The Boss I Picked Up All Fell In Love With Me

After Su Zui finished speaking, after realizing what he said, his heart skipped a beat.

Mentioning the names of other men and women at such a time is an act of death.

Not to mention that Yang Yuanhang had actually entangled with him.

Although these things were all the fault of the original body, but he passed through and became the original body, so he could only be forced to bear the consequences.

Even if this relationship was later characterized by him as a simple relationship between a sponsor and an art student, Fu Shijun would not think too much about it.

"Shi Jun," he explained with a hoarse voice and a headache, "I'm not--um!"

Before he could finish his sentence, he let out a muffled grunt because of the sudden movement of the people behind him.

"You are cold, calm down,"

He saw the man's eyes through the glass, and those eyes made his scalp numb.

The man's eyes were dark, full of irresistible storms, and the emotions in his eyes could almost be called ferocious.

Unlike humans, like a wolf that has been robbed of food, it is viciously thinking about how to bite off a piece of meat from him.

Su Zui: "..."

He stretched out his hand to grab the man's arm on his waist, and rubbed his palm against the bulging veins. You don't need to look to know how nervous this man is.

His throat was tight, his body couldn't be controlled by himself, his speech was almost out of tune, and he had to speak several times intermittently before he could say: "You, don't... think too much."

After several seconds, the man's hoarse voice sounded close to his ear: "I didn't think much about it."

Su Zui: "..."

Mr. Fu's ability to open his eyes and tell lies is getting stronger and stronger.

Fu Shijun proved with his actions that he "didn't think too much."

The pile driver stopped tripping, but it was suspected that the line was short-circuited and became a perpetual motion machine.

Su Zui almost thought that he would never see the sun again, so he fell asleep halfway through, and was woken up again, half asleep and half awake, and seemed to shed tears in spite of himself.

In the end, after not knowing what to say, Fu Shijun kissed his ear, and carried him to the bathroom.

Fu Shijun's actions can't be considered rough, and he took care of his feelings as before. It was a tacit understanding after two years of working together. He didn't need to pay special attention, and he could find the most comfortable way for each other.

It's just that the feeling of being overdrawn is also crushing.

He and Fu Shijun were never so tired the first time.

When Su Zui finally lifted his corpse in the bathtub like a salted fish, he suddenly raised his head and bit the back of Fu Shijun's hand, leaving a row of neat teeth marks to express his inner resentment.

"Good boy." Without frowning, the man lightly rubbed his chin with his thumb, coaxing in a hoarse voice, "It's my fault. I'll take a shower and sleep first, and I'll be angry tomorrow."

Yang Yuanhang.

He slowly recited the name in his mind, and a coldness flashed across his eyes that made his heart chill.

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Yang Yuanhang's life is not satisfactory.

After he was driven out of the villa by Su Zui, he tried to redeem the lover who had been obedient to him.

But soon someone came out and threatened him that if he was seen in City A again, he would be ruined.

Fame was the only thing he didn't lose, Yang Yuanhang didn't dare to gamble with it, so he had to leave City A unwillingly.

However, he was unwilling to go back to that impoverished mountain village. After sending his mother back, he rented a house in another city with tens of thousands of dollars from his card, and planned to sell paintings for a living.

It didn't matter, he thought, he could make a living with his own hands without the help of others.

However, in fact, his painting skills are really limited.

In the past, Yuanshen liked him, and in order to make him happy, he spent money to invite friends to buy his paintings, which created an illusion for him that his paintings were very popular.

As soon as he left the support of the original body, his true level was exposed.

He also marked the price of tens of thousands of paintings for mediocre paintings, and it would be hell if someone bought them.

Not only could it not be sold, but it was also posted on professional forums.

"Hahahahahaha poisonous, how dare you bid such a high price for this kind of painting? All the sophomores in our school can draw better than this!"

"Really? Are you so clueless?"

"This painting... To be honest, a few hundred is okay, and it will be ridiculous if it is higher."

Yang Yuanhang angrily debated with others in the post, but was ridiculed by the group. That day, diss his post floated on the entire front page of the forum, which made his liver hurt from anger.

In the end, it was too noisy, so he closed the post, thinking that these people were just jealous of him.

In this way, after a few months, not only did he fail to earn a penny, but he also spent a lot of money that he had saved before.

It stands to reason that tens of thousands of dollars is not too little, and it is not a problem to live for a year or two if you save a little.

But Yang Yuanhang lived too comfortably when he was with the original body, he didn't learn anything, he first learned how to spend money lavishly.

After being driven away, he didn't know how to restrain himself. He picked up all the food, clothing, housing and transportation, and spent money like running water, just tens of thousands of yuan.

It wasn't until the landlord came to press for the rent, but he couldn't pay it, that Yang Yuanhang finally panicked.

In desperation, he packed up and went to a small third-tier city close to home, rented a cheap basement, began to accept reality, and sold paintings at normal prices.

After a month, he was exhausted to death, and the money he could earn was just enough to live on, and he basically couldn't save it.

I can't talk about a partner, and occasionally use software to make an appointment with someone, and then break up after the appointment.

After two or three years of stumbling like this, under the urging of his mother, he started a blind date and prepared to get married and start a family.

It's just that he has no car, no house, unstable job, and poor family conditions. Apart from a pretty face, he can't show anything.

After meeting several times, I finally found a young girl who was attracted by his face. After talking for two months, the parents of both parties had met. They were planning to get married, but suddenly something happened.

Coincidentally, a high school classmate of that girl had an appointment with Yang Yuanhang.

I saw their group photo in the circle of friends, and reminded the girl tactfully out of the friendship of classmates.

This sentence blew up the hornet's nest, and the girl also had a bad temper. Within two days, she brought someone over to beat Yang Yuanhang up!

"If you dare to lie to your old lady about a marriage, I'll let you know what is a reward for the present life!"

"Cheating marriage gay, dead scumbag, I'm pissed!"

Yang Yuanhang was beaten until his whole body was bruised and his leg was broken. He didn't get out of bed for several days.

He angrily called the police, but the girl's family is very powerful in the local area. The police came over to take a look, and made a statement perfunctorily, and there was nothing more to say.

Yang Yuanhang was very aggrieved, but there was nothing he could do. He had a broken leg, and it was difficult for him to walk. It would be impossible to get revenge.

His injured leg was not properly treated because there was no shortage of money, and the recovery condition was very poor. The doctor said that it was almost inevitable that he would walk with a limp in the future.

Yang Yuanhang huddled in the damp and cold basement, dragging his injured leg, cursing others all day long.

There was Su Zhimo who demolished the bridge across the river, Su Zui who ruthlessly abandoned him, and that bitch who directly broke his leg...

But at this time, he didn't know that disability was not the most terrible thing.

Within a few days, Yang's mother broke into his basement crying, ignoring his injuries, and came up crying and beating him with a desperate look.

"Yuanhang, what's the matter with your blind date? They took people, hung up banners in the village saying that you are gay, and played them over and over again with a loudspeaker. Now the whole village knows that you are a pervert with men!"

"Now when I go out, I'm being pointed at behind my back. What do you want me to do? Huh? I gave birth to you and raised you for so many years just to let you hurt me like this? You debt collector! I should have known Today, when you were born, I should have strangled you!"

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