My boss is only attacking

Yu turned his face away as if he couldn't bear it. There was still a trace of silver hanging from the corner of his mouth. His blushing cheeks were full of traces of passion/desire. He looked at Ye Zhiyuan in a daze, and whispered: "It's ok... ..."

"Zhou Xuan." Ye Zhiyuan didn't move immediately. He leaned down and kissed his face carefully, and finally pressed his lips against his. Then he said in a low voice: "...I like you .”

Zhou Xuan paused for a moment. A strange look flashed across his face. Finally, he seemed to be sighing: "I like you too... hurry up... I can't help it... ..”

Ye Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment, hung his limp legs on his body, pressed his waist, and moved mercilessly.

something. has really changed...

62. Change

Ye Zhiyuan discovered a fact... Zhou Xuan has been having a fight recently. It's still the kind of calm.

Always go out early in the morning and come back very late. But they always look cute and smart. Seeing Ye Zhiyuan's expression is not good, and even posted all kinds of soft words and coaxing, soft voice. Accompanying The flattering gesture made Ye Zhiyuan want to be angry but couldn't get angry.

The same is true today.

It was almost one o'clock in the morning before opening the door secretly. Seeing that there was no light in the room, I touched my chest and let out a sigh of relief.

He drank a little wine. Because of the wind blowing, he has recovered a lot from his drunken state. It's just that he has a red face after drinking, and he will have a big red face for a while, and he can't get rid of it.

He patted himself on the face hard. Guessing that Ye Zhiyuan hadn't come over, Zhou Xuan stumbled into the house.

He hasn't been to the company for a long time. If he does, he will probably be kicked out. After all, he has done such an unnatural thing to his immediate boss. He can't guarantee that if he walks into that office building, he will not be beaten up. But I still have to behave. Ye Zhiyuan doesn't know when he will come back. He really doesn't want to face him. He has to go out and wander around the street every day. Follow the flow of people until he can't walk anymore. Or go to the coffee shop to order A cup of coffee. I stared blankly at the scenery outside the window from the bustling day to the brightly lit night.

I don't know when this became a habit.

When he encounters unsolvable problems or situations where he cannot choose, he always does this to relieve his anxiety.

His current feelings for Ye Zhiyuan are really delicate.

He admitted that he did deliberately seduce Ye Zhiyuan that night. He was in an extremely awkward mood at the time. On the one hand, he was afraid that Ye Zhiyuan would bring up that incident and then make some moves. It's the same thing. Face-to-face conversation and blatant ignorance. He doesn't know which he's more afraid of. Just two trends going on. Neither will end well in his mind.

That's why he pestered Ye Zhiyuan. He even made moves that he didn't want to do normally. The two rolled the sheets several times with great enjoyment. It seemed that only in this way could the hole in his mind be filled.

He thought. He was probably going to be a shrinking turtle again. It's just that he never wanted to treat Ye Zhiyuan with care like before.

What pretending to be generous. What destroying self-esteem. He no longer knows how to maintain it.

I only remember that his mind was empty that day, his body twisted violently, and his hands tightly grasped Ye Zhiyuan's arm.

But what can he really catch?

Obviously, they have worked so hard to maintain the relationship between the two of them. They have been squatting in the same place, afraid to take a step in fear. They are afraid that Ye Zhiyuan will suddenly get bored with him, and then tell him the same thing as he said to other lovers .

"We're just playing around. Could it be that you're serious."

He could even imagine Ye Zhiyuan's squinting eyes, indifferent expression, and frivolous and arrogant tone, as if he was a scum in the ground, so ashamed.

So, I suffered from insomnia all night, looking at the sleeping person next to me with red eyes, but the words Ye Zhiyuan said that night kept lingering in my mind.

.. "We're just playing around. Could it be that you're serious."

.. "You take Zhou Xuan too seriously."

Maybe things are not that bad. It’s just that things have become out of control after brainstorming and processing. Zhou Xuan also tried to comfort himself. Maybe maybe maybe maybe maybe not Ye Zhiyuan’s sincere words. He just said It's just talking. There is no need to be serious. But the tone at that time was so true. How should it be explained? Plus he is the person involved, so everything is like a muddy mess. There can no longer be traces of the original truth.

He said he was nothing. He said he liked him. Which one was the real one. Zhou Xuan couldn't figure it out. So he broke the can and threw it.

Rather than waiting in fear and fear for Ye Zhiyuan's disgust at some point, it's better to let him hate himself earlier and get rid of him earlier.

......

Stomach burning. It didn't take long to recover. It seems that there is a tendency to fall ill again. Zhou Xuan smiled bitterly. He touched the refrigerator and took out a bottle of milk. He drank it gulply. I don't know if it's a hangover Yes. Drinking milk just after drinking is bad for the stomach. I only know to drink a little before the stomach attack. He can feel better.

Zhou Xuan threw the bottle on the trash can. He just turned around and couldn't help being startled.

Ye Zhiyuan stood at the door against the light. It was half-light and half-dark. Zhou Xuan could barely see half of his deep face. After a long time, Ye Zhiyuan walked into the kitchen slowly. exposed to light.

Slowly lowered his head and looked at people at the same level. Ye Zhiyuan smelled the smell on his body, and then said in a bad tone: "You've been drinking."

Zhou Xuan took a half step back almost calmly. His waist was on the cooking table. Ye Zhiyuan's air pressure was too strong. It was as if he had done something terribly wrong.

"Just a little bit." Zhou Xuan swallowed his saliva and said in a low voice.

Ye Zhiyuan pinched his chin. Under the light, Zhou Xuan's cheeks flushed red from alcohol seemed to be dripping blood. He could even smell his faint smell of alcohol while breathing.

"You know what time it is. It's a pleasure to drink out."

"I know~" Zhou Xuan really couldn't bear this cold scrutiny. He pulled Ye Zhiyuan's hand and nestled into his arms. His soft hair rubbed against his shoulder: "But Lan Nan They have to let me drink until now. I can't help it."

The tone is sincere, and the tail is slightly raised. Lies do not type a draft. Zhou Xuan buried his face in the person's chest and hugged Ye Zhiyuan tightly. It is like a dog that has done something wrong. But he has a good attitude of admitting his mistakes .And try my best to remedy the cute and coquettish cat.

"I won't do this next time. Don't be angry."

Ye Zhiyuan froze. He was not cursing at the moment, so he held his face viciously and took a bite: "You'd better do what you say. You will be back in the apartment at nine o'clock at the latest. "

"But..." Zhou Xuan looked at Ye Zhiyuan in embarrassment. Finally, he lowered his eyes and nodded slowly.

In the past, his cleverness was not willing to be used against Ye Zhiyuan. Unknowingly, he played the role of stupid, dumb, and indifferent to everything beside Ye Zhiyuan. It’s just that he has already said it. No matter what their identities or status are How unequal. At the moment, he no longer cares about Ye Zhiyuan's dislike of his dissatisfaction. Only now is he trying to pursue a balance point. Perhaps it is the last bit of self he can save for himself.

"It's just. Relatively. You also have to come back here before nine o'clock. This. Can you do it?"

Ye Zhiyuan didn't expect him to make this request. Looking at Zhou Xuan's eyes, he couldn't help but become more and more incomprehensible. However, Zhou Xuan didn't avoid his gaze as before, and looked straight at him. He had to let him Give an answer.

"Otherwise, it's unnecessary for me to come back so early. Right?"

Very good. Keep pressing.

"Okay. I promise you."

63. I have something to tell you

One morning, when Zhou Xuan received a call from Ye Jing, he was still under the covers.

He answered hoarsely. But there was no sound from the receiver for a long time. Zhou Xuan glanced at the phone suspiciously. He was clearly still on the call, so he couldn't help but put the phone to his ear again.

After listening carefully, I realized that there was a slight sound of bubbles breaking. Zhou Xuan was stunned for a while, then looked at the phone again in doubt, and finally heard the sound from over there.

It was the voice of a child. The voice was clear and squeaky. With a soft ending: "Zhou, Zhou Xuan."

It's piggy.

Just when he called his name, there was a noise from behind. It seemed that the mobile phone was snatched. Ye Jing softly coaxed the little pig. Why don’t you spit bubbles. After a long time, it quieted down.

"Hey, brother Xuan. I'm sorry. My phone was snatched by the little pig just now to play."

"Piggy is okay."

"Okay. Wow. Don't scratch my face~" Ye Jing made a grimace at the pig in his arms, and stretched out his hand to remove his little hand that was holding his face. "It's just a lot of trouble. He looks like he really wants to talk to you. "

"Really. It's really you, Brother Xuan, I am very attractive. Haha~ Come and kiss me, little pig. It's really smart to recognize who treats you so quickly."

"Zhou, Zhou Xuan." Hearing his name, Xiaozhu couldn't help his eyes sparkling. He looked at Ye Jing with wet eyes, and his voice was full of joy: "Zhou, Zhou Xuan."

"Good boy. I'll let you talk later, please. Brother Xuan will discuss with Brother Xuan."

Little Pig tilted his head and looked at Ye Jing half-understood. Suddenly he nestled quietly in his arms. One hand tightly grasped his sleeve holding the phone. He didn't bother him any more.

"Brother Xuan, stop being narcissistic." Being pulled by the arm was very uncomfortable. Ye Jing couldn't do anything with the other hand.