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Song Yu supported him, to be precise, it was Xi Yan who leaned on him.

"Did you come by car?"

Xi Yan hummed and pointed at the Rolls Royce in the corner.

When sitting in the driver's seat, Song Yu turned up the heat and asked, "Are you okay?"

His gaze rests on the well-shaped lips.

"Ah."

Xi Yan responded indifferently, Song Yu looked at it a few more times, and finally felt relieved.

Xie Junyi finally got rid of the annoying Liu Entropy. When he walked out of the restaurant, he could only see the white snow, covered in silver, and a ruthless world.

He took out his phone and dialed Song Yu's number.

Song Yu was driving at the moment, but the mobile phone beside him rang. Adhering to the good habit of not answering the phone while driving, he asked, "Who?"

Xi Yan's tone was indifferent: "Jun Yi."

It always felt very weird for him to read out this remark so emotionlessly.

Song Yu: "Hang up."

Xi Yan stretched out his finger and tapped lightly, and the sound stopped abruptly.

In an instant, the car became quiet.

The confinement closed space made the air slow, and Song Yu adjusted his sitting posture a little uncomfortably.

Song Yu: "I came here with him to discuss the project, but I didn't expect you to be here, what a coincidence."

Just as Xi Yan was about to speak, the bell rang again relentlessly, and he tilted his head slightly: "Do you need to turn off the phone?"

Xie Junyi stood at the door, looking at the phone calls that were hung up again and again, thinking that the two of them were still living together, especially that Xi Yan had evil intentions, he was worried.

Finally, he received a reminder to shut down the phone, and he was depressed.

On the way back, I saw the bright red invitation letter in the car, the birthday party...

There may be thoughts in my heart.

After Song Yu swiped open the door, an orange sweet potato squatted at the door. When it saw Xi Yan, it happily went up to it and skillfully peeled off its trouser legs.

Song Yu hugged it away, "Don't bother your boss, he's not feeling well right now."

Song Yu first poured someone a cup of hot water. While Xi Yan was drinking, he tiptoed to touch his forehead, which was a little hot.

"Wait, I'll find the thermometer."

Xi Yan received a text message from Liu Entropy, "Your acting skills are completely OK, I fooled you just like that."

Xi Yan replied: "It's not acting, I have a low fever."

Liu Entropy: "...just wait for me."

After a while, Liu Entropy sent him a screenshot.

Xi Yan conveniently clicked on the screenshot, but didn't have time to look at it.

At this time Song Yu just came out, "Sit down first and take your temperature.

Xi Yan took advantage of the situation and sat on the sofa, putting his phone beside him.

After Song Yu measured it with an electronic thermometer, she sat down next to her and felt something pressed against her leg.

He pulls it out.

Just in time to see the words on the screen of Xi Yan's mobile phone - Can I do sex exercises if I have a fever?

The answer below is, "Yes, but it is not recommended. Because a lot of energy will be consumed during a fever, it will be more strenuous to perform xx exercises. However, individual physiques are different."

He also specially drew a red circle on the "yes".

Then a message called "Liu Entropy" popped up on it, "Take out your physical strength as the number one in long-distance running, if you don't counsel, just do it!"

Song Yu: "..."

He held the phone for a while, feeling a little embarrassed.

Did he delay Xi Yan from going out to do some strenuous exercise...

Xi Yan supported his body with his hands, tilted his shoulders, and saw the screenshot on the screen.

Xi Yan: "..."

The atmosphere was hot for a while, Song Yu shook his collar, "It seems a little hot," and then returned the phone to him, pretending not to know anything, looking down at the thermometer.

"Low fever, if you have something to go out, remember to wear more clothes."

"I'm not going out."

Xi Yan looked at him fixedly, "This Liu Entropy is my childhood. He came back from abroad, and his thoughts are more unrestrained."

so...

It turns out that this Mr. Liu Entropy has special research on these aspects.

He just thought that the two of them...

What do you really think?

Song Yu dug out a pack of granules from the box and made a cup for him.

"This medicine is a bit bitter."

Xi Yan raised his head and drank the medicine in one go.

Boss Xi, who never changed his face, frowned rarely, and said a word, "Bitter."

"How bitter is it?"

There was gloating in Song Yu's tone.

Xi Yan pulled him back and pushed him back on the sofa, "You will know after a try."

Then came another not-so-good kiss, so bitter that Song Yu's heart was broken!

The only thing that has improved is the boss's kissing skills.

The kiss made him dizzy, and there was a faint bitter taste in his mouth, but Xi Yan curled his lips in a good mood: "It's actually not very bitter."

Song Yu gave him a hard look, "I've tasted it all, it's bitter, it's terribly bitter!"

His face was hot, and he went back to the room pretending to be angry, closing the door for a moment.

He held on to the door panel, feeling a little restless.

The tingling sensation from just now still seemed to remain on the tip of his tongue. He walked to the mirror and saw that his lips were bright red on his expressionless face.

He didn't taste how bitter the medicine was just now.

I only remember the intertwined fingertips, the warm breath, and the increasingly thin air, and my territory was violated little by little.

Ah... is he crazy?

Isn't it just a kiss, as for allowing myself to reminisce for so long.

He said silently in his heart, I am a straight man, I am a straight man, I... how could I succumb to my beauty! ! ! ? ?

Then he couldn't help thinking, why did Xi Yan kiss him?

If the first time was an accident, what about this time?Could it be that Xi Yan treats him, no, how is this possible, how is it possible for a person like him.

Well, it must be a fever and the mind is not sober!

Someone classified as out of their mind is texting, "Don't send me this crap anymore."

Liu Entropy: "?? Why haven't you logged in yet?"

Xi Yan: "It's over."

Liu Entropy: "This, so fast??"

With his head full of yellow waste, he thought to himself, no way, the outside is strong but the inside is doing, it's only been a few minutes...

Xi Yan: "We didn't do anything, you think too much."

Liu Entropy: "????"

He would rather Xi Yan be a second man than do nothing!He has worked so hard for so long, but he didn't do anything?

"You have to be strong. If you don't do anything, you won't be afraid of being robbed?"

Xi Yan: "No rush."

At noon, Song Yu thought about making porridge for the sick, and after a long time, he wiped his hands contentedly.

As soon as the lid of the pot was lifted, a faint burnt smell came out.

Song Yu was a little embarrassed, and pretended not to smell it, filled a bowl of porridge, turned her head and almost shook her hands until the whole bowl fell to the ground.

Xi Yan on the sofa was wearing a white shirt, with two buttons unbuttoned at the neckline, a part of the collarbone looming clearly visible.

The whole person has the word "desire" in capital letters.

Song Yu hurriedly closed his eyes, and lowered his head to deliver the porridge to someone.

When handing the spoon, Xi Yan raised his eyes and looked straight at him. He was honest and upright, but Song Yu was very nervous when he saw it, "What's wrong, is there something on my face?"

Song Yu's eyes couldn't help but slide down again, the open collar is really beautiful...

Can't help but think of the kiss just now, and the content on the screenshot.

Immediately, his face flushed.

Xi Yan asked suspiciously, "No, why did you suddenly blush?"

Song Yu: "..."

It's impossible to tell the truth, so he could only say: "It's hot."

"You have a good rest, I think the company still has something to do."

When I went out, I accidentally bumped into a chair. It can be said that I was in a panic.

Just as Xi Yan got up to help, Song Yu stretched out a hand to him, "No need."

He stood up slowly and hopped into the room.

Ahhh, I'm really too hungry and thirsty, you are so excited just by unbuttoning two buttons, and you have never seen such excitement when you saw your upper body naked a few days ago.

It must be something I ate recently that got angry and made me panic.

But in the following period of time, every time Song Yu saw Xi Yan, he had unspeakable thoughts in his heart.

For a while, I saw a part of his exposed wrist, and for a while, it was the corner of his clothes that was lifted up inadvertently.

On this day, Song Yu received a call from his aunt.

The person on the other side enthusiastically introduced him to someone: "You're already 24, and you haven't even had a girlfriend."

Song Yu originally wanted to refuse, but thinking of his abnormal physical needs recently, he agreed to go on a blind date in the afternoon.

Xi Yan stood at the door, and Song Yu was looking back and forth in the mirror, "How about this dress for me?"

"What are you going to do?"

Song Yu wore a black turtleneck sweater and a red jacket, which made his skin white and beautiful, making him stand out.

He turned around, "Blind date."

Xi Yan probably choked on this answer, and said after a long time: "So suddenly."

Song Yu gave him a sad look, if you weren't so good-looking, you made me doubt my gender orientation, why would I be reduced to a blind date?

Xi Yan walked in and helped people match it in a serious manner: "The color of this dress is too heavy, and for a blind date, the more formal the dress, the more important it is to show the importance of this meeting."

Then, he reached for the most common and unremarkable professional suit.

Song Yu: "...Really?"

Why does he feel a little unreliable.

Xi Yan was very natural: "Of course, don't you believe it?"

Song Yu: "..."

Seeing the boss's kissing skills, he didn't believe it, but he accepted it obediently, "Okay, that's it."

Then he wanted to spray perfume, but he was held down as soon as his hand touched the perfume bottle.

Song Yu looked at him with question marks on his face.

"The taste of this one is too weak. A blind date must be warm and bright. Use this one."

After speaking, he took away the Road to Hades from his hand, and changed a bottle of perfume that he dug out from that corner.

He looked at the bottle of perfume in his hand with some hesitation, but Xi Yan looked at him firmly: "Just spray it."

Song Yu: "..."

In the final ending, Song Yu wore a somewhat pungent smell and a lackluster shirt, but was accompanied by Xi Yan who was eye-catching from head to toe.

The girl who went to the appointment dressed very carefully, but Song Yu's attire seemed a little unsatisfactory, especially when shaking hands, she had a pungent smell on her body.

The girl subtracted points in her heart without leaving a trace.

Looking at his clothes again, he was solemn and rigid, and he lost points in his heart.

Until the last line of sight turned to the man who was walking with him.

The eyes suddenly lit up.

……

After the blind date, Song Yu leaned back on the chair wearily.

The women on the opposite side all glanced at Xi Yan overtly and secretly, and tried to leave Xi Yan's WeChat over and over again.

Song Yu felt aggrieved: "I was the one who went on a blind date with her."

"Are you jealous?"