look at me

The living room was very quiet, no one spoke, and there was an overflowing embarrassment in the air.

Watching Bai Chuan put the appliance into the cabinet next to the TV, Fu Gangqiang rubbed his nose and said, "Young man, you have to pay attention to your body."

Although he didn't want to know about Bai Chuan's nightlife on weekdays, it's not hard to imagine that there must be some hurtful behavior that would make him want to yell at him.

Bai Chuan suddenly smiled, his long and narrow eyes curved into beautiful arcs, he walked quickly into the room, took out a folder, and handed it to Fu Gangqiang: "Minister, take a look."

Fu Gangqiang thought it was a work-related document, so he took it and asked, "What is this?"

"In my physical examination report this year, I'm very healthy, and I don't have any illness at all." Bai Chuan deliberately emphasized the word "illness", and then said: "I also went to the anorectal department,..."

Before he could finish speaking, Fu Gangqiang shoved the medical examination report back into Bai Chuan's hand: "Got it, needless to say, I'm going to change clothes."

He didn't want to discuss the health of Bai Chuan's anorectum at all.

However, he was very pleased that all the indicators of Bai Chuan's body were normal. It seemed that he still knew the most basic precautions.

Fu Gangqiang quickly changed his home clothes in the second bedroom, walked back to the living room, and took out the documents in the briefcase.

Bai Chuan also took out the computer from the room, and sat face to face with Fu Gangqiang on the thick carpet, dealing with unfinished work together.

At first, Fu Gangqiang was a little uncomfortable, but Bai Chuan didn't intend to talk to him, his eyes were fixed on the computer screen, and he was very focused.

Seeing that there was nothing unusual about Bai Chuan, Fu Gangqiang also turned on the computer and started working.

The sound of notifications from the two of them echoed in the spacious living room, as well as the sound of typing on the keyboard.

His eyes scanned the last line of the document, Bai Chuan clicked the mouse lightly, and chose to save the document.

Blinking his dry eyes, Bai Chuan took a sip of the mineral water beside him. The clock hanging on the wall had passed twelve o'clock. He turned sideways and looked opposite. Fu Gangqiang had a cigarette in his mouth. He looked at the computer frowning.

"Minister, what's left to do, is there anything I can do to help?"

Fu Gangqiang glanced at him, then pulled out his left hand and flicked the cigarette ash.

The ashtray bought by Bai Chuan has a very deep rim, and the ash will not fly out with the action of flicking the cigarette.

"Go to sleep, I'll be done in a while."

Fu Gangqiang stayed up all night to eat and drink. His complexion was not fair, even if he had thick dark circles under his eyes, he couldn't see it clearly.

But Bai Chuan was different, his black and white eyes were obviously reddened, and his face showed visible fatigue.

Seeing Fu Gangqiang's refusal, Bai Chuan got up and moved the computer back to the room to charge. Then, the sound of running water came from the bathroom.

When Bai Chuan took a shower, dried his hair, applied skin care products, and came out of the bathroom smelling hot and smelling hot, Fu Gangqiang was still working tirelessly with a hot face.

Hearing the sound of Bai Chuan's approaching footsteps, he said without raising his head, "Go to sleep, I have other things for you tomorrow, you have to go to Yuanda Company."

This time, Bai Chuan didn't obey him obediently, but sat beside him with a pillow.

Working at a distance of one meter between the two of them is different from sitting side by side. The shortened distance naturally changed Fu Gangqiang's vigilance.

He restrained his subconscious reaction of wanting to jump back, and said in a seemingly normal tone: "I told you to go to sleep, what are you doing next to me? Go back to the room!"

Bai Chuan leaned against the sofa behind him, hugged a soft pillow in front of him, the temperature in the room was suitable, even if he wore thin home clothes, he would not feel cold.

Soft black hair fell down, making him look like a fresh graduate.

"I can't sleep with the light in the living room. I'll wait for the minister."

"Can't you just close the bedroom door?"

"There will be light coming in from under the crack of the door."

Fu Gangqiang: "..." Is someone sleeping under the crack of the door?He hadn't noticed that Bai Chuan had this problem before.

Bai Chuan acted like I just want to sit here, no matter what you say.

Fu Gangqiang scratched his head and looked at the progress of the work. It was almost done today.

"I'm going to bed, you can go back too."

Fu Gangqiang turned off the computer and stood in one position for a long time. His shoulders and waist were a little sore. He turned his neck twice, and the two muscles in the back of his neck were so sore.

"Shall I rub it for you?"

Bai Chuan spoke very naturally from the side.

"No need, just stretch it a few times." Fu Gangqiang was alert to all physical contact between the two, even though he knew that Bai Chuan's massage skills were really good.

While taking a shower, Fu Gangqiang thought about it and locked the door from the inside.

It wasn't that he was afraid of what Bai Chuan would do, after all, Bai Chuan was far behind him in terms of size and hand strength.

But not afraid of [-], just in case, what if Bai Chuan wants to see a strong man taking a shower on a whim, just imagining that scene, Fu Gangqiang couldn't help frowning.

A man takes a shower, he doesn't want to see it in his life.

Sure enough, halfway through the wash, there was the sound of the doorknob being turned.

Fu Gangqiang, who was washing his hair, raised his voice, "Bai Chuan?"

"Minister, I forgot to give you a new toothbrush."

"Put it outside, I'll clean it later."

After wiping the water off his face, Fu Gangqiang thought to himself, luckily he locked the door.

Regarding Bai Chuan's actions, he didn't feel any anger, on the contrary, he felt absurd and couldn't laugh or cry.

Fu Gangqiang put on his clothes, opened the door and went out, but Bai Chuan was no longer in the living room.

Back to sleep?

Glancing at the closed door of the master bedroom, Fu Gangqiang brushed his hair and walked to the sofa, picked up the cigarette case, and took out a cigarette.

Fu Gangqiang, who lives a rough life, seldom thinks about those delicate little emotions. He is careless and rushes on a rampage. Even when he recalls his last failed marriage, he is only at a loss and lost in retrospect.

He hardly felt the heart-wrenching emotions of the separation of his lover.

When he first got divorced, many people didn't even know he was divorced because he quickly returned to normal working status.

And the colleagues who knew about it wanted to worry about the feelings of the divorced old man, but Fu Gangqiang didn't need it at all.

Work is work, mentality is important, but what is more important is the spirit of concentrating on work. With that breath, he endured countless exhaustions.

Someone said behind his back that he was cold-blooded, and Fu Gangqiang didn't care what others thought of him behind his back.If you say it to him in front of his face, he will listen carefully, whether you accept it or not is another matter.

He doesn't mind anything that is not said in front of him, whether it is good words or rumors, and he doesn't listen to it.

After turning off the light in the living room, Fu Gangqiang walked into the second bedroom with a bottle of water.

The door of the second bedroom didn't have a lock, so Fu Gangqiang closed the door and pushed the ashtray inside.

After that incident, it was the first time in the past two months that he stayed at Bai Chuan's house.Fu Gangqiang put his hands under his head and looked at the ceiling of the second bedroom for an unknown amount of time before he fell into a deep sleep.

After sleeping until midnight, Fu Gangqiang heard a faint sound.

It was the sound of the bottom of the ashtray sliding gently on the ground, and this faint sound woke him up in an instant.

Shirakawa?

It's almost early morning, what is he doing here if he doesn't sleep?

Fu Gangqiang's eyelids moved slightly, but he didn't open his eyes, maintaining a posture of pretending to sleep, so that his movements would not look so rigid.

When Bai Chuan heard the sound of the ashtray, he stopped his movements. He squatted down, and took out the ashtray from the crack in the door. After that, the door was pushed open very easily.

Just like the big bad wolf easily pushed open the door of Little Red Riding Hood.

The siren sounded in the heart of Big Red Riding Hood who was lying on the bed, thinking whether he should get up now and ask Bai Chuan what he wants to do!

Just when he was hesitating, Bai Chuan walked lightly to the side of the bed, and Fu Gangqiang put his hands on his sides, the veins on the back of his hands were bulging.

Bai Chuan stood by the bed and looked down at Fu Gangqiang for a long time. When Fu Gangqiang couldn't take it anymore, he suddenly squatted down on the ground.

Afterwards, Fu Gangqiang's instep felt cold, and the wet and soft feeling slid across the instep again and again.

Fu Gangqiang was shocked. Was Bai Chuan... licking his instep?

Fu Gangqiang opened his eyes and looked down. After his eyes adapted to the dark light, he could vaguely see that Bai Chuan was sitting at the end of his bed, with his soft hair hanging down without the support of pomade. The beautiful long and narrow eyes stared intently at Fu Gangqiang's feet, licking them greedily.

It wasn't until this time that Fu Gangqiang noticed that Bai Chuan's left hand seemed to be doing something underneath.

He frowned and took a closer look, and when he saw it clearly, he almost didn't curse out.

Bai Chuan's left hand was not idle at all, below, where Fu Gangqiang couldn't see, he was actively relieving something of himself.

For a moment, Fu Gangqiang was a little confused.

Those were his feet. Even if the smell wasn't strong, it wasn't bad, let alone wearing leather shoes all the year round, the soles of his feet had a thin layer of calluses.

Can't Bai Chuan smell the stink?

Bai Chuan didn't play for a long time on his own, at most 3 minutes, he stuffed back a certain part that was still excited, got up slowly, went back the same way, and carefully put the ashtray by the door, although the location A little distance from before.

Until the sound of Bai Chuan's footsteps disappeared, Fu Gangqiang was still lying on the bed blankly, the wet feeling on his feet seemed to have changed with the passage of time, which made him feel particularly itchy.

Fu Gangqiang sat up, took out a paper towel from the cardboard box next to the bed, and wiped it on the back of his feet indiscriminately.

He thought, Bai Chuan's family can't come here for the time being, this time it's feet, but next time it might not be so.

Crushing the paper towel into a ball, Fu Gangqiang sighed.

Thinking of Bai Chuan licking his feet like ice cream just now, Fu Gangqiang looked at his feet and thought: Are they really not smelly?

Driven by curiosity, Fu Gangqiang bent over and finally smelled his size 43 feet.

He didn't even come close, so he threw his foot back.

Smelly!The foot odor mixed with the aroma of the shower gel is too overwhelming.

Throwing the tissues into the trash can beside the bed, Fu Gangqiang lay back on the bed.

He recalled the scene when he met Bai Chuan on the first day.

He is obviously a competent subordinate, how did he become the situation he is today?

The author has something to say: Fu Gangqiang looks rough, but actually has a soft heart...

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On the last day of this year, I wish you all a happy new year in 2021 in advance