BOSS turned me into a dog [entertainment circle]

The lights in the bathroom are bright, and the sound of water is intermittent.

Lin Chuan was tired from standing and it was inconvenient to take a shower. Xiaomao put water in the bathtub for him and helped him to sit in the bathtub to wash. At this moment, Xiaomao was rubbing his back. He hummed so comfortably that he held the water in his hands. Pouring water on the body.

While rubbing it, Xiaomao told him how the big boss cared about his employees during the period after he fell into a coma, and praised him in awe and emotion: "The big boss treats you so well! I used to hear people say that businessmen value profits, and they only see things in their eyes. Qian, now I know that there are also people who value love and righteousness, and Mr. Fu is the kind of boss who values ​​love and righteousness!"

Lin Chuan: "..."

God is so emphatic about love and righteousness, Fu Ming and I rarely meet each other, and we dare not talk too much, where does the love come from?

After boasting about the boss, Xiao Mao praised the company again: "What kind of boss is there, and there is what kind of company. The broken company you used to stay in was rubbish, but now this is different. The company cares about you very much. Call to ask about your situation, humanistic care! A conscientious enterprise!"

Lin Chuan: "..."

That's because the leader acted according to Fu Ming's face... right?

After Xiao Mao praised the company, he praised Lin Chuan again: "Brother, I think in the final analysis, it is because of your strength! Why does the company value you so much? It is not because of your good acting skills and potential. Big red and purple!"

Lin Chuan: "..."

Xiao Mao said, "Brother, do you think so?"

Lin Chuan nodded heavily: "It makes sense, I almost believe it."

After these months of suffering, Xiao Mao is now full of confidence and full of energy: "If you survive a catastrophe, you will have a blessing in the future. I think you will be popular soon!"

Lin Chuan: "..."

Xiaomao: "I want to become a chicken and a dog and ascend to heaven alone!"

Lin Chuan: "...Little Mao, why don't you call yourself Mao Qinghua?"

Xiao Mao was puzzled: "Why? What an elegant name!"

Lin Chuan: "...I think Mao Youcai is more suitable for you."

Xiao Mao was not convinced: "Who said that! The name Mao Qinghua was begged by my parents from the Bodhisattva!"

Lin Chuan: "..."

Lin Chuan is usually chatty, but Xiao Mao is even more chatty than him. Once he took a shower, he never stopped talking. After the bath, he drained the water in the bathtub and used the shower to rinse him from head to toe. : "Okay!"

Lin Chuan thought he was going to take a towel, so he stretched out his hand to take it, but he heard a "pop", Xiaomao opened a bottle of fragrant body lotion, squeezed a big lump into his hand, and clapped it with a "pop". on his back.

"???"

Lin Chuan was surprised: "Why did you paint me with this thing?"

"Now that it's autumn, it's dry, so moisturize your skin."

"No, I haven't used it all the time. It's not like you don't know it. It's too fragrant. I can't stand it. Don't use it."

"It's okay, it's fragrant, and the smell is not strong." Xiaomao leaned over to smell it, and said solemnly, "You are going to be a big star in the future, so how can you not pay attention to maintenance?"

Lin Chuan: "???"

No, is there any necessary connection?

Xiao Mao's hands and feet were nimble, and he quickly wiped his back evenly: "Go ahead yourself!"

As he said that, there was another "slap", and he slapped a lump of body lotion on his chest.

Lin Chuan: "..."

Xiao Mao opened another bottle of moisturizer: "The face needs to be maintained more, we rely on the face for food."

Lin Chuan: "... When did you change the route for me? Xiaomao, you are awesome!"

Xiao Mao turned in front of him and rubbed his face happily, rubbing his facial features together: "Sister Zhao said that the face is also very important when you are an actor. You are now a mysterious marketing, and fans are jealous of your face." Have a lot of curiosity, the curiosity is heavy, the expectations are high, if you don’t take good care of it, you will lose fans in the future.”

Lin Chuan was almost suffocated by his rough hands: "What and what!"

Xiao Mao finally finished torturing Lin Chuan, and got up to get his clothes: "Fuck, I was so excited just now, I forgot to take my underwear!"

Lin Chuan looked tired: "..."

Xiao Mao was afraid that he would catch a cold, so he put a T-shirt on him first, and helped him out of the bathtub: "Brother, wait a moment, I'll get it."

Lin Chuan sat on the stool and stroked his hair feebly: "Oh."

Xiao Mao opened the door of the bathroom, and suddenly saw Fu Ming standing in the room, he was shocked: "Old..."

Boss, didn't you go to fix dinner?Didn't leave?

Before he could say anything, Fu Ming stopped him first: "Washed?"

There was only one bedside lamp on in the room, half of Fu Ming's body was shrouded in shadow, the expression on his face couldn't be seen clearly. Chuan, Xiao Mao didn't think much, and subconsciously followed him and lowered his voice: "The washing is over."

Fu Ming responded lightly: "En."

Xiao Mao went to the cloakroom to find a pair of underwear, and Fu Ming stopped him: "Give it to me."

Xiao Mao was stunned for a while, and hesitated: "Huh?"

No matter how nervous you are, you know it's inappropriate, this is the boss, how can you let the boss give the employees underwear?

Fu Ming reached out and took the underwear directly: "Lin Chuan is going to eat in a while, so pay attention to the hygiene of the bowls and chopsticks, you go down and wash and disinfect the bowls and chopsticks he will use."

Xiao Mao thought about it, it made sense, and hurriedly went down obediently.

Fu Ming walked to the door of the bathroom with his underwear, and gently pushed the door open.

Under the bright yellow light, Lin Chuan sat on the stool with his butt bare, one hand lifted his T-shirt, and the other hand patted his abdomen. He was looking in the mirror happily, muttering: "It's better to be in your own body..."

Fu Ming's eyes were deep and dark. How long he had listened outside, the magma in his brain had been burning for so long. Now Lin Chuan was sitting in the bright place, the groove on his back extended all the way down, and finally disappeared in the shadow of his buttocks and stool. Standing behind Lin Chuan, in addition to seeing his back and groin, he can also see his thin waistline.

Lin Chuan has very long legs, but there is a half-length mirror on the wall in front of him. From Fu Ming's angle, he can only see half of his abdominal muscles, and he can't see it any further.

But can imagine.

At the Wanshan Hotel the year before last, Lin Chuan was so drunk that he passed out. Fu Ming did not lie to him, and personally helped him clean and change his clothes throughout the whole process. He has touched all the things that cannot be touched. If there is not a trace of clarity in his mind, he would have...

Fu Ming's Adam's apple rolled, he paused for a while, walked up to Lin Chuan, and passed the underwear in his hand.

"Xiaomao, look at me. After lying down for a few months, my abdominal muscles have softened. It seems that I have to..." Lin Chuan stopped holding his underwear, turned his head, and slowly shifted his gaze to that arm. Fu Ming's face and eye sockets suddenly widened, and the stool tilted in fright, "Ah!"

Fu Ming strode over and hugged Lin Chuan who was about to fall.

Lin Chuan was already weak in all his limbs, and when Fu Ming hugged him like this, he felt like he was going to be softened into a puddle of mud. His face was flushed, and the word "Thank you" rolled to his lips and he swallowed it quickly. He stammered, "Why? ...how is it you?"

Fu Ming didn't speak, his breath was heavy, and his hot breath went straight into Lin Chuan's ears.

Lin Chuan was so hot that he couldn't stand it, he shrank his neck, and pretended to be calm with a trembling voice: "Okay, okay, let go."

Fu Ming looked down at him, not daring to look down, and kept a subtle distance from him below the waist, but he was not willing to let go for a while, and asked in a hoarse voice, "What did you rub on your body?"

Lin Chuan: "...What body lotion did Xiaomao buy for me?"

Xiao Mao, you are dead!If you hadn't painted this on me, I would have smelled Fu Ming immediately when he came in!

Fu Ming's eyes seemed to be on fire. He wanted to bury his face deep into Lin Chuan's neck, take off the T-shirt that was getting in the way, and hug him up and press him hard against the wall, but he still remembered Lin Chuan said that he is a pervert.

Afraid of frightening Lin Chuan, he was unwilling to do anything after all, but restrained himself and kissed his wet hair, and said in a low voice, "It's very fragrant."

Lin Chuan's heart beat violently: "Oh..."

Fu Ming took a deep breath and couldn't help but kissed him at the corner of his eyes again.

Lin Chuan: "!!!"

Fu Ming wanted to kiss again, but he moved his lips closer, and stopped in time.

While breathing, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he said in a low voice: "I don't have a hobby of unspoken rules."

Lin Chuan: "..."

How did he know what I was thinking?

Fu Ming stared down at his lips for a moment, finally released him, and helped him to sit back on the stool.

Lin Chuan quietly breathed a sigh of relief, but because of that aura of leaving, he was inexplicably reluctant. He didn't dare to look at Fu Ming, and scratched the ends of his hair behind his ears uncomfortably.

Fu Ming knelt down in front of him: "I'll wear it for you."

Lin Chuan's eyes widened in fright, and he quickly pressed his underwear on Xiao Xiaochuan: "No, no, no, no, I, I, I, I will do it myself."

"You can't do it alone."

"Little little hair..."

"Xiao Mao went downstairs to prepare dishes for you."

Lin Chuan: "..."

you are vicious!

Fu Ming couldn't help saying, and pulled away the tight underwear in his hands. Seeing that the country was in danger, Lin Chuan immediately covered it with his hands in fright.

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah it is not an unspoken rule!Who the hell is the boss to put underwear on the employees!

Without squinting, Fu Ming silently put on his underwear, then his trousers, and finally helped him up, and lifted his trousers up. Every step was unhurried, solemn and full of ritual.

Lin Chuan: "..."

Fu Ming saw that his hands were covered there and refused to move away, so he directly pulled up his underwear, including his hands.

Lin Chuan almost went crazy: "Ke Ke Ke is fine, I will zip myself..."

Fu Ming lowered his eyes, his thick eyelashes cast a shadow on his eyelids, his eyes were dark and unclear, he turned around after a while, and walked out of the bathroom without saying a word.

Lin Chuan withdrew his hands in shame, fastened the zipper of his trousers tremblingly, went to the sink to wash his hands, and patted water on his hot face. Shan Xing struggled for a long time before he dared to go out.

He felt that Fu Ming's state was not right, sometimes he really seemed to eat himself, which was very scary, and sometimes he was like a doting and kind old father, wishing to turn himself into a useless person, he had to do everything by himself, no matter how big or small.

Not normal, so abnormal!

It's like...thinking of yourself as...

Lin Chuan couldn't remember what it was.

The author has something to say: Mama Fu: I thought I could make an appearance in this chapter...