Foodies can't be broken

Fu Shanhai's eyes gradually widened, and for a moment, the two thoughts of "impossible" and "won't be" fought wildly.

...It seems vaguely flattering.

There were sudden footsteps in the corridor, as if someone was coming.

Fu Shanhai immediately pushed the door open and entered the room, and closed the door at the same time.

With a blank expression on his face, he walked into the living room without looking at the furnishings in the room, and went straight to the bedroom.

On the big bed covered with roses in the bedroom, Jiang Hezheng was wrapped up in a ball and fell asleep peacefully.

The bathrobe was pulled loosely, revealing small round shoulders, and the milky white skin was inexplicably more alluring against the backdrop of the lights.

And Jiang He's face was reddish, his lips were slightly parted, like a delicate flower in bud.

The most terrible thing is that the rose petals all over the bed also floated a lot on Jiang He. There was a petal on his shoulder, face, and even his forehead.

Just by looking at it, there is a desire to help him get rid of it a little bit.

Fu Shanhai's calmness disappeared instantly.

Instead, the corners of the mouth were still raised after being forcibly suppressed.

Heh, he still has the foresight to know who should be seduced.

He walked towards the bed, pulling on his tie while walking, and took off the obstructing suit jacket.

The suit worth six figures was thrown directly at the feet, and its owner was staring at the person on the bed, stepped onto the bed, and pressed himself on Jiang He.

Jiang He closed his eyes and slept soundly. Suddenly, he felt a sudden weight on his body, as if a huge refrigerator was pressing on him.

He turned his head dissatisfied, pushed twice, but did not push away.

Because of his movements, the petals on his forehead dangled to his mouth again.

Fu Shanhai's eyes deepened, and he stretched out his hand to take the eye-catching petal away from Jiang He's mouth.

Fingers rubbed against Jiang He's cheeks, soft.

The last time he rubbed it while eating, he felt that Jiang He's hand felt a little better.

Sure enough, soft and slippery.

Fu Shanhai hesitated for a second, then poked Jiang He's face twice.

His eyes fell heavily on Jiang He's lips again.

The face is so soft, aren't the lips...

Fu Shanhai hesitated for two seconds, and decided to choose the latter between "A little bit of danger" and "Let's have a good time first".

Slowly lowering his head, he was getting closer and closer to Jiang He's lips.

Jiang He's drowsiness was wiped away by an inexplicable rubbing, frowning, and reluctantly opened his eyes.

The big boss lowered his eyes and looked at him with his face magnified ten times.

Jiang He's eyes widened instantly, "Ah!" He yelled.

Fu Shanhai was startled and got up quickly.

The next second he felt guilty again, it was obviously Jiang He who crawled onto his bed on his own initiative.

So Fu Shanhai gained confidence again, and lay down again like a prank, with one hand propped on the head of the bed, pressing on Jiang He carelessly.

Jiang He was so frightened that his eyes widened and he couldn't avoid it, shivering under the quilt.

"You, why are you here...how did you come in..."

His voice became very soft due to fright, and it was hoarse just after waking up, which made Fu Shanhai's eyes even hotter.

"Ask me? Didn't you come here on your own initiative?"

When Fu Shanhai spoke with his voice pressed down, that strong and terrifying aura became even more obvious.

Jiang He was so frightened that he couldn't speak smoothly: "I, I didn't, I am, this is, this is my room..."

When Fu Shanhai heard this, the smile on the corner of his mouth became stronger, and he even brought a lot of teasing: "Oh? Are you sure? Can you see what this room looks like?"

Only then did Jiang He belatedly realize that, as the male number N of the crew, the room he allocated was really too luxurious.

Is it possible...

Fu Shanhai said: "This is my room. You said, you were naked and lying on my bed, what did you want to do? Huh?"

When he said the word "stripped naked", he deliberately bit the words heavily, with unexplainable ridicule and hints, as if he was sure that Jiang He wanted to be unspoken.

Jiang He's face turned red in an instant, he arched inward, and his whole body got into the quilt, his voice was crying: "I didn't!"

"Nothing?" Seeing Jiang He curled up like a frightened mouse, Fu Shanhai wanted to tease him even more.

"I didn't... didn't take off my clothes..." Jiang He whispered, "I was wearing...clothes..."

Hearing these words, Fu Shanhai's eyes darkened almost instantly.

The next second, he asked in a hoarse voice: "...Are you seducing me?"

Jiang He blushed up to his neck, and he didn't dare to look at Fu Shanhai. Against his already pink skin, he looked like a shrimp that was about to ripen.

Smelling the increasingly obvious milk smell on Jiang He's body, Fu Shanhai really felt that he had a reaction.

Jiang He was so ashamed that he almost cried.

He felt that he couldn't explain it clearly.

This is Fu Shanhai's room.

He even took a shower and lay down on his bed carelessly.

Jiang He has never encountered such a thing as "hidden rules" in his life, and Chen Xiang and the company have always kept these things away.

But now he was being held down on the bed, and he couldn't escape, Fu Shanhai was even staring at him...

From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the very conspicuous bulge in Fu Shanhai's trousers, and Jiang He turned pale with fright.

He hurriedly pushed Fu Shanhai, trying to run off the bed.

It's a pity that Jiang He's strength is completely incomparable with Fu Shanhai's. After Fu Shanhai understood his intention, he reached out and clasped Jiang He's wrists above his head with one hand.

Jiang He has a thin frame, and Fu Shanhai was afraid of breaking Jiang He's wrist with one hand, so he let go of his hand a little.

The other hand was on Jiang He's shoulder.

Jiang He really couldn't run away now, he didn't even have room to struggle, coupled with the tense emotions, he finally couldn't hold back.

Fu Shanhai was indulging in the pleasant smell of milk on Jiang He's body. He lowered his head and sucked a few mouthfuls quietly. When he raised his head unexpectedly, he saw that the person in his arms had red eyes and was looking at him softly, with tears streaming down his face. nasty.

Fu Shanhai's breathing was stagnant, and he panicked for a moment, and suddenly let go of Jiang He's hand.

"...What's wrong, scratching hurts you?"

Jiang He choked with sobs when he opened his mouth, his voice trembling beyond words.

"Oh... I didn't... I didn't seduce you..."

"I didn't know... didn't know this was your room..."

"You...let me go...uh..."

Jiang He's voice was too hoarse, sobbing, trying to control himself not to shake, but the body's reaction couldn't stop at all, the frequency of shaking was almost visible to the naked eye.

Fu Shanhai's heart softened when he saw him frightened like this.

When he saw Jiang He's reaction just now, he knew that Jiang He didn't know about it, and he might even be tricked by Wang Xiao.

But Jiang He's shy and frightened appearance made him feel cute, so he wanted to tease him.

Unexpectedly...it made people cry directly.

Fu Shanhai withdrew his hand that was pressing Jiang He, but he still didn't get up from Jiang He immediately.

He said, "If you ask me, I will get up."

Jiang He let out a "woo" and looked at Fu Shanhai with red eyes, wanting to glare at him, but the water in his eyes was so obvious that it turned out to be seductive.

Fu Shanhai's breathing became heavier: "If you don't talk, I won't be able to get up."

Feeling the more obvious reaction from the other party, Jiang He trembled, and whispered, aggrieved and pitiful: "Please..."

"What do you want me to ask?" Fu Shanhai continued to ask.

"Get up...get up..." Jiang He bit his lips, and said with shame, "You pressed me...it hurts..."