Why is the boss like that?

Once some things have been tasted and understood, they are like a scourge that has broken out of its cage, and it is out of control.

Tomorrow, after the annual leave ends, I will return to the day of getting up early and going to work. It gets dark early in winter, but the time is not too late, 07:30 in the evening.

According to previous years, Su Zhe would take a good bath and lie on the bed early to recover his energy, but this year he brought his boyfriend back, which is completely different from previous years.

Su Zhe didn't wear glasses, seeing the ceiling above his head was blurry, and the strength in his waist didn't stop.

If it goes on like this, he won't have to get up tomorrow.

But the person on him has a bad temper, doesn't know how to be considerate and doesn't think about those things, he bends down and hugs the person and goes on a rampage.

Su Zhe choked for breath, and was a little speechless. After a while, he felt the touch from his neck, Su Zhe frowned, and raised his hand to push the person.

Su Zhe was unwilling, "Don't leave any traces."

Yan Guancang said with a rough voice, "Why?"

Yan Guancang looked at the man's reserved look, and swallowed, he liked the other man's appearance, cold and dignified but had to bear him.

Afterwards, he lowered his eyes and looked at him, only this neck of his body did not leave any marks, Su Zhe would not let him leave it.

Su Zhe looked at him, with a natural order in his tone, "Go to work tomorrow."

In his suit, only the neck can be exposed, leaving nothing behind, Yan Guancang is a little bit reconciled.

Su Zhe could see what the dog was thinking almost instantly.

Su Zhe: "Can't stay, what kind of words!"

Some Vanity Fairs pay the most attention to personal appearance.

Su Zhe valued it even more.

Everyone knows that Assistant Suter is gentle and refined, a gentleman and polite, and his every move is personable. He often appears to be neat and tidy, and the clothes he wears don't even have pleats, let alone lose his composure.

If he left a mark on others and was seen by others, Su Zhe would almost be ashamed to face others.

Even life and death will not let people stay.

However, Yan Guancang propped himself up and looked at the person below him, he didn't expect that the other person was still thinking about his arrogance at this time.

But he is so arrogant and self-restraining as a lover, as if nothing can disturb his mind and thoughts.

So the more the other party is moved by him, the more satisfied and happy Yan Guancang feels.

Then he lowered his head and whispered in people's ears: "If others see the imprint, Assistant Su Te will die of embarrassment."

Su Zhe's face blushed instantly, and he looked at the other party in embarrassment.

Just like this, Yan Guancang came up with bad thoughts, "Supporter Su Te said something nice to me, and I won't stay."

Obviously, Su Zhe is very resistant to making the matter of the two of them public in the industry. Yan Guancang has been in a high position for many years and some things can naturally be seen clearly.

But what's his is his, and the two of them can't make it public, and there are many people around Su Zhe who don't have eyes, so if they don't ask for something, they won't be reconciled.

Su Zhe gritted his teeth.

Yan Guancang's tone was indifferent, as if he didn't intend to embarrass others, "It's fine if Assistant Su Te can't say it."

As he said that, he was about to bend down.

damn thing.

But these two days have been tossed by people, and now he has no strength to resist, so he has to bow his head.

The two are lovers, a soft word is fine, it's just that Su Zhe doesn't say it often and finds it awkward, but when it comes to the situation, it's easy to catch.

Su Zhe hooked the man's neck, "Sir, don't stay."

Yan Guancang took advantage of the opportunity to kiss the man's face hard, and the other party's attitude changed almost instantly when he called out, "If you don't want to keep it, I won't keep it for you."

If it wasn't for Su Zhe's resolute attitude in the end, the nonsense would have lasted until midnight.

Early the next morning, both of them woke up according to the biological clock formed over the years, and the nature of their workaholics was comparable.

Su Zhe put on his clothes and stood in the room, in stark contrast to the clothes scattered on the floor last night, his whole person seemed out of place in the spring scenery of this room.

But it is because of the incompatibility that his personal characteristics are more flamboyant and wanton.

Yan Guancang leaned his back against the wall and folded his arms to watch, Su Zhe tidied himself up, turned his head to see Yan Guancang's tie, and moved forward to adjust it very naturally.

Yan Guancang bowed his head to make it easier for people to move, like a big dog wearing a collar.

Su Zhe looked serious, and Yan Guancang felt that he was at a loss no matter how he looked at it, and he couldn't make it public. Putting such a person outside will inevitably make him feel bad in the future.

Yan Guancang is extremely possessive, but in the end he still chooses to respect each other.

Then he thought of something and asked, "Do we want to have another name in private?"

Su Zhe raised his eyes, "What's your name?"

Yan Guancang subconsciously recognized the face, and said in a nonchalant tone: "Don't other people have other names when they are together?"

It seems that this matter is just a casual talk, and it doesn't matter whether you agree or not.

Su Zhe looked at the blush on his ears, and squinted his eyes, "I think Mr. Yan's name is very good and easy to pronounce."

Yan Guancang frowned after hearing this, and then pretended not to care, "It's up to you."

The two staggered to go to work, Su Zhe went out first, and after 5 minutes of walking, Yan Guancang walked out angrily with a stinky face.

He said he didn't care before, but in fact he cared in his heart. He didn't expect Su Zhe to call him nasty, but there should always be intimacy between the two of them.

It's not that Mr. Yan and Mr. don't like to hear it, but it's just that it's a bit unequal when it comes to the relationship between lovers. The titles with a difference in status will always give people a sense of distance. After all, these two titles, Su Zhe, are usually called serious.

There is no name and title, and there is no pet name.

When did he, Yan Guancang, do things so secretly, but in the end he just thought about it in his heart, so he really couldn't say this to Su Zhe.

After staggering to go to work by 5 minutes, the two arrived at the company step by step. As soon as Yan Guancang entered the company, he saw many people surrounding Su Zhe to say hello, his face darkened suddenly, and he walked past.

Seeing that it was Yan Guancang, the staff immediately restrained their smiling face a lot. After all, almost no one in the company was not afraid of this big boss.

Except for Yan Donglin in the security department.

Su Zhe: "Mr. Yan, good morning."

In the company, his identity is special assistant, Su Te greeted, naturally someone followed.

Yan Guancang didn't say anything, and went directly to the elevator.

On the first day after resuming work after the year, the two of them acted as if they had never been together before, dealing with the relationship and situation of subordinates and subordinates together as in previous years.

Work is work and life is life.

On this point, the attitudes of the two are surprisingly consistent.

But seeing someone posting Su Zhezhuan, Yan Guancang returned to the office without showing any signs of anger, and approved all the contracts for the next few days. When the contracts were all processed, the sky darkened.

It's time to get off work in a few minutes.

Yan Guancang raised his hand and squeezed the space between his eyebrows, put the documents aside, got up and planned to go to the lounge in the office to get his coat.

At this moment, there were several light knocks on the office door, and the next moment Su Zhe pushed the door open and came in.

The man was as tall as white jade, and his voice was like a spring breeze, "Honey, I'm home."