The Boss I Picked Up All Fell In Love With Me

With a "click", the lock on the rear seat unlocked.

Su Zui pressed the steering wheel: "Brother Yang, go down."

Yang Yuanhang's gaze fell on his hands involuntarily. Those thin and slender hands rested on the dark steering wheel, and the light blue blood vessels on the back of the hands were clearly visible.

He was startled for a moment, and then he came back to his senses: "Aren't you coming in?"

Su Zui said: "No, I still have a lot to do at work, I have to go home and work overtime."

The word "go home" made Yang Yuanhang feel suddenly uncomfortable.

He remembered when he first moved to this small villa.

Su Zui is like a hard-working bee, enthusiastically helping him move things, still sweating, jumping on him happily.

With crescent-like eyes bent, hung on his shoulders, shaking and shaking: "Brother Yang, this will be our home from now on."

After a while, she drooped her eyebrows and lowered her voice, looking at him with eyes full of nostalgia: "My father married a stepmother, and there is no place for me in my grandfather's house. Brother Yang, I only have you."

And now, standing in front of this villa, Su Zui said "go home" to him.

His expression was as calm as asking him casually if he had eaten.

Yang Yuanhang only felt an aggrieved anger nestled in his chest, and he couldn't express it or swallow it down.

I wanted to say something but stopped in the middle, and finally choked out a few words dryly: "Then you are busy."

In the past, as long as there was nothing to do, Su Zui would have liked to stay with him in the villa all the time, without being separated for a second.

He used to think that the young man was too annoying, and always wanted to send Su Zui away.

But when Su Zui really began to pay more attention to other things gradually, and stopped focusing on him all day long, anger and panic suddenly surged from the bottom of his heart, entangled him like a tide and swallowed him up.

After getting off the car, Yang Yuanhang didn't rush into the villa, but stood there, looking almost intently at the people in the car.

Su Zui was not in a hurry to drive the car away, he pressed the phone twice, sat in the driver's seat and made a call with someone.

The sound insulation of the windows is very good. Yang Yuanhang could only see the young man in the car curling his lips and laughing, as if he was very happy, but he couldn't hear what he said.

"...Okay, let's do it like this, be careful, I would rather arrange more people, don't mess it up."

Su Zui hung up the phone in satisfaction, threw the phone aside, gave Yang Yuanhang a soft and harmless smile, stepped on the accelerator, and drove away.

Yang Yuanhang stood there in a daze for a long time before returning to the villa.

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"boom!"

Early in the morning, Yang Yuanhang was awakened by the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

He opened his eyes with a headache.

My brain seemed to have been hit by something, and I could only vaguely recall some fragments.

bar boy...

The last image in my mind was that of him pressing someone on the bed.

Oh, yes, yesterday he was so angry by Su Zui that his liver hurt and he couldn't bear it, so he couldn't help but go to the bar he used to go to and drink some wine, found a boy who was pleasing to the eye, and brought him back to sleep for a night.

From the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of a figure with only one arm exposed, and Yang Yuanhang propped up his arm, ready to get up.

It might be because of the hangover. After finishing this time, not only did he not feel comfortable after relief, but his head hurts as if he wanted to be smashed.

He just wanted to wash his face to wake up, but when he looked up, he was caught off guard and saw a familiar figure of a middle-aged woman at the door.

His mother.

Yang Yuanhang almost thought that he had misread it, and it took several seconds before he recovered his voice: "Mom?? Why are you here?!"

After finishing speaking, I slowly remembered that my mother had indeed told him that she would come to see him in the near future.

It's just why it's so sudden, without even saying hello?

As if he suddenly remembered something, he took out his cell phone from his jacket, and sure enough, he found several text messages from his mother last night, saying that he had already boarded the train and would arrive in the morning.

He was flirting with little boys in a noisy bar at that time, and he was completely oblivious to the faint vibration of his mobile phone.

Yang's mother picked it up and accused Yang Yuanhang dissatisfiedly: "Are you so embarrassed to say? How many text messages have I sent you? I didn't reply to the call. I thought it was because the Internet was not good. Well, it turned out that I was fooling around with people here. If it wasn't for—ah!!"

Before she could finish her sentence, she suddenly widened her eyes, as if she saw something extremely terrifying, and let out a scream that almost broke the sound.

She looked at the man with flat chest and short hair next to Yang Yuanhang, and asked in disbelief: "Yuanhang! How can you do such perverted things with men, men!!"

Yang Yuanhang's mind was in chaos.

He covered the boy beside him with a quilt, put on his clothes, and hurriedly got out of bed.

"Mom, listen to my explanation!"

His hands were shaking as he pulled his pants on.

His parents divorced, and his father disliked being poor here, so he left their mother and son and left.

His mother raised him alone.

What his mother taught him since he was a child is to study hard, get ahead, marry a virtuous daughter-in-law who is good at raising children, and spread the branches and leaves for the family. Only then can he be a good and decent child.

These concepts have been instilled into his mind day after day, year after year, and have become an indelible mark engraved in his bones.

When he discovered that his interest in male classmates was much higher than that of female classmates during adolescence, his first thought was panic.

The second thought is that this matter must not be known to others!

He has been hiding it very well, and he did not show any strangeness in front of his relatives and classmates throughout the middle and high school years.

In the eyes of everyone, he has always been the top student with good looks and good grades.

Only when I was admitted to university and walked out of that closed mountain village did I dare to release myself occasionally in a city full of strangers.

But that's all.

When the age is up, he will step by step find a suitable person to marry and have children.

In his life, he will never embark on the road of homosexuality, which is scolded by poking his spine!

Yang's mother's words pierced Yang Yuanhang's heart word by word: "You are going to spread the word like this, what should your mother do for me? When the time comes, everyone will say that I am a pervert!"

Yang Yuanhang shook his head incoherently: "No! Mom, I'm not a pervert! When I get married and have children, no one will say anything!"

Mother Yang picked up the bag that had just been frightened away, and threw it at Yang Yuanhang angrily: "I raised you to such a big size with shit and piss to make you honor your ancestors, not to make you live here with me." Men do such disgusting things!"

"Snapped!"

The bag contained all kinds of vegetables, and Yang Yuanhang happened to be hit in the back of the head by a hard cabbage.

The head, which was already swollen to death, almost exploded from the pain.

He dodged in embarrassment, but his body was still covered in bruises.

The boy who was woken up was frightened by this posture, and watched the farce, huddling under the quilt and not daring to make a sound.

Yang Yuanhang was beaten up by his mother, and he was slapped a few times, with vegetable leaves hanging on his head, and he became very embarrassed.

Suddenly, he thought of something, and felt a strong uneasiness in his heart. He grabbed Mother Yang's hand: "Mom, how did you come here?"

Mother Yang: "You still have the face to say—"

She slapped Yang Yuanhang again: "How did I come here? You are busy doing such perverted things, if your friend still remembered to pick me up at the station, I would have to sleep on the street!"

friend?

The only friends who knew he lived here were——

With a buzzing sound, Yang Yuanhang's mind went numb.

Regardless of continuing to explain to his mother, he ran to the window almost in a frenzy, opened the curtains and looked down under his body full of embarrassment.

Su Zui is leaning on the car.

The mottled leaf shadow cast on him made him look very beautiful.

Seeing him look over, she gave him an extremely gentle smile.

【Ding!Main task 1: Revenge of the Cannon Fodder.Completed progress: 40%]

[The 1000 experience points rewarded by the novice exclusive stage mission has arrived, please pay attention to check! 】

[Reminder: If the final mission fails, the mission rewards withdrawn in advance will be deducted from the next mission. 】

Su Zui looked at the 1000 experience points that had just arrived, and then at Yang Yuanhang, who had cabbage leaves hanging on his head, with a kind of love that the system couldn't understand: "I didn't understand the joy of raising pigs before, but now I do." Now, if you raise the little piglets fat and then slaughter them, they must be the best pork in the world."

System 555 is unclear, so: "...does the host want to take the farming route?"

Su Zui: "I mean Yang Yuanhang, don't you think we are raising pigs?"

System 555: "..."

The brain circuit of the host is really called Tongtou bald!

To be honest, if it wasn't for the mission requirement to "let the slag Gong get what he deserves", he wouldn't want to do such a low-level thing like messing up Yang Yuanhang's mother.

But in the original plot, Yang Yuanhang used the bed photo to piss off the original grandfather's grandfather. If he wants to complete the main task, he has to use similar means to get revenge.

Fortunately, Yang Yuanhang's mother does farm work all year round, and her physical fitness is strong, which is no worse than that of a man.

He was so angry that he was so angry that he would not faint when his heart stopped, but Yang Yuanhang slapped his hands left and right to relieve his anger.

Su Zui couldn't help being a little envious.

He also wanted to slap Yang Yuanhang, but his character design and body didn't allow it.

Su Zui admired Yang Yuanhang's expression of thunder on the leaf above his head for a while, then took out his cell phone and called him.

"Brother Yang," he looked at Yang Yuanhang through the window, "I secretly went to the station to pick up my aunt, don't be angry."

Yang Yuanhang's voice was hoarse, and if he listened carefully, he could still find some trembling: "Su Zui, you—"

Su Zui interrupted him softly: "Don't worry, I didn't let my aunt know about our relationship, I only said that we are friends."

His voice lowered, and he smiled embarrassedly: "I just... want to see Auntie."

After a while, Yang Yuanhang said slowly: "...In the future, please tell me about this kind of thing first."

His tone was visibly relaxed.

Su Zui didn't realize it, and nodded obediently: "Yeah. Then I'll go first, you and Auntie get along well, and take her out for shopping if you have nothing to do."

He paused, then suddenly asked: "Brother Yang, there is something green on your head, what is that?"

Yang Yuanhang thought for a moment that Su Zui was scolding him: "..."

After a while to react, he stretched out his hand to touch his head, and when he touched a green vegetable leaf, his whole face also turned green.

Yang Yuanhang: "... My mother accidentally dropped the food that my mother brought. It's okay, you can go back quickly, and be careful on the way."

The little boy he brought back yesterday was still huddled naked under the quilt.

If Su Zui felt something was wrong and came in, he would never be able to explain clearly.

Su Zui bent his lips and said hello, then simply got into the car and left.

Although he could go in and catch the adulterer, the scene might be too eye-catching, and he didn't intend to wrong himself with needles for such a thing as Yang Yuanhang.

Let Yang Yuanhang be lucky for a while.

Anyway, soon, he was going to slaughter this little piggy.

The author has something to say:

Zuizui: Now let’s walk into the experience of raising pigs to get rich (o°▽°)o

Yang Piggy Yuanhang: ...

Annoyance·Still no name·Human essence: The author came out and was beaten (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻