stop pampering me

Wan Qian thought that she would not sleep peacefully on this bed, but she was really tired last night, and Huo Yongsen was still... as ruthless as ever in matters of love.

"From today onwards, you will execute according to the plan on paper until you enter the crew." Huo Yongsen put an A4 paper on the table.

Wan Qian focused his eyes, and when he saw the content printed on the paper, his expression was a little strange.

Kiss Huo Yongsen to wake him up at 06:30 in the morning, then prepare Huo Yongsen’s toiletries, wait for Huo Yongsen to finish his morning exercise, have breakfast together, then dress Huo Yongsen, bring Huo Yongsen lunch to the company one hour earlier at noon, and at night... ...no plans for the evening?

"It's too late to implement the steps today, so let's do a rehearsal first." Huo Yongsen stared at Wan Qian with anticipation and a strange sense of familiarity in his heart. The latter had just woken up with a blush on his face.

"Rehearsal, rehearsal?" Wan Qian turned his head slowly, he looked at Huo Yongsen who was still wearing pajamas, should he prepare a toothbrush towel for Huo Yongsen now?

Seeing that the man turned around to get off the bed, Huo Yongsen held his forehead and pulled him back into his arms, and gently pressed against the other's red and swollen lips, rubbing against each other with a different and gentle strength.

Wan Qian frowned in fear, the gentle force on his lips and warm breath made him open his eyes, and accidentally fell into the Wang Shenquan in the opponent's eyes, the person in front of him coincided with the appearance in his memory, so easily The box hidden in the corner was hooked open, revealing his carefully hidden memories.

Then, something broke in those stoic eyes, and they were glued together again. Pale fingers unconsciously grabbed Huo Yongsen's clothes.

"That's it, don't I need to remind you what to do next?"

Wan Qian nodded indiscriminately, and forgot about her condition when she got out of bed, her toes were on tiptoe to the ground and she couldn't forcefully go soft. Fortunately, Huo Yongsen reacted quickly enough to pick him up without falling, Wan Qian said nervously When he came to thank him, he quickly ran into the bathroom, rubbed his face with cold water, and subsided the burning temperature of his brain before doing what Huo Yongsen asked.

Does history really overlap?Huo Yongsen became more and more like the person he remembered, he... was afraid, the feeling of being bumped high and then fell hard into the dirt, he didn't want to try it again.

Huo Yongsen rubbed his brows helplessly, does Fang Fei's method really work?He looked down at the scattered beds, and Fang Fei complained that someone who was a deep cleanliness obsessive not only didn't feel uncomfortable, but easily got used to the thought-provoking smell and messy scene afterward, as if it had happened countless times.

Last night, on this bed, he repeatedly gnawed and occupied the person he wanted to hold in his hands, and his heart, which had nowhere to rest, suddenly fell on the soft cushion, which felt solid.

The well-tailored formal suit wrapped a thin but powerful body. Wan Qian fastened the buttons for Huo Yongsen and tied a Windsor knot skillfully.

When the last step was completed, Huo Yongsen grabbed his chin and entangled him for a while before letting him go.

Wan Qian touched his lips, the temperature there was hot and stinging, he ate something and then lay back on the new bed, he was tortured enough last night, so he wanted to sleep for a while.

"Miss Shen, the young master is not at home now..."

"Get out of the way!" Shen Ying's delicate face was cold, she expected that the servant would not dare to stop her, so she strode into the room.

There was a sound of hurried footsteps, the sound of high heels hitting the wooden floor, and the sleeping Wan Qian frowned and did not wake up.