long breath quietly, and raised her arms to hug him back, "How about this, you can find a way to apply for the top ten people who moved China of the year for me, and I have already thought about the award speech."

Fu Boyan: "...do you really want this?"

Su Jingyan: "Guess?"

Dinner was a restaurant booked by Secretary Jin on the spur of the moment. After the two finished their meal, Su Jingyan found a cake shop on the street and bought a big cake.

There is still a sense of birthday ritual.

Back in the villa, the two of them opened the cake together, and Su Jingyan inserted the candles one by one, filling eighteen candles.

After lighting the candles, he turned off the chandelier in the living room and said with a smile, "Mr. Fu, please make a wish."

Under the slightly flickering candlelight, the pretty little face smiled, and the peach blossom eyes were even more affectionate. It was obviously the same name, but it was far more intimate and cute than before he lost his memory.

Fu Baiyan closed his eyes obediently.

Su Jingyan nodded with satisfaction, "You can make three wishes."

"I can only make one wish." Fu Boyan replied in a low voice, and then made his wish in his heart.

One cannot be too greedy, he is willing to exchange all his wishes for his only greed to come true.

"Happy birthday, Mr. Fu." After making a wish, Su Jingyan leaned over and kissed him purely on the cheek, "Congratulations to you, and congratulations to me."

In the darkness, Fu Boyan's eyes were filled with uncontrollable wetness.

How can he be?

Su Jingyan straightened her waist, "By the way, now that you remember it, what about the painting in the basement?"

Fu Baiyan's ears were red again, and he cleared his throat uncomfortably: "Cough...that..."

Terrible, such an idiotic and perverted behavior is so nakedly displayed in front of the beloved, and I personally told it in detail word by word.

Su Jingyan bent her eyes: "How about it, if you draw another picture for me on the spot today, I won't care about your infringement of my portrait rights."

Although the person in the basement is also him, the current him is somewhat different from the past.

Fu Boyan was startled, "I haven't touched a paintbrush for many years."

"Why, you don't want to?" Professor Su suppressed his smile for a second.

Fu Boyan quickly explained: "Of course I am willing! It's just that my current painting skills may have regressed..."

"It's okay." Su Jingyan shook her head and laughed again, "Don't be modest, Mr. Fu."

The dusty basement was opened again, and Su Jingyan was lying sideways on the table, with a piece of red silk fabric under her body, which made his hair darker and his skin whiter.

An easel and drawing board were set up in front of Fu Boyan, holding the pencil with his slender and strong fingers, the cuffs of his white shirt were rolled up, and his gloomy gaze fell on the model's face perfectly.

Human body portrait sketching is actually a boring process, but Professor Su's concentration is strong enough, just staring at the painter so directly, it makes people blush.

"Don't look at me like that, Susu." Fu Baiyan finally couldn't help but say, "I can't concentrate when you look at me like that."

Su Jingyan changed into a more comfortable position, and teased softly, "I'm not lying here naked, how could it affect your performance?"

Hearing this, Fu Boyan's Adam's apple twitched, his eyes became fiercer unconsciously, and his movements became faster and faster.

Su Jingyan smiled, quietly staring at the man who painted.

Gradually, Mr. Fu with a serious look in front of him, Mr. Fu who is domineering, childish and unwieldy, and a little further ahead, that Fu Boyan who has been watching him lonely and eagerly for a long time, at this moment, they All overlap.

The heart in his chest became as soft and full as cotton candy. This quietly expanding emotion prompted him to land on his toes, step by step to the man, and softly called him, "Fu Boyan."

"Huh?" Fu Boyan raised his eyes, "Are you tired? The painting is almost finished."

Su Jingyan didn't answer, but bent slightly, and planted a light and warm kiss on his lips.

A gust of wind from nowhere blew gently, and the painting paper in the room made a crisp rustling sound, like the endless chatter of eternal love.

"I love you too."

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Finish.