The Boss I Picked Up All Fell In Love With Me

Fu Shijun finally followed Su Zui to the bathroom in the small room.

There is nothing wrong with Su Zui's proposal both emotionally and rationally, it's only because of his impure thoughts that he feels embarrassed, and he really has no position to refuse.

Besides, he couldn't bear it either.

If it wasn't for his injury this time, even if he waited forever, he probably wouldn't be able to wait for Su Zui to take care of him so considerately.

In fact, you don't have to wait too long.

He was sure that after he recovered from his injury, Su Zui would quickly distance the distance between them and return to the original familiar but polite state.

Thinking of this, a slight darkness flashed across Fu Shijun's eyes.

When Su Zui unbuttoned his inner shirt, the fingertips hanging on one side curled up twice like twitching, but they didn't lift up after all.

He just closed his eyes impatiently.

After Su Zui unbuttoned the buttons one by one, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

Although he really didn't think too much about it before taking it off, but seeing a large piece of muscles with beautiful lines and implying tension appeared in front of him, he was not completely dead.

In particular, Mr. Fu not only has good-looking muscles, but also has a beautiful waistline, which is tight and powerful. The edge of the suit pants fastened by the leather belt can vaguely see the mermaid line spreading down.

Everyone has a desire to compare, looking at such a perfect mature male body, Su Zui couldn't help but think of himself.

After using the physique strengthening reagent, although his physique has improved a lot, his external figure has not changed much, and his whole body is still soft.

Even if he consciously exercised after passing through, he has only barely escaped the category of white chicken, and his muscles are thin, and he has to stretch hard to see them.

That little muscle might look good on its own, but if compared with Fu Shijun, he is simply a babbling kid, childish enough to make people laugh.

Su Zui couldn't help but feel a little delicate.

If it weren't for Fu Shijun's difficulty in changing clothes with one hand, he wouldn't want to come up to this kind of stimulation.

Fu Shijun saw that his gaze was lingering on him, showing unkind eyes, and his already unstable mentality slowly collapsed.

After hesitating several times, he finally couldn't help sullenly, and carefully explained to himself: "...I have been hospitalized, and my figure has regressed."

Su Zui: "..."

Probably because he was dizzy by Fu Shijun's "show off" behavior, Su Zui suddenly felt disgusted, and stretched out his hand to slap that beautiful skin.

A crisp sound of "snap" sounded in the quiet bathroom.

Fu Shijun was startled, the place where he was hit trembled twice, and his muscles tensed even more.

Before he understood why he was suddenly beaten, he heard Su Zui's calm voice say, "Raise your arm, take off your clothes."

Fu Shijun's breathing was stagnant, and he forgot to pursue the matter of being beaten. After being frozen for a few seconds, he raised his good arm under Su Zui's urging.

Su Zui carefully helped him undress, in order not to pull the injured arm, the whole process took a full 5 minutes.

After taking it off, he let out a light breath, and even a fine sweat broke out on his forehead.

The clothes covering the upper body were completely removed, and the waist and back were exposed. It could be seen that the outline was very strong and beautiful.

Su Zui learned a lesson this time, he controlled his eyes and didn't let them glance around.

Not daring to delay, he threw the dirty clothes into the clothes basket in the corner, soaked a towel in warm water, and wiped Fu Shijun's chest.

The faint brown tea juice was wiped off with a towel, and the wiped skin was white with residual hot water.

Through the towel, Su Zui could also feel the tightness of the body under his hand.

It is not an exaggeration to say that he is facing a great enemy, as if he is some kind of scourge, and what he is holding is not a towel, but a blade.

However, he understood Fu Shijun's reaction, so he didn't say anything, and concentrated on wiping, just wanting to make a quick decision.

I didn't notice that the hand of the owner of the body, which was holding on to the storage shelf, has gradually tightened with his movements, and the veins on the back of the hand and arm are bursting out, and it seems obvious that the blood flow in it can be seen.

"call--"

After Su Zui wiped it a few times, he realized that they forgot to bring the new clothes and had to go back to the wardrobe outside to get them.

The problem is, he still doesn't know which one Fu Shijun should wear.

Having a headache for a while, Su Zui simply frowned and began to unbutton his coat.

He said: "I haven't got any clothes, you put on my coat first, and go find clothes yourself."

His coat was too small for Fu Shijun, and he definitely couldn't wear it, but it should be barely enough to put it on to keep out the cold.

As a result, the second button was unbuttoned, and the wrist was buckled.

"Xiao Zui—" The voice of the person who suddenly grabbed his wrist was hoarse and terrifying, as if rolling over sandpaper.

Su Zui's heart skipped a beat, and when he looked up, he saw a pair of dark eyes, staring straight at him as if they wanted to devour him.

The hand holding his wrist was also hot and fuming.

He didn't change his face: "Don't make trouble, do you want to freeze?"

He wanted to take his hand out of Fu Shijun's hand, but Fu Shijun's grip was very tight this time, just like a struggle, the harder he struggled, the tighter he tightened it.

Although he could still increase his strength, Su Zui still didn't move because of the injury on this person's hand.

He straightened his lips and turned his gaze sideways, feeling a little distressed in his heart.

Although he had always thought about chopping off the boss's little claw, he didn't intend to do so at this time.

Fu Shijun was still injured, and he didn't want Fu Shijun's mood to fluctuate too much at this time.

Fu Shijun was condescending, looking at Su Zui's clear black eyes, a little lost.

Su Zui... did he feel it?

Most of the time, he felt that Su Zui didn't have this sense of touch at all, but occasionally he couldn't help but wonder if the kid actually understood everything and just kept pretending to be stupid because he didn't want to make too much embarrassment?

From the moment this idea popped up, he couldn't hold it down any longer, it swelled like a snowball in his heart, and it swelled to the point where he could no longer hold back.

His lips moved uncontrollably: "Xiao Zui, I—"

Su Zui raised his eyes and said softly, "Uncle Fu, don't be impulsive."

His voice is clear and clear, like a cool spring flowing past his feet in spring.

However, not only did this clear spring fail to extinguish the fire in Fu Shijun's heart, but it seemed to quench his thirst by drinking poison. After a short period of calm, it pushed him into an even more irresolvable abyss.

he knows--

Fu Shijun suddenly understood that Su Zui had indeed known what he was thinking, otherwise he would not have said such things to him for no reason.

At this moment, his mind seemed to be very clear, but it seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, and what he did was driven by instinct.

In the small bathroom, his upper body was naked, he grabbed Su Zui's slender wrist with his only movable hand, leaned over and kissed those two soft lips precisely.

"..."

Su Zui stood where he was, as if he was stupid, and after several seconds, he blinked with difficulty.

He really wanted to resolutely refuse at the beginning, and even rehearsed the wording in his mind several times.

But for some reason, the moment Fu Shijun approached him, he seemed to lose his strength and didn't think about anything.

Just being kissed so firmly.

He took a quick breath, and felt that Fu Shijun wanted to stick his tongue into his mouth, and then he woke up suddenly, and stretched out his hand to push him away.

While reaching out to push Fu Shijun, he said to the system in his heart: "Buy a forgotten skill card."

There is a skill card sold in the system mall, which can make people forget any experience from zero to half an hour in the past. He has used it for Fu Shijun now, and there is still time.

Walking out of the bathroom, Fu Shijun will forget this experience that shouldn't exist.

Perhaps his daze just now was not just an accident.

Fu Shijun's mind was not pure, and he might not be able to straighten up and say that he was innocent.

But no matter what, he is always a passer-by, he is not qualified to be responsible for anyone's feelings, and he doesn't want to... after separation, he will suffer alone without a time limit.

The beginning of the error is enough, there is no need to continue.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, a sudden change occurred.

From the moment he woke up, he found that he had no memory, his mind was empty, he could not find his way, nor could he see the future.

But at the moment when the tip of Fu Shijun's tongue was forced into his mouth, there was a sudden difference in this blank space.

The white curtain was broken, and hundreds of tarnished stars jumped out from behind the curtain, revealing the true face of his spiritual world——

Although it is vast and vast, it is a dim starry sky that has completely lost its vitality.

Su Zui was stunned by this sudden change, for a moment he forgot to push the person away.

His fingertips were numb, and in the virtual spiritual world, he saw a small string of data flowing deeper along the connected lips, rendering the nerve endings, and then spinning into the dim starry sky in his mind, Consciously cruising to the dim sky, quietly lighting up a corner of the starry sky.

Although it only accounted for [-]% of the entire starry sky, that single bright star was still shining brightly, shining in the dark night with a light that could not be ignored.

The data string ran too fast, Su Zui couldn't catch it and read the content inside, but at the moment it lit up the stars, he still felt an unprecedented sense of fulfillment.

It's like... something that was lost has returned to his body.

Su Zui has an inexplicable intuition that even if he can't read the contents of the star, after the entire starry sky is lit up, those locked memories will open to him.

"Um……"

The feeling of data rushing in is too weird. That feeling directly acts on the spiritual level, which is more direct and overwhelming than the physical pleasure.

Su Zui had never experienced this kind of experience before, even though his concentration was extremely strong, he couldn't help but groaned between kisses.

Fu Shijun heard his muffled groan, as if he had received some encouragement, his back tensed, and he became even more excited.

He has no experience and no skills, he only knows how to run amok in Su Zui's mouth in a dull and disorderly manner, like a wild beast that is only eager to leave a mark on its territory, and it is bound to explore every inch of its territory without caring about anything. Terrible.

If there is a kissing skill competition, the full score is five stars, and giving him one star is just because he didn't bleed people.

That is to say, Su Zui was as good as him in this aspect, and because of the strangeness in his mind that attracted his attention, he didn't bite his tongue and tell him to get out.

After a messy kiss, Fu Shijun's feverish mind finally cooled down.

But when he saw the red and swollen lips of the person in front of him, he lost his mind again, and with a hoarse voice, he was about to confess in one go: "Xiaozui... I, I like——"

"Shh."

Su Zui looked up at him, there was a little light in his black eyes.

I don't know if it was because of the accident just now, or because he finally gave up on himself and stopped avoiding the Qi Nian that had been born in his heart long ago. At this moment, he only felt a relaxation that he had never felt before.

He took the initiative to get closer, frowned loosely, and said softly, "Kiss again."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and touched the back of Fu Shijun's neck comfortingly, as if comforting a restless large dog, coaxing: "Be gentler this time..."

I have to say that his mouth really hurts a bit.

He suspected that this person was a boar.

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