Everyone thinks I have a crush on Boss

S1 Planet, Lingyuan Clubhouse.

The night was dark, and guests with invitation letters had already arrived in a low-key manner.

There are luxury boats parked in the airship docking area, and it is enough to make people suffocate after looking around.

The guests who came and went occasionally exchanged a few words with Si Mingyuan, showing their closeness and familiarity.

Occasionally, there are those who hide their heads and show their tails, wear a mask, and rush to their boxes with an invitation letter, disappearing in a flash, like a phantom.

Most of these people have common features, wearing masks, with one or two bodyguards behind them, and hurried steps, as if they are afraid that others will know their identities.

The auction venue opened by Lingyuan Club has two floors. The lobby on the first floor is magnificent, with densely packed seats, which are carefully separated by partitions to ensure a certain degree of privacy.

The boxes on the second floor are more mysterious, the doors are closed, and the people and decorations inside cannot be seen.

The guests on the first floor are basically dressed normally, and they can chat and laugh when they see people, while most of the guests in the boxes are mysterious people with unknown identities wearing masks.

Until the auction started, the tables were basically full of people, with their female or male companions, greeting each other and creating a happy atmosphere.

But nearly half of the boxes on the second floor were deserted, and the doors were closed.

The guests on the first floor don't care about the situation in the box on the second floor. They know that there are a group of guests who are different from them, but they only pay attention to the upcoming auction.

In the auction led by the Siming family, the random items listed in the letter of introduction were enough for them to keep an eye on.As for the ones not listed...

That's not what Xiao Xiao should think about at their level.

The auction went smoothly, and everything was progressing in an orderly manner.

Yan Xiong glanced at the mask in his hand, showing a smile that was not a smile, and put it on casually, then carefully selected a bright purple mask with hints from the attendant's hand, and glanced at Ye Xiuyuan.

Ye Xiuyuan's expression wasn't good, but it wasn't bad either. When he saw the mask he had chosen, he couldn't help but give him a sideways glance. Show some unusual charm.

Yan Xiong slowly helped him put on the mask, making sure that half of his face was covered under the mask before reaching out his hand.

Ye Xiuyuan took his hand and naturally snuggled up beside him.

Yan Xiong laughed, and strode forward, followed by two bodyguards who were hired from nowhere, smelled like blood, had an extremely ferocious expression, and looked provocative in their eyes.

Walking through the hidden corridor, Yan Xiong went up to the second floor familiarly, and pushed open the door of the box.

Eryi stayed outside the door to guard, while Xiao Gou followed in.

The scenery in the private room is not so mysterious. Except for the sofa and the display screen, there are snacks on the small coffee table, and a few pots of green plants in the corners. It is simple and needless to describe, it can be seen at a glance.

Yan Xiong glanced at the display screen, which showed the scene of the auction on the first floor, the excited crowd, the quotations one after another, and the slowly unfolding scroll.

The collection is displayed on a separate screen, which is enough for guests to zoom in and observe carefully from all angles.

Ye Xiuyuan reached out his hand to take off the mask, but Yan Xiong seemed to know what he was going to do, and said slowly without looking back, "Don't move."

Ye Xiuyuan paused slightly, but did not take off his mask, and asked doubtfully, "Do you need to be so vigilant?"

Yan Xiong turned his head to look at him, and a smirk appeared on the lower half of his face that was not covered: "It seems that the Patriarch of the Zhong family doesn't treat you that well either?"

Ye Xiuyuan raised his eyes to look at him, his expression turned cold, but Yan Xiong didn't flinch at all, instead he seemed more interested, approaching him slowly, like a beast slowly approaching his prey, which made Ye Xiuyuan subconsciously take a step back.

There was a sofa behind him, and this retreat made him trip and fall on the sofa.

Yan Xiong approached him unhurriedly, without any urgency, as if the more he struggled and panicked, the more interested he was.

Ye Xiuyuan gritted his teeth, sat upright on the sofa, and said indifferently: "It has nothing to do with him, we agreed, this is the last time, and we will have nothing to do with him after that."

Standing in front of him, Yan Xiong stopped, and said meaningfully: "No more relationship?" He suddenly moved close to Ye Xiuyuan's face, and said slowly, "Who are you in love with again?"

Ye Xiuyuan turned his face away, and he pinched his chin slowly and turned his head, facing his face.

Yan Xiong looked him up and down, and then, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, or a beast showing its teeth, he said bloody and bound to win: "You know mine, there are only things I don't want, nothing for others."

Ye Xiuyuan was startled, and Yan Xiong seemed to wake up and said, "You don't think we can really stop here, do you?"

Ye Xiuyuan stretched out his hand and patted his hand away, with an extremely indifferent expression: "Back to your promise, Yan Xiong, you are really nothing."

Yan Xiong looked at the fingerprints on his face, withdrew his hand, and put away his smile abruptly: "What do you think you are?"

He stood up straight and looked down at Ye Xiuyuan: "Do you still want me to remind you?"

Ye Xiuyuan's expression turned ugly, and he managed to speak out: "That has nothing to do with you."

Yan Xiong nodded in agreement, and when threatening him, he still looked like a gentle scum: "Guess, does the Patriarch of the Zhong family know about you?"

Speaking of this name, Ye Xiuyuan's expression suddenly became gloomy. He didn't have a bright and cheerful appearance, but there seemed to be malice emanating from him that couldn't be concealed.

"He knows much better than you." Ye Xiuyuan paused, "Are you looking down on him or looking up on yourself?"

Yan Xiong wasn't angry either, he seemed a little bit happier seeing him like this: "Xiao Xiuyuan~ I think you're much prettier than that fake look."

Neuropathy!Ye Xiuyuan was too aware of the other party's capriciousness, so he simply kept his mouth shut.

But Yan Xiong obviously didn't intend to stop there, and continued: "Let me guess, with your casual personality, who will you fall in love with?"

He bared his gums, gleaming white under the light, as if extremely happy, and was extremely interested in finding his weakness.

Ye Xiuyuan's expression was even worse. He knew how bad the other party was, and he had no intention of spreading his thoughts to the other party. He changed the subject in a bit of embarrassment, "Why did you come here?"

Yan Xiong looked at the embarrassment on his face thoughtfully, suddenly became indifferent, and raised his hand to strangle him: "What? Aren't you always not interested in what I, a beast, do?"

He exerted a little force on his hand, and Ye Xiuyuan's face immediately turned bright red, but he had no intention of begging for mercy, and forced a sentence out of his teeth: "Do you still know how disgusting you are?"

Yan Xiong stared at him for a few seconds, seeing that his body began to twitch in reflex, and then slowly let go of his hand and said: "Yes, isn't it a match made in heaven for a beast to match you?"

Ye Xiuyuan coughed and showed a disgusted expression. It was obvious that his disgust for the other party had reached an undisguised level, and the disgust was leaking from almost every pore.

Yan Xiong laughed, approached him slowly, and kissed his lips mercilessly.

Ye Xiuyuan's attempt to resist quickly softened, he unconsciously catered to the rhythm of Yan Xiong's plundering attack, the two were inseparable, and the sound of lust resounded in the small space.

Ye Xiuyuan had no strength to fight back, or he didn't want to resist at all. Yan Xiong took a step back, looked at Ye Xiuyuan who was blushing, and slowly sneered: "Like someone else? Huh?" He patted Ye Xiuyuan backhand face: "It becomes so soft when you touch it?"

Ye Xiuyuan's face remained blushing, but his expression was indifferent, as if he was the one who pulled away at a critical moment: "Get lost."

Yan Xiong laughed, with some sarcasm and admiration, and whispered in his ear: "I just like your duplicity and shameless appearance."

Ye Xiuyuan wanted to slap him with his backhand, but he grabbed it and gently touched his wrist upwards.

Ye Xiuyuan put his hand softly on his, Yan Xiong let go, and gave him a meaningful look: "Find a boyfriend? Or give your boyfriend a cuckold?" He made no secret of his vicious nature: "You hate him so much?"

Ye Xiuyuan's chest heaved violently, and he forcibly endured it: "I'm going first."

Yan Xiong glanced at Xiao Gou, Xiao Gou was watching with gusto, when he received his gaze, he hurriedly stepped forward to stop him with a playful smile: "Don't worry, stay here for a while."

Ye Xiuyuan was half-coerced and pushed back on the sofa, feeling a bit puzzled: "You..." He suddenly realized something: "Are you crazy? How dare you provoke Zhong Yucheng?"

Yan Xiong turned around and looked at the video on the first floor where the crowd started to leave on the screen, and said slowly: "Xiao Xiuyuan really understands me."

Ye Xiuyuan didn't care about his eccentric tone, and said anxiously, "You're going to die!"

Yan Xiong stared intently at the figure cleaning up the first floor, and said casually: "Then you underestimate me, I have to live longer than him, otherwise..." He seemed to be teasing but also serious: "How can I get it from him? snatch you?"

Ye Xiuyuan was at a loss for words for a moment, he couldn't care about Xiao Gou who was blocking him, he stepped forward to hold Yan Xiong and said, "It's still too late for you to stop now."

Yan Xiong glanced at his hand, which turned white from nervousness, then stretched out his hand to embrace him, and whispered in his ear: "Why don't you worry about yourself first?" He seemed to be talking about something unrelated: "What do you think I'm going to leave you for?"

Ye Xiuyuan's face was pale, he couldn't tell if it was because he was worried about himself or him, but his next words showed his attitude very clearly: "He won't do anything to me. But you..."

"Wow~ My little Xiuyuan is really sure about his position in his heart." Yan Xiong interrupted him, and there was a bit of murderous intent in his slow tone: "But how did I hear that he has already Have a new lover?"

Seeing Ye Xiuyuan tremble in his arms, Yan Xiong seemed to realize something, and looked down at him.

Ye Xiuyuan lowered his head, avoiding his eyes, and his tone became lighter: "Your target is Xingzhou?"

Yan Xiong showed a complete sneer, his words were exaggerated, but his tone was extremely cold: "It seems that he is the person you like the most?" Biting sarcasm: "As expected of Xiao Xiuyuan, who is prone to flirtatiousness, he will never refuse anyone who comes?"

Ye Xiuyuan withdrew from his embrace, and said word by word, "Don't touch him."

"Has your standard of mate selection been lowered to just an individual?" Yan Xiong didn't care about his performance, and taunted him alone: ​​"That's right, after all...he is very much loved by the Patriarch of the Zhong family."

Ye Xiuyuan couldn't help but sarcastically went back and said, "Even you and I can accept it, let alone others?"

Yan Xiong nodded approvingly and said: "However, it is much more convenient for us." He called Ye Xiuyuan's name sweetly: "Xiao Xiuyuan~ Will you help me?"

"Let me give you a suggestion." Ye Xiuyuan smiled brightly, just like his signature smile, without any haze: "Why don't you kill me first?"

Yan Xiong sighed in distress: "Xiao Xiuyuan, you're losing your temper with me again, aren't you?"

He patted Ye Xiuyuan's face lightly, with little force, but with a strong sense of insult: "We all know that if I really do this, you will definitely cry and kneel down to beg me. Little Xiuyuan~ I'll ask you one last time Oh~"

Yan Xiong showed a gentle smile, but at the same time his perverted bloodthirsty was faintly visible in the smile: "Will Xiao Xiuyuan be willing to help me?"