Sick big boss's palm is petted and milky

Leaving those words behind, Nangong Jiang closed the door and left.

For some reason, Su Yan always felt that the back of His Royal Highness was a little bit lonely.

But this feeling is only for a moment.

Su Yan got dressed and was thinking about the next trip when suddenly a hand wrapped around his waist from behind.

Standing behind the boy, Huang Jinye buried his head in the white and soft skin of the back of the boy's neck, like an elegant beast, doing a pious prayer ceremony.The firm tip of his nose trampled over the softness, and took a deep breath.

"Hmm... itchy, don't make trouble." Su Yan stretched out his hand to push Huang Jinye's face.

Huang Jinye let him push away, his dark eyes became deeper, his cheeks traced along the arc of Su Yan's fingers, he opened his mouth, and embraced the young man's little finger.

"When did you recover your memory?" Huang Jinye's voice was low and mellow.

"Ah?" Only then did Su Yan realize that what he said seriously just now had accidentally exposed himself.

"Just... recently." The young man looked down anxiously, and at the same time, he felt a slight pain in his little finger.

Huang Jinye's sharp teeth punitively increased the intensity of the bite.

Huang Jinye breathed heavily: "Then, Zuo Sen, do you remember it too?"

That was the memory he least wanted his baby to face.

That pervert... I wish I could kill him with my own hands!

From Huang Jinye's perspective, only the back of Su Yan's plump head can be seen.

The man pursed his lips, quietly observing every move of the boy in his arms.

"What do you remember?" Su Yan turned his head, with confusion in his cat-like round eyes, "Is he someone important?"

Huang Jinye stared closely at Su Yan's eyes.

A cold touch climbed up the man's spine, and finally reached a certain top, before disappearing quietly.

Huang Jinye: "It's good if you don't think about it."

Su Yan smiled sweetly, stood on tiptoe, and lightly pecked Huang Jinye's face.

"Boom..."

At the place where the young man kissed, a small patch of redness quickly spread at a speed visible to the naked eye, and quickly returned to its original state.

"Little thing, seduce me?"

"If you don't seduce who are you seducing?" Su Yan smiled slyly, felt the phone vibrating in his pocket, and took it out to look.

It was the message from the agent, Old Wu.

Huang Jinye: "What's wrong?"

Su Yan shook the phone: "The manager told us Troy to go to a meeting at two o'clock in the afternoon."

Huang Jinye: "Then go."

"Ah?" Su Yan opened his mouth slightly.

So easy to say yes?

Thinking that Huang Jinye didn't react, Su Yan reminded again: "Nangong Jiang will be there too, he is Troy's captain now."

"Well, let's go."

Su Yan's eyes widened.

When did Ah Ye become so... generous and decent?

Su Yan felt strange, but said nothing in the end, and kissed Huang Jinye's other cheek.

"Then I'm leaving."

"Okay." Huang Jinye reached out and patted Su Yan's head.

"Hey, why did you pluck my hair?" Su Yan covered his head in pain.

"Accidentally, my nails got hooked." With a slight smile in his eyes, Huang Jinye leaned forward, and kissed Su Yan's lips like a dragonfly.

Because of being in the mist for a long time, the young man's cherry lips were steamed very plump and crystal clear. When he was kissed like this suddenly, it was like a Q-ball jelly was patted and trembled slightly.

"Go, let Yun Lai see you off."

"I won't mess with you anymore." Su Yan pretended to wipe his lips, looked at the time, turned and left.

……

Watching Su Yan's back disappear at the end of the corridor of the Great Health Care, Huang Jinye's gentle eyes suddenly became deep.

The man walked to the side of the bathtub just now and squatted down.

After groping for a while, I found a piece of Nangong Jiang's hair on the ground.

What Nangong Jiang said just now sounded like a dog-licking speech at first glance, but the more Huang Jinye thought about it, the more strange it became.

Of course, the royal family of Huaguo does not allow and cannot recognize marriage between men and women.Then, when Nangong Jiang said that she wanted to give Yanyan a royal status, did she have another meaning?

Huang Jinye's pitch-black pupils gradually became complicated, and he carefully put Nangong Jiang's hair into a small transparent bag.

With the addition of Su Yan's hair he had just plucked, it was just right for him to go to a medical institution for an appraisal.