My boss is only attacking

.Whispered Ye Zhiyuan's name.

There was no one in the huge space. Holding on to the armrest, the small voice was amplified several times. Zhou Xuan yelled. Suddenly he didn’t dare to yell anymore. As if he was afraid of alarming something, he touched his nose. of looking for.

"Sir. I'm sorry." When he walked to the corner, he suddenly bumped into someone. Before Zhou Xuan could react, he was pulled back by someone. The target was a tall woman with a full face. Her He still held a potted plant in his hand. "Are you okay?"

"Uh. Hello." Zhou Xuan stabilized his body and opened his mouth with some embarrassment. His English is not very good. But he can still hear what the other party said. Subconsciously wanted to say nothing. Say hello nonchalantly.

The woman was also obviously surprised. She just quickly recovered her smile and responded to his greeting with a considerate smile.

Zhou Xuan laughed dryly: "Where is Mr. Ye?"

"He's in the study. It's in the second room in front." The woman put down the potted plant and pointed to the room in front.

"Thank you." Zhou Xuan nodded, with a smile on his face, and fled towards the study in a little haste.

It’s not too late now. It’s around five o’clock in the afternoon. The sky has not yet darkened. It’s just that Zhou Xuan took the medicine and always felt his stomach was empty. A patient was left in the room for nearly six or seven hours to fend for himself. Thinking about it, Zhou Xuan couldn't help feeling angry.

When I pushed open the door of the study, I unconsciously exerted more strength.

Rows of bookshelves are inlaid on the wall. They are densely packed with books. There is a row of sofas in the middle. Ye Zhiyuan is sitting on the sofa near the window. He is leisurely and lazy. He is dressed in warm and comfortable beige A black sweater. A pair of black-rimmed glasses hung on the bridge of the nose. He lowered his head slightly. His eyes were fixed on the book. His eyes were focused and affectionate. The side face was less cold because of the sunshine. Smiling. Flipping the book occasionally. Probably because he was too focused on reading. Even Zhou Xuan didn't hear the loud sound of opening the door.

It's like a warm painting.

Zhou Xuan was stunned, closed the door, and walked over cautiously. He forgot the accusation just prepared for a while, and stretched out his fingertips to touch Ye Zhiyuan's hair absently.

Ye Zhiyuan's hair is not as usual. It is pomaded and combed out to give a capable image. At this moment, his hair is softly tied together, looking very smooth. A few bangs in front have also been pulled down. With the breeze Floating gently. At first glance, there is no way to connect him with the image of a businessman. He looks like a big brother next door, with a soft warmth.

"The abyss of leaves."

Ye Zhiyuan raised his head. There was still a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he was pulled into his arms directly. Zhou Xuan's heart was pounding. His body twisted and nestled in Ye Zhiyuan's arms. His fingers froze there. .Maintain the previous movement. It took a long time before moving.

"Awake." He heard Ye Zhiyuan ask. A slightly cool palm touched his forehead. "It's not burned."

He froze and didn't speak.

"Sleeping stupidly." He heard Ye Zhiyuan chuckle lightly. The laughter vibrated along his chest.

Then he raised his head, pecked at the corner of Ye Zhiyuan's mouth, and said with a silly smile: "Ye Zhiyuan, I'm starving to death."

......

Ye Zhiyuan seemed to be in a good mood. After feeding Zhou Xuan, he took someone out for a walk.

There were quite a few people on the streets of the urban area. The figures were crowded. Zhou Xuan was full of food and drink, and followed behind Ye Zhiyuan contentedly. There were many couples around him. Arms were hooked, and there were even hot kisses. Yes. Zhou Xuan could even see their tongues entangled...his face turned red, and he quickly looked away.

Ye Zhiyuan walked ahead. His tall back covered the scenery in front of him. Zhou Xuan pursed his lips. In this strange city, strange scenery and strange lights, he gritted his teeth and was about to catch up when he saw a The couple held hands and walked past him swaggeringly. Their eyes were full of smug smiles.

Zhou Xuan stopped unconsciously, looked at the two foreign men walking away, and frowned slightly.

"happybirthday.myBaby~" the sound of a tired kiss sounded. He heard one of the men say so.

"What's the matter?" Ye Zhiyuan stopped after not hearing Zhou Xuan's footsteps behind him for a long time, and asked with his body sideways.

"Ha." Zhou Xuan came to his senses and quickly followed. Instead of following Ye Zhiyuan, he stood beside him, smiling: "It's okay."

Ye Zhiyuan frowned, took a step forward, and walked a few steps quietly. His palm was held by a wet hand. First, he hooked his little finger, tentatively, and cautiously moved forward. Go up. Then slowly wrap up.

Ye Zhiyuan tilted his head. Zhou Xuan was looking straight ahead. His eyes were fixed on an unknown distance. It was just the tight corners of his mouth that betrayed him. Ye Zhiyuan laughed. Pulled closer. A broad palm wrapped around his.

Zhou Xuan clenched his fists. His face slowly turned red.

"So nervous." Ye Zhiyuan lifted his intertwined hands and teased, "Let go...let me see. Is your palm so wet because you're sweating because of nervousness. Or because..."

Zhou Xuan bit his lower lip: "Don't talk. Okay."

"Then let go of your hands." Since you want to hold hands, what does it look like if you clenched your hands into a fist? It's not about fighting.

Zhou Xuan froze when he heard the words, and then slowly relaxed. His fingers intertwined with Ye Zhiyuan's hand. He glanced sideways at Ye Zhiyuan's smug smile. The hotness on his face became irresistible. pack it up.

Obviously, he can do any loose posture on the bed. But now because of such a trivial matter... The more Zhou Xuan thinks about it, the more he feels invincible and self-confident. The intertwined hands suddenly become tormented. But the slightest bit of sweetness is slowly oozing out. Damn it.. Asking for trouble.

"Don't be nervous." Ye Zhiyuan leaned down and leaned close to his ear, breathing ambiguously: "I won't eat you now."

"You." Zhou Xuan almost bit his tongue, but he was so anxious that he couldn't speak. He tried to free his hand, but found that it was tightly held. He had to lower his head and didn't speak. Let Ye Zhiyuan speak in a low voice Some great words.

When Ye Zhiyuan finally calmed down, Zhou Xuan tilted his head and looked at the exquisite items by the window, and then slowly said: "Ye Zhiyuan, what do you like?"

"I like you."

"..."

Ye Zhiyuan looked at him and smiled without saying a word.

Is this person addicted to flirting?

"I mean items." After a while, Zhou Xuan gritted his teeth and squeezed out a word.

"Why. You want to give me something."

"Yeah." Zhou Xuan thought for a while. "I remember that your birthday is coming soon." It was only when he heard the couple talking about their birthday that he suddenly remembered it.

He didn't prepare much for Ye Zhiyuan before. First, Ye Zhiyuan didn't seem to attach much importance to his birthday. Second, he felt that Ye Zhiyuan didn't need anything. If he really wanted to give something, he would buy it according to his wallet. I'm sorry. I can just pass by. He definitely won't care about anything. And Ye Zhiyuan is not at home very much. He went on a business trip for several birthdays. It has been a few years.

Except for a certain year. He knew it, but he couldn’t pretend not to know it. A certain guy actually sent a bottle of good red wine to his home to celebrate his birthday. He had no choice but to grit his teeth and invite Ye Zhiyuan to a small restaurant for a meal. Okay Well, to say it’s a restaurant is actually a high-end one.

Ye Zhiyuan didn't say anything at that time. It's just that he almost couldn't get out of bed after returning home.

Such an insincere celebration. To be honest, even he felt that he should find a place to sneak in. What's more, Ye Zhiyuan had diarrhea all day because the food was not clean.

"What do you like? I'll give you one." Zhou Xuan waved the hands they held. Suddenly he looked at Ye Zhiyuan with shining eyes, and there was a hint of coquettishness in his tone. "I tell you. I saved some money~”

"yes."

Zhou Xuan nodded immediately.

"You don't think it would be more sincere to tie yourself a bow and give it to me directly." Ye Zhiyuan flicked his chest.

"..."

Zhou Xuan decided not to ask his opinion. He happened to see a fashion store in front of him. The storefront was not very outstanding, so he simply pulled Ye Zhiyuan and walked inside.

And this store also seems to be for men's fashion. Zhou Xuan let go of Ye Zhiyuan's hand. Looking at those suits with a slightly retro style, his eyes sparkled. Zhiyuan put his pocket in his pocket to indicate that he didn’t need to come over. He looked at Zhou Xuan’s appearance of discovering the new continent with great interest. The clerk smiled slightly, nodded, and walked back to do his own business.

Zhou Xuan touched those exquisitely crafted suits. He frowned and looked at them for a long time. Finally, he picked out a suit with a medieval gentleman's retro style but also a sense of contemporary fashion. It feels very good, and the workmanship is not picky. Nodding in satisfaction. Grabbing Ye Zhiyuan's arm, he compared himself to the man.

"How about this set?"

Ye Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows.

"Try."

"Don't you want to see the price?"

"Ah. That's right." Zhou Xuan frowned. He flipped out the price tag in a dignified manner. He was so proud that he forgot whether it was within his own tolerance. As a result, Zhou Xuan's jaw almost fell to the ground.

"Fuck. What kind of suit?" There are actually a lot of zeros.

His voice was very loud. Even the shop assistants on the side were startled by him.

Ye Zhiyuan pointed to the sign next to it. It probably said it was handmade.

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