After being seized by the pillow man

The sound of footsteps sounded, different from the girl's lightness, step by step calmly, the sound of these steps was somewhat familiar.

Yin Yansheng raised his head: "Xi Han?" The tone of his voice was different from his usual calmness, and the ending sound rose slightly, as if he was surprised, but also pleasantly surprised.

There was a slight smile in Xi Han's eyes: "Surprised I came?"

Yin Yansheng paused his fingers on the document, and then nodded: "A little bit." Xi Han rarely comes here, and the number of times he appears in the company will not exceed five times a month.

Xi Han chuckled, and walked a little closer. He was tall and straight, with his hands on the table and his upper body leaning forward slightly: "Then I will come here often in the future?"

The moment he leaned over, Yin Yansheng's heart beat violently for a moment, his eyes swept over Xi Han's face, and then he looked away calmly: "Okay."

Yin Yansheng has an outstanding face. From Xi Han's angle, he can just see his perfect skull shape. His hair is black and his nose is straight.

Xi Han wanted to rub the top of his head, so he turned his eyes to the outside room, where there were staff coming and going, and the office shutters were not closed, now if anyone looks up to this side, he can see everything inside.

He twirled his fingertips and stood up straight: "I haven't come all this time, it's not good for you to come suddenly now."

A 24-year-old manager is young no matter where he is placed, so speculation and jealousy are inevitable in the workplace.

Yin Yansheng curled up between his fingers, knowing that he refused.

His eyes fell on the stack of documents, and there was no expression of joy or anger.

A slender white palm suddenly appeared in front of him, with a piece of chocolate on it: "Give some energy to our Manager Yin." Xi Han's voice came from above his head, with a gentle tone.

This voice was like a breeze, dispelling the little bit of disappointment in my heart invisibly.

Yin Yansheng reached out to take it, and took off the top layer of gold paper by himself, biting it into pieces.

He stood up and took Xi Han's hand directly to the rest room of the office. Xi Han's palm was dry and warm. He was led to the rest room and pretended to be surprised when he saw the bed inside: "What does Manager Yin want to do here?"

Yin Yansheng didn't hear the indecency in his words, walked over and closed the door by himself: "You sleep here for a while, I'll call you at noon later." He was still thinking about Xi Han getting up early this morning, worried that he would fall asleep not enough.

Xi Han was willing to spend money on the renovation, so the sound insulation effect of this lounge is very good, and you can hardly hear anything when the door is closed.

Xi Han sat on the soft bed: "I'm not tired, besides, I've only woken up for a few hours." He patted the seat next to him, and Yin Yansheng sat beside him knowingly.

There was no one around now, Xi Han rubbed the top of Yin Yansheng's head, his palms felt a little fluffy: "I slept for ten hours yesterday, I was full."

Yin Yansheng looked at him lazily, with an expression of obvious disapproval: "You are born delicate, you should have a good rest."

Xi Han: ...

With a height of 1.8 meters [-] and muscles maintained by long-term fitness, when dressing, he walks on the clothes rack and after taking off his clothes, his body is thin and smooth. Even wearing a two-meter-thick filter has nothing to do with the word 'delicate'.

Why did Yin Yansheng say 'born delicately'?

He stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around him, rested his chin on his shoulders, and breathed hotly: "Yin Yansheng, why am I so delicate?"

Yin Yansheng frowned slightly, he seemed to have remembered something bad, and his voice was a little low: "You have been sick before because you didn't have a good rest."

That was before they got married. One time when Xi Han came to Ancheng, he looked sleepy the next day after a night of sleep. After asking, he found out that it was a headache.

It was only after that that Yin Yansheng found out that he had headaches and tinnitus as long as he was on a long-distance flight, and it was even worse if he didn't rest well.

Xi Han was a little helpless, apparently also recalled the scene where he traveled thousands of miles to date and ended up sleeping in a hotel for three days: "My situation at that time was incomparable to what it is now."

Yin Yan said: "What was it like at that time?"

Xi Han froze for a moment. At that time, his working hours ranged from 80 to more than [-] hours in five days. He joked with Jiang Yu that he would die suddenly without being assassinated by others. Jiang Yu deeply agreed.

Compared with the beginning, it is almost a pension model now.

But in this situation, Xi Han didn't intend to declare to Yin Yan, he just touched Yin Yansheng's cheek: "I'm in good health, I don't need that word yet."

Yin Yansheng was silent for a moment, then he pushed the man down on the bed as if nothing had happened, covered him with a blanket again, and said in an uncompromising tone, "Go to sleep, I'll call you later."

Xi Han wanted to say something, but he saw Yin Yansheng leaned over and looked at him with dark eyes.Their cheeks were close, and their breaths were entangled with each other. He could see the white skin on Yin Yansheng's side face, soft and smooth.

He was stranded when he was going to get up, but he pulled the blanket up by himself, took the blindfold on the side and put it on, and then he closed his eyes and lay down peacefully.

Xi Han is very clear about this, and has always let his lover do this.

Yin Yansheng's eyes fell on Xi Han's face, the black eyepatch covered his eyebrows and eyes, leaving only a gracefully curved jaw line, leaving aside his appearance, just a knowledgeable and interesting message could attract countless people to flock like moths to a flame.

His eyes fell on Xi Han's lips, the shape is beautiful, thin, but the color looks like peach blossoms in March, a very delicate color, his eyes froze on it for a few seconds, and then he seemed to get rid of the bewitchment Moved away abruptly, squeezed Xi Han's fingers, closed the door gently and walked out.

The computer screen on the desk was still on, and the light reflected from the light blue screensaver fell on Yin Yansheng's face. His face was a little dark for a moment, and he rubbed his temples with his slender fingers, trying his best to focus his mind on his work.

When it was almost noon, the assistant Xiaowei walked into the office: "Manager Yin, I'll order what you want for lunch." There are many restaurants under the office building here, and you can find food from all over the world.

Yin Yan said indifferently: "No need, I'll go down to eat today."

When he was the only one left in the office, Yin Yansheng got up and went to the rest room.

Xi Han has already woken up, the humidifier on the cabinet is spraying mist, and he is raising his hand in the wet mist to straighten his coat.

In the mist, there seemed to be a layer of separation between the two of them. When looking at people, they always felt that they were separated by mountains and rivers, and they could not be touched from a distance.

Yin Yansheng didn't like this feeling very much.

This is quite strange. Yin Yansheng didn't care about it before, but now he cares more and more about such trivial matters.

He likes to grab people in his hands now, to hold them firmly.

Yin Yansheng walked over and raised his hand to turn up his neckline. The two were so close that he could smell the faint smell of tobacco on Xi Han's body.

He smoothed out the wrinkles inch by inch, then raised his eyes and asked Xi Han: "What do you have for lunch?"

Xi Han doesn't pick a meal, he can say a word.

Now it was time for dinner, and the two went to the restaurant to choose a fried bun. The restaurant was full of people, and the fireworks and noise created a noisy atmosphere.

Surrounded by the smell of food, the background is the sound of people talking, this restaurant tastes very good, many people eat here.

Yin Yansheng felt a little regretful when he came in. He had been eating in the office for a while, but he didn't expect there to be so many people here. He subconsciously glanced at Xi Han and found that he was quietly pouring hot water on the tableware.

After the chopsticks and small bowls were finished, they were pushed in front of Yin Yansheng. The whole process was leisurely and quiet, as if not in this restaurant surrounded by fireworks and hustle and bustle, but by the lake with weeping willows, just enjoying the falling flowers and flowing water A bowl of tea.

Seeing that Yin Yansheng hadn't moved, Xi Han said, "Do you think it's a bit noisy, why don't you pack it up and take it home?"

Yin Yansheng turned his head and looked to the side. The decoration of this restaurant is actually not bad. The chandelier is hanging above the head, and the seats are leather sofa chairs. Each position is separated by green dill. Compared with some other high-end restaurants, it is nothing more than privacy Sex and sound insulation are not good.

He nodded unconsciously with his fingers, and Yin Yan said: "No need." This is much better than the restaurant in front of the school when he was a student. At the time, he didn't think much of it, but his first reaction when he got here was that it was noisy.

Yin Yansheng was startled by his first reaction.

When I see something good, I feel that everything in the past was out of sight. This is the case with restaurants and people.

The pan-fried buns were served, sprinkled with sesame seeds and chopped green onions, and the aroma was tangy.

The two returned upstairs after eating. Yin Yansheng seemed a little silent along the way. He leaned against the edge of the table, his chiseled face looked a little cold and depressed.

Xi Han brought him to the lounge, and now their roles seem to have been reversed, in the morning it was Yin Yansheng who brought Xi Han to the lounge, and now it is Xi Han who brought Yin Yansheng in during the lunch break.

He was sitting on the bed, Yin Yansheng was pillowed on his lap, he closed his eyes and unconsciously drew circles on Xi Han's leg, his fingers were itchy and numb.

In fact, Yin Yan's voice is quite small, and he is only 24 this year. Usually, he is too vigorous and vigorous, so it is easy for people to ignore his age, but now when his eyes are closed, his tenderness is revealed.

The skin is fair and soft, and the eyelashes are long black, so that when the eyes are closed, the coldness and sharpness of the body are reduced, and it looks quite harmless.

Xi Han touched his cheek with his fingers, and then gently moved them near his temples. His fingers were slightly cool, and such a moderate pressure was very comfortable. Yin Yansheng was made drowsy by his pressing, and all alertness in his body faded away.

In a trance, he heard a whisper, the voice was almost a whisper, and it just fell into his ears lightly: "désir".

Yin Yansheng opened his eyes: "What are you talking about?" The words just now were in French.

Xi Han said: "Desire".

All his drowsiness faded away like a tide, and at that moment his body stiffened, Yin Yansheng's Adam's apple rolled slightly, as if someone had rubbed his heart, he held his breath and waited for Xi Han's reaction, but saw Xi Han's reaction. Han gently pulled his hand away, and said in a hoarse voice: "Don't scratch, you won't be able to get out if you scratch again."

Yin Yansheng clenched his palms and found that his palms were wet with sweat.