look at me

The times are advancing, and men also trim their eyebrows and apply skin care products. Fu Gangqiang remembered a picture he saw in Moments a long time ago. A man was lying on the bed with a mask on his face and buttocks.

The person who sent the picture was a purchasing agent, with the accompanying text: Men are starting to become more beautiful, don't you still buy a mask?

At that time, he frowned and felt that he might have completely separated from the "young people" group.

But the men around him, such as Department Chief Wang, Liu Xin, and Manager Hao, except for thinking about how to prevent hair loss and reduce beer belly every day, none of them are as delicate as Bai Chuan.

Fu Gangqiang lay on the bed, and could even smell the aroma of the skin care products that Bai Chuan applied.

"Your suitcase is filled with face paint?" Fu Gangqiang asked curiously.

Bai Chuan smiled and said: "The minister's words are too exaggerated. I don't usually apply so much. S City is too dry, and my face hurts."

Fu Gangqiang nodded. Bai Chuan's skin was indeed tender. Compared with Bai Chuan's face, his face was like a piece of old bacon.

The little fresh meat Bai Chuan couldn't even see his pores, and from the side, his eyelashes were so long that they were about to hang down.

"Did I get something on my face?" Bai Chuan rubbed the side of his face, then turned his head and asked.

Fu Gangqiang propped his head with his right hand, and said something directly when he was thinking: "Bai Chuan, did you study indoors all day when you were in school?"

Bai Chuan didn't know why Fu Gangqiang asked him this, thought for a while and said, "Occasionally play badminton and tennis, not often."

Fu Gangqiang: "Badminton is also in the stadium."

Bai Chuan nodded: "Yes, most of them are indoors."

"No wonder you are so white." Fu Gangqiang has never been white since he was a child. He likes sports. Ms. Liu Meixin doesn't call him home, so he can play outside until dark.

Bai Chuan: "I also want to get a tan, but I just can't get a skin like the Minister's."

Fu Gangqiang: "It's better to be white, but don't be so dark like me, it looks old."

After looking at the time, Fu Gangqiang sat up from the bed and said, "I'm going to take a shower. You wipe your face after applying it, take the medicine, put on the antipyretic patch and go to bed."

Bai Chuan was also a man, so Fu Gangqiang took off his sweater and pants without any scruples, leaving only a pair of boxer briefs.

Straight men are like this, they don't care about all the same sex around them.Thinking that they were all men, he took it off as a matter of course until he went into the bathroom wearing only boxers.

So Fu Gangqiang didn't know the visual shock that his sudden undressing brought to Bai Chuan.

Fu Gangqiang has a strong figure, with obvious back and abdominal muscles. Thanks to his regular exercise, his thighs are strong and powerful, and the boxer shorts on his body look full of male hormones.

"I'm going to take a shower, call me if you need something." Fu Gangqiang walked into the bathroom barefoot.

Bai Chuan looked towards the direction of the bathroom, and shook his hands in the air.

He really wanted to rush in, put his face on the front of the boxer shorts, and asked Fu Gangqiang if he wanted to have a try with a man. His skills are very good, and turning off the lights will definitely not make him shrivel...

But this is all his imagination.

Too sly.

Bai Chuan couldn't help but smile wryly, the straight man is really too cunning.

He approached him unscrupulously, treated him as a good subordinate, a good junior, and unscrupulously thought of him and treated him well, which made his brains melt.

But the instigator himself knew nothing.

After taking a shower, Fu Gangqiang changed into new boxer shorts and walked out of the bathroom, while Bai Chuan lay on the bed with the fever-reducing stickers on and watched TV.

"Have you taken the medicine?" Fu Gangqiang sat down by the bed, wiping his half-dry hair.

Bai Chuan nodded: "I have eaten."

"Okay, then go to bed early. If I snore in the middle of the night, just push me." Fu Gangqiang occasionally snores while sleeping, but it is said that the sound is not loud.

Bai Chuan tugged at the bed sheet, and said, "I get up in the middle of the night, if I go to the wrong bed, the minister will wake me up."

Fu Gangqiang looked at him: "Can you make a mistake with just two beds?"

Bai Chuan: "There was a time before when I went to the bathroom and slept on the sofa until dawn." Of course he made it up.

Fu Gangqiang: "Okay, go to sleep."

Fu Gangqiang was tired all day, drank four more cans of beer, fell asleep after lying down for a while, and snored evenly.

Lying in the same room with Fu Gangqiang, Bai Chuan felt as if there were countless ants crawling on his body, making it impossible for him to fall asleep.

Dazed for an unknown amount of time, Bai Chuan got off the bed lightly, went to the toilet first, and lightly pressed the flush valve. After the sound faded, he walked out of the bathroom and returned to Fu Gangqiang's bed very naturally. .

Although Fu Gangqiang snored, he slept in an upright position, lying on his right side, showing his strong arms and shoulders.

As if he really misunderstood the bed, Bai Chuan lay down facing left, face to face with Fu Gangqiang, and did not forget to cover himself with a quilt.

The tip of his nose was Fu Gangqiang's smell, and he could touch the tip of his nose if he moved a little closer.

But Bai Chuan didn't dare to move, he was so tall that he was barely able to lie down silently, if he moved a little, Fu Gangqiang would definitely wake up.

His fingertips were numb, and the blood all over his body flowed backwards to the top of his head. In this state of extreme excitement, it took him a long time to fall asleep.

Fu Gangqiang didn't sleep very soundly, not the type that he could sleep despite the wind and rain outside.

When his arm was numb by Bai Chuan's pressure, Fu Gangqiang woke up frowning.

Opening his eyes, he was startled by the magnified human face in front of him, and he stepped back suddenly. After reacting for a while, he realized that he was staying in a hotel tonight, and Bai Chuan must have returned to the wrong bed after going to the bathroom.

Bai Chuan nestled in his arms, with his right hand resting on his waist unconsciously.

"Bai Chuan." Fu Gangqiang gently pushed, Bai Chuan frowned, and muttered, "It's hard."

uncomfortable?Fever again?

Fu Gangqiang touched his antipyretic patch, and it had turned to normal temperature.He gently pulled his arm out from under Bai Chuan's head, got up and took a new piece of antipyretic patch, and replaced the one on Bai Chuan's head.

I don't know if Bai Chuan is suffering or if he slept too deeply, except for the sentence he muttered at the beginning, there is no sound.

Fu Gangqiang sat on the bedside and drank some water, looked at Bai Chuan who occupied his bed, and thought, how about he go to sleep on Bai Chuan's bed?

At this time, Bai Chuan, who was drowsy, moved again. He stretched out his arm and just put his arms around Fu Gangqiang's waist. Fu Gangqiang hadn't had such intimate skin-to-skin contact for a long time. It touched his side, making him shiver uncontrollably.

Bai Chuan frowned, and rubbed his face against his waist, maybe because of illness, Fu Gangqiang felt that he looked a little pitiful.

It should be very strange for two big men to lie side by side on the bed, especially Fu Gangqiang was only wearing a pair of boxers.

Seeing that Bai Chuan was in so much pain, and he was holding him tightly, and he couldn't break free without waking him up, Fu Gangqiang thought for a while, but finally he couldn't bear to wake him up, so he took advantage of the situation and lay down between Bai Chuan's arms.

Because of the fever, Bai Chuan's body temperature is not low, like a human furnace.

Fu Gangqiang took him as a heater, lay down for a while, and soon fell asleep.

After he fell asleep, Bai Chuan, who was hugging him, withdrew his hand, buried his face in his shoulder and fell asleep.

"woke up?"

Bai Chuan woke up slowly, and saw Fu Gangqiang leaning against the head of the bed shirtless.

"Minister? Did I go to the wrong bed? Why didn't you call me?" Bai Chuan quickly got up from the bed and retreated to his own bed.

"You had a little fever last night, so I didn't wake you up, okay?"

Bai Chuan took off the fever patch, felt it for a while and said, "The fever is gone, and the sore throat is gone."

Fu Gangqiang stretched his waist, yawned and said, "That's good, get up, today is a busy day."

"Minister, I'm sorry, I've caused you all trouble these two days." Bai Chuan said embarrassingly.

"It's okay, I said it, it's not that you want to get sick, don't worry about it."

Fu Gangqiang put on his clothes and went out to smoke. Bai Chuan lay on the bed, buried his face in the pillow, and squinted his eyes in satisfaction.

Bai Chuan's physical condition quickly recovered on the second day, he was still young and in good physical condition.

The next day, the two went to visit several physical stores in City S, met with the local sales managers, and summarized their recent work. It was almost the end of the year, and there were many customers to visit and things to do.

During work breaks, Fu Gangqiang will also pay attention to Bai Chuan's state. Bai Chuan is very energetic, and it seems that he should have slept very well yesterday.

After two days of busy work, the two finally got on the return plane.

The next night, Bai Chuan slept very honestly. Fu Gangqiang thought that he should be honest when his body was comfortable. He didn't go back to the wrong bed again, and he slept well until dawn.

The short business trip for a few days, perhaps because the two lived and ate together, and Bai Chuan was ill for a while, the relationship between the two obviously became more familiar than before.

Especially the people in the sales department noticed it quickly.

Liu Xin pushed his glasses, and moved to Xu Le's side: "Look."

Xu Le was sorting out the report, and following Liu Xin's line of sight, Bai Chuan was reporting to Fu Gangqiang.

She didn't understand: "What are you looking at?"

"Look at your ability!" Liu Xin counted with his fingers: "When I first came to the sales department, it took me more than a year to dare to joke with Minister Fu. Look at Bai Chuan, it hasn't been a year yet. I saw it this morning. The minister was chatting with him over coffee in the lounge."

When Xu Le heard it, he smiled and said, "Competing for favor? Is it interesting? Bai Chuan is appreciated by Lao Fu because of his hard work. If you have this time, go back to work quickly."

Liu Xin just wanted to express his feelings, but unexpectedly, he was pushed back by Xu Le. He snorted and said in a voice that he could only hear: "You only speak for him because you think he is handsome."

Xu Le didn't hear what he said clearly, but he thought it must be a bad word: "You go back to work quickly, and be careful that I will report you to the minister."

From the beginning of the Lunar New Year, Fu Gangqiang began a busy period like every year. From opening his eyes to closing them, besides work, he also had to deal with Ms. Liu Meixin's WeChat bombing.

Ms. Liu Meixin likes to make voice calls, and she can send three or four voices at a time, each lasting more than [-] seconds.

Fu Gangqiang can usually summarize what she wants to say in the next fifty or so seconds after listening to the first five seconds, so he presses one after listening for a few seconds.

Bai Chuan on the side couldn't help laughing when he saw it: "Your mother?"

Fu Gangqiang put down his phone, and joked: "Yes, the president of the National Nagging Association, what can be said in five seconds, can be delayed to fifty seconds for you."

Bai Chuan smiled and handed over the report on the side: "These few applications need to be signed by the minister."

Fu Gangqiang took the report and took a few glances. It was all the work that Bai Chuan had reported to him before. He picked up a pen and quickly signed it.

"Bai Chuan, do you keep in touch with your family often?" Fu Gangqiang has not asked what Bai Chuan's family does up to now, anyway, it has nothing to do with him, and it would be a waste of brain capacity to know.

Bai Chuan: "Occasionally I call at night, and my mother doesn't often make voice calls." Bai Chuan took out his phone and clicked on a dialogue bar: "She likes to send pictures."

Fu Gangqiang looked up and saw that the dialogue between Bai Chuan and his mother was very simple. Bai Chuan's mother seemed to like sending out emojis of animals. On one page, he saw three Shiba Inu with different shapes.

Compared with Ms. Liu Meixin's colorful good morning, it looks much better when it rotates on the screen, at least it won't cause headaches.

The author has something to say: hey hey hey, let’s cook slowly in a few more chapters